"What kind of cultivation is this person?"

The young man was wiped clean, and then put on clean clothes. The young man stood in the room, thinking about this issue.

Strictly speaking, this issue is very important.

The problem on him is serious.

He was born with a waste body, unable to breathe aura, and embarked on the road of spiritual practice. This is his problem.

Judging from the situation he has inquired about over the years, it is impossible for ordinary monks to solve this problem.

Anything that can be done must be a very tough monk.

If the young man in front of him is not strong enough, he might not be able to help him.

Moreover, even if they can help, the other party may not be willing to help.

After all, he is not qualified to ask the other party to help him.

For people of this level, the so-called life-saving grace is the most ridiculous.

Let's not talk about the character of the other party, but judging from the vitality displayed by the other party at the moment, even if he does not carry it back, the other party may not die, and nothing will happen at all.

Even if the other person has passed the character and is willing to return, so most of it is just giving something at will.

Wanting to let the other party take action and help him embark on the path of spiritual practice is also an uncertain thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing.

In this world, being a weak person is sometimes so helpless.

No matter what you do, you must act on the face of others.

But now, he has no other way.

In these years, he has tried many methods. It can be said that he has thought about all the methods that he can think of, but he has gotten hopeless and helpless again and again.

In today's situation, the youth in front of him is his only hope.

At this point, he couldn't help but shook his head, then looked at the young man deeply, then turned and left.

After a while, he left the house and went to other places, ready to inquire about the news.

Before leaving, he seriously asked his little sister not to let other people come in and not to leak the news of the young man.

After going out, the boy found that the place in front of him was obviously lively now.

Many people have seen the vision of the previous period, and many people have really taken action for it.

These people came here and patrolled around here, trying to find the source of the vision that day.

It is said that many people saw it at that time, and someone fell in midair and fell into the dense forest.

For this reason, many people went to that dense forest and explored in that dense forest.

When he knew this, the boy also pretended to be ignorant and asked some things curiously.

"Then someone found that senior?"

He looked at the people in front of him and asked curiously.

"If you find it, it won't be like this."

The man chuckled, then said: "But many people have seen blood stains."

"Presumably that senior was seriously injured, so I can find a place to hide."

"So those people found nothing except some spiritual blood."

"But that's enough."

On the side, some faces showed envy: "Those spiritual blood are not ordinary things."

"The fallen predecessor, I don't know what cultivation level it is. The blood flowing out of his body is rare spiritual blood. It is said that even a drop of blood, after refining, is comparable to a spiritual medicine, it is extraordinary."

"Someone nearby guessed that the senior might be a great man."

"Mighty."

The boy's heart jumped, but his face remained unchanged: "No way."

"How can a great power come to us?"

He smiled and said so.

The wasteland is the most barren, the place where the spirit is thin.

It is located in a wild and wild, where all kinds of turbid energy are the most abundant, but the spiritual energy is so thin that there is almost no spiritual energy, and all kinds of spiritual grass are almost extinct.

No one wants to come over on weekdays.

"Who knows?"

Before that, the person shook his head: "Maybe there is a special reason."

"Apart from the senior himself, who else knows."

"But those spiritual blood are all good things."

Having said this, he was full of envy: "It is said that someone has already made a price. A drop of spiritual blood can be worth three spiritual stones."

"A drop of spiritual blood is worth three spiritual stones..."

Listening to this price, the young man was stunned, and inexplicably thought of the blood stains he had seen before.

When he was in the jungle before, he focused on finding the traces of the senior, so he ignored the blood stains.

But now think about it, how can the blood shed by a mighty person be a common product? It must be a spiritual creature.

Those things were wasted by him.

Even more.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the blood stains that he had washed when he cleaned the senior.

At that time, he was afraid that these bloodstains would be discovered by others, so he directly disposed of them, leaving no trace.

But now I want to...

These are all spirit stones...

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but twitched his mouth, feeling a little regretful at this moment.

If I knew it earlier, I should take out the blood for the spirit stone.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he regretted it this time.

"Unfortunately......"

In front of him, the man was still sighing, with a trace of longing on his face: "A drop of blood can be used as an elixir. I really don't know what kind of person this kind of power is."

"It would be great if I could become this powerful disciple."

"Yeah yeah."

Hearing this, the young man nodded in agreement.

He was walking around, listening to news coming from all around.

However, the news he heard was uniform.

No one found anything special, and the only gain was the remaining spiritual blood.

Some people speculate that the great power left early, and some people say that the great power was found and hidden in secret.

There are all kinds of claims, but none of them can produce valid evidence.

After patrolling around, seeing that no one doubted himself, the young man felt a little relieved.

Now that he had come out for a while, he thought about it, went outside to exchange some food, and then walked back.

Before long, he returned home.

In the room, the young man before that was still lying on the bed, his face was pale and looked very weak, like a dead person.

The teenager checked roughly, but he could find the opponent's breathing, and he could feel the blood circulation in the opponent's body.

This proves that the other party is still alive at the moment, but because of the serious injury, he has not awakened.

With a silent sigh, the boy began to work and prepare lunch.

As a traverser, his craftsmanship is not bad, but limited by the conditions and condiments, he can't do so exquisitely.

I can only say that I can speak up.

Thinking of the senior lying in the room, he deliberately made a mouthful of porridge and prepared to send it to the other party.

Although, judging by the performance of the other party, it is probably no longer necessary to eat, but what should be done is still to be done.

In this way, after the other party wakes up, he can take more care of them.

However, what he didn't expect was that after he entered the room, the person lying on the bedside was already awake.

Sitting alone on the head of the bed, Chen Heng struggled to get up and looked out the door.

There, the boy was standing alone with a bowl of porridge in his hands.

At this moment, looking at Chen Heng who was sitting on the bedside and awake, he seemed a little surprised and a little surprised, so he stood there blankly, still not able to react.

But soon, he reacted and immediately knelt on the ground, just bowing.

"I have seen seniors."

He looked respectful, and said so.

After traveling to this world for more than ten years, the arrogance and pride of being a traverser has long been smoothed out.

In this world, he has seen too many tragedies, and he already understands his position.

For the superior power, mortals like them are the most humble ants. If they dare to be disrespectful, they can be crushed to death by raising their hands without hesitation.

In the face of this class of people, no matter how respectful they are.

Looking at the decisive appearance of the young man, Chen Heng was a little surprised.

But then, like the other party, he was equally stunned.

He had just awakened, and his strength at this moment had been weakened to the extreme. Not only did his body collapse, he was approaching the limit, and even the soul was about to break.

However, the imprint of destiny in his body is still there, and the secret technique of the stars can still operate.

With the blessing of the Mark of Heaven, he quickly saw something unusual.

The boy in front of him has an ordinary appearance, only a little delicate, ordinary and not outstanding.

He was wearing an ordinary gray robe, and he didn't look anything special, but he seemed very calm.

However, in Chen Heng's eyes, the other party was far less simple than what he had seen on the surface.

A faint golden destiny emerged, covering the top of the opponent's head, forming a layer of clouds and mist, especially conspicuous.

And within that golden destiny, a faint cyan color appeared, and there was a vague sense of dignity, as if it had the power to change destiny, invisibly affecting the Quartet, particularly conspicuous.

Looking at this scene, Chen Heng was taken aback.

There is no doubt that this is the destiny, and it is the very rich destiny.

The cyan destiny was obviously much higher and stronger than the power of destiny that Chen Heng once had.

Compared with the two, the gap is huge.

This is a destiny who has strong luck and extremely majestic destiny.

At this moment, the power of destiny on the opponent's body had already begun to burn, gradually spreading outward.

Looking at this scene, a feeling of blazing heat emerged, emerging from the mark of fate.

Subsequently, Chen Heng's vision changed again.

I saw in the front, the power of destiny on the opponent's body gradually flourished, and a layer of invisible ripples spread all over, spreading to Chen Heng's body, entwining his entire destiny and containing it in the opponent's destiny.

Looking at this scene, Chen Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he took a deep look at the other party.

He understood why he appeared here.

The power of destiny in the opponent's body is too huge, so that once it blooms, it will instinctively affect the surrounding area, revealing all the surrounding factors that are beneficial to it.

Chen Heng will appear here, and most of it is also affected by the power of the opponent's destiny. In the dark, the opportunity will automatically come, being caught and found by the opponent.

From this point of view, when Chen Heng appears in this area, he will be found by the other party, which is basically a necessity.

After all, judging by the strong destiny of the opponent, once Chen Heng, who represents chance, appears, he will immediately be caught by the opponent.

I can't get away even if I want to run.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, as he understood why he was here.

On the opposite side, the young man's mood at the moment was a little nervous.

He knelt on the ground, bowed his head, not daring to look at Chen Heng ahead.

As time passed, Chen Heng never spoke, and his mood gradually fell, becoming more and more anxious.

But after a while, in front of him, Chen Heng's voice rang again after all.

"Get up first."

Looking at the boy, Chen Heng smiled and said softly.

To the boy, his voice was soft, and it sounded a unique affinity, which made people feel very cordial.

Listening to his words, the young man's heart suddenly relaxed.

Regardless of whether it is pretending, or the nature is good.

Since Chen Heng can show this appearance, it means that the other party is still willing to communicate with him and will not treat him as an ant.

For him, this is the best result.

"Where is this place?"

Watching the boy get up and lay on the bed, Chen Heng's face was pale and he spoke again.

"This is a wasteland."

The boy looked respectful and said.

"Wasteland?"

Chen Heng nodded, his face calm, so that people could not see his emotions.

Later, he continued to ask: "Tell me about the recent major events in this neighborhood."

"The big thing that happened recently?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, with some doubts, but he didn't hesitate at all, he spoke directly, telling each one.

He narrated the major events near the wasteland one by one, and at the end, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Heng.

If there is any major event in this place recently, then it must be the movement caused by Chen Heng when he first came to this large area.

From the boy's mouth, Chen Heng knew how much movement he made when he first came.

But Chen Heng didn't care about this either.

"Wasteland?"

Sitting on the head of the bed, he lowered his head, lost in thought.

From the boy's mouth, he also knows what the wasteland is.

Generally speaking, this can be regarded as a place dedicated to exile monks, many of whom were either monks in the past, or descendants and tribes of monks.

In this world, this is a remote place.

Chen Heng came to this place, but there are some benefits.

At least, don't worry about being discovered by the power of this world.

"There is hard work."

After thinking for a moment, he smiled, then waved his hand, and took out something: "In terms of the current situation, I am afraid I will have to nag in your place for some time."

"These are just accommodations."

He spoke softly and gave out what was in his hand.

Those were a few bottles of pills, and they weren't a good thing, just some ordinary panacea.

However, although it is not a good thing for Chen Heng, it is just right for the teenager in front of him.

With Chen Heng's eyes, one can naturally see the details of this young man.

In general, excluding the influence of the destiny, this young man's physique is very strong, but he does not have much cultivation.

These low-level spirit pills are just right for their use.

"No nagging, no nagging."

The young man looked respectful, looking at the bottles of spirit pills in front of him, his face suddenly showed joy.

Afterwards, he walked out of the room, allowing Chen Heng to rest quietly.

After walking out of the room, he couldn't wait to open the bottles of spirit pills and looked at them carefully.

Opening the bottle, a unique aura came out with a unique fragrance.

Asking about these flavors and feeling the unique aura contained in these medicinal pills, the boy was overjoyed.

"They are all first-class spirit pills."

He was overjoyed, and his face showed joy involuntarily.

The wasteland is called the wasteland because it is extremely barren, the aura is almost extinct, and it is extremely thin.

In such a place, spiritual grass cannot grow, spiritual material cannot be bred, let alone practice.

Therefore, in this place, the originally extremely precious Lingshi Lingdan is even more precious, and even if you want to obtain a little, you need to pay a great price.

A mortal like a young man, even if he sells his life, he can't get a spiritual stone.

But now, it was so easy to get so much.

At this moment, the young man knew in his heart.

If these spirit pills in his hand were taken out, it would be enough for countless people to fight for life and death, and save everything.

And these things are obviously not a big deal to the other party, they are just things that are just taken out to reward people, and they are not worth mentioning.

Big guy, really big guy.

If this thick leg is held well, the future gains will be obvious.

"unfortunately....."

Looking at these spirit pills, his face turned to show bitterness.

What if you have a spirit pill.

Waste body, this is not to talk about it.

With his physique, even if he absorbs more elixirs and spirit stones, it is just a waste, and he can't absorb them at all.

These things are better for others than for others.

Thinking of this, he sighed, then looked to the side.

There, the little girl was at a small wooden table, drinking porridge quietly.

Seeing the young man, she showed a cute expression on her face, which was very cute.

The boy couldn't help touching the girl's head and couldn't help but smile.

From the original world to this world, his parents were no longer there when he was very young, leaving him alone and wandering alone.

The little girl in front of me was picked up by him from outside ~lightnovelpub.net~ and was dragged by him all the way, almost regarded as half of his child.

Moreover, it is different from him.

The little girl's aptitude is very good. Although it is not clear how good it is, in the eyes of the teenager, it is better than some so-called geniuses, which is for sure.

These spirit pills, rather than giving him use, wasted, it was better to give her.

Thinking of this, he smiled on his face, then sat aside, picked up the tableware in his hand, and started eating.

And on the other side.

In the room, sitting alone on the big bed, Chen Heng checked his current situation.

The result of the inspection was very bad.

Through the passage, although he barely survived, he also paid a heavy price.

The situation on him at the moment was terrible and terrifying.

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