Fantasy Simulator Chapter 145: Juvenile (No. 1

"What kind of cultivation is this person?"

Wipe the young man clean and put on clean clothes. The young man stands in the room, thinking about this problem.

Strictly speaking, this question is very important.

The problem with him is serious.

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

Judging from the situation he has inquired about over the years, if you want to solve this problem, the average monk can't do it at all.

Anything that can be done must be a very strong 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, 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.

Want to get the other party to take action and help him embark on the path of spiritual practice, but it 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 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 urged his little sister not to let other people come in, and not to disclose 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 about 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. Someone fell in midair and fell into the dense forest.

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

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

"Can someone find that senior?"

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

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

The man chuckled, and then he 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 this is enough."

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

"The fallen senior, I don't know what cultivation level he is. The blood flowing out of his body is rare spiritual blood. It is said that even if it is just an ordinary drop of blood, it will be comparable to an elixir after refining, and it is very extraordinary. "

"There is speculation nearby that the senior may be a great man."

"Great energy."

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

"A great power, how can he come to us in good order?"

He smiled and said.

The wasteland is the most deserted place, and the aura around it is thin.

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

No one wants to come over on weekdays.

"Who knows?"

The person shook his head before: "Maybe there is a special reason."

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

"But those spiritual blood are all good things."

Speaking of 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, thinking of the bloodstains 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.

It's even more than that.

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

At the time, he was afraid that these bloodstains would be discovered by others, so he directly disposed of them without leaving any traces.

But now I want to come...

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.

I knew it a long time ago, and I should take out the blood for spirit stones.

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

"It's a pity..."

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 it 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, the only gain was the spiritual blood left over.

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.

Walking around, seeing that no one doubts him, the boy feels a little relieved.

Since he had already come out, he thought about it, went outside to exchange some food, and then walked back.

It didn't take long before he returned home.

In the room, the previous youth was still lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he looked very weak, like a dead person.

The young man took a general check, but he could find the other person's breathing, and he could feel the blood circulation in the other person's body.

This proves that the opponent is still alive at the moment, but because of the serious injury, he hasn't awakened yet.

Sighed silently, the boy began to work, preparing 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, there is probably no need to eat anymore, but there is still something to be done.

In this way, after the other party wakes up, I 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 on the bed alone, 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 unable to react.

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

"Meet the seniors."

He said with a respectful face.

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 you dare to be disrespectful, you can run it to death by just raising your hand without any hesitation.

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

Looking at the boy's decisive appearance, Chen Heng was a little surprised.

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

Just waking up, his strength at this moment has been weakened to the extreme, not only has his body collapsed, he is approaching the limit, and even the soul is about to be broken.

However, the imprint of destiny in his body is still there, and the Star Secret Art can still operate.

Under the blessing of the Mark of Destiny, he quickly saw something unusual.

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

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

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

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

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

Looking at this scene, Chen Heng was taken aback.

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

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

The gap between the two is huge.

This is a destiny with strong luck and extremely majestic destiny.

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

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

Then, 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 fate 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 large, so that once it becomes full, it will instinctively affect the surrounding area, revealing all the surrounding factors that are beneficial to it.

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

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, will be caught by the opponent immediately.

I can't escape even if I want to run.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, as he understood the reason for his presence here.

On the other side, the young man's mood at the moment is a little nervous.

He knelt on the ground, bowed his head, afraid to look at Chen Heng in front of him.

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

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

"Get up first."

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

To the teenager, 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.

It doesn't matter 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?"

Looking at the young man getting up and lying on the bed, Chen Heng's face was pale, and he spoke again.

"This is a wasteland."

The young man spoke respectfully and said.

"Wasteland?"

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

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

"What 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 them one by one.

He narrated the major events in the vicinity of the wasteland one by one. 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 also knows how much movement he made when he first arrived.

However, 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 is a place dedicated to exile monks. Many of them were either monks or their descendants and clans.

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 at your place for some time."

"These are considered accommodations."

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

Those are a few bottles of elixirs, and they are not good things, just some ordinary elixirs.

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 has a very strong body, but he does not have much cultivation.

These low-level elixirs 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 comes out with a unique fragrance.

Questioning about these flavors and feeling the unique aura contained in these medicinal pills, the young man felt happy.

"They are all first-class panacea."

He was overjoyed, and his face was involuntarily happy.

The reason why the wasteland is called the wasteland is because it is extremely deserted, the aura is almost extinct, and it is extremely thin.

In this kind of 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.

Now, it's so easy to get so much.

At this moment, the young man is clear in his heart.

As for the spirit pills in his hand, if it 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 to take 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.

"It's a pity..."

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

What if you have a pill.

Scrap 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 cannot 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 is at a small wooden table, drinking porridge quietly there.

Looking at the young man, she showed a cute expression on her face, which looked 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 gone when he was very young, leaving him alone.

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

Moreover, different from him.

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

These elixirs, instead of using them for him, are wasted, it is better to give them to her.

Thinking of this, he smiled on his face, then sat aside, picked up the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, 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 is very bad.

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

The situation on his body at the moment is terribly frightening.

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