Chapter 77 Playing the Sword and Singing a Long Song

Daliang City was bustling with people.

Chen Zong walked on the quaint and wide street, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, feeling in a trance.

Here, in the space-time fragments?

Although I've heard Qingtian Juggernaut say it, but when I actually meet him personally, I feel an incredible feeling.

Space-time fragments!

It's like a fantasy, but it's not a fantasy, so real, Chen Zong even tried to talk to the shopkeepers on the side of the street, it was completely normal.

This can't help but make Chen Zong feel a strange feeling, as if he lives here, without the slightest feeling of being out of place, just born and raised in this city.

It's a very strange feeling, obviously it's my own body, I have all my memories, nothing is lost, but it just feels like I was born and bred in this city, and soon Chen Zong felt that his own strength disappeared, Can't feel it anymore.

Ordinary people, now they are ordinary people, not only can't sense the heaven and earth in the human body, even the powerful Hunyuan mind force has also disappeared.

After clenching his fists, Chen Zong felt that the powerful strength of his body was gone, and what was left was very ordinary strength, which might be better than ordinary people who have not exercised. It belongs to the level of regular exercise, but it is still not beyond normal human boundaries.

So, where is this place?

Why do I have a familiar feeling, as if I was born and raised here, but I don't have any memory about this city.

The daze is only temporary, Chen Zong has experienced too many things, ups and downs, a sword heart has already been honed to be extremely pure and tough, but the sword heart is invisible and intangible, it is not a power with ordinary cultivation, but It is a special force. It cannot make oneself stronger, but it will prevent oneself from being easily confused by foreign objects, stick to one's heart and strengthen one's own spirit, and make the path of seeking Tao more firm.

Therefore, even though all his cultivation is gone here, Jianxin remains the same.

Next, Chen Zong began to inquire about all kinds of information about the city. The inquiring was very detailed. Calculated according to the rising and falling of the sun, it took several days to fully understand it.

This city is called Daliang City, and it is the capital of the Daliang Kingdom. The ruler of the Daliang Kingdom loves romance and pleasure, so poetry, music, and singing and dancing are very popular, but these are not what Chen Zong is interested in. What Chen Zong is really interested in is The cultivation system, especially related to the sword.

I found out after many inquiries,

In Daliang, there are also people who practice martial arts, and swordsmanship is one of them. Just because they practice swordsmanship, they are personable and elegant. , you can make a lot of fame, and you are very popular with those girls in the boudoir.

However, Chen Zong has also seen the so-called literati's swordsmanship with his own eyes, but he just learned it for the arty.

If it is said that it is very good-looking, then its combat effectiveness is not even half a point.

This level of swordsmanship made Chen Zong very helpless.

Is this a chance?

Do you want to leave here?

Since it's safe to come, take a closer look, after all, it's only been a few days, even if you understand it, it's not comprehensive enough.

Then, just spend a few more days looking at it, if there is really no gain, you can only leave, just wasting the market energy of the three sub-sages.

However, no one can guarantee that the chance of space-time fragments is suitable for them.

After continuing to explore, Chen Zong discovered one more thing, those who walked out of Daliang City disappeared, because outside Daliang City, there was an illusory distortion, and when they walked out of Daliang City, they would fall into the illusory distortion and disappear, as if they were swallowed .

It gave Chen Zong the feeling that there seemed to be some kind of terrifying demon in the illusory distortion. Standing at the city gate, a few meters away from the illusory distortion, he could feel a kind of horror, a great terror, as if If you step into it by yourself, you will die. It is a real death.

But the people in Daliang City didn't seem to feel anything, as if they didn't know the danger. After a few days, Chen Zong saw dozens of people leave the city gate and disappear into the twisted illusion.

Could it be that they are not in any danger?

try?

Chen Zong didn't dare, just because the closer he was to the illusory distortion, the stronger the sense of danger would be.

Space-time fragments!

Suddenly, Chen Zong seemed to understand the true meaning of time and space fragments.

The time-space fragments in the unknowable land should all be part of a complete time-space. The complete time-space is like a complete disc, and the time-space fragments are like a fragment of a broken disc.

This Daliang City is one of the fragments of a certain complete time and space, and it is only limited to this city, as if it has become a simple and incomplete reincarnation.

When he realized this, Chen Zong was inexplicably touched, but when he wanted to investigate, he disappeared like a trace, and it was difficult to trace any mystery.

So, is the opportunity here just those illusory distortions?

After studying for several days in a row, Chen Zong got nothing, not only that, he didn't even have the slightest feeling, so he could only give up.

If it's really a chance, with my own understanding, it is impossible to get nothing, at least there will be a little bit of induction, after all, my understanding has not been affected here.

Do you really want to leave here?

Chen Zong would not feel sorry for wasting three sub-sage-level qi, the most important thing is to be suitable for himself, but there is always a certain feeling in his heart, it seems that he should not leave here, but should continue to stay , will definitely gain something.

As night fell and the lights came on, Chen Zong was thinking while walking, but he didn't deliberately go where he was walking, and walked to the edge of the water without knowing it. There seemed to be a clear and pleasant voice passing through The sky came into the ears, but the voice was subtle, if there was nothing.

Chen Zong subconsciously gathered his mind and listened carefully, and the voice gradually became clear in the wind.

The sound is clear, sweet, and sonorous. Based on Chen Zong's many years of sword practice experience, he immediately judged that this is someone fencing or flicking the sword with his fingers. One, but it will not be scattered, but there is a certain order, like a piece of music.

As he listened, Chen Zong made more judgments. The finger force between flicking the sword is strong, he can control his own power freely, and it runs smoothly, and his attainments in swordsmanship should be good, no, it should be called Superb.

For a moment, Chen Zong felt a little interest in his heart, and a corresponding look appeared on his face, staring ahead, listening to several flower boats in the middle of the river, brightly lit, swaying figures, singing and dancing, but those All the sounds were automatically filtered out by Chen Zong, except for the melodious sound of the sword's cry, which was sent to the ears along the night wind by the river.

Chen Zong's eyes turned, but he was looking for something. Immediately, his eyes lit up slightly, and he stepped forward with a sharp increase in speed. He was as vigorous as a cheetah and as swift as the wind. There was a burst of exclamation, just because the speed was extremely fast, and it seemed to jump into the river.

Is it because of what you can't think about?

But in an instant, the falling Chen Zong stepped on an uninhabited small boat, which was only three meters long and only about one meter wide, like a leaf.

When Chen Zong jumped down, the boat sank slightly, and layers of ripples swayed under the night, making a faint sound of water.

Then, under Chen Zong's strength, Xiao Zhou headed towards the flower boat in the middle of the river that made the sound of flicking swords.

Although he lost his powerful cultivation base, even the amazing physical cultivation base strength was gone, and what was left was the strength that was better than ordinary people who had exercised regularly, but he had no control over his own strength. Lose, that is instinct.

Under the control of such extraordinary and holy power, Chen Zong can burst out with faster speed and stronger power without hurting himself. At that moment, Chen Zong can compete with the cheetah in speed at his own expense. Running horses competed for endurance, and tigers competed for strength.

For ordinary people, this is a superhuman existence, an irresistible monster.

But what Chen Zong is really good at is swordsmanship.

The speed of the small boat is not too fast, but the river is not very vast. Not long after, Chen Zong arrived at the place where the flower boat was located, jumped up, his body was as light as a flying swallow across the sky, and landed on the flower boat. The voice is subtle.

"Who?"

"Who are you?"

After all, it is the body of an ordinary person, no matter how well the power is controlled, it is still impossible to avoid the eyes of everyone and be discovered.

In an instant, several big men with big arms, round waists, and thick bodies, who seemed to be able to run horses on their arms, surrounded them with refined copper sticks, their tiger eyes glared, and their fierce appearance was enough to make ordinary people feel timid, but it was useless to Chen Zong.

"Where is the person who played the sword and the long song just now?" Chen Zong asked after sweeping his eyes, but he couldn't find anyone.

"Are you here to find Mr. Chen?" One of the big men who seemed to be the leader asked in surprise.

"If he is the one who just played the sword and the long song, then he is right." Chen Zong responded calmly, his eyes flashed, and suddenly the leader's mind was frightened for no reason, as if It was terrifying to be torn apart and pierced by the brilliance of those eyes.

Could it be that this person is a master of swordsmanship like Mr. Chen?

Thinking of this, he dared not offend. You must know that scholars with superb swordsmanship in Daliang have a high status. If they are offended, there will be absolutely no good end.

Soon, Chen Zong saw the Young Master Chen they were talking about. That Young Master Chen was born very handsome, he could be called a handsome man, and his temperament was also very extraordinary. Hua's feeling, but at this moment, this Mr. Chen is embracing the beauty on the left and right, his eyes are hazy from drunk, and the sword is put aside.

Chen Zong sat down at Mr. Chen's invitation without the slightest politeness, and drank with him.

This wine is one of Chen Zong's favorites, but Chen Zong has no luck with that beauty.