The surging divine power is surging, waves of light flowers are dancing, rippling here and spreading in all directions.

Not long after, a blue ark crossed the sky and cut through the sky.

Chen Changming came to a bustling place.

"Is this Danzhou?"

Chen Changming looked in front of him.

Standing in front of you is a prosperous scene. The surroundings look very prosperous and beautiful, and the people inside are very lively.

Thick crowds of people were walking among them, including many monks.

"Qinghua still has something to do and needs to leave for a while. If you are interested, senior, you can take a walk around first."

Looking at Chen Changming, Song Qinghua was dressed in red with an apologetic look on his face.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Changming smiled and his attitude was very kind.

The girl in red in front of me was very well prepared along the way and took care of everything in an orderly manner.

Now that he is here, he naturally has no reason to continue nagging.

Besides, what he wants to do next is not suitable for others to do together.

"In that case, I will take my leave first."

With an apology on her face, Song Qinghua said softly to Chen Changming: "I'll meet up with the seniors again in a few days."

"Go ahead."

Chen Changming nodded and did not continue talking.

He watched Song Qinghua and others leave, then turned around and looked ahead alone.

The surrounding scene was very lively, but the road he was looking at at this moment was empty and seemed very quiet and thin.

He stood there, thought for a while, and then walked towards that road.

As we move forward, time passes slowly.

The surrounding lights shone on Chen Changming's body, illuminating him brightly and making him look very dazzling.

As he moved forward, slowly, he came to a dark area.

Surrounded by dilapidated buildings, there seemed to be very few people around, making the place seem quiet.

"A deserted city of Dan"

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind, and then he continued to move forward according to the vague memory in his mind.

In front, bursts of chirping passed by, and faintly, the chirping of birds could be heard, echoing in the ears, making it appear very loud.

Listening to this voice, Chen Changming's heart moved and he looked forward.

It was a dilapidated place with a shop still open.

Without much hesitation, Chen Changming walked directly into it.

"What do guests need?"

Walking into it, a voice of aging sounded. The voice sounded very weak, like a person who is about to die, looking extremely weak.

"What do you have here?"

Chen Changming looked forward, looked at the counter, and spoke like this.

I saw in front, in front of the counter, an old man sitting there.

The old man looked very old, at least seventy or eighty from the appearance. For a mortal, he was already at the age when he was about to be buried.

The old man in front of him was not a monk. He had no traces of spiritual practice on his body. He was just a mortal.

He was wearing gray clothes, his face was kind, his figure was a little stooped, and he looked like he was half buried in the ground. At this moment, he looked at Chen Changming with a pair of cloudy eyes.

Feeling the old man's gaze, Chen Changming's face was calm, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

Something is wrong.

He felt something was wrong.

Among the scenes he had seen before, there was a scene where Song San came to this shop and met the old man.

But if nothing else goes wrong, that scene should have happened fifty years later.

It has been such a long time. If he was really a mortal, he would have rotted away long ago, and even his body would have melted away.

But the old man in front of him is still alive and well, and he doesn't even look any different.

Such a strong contrast is shocking.

Obviously, this old man is not an ordinary person, but a monk with great cultivation.

But it was this that surprised Chen Changming.

He couldn't feel the divine aura on the old man's body.

In his perception, the old man in front of him seemed like an ordinary mortal, nothing unusual at all. He was just sitting there, exuding an aura of aging, as if he was about to be buried.

"It can make me unable to detect the slightest trace at this moment. Even at the level of gods and demons, it is difficult to achieve."

Chen Changming's body froze, and he realized something was wrong.

Although he has re-cultivated in Nirvana, he still retains some of the spiritual awareness he once had at the level of gods and demons.

Normally, that would be fine, but with his full detection, it would be impossible for him not to detect traces unless he was a real god or demon.

But the old man in front of him was different. He was integrated into his senses, forming a cycle with the surrounding world. His aura was extremely natural, and he looked like a mortal.

If he hadn't glimpsed part of the future through Destiny earlier, I'm afraid Chen Changming would have been deceived by it.

A god and demon?

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Changming felt awe-inspiring in his heart. At this time, he no longer knew what to say.

Only now did he truly understand the terror of a Son of Destiny.

In the future, Song Jue will be full of gods and demons along the way.

The previous Gu Zhong, plus the old man in front of me, these are the two statues.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but on the surface, Chen Changming still maintained his calmness. He just looked at the old man in front of him with a smile on his face, and his behavior was very ordinary, without anything unusual.

"Unlike other places, my place specializes in selling special things."

Under Chen Changming's gaze, the old man's face was calm, with a kind smile on his face. He looked at Chen Changming in front of him: "This store was handed down from my ancestors. There is nothing special about the things in it. It's just that I'm young."

It’s just some things I found through time and practice.”

"If you think it's interesting, just pick out a few pieces and have a look. Ten spiritual stones will be enough for each piece."

He had a kind face and spoke like this.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would be leaving at this moment.

A mere mortal, what is the value of the things he gained through experience in his youth? He dares to offer ten spiritual stones?

But Chen Changming didn't think so.

If the person in front of you is not an ordinary person, but a strong man who is suspected of being in the realm of gods and demons, then the price of ten spiritual stones is too cheap.

The things left behind by a god and demon when he was young, even if they are just ordinary objects, are definitely more than ten spiritual stones, and their value is much higher.

This price can be said to give latecomers a huge advantage.

Chen Changming looked calm and nodded silently, then turned around and looked behind him.

In the old shop, wooden cabinets are erected one after another, and there are some objects placed on them, scattered and scattered, with no rules or rules, just placed randomly.

At first glance, even Chen Changming thought it was ordinary and didn't feel anything wrong.

These things looked ordinary, like ordinary objects, nothing strange at all.

But that's obviously not going to be the case.

Chen Changming slowly moved forward and walked to the front.

Then he looked at a statue.

In his sight, the statue looked like someone. The carving was of a man wearing armor, but it was a little incomplete. The head was missing and only the lower half of the body was left.

Looking at this thing, Chen Changming was convinced.

"Sure enough, it's still there."

In his previous impression, in the scene Tianming saw, Song San seemed to have finally chosen this severed head statue.

In this case, given the destiny of the child, it is probably not wrong to choose this thing.

Without any hesitation, Chen Changming stretched out his hand and held the statue.

A feeling of heaviness came over me.
To be continued...