Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 655 Communication

As soon as he got the Xuejun Knife in his hand, Chen Chuan suddenly felt that he had established a deep connection with it.

If before it was just because the alienated organization in the knife was consistent with him, now there is a certain spiritual involvement, as if the knife is an extension of the self.

And with the spiritual communication, some kind of information was transmitted from the knife to his consciousness, and his eyes could not help but flash slightly.

At this moment, he already knew what this knife could do.

He stretched out his other hand to grasp the hilt of the knife, and just as he was about to pull it out, he paused. If that was really the case, he shouldn't try it here.

After thinking for a while, he took off his processing bureau certificate, then found the old-fashioned certificate and put it on. Then he went downstairs alone, found the Gard car in the parking lot, drove out of Wuyi College, and went directly onto the elevated road.

More than an hour later, he got off the viaduct and walked out of the city along West National Avenue. After walking for more than three quarters of an hour, he made sure that he was far enough away from the central city and stopped at a place.

After he got out of the car, he looked around and felt a little familiar, because this was the place where he had killed Zhao Qian and Chan Dao.

At this point, there is no longer any surveillance of the field.

At this moment, there were no people or vehicles passing by. The north and west sides of the central city were not full of industrial areas and factories like the south and southwest. Both sides of the National Avenue were a wilderness where armed bandits were hiding. Except for transport convoys, there were not many vehicles passing through here. Many people would rather choose to take an airship.

And this place is just right for him now.

He returned to the car, took out the Xuejun Knife, held the handle, reached out and gently wiped the scabbard, and the scabbard came out, and then a bright light flashed in the sunlight.

Almost in the next moment, wisps of light mist seemed to break free from their restraints and suddenly spread outwards, covering the area of ​​four or five meters around him.

At this moment, Chen Chuan could feel that through this knife, his spirit seemed to be vaguely connected to a certain place, but it was very vague, because there seemed to be a thick barrier blocking it, making it impossible for the two to be directly connected.

This barrier is omnipresent. Although his body can move freely inside it, his spirit seems to be firmly trapped inside.

He carefully felt the vague boundary, held the knife in one hand, and placed it horizontally to one side. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly swung it diagonally downward!
In an instant, a flash of blade light flashed through the air, and a shallow blade mark suddenly appeared in front of him.

The knife seemed to have cut a crack in the thick barrier, and immediately strands of light, like intermittent pebbles, seeped out from it.

He stared at the lights unconsciously and could sense a familiar feeling coming from the opposite side.

However, this crack seemed to be a shallow wound on the epidermis. It did not last too long. After only a few breaths, it slowly closed like a healing wound.

At this time, Chen Chuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised the Xuejun Sword high up again, this time holding it with both hands. After a moment, he shouted from his chest and slashed towards the empty space in front of him again!

This time, he poured most of his spiritual power into it. As the knife light drew an arc in the atmosphere, he seemed to hear something solid and dense being torn apart. After that, a brighter and wider crack suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyebrows and eyes were suddenly illuminated.

Light gushed out from there one after another. Although there was a force outside that was restraining it, there was also a force inside that was trying to expand outwards.

Chen Chuan maintained the posture of drawing his sword. He glanced and saw that the second self was showing obvious signs of weakening. Mentally, he could sense that an endless amount of essence was pouring in from the opposite side.

Behind the knife marks is indeed the world on the other side!
The Xuejun Sword combined with his own spirit and cut a crack in it!
But perhaps because of the constraints of the World Ring, he felt that this rift would not exist for too long, perhaps it would disappear after a while, so if he wanted to use this rift to practice for a long time, then there was only one way, that is to cross to the other side.

But once I get there, can I return to my original position smoothly?
He wasn't sure about that.

Moreover, there may be many beings on the other side. If he crosses over, there is no guarantee that he will have contact with them, so it may be impossible for him to practice in peace.

Just think about it, in the crack of Feiguang Island, if there was no senior who blocked the things coming from the opposite side for him, he would not be able to sit there safely, and he would probably be disturbed from time to time.

Not to mention, there may be a monitoring force jointly formed by the government and companies, with elite patrol interception personnel to prevent infiltration.

There are too many uncertainties, so even if you really decide to do this, you need to be prepared for everything.

But he has no plans to do so for now.

He stood opposite the rift, waiting quietly and transforming the essence coming from there.

The force supporting the crack could not stop the absorption and consolidation of the power of the World Ring. As time went by, the crack was slowly compressed and completely disappeared in about an hour. Chen Chuan watched the crack disappear in front of his eyes and thought about it. In theory, he could make another cut, and then he could achieve uninterrupted practice. However, he could feel a sense of fatigue coming from Xue Jun's sword, and the wisps of light mist surrounding him slowly retreated back into the sword.

This means that there is a certain price to pay for cutting open the crack, and it will not be possible to continue in a short period of time. After careful feeling, the Xuejun Sword should be able to recover within one or two days.

In this way, he could practice for more than an hour in two days. Although the time was not long, it was much better than practicing with incense and medicine. He also thought that if there were suitable supplements, the time might be shortened.

Here he immediately thought of something. Whether it is the mother shrimp or the active consciousness, a large part of their daily maintenance needs are high-energy nutrients. Maybe this thing is useful. He can try it after returning.

And judging from the current situation, the thing that has merged with the Snow Lord Sword should still be able to grow. When it becomes stronger, it should be able to create a larger crack and last longer.

But in this case, he might need to come out to practice for a while every one or two days, which is not a big problem for the time being.

He looked around and confirmed that there were no traces left. He took a few steps, bent down, picked up the scabbard, put the Xuejun Sword back into the sheath, then returned to the Gard car, started the car, and headed back towards the central city.

When he returned to Wuding District, it was already past three in the afternoon. He planned to stop by Lu Fang to check on Xiaojin's situation. However, while he was on the way, his phone rang. It was a call from the college, so he connected it.

Assistant Ling's voice rang out from the other side: "Teacher Chen, I'm Ling Jianxing. Do you have time now? I want to talk to you about something."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Is it about the college?"

Assistant Ling said: "Yes."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, I'll come right over."

He immediately turned the steering wheel and headed towards Xuan Gong Building.

Ten minutes later, he entered the underground parking lot through a dedicated passage, and took the elevator to the 90th floor according to the address given by Assistant Ling.

After the elevator door opened, he followed the guidance of a female assistant and entered an aerial garden with a huge dome. As soon as he came in, he felt that the air became unusually fresh, and he could hear the sounds of gurgling streams and melodious birdsong.

Assistant Ling was standing in front waiting for him. He had strands of white hair on his temples and a neatly trimmed beard. He had a smile on his face and was wearing a dark grey imported suit. Judging from his appearance, he was a very mature and charming man.

He asked the female teaching assistant to leave, and then gestured to a bench with green plants on the side: "Teacher Chen, please sit down."

Chen Chuan walked over, and he took a drink, walked over, and handed it to Chen Chuan, "This is Guzhenjiang, a treasure from the fusion land. I like it very much. Teacher Chen, why don't you try it."

Chen Chuan took it and took a sip. He felt a sense of fullness, which made his alienated tissue excited. He seemed to like the contents very much. He commented, "It's really good."

Assistant Ling smiled, turned around and took two steps, then sat down on the bench opposite Chen Chuan. He held the cup and said, "It's already September 10th, and in a few days, the Linax diplomatic team will be here. I'm sure Mr. Chen knows this.

This time, there will be a college team in the diplomatic delegation, including dozens of teachers and students. The college has already received the notice. During this visit, they may have a friendly exchange activity with us. "

As he spoke, he took a sip from the cup, then said, "It's mainly exchanges between students, but exchanges between teachers are not excluded. The conflict between our Dashun and the Linax Federation has always existed, and the competition between the secret and the open has never stopped. And this exchange is happening in our homeland, so we must not lose."

He looked at Chen Chuan and said, "So I want to add you, Teacher Chen, to the list of exchange teachers. I wonder if you are willing?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "This matter is not something I can decide. In addition to being Wu Yi's teacher, I am also the investigation supervisor of the processing bureau. I have my own task priorities. I can only say that if time and conditions permit, then I don't mind communicating with the other party."

Assistant Ling smiled and said, "That's great." He nodded, "Here is a list of students. Director Chen, please take a look and see if there is anything wrong."

Chen Chuan took a look at the name list sent to him and found that all of them were students with relatively high academic performance in Wuyi College, including Wei Dong's name.

He said: "I have no opinion. In fact, Assistant Ling should not ask me about this matter. I am just a teacher here at the college, and as the investigation director of the handling bureau, I am not responsible for the college's affairs."

Assistant Ling put the cup down and said with a smile: "In that case, I won't bother Teacher Chen with the school's affairs, but I personally have something I want to discuss with Teacher Chen."

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(End of this chapter)