Fantasy Simulator

"The influence on the Destiny also accounts for a large part of the score of the simulator."

Lying on the bed, Chen Heng nodded secretly, the thought flashed through his mind.

For the rules of the simulator, he has been exploring.

Then, he continued to look in front of him.

In front of him, lines of writing appeared.

In this simulation, he has gained a lot. Not to mention the exercises and secrets he has obtained, just the gains from the simulation points, there are more than 7,000 points.

With more than 7,300 simulation points, plus what he had left before, the number of simulation points on his body at this moment has reached 9,000.

A full 9,000 simulation points, this number has greatly surpassed the past, and the acquisition has supported him to do some things.

"Will it consume 2,000 simulation points to open a new world?"

In front of him, faint handwriting appeared again.

Looking at the handwriting that appeared in front of him, Chen Heng couldn't help frowning.

"two thousand?"

He was a little puzzled.

At the end of the last simulation, he also had the option to open a new world.

Only at that time, it seemed that only a thousand simulation points were needed.

But this time, it turned into two thousand.

why is that?

"Is it also adding multiples?"

At this moment, this thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind.

Seemingly aware of the thoughts in his mind, in his mind, an instinctive feedback of information came out.

"I see."

Feeling the instinctive feedback from the simulator, Chen Heng suddenly realized.

It is not the addition of multiples, but the difference of the world.

According to the rules of the simulator, the more powerful the world, the more simulation points it needs to open.

This time Chen Heng needed more points to open the new world than the last time, just simply because the world opened this time was stronger than the Azure Realm.

After understanding this rule, Chen Heng suddenly realized.

"Turn on."

Without much hesitation, Chen Heng nodded and chose to agree.

Two thousand simulation points is not a small number. If it was before, he still needs to hesitate.

But now, the simulation points in his hand have swelled to nine thousand, so naturally he doesn't need to hesitate any more.

A mere 2,000 simulation points, just open it directly.

This thought flashed through his mind? Then he directly agreed.

As he chose to agree? In front of him, the number representing the analog point changed rapidly? From the original number of 9,000 to 7,000.

"Congratulations on unlocking the new world."

"The Sanctuary World has been opened."

"Sanctuary World?"

Looking at the name that appeared in front of him? Chen Heng was a little surprised.

Sanctuary world, this world is judging from the name? It can't tell its background style.

It seems that you still need to go in and see for yourself to know.

After the new world opened, Chen Heng continued to look in front of him.

Next? It's the more exciting part.

In front of him? With Chen Heng's gaze, a large turntable slowly appeared, just like that.

On the big turntable, there are blocks of different colors placed there? There seems to be a phantom on it? It attracted Chen Heng's eyes.

These are all that he had obtained in the Sky Blue Realm before.

At this moment, these things are on the big turntable in front of him, waiting for him to regain it.

Without any hesitation, Chen Heng directly chose to start.

In front of you? The large turntable turns slowly.

Twenty simulation points were deducted in a blink of an eye, but they were completely ignored by Chen Heng.

For Chen Heng at this moment? A mere 20 simulation points is nothing? There is no way to make him frown.

With the analog point deduction, the big turntable slowly rotates.

An inexplicable force began to spread.

Under Chen Heng's gaze, the pointer on the large turntable kept turning? It started to stop slowly again.

"Get the Swallowing Scripture of the True Monarch Chen Yu..."

In front of him? Faint handwriting appeared.

Chen Heng immediately frowned.

Swallowing the Heavenly Scripture, this scripture has already been remembered by him, and at this moment, with his return, it has been brought back directly by him.

That is to say, the big turntable this time is purely redundant and has no use at all.

A wasted opportunity.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then his face was expressionless, and he continued to turn the big turntable.

In front of him, the large turntable continued to rotate, and the pointer on it was spinning rapidly.

"Get the Xiantian Pill of True Monarch Chen Yu."

The faint handwriting appeared again.

Then, a bottle of medicinal pill appeared in Chen Heng's hand instantly.

The medicine pill is contained in a cyan jade bottle, which looks very beautiful.

In the jade bottle, there are roughly ten Xiantian Pills.

"Xiantian Dan?"

Chen Heng nodded: "It's still good."

In the previous world, Chen Heng, as a true monarch, scoured a large number of spiritual pills and spiritual materials.

This Xiantian Dan is one of them, which is quite good.

The so-called Xiantian Pill is the most basic of the innate spiritual pills. Taking the Xiantian Pill can warm up the physique, make the body strong, and even to a certain extent, it has the effect of increasing aptitude.

Of course, this effect is very weak, not very strong, it can only be regarded as an incidental effect.

However, this cannot deny the value of this pill.

"not bad."

Chen Heng nodded.

In his collection, Xiantian Dan is not the best, but it is quite a good thing.

Forty simulation points to exchange for this is definitely a gain.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Heng continued to turn the big turntable.

"Get the Spirit Stone of True Monarch Chen Yu."

Several spirit stones appeared in Chen Heng's hands.

The spirit stones don't look very big. Each piece is about the size of a baby's fist. It looks crystal clear and very beautiful, like a beautiful gem.

This is the hard currency in the Azure Realm, and it contains a lot of spiritual power. Whether it is forging magical tools, engraving divine patterns, or refining medicinal pills, it needs to be widely used.

Looking at the few spirit stones in his hand, Chen Heng was speechless.

In front of him is the third time he has turned the big turntable, and he has spent a full 160 simulation points.

With the value of 80 simulation points, I exchanged these few spirit stones...

Needless to say, blood loss.

He shook his head secretly, then continued to turn.

"Get the Qi Refining Pill from True Monarch Chen Yu."

This time the result is similar to the last time, just a few bottles of refining pills.

This thing, like the spirit stone, is the most basic thing that can be used to assist in cultivation.

Looking at the bottles of Qi refining pills in his hand, Chen Heng lowered his head and looked at his balance.

After four spins, he had more than 6,000 simulation points left.

It's just that at this time, the number of analog points required by the turntable has also increased.

For the next spin, all you need is three hundred and twenty analog points.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Heng chose to continue turning.

"Get the martial arts cultivation of True Monarch Chen Yu..."

Faint handwriting appeared before his eyes.

This time, a smile appeared on Chen Heng's face.

A golden light flickered, and along with Chen Heng's thoughts, a change quickly occurred in him.

On his body, majestic power emerged, and in almost a short period of time, it quickly increased, reaching a level that was unmatched in the past.

Every move is like being able to tear apart tigers and leopards, one person slaughtering an army.

Compared with Chen Heng's previous strength, it was one sky and one earth.

"not bad."

Feeling the powerful power that recharged from his body, Chen Heng nodded secretly.

In the previous simulation world, compared to his powerful True Monarch cultivation, his Martial Dao cultivation was not high, it was just a clear state of Martial Dao.

This strength, compared with the true monarch, is nothing at all, one heaven and one earth.

But if it is compared with Chen Heng's original cultivation, it is another matter.

His body, the strength is just perfect forging, and is tempering the body of the rock.

Compared with the strength of martial arts, it is also nothing.

"However, the form of expression seems to be different..."

Getting up from the bed, Chen Heng roughly felt the situation on his body, and then made such a judgment.

Unlike when he was in the Azure Realm, at this moment, he did not have many of the characteristics that martial arts should have, but only pure power.

It seems that because of the difference in the world, the cultivation base transformed by the simulator is directly added to his body strength and essence.

In other words, at this moment, Chen Heng's physical strength is only comparable to a martial artist with a clear martial arts.

But even so, he is still an ordinary martial artist with a perfect body, and is still in the stage of condensing his martial body.

It's just that this martial artist is a bit special. Although he has not yet condensed his martial body, it is estimated that one hand can knock down a martial artist who has condensed his martial body.

Even a bad one might kill someone.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and then continued to look in front of him.

After this draw, if you want to continue drawing, the consumption of points will be even greater.

From three hundred and two to six hundred and four.

Chen Heng can still support the consumption of this point, but it is already a bit uneconomical.

There are a lot of things in his simulation body in the Azure Realm, but the value of them can exceed 600 simulation points, that is, those things.

Some secret treasures on his body, or, perhaps, the cultivation of his true monarch.

In addition, the rest of the things, the value can not exceed these 600 simulation points.

And the possibility of drawing these things in a single draw is too small.

If you draw a few more spirit stones or something, it will be blood loss.

Chen Heng believes that he is not a European emperor, so it is enough to stop, and this is the end.

This thought flashed through his mind and ended the lottery.

As his thoughts flashed by, in front of him, the outline of the big turntable slowly disappeared.

However, the writing in front of him did not end.

"I checked the original imprint, is it transformed?"

As the handwriting appeared, a purple mark appeared in front of Chen Heng.

This imprint is complex, and it seems to contain some kind of unique mysterious power, revealing the unique and incomparable mystery of destiny.

Chen Heng is very familiar with this thing and has used it many times in the past few hundred years.

"Mark of Destiny..."

Looking at the purple mark in front of him, Chen Heng muttered to himself, then looked in front of him.

In the introduction of the simulator, the name of this imprint of destiny is the imprint of origin.

But I don't know what's special about it.

However, looking at the imprint in front of him, Chen Heng did not hesitate, and directly chose to transform.

Previously in the Azure Realm, there was no doubt about the help that the Seal of Destiny gave him.

If there is no seal of destiny to see through the power of destiny and destiny, he can't do so many things, and naturally he can't get so many simulation points.

Moreover, the Seal of Destiny and the Secret Art of the Star are in the same vein. If there is no Seal of Destiny, many of the Secret Art of the Star that Chen Heng has mastered will be greatly reduced in effect.

If there is really no way to do it, but now that it is possible to bring it back, he naturally will not hesitate.

As his thoughts flashed by, in front of him, the handwriting that was originally standing slowly disappeared and faded.

What emerged after that was Chen Heng's remaining simulated point tree.

After several lottery draws, Chen Heng still had more than 6,000 points left.

These points are already abundant, and all the gains from Chen Heng's past simulations are not that many.

Only at this moment, with the flash of purple light, these analog dots are disappearing like crazy, dropping rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the numbers on them are beating rapidly.

In just a short moment, the number above was reduced by a large amount, directly by 2,000.

Chen Heng's eyelids couldn't help but jump, Rao was already prepared, and this moment was a little unexpected.

This time the conversion of the simulator did not give detailed consumption figures.

Before that, Chen Heng didn't care.

But now, looking at the dwindling number of simulation points in front of him, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

This time conversion, won't you... have to use up your simulation points, right?

This thought flashed through his mind, and his heart jumped at this moment.

Under his gaze, in front of him, the number of simulated points dropped rapidly, at an extremely fast speed.

And along with the reduction in the number of simulation points, the familiar feeling also rises again.

At this moment, Chen Heng could feel the changes in his body.

A feeling that was so familiar once again resurfaced.

The interweaving of destiny manifested in his eyes again.

With the transformation of the seal of destiny, the vision in front of him became clearer, and he could see more and more things.

However, with all this, the number of simulation points in front of him continued to decline.

At this moment, after a period of consumption, the number of simulation points on his body dropped rapidly, and it was already reduced to about 3,000.

But fortunately, at this time, the speed of the reduction of simulation points finally slowed down.

The worst outcome did not happen.

After the transformation of the Imprint of Destiny ended, there were still over a thousand simulation points left on Chen Heng.

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Looking at the simulation points left in the early 1000s, Chen Heng felt a sigh of relief.

The reduction of simulation points is nothing to him.

After all, money is made to be spent, and the same goes for simulation points.

As long as he can spend the simulation points in the right places, it's nothing to him.

What he was afraid of before was that the analog point on his body would go to zero directly.

That's a bit of a hassle.

If the simulation point is reset to zero, then even the ticket to enter the simulation world has become a big problem.

By then, it would be really troublesome.

It's okay now, although a lot has been lost, at least it hasn't returned to zero.

As long as it doesn't return to zero, with his previous experience, Chen Heng is confident that he can earn back the lost simulation points in repeated simulations.

"Counting the numbers, in order to transform a seal of destiny, it took a full 5,000 simulation points..."

Standing still, Chen Heng made a rough calculation.

Before that, he still had more than 6,000 simulation points left.

But now, after the simulation, there are only over a thousand left.

The consumption of this is really a bit scary.

However, after the transformation, Chen Heng did feel the change.

On his body, the purple imprint of destiny has reappeared and is closely connected with him.

At this moment, Chen Heng had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

After the transformation of the simulator, this imprint of destiny seems to have been completely bound to him and become a part of him.

After that, even if he entered other simulated worlds, he could go with this mark.

This feeling is somewhat inexplicable, but at this moment, there is no way to verify it.

At this moment, Chen Heng has other things to do.

Standing where he was, he recalled what happened before the simulation, then silently turned around and left the room.

Leaving the room, he left the rock

Martial arts, casually walked to a street.

Standing beside the street, he looked forward and looked at it casually.

The street in front of me is the most ordinary place, with many pedestrians walking on it, and it seems that their steps are in a hurry.

Counting the time, this time seems to be the rush hour, and there are many pedestrians in various places on their way to work.

Chen Heng stared at them with just one glance.

With the activation of the imprint of destiny, the secret technique of the stars works.

In the world, scenes that were invisible to ordinary people were quickly opened to Chen Heng.

The threads of fate are intertwined, constantly covering the air, forming a huge network of fate.

On the bodies of those people, dark gray air emerged, vaguely seeming to have an ominous feeling.

"This is....."

Looking at the entangled breath above the heads of these people in front of him, Chen Heng was stunned for a moment.

Those dim gray air, nothing but death.

The seal of destiny can see through the number of destiny, and what it can see is not only the power of destiny, but also the energy of death.

If a person encounters the doom of mortal death, under the feedback of fate, it will reflect on himself, forming layers of black death energy.

As far as Chen Heng's experience is concerned, if a person has no death energy, it does not mean that he will not die in the future.

But there is no death catastrophe, which does not mean that there will be no other accidents.

Therefore, even if there is no death energy, it is possible to die.

But if there is death energy, then it means that this person is destined to face a death calamity, so the reaction will be on the fate, and death energy will be formed.

In the past, Chen Heng had also seen some dead people, but not many in number.

but now.......

Standing on the street, Chen Heng couldn't help but look away.

With his current vision, he can clearly see the scene many meters away.

In his field of vision, on the entire street, everyone has a strong sense of death.