Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 73 Clouds and Rain

  Zhang Deming pulled the snake bone out of the snake skin, pressed his hands directly on the snake bone, and activated the spirit cultivation technique.

   During this journey, almost no spiritual power was consumed in fighting, so Zhang Deming still had at least 80% or 90% of his spiritual energy.

  As a senior apprentice, he can completely perform the spirit nurturing technique about four or five times at one time, and the spiritual power will be in short supply.

  A massive amount of spiritual power gushed out from both hands, and the entire snake bone exploded into light spots all over the sky.

   "I'm going, I'm so speechless, the whole snake bone of a spirit stone failed!"

   Muttering something, Zhang Deming took the snake skin and activated the spirit cultivation technique again.

  This time, as the spiritual power invaded the snake skin and scales, the entire snake skin turned into light spots, forming a hollow light ball, enveloping Zhang Deming in it.

   There is drama!

  Zhang Deming's face was happy, and he pondered for a while, pouring the perception of the spiritual shield into it.

   In front of him, a transparent, miniature eggshell rune appeared instantly.

  At this time, the light spots forming hollow **** around them flew back quickly and landed on the miniature egg shell.

   Condensed a glass bead directly in front of Zhang Deming, and in the center of the glass bead, a transparent egg shell flickered slightly.

   It's done!

  Including the third spirit cultivation ball, after returning home and selling it, nearly 20 spirit stones will be credited to the account, which is another huge sum of money.

  According to this speed, it is not too difficult to obtain three to five hundred spirit stones to advance in the Tai Chi period.

  Zhang Deming finished dealing with all the tails and put away the Yu Lingzhu.

  Looking around, the light wings on the heels emerged, and the whole person shot out and disappeared in place.

  He needs to rush back as soon as possible, although the possibility of such a double operation is extremely low now, and it is suspected that Lu committed suicide, so he launched an investigation.

  But no matter how small the possibility is, he must be fully prepared to deal with it. He needs to have no suspicions, and there will be no doubts.

  The sect has always adopted an acquiescing attitude towards the fights among the same sects, even a little laissez-faire, which can be regarded as a different kind of tempering.

  The philosophy of the Zongmen is probably that those who are not talented and capable, if they survive in the sea of ​​people, they will always stand out.

   If you can't get ahead, then forget it. Anyway, you have no talent, and if you can't get ahead, you have no ability.

  No talent or ability, such a person is not worthy of attention.

   Talented people, Zongmen has always taken an attitude of attaching great importance to them.

  Of course, apart from referring to spiritual roots, this talent also has very few special talents.

  But although the Zongmen acquiesces and indulges, there is only one exception, that is, members of the same family can fight each other.

   This is taboo in the sect. Otherwise, why would Zhang Deming be so careful and go to such lengths to kill people?

   As for is it worth it?

  Zhang Deming feels that this is a matter of principle, not a measure of interests.

  If principles are measured by interests, then what kind of realism is he, and he is an opportunistic speculator.

  As for any gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late.

  He personally doesn't like it very much, if he can, he always likes it from morning till night.

  With many thoughts in his mind, about an hour later, Zhang Deming returned to Qingshui Lake and jumped onto Qingshuifu cave.

   Feeling that there is no restriction of destruction, Zhang Deming has a smile on his face.

   Sitting in the cave, began to meditate to restore mana.

   Time flickered to mid-afternoon, and Zhang Deming's mana had been fully charged. Looking at the time, it was a bit early, but it didn't matter.

  Zhang Deming removed the restriction, floated up, and headed towards Qingshui Town.

  When he came to the edge of the town, Zhang Deming frowned slightly.

  The river beach where sacrifices were made before is now crowded with people, and all of them are kneeling quietly. Occasionally, someone is talking in a low voice and rubbing their sore knees.

  Looking at this posture, it started at least at noon, maybe even in the morning, it started not long after he left.

   After pondering for a while, the light wings on his heels emerged, shaking rapidly, Zhang Deming floated up and landed on the altar again.

   "Congratulations, Lord Dragon King!"

   "Welcome to Dragon Lord!"

   "Congratulations, Lord Dragon King!"

  “.”

  As Zhang Deming floated down to the altar, many kneeling people saluted and kowtowed in unison.

  Zhang Deming looked at the one in front, and the mayor Xie Dongli said: "I promised that your town will have clouds and rain within three days, so naturally I will not break my promise.

   What are you doing now?

  Afraid that I will renege on my promise and come to threaten me with this?

  If so, Guizhen may have made a wrong calculation. "

  Mayor Xie Dongli panicked, and hurriedly replied: "Master Dragon King, you misunderstood, today's sacrifice was not organized by the little old man.

   Rather, they came here spontaneously, presumably to express their respect in their hearts, and some guessed that they also wanted to see Lord Dragon King, and see your demeanor of flying clouds and rain.

  If you, my lord, feel disgusted with us, then the little old man will be sent away.

   I just hope you don't get angry, my lord, we are very panicked. "

  After speaking, he stood up and wanted to drive away the crowd.

  Zhang Deming looked at the terrified Xie Dongli, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, just watch.

   Today is already the third day, watching the rain fall, you can relax. "

  After speaking, Zhang Deming turned around and came to the edge of the altar, looking at the rushing Qingshui River in front of him.

   At first, it was planned to cast a spell on Qingshui Lake to rain, but this place should also meet the demand.

  Zhang Deming took a deep breath. To be honest, this kind of full-power rain-casting spell was the first time his eldest daughter got on the sedan chair.

  Before it was all for planting, and some water was slightly absorbed, and most of the spiritual power was completely injected into the water and landed.

   Now it's raining, but it doesn't need any spiritual power.

   Therefore, all the spiritual power needs to be used to stimulate the formation of clouds. This is already a flexible use of magic, and it requires a certain degree of proficiency in the small cloud and rain technique to do it.

  Sorcery practice, roughly three levels.

  Familiarity at the beginning, according to the technique, practice one by one.

  After that comes control. At this stage, spells can be learned and used flexibly, and changed according to one's own wishes.

  The last is proficiency, the first two stages, there is no obvious division.

   In the third stage of proficiency, there is a significant difference, that is, the culture of magic spells, just like the light wings of Zhang Deming's agility, which is the expression of proficiency in the culture of post-runs.

  Only when one has reached the third stage of the practice of the technique can one begin to develop new abilities based on this technique.

  Just like his growth technique, which was originally just to induce entanglement, but now he can develop various application methods, continue to deepen, and may evolve new techniques.

  The original technique was developed and evolved step by step in this way.

  Because of these three levels, the spirit cultivation beads above the second-level spells are divided into three grades.

  Zhang Deming took a deep breath, and the printed formula in his hand flew up.

   Immediately, his expression changed, and he looked at the hundreds of people around him. Since they have already danced to the master, why not try to see if they are lucky?

  Just do what you say, Zhang Deming didn’t stop after finishing the formula quickly, but raised his breath and opened his mouth. For the first time, he read out his revised formula aloud, and a majestic voice spread out:

   "The waters of the four directions listen to my command, water comes!"

  (end of this chapter)