Code Farmer Cultivation

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When passing through the light curtain, Huang Lao clearly felt that he was slightly in a trance, and felt a strong spatial fluctuation.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the world around him had changed, and the stone pillars in the rock forest, the chain of skulls, and the altar of the white bone formation were all gone.

"The built-in space of the formation? Is this how Prisoner's meaning came from? Prisoner, Prisoner, in this way, this space does not seem small!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Mr. Huang, who had experienced many storms and waves, began to look at the surrounding environment without any panic.

The whole space, Huang Lao didn't know how big it was in his preliminary perception, anyway, he couldn't see the end for a while.

He was in a valley at the moment, surrounded by mountains on all sides, there was only a very narrow passage in front of him, and he didn't know where it led.

And looking around, there is bleakness all around, um, bleakness is an understatement, it should be a piece of desolation.

No matter in the valley or in the surrounding mountains, there is no life at all, there are jagged rocks and no grass.The sky is also gray, looking very dark, like a ghost.

Huang Lao looked at it for a moment, and when his inspiration moved slightly, he was about to float up.But during his movements, the whole person failed to leave the ground, not even an inch, which made him startled again.

"Forbidden air formation? No, there is no restraint effect of gravity! He is completely unable to fly!"

"Is this a concept-level restricted flight of the rule class? Is it in the domain?"

"Is there any mistake, it's so extravagant? Using sutras to restrict space, what kind of decoration is this?"

"Wouldn't this be the secret realm of some super boss?!"

"It's not right. If it's really a big boss's private world, it can be controlled by sutras. As for the surroundings being so dark and deep, it can be like a fairyland with just a single technique!"

"A special hobby?"

While thinking, Huang Lao looked at his feet. There was a mottled white square. At the end of the square, near the exit of the canyon, was a mottled white avenue, which started from the square and continued to extend out of the canyon.

They seem to have experienced the baptism of countless times, and they look very simple.But if Mr. Huang's perception is correct, this jade-like white cornerstone road should also be the bones of a living creature.

It's just that the level is a bit high, at least the bone of a large ancient creature of the sixth level, so it looks a bit like a special jade.

After looking at it for a long time, he calmed down his complicated thoughts, holding the idea that what he had come, he would be at ease, Huang Lao stopped thinking about it, and walked directly out of the valley.

As he walked forward, his inspiration flashed, and he galloped forward quickly.

"Zhang Deming, work overtime on weekends!"

"Fuck, our project team hasn't had a holiday for half a month!"

"..."

"Brother Ming, are we really going to Xianmen? Juan'er thinks it's good to be in the village!"

"You are still young, you don't understand!"

"What, it's like you're older than me!"

"One minute is too big, let alone three hours!"

"Humph!"

"..."

"Hey, you little baby is also suffering. If you want to live a good life, you should honestly squat in our Xiaoqingshan in the future and don't go out. Although it's been half a year, no one has come, but there are some things, some rumors, It’s impossible to come out of nowhere.”

"Steward Feng, the disciple understands."

"Tsk tsk, I don't understand. Why is your spiritual root so low when you are so precocious? It shouldn't be!"

"..."

"Wang Qian, how many times have I told you that you are now a child in front of me, and your status can be considered honorable, so don't be so cautious."

"Ok!"

"Oh, you baby, it's been so many years since the past, it's time to let it go, who hasn't had a bad past!"

"Ok!"

"You and I know... oh, forget it, let you do it!"

"..."

"I gotta go!"

"You don't have to leave. I didn't see anything about what happened today."

"Forget it, your Xianqin Cliff is quite peaceful, so I won't cause you any trouble, so that you won't have trouble doing it in the future! Your place is a little small for my business, and you can't handle it when it happens!"

"I kind of want to play the piano!"

"I also want to dance the sword a little bit!"

"Then let's play a song!"

"..."

"The old ancestor, grandson Zhang Xiujia, came to serve, I wonder if the old ancestor has any explanation?"

"There is nothing to explain or not to explain. You can just practice more on your own. If I have any orders, I will find you."

"Then usually..."

"I usually spend most of my time in retreat, and I'm not used to having a baby as big as you serve in front of me, and besides, I'm still a baby at home."

"Old ancestor, grandson is eight years old, and has reached the age of an orthodox boy!"

"Eight years old is still a baby!"

"Grandson has finished reading the clan treasury library..."

"So what? What's the relationship between a lot of reading and age? Isn't it a baby? And who taught you, you're not happy if you don't want to be served, what slavishness?"

"This……"

"That's it, just ask me if you have any questions!"

"All right!"

"..."

Countless images suddenly flashed in Huang Lao's mind, and he stopped as if lost his soul, walking forward like a ghost on the narrow path.

I don't know when, a thick white mist rose around, and I couldn't see the way I came from, and I couldn't see the way forward.

As these pictures continued to flash, they began to blur, as if they were going to go away from him, like another broken life.

"Ding... the top-level meridian domain of the mind and soul path has been detected, and countermeasures have been activated!"

"After inspection, it belongs to the twelfth-level peak classics, and there is no possibility of countermeasures to break it. A backup plan is activated, and the full self-protection plan is activated!"

"The main program wakes up, and the editing panel is starting!"

"Activate spontaneous special editing, target: Soul Dao!"

"Comprehensive big data analysis and pre-judgment, this place has special back door care, the Holy Soul and Marriage Dao can be initially immune to mind control, and the best targets can be selected: Yan Xiangcheng, the lord of the Red Thread Sect, Yue Hongniang, and her husband Qiyu."

"Therefore, Yan Xiangcheng exists. Considering that the mastermind dislikes women's clothing, he finally chooses the target: Qiyu!"

"Turn on identity editing!"

"Edit completed!"

"Converting!"

In a trance, Zhang Deming heard a series of reminders from the monitor elves. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had changed his appearance.

Huang Lao, who is no longer a white-haired and childlike face, has changed into Qi Yu who is 1.9 meters tall, full of sinews, rough but extremely handsome, and exudes male hormones all over his body.

When he recovered, his complexion changed slightly, and he instantly remembered everything he had experienced just now.

"Is the peak of the twelfth level confused?"

Zhang Deming looked around with an ugly expression on his face. As he woke up, the dense fog that appeared around him began to slowly dissipate.

"Whoa..."

At this time, Zhang Deming heard a strange sound of running water. As the thick fog dissipated, he realized that he had left the valley and came to a lake.

No, it should be by the river.

It's just that this river is too wide, and it's hard to remember the appearance of the other side at a glance, so it looks a bit like a lake at first glance, the river is turbid, rushing away.

And under his feet, there is still the mottled white path, winding along the river, heading into the distance.

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Chapter 729

Zhang Deming stopped in his tracks, frowning and looked at the turbulent river in front of him. The river reached the sky, and he couldn't see the end or the other side at a glance.

What makes people frown is that the river water is very turbid, showing a yellowish brown color, and it looks a bit turbid than the area where the Yellow River turned sand in the previous life.

What puzzled Zhang Deming was that he felt a familiar breath from the river, as if...he had seen this river before?

After thinking for a while, considering the rules of the air ban, he suddenly raised his hand, and a thin emerald vine thread was woven rapidly in his palm, and it instantly turned into a dandelion-like spiritual seed.

"call……"

With his gentle blow, dandelion-like seeds all over the sky floated towards the river.This is the fundamental difference between conceptual air banning and air banning formations.

Forbidden air is similar to the strengthening of gravity. Once it flies, everything can feel the pull of the strengthening of gravity, losing the ability to fly, mechanical without flexibility, and forced resistance depends on strength.

However, concept-based sutras are forbidden to fly based on concepts, and other things will not be affected except the way of concept restrictions, and those who are restricted, it seems that they can't fly at all.

Under Zhang Deming's gaze, the seeds all over the sky lost their ability to float as soon as they flew into the river area, and fell directly into the river.

"A feather doesn't float? Tianhe weak water? Shouldn't weak water be the clearest water in the world? Why... eh?"

When Zhang Deming's thoughts flickered, he found that the spirit species that fell into the water was corroded by the river water in an instant before he could do anything, and lost his senses.

And before the spirit-seed was corrupted, he also felt the cries of countless innocent souls, and a strong mental shock rushed towards him.

"Is this... the breath of Yellow Spring Water?"

In an instant, Zhang Deming knew where his familiarity with the river came from.

During the assessment of the Cyanwood Yanglei Secret Realm back then, at a certain stage, he and Lan Fuyao, who had just met for the first time, entered the Shuangquan Realm of the Shuangquan Lingbao. When they joined forces for the first time, they also saw such a river.

It is mixed with the strange rivers of Huangquan, Biluo, Tianhe Ruoshui, and the water of the four great rivers of Shenting, and now there are still some dry goods hidden in his spiritual cultivation space.

The reason why he didn't think of it immediately was because the river was dyed blood red, probably because of the Shuangquan World War, and became a blood river.

Now the river is an extremely turbid yellow-brown color, and the difference in the external atmosphere is a bit big.Moreover, the water here is probably dominated by corroded yellow spring water.

"So which realm of the ancient gods is this?"

Zhang Deming frowned and looked at the river, then at the mottled bone path under his feet, frowning a little.Especially now, with not a single thing alive or dead in sight, a barrenness.

He looked at it for a long time, and then studied the river water, and confirmed that there was not much difference between this thing and the blood river water in the double spring world in his spiritual cultivation space, only the composition ratio difference.

He collected a lot of river water as usual, and then continued on the road, walking along the mottled path.

Without a map and without guidance, he couldn't find any other way, so he might as well go down and see what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd.

However, with the previous lessons learned, he was not running, but walked forward with all his strength and vigilance in a leisurely manner.

I don't know if Qitian's breath is immune to this place, or because it only pulls people into a trance once.

Anyway, for the next long distance, Zhang Deming didn't feel any abnormality, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, Zhang Deming stopped suddenly.

Ahead, the mottled path seemed to come to an end. A jade bone bridge made of the same material crossed the entire river from the end of the path and seemed to lead directly to the opposite side.

Watching this scene, Zhang Deming stopped in front of the bridge.On the side of the bridge, he found a mottled jade bone stele with a string of strange runes on it.

The runes shone with a strange luster, as if they possessed endless power and could absorb people's souls.But under Zhang Deming's tense defense, he was not hit.

Based on the reason why he searched many bookstores such as Hongmeng Holy Land, Quanqingguan, Bailingfudi, etc., it can be said that he is no stranger to the ancient Shenting script under the premise that he has searched half of Hongmeng's big data.

Therefore, he stumbled and recognized the writing on the stone tablet.

"Looking at Huangquan on the road of Huangquan, sighing at Naihe on the bridge of Naihe.

Looking back in the dream before the gate of hell, Meng Po Tang Zhongdu passed away. "

Ok?

Huangquan Road?

Naihe Bridge?