Code Farmer Comprehension

Fan Ya first took out a poker-sized card on it, and said: "This is your identity certificate, from now on, you are an outer disciple of Tianlingmen.

With this, you can receive a lot of information, including the location of distribution later.

In addition, this thing can also be used as a spirit stone, and the contribution points of the sect are all recorded here.

The operation is very simple, I will teach you a few times, and you will be able to.

This thing has become popular in recent years. It is said that those formation masters and crafting masters were inspired by outsiders and made new things.

Because of convenience, Zongmen completed a complete revision a few years ago.

It needs to consume weak spiritual power, but with your intermediate apprenticeship, you can operate it non-stop for more than half a day. "

Watching Fan Ya hold the card, input spiritual power, make a small light curtain, and start the demonstration.

Zhang Deming was a little confused, full of shit.

Isn't this shit just a mobile phone with incomplete functions?

Currently only information records, and a limited number of text messages sent?

I am so.

So why does this world still maintain the ancient style of painting?

Fan Ya gave a few examples and said, "Okay, this is very simple, you can go back and find out by yourself, I won't go into details."

Then she gently pushed the remaining package in front of Zhang Deming, saying:

"These are two sets of costumes for disciples. You are now wearing the costumes of handymen. After you are promoted, don't wear them if you don't want to be misunderstood.

These two sets are different from the ordinary costumes of handymen, they have a weak cleaning effect, enough for you to wear.

Okay, take it, the formalities are over. "

Zhang Deming said in astonishment: "Is this the end?"

Fan Ya nodded and said, "It's over, otherwise what else do you want?"

"Why don't you send a portable package or something?" Zhang Deming asked.

Fan Ya was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of astonishment: "Do you want the sect to send you a storage bag?"

Looking at Fan Ya's exaggerated expression, Zhang Deming didn't know what was wrong for a moment. As a cultivator, shouldn't storage bags come standard?

It didn't say how big it was, or the storage ring was not.

"Ha, I've seen a lot of people with dreams, and it's the first time I've seen you dare to think so much.

Trouble you, come back and think about it when you have time to find out how much the lowest-level storage bag costs.

You want a storage bag, and I still want it, even the inner disciples still want it! Many sect elders still want it!

Who doesn't want space artifacts?

That is the ultimate artifact of the trinity of support, combat, and life.

It's alright, you can go now if you have nothing to do, don't think about it here. "

Fan Ya waved her hand, making a gesture of chasing people away.

Zhang Deming thought about going out, so a storage bag of one cubic meter is very expensive in the Hongmeng world?

Empiricism is harmful, I thought everyone had one!

It was already noon when Zhang Deming strolled back to Xiaoqingshan with his things.

Eat, practice, cast spells, and continue to clock in until evening.

After Zhang Deming fully understood the card operation of the ID card + mobile phone, he didn't wait for the so-called distribution information until the evening.

Zhang Deming didn't care too much. After all, it is such a big sect and its efficiency is not high. He has ten days to wait.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang Deming hurried back to practice.

Now that an intermediate apprentice has a strong spiritual power, although recovery has become faster, it still takes longer.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Deming recovered his full spiritual power, lay down and fell asleep.

"Crack."

In the middle of the night, Zhang Deming was awakened by a loud noise after he didn't know how long he had slept.

The spiritual power gathered in his eyes, and in the pitch-black night, Zhang Deming slowly saw his surroundings clearly.

Night vision, these are a few small means of spiritual power, not a magic technique, and it doesn't consume much.

As the night was dispelled, Zhang Deming was taken aback when he saw the situation in the room clearly.

This is?

Rat demon?

Looking at the mouse the size of a weasel in the corner of the room, Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback. In Lingli's eyes, there was a faint flash of inspiration on the mouse.

Although it is very faint, it does exist, and it is not an ordinary mouse.

At this moment, the rat monster the size of a weasel was gnawing at the small vault box that Zhang Deming placed in the corner of the room.

Because things are more important, Zhang Deming spent a lot of money to make this box specially.

Although not big, it is extremely strong.

When Zhang Deming woke up, the box hadn't been completely gnawed, but the skin had been gnawed a lot.

Damn it!

Seeing this situation, Zhang Deming was furious, even though he heard that the rat demon was hateful.

However, it hasn't been seen in ten years.

He only got a little spiritual rice with his front foot, and he came to the door with his back foot. How can he not make people angry?

Lying on the bed, without getting up, he just flew his hands up.

A vine, out of the reach of the rat demon, directly emerged from the ground, entangled the rat demon.

"chirp."

The mouse demon, who was gnawing his head on the box frantically, froze, and immediately reacted quickly.

It struggled frantically, but the vines of the growth technique were not strong enough for it to struggle away easily.

The rat demon, who struggled to no avail, paused slightly, a black light flashed in its mouth, and it bit the green vine.

The vine formed by spiritual power was bitten into two by it in an instant, and was able to get out of trouble. It didn't care about the direction, and ran away with its head buried.

He smashed through the wooden wall in front of him and rushed into another room.

"who?"

Zong En's voice sounded from next door, and then there was another flutter.

Zhang Deming entangled behind the mouse demon, just jumped up, the mouse demon escaped from the trap.

Before it had time to output more spiritual power and spur the broken vines to grow again, the rat demon rushed out.

Zhang Deming immediately followed from the huge hole in the wall.

When they came to the next room, the door of Zong En's room had already been knocked open, and Zong En also got up. As for the rat demon, who was known for his speed, he had long since disappeared.

Not only that, at this moment of noise, all the rooms in the surrounding row were lit up.

When Zhang Deming and Zong En came outside the room, many people had already got up to check the situation.

"Brother Ming, what happened just now?" Lu Guo stepped forward and asked.

"It's a rat demon. I caught it, but I didn't expect it to be so cunning. It bit a vine and ran away." Zhang Deming replied.

When Zong En heard this, he frowned slightly and said: "What's going on these few days, there are brothers from the outer sect patrolling, and Guanshi Feng is also investigating from time to time.

Why do these little monsters come out one by one?

Did it hide, or did it come after patrolling? "

Everyone frowned upon hearing this.

The rice is ripe twice a year, and it is rare for a monster to appear occasionally. This time, before the last two days of the spiritual rice ripening, two monsters appeared, which is obviously abnormal.

"Who will keep watch tonight?" Zhang Deming was more concerned about the spiritual rice in the field.