Code Farmer Comprehension

Some of this type of strange spells require lifespan, some require special materials, and some are just like now, so they need to deduct their cultivation base! The deduction of cultivation base is among these kinds of techniques, so it should be considered pretty good.

"Let's bless it for a day, um, just use a superficial effect to bluff people."

As Zhang Deming's thoughts fell, a strange wave poured into Zhang Deming's body.

"Experience value -1000!"

"It's really, what a waste of face, so much experience points are deducted, what...

Didn't these practitioners of the Dao of Fortune suddenly lose their cultivation when they made a move? "

It's no wonder that the Fuyun Avenue is better than the other;

Calculus avenue, one more than one;

The avenue of marriage, one is more lonely than the other.

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Zhang Deming shook his head speechlessly, and directly dispelled the Yuling mirror image in his body, regained his calmness, and lay down.

Lu Jingsun's news was still very accurate, and within half an hour of lying down, the formation fluctuated.

Immediately, a team came in from Qingyoutan, an internal law enforcement team composed of Tai Chi monks.

The team leader stepped forward, looked at Zhang Deming who was lying on the salted fish, and said, "This is Zhang Deming, Junior Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Deming looked up at the other party, and said, "Brother, aren't you sure yet?

What kind of wind is blowing today?

Actually blowing the senior brother from the inner sect to Xiaohui Peak? "

The team leader took a look at Zhang Deming, didn't care about Zhang Deming's attitude, and said: "In this case, please come with me, Junior Brother Zhang!"

Hearing this, Zhang Deming glanced at everyone, got up and said, "All right!"

Seeing Zhang Deming's straightforwardness, the team leader was surprised for a moment, and then led Zhang Deming towards the main peak of the inner sect without saying anything.

Zhang Deming followed the law enforcement team with thoughts, and ran to the square quickly, and found several cranes staying in the square.

Several people led Zhang Deming, and jumped up two by two.

The team leader took Zhang Deming and jumped on one of them, and then the crane soared into the sky, and the small Huifeng under his feet shrank rapidly.

Zhang Deming raised his head and looked through the mountains to the highest main peak among the mountains.

Today, he will officially enter the Tianling Gate, and he has entered the sight of some people!

Only those who have been to the main peak can actually be regarded as people from the Tianlingmen, and the others are all ants.

Ten years of ants, he has had enough.

From today onwards, Zhang Deming will have a place in Tianling Sect!

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Tianling Peak, Tianling Main Hall.

At this moment, the Heavenly Spirit Council, which was rarely opened in ten or eight years, suddenly opened today.

And the entire council, except for a few Liangyi monks, the rest are all three talents.

On the main seat is Dang Jun'an, the contemporary head teacher, a heavenly monk with the pinnacle of three talents, who looks like a middle-aged man.

On the right side of the head teacher Dang Junan, sat three old men, all with white beard and hair, and each of them was a major repairer of the third talent stage.

At this moment, the three of them didn't care about the Houshan issue they were discussing, and all of them blatantly closed their eyes and rested their minds.

On Dang Jun'an's left, sat the three top leaders of the Resources Department, the Law Enforcement Team, and the Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

The kind of top person in charge who doesn't care about a thing for a hundred years, but still revolves around him, is also a three-talented overhaul. At this moment, the three have different expressions.

The person in charge of the law enforcement team, Zhou Jiuyan, crossed his arms and looked at the people in charge of the Resources Department and the Miscellaneous Affairs Department. He blushed arguing about the matter behind the mountain, and looked like he was watching a show.

The resource department said that the miscellaneous affairs department was too long-handed, and the miscellaneous affairs department said that the resources department had overreached.

Even arguing and arguing, Fan Qingyong, the old farmer-like person in charge of the miscellaneous affairs department, started complaining in a very aggrieved manner, saying that the miscellaneous affairs of the sect were all done by the miscellaneous affairs department.

But the department is the poorest, and the disciples are the most miserable.

The benefits were all taken by the resources department, and they were taken away by the card holders one by one. If this continues, the disciples in the resources department will get fat and die, and the students in the miscellaneous affairs department will starve to death.

The old man's aggrieved expression added words, but Yang Longying, the person in charge of the resources department, was angry. The rich old man was not too fat.

"Fan Qingyong, you're almost fine, you do this every time, and you're shameless when you're a lot older.

If you have the ability, you can cry for me.

If you can really squeeze out a few drops of horse piss for me in the Heavenly Spirit Hall, the old man will really let your Miscellaneous Affairs Department arrange the resources of the Cyanwood Secret Realm this time.

Even if all of you are ruined, the old man will never say anything. "

Yang Longying, a wealthy old man, spoke from Fan Qingyong, who was dressed as an old farmer.

"That's what you said!" Fan Qingyong immediately put away his aggrieved expression and said.

The rich old man Yang Longying nodded flatly, and said: "The old man said, the allocation of resources in a secret realm, I think it's worth buying a few drops of horse urine from you, a shameless old man."

Fan Qingyong's face darkened, and he said, "Fatty Yang, who do you think is shameless?"

Zhou Jiuyan, the elder of the law enforcement team, and Dang Junan, the head teacher, saw Fan Qingyong change the subject familiarly, and they both shook their heads.

Can't compete, can't compete, and can't get rid of face at all, and can't compare with methods. In terms of power, the Miscellaneous Affairs Department is at a disadvantage.

This game, the N games over the years, everyone knew the result before it even started.

But these two old men are still fighting each other happily, and they are not happy when others intervene, no matter who they help, they are not happy about that.

Dang Jun'an saw the familiar scene reappear. If it continues like this, it should be a familiar pattern again.

First, the two old men scolded the street, cursing and cursing, and they were about to pull their beards and poke their noses.

If you suddenly see the ancestors of the three talents doing this like two mortal old men, you may feel surprised and incredible.

But in Tianlingmen, at least in this hall, none of the people sitting today are surprised that this entertainment activity has almost become a thousand-year-old tradition of the sect.

The three white-haired old men on the right closed their eyes and rested their minds. The juniors participating in the discussion below lowered their heads silently.

Especially the juniors of the two families, the people of the two departments, one by one desperately lowered their sense of existence, lest the fire suddenly burn themselves.

It's fine if it's normal, anyway, the two big shots are just joking around, and they both know how to measure.

The big deal is to find an excuse and punish the other party to face the wall and think for a few days. With their cultivation base, there is no suffering there.

It's just a cutscene, just a step down for the ancestors.

But in the past few days, Wanghui Peak was overcrowded with people, and they were all juniors. They didn't want to be implicated by innocent people and shamed in front of juniors.

That's really the case, it's a big shame to lose face.

If you really make a mistake, you will admit it. If you are innocent and implicated, it is probably enough to be depressed for a hundred or eighty years, and you can be depressed and vomit blood.

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