Code Farmer Comprehension

A few people look at me, I look at you, Guan Shouxin made up his mind for a long time and said: "Let's do it, cut half of it and walk away, it can be regarded as saving people.

Anyway, in the current situation, Qu Wenbai has already fallen. If you don't cut half of it and go, just withdraw, let's not talk about whether we withdraw or not, even if we withdraw, there will be problems with the operation of Tianxin Festival. "

Guan Zhenzhen also nodded and said: "Well, yes, anyway, Qu Laoguixiu's Nine-Life Evil Soul Dao should not die, saving half of it is considered saving people, at least I didn't leave him alone."

Several people nodded, and they all agreed with Guan Zhenzhen's conclusion that he couldn't die. But whether it is considered alive or not is also a question. You know, if you can't die, you don't necessarily count as alive.

The Dao of Nine Fate Extreme Evil Soul is Fate, and even Qu Wenbai's Fate Soul and Fate Body have now separated from entities in the traditional sense, turning into black mist is black mist.

But if the main body and soul are torn in half by life... this saves people... it will be more ruthless than Zhang Deming's attack below!

The four people who made up their minds worked together to drive the Tianxin altar that hadn't stopped completely. The Tianxin altar paused slightly, and the aura surged.

Qu Wenbai, who was trying his best to endure the joint attack and torture of Huang Lao and Pu Hua, trying to survive until the other party's spiritual power was exhausted, felt the power of the altar, and he was stunned.

The distorted black mist is wriggling, about to turn into a human body.

But he just changed a little. Before the lower half of his body appeared, he was sucked and pulled by the altar, and the lower half of the distorted black mist ball was torn violently, and it was pulled into the altar.

"Ah... Guan Zhenzhen, the old man helped you..."

Qu Wenbai let out a shrill scream. Before he could finish speaking, as the black mist was torn in two, Qu Wenbai, who had condensed from his upper body, also disintegrated again, turning into a small cloud of unconsciously wriggling black mist.

The whole black mist seemed to have lost consciousness and became stupid. Huang Lao clearly felt that the power of the spirit seed was left in this half, and at this moment, there was not much resistance in the black mist.

Well, there should be resistance, but there is no sense of resistance.

When the other party was torn in half, his consciousness was on the verge of collapse. The current Qu Wenbai is probably two halves of a vegetable!

After feeling the state of the black mist, Huang Lao was stunned for a while, and stopped frantically mobilizing the spirit seeds to wipe out the half of the black mist that was neither body nor soul.

Before Huang Lao and Pu Hua pursued the other four things, after the other half of the black mist was pulled into the altar, the other four things were also pulled into the altar.

The mini Tianxin altar was shocked again and turned again.

But because the black mist lost its self-awareness, and half of them were missing, let alone reuniting the dolls, it was difficult to maintain the normal operation of the altar.

If it weren't for Duan Yuanbing's strange state and a lot of help, it would be really difficult for them to continue to activate the Tianxin Festival.

The altar gave up the blockade to the surroundings and turned slightly.

Seeing this, Puhua's expression changed. Although he was completely unable to shoot down the Tianxin altar in its current state, after all, the defense on the altar's body surface would not be broken for a while. But there are still ways to keep people.

"I wish: Breaking the sky is forbidden here!"

"I wish: trap immortals and demons in a net of heaven and earth!"

As he made his wish, Puhua waved his hand and threw out a golden net like a fishing net. A huge net covered the entire range of the broken Green Feather Green Boat, preventing the Tianxin Altar from leaving.

And with the removal of the ban on the Tianxin Altar, many people in this area could clearly feel that their gazes, some following the road signs and some following the guidance of Puhua, watched over.

"Start the sacrifice!" Guan Shouxin said decisively when he felt the moment of gaze, and found that the altar did not escape as expected.

All four of them had a meal, they all knew the urgency of the matter, no one hesitated, and started to do it.

I saw the miniature altar rapidly expanding, becoming the size of a city when Zhang Deming first saw it, but it also became transparent.

On the five corners of the altar and above the five pools, the five objects projected five huge phantoms respectively. Xu Ying stepped on the pool, like a scholar, with one hand on his back and the other holding an object, looking up at the sky, standing.

Following the appearance of the five phantoms, in the Tianxin altar, an old voice seemed to have spanned tens of thousands of years, floating out from that long time.

"Heavenly peace above, people's heart down below, should prosper; Heaven has no heart, immortality has heart, should be punished;

The sky is dead, and the heart of heaven should be established. Today, Hongmeng has Tao and no heart, and does not respect the eternal way. I swear here: I will destroy all Taoist spirits, destroy the deformed Taoist network, and establish the heart of heaven for the common people in the world. Heavenly Court, fit in with the Tao! "

The voice was vast, revealing endless sadness, but also had the ultimate yearning.

As the sound came out, the entire altar shook, and the liquid in each pool decreased rapidly, and the karma was circulated in a strange way, and under the traction of the sound, it dissipated in the sky and the earth.

The Primordial Realm, which had been clear for countless years, suddenly became a little muddy, a little murderous.

Since the destruction of the heavenly way in ancient times, there have been no immeasurable kalpas, no gods to kill kalpas, and no killing kalpas. Although only a small part was born this time, this point is the starting point of all this.

The sound came out, and after the liquid in the five pools of the altar disappeared, the altar did not stop because of this, but entered the second stage of operation.

Immediately after that, ordinary phantoms appeared in the altar. These phantoms include young people, old people, and young people. They are different, but they are very similar.

Because they are all mortals, all are warriors, each of them is running the Beiming Firework, with the extremely evil core of devouring, but surrounded by the faint aura of fireworks, with the outer shell of great kindness.

These people actually condensed a certain amount of public opinion, and they turned out to be the most famous contemporary heroes in the martial arts world.

Huang Lao even saw a familiar old man among the hundreds of figures, the old man who chopped off his arm in the inn back then. It's just that his hands are normal at the moment.

These hundreds of figures appeared on the altar, dotted all over the altar in a strange formation, all bowed to the small altar in the center of the altar, and said: "We gather the hearts of the people, accept the wishes of the people, and wish to use this sacrifice to refine the heart of heaven! "

With hundreds of warriors and heroes offering sacrifices together, the entire Tianxin altar was shaken again and spun again.

Between heaven and earth, the areas of Tianling, Huashui, and Baishu began to have wisps of power, converging towards the center of the Tianxin Altar. The power was strange, emanating from the battle between the monks, but it was invisible and slowly accumulated.

At this point, the entire huge illusory altar shattered into a sky-filled aura, dissipating in the sky and the earth.

As for the main body of the Tianxin altar and the five people on it, um, four and a half people, with the disappearance of the Tianxin altar, they disappeared to nowhere.

And this huge movement attracted an unknown number of eyes, the main ones being the monks Yuanxiu.

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After a long time, everything returned to calm.

After the altar disappeared, Huang Lao looked around, but he frowned slightly when he couldn't find the target.

After hesitating for a moment, his body disintegrated instantly, turning into hundreds of spirit seeds, stretching one by one, turning into hundreds of Huang Laos.

It's just the aura of each one, which is comparable to Tai Chi, and they are all bean soldiers who can only use basic rattan skills.

Hundreds of Huang Laos rushed towards all kinds of filthy insects in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Puhua also paused slightly. While hesitating, he crossed his legs and floated up, sat down on an illusory lotus and lifted off into the air.

"I wish: transforming power into the body, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

Following his wish, Pu Hua folded his palms together and pushed forward, and an illusory golden ball of light floated out.

After the golden light ball was pushed out by him, it emitted many dazzling golden light beams, and each golden light beam would select a Huang Lao or a fleeing disciple and sink into his body.

For those who were hit by the golden light, the aura of the monks of the Taiji stage was directly strengthened by 50%, and the aura of the monks of the Liangyi stage was also strengthened by about 20%.

In this way, Huang Lao had hundreds of bodies, and the Puhua golden light shined all over the room, allowing the disciples who were driven away to flee around to stabilize the situation. Every disciple spontaneously moved closer to the nearest bean soldier Huang Lao.

The situation is stable, but Huang Lao's spiritual power is also consumed very quickly.

As long as it can be resolved quickly, there is no problem. But the filth worm is extremely weird and very difficult to kill. Even if it is cut into several sections, it can still survive, and even a section becomes a filth worm.

Although the breath has also become weaker, the number has also increased. In addition, after being injured by the filthy worm, everyone needs to be very careful, and try their best to prevent the filthy power in the filthy worm from invading in reverse.

As a result, the battlefield was stalemate for a time, and everyone relied on the nearby bean soldier Huang Lao as a support, entangled with the filthy insects.

Feeling that in Anzi, Heizi's spiritual power storage was completely empty, and all the differentiated bean soldiers Huang Lao had only about half of the spiritual power in his body, Huang Lao frowned slightly.

After a pause, hundreds of Huang Lao raised their heads together, looked at Puhua floating in the sky, and said, "Puhua Bodhisattva, can you help the old Taoist to gather and levitate these disciples?"

"Yes!" Puhua was suspended in the sky, and the golden ball of light flickered in front of him, making him sit cross-legged with dignity.

After answering, he pointed at the golden ball of light in front of him, and the ball of light exploded into hundreds of parts, all of which entered the bodies of all Huang Laos.

Immediately he stood up, stretched out his hand, and the lotus platform under his feet gradually shrank, and he caught it in his hand.

"I wish: the lotus will bloom ten thousand flowers, and save all living beings!"

While making the wish, he threw the lotus platform in his hand, and the lotus platform exploded into countless auras, each of which turned into a lotus flower.

After the lotus flowers in the sky formed, they paused in the air, and then rushed towards the disciples below. Every lotus flower found a disciple.

As it fell, it rapidly grew in size, and when it landed in front of the disciples, it was the size of a tuft of cattail.

"The poor monk Xuande Temple Puhua, those who believe in the old monk, the lotus platform will cross the danger!"

None of the disciples who have survived to this day are stupid, and almost all of them are around Mr. Doubing Huang, so everyone knows the actions of hundreds of Huang and Mr. Huang just now.

So almost without Puhua opening his mouth, all the disciples jumped up the moment the lotus appeared in front of them.

Numerous lotus platforms rose up, each the size of a tuanpu, and a disciple in different states stood on it, gathering in the sky to form a sea of ​​flowers.

"Benefactor, it's over for the poor monk." Puhua was suspended in the air, surrounded by rescued disciples from various schools, like heavenly soldiers, and the scene was spectacular.

After hearing Puhua's words, everyone around looked down.

As the disciples were taken away, Huang Lao's pressure suddenly increased.

Huang Lao persisted, and after Puhua's signal, he took a deep breath, and all the bean soldiers turned into spirit species, and reunited into Huang Lao's appearance.

Mr. Huang appeared on the wrecked building of the Green Feather Green Boat. He stood on the tallest building among the wreckage. His hair and Taoist robe fluttered in the gentle breeze. .

In the hellish environment, the indifferent Huang Lao is like a fairy god.

The scene at this moment was deeply imprinted in the mind of the disciple who had just experienced the thrilling and dangerous escape, and probably will never forget it in his life.

Quite a few disciples even had a little fairy-like idolatry, even though Huang Lao's hair was like snow.

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Because of the disciple's ascension, and Huang Lao standing in a conspicuous position, deliberately exuding his own aura, all kinds of filthy insects all over the ground were attracted and gathered towards Huang Lao.

Huang Lao didn't care about the countless filthy insects that gathered, with his hands on his back, amidst the fluttering hair and Taoist robe, he said lightly:

"Law: The wood attribute of this place is strengthened!"

"Law: bloodthirsty strengthening here!"

Following Huang Lao's words and the rapid consumption of spiritual power, a strange fluctuation spread.

Puhua in the sky frowned slightly watching the scene where the filthy insects gathered. But as Huang Lao said, he was slightly surprised.

Willing to repair or willing to repair?

Before Puhua could continue to think, Mr. Huang started the final action.

With the entry into force of the law, strange fluctuations permeated the entire wreckage of the Green Feather Green Boat.

At this time, the nearest filthy worm had almost rushed to Huang Lao.

Huang Lao didn't wait any longer. For the first time, he made a magic move. He pressed his hands on the ground, and his whole body surged with spiritual power.

Develop rune spells: vine path Sea of ​​thorns!

On most of the wreckage of the green feather and green boat, countless emerald spikes suddenly appeared, piercing out like lightning, extending a height of more than ten meters in an instant.

The gathered filthy insects, without exception, were all pierced into sausages by the emerald thorns, controlled in place, and kept struggling.

There is no shock on the ground, but as Huang Lao's spells are activated, what you see in the sky is a sea of ​​spikes emerging from the sky. The cold light flickers, and the emerald light shines. It is dangerous and dreamy at the same time. like beauty.

"hiss·······"

‘Is this the legendary great monk with the power to change the world? '

Quite a few disciples, watching this scene, gasped in unison, thoughts flashed in their hearts, and their eyes flickered.

But Puhua looked at this scene, his complexion suddenly changed, and he reminded in horror: "Be careful! These filthy insects are not all born of filth, some seem to be specially bred! There are strange forces in the body!"

Hearing this, Huang Lao raised his head and looked at Puhua, with an indifferent face, showing a very small smile, and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a little karma, it's not a problem."

Puhua's face froze, and he looked at Huang Lao in surprise. Originally, looking at Huang Lao's body, he was only a three-talent peak cultivation base. He thought that the other party Ding Tian was a four-element monk, but his reaction to karma...

Even he, who has been a Bodhisattva for thousands of years, can only be cautious in the face of karma. Once he enters the body, no matter how much it is, it will be a big trouble. The Sixiang monk can't be so casual...

Mr. Huang ignored Pu Hua who was astonished. He looked at the filthy worms writhing all over the place. Even though each one was stabbed by dozens or even hundreds of thorns and thorns, none of them died. struggling.

Moreover, some filthy insects have traces of ominous air-conditioning in their bodies, flowing along the spikes and flowing into Huang Lao's body in the opposite direction.

Huang Lao ignored the ominous cold current in his body, but looked at the filthy worm, and launched the final spell.

Rune spell: bloodthirsty vine!

Following the activation of Huang Lao's technique, most of the emerald thorn forest on the ground turned into aura and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

And the emerald spikes that stabbed the filthy worm all turned into rubies, shining with a strange light.

And the filthy worms that were writhing and struggling quickly stopped one by one. The effect of the bloodthirsty vine seemed to be exceptionally good, even a bit too good.

Because the wound of the dirty insect was exuding all kinds of breaths, trying to corrode Huang Lao by following the spell.

Huang Lao used the bloodthirsty vine to suck it, it was like a concubine. He didn't need him to devour it with a little effort. Dissipates into nothingness.

And a strange force mixed with countless filthy breaths, including traces of karma, rushed directly into Huang Lao's body.

Huang Lao's body froze, and he barely suppressed these mixed filthy breaths, but the karma in it went to the consciousness in Huang Lao's mind, and he was not suppressed by him at all.

With a slight movement of the mind, the entrance to the subroutine in the body opened, and the consciousness returned directly to the spirit cultivation space, followed by karma.

"Karma +1.9!"

Before the karma could show its power, the editor in the spirit cultivation space automatically emerged, absorbed all the karma that followed, and then slowly disappeared.

After all the karma was absorbed, Huang Laocai returned to his body. After the karma was cleared, it was much easier to suppress or eliminate the remaining filthy aura.

After Huang Lao regained his consciousness, he spread his hands, and vines emerged from his palms. The dirty power in his body was quickly forced out by Huang Lao, and condensed into a mixed projectile in his palm.

After doing this, Huang Lao put his hands on his back again, and said to the sky: "Okay, Puhua Bodhisattva, you can put people down."

Following Huang Lao's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Puhua looked at Huang Lao in surprise. He was quite sure just now that the karma had definitely entered the opponent's body, but not only did he not respond afterwards, it also disappeared inexplicably.

Not only Puhua, Huang Lao also felt the gazes that came before, and they kept patrolling Huang Lao.

Huang Lao waited for a while, but did not evacuate when the fighting subsided. He frowned slightly and said to the sky: "It's not just some fellow Taoists who are so curious about the old Tao. If you want to see it so much, why don't you come and see it?"

Puhua's descending figure paused slightly, and said, "Is it the poor monk's fault? There are two poor monk's senior brothers. When the seal was broken just now, the old Taoist informed them, and they should be coming at this moment."

Huang Lao looked at Pu Hua who had fallen down with a group of lotus platforms, and said: "It's all right, but the old man doesn't like being locked in like this."

"It's something that can't be helped. Not everyone has the ability to be your incarnation." Puhua smiled and replied.

At this time, everyone had landed on the ground, and the lotus flowers under their feet were scattered.

Huang Lao ignored Pu Hua for the time being, turned his head to look at the group of disciples, and said: "Okay, let's forget about it now, and the seal is broken.

You juniors should be called parents, hurry up and call them parents. Presumably, the many disciples who came here should be quite frightened.

As for those who didn't make it through..."

Huang Lao paused for a moment, looked at many disciples who looked very depressed, and sighed: "Alas... I can only say that fate should be like this, cultivating immortals and seeking the way, there will always be many disasters.

From the moment you decide to embark on the Avenue of Longevity, you should understand that this road is doomed to be very difficult and dangerous, and you will get used to it after seeing a lot. "

"Disciple, thank you senior!"

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life today!"

"Thank you for your teaching, senior!"

"..."

Following Huang Lao's words, many disciples regained their senses slightly. He thanked and saluted Huang Lao with very irregular and different words. But that gratitude was unusually consistent.

Mr. Huang didn't respond, he looked at the crowd indifferently, and after they finished their salutes, he looked at Song Huidong in the crowd and said, "Are you the person in charge of the Tianlingmen this time?"

Song Huidong hesitated for a moment, and said: "Back to the senior, there is still an uncle on the head of the junior."

"Where is the person? Why didn't I see it just now?" Huang Lao frowned.

Song Huidong also shook his head, and said, "This junior is not too sure."

Huang Lao glanced around with flashes of inspiration in his eyes, but found no one, and said: "It can't be because the old Taoist's trick just now destroyed the ritual objects of your Tianlingmen, so he hid and invited your sect to join us." A supreme elder, prepare to ask the old Taoist to pay for the spirit stone!"

Song Huidong's face froze when he heard the words, looking at Mr. Huang, he didn't know how to respond.

Are you laughing?

Although this is very cold, is it a cold joke?

Uh, I'm not sure if it's a cold joke or not, well, it's really cold enough.

Song Huidong, who was a little confused, didn't know where his thoughts had diverged. After a while, Song Huidong showed a stiff smile and said, "Senior, you just joked."

Huang Lao shook his head and said: "Forget it, it's useless to find you. I'll explain it separately. You can go down. There should be a lot of wreckage in this place that needs to be dealt with."

Huang Lao paused, looked at the people around him, and said: "You guys also go down and clean up. Whether it's confining the remains of fellow disciples or dealing with injuries, there are many things to do, so don't stick around in front of the old Taoist!"

"Thank you senior!"

"Thank you, senior!"

"..."

After another salute, everyone dispersed and started to do their own things.

When the crowd dispersed, Mr. Huang turned his head and looked at Pu Hua who had been looking at him without speaking.

Seeing Huang Lao sent people away, Huang Lao just looked at him, and Puhua folded his hands together, saluted, as if meeting him for the first time, and said: "Poor monk Xuande Temple Puhua, I have seen this benefactor."

Huang Lao raised his eyes and looked at the other party, with his hands behind his back, he said indifferently: "Old Taoist Huang Cunshan, he has seen Puhua Bodhisattva."

Surname Huang? An extremely face-to-face monk? Very likely four images?

Puhua's expression moved, and after combining several information, he said hesitantly: "Some time ago, Leiyin Temple asked the temples about Huang Lao, and the benefactor...?"

Huang Lao paused slightly, and said: "If you mean the Huang Lao that Monk Fu Yuan met, if he hasn't met other Huang Lao in this period of time, he should be old."

"It turned out to be Donor Huang, what a blessing!" Puhua said.

Huang Lao showed a slight smile on his indifferent face, looked at Pu Hua and said, "Pu Hua Bodhisattva is really polite."

"Sponsor Huang, are you a disciple of Sanqing Temple?" Puhua looked at Huang Lao who appeared as if he had descended in real body, and asked.

Huang Lao shook his head and said: "No, the old Taoist has nothing to do with Hongmeng Holy Land, he is just an ordinary idle monk."

Puhua paused slightly when he heard the words. Seeing that Mr. Huang stopped talking, he didn't continue to say more. He, who is thousands of years old, instantly understood the meaning of the other party, and didn't continue to ask questions.

Puhua looked beside Huang Lao. At this moment, a black mist and a dirty bullet were suspended beside Huang Lao. He looked at the two objects and said, "I just watched those remnants of the five elements, and I was very afraid of Huang benefactor. How much does the benefactor know about the remnants of the five elements?"

"Puhua Bodhisattva, if you are asking about the old affairs of the remnants of the Five Elements, the old Taoist would not need to talk nonsense. After all, Bodhisattva, you should know more and more details than the old Taoist." Huang Lao paused, looked at Puhua and continued:

"Bodhisattva, if you are asking about the remnants of the five elements before, the old Taoist knows a little bit because of some involvement."

Puhua's expression changed, and he said, "Oh?"

"This is because one of my juniors accidentally entered the Five Elements Ruins, and after that, I got involved with this person." Huang Lao pointed to the half of the black mist beside him, and said:

"During the chance meeting, I met this little ghost several times, but because they all used ordinary avatars, and this little ghost was also unusually slippery, so he slipped away.

This time, because I sensed his breath in advance, I stepped up a little bit when I came.

Unexpectedly, he still slipped away... Well... The current state of the kid should not be regarded as slipping away.

Even if the old Taoist returned the half of his body to him, it was not that person who wanted to recover, at least not all of that person. "

Pu Hua looked at the black mist beside Mr. Huang, and said, "The Nine Fate Extremely Evil Soul Dao is really hard to die, but this Fate Soul and the main body were torn into two halves...

Not dying completely is already the reason for this great fate. But it is estimated that the other party's consciousness is already not sound enough, and it is impossible to recover the cultivation base of Sancai. "

Huang Lao looked at the black mist in front of him and said, "Who knows!"

Puhua also looked at the black mist and said, "Donor Huang, how do you plan to deal with this...thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Puhua's body fluctuated.

Both Huang Lao and Pu Hua had a meal, Pu Hua smiled wryly and said: "It seems that the poor monk can't last long, Senior Brother Pu Xian has arrived!

This is a temporary doppelgänger made with the golden body relic. It came in a very hasty manner, and the consumption was too great afterwards, and now it is almost at its limit. "

Huang Lao paused, and said: "The old Taoist side is similar. There is only a little bit of spiritual power left to support it."

Puhua looked at Huang Laowan's real body, not sure whether the other party's words were true or not. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Huang Shi mainly won't come to Xuande Temple later, and we both exchange information about the remnants of the Five Elements."

Huang Lao paused, and said: "Let's talk about it later, in fact, the old Taoist knows more about the remnants of the Five Elements than the Tianlingmen.

The recent remnants of the Five Elements, what the old Taoist knows, the Tianlingmen probably knows about it, and what the old way doesn't know, the Tianlingmen also knows a lot.

Rather than expecting to communicate with old Taoists, you might as well communicate with people from Tianlingmen.

Even if you come to the blessed place of Xuande Temple and Tianlingmen, even if they don't belong to the same holy place, such an exchange is not too difficult, after all, it is beneficial to both parties. There is really not much communication here for the old Taoist. "

Puhua paused, and said: "So, after the poor monk returns, he will think about something..."

At this time, Puhua's figure fluctuated again, and his figure was a bit illusory.

"Stop procrastinating, if you procrastinate any longer, the golden relic on your disciple's body should be scrapped, and the old Taoist is leaving." Huang Lao looked at Pu Hua and said.

Puhua's illusory figure paused and sighed, and then the dim golden light converged towards his chest, turning into a dim rosary again.

His tall golden figure gradually became smaller by a section, and returned to the appearance of Huixin.

After recovering into Huixin, Huixin bowed to Huang Lao and said, "I've seen Huang Lao!"

Apparently, Puhua wrapped this period of time, he was also conscious in Puhua's body, knowing what happened outside.

After all, it is the treasure of protection given by the elders, and it is not some old monster who made the controller. Such a situation is considered normal. Maybe the wisdom heart in the body can still feel Puhua's feelings.

After all, in this way, Huixin can also get a lot of benefits, which is quite in line with the production concept of golden relics.

Elder Huang glanced at Hui Xin, nodded, and said: "Go and do your work, the old man's time is almost up, and the rescue team that can't support either party has arrived.

But you don't have to worry, the remnants of the Five Elements have already been injured by the joint efforts of the old Taoist and your Bodhisattva from Xuande Temple, and they probably won't come back in a short time. "

Huixin clasped his hands together again, saluted respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your concern, I understand."

Huang Lao nodded and said: "Well, you go ahead, I see that the casualties of your Xuande Temple team are not small, and there should be a lot of things to deal with."

After Huixin heard the words, she saluted again before turning around and leaving.

Huang Lao looked around, and there were quite a few disciples who survived, and quite a few died. The Baishu Sect, as the send-off team, was the worst-quality team, with the most serious casualties.

The entire Azure Feather and Green Boat Ruins is extremely busy at the moment. However, when many disciples are busy, they always subconsciously pay attention to Huang Lao who has an indifferent expression and his hands behind his back.

"Alas..." After looking around for a week, Huang Lao sighed, seeing the miserable situation on the green feather green boat, "These evils of the Five Elements deserve death."

After saying that, Huang Laobao disappeared in place with a small cloud of black mist and a dirty bullet.

The spirit seed that came as a bean soldier dissipated immediately, and the remaining countless special spirit seeds returned to the room where they had been hiding before, and regrouped into Zhang Deming's appearance.

Zhang Deming looked at the black mist and the filthy projectile, and while his spiritual power surged, he temporarily sealed them. Then he turned his hands over and put it in the storage bag. After returning, he will deal with this thing.

It was the first time to use the mirror image of the bean soldier with a tool man as the signal station + split channel + clone to deal with the enemy. The effect seems to be good. With the fusion of the bean soldier and the split channel clone, there is almost no loss in strength.

After putting away the things, Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment, entered the Yuling Space from the subroutine entrance, and looked at the warehouse.

As he expected, this time not only harvested 1.9 karma.

Because rescuing many people still involved a large walking team from all over the world, and also affected the pace of the remnants of the five elements, the merits and luck were not small.

Merit harvested 2.1 points, luck was the most, harvested a full 34.2 points! Now warehouse merit: 13.5, luck: 82.7, karma: 8.4.

Luck is enough for a magic level, but there is no rush now, I will deal with it when I go back, there are still a lot of things outside, waiting for him to deal with, this is not the time to do this.

The consciousness exited the warehouse, left the spirit cultivation space, and returned to the body.

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After Zhang Deming's consciousness returned, he felt the almost empty spiritual power in his dantian, his mind moved slightly, and he began to practice exercises distractedly.

With the operation of the exercises, the subprogram scripts of the exercises in the body also started to run, and the spiritual power in Zhang Deming's body was rapidly recovering.

Feeling the recovery of the spiritual power in his body, Zhang Deming held the spirit stone in his hand, and while performing the exercises, he opened the protection of the room with his identity jade pendant, and walked out.

Outside, because of the disappearance of Huang Lao and Puhua Bodhisattva, it was not affected. Most of the people were busy under the leadership of the leaders of the three parties.

Among them, their Tianlingmen side is the most, after all, the side with the most disciples.

Zhang Deming just took a look, and found Song Huidong in the center of people coming and going.

The moment Song Huidong looked at Zhang Deming, his anxious and flustered expression suddenly relaxed, and his whole body relaxed.

He took two steps in three steps, stepped forward and said, "Junior brother Zhang, where have you been? I'm so scared to death!"

What he said was not false. You must know that he was really a little confused just now. If there is a problem with this person, looking back at Huifeng digging manure and reform through labor, it probably won't be able to solve it.

Just talking about the confession of Master and Master Yue before he left is enough to make him attach great importance to Zhang Deming's safety, and even Gu Liancai and Master Gu have confessed to him with threatening words.

Gu Liancai said: If something goes wrong with Junior Brother Zhang, he doesn't have to come back, otherwise the head teacher and the ancestor of the party will probably pull your skin.

And besides these, there is another junior sister Ling'er who is completely unreasonable, and now even Master Yue can't suppress her.

If she knew that Junior Brother Zhang had a problem under his care, based on his understanding of Junior Sister Ling'er over the years, he would really go crazy, even his master didn't work that way.

Therefore, just now, when Zhang Deming couldn't be found, he realized that he hadn't accepted an escort mission this time, it was a thunderbolt on his head, and it was the treasure thunder of Tianlingmen.

Once there is a problem, it will be the kind that all parties will blow their hair!

Before, I only thought about the issue of getting closer, and felt that Master took good care of him and gave him such a good job.

After Zhang Deming disappeared, he was flustered and realized that his master might be someone else's master, and he didn't love him as a disciple at all. This is simply a sinkhole!

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Song Huidong came to Zhang Deming, and without waiting for Zhang Deming to reply, he continued: "How is it, but who is injured?"

While speaking, he waved his hand and began to scan Zhang Deming's injuries with a faint spiritual light.

Zhang Deming was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable with Song Huidong's unusual enthusiasm.

He took a half step back, opened a little distance, looked at Song Huidong in embarrassment, and said, "Senior Brother Song, I'm fine, but I was hit by Yu Bo. I found a place to hide for a while, and then I was relieved." .”

After Zhang Deming said, Song Huidong also completed the scan. After confirming that Zhang Deming was fine, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I'm so scared to death!" Song Huidong stroked his chest, let out a long breath, and showed an expression of lingering fear.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming's face twitched slightly. Although this performance is very good, but your expression is a bit too much! The relationship between the two of us is not enough for you to worry about me so much!

Zhang Deming felt that Song Huidong was developing in the direction of a dramatist, so he changed the subject decisively, and said, "How is the situation, and what about Uncle Guan?"

Song Huidong's face sank when he heard the words, and said: "It's a bit bad, many disciples died, but luckily the disciples who came here are all newcomers... um..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped, realizing that what he said seemed wrong, he paused, and did not continue. Zhang Deming also knew what he meant, so there was no need to continue talking.

"As for Uncle Guan, I don't know."

Zhang Deming frowned slightly, and said, "I don't know what it means? I watched most of the battle from hiding just now, but I didn't find any official uncles. It's impossible to be beaten invisible by the aftermath during meditation.

Anyway, he is a master uncle. In the previous situation, there were two big bosses, Huang Lao and Puhua Bodhisattva, so it shouldn't be difficult to save his life. "

"I don't know. I haven't seen Uncle Guan since the accident." Song Huidong said.

"Wait, what did you say?" Zhang Deming asked in surprise, his expression changed.

"I said I don't know, what's wrong?" Song Huidong asked suspiciously.

"The last sentence!" Zhang Deming said.

"Since the accident, I haven't seen Uncle Guan again." Song Huidong said honestly.

"You said earlier that very few people pay attention to Uncle Guan, so is there any information about Uncle Guan?" Zhang Deming said with a gloomy look.

Song Huidong was taken aback for a moment, then his face showed surprise, and he said, "You don't suspect that this matter has something to do with Uncle Guan, right?"

Zhang Deming nodded, and said directly: "Yes!"

Song Huidong shook his head immediately, and said: "Impossible, although I haven't read the information of the official uncle, but the official family is a veteran family in the inner sect, and they are deeply involved in the sect in all aspects, so it is impossible for the official uncle to do so. "

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