Code Farmer Comprehension

Qin Shizhong paused, and added: "However, in the past, because of the emphasis on talent, more spiritual roots would lead to more possibilities, and more possibilities for advancement. The sect and its small sects were robbing people every time.

Under the premise that the sect needs disciples with spiritual root talents, the management still pays a little attention to it, and occasionally it will give a sense of presence.

Now... because of the matter of the sacred land of nurturing spirits, it has become a competition for resources, and the sect doesn't really pay much attention to the difference in spiritual roots.

And gifted disciples who are good enough to a certain level don't need to be robbed by the sect, they will come by themselves or someone will send them. Therefore, management disciples pay more attention to the management of the practice families under their banner.

Some disciples rarely even have contact with secular managers. In some places, even some secular managers think that immortals are legends.

In the past few years, because the assignment is about to happen, I have learned a lot of these grassroots information, so I still understand it! "

Zhang Deming pondered and said: "Then I will change the secular system to another system, will the sect take care of it?"

Qin Shizhong paused slightly, and said: "Small-scale ones should be fine, and large-scale ones... If it doesn't affect the sect's 'stallion' distribution, as Master Uncle, you think it's fine. of.

After all, let alone the sect, it is the assigned management disciples, who rarely come into contact with mortal management. Especially in the fringe areas, only a little contact is made every few decades.

It's not that the disciples are unwilling, but that they have been in office for fifty or sixty years, welcoming and sending them to possibly contact several generations.

Maybe when I went there, I still got in touch with the city lord or something, but after finding a mountain to clean up, the city lord died, and he didn't come in time to pass the position or something, and then cut off contact.

And when some juniors go to reconnect, the new city lord may think they are liars or something.

There are so many things like this, and some juniors and juniors simply cut off contact after they broke up. If nothing goes wrong, they just don't bother to care about the secular change.

After all, mundane power struggles can be sad and annoying to watch sometimes. When the family fights, some seniors rarely experience the world of mortals, and are completely confused as to how to deal with it and who to help.

It's not something that can be cleared up with enough cultivation, and it's completely ignorant to deal with it, which affects Qingxiu. "

Zhang Deming heard the words and said: "Since this is the case, the sect doesn't care so much, so let's make it so."

He didn't even think about the republic and equality. He is not the kind of person who can ignore his own safety for the sake of others. There is no such thing as making a revolution in the world of cultivating immortals, doing something about everyone being equal and everyone like a dragon.

But from the city-state to the dynasty, it should still be possible. This is not only conducive to the stability of the common people, but also conducive to the expansion of the sect's "stallion" plan. So if you do this, maybe the sect will support it.

After all, the Holy Land now rules Hongmeng, and although the humanities are unified, the division of the city-states...is still very different.

For example, the small coins in the east city cannot be used in the west city, and even the gold and silver that can be used are different in face value and shape.

Such a division of the city-state under the unity of the humanities is too restrictive for mortals, and there is no chance of affecting practitioners at all.

Qin Shizhong looked at Zhang Deming who was thinking, but didn't reply. As he said, he followed, not caring about ordinary people, he just followed Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming pondered for a moment before flying towards a city below. At this moment, in the city, fireworks are everywhere, and it is really sweeping, killing and looting everywhere.

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When Zhang Deming and Qin Shizhong floated down, they were stunned before they landed.

Qin Shizhong frowned and said, Uncle, it seems that there is an aura of formation?

Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "Large-scale mental guidance and physical stimulation formation, no, at most it is a super-large-scale restriction.

With such an intensity, if ordinary people don't lose their minds, they won't be easily affected, at most they will be more irritable. But now this situation..."

"Alas..." Qin Shizhong sighed, "It seems that the sect has really neglected the management of the world these years."

Zhang Deming nodded and said: "Yes, you can see the whole leopard at a glance, if all the turbulent cities have such a layout, then it is an extremely huge project.

Under such circumstances, the Zongmen, as the manager of local snakes, did not notice it. This is not a matter of negligence in management, but a serious dereliction of duty. "

Qin Shizhong glanced at Zhang Deming, but didn't answer the question.

After a slight pause, the two looked down, and they had already reached the edge of the city. Zhang Deming took Qin Shizhong and drifted towards a place where fireworks were in turmoil.

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Panzhou and Jingcheng.

Because the humanities are unified, the city-states are divided, and under the management of the Holy Land, they have ruled the common people for tens of thousands of years. Although it changed hands several times in the middle, it didn't have much impact on the mortal world.

Because of the long lives of practitioners and their indifference to ordinary people, many management disciples like stability.

Under such innate conditions, all the mortal worlds have been fixed in a certain period by human choice, and have stopped advancing for many years.

Therefore, in every city, the class is abnormally fixed, and it is difficult for a new class to rise, but the oppression has not gradually accumulated, and it has remained at a certain stage.

Under these man-made control choices, Hongmeng and ordinary people have a relatively deformed social development.

But also because of the guardianship of immortals with great power attributed to themselves, many cities have been at ease for an unknown number of years.

And Jingcheng is such a city, where the class is stable, and the alternation of small aristocratic families takes hundreds of years of slow evolution to complete, while large aristocratic families...

Either hug the thigh, or let the stallion out, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to quickly evolve into a large family in such an environment.

Even class oppression is extremely stable, and positions with a little bit of technical content, professional skills, are often hereditary!

Although it is deformed, but because of artificial selection and care, oppression has not continued to accumulate, and it has been suspended in such an era, so Jingcheng has been stable for who knows how many years.

Just like the previous life, it took only a few hundred years for the Warring States Period to complete the transition from the tribe to the empire era.

However, after it evolved into imperialism, the feudal dynasty was fixed for more than two thousand years under artificial control, and it was broken by an irresistible external force and entered the next form - a democratic republic.

This is still purely ordinary in the previous life. In this life, with the choice of a fairy, it will be more stable.

In this society where bandits have a fixed population, faced with the sudden rebellion of the warriors, even just to enter the city to burn, kill and loot, both the people at the bottom and the high-level rulers in Jingcheng fell into panic.

For a time, I didn't know how to deal with it. Those people who deal with daily affairs seemed to be slaughtered by those warriors before the rebellion.

Therefore, in the entire city, there are hundreds of warriors, only a few innate warriors, and only one master warrior leads the team, and he has not yet made a move. Under such circumstances, a city was thrown into panic like tens of thousands of troops entering the city.

Coupled with the fact that no matter how stable the society is, there will always be people suffering from being oppressed. Taking advantage of such troubled times, they will follow suit. And the warriors seem to consciously encourage and protect such people, which further encourages their ethos.

Therefore, from the beginning of the warrior chaos, in just half a day, Jingcheng has become a disaster center in the flames of war, and even spread to surrounding villages and towns.

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Jingcheng, Wang Family.

The Wang family is a little-known small family in Jingcheng. Because of the merits accumulated by their ancestors, they met some manager disciples who didn't know which class they were in, and they did errands for a while.

So suddenly there was status and money, and then the seclusion of the managers disappeared, and the old-fashioned Jingcheng also recognized the status of the Wang family. In this way, the Wang family became a small family that was passed on hereditary.

Even the children in the family are almost their own people, but only almost.

The turmoil of the warriors was not affected because the Wang family was located on the edge of the city and close to the suburbs. However, when Wang Er, the son of Wang Er, went shopping, he not only brought back three strangers with bearded beards, but also brought back the disaster. .

He took the initiative to guide a few people into the Wang family, and the Wang family who didn't check for a while were brought under control.

The men were all picked out, tortured and killed in various ways, leaving behind a group of panicked female family members, who were played by the four in different ways in front of everyone in the family hall for most of the day .

This person, once oppressed for a long time, held back for a long time, suddenly breaks out, it is easy to go wrong, and if he is guided by some strength, he will be out of control.

As time went by, the four of them went too far.

Without realizing it, each of them gradually became inhuman, not tired, but more energetic, more brutal, and more perverted.

Although Wang Qian has reached the age of marriage, but because she was too smart since she was a child, she helped the Wang family with a lot of things, and gradually evolved from many sisters and brothers to become the jewel in the palm of the Wang family.

Originally, this was great luck.

In such a world with fixed classes, with such an identity, she may gradually become the grandmother of the family when she gets married in the future.

Even if she worked harder and made the Wang family reluctant to leave her house and her son-in-law came to the door, she might still control the Wang family and become the mistress of the family. But such calculations were completely shattered today.

After those crazy gangsters entered the house and slaughtered all the uncles and brothers in different ways in front of their female relatives, hell began.

First, four aunts in their twenties were toyed to death in front of their eyes in the hall.

Then these four people began to be tortured and ravaged in various ways, and their age tendency became younger and younger.

Fortunately, there are quite a few female family members in the Wang family. The smart Wang Qian, the moment she understood the situation, she hid any of her bright spots.

Watching aunts, aunts, and sisters coldly, being tormented one by one. She kept watching, and could only watch, her eyes became more and more indifferent.

Originally, she planned to keep hiding until her eight-year-old sister was pushed out by a clan elder sister who discovered the gangsters' tendency to survive for a while in order to protect herself, and was noticed by the gangsters.

Wang Qian, who was hiding in the crowd and watching everything with cold eyes, saw the way the gangsters looked at her sister. She understood something. If she didn't do something, her sister would follow in the footsteps of those clan sisters.

At that moment, she didn't wait and see, but came out of the crowd, wiped off the things on her face, and revealed her elegant demeanor as the jewel of the royal family.

The attention of those vulgar warriors was completely diverted, but the hell that greeted her had also begun.

She has already understood too many things, she looked at the clan sisters watching from the corner of her eye, and there was no resentment in her eyes, because she understood their situation.

She just endured it as hard as she could, and with this half-day observation,

She even clearly felt that one of the gangsters had turned into pity. If she was given a little more time, she felt that she could control it.

At least it shouldn't be too difficult to capture that man's heart as her mother taught her. It's a pity...it seems to be late.

Waves of fatigue hit my mind, my eyes became more and more dilated, and I felt a little strenuous.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she saw the fairy who came to welcome her.

The other party's gorgeous wings and handsome face with a gloomy expression, in this desperate moment of hers, shone with a strange light, never so dazzling.

Just like every girl is looking forward to his Prince Charming, riding a white horse and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds.

Her celestial envoy, accompanied by a celestial servant, floated down with an angry face, ignoring the people who were stunned by him, but looked at the four thugs with cold and angry eyes.

Before the four of them begged for mercy, green seedlings suddenly appeared from all over their bodies. Judging from the appearance of the seedlings, they turned out to be the rice they ate.

Under the terrified and helpless struggle of the four people, the four people turned into four tiny seedling fields.

The green seedlings in the pores of the whole body are all over the body, swaying slightly, unusually active. But the four gangsters who turned into seedling fields are still alive.

At this moment, Wang Qian smiled. She looked at the tragic situation of the bandits and the angel not far away.

The fairy envoy seemed to feel something, and she turned her head to look at it. When her four eyes met, she tried her best to show a charming smile.

But in her current state, coupled with her age, this smile is extremely heartbreaking. The tense nerves, because of the sudden relaxation, she felt tired like a wave of water, about to drown her.

When she was dying, she saw her fairy envoy, walked up to her quickly, picked her up without hesitation, and stretched out her palm with pity.

The hand of the fairy envoy turned into a vine like a ruby, and the dreamy brilliance flickered, it was so beautiful.

As the arm turned into a gemstone vine and inserted into her chest, Wang Qian, who was dying, was shocked all over her body, and suddenly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the picture that was close at hand, looking at her with concern. handsome face.

He had pity and distress on his face, but his eyes were unusually bright and clear, with a little bit of anger that had not completely dissipated.

The gorgeous wings on her back were slightly spread, and the ruby ​​vines in her hands were flickering. The scene at this moment was completely engraved in Wang Qian's mature yet immature mind.

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Zhang Deming led Qin Shizhong, drifting down towards the turbulent place. When the two approached, they felt an unusually strong smell of blood and resentment.

Qin Shizhong frowned and said, "What are these remnants going to do? It's fine to plunder and cultivate. Why do you spend such effort to create chaos in the common world, just to cause some killings and cause trouble for the sect?"

Zhang Deming ignored him, but went straight to the bloodiest place, the main hall of the family. Zhang Deming, who floated into the hall, was taken aback for a moment.

I saw that the main hall was divided into two sides. On one side were all kinds of male corpses who had been tortured to death and filled with resentment. Well, they should be stumped limbs and arms.

Blood stained the entire hall red, plasma all over the place.

In the corner on the other side was a group of helpless female relatives. At this moment, these female relatives looked at him with surprise.

In the main hall, the remaining three watched with interest.

Three of them obviously had a deep breath of being guided by the mind, and there was also a slight sense of true energy.

Looking at the purgatory-like hall, Zhang Deming looked angry, and restrained the four of them by raising his hands. At this moment, the girl was already dying.

Zhang Deming subconsciously took a step forward, hugging him in his arms, his arm turned into a ruby ​​color, and started the treatment.

At the same time, he paused, a lot of ruby-colored vines sprouted from his body, stabbing down at the surrounding women who were still alive, the hidden seeds in his body jumped slightly, and strands of vitality were released.

With the magic-level rattan technique and Anzi's vitality, in the face of these mortal injuries, he is almost at the point of life and death. As long as there is breath, he can heal well.

In just a moment, the baby girl in her arms recovered, her eyes widened, and she stared blankly at him.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?" Zhang Deming looked at the other party and asked.

Wang Qian came back to her senses when she heard the words. She was as intelligent as she was, and with her ancestral connection, she understood what had happened, guessed Zhang Deming's identity, and understood that all this was not a dream.

The first time she reacted, she retracted her arms and uttered the first word: "Dirty!"

After saying that, he wanted to struggle to leave Zhang Deming.

The voice was cold, not waiting for the slightest emotional fluctuation. Such a voice appeared on a girl of this age. Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback, and his heart twitched violently.

He didn't let go of the other party, tried his best to show a gentle smile, and said, "It's okay!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the transparency shone with luster, like a crystal-like stream of water appeared in his hand. The water flow slowly condensed into a dragon shape, entangled, and washed Wang Qian's whole body.

After finishing all this, Zhang Deming smiled again and said, "Look, it's clean."

Wang Qian hugged her chest, tucked away the corner of her clothes, and said as before: "Dirty!"

Zhang Deming shook his head seriously, and appraised: "No, it's very clean! I said so!"

Wang Qian was stunned, the gloomy eyes flickered again, and she looked at Zhang Deming with unusual brightness, which seemed to be called hope or goal.

"Want to take revenge?" Zhang Deming asked.

After Wang Qian recovered, she shook her head and said, "I don't want to!"

Zhang Deming was taken aback for a moment, then asked in astonishment: "Why?"

"I can't follow you after getting revenge! I want to follow you. My grandfather said that the emissaries are not tired of mortals, but just tired of trouble. I just want to follow you, not trouble." Wang Qian said bluntly while changing her attitude.

Zhang Deming was stunned again, the obviously inappropriate words did not make Zhang Deming feel disgusted at this moment.

"Then just watch it for now!" After saying that, Zhang Deming let go of the girl.

Zhang Deming stood up, looked at the women around him who had been rescued by him, and said, "Want to take revenge?"

After hearing the words one by one, they recovered from their astonishment, and looked at the four strange 'seedfields' on the ground with resentful eyes.

"Think!" Among the many women, a roughly woman said with hatred for the girl dressed as a woman.

Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "Then I'll leave them to you, there's nothing you need to do except devour flesh and blood."

After saying that, Zhang Deming got up and stopped paying attention to them.

All the girls looked at me and I looked at you, but in the end it was the girl who took the lead, and was the first to pounce on her. At first, she punched and kicked.

But they are all a bunch of ladies who are very well-bred, and the fists... are not torture, it is simply a slapstick at the level of fun.

"ah······"

I don't know who it was, suddenly pulled a seedling, and as the seedling and the hair-like roots at the bottom were pulled out, the person let out a mournful roar.

All the women paused and looked at the seedlings together. Zhang Deming who was on the side suddenly said, "Before the plucking is over, they still have energy and their consciousness is very clear."

There was no instruction on what to do, nor was there any restriction on how to do it. When all the women heard the words, their eyes flickered with vengeance.

"ah······"

"ah······"

"ah······"

A burst of screams came from the hall.

"Haha..." accompanied by some women's happy and slightly maniacal laughter.

Zhang Deming tilted his head, looked at Wang Qian who was standing aside with his head lowered, and said, "If you don't do it again, there will be no chance."

Wang Qian slightly raised her head and glanced at Zhang Deming, but did not make any movement, and lowered her head again.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand, countless blood-red vines swayed and grew out of the various stumps and arms in the hall.

As the vines grew, the surrounding corpses quickly disappeared. When all the corpses disappeared, most of the blood-red vines disappeared, leaving only one section, which was quickly woven into a tablet.

Zhang Deming tilted his head, looked at those women, and said, "Who can take charge now?"

An old woman in her sixties walked out tremblingly, and replied: "Report to the Immortal, the head of the Wang family is dead."

"What is your identity?" Zhang Deming looked at the old woman and asked.

"I am a fairy, I am the current grandmother of the Wang family." The old woman replied in this way.

Zhang Deming nodded, and said, "That's fine! I'll help you dispose of the corpse. There are some things on it. If you leave it like that, something will happen after a long time.

Hey, this is the memorial tablet of your family, let's keep some thoughts for the women in this area of ​​your family.

Hmm... With this thing as a support, no matter what happens in the future, even if they are all female relatives, they should be able to survive in this city. "

The old woman took the red plaque handed over by the vine, hugged it firmly in her arms, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and said with tears in her eyes: "The old man thanked the immortal head for the unjust souls of the Wang family... "..."

Zhang Deming glanced at the other party with a slight frown, but did not stop him. After the other party finished kowtowing, he said: "Okay, get up quickly, I have a lot of things to do, but I don't have much time to spend with your family."

After saying that, he paused, turned his head to look at Wang Qian, and said, "Do you really want to follow me?"

Wang Qian nodded and said, "Yes!"

Zhang Deming pondered for a while, and said: "It's not impossible, you still have a chance in heaven."

After saying that, Zhang Deming flipped his hands over and took out three Yuling beads, a pair of miniature wings in the beads trembled slightly.

Holding the beads, Zhang Deming said: "After swallowing them, if you can gain something, follow me, if not, you don't have to follow me."

Seeing this, Qin Shizhong, who was standing quietly by the side, moved slightly, and looked at Wang Qian with a rare flash of envy. His immortal sect struggled for half a hundred years before he got such an opportunity. The other party is at this age...

Hearing this, Wang Qian took the three beads from Teng Wan and wanted to throw them into her mouth.

"I advise you to be more careful. This thing is not a poison test. Uncle Shi would not be so boring as to give you a poison test. Rather than you wasting it like this, you should give it to me."

Looking at Wang Qian's actions, it may be that Zhang Deming really intends to accept people. The seasoned Qin Shizhong began to send favors at this moment. Seemingly random words, people who understand can hear a lot of things.

Zhang Deming glanced at Qin Shizhong, and Qin Shizhong smiled at Zhang Deming. Zhang Deming didn't care either, and continued to stare at Wang Qian.

When Wang Qian heard Qin Shizhong's words, she paused, her eyes flickered, she put down two and swallowed one of them directly.

As she swallowed, a faint spiritual light emerged from her body, and a thin hollow ball of light surrounded her.

"Is this... the ultimate spiritual root talent with at least 75 points?"

Qin Shizhong looked at Wang Qian, who was not feeling angry at all. After swallowing the first Yu Lingzhu, a thin hollow ball was formed instead of wasting all of it, and he was a little surprised.

Zhang Deming said with a smile on his face: "At first, I just felt that I had some talent, but I didn't expect him to be such a good seedling."

Between the two of them speaking, the thin hollow ball broke after only a moment.

Naturally, Wang Qian did not succeed in realizing the Dao, but she felt a little angry, and she had entered the circle of monks.

After she opened her eyes, she already understood what it was, at least she knew what it was used for.

She didn't swallow the beads again immediately, but closed her eyes and sorted out the things in her mind.

After a while, she took out a bead again, but she didn't swallow it. Instead, she held the bead without a teacher, and tentatively used the little spiritual power in her body to stimulate it.

This time, dense spiritual power spots surrounded her, forming a bright hollow circle, a pair of miniature wings, and flew into her mind. After a while, she opened her eyes, and the spiritual wind flickered under her feet.

Zhang Deming looked slightly surprised. He originally thought that even if she had good talent, but she had not stepped into cultivation, the three beads added up had a 30 to 50% chance of being good.

Unexpectedly, with just two, it was a success.

At this time, Zhang Deming's expression changed, and he followed the entrance of the subroutine to the spirit cultivation space.

As soon as the consciousness explored the warehouse, energy surged in the warehouse at this moment, and merit and luck were rapidly condensing.

After a while, everything stabilized, and Zhang Deming found that his merits had increased by five, and his luck had increased by seventeen.

Zhang Deming was very pleasantly surprised by this huge harvest.

You know, at present, except for a few wools, no one else has gained as much energy as she has gained from enlightenment.

So finally the test came out? Is it a mortal who has changed his life and has no chance to practice, and has gained the most, or is this a special case, and she is also a miscellaneous sheep that usually sheds her hair?

Or both? Zhang Deming's thoughts flickered, and he left the spirit cultivation space.

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"Well, it's not bad, just follow me from now on." Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Anyway, I don't have any children. Although you are a bit older, you should still be considered the last bus."

Wang Qian didn't understand the rest, but she understood if she followed Zhang Deming, and immediately saluted: "Thank you, servant girl..."

"Stop, from now on you can call yourself a disciple, you can be a junior, just don't use this. As for me, you can call me uncle or young master." Zhang Deming interrupted immediately.

Wang Qian paused, and immediately said, "I understand, my lord."

Listening to the address, Qin Shizhong took another serious look at Wang Qian, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know whether his previous favor was given to the right person.

"Okay, I have to go to other places in the city. Say goodbye and come back next time... these people don't know how much longevity they have." Zhang Deming said bluntly.

Wang Qian looked back, she didn't have the slightest affection for the clan sisters. Although she understood and didn't hate them before, she didn't have any feelings.

Just looking at the teary-eyed eight-year-old girl in the crowd, the girl was pinned down on the shoulder by an aunt who was afraid that she would spoil the Wang family's amazing opportunity, and couldn't go forward. It was also this aunt just now who protected her sister and did not come out when she was tortured.

"Second Aunt, my sister may depend on you from now on." The cold Wang Qian suddenly choked up.

Without waiting for the other party to reply, the old woman holding the red spiritual tablet said: "Follow the fairy head with confidence, and wait in front of you. If you are alive for a day, the Wang family will not treat her badly."

Zhang Deming watched quietly, and took it with him without saying anything.

In the previous situation, he was duty-bound to save people, but bringing people... was all because he had a need for a mortal to enter the Tao, so let's forget about dragging his family.

Even if it is other senior brothers, it is impossible to do this. At most, they can test the little girl's spiritual roots. However, Zhang Deming's trip was not a team of apprentices, so forget it.

And if she wants to ascend to heaven, she should stay away from the world of mortals and see her future.

"gone!"

Seeing that the other party's explanation was almost complete, two vines stretched out from Zhang Deming's waist, entangled the two of them, and the wings emerged from his back. With a slight vibration, he flew out of Wang's house and headed towards the chaotic Jingcheng.

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The three of them came to the city, and just halfway through the city, they saw countless tragedies happening. Under the guidance of the warriors, people began to collapse. Coupled with the influence of the formation, it was like a snowball.

"Uncle Master, let the disciple go down!" Although Qin Shizhong didn't care about ordinary people, he took the initiative to speak when he saw Zhang Deming's gloomy face.

Zhang Deming said lightly: "No need!"

He took Qin Shizhong and Wang Qian to the largest square in Jingcheng, and stopped at the apprentice square. Qin Shizhong looked at Zhang Deming suspiciously, not knowing what Zhang Deming was going to do.

"It should be here." Zhang Deming said with certainty.

After saying that, spiritual power surged in his hands, and under the square, some spiritual power lines began to converge.

"Is this... the center of formation affecting this city?" Qin Shizhong asked.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "At most it's just a restriction core, but because it's big enough, some things are made more, and it looks complicated."

As Zhang Deming said, he stretched out his hand a little bit. As the spiritual power surged, the lines of spiritual power on the square collapsed and turned into light spots of spiritual power all over the place.

The weak influence of formations pervading the entire city dissipated in unison.

After finishing all this, Zhang Deming didn't leave. He took the two of them and hovered a few meters high in the center of the square. At this moment, the spiritual power consumed by the previous battle had already been fully recovered by running the script, including Anzizhong.

Zhang Deming took a deep breath, and while his spiritual power fluctuated violently, he said: "Law: This city prohibits the evil that I have stipulated, and those who violate it will be beaten with a whip!"

When a city-level law was issued, the spiritual power in Zhang Deming's body directly decreased by four-fifths. A strange fluctuation spread throughout the city, and everyone heard the words clearly.

"ah······"

As the law came into effect, many people who lost their minds screamed and woke up with whips, looking at themselves in a daze.

Zhang Deming didn't stop because of this, his body was throbbing, and he said again: "I heard a rumor that people in this city will gather in this square to see what's going on."

Once again, the range of city-level spells spread, and all the people in Jingcheng began to gather towards the square.

Ordinary people don't even realize that they are being controlled, they subconsciously want to go to the square to have a look, while those warriors who are causing chaos all over the city, including those elites with acquired cultivation bases, understand what happened, but completely Can't break free.

In the city lord's mansion, the leader of the master, who was comparable to a senior apprentice, who had never made a move, was struggling even more violently.

While trying to control himself, he said with horror on his face: "Didn't it mean that it would take a day at the earliest to respond to these door-to-door visits.

And the border of Panzhou should have been longer, why did monks of this level come here in a long time..."

"I don't know, there is no other news from the clan." A young man who was struggling with the same fear as him responded.

But their struggles were in vain, and they headed towards the square uncontrollably.

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Zhang Deming's two speech skills consumed the entire Anzi's spiritual power, and even brought a little of the spiritual power of Dantian, and the consumption continued, but it was no longer the big head.

While performing his exercises and recovering his spiritual power, he looked at the crowd gathered in the square.

Wang Qian, who was behind her, looked shocked at the scene of controlling a city of mortals in just a few words. At this moment, she fully realized what is called an immortal and what is called an immortal.

Even Qin Shizhong was a little surprised to see Zhang Deming's fluctuations in such a wide range of techniques. This kind of magic strength has almost caught up with the three talented monks.

And in the square below, people began to gather densely. But it wasn't a random gathering, but divided into regular square formations.

Until then, many people realized that they seemed to be controlled.

A little terrified, some struggling crazily, some even a little crazy, more silent, silently looking at the figure suspended a few meters above the square.

There was a gentle breeze, the wings were slightly spread, and Zhang Deming, who looked calm, was followed by a man and a woman. This posture made people think of the so-called immortal at first glance.

Zhang Deming looked at the crowd below with a calm expression, and was stared at by countless people without stage fright.

It wasn't until all the people gathered that Zhang Deming looked at the crowd below and said, "Well, all the people should have arrived, and I have to thank the Apprentice Plaza for being big enough, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to accommodate them.

I think you all should have guessed who I am, but let me introduce it!

I am the peak master of Yuling Peak of Tianlingmen, that is, the immortal in your mouth, um, the kind of immortal. "

Hearing this, Qin Shizhong trembled for the first time, and his horrified expression was forcibly suppressed by him.

"Welcome to the Immortal!"

In the crowd, I don't know who it was, who made such a head, and then suddenly there was a trend, and everyone fell to their knees, bowing their heads in an untidy way.

This action gave Zhang Deming a pause, and after a while, Zhang Deming continued: "Your Jingcheng, and even the entire Panzhou, are under the jurisdiction of Tianlingmen.

Originally, immortals and mortals are different. You live your life and experience the eight sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation from love, not getting what you want, and the prosperity of the five yins.

We are too lazy to get involved, and we don't want to care about this world of mortals, but..."

Zhang Deming turned his head to look at the specially planned phalanx in the crowd, and continued: "But some mortals have gone too far this time.

The situation has already surpassed the normal situation, so we, the immortals who are said by you to be non-human, have to show up and intervene in your life and this world of mortals. "

"I'm so grateful for the mercy of the gods!"

Another voice sounded, successfully bringing the rhythm, and a crowd of people kowtowed again. This time I saved a lot of trouble, I didn't need to kneel, because after kneeling just now, no one took the lead, and no one got up at all.

Zhang Deming turned his head instantly, and locked on a person in the crowd.

It was an old man in his fifties, judging by his attire, he looked a bit like a person in charge of the city, um, but judging by his behavior, he should be closer to a fart.

It is probably because of this that he was not hunted and killed by warriors in the early stage, so he escaped unharmed.

At this moment, the other party carefully shrunk his body and lowered his head, trying to reduce the sense of presence as much as possible, but at the same time, he did not forget to always hold his feet, and his professionalism was already full.

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