Code Farmer Comprehension

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

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

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

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

"call······"

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

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

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

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

"A feather doesn't float? Tianhe weak water? Shouldn't weak water be the clearest water in the world, why... huh?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zhang Deming frowned and looked at the river, then at the mottled bone path under his feet, frowning a little. Especially now, not a single living or dead thing has been seen, it's all barren.

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

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

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

However, with the previous lessons learned, he was not galloping, but walked forward with all his vigilance without haste.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Um?

Huangquan Road?

Naihe Bridge?

So this is one of the underworld master realms in the Shenting era, the afterlife realm?

According to the legend, the world dedicated to reincarnation?

No wonder, it's no wonder that the concept of flying is forbidden, and the mind is confused. Thinking about it, only the Underworld Lord Realm can afford such a high-end 'decoration'.

But... what does Yuelao have to do with the underworld? He still uses the core of the underworld to inherit the Bone Prison Array, and imprison this session here?

Could it be that the previous guess was wrong, this Red Thread Sect is not the inheritance left by Yuelao, but someone in the underworld created it?

Uh, there is such a pure marriage orthodoxy in the underworld?

It's not impossible, after all, the Divine Court of the Primordial Realm has always been a mess, and it is completely different from what Zhang Deming knew in his previous life, and it is always so plausible.

While thinking, Zhang Deming looked around again, but found no other way, so he had to call out the monitor elf.

"Can you sense Yan Xiangcheng's specific address?"

"No, I can only make a preliminary judgment, and after entering here, it is still so vague, I can only roughly locate it. And..."

Zhang Deming looked at the monitor elf in surprise, and said, "You have learned to stop talking?"

"Back to the main brain, even when facing Pei Xiaoxiao's search, although it was blurry in Tianyu, after entering the flesh and blood pool of Tianyu Central Hospital, the perception began to become clear, let alone entering the meat ball space.

But this time, even after entering this world, the perception is still not clear at all, just like..."

"Like someone hanged me?"

"It's possible, and not only that."

"What else?" Zhang Deming asked with a frown.

"Our monitoring method comes from the special way of Shinto, 'everything that is thought will be watched by God', and we still use the light of enlightenment as Yiping to start peeping.

Theoretically speaking, in today's world, there are few people who can clearly detect our peeping. At most, the perception is against the sky, and there is a vague sense, such as peeping into Qianyu, Jianchen and other major repairs.

Even in the age of the ancient gods, it was difficult to achieve the current shielding. Like the three goddesses last time, shielding from a long distance, but unable to do it at a close distance, is already a cultivation base against the sky. "

"So what do you want to say?" Zhang Deming frowned.

"According to the current data analysis, I am afraid that not only someone has discovered our previous peeping at Yan Xiangcheng, but also an existence similar to Taibai Jinxing who specializes in information-type divine ways.

If it's such a god, we really have to meet each other, I'm afraid...the mastermind will also have his underpants turned over by then, and he will be completely seen! "

Hearing this, Zhang Deming fell silent, and then said for a moment, "So not only might someone be fishing, but it might also be an old bastard who is a voyeur?"

"Well, there is a possibility, so please decide whether to continue going."

"Wait, since it might be peeping at the old woman, then now..." Zhang Deming suddenly frowned.

"Impossible, the other party can block our peeping, which is already very powerful. But if you want to peek at the master brain, or be peeped by the master brain without the slightest notice, it is completely impossible. After all, today's spirit cultivation space is already The revival of Shinto has carried on, and it is completely the embryonic form of a Taoist weapon."

Hearing this, Zhang Deming was silent again for a while. After considering the attitudes of Shengdi and Qianyu towards Yan Xiangcheng, he looked up at the Naihe Bridge in front of him and said, "In this case, it's people or ghosts. Let's go and see it." .

After all... the three goddesses have obviously woken up. Although I don't know how to provoke this crazy woman, it is obvious that she is staring at me.

In the current situation, any chance of increasing the bargaining chip to deal with her is worth taking the risk, otherwise it is really waiting to die. "

The monitor elf didn't reply. Obviously, it also knew Zhang Deming's current situation clearly, so it disappeared quietly.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming looked around again, and stepped resolutely, onto the mottled jade bridge in front of him.

The moment he stepped on the bridge, Zhang Deming felt a tremor. It is not the bridge that is trembling, but his heart is trembling. At the same time, a heavy feeling came over.

He frowned and moved on.

As he continued to move forward, he found that his heart began to be filled with various feelings, such as heaviness, emotion, loneliness, etc., and various negative emotions came and aggravated.

At this moment, he clearly discovered that even Qiyu's identity is of no use here. This bridge seems to be aimed at the mind, or memory, of the people on the bridge, regardless of people.

In his memory, the more clear pictures there are, the more difficult each step is to walk on this bridge, as if to crush these things.

"Looking at Huangquan on Huangquan Road, sighing in front of the Naihe Bridge. It turns out that Huangquan Road is a vague memory, leaving behind the past. Is this place to let go of all kinds of emotions in the past life?"

"So if I'm not mistaken, this whole process is all about all kinds of past lives, completely erasing memories and emotions without hurting the soul, so that I can reincarnate?"

After probably understanding the reason, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Zhang Deming's mouth. It should be very difficult for others to avoid all of this, and it is impossible without a shocking overhaul. And such an existence will not mix here.

But for Zhang Deming, with distraction, he can cut self-awareness, feelings, and soul at will, and add the spiritual space to store these things, and the ability to peep can remotely sense the outside.

He can completely cut himself into a newborn baby first, and then remotely sense it in the spirit cultivation space. In this way, not only is there no problem with Naihe Bridge, but also all the means aimed at the past and present in the future can be perfectly avoided.

Thinking about this, he no longer uses Qi Yu's identity, after all, if Yan Xiangcheng finds out later, it will be hard to explain.

Especially if it is discovered by the old monsters that may exist, it is easy to know that he has the ability to perfectly transform into other people.

This technique of adaptability and transformation is not a concept. He doesn't want this card to be discovered by others.

After recovering as Huang Lao, he decisively resorted to the technique of distraction. As the aura flickered, a strange long knife emerged.

"call······"

"cut!"

Zhang Deming took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stabbed himself in the heart.

"Um!"

In an instant, Zhang Deming groaned.

Even now that the mind of distraction has reached the eighth level, and the ultimate sublimation version of its technique: one qi transforms the three cleans, and even the technique of beheading corpses to prove the Tao has been learned by Zhang Deming.

However, the bad experience of this technique has not improved much, but the failure rate has become very small, and he has become very handy.

It can be seen that the person who developed this technique for the first time must be a big boss, a super boss who is surprisingly ruthless to himself.

As his mind was divided into two, Zhang Deming took his memory and decisively escaped into the spirit cultivation space. Huang Lao's eyes suddenly became clear, like a newborn.

Transparent and pure, like a pool of clear water, at the same time, it has lost all cognition and is at a loss.

Zhang Deming, on the other hand, was like a puppet on a string in the spirit cultivation space, controlling the newborn Huang Lao and walking forward.

This time, the bridge has no feeling at all, just like an ordinary jade bridge. Under Zhang Deming's control, Mr. Huang not only walked faster and faster, but even galloped in the end.

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In this way, it should have been very difficult to move forward with a heavy load, but Zhang Deming easily got stuck in the way of a bug.

Although the river is very wide, at Zhang Deming's current speed, even if he can't fly, it's only a matter of a moment under the premise of running wildly.

Therefore, in just a short while, he came to the opposite side.

At the end of the bridge, there is a huge door frame. On the door post, there are two pitch-black dragons hovering. The two dragons are constantly winding upwards. in it.

When the ghost head opened its big mouth, three special words 'Ghost Gate' appeared on it. The dragon and the ghost head and everything else look like living things, but they don't have the slightest vitality. They look like sculptures.

But inside the door, there is a pitch-black vortex, constantly rotating, like a strange space portal.

No need to guess, this is the so-called ghost gate closed.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming hardly hesitated, and directly controlled Huang Lao, rushing in.

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The moment he entered the door, Zhang Deming felt a burst of warmth enveloping him, as if a strange hand was touching his mind, as gentle as returning to his mother's gestation, wanting to let him fall asleep.

At the moment when the feeling hit, he resolutely gave up his control over Huang Lao, and his whole mind retracted into the spirit cultivation space, just peeping at Huang Lao.

At this moment, Huang Lao didn't know where he was, the surroundings were pitch black, and he seemed to be floating in the depths of the deep starry sky.

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ps: I forgot that there was no 29th last month... so I didn't update it yesterday...