Code Farmer Comprehension

As Zhang Deming's perception withdrew, the deep starry sky outside seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a strange touch touched Huang Lao again, and Huang Lao was suddenly thrown out directly.

Obviously, although it is still operating here, not only is there no one on duty, but there is no intelligence at all, it is just a mechanized operation.

Therefore, regarding Huang Lao's current situation, he is almost cleaner than having gone through all the procedures before reincarnation.

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When Huang Lao was thrown out, Zhang Deming immediately passed the surveillance and looked around.

Seeing this, he was a little surprised. Although the place I passed before was desolate, it should have been deliberately decorated in this way to fit the atmosphere of the underworld.

Of course, the place we are now is completely different. There should have been some buildings here, but they have been completely ruined. It can be vaguely seen that this place should be a strangely decorated pool.

However, it is difficult to see the original appearance now. Obviously, this place has also experienced a war. It is only here that one can see that this is also one of the relics of the Shenting Annihilation War.

"Is it really Senior Huang?"

While Zhang Deming took this opportunity to observe his surroundings, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Deming controlled Elder Huang, looked back, and found that Yan Xiangcheng also appeared in the corner of the ruins at some point.

Mr. Huang should be in the pool at this moment, and Yan Xiangcheng should be on the edge of the pool, but it's just a ruin, so there is no difference.

From the looks of it, he seemed to know that someone was coming, and he had been waiting here for a long time.

"No way, it's just this hard work, who made me, Xuanhuanglou, responsible for the safety of every alliance disciple?"

Yan Xiangcheng heard the words, looked up at Huang Lao, and said with unclear meaning: "Is that so!"

"So you specially lured this old man here?" Mr. Huang raised his head to look at Yan Xiangcheng, and said before attacking Yan Xiangcheng first.

Yan Xiangcheng and Huang Lao looked at each other, but what they saw was Huang Lao's completely different eyes, which were so clear, clean, and pure that he was a little stunned. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found something, and said with a big turn: " Did senior forcefully break into the way of life?"

"Otherwise, how do you think the old man came in?" Huang Lao said, "Don't change the subject, you deliberately lured the old man here?"

However, Yan Xiangcheng was shocked by Huang Lao's rhetorical answer. It seemed that Huang Lao, who had forced his way to the past, had surpassed his cognition of Huang Lao's strength, so that he was in a daze for a long time.

"What are you doing foolishly? I'm very busy, I don't have time to chat with you for long." Seeing this, Mr. Huang said with a frown.

Yan Xiangcheng came back to his senses when he heard the words, he didn't answer Huang Lao's question, he just collected his mind, bowed again, and said: "Master has been waiting for a long time, please invite Huang Lao to follow the disciples!"

"Master? Are you a disciple of the Red Thread Sect?" Elder Huang asked with a frown. In his words, he was asking him who Master meant.

"Senior, come with me, you will understand everything when you see Master." Yan Xiangcheng said so.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming in the Yuling Space thought for a while, considering the treatment Yan Xiangcheng received in the Holy Land, and Qian Yu's inexplicable attitude towards him, then his master should not be a big devil.

At worst, a voyeur.

Therefore, Zhang Deming just kept silent, and controlled Huang Lao to go up.

Seeing this, Yan Xiangcheng didn't say a word, and silently led Huang Lao to move forward in the ruins.

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Yan Xiangcheng led Mr. Huang through a wreckage area. Only then did Mr. Huang realize that after passing through the ruins of the previous pool for a certain distance, he seemed to have entered a residential area.

It seems that it should be the residence of the gods of the Underworld, because judging from the ruins, although these styles are somewhat different from those in the Lingxiao Realm, they also have great similarities.

But when the two walked forward for a certain distance, Zhang Deming found that the surroundings became strange. The feeling that the surroundings were alive just after entering the rock forest area reappeared, and this time it was much clearer.

Until he found a ground with a huge blood vessel-like flesh wall, like a tree root, twisting and rolling on the ground, one part was broken on the ground, and the other part was underground, he subconsciously frowned.

Perhaps it was due to the difference in Huang Lao's eyes and expression changes, Yan Xiangcheng began to explain self-consciously: "Before the appearance of the heavens, especially before the remains of the Lingxiao Palace in the Lingxiao Realm were discovered, the bone prisoner guarded by our Red Thread Sect The Heaven Formation is one of the most important forbidden areas in the entire Hongmeng.

The three holy lands had to be prepared for the matter of the reincarnated world.

Of course, they are just following the ancestral precepts. Even as the Red Line Sect guarding the sect, we are only qualified to enter here and know the real situation.

This is also the fundamental reason why our Red Thread Sect has been able to inherit in Hongmeng for so long, with ups and downs, and has never left the top ancient sect. "

It seems to be talking about the past, but it is actually explaining in a disguised form that this is a guarded place, which is a bit reassuring for Mr. Huang.

"Then this time?" Mr. Huang said after hearing the words.

Of course he was talking about the extermination of the Red Thread Sect before.

When Yan Xiangcheng heard this, he suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he said: "After all, you can't enter the Holy Land, and you have obeyed the ancestor's precepts for so many years, so you can only suppress our sect for this reason.

Our sect is now going to extinction, it can be regarded as our own doing, and under the premise that the catastrophe has already come, the three holy places have no intention of supporting our sect to restart.

In fact, I have been to the Holy Land more than once before, and I didn’t get any help. Not to mention, there are even many unrighteous people who want to take this opportunity to explore the forbidden area.

Hehe, the Holy Land...is nothing more than that, and there are quite a few turbid places. "

When Mr. Huang heard the words, he immediately understood the general situation. Presumably, some ambitious people thought that the restricted area would have some great benefits, and wanted to take the opportunity to simply occupy it.

After all, he also rose from the bottom, so he shouldn't be too clear about these sect politics and those twists and turns.

"Since that's the case, why don't you reveal what's in here? Or is it not worth the sect's extinction, or you're not allowed to do that?" Elder Huang asked.

Between the words, it is like an ordinary conversation of the same generation.

And Yan Xiangcheng's attitude is not as humble as before, and I don't know if it's because his cultivation base has broken through the seven stars, or because his identity has been seen through, so he doesn't need to pretend to be a casual cultivator anymore, thinking that his identity is also qualified to be friends with peers.

Listening to Huang Lao's words, Yan Xiangcheng said with a wry smile: "Although, as one of the few men in the Yue family, he is still of Yinhun veins and has the obligation to revive the sect, but here... my Yue family is determined not to be like that." The outside world revealed the slightest place.

If you want to use the secret here as a bargaining chip, let the Holy Land support the revival of my sect... Even if it is revived, not to mention the reaction of the master, even the ancestors and the ancestors will get up and settle accounts with my unworthy descendants .

At that time, my Red Thread Sect's five million years of persistence and the efforts of countless generations will all be in vain, and this Hongmeng may be buried with him. "

Hearing this, Huang Lao frowned again, he didn't speak, but looked at Yan Xiangcheng, as if wondering what could be so dangerous.

Yan Xiangcheng felt the gaze, but did not answer, but said: "Senior understands everything when he sees Master."

Zhang Deming didn't like this kind of slapstick talk, but because of Huang Lao's identity, he didn't ask. After all, what he should be holding is still holding some, even if the person in front of him is already a seven-star boss.

Therefore, the two did not continue to speak.

As he continued to move forward, Zhang Deming found that in the ruins, more and more huge blood vessels were rolling in the ruins like tree roots.

Especially as he moved forward, he found that the color of these blood vessels also changed from maroon necrosis to bright red, and even began to pulsate slightly, as if there was real blood flowing and beating in them.

And these blood vessels are faintly spreading in a circular shape, and the center of the blood vessels is the destination they are going to at this moment.

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In this way, Zhang Deming controlled Huang Lao, and under the leadership of Yan Xiangcheng, he gradually came to the core area.

As it approached the central area, the blood vessels slowly changed from death-like dark red to bright red. Countless huge blood vessels were intertwined and exposed on the ground, looking like countless huge earthworms.

With the pulsation of the blood vessels, the blood flowed like wriggling worms. Among the entanglement of countless worm-like blood vessels, a huge worm mountain was formed in the center.

A feeling of being alive came from the mountain, and Zhang Deming clearly felt it. Not only that, Zhang Deming found that the vitality here is too strong.

That's right, the entire central area is filled with pure vitality, as if these blood vessels are the representative of life, or the manifestation of it.

If an ordinary place had such a rich vitality, it would definitely grow towering giant trees, forming a strange forest, a paradise of exotic flowers and spiritual plants, the kind where high-quality spiritual materials gather together.

But here, there is nothing, only the rolling blood vessels, not only treacherous, but also distorted and barren, as if things will be reversed at extremes, and it seems a little dead.

"This is... the Dao of Life?" Huang Lao said with some shock, obviously he did not expect such a result.

Yan Xiangcheng nodded when he heard the words, and said, "It can be regarded as the manifestation of half of the way of life!"

After just one sentence, he closed his eyes without further explanation.

At this time, Huang Lao returned to his senses and found that Yan Xiangcheng's whole body was shining with aura, and a pink thread flew out of his body and went straight to the top of the mountain.

The silk thread is suspended in the air, floating a foot above the blood vessel meat mountain, like a steel wire bridge.

"Senior, please follow me! Please be careful and don't pay attention to those distortions. Although the core has been sealed, the life is too difficult.

After five million years, a lot of power has penetrated through the seal, and these things are the manifestation of its power penetration.

Although with the senior's cultivation base, I think I wouldn't be afraid of these infiltrating distortions, but now the seal can't stand too much trouble, so I ask the senior to avoid it as much as possible. "

He tilted his head to gesture to Huang Lao, and between words, he stepped on the red silk thread and walked up the mountain like walking on flat ground.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang didn't answer, and followed up silently, while constantly looking at this strange mountain range.

Although Roushan was very high, they reached the top of the mountain within a short while as they moved forward quickly.

Only then did Zhang Deming realize that the meat mountain was hollow, and the top of the mountain was a huge crater like a crater.

Looking down through the hole, it was pitch black inside. What makes one's scalp tingle is that the surrounding cave walls are all formed by the entanglement of peristaltic blood vessels, which are so dense that it makes one feel hairy.

Zhang Deming has experienced too much of this familiar feeling. Also because of this familiar scene, he probably had some preliminary guesses about the things sealed here.

Yan Xiangcheng didn't have the slightest intention of stopping or explaining. His red silk thread was going down vertically along the hole, so he also jumped directly.

And Huang Lao, who had a rough guess about this place, jumped down without any hesitation.

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In the entire world of rebirth, there should be areas where flying is prohibited, so the two of them cannot fly. Fortunately, both of them can be regarded as masters in cultivation, and there is such a special red line to pull them, so there is no such thing as a flight. shameful situation.

The two fell along the silk thread for a long time before reaching the ground. To be precise, they didn't land. The silk thread hangs in the air a few feet above the ground, extending forward.

And the two of them are still stepping on the red silk thread at this moment, a few feet above the ground.

"The environment is a bit bad, please forgive me, senior!" Yan Xiangcheng said.

Huang Lao ignored Yan Xiangcheng, but looked around. This place was originally supposed to be an underground palace, maybe it used to be magnificent, but now...

The ground, the ceiling, the four walls, and even the pillars everywhere are all paved with countless blood vessels. Looking around, it is simply a worm-like cave of flesh and blood. Except for the pulsating bright red blood vessels, there is nothing else.

And in the very center of this cave, at the core of countless blood vessels, Zhang Deming discovered the source of all this.

It was a huge heart, well, it should only be counted as half of it.

The heart looks a bit strange, unlike a human, because it is not a pointed cone in shape, but a deformed sphere, roughly round, with countless sarcoma-like bulges.

And its size is also outrageously large, like a huge boulder. The heart was torn in half by something, and a large piece was missing, forming a gap.

However, there is no blood gushing out from the gap, but countless blood vessels grow from the missing place, which has already caused everything outside.

It seems that the heart is like a strange pot of a strange vine pot, and all the blood vessels outside are the plants in the pot.

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