Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 194: Intelligence or brainstorming?

Zhang Deming rode the inner crane and landed on the main peak, and was immediately led to the legendary Heavenly Spirit Sect hall by the law enforcement team.

Several people saluted the person at the door, then turned and left.

Zhang Deming also saluted the person at the door, who smiled and said, "Just go in by yourself, the ancestors are waiting."

Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment. The other party didn't call him, and he didn't know how to address him. He could only smile and said, "Okay."

Immediately, Zhang Deming passed through the huge door and entered the main hall.

Zhang Deming had just entered, and there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from the door behind him.

Zhang Deming looked back and saw that a light screen had appeared, which was obviously the rhythm of the formation opening. Zhang Deming paused slightly before stepping into the hall.

The entire hall is very large, the kind of size that Zhang Deming has never seen in his previous life.

People feel very small in it, but when Zhang Deming came to the main hall, it didn't feel very empty, and there was a strange sense of modesty.

I clearly feel that this hall is not an ordinary building built with hundreds of various roads. In terms of formation alone, it is at least a three-star building.

Zhang Deming came to the main hall. At this moment, there was not a single person waiting around in the entire hall, and not even a single person was waiting for him.

Only in the front of the hall, there are fifteen chairs arranged in a fan shape, but at this moment, there are only seven people sitting in the middle.

The three people on the right have white beards and hair, but they have fair hair and a childlike appearance.

Three on the left, two old men, one rich and friendly, one honest and peaceful, and the remaining one is a rather cold middle-aged man.

Sitting in the middle was also a middle-aged man, but he was different from the cold man next to him.

He is gentle and elegant, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Their auras are in sharp contrast, but they are also strangely compatible. They both have the special charm of middle-aged men.

Zhang Deming stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Disciple Zhang Deming, I would like to pay my respects to all the ancestors."

The seven people, no one said anything, just looked at Zhang Deming quietly, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming lowered his head and said nothing.

After remaining quiet for a moment, Gu Liancai, the white-haired old man on the far side of the three people looking at him on the right, had a flash of light in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, an old shadow appeared above Zhang Deming.

The phantom is several times larger than Zhang Deming, and it is the image of Mr. Huang, who is wearing ordinary clothes and standing with his hands behind his back, shrouding Zhang Deming in it.

"Humph, Fortune Avenue?

The power of the show has been revealed to us, I really thought..." Gu Liancai's expression changed, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't speak.

This time it was not Gan Zili or Yue Mengsheng, but the moderate Dang Junan who was sitting there. He raised his hand in a subtle way, took the initiative to seal his mouth, and directly silenced him.

Gu Liancai was suddenly silenced, his face turned red, and he was about to break away, but then Gan Zili's message rang in his ears.

“I really shouldn’t have called you here, could you please take a closer look and think about it.

Others just gave empty blessings and showed their attitude, which was considered a low profile at the time. But when it comes to you, how come it turns into a show of force?

The shame has been thrown out. Can you just shut up and say nothing? "

After hearing this, Gu Lian paused and looked at Zhang Deming again with a flash of light in his eyes. After realizing that there was really only an empty blessing, his face turned even redder. He didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

Zhang Deming suddenly felt that his protection was activated, and then his face darkened when he heard Gu Liancai's words.

no!

I made an empty shell blessing to show that there was someone behind me, supported by a big boss, but it was an empty shell, so it also meant to say hello.

Why does this become a show of force? In the eyes of the boss, shouldn't this thing be obvious at a closer look?

Why can't you see it?

I'm not hiding it, I'm just showing it out in the open, I'm just an empty shell, right?

Could it be self-defeating?

What to do?

It's completely inconsistent with expectations. How about just breaking out and running away?

Zhang Deming lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to observe rashly, with thoughts racing in his mind.

"It makes Fellow Daoist laugh. He is a spiritual nurturing person who is obsessed with the study of magic and is not very good at socializing. I think Fellow Daoist will be the most understanding."

Dang Junan opened his mouth with a smile, and a breath of spring breeze came to his face, making him feel slightly at ease.

Fellow Daoist?

What the hell?

People who nurture spirits, should I understand?

What does it mean?

Where did I accidentally get discovered?

It's over, it's over, these big guys won't use any unconventional means to track down the Zhang Wu vest that was thrown out before, right?

Destiny peeking?

Cause and effect entanglement?

Mind-eye synaesthesia?

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It's over, it's over. Have you been found out about the color of your underwear?

Didn't you take it for granted before? You shouldn't underestimate any force, especially a force of this level. All these preparations feel a bit useless!

Do you want to run away? Can you run away? These seven are all three talents, right?

With half-baked good luck, he can't run away in a short time if he deducts all his cultivation base, right?

Zhang Deming's thoughts flashed, and his heart seemed to be collapsing, but he didn't reveal the slightest bit on his face. This was the most solid basic skill in these years.

He was panicking in his heart, but he said with slight astonishment on his face: "The master really knows how to joke with his disciples. It's because the disciples didn't do it well, which caused the ancestor to misunderstand. It should be the disciples who accompany him."

Dang Junan and those sitting there were all taken aback for a moment, and the seven of them looked at each other and began to transmit sound.

"What does this mean?" Gan Zili said rigidly.

"This should mean getting started?" Fan Qingyong said honestly.

"That's not nonsense. Didn't I see this idea a long time ago? I'm asking about his attitude." The rigid Gan Zili replied.

"Could it be a hint?" the rich Yang Longying guessed.

"This means that if you want to hide in the sect and be an ordinary disciple, you don't want to be singled out for special treatment?" Zhou Jiu said coldly.

"It should be. It seems that this person is really troublesome." Honest Fan Qingyong said.

"No trouble, no fatal danger, the dignified spiritual master will activate the six reincarnations?" The rich Yang Long responded.

"Then if that's the case, why don't we point it out? Why don't we touch the bottom?" Dang Jun'an said.

"Why don't you touch it? Even if you're a spiritual cultivator, you should at least touch it." Fan Qingyong looked up at the three people on the opposite side.

"Well, what if it gets lost? Wouldn't it be a big loss?" Yang Long responded.

"Probably not, why don't we try to be a striker? Anyway, this head coach is quite good at it." Fan Qingyong said.

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After Zhang Deming finished speaking, the hall became strangely quiet again.

The seven people above looked at each other randomly, and they didn't know if they were making eye contact.

Zhang Deming was a little confused, what does this mean?

Did you think too much just now?

Zhang Deming didn't know for a while whether he should say something or not.

After a moment, Dang Junan suddenly spoke, breaking the strange silence, and said: "Ha, yes, I wonder, Fellow Daoist... um... where is your former residence, Junior Brother?"

What the hell?

Fellow Daoist?

junior?

Are you talking to me?

How do I feel that we are not on the same channel?

"When I go back to my ancestors, are I asking about my hometown?

I live in Huazhou Bauhinia, and it was the mountain gate that Ancestor Meng personally brought into, and the Xiaoqingshan handyman's office that I entered. "

Zhang Deming had a lot of questions in his heart, but he answered the head teacher's questions respectfully on his face.

Dang Jun'an paused slightly after hearing the words, and said with a smile: "Huazhou, that place should be the most barren place among the surrounding states.

It's really unlucky for the younger brother to meet such a place of birth. "

You, junior, are you sure you didn't have a brain problem and called it wrong?

"It's a bit of luck, but, isn't this the meeting of the ancestor Meng.

The disciple was able to meet such a noble person at the beginning, thinking about it, it was a bit of a chance, and this luck is not too bad. " Zhang Deming replied with a smile.

Um?

This means that the original reincarnation was not an arrangement of the way of luck, but an arrangement of Tianyan Shushu?

Was that why you chose the sect later?

This is to say that Zongmen is his chance in this life, and there is no malice?

In this way, the sect really got a bargain this time!

Dang Junan thought that the two of them were playing tricks. After thinking about it, he showed a smile and said, "This is a good opportunity. As a brother, you can rest assured."

Zhang Deming: "???"

what are you talking about?

I flattered you so politely, but you admitted it so shamelessly, how can I accept it?

I was a programmer in my previous life, not a salesperson. I have practiced this skill carefully for more than ten years in this life, but I still feel a little overwhelmed!

"Haha... what Ancestor is saying is that this Junior Brother, Ancestor refers to..."

Zhang Deming paused for a moment before changing the topic.

Dang Junan smiled and said: "Since junior brother intends to join the sect, we at Heavenly Spirit Sect are also very welcome, um..."

Having said this, he turned to look at Yue Mengsheng, who nodded. Seeing this, the three people on the left were a little reluctant, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Yu Lingfeng's status in the sect is already transcendent. It's not that they don't fight for it, but because someone rushes to give it to them, there is no need to fight for it.

If they really wanted to fight, even the headmasters among the four core departments would have to give in.

After all, the sect still has the Supreme Elder, and Yu Lingfeng still has a strong voice with the Supreme Elder.

Moreover, getting started as a spiritual cultivator is a matter of spiritual cultivating peak. This is more justified and not even a matter of competition.

Mr. Dang settled down for a moment before continuing: "Well... Now there are only three peak masters on Yuling Peak, which is really a bit lacking. If it weren't for the junior brother, he would be the peak master.

In terms of status, he is on the same level as me. What do you think? "

Are three peak masters still too few?

Don't lie to me just because you think I don't understand the inner sect.

Um, wait, so you call me junior brother, do you want me to be your ancestor?

I am really good at Tai Chi. Is there something wrong?

Also, what do you want me to do? Should you discuss this matter with me?

At this moment, Zhang Deming became more and more confused. Of course, the idea of ​​​​running away slowly began to dissipate.

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the seven people above. At this moment, all of them were staring at him.

Are you serious?

Why do you think the top management of Heavenly Spirit Sect is a little crazy, and this channel can't be connected at all?

With lightning flashing in his mind, Zhang Deming finally smiled and said: "Ancestor, is this disciple's cultivation a little too high to be the peak master?"

Dang Jun'an paused after hearing this and said: "This is not a good idea for my brother. This may indeed attract attention, and it will be detrimental to my junior brother's hidden... and your peaceful life, junior brother.

Otherwise, the Peak Master orders you to continue first, and it will be enough for a few of us here to know our identities.

As for the notice, we won't send it to all departments for the time being. On the surface, junior brother, you will be a direct disciple of Yuling Peak... um... an ordinary core disciple, what do you think?

Of course, if the junior brother is willing to become a disciple on the surface, he can also become a personal disciple.

However, the uncle who is qualified to accept the peak master as his direct successor went into seclusion some time ago, so this is a bit troublesome and needs to wait for a while.

Now that I have confirmed my identity as a core disciple, my junior brother thinks that when I can become the peak master, I can just state it directly. I will wait until then to issue a notice and hold a celebration.

How do you feel about this, junior brother? "

Peak master?

Personally?

core?

Are you still planning to ask me to become a disciple of the Supreme Elder?

In this life, I am not the illegitimate son of some old guy. I never knew about it before, right?

Or is his biological father, whom he has no memory of, a hidden boss?

Zhang Deming smiled in confusion and said, "That...disciple just listen to the ancestor's arrangements!"

He found that the place he entered today was completely wrong. The means of preparation, backup tactics, and rhetoric were all useless.

What a waste of so many days of preparation!

He didn't even come up with the most unexpected words!

Dang Junan smiled when he heard this, and the six old men around him also smiled a little. He smiled and said:

"In that case, let's let the matter be settled. I asked my junior brother to come here today. One thing is the matter of entry. Now it has been discussed.

Secondly, I wonder if my junior brother has heard that a spiritual cultivator recently appeared in Tianling City? "

Zhang Deming, who was originally confused, shrank for a moment, and his expression almost lost control.

What does it mean?

Asking him this suddenly couldn't be groundless.

With his heart spinning, Zhang Deming showed a puzzled expression and said: "Old Ancestor..."

"Junior brother, please stop chilling me, just call me senior brother." Dang Junan said.

Zhang Deming paused and said, "Senior...Senior Brother, you shouldn't ask Junior Brother about such matters."

"Hey, junior brother, please don't be so outspoken. You have already become the fourth peak master of Yuling Peak.

Although no notice was sent to the sect, everyone inside knew it was not the case.

Today we have to discuss the matter of the spiritual cultivator, otherwise I would not have called the three peak masters of the spiritual cultivator to come together. "

Dang Junan reached out and gestured to the three old men on his right. The three nodded to Zhang Deming, and then Dang Junan continued:

"Since now, junior brother, you are the fourth peak master of Yuling Peak, of course I need to ask for your opinion on this matter, right?"

Following Dang Junan's words, Zhang Deming's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Dang Junan continued: "We have discussed it for a while before, and initially guessed that he is a wild Independent Cultivator. He has no power and is affiliated with him and plans to recruit him. What do you think, junior brother, of this conclusion?"

(end of this chapter)