Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 287 What is Unlucky? [Please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass]

Huang Lao said with an indifferent expression: "That's right, let alone the mind cultivator. Where you are now, I am not a mind cultivator, and your end is already destined.

Unless you have some amazing background, you can't make trouble here. And since you can be trapped outside, it seems that the time is not short, and there is no backstage.

So if you don't want to end up like this, you'd better answer my question exactly.

If you perform well, you may not be able to survive. After all, suicide is not an option for you now. Instead of doing this, it is better to cooperate well and give my character a try, maybe there will be a chance of survival.

If you stumble, I don't mind being treated like this. The worst thing you can do is lose some information. "

Huang Lao pointed at Yin Yindi, looked at Ding Xuesi who could only move his eyes and mouth in the ball with an indifferent expression, and said lightly.

Ding Xuesi looked at Yin Yindi, thinking that Mr. Huang might be a cultivator of Xin Shen Dao, but now he belongs to the soul body that can't even be connected with the life device, and is still in a sealed state.

In this state, in front of Huang Lao, he was as good as Guo, without any means of resistance.

Therefore, his eyes flickered a few times, took a deep breath, and said: "My name is Ding Xuesi, Independent Cultivator in Qingluan Palace."

Mr. Huang frowned slightly and said, "Be careful, where is the door-to-door range in the blessed land of Qingluan Palace?"

Ding Xuesi smiled bitterly and said: "I am an Independent Cultivator who has not established a family. It was by chance that I achieved this level of cultivation.

Therefore, in the Qingluan Palace area, many visitors have been there. There is no fixed residence. If the old Taoist has a fixed partner, he will not have such a level of cultivation. "

Huang Lao nodded when he heard the words, and said: "So let's talk about the outside first. Let me see what the Spirit Medicine Garden looks like outside. Is this your residence?"

Ding Xuesi nodded and said, "That's right!"

Mr. Huang frowned slightly and said, "If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean?"

Ding Xuesi didn't dare to lose Huang Lao's appetite, and said softly: "In the early years, because of some chances, I obtained the legacy of a lucky monk... um... Enze.

Because of this, various opportunities have arisen and profound causes and effects have been planted. After three attempts, I discovered that the lucky monk was not dead yet, but he was not far away from death.

People have long passed their final years, and because of the weirdness of the fortune path, relying on their strong cultivation, they can hang on and survive. By chance, the old Taoist became acquainted with the other party, and relied on the other party to slowly practice to the three talents.

Later, under his guidance, we found this place, which is said to be his hometown during his lifetime.

After the old Taoist found this place, because he had never had such a good place to live, he settled down with peace of mind and stayed in seclusion for three hundred years.

After three hundred years of meditation, his cultivation level can be considered to have increased. But good times don't last long. Since you owe a debt, you must pay it back.

For this reason, and the fact that the old Taoists are also concerned about the other party, after all, my Taoism was all cultivated under the guidance of the other party.

Even if he feels that the other party is also a three-talented monk, even if he only has one breath left, the old Taoist will follow the other party's instructions and do things with all his heart.

But... this person is really too greedy. Over the past hundred years, the old Taoist has helped him a lot. What should be paid back, the old Taoist thinks that he has paid it off, and the other party even asked for it for a while.

Hundreds of years ago, he suddenly asked the veteran Taoist, who had been practicing for three years, to go to the ancient battlefield outside the territory to provide support for someone.

The old Taoist finally couldn't bear it anymore and had a falling out with him. It was then that the root of the disaster was sown. "

Ding Xuesi's face was filled with memories, lost in those endless years, and he paused for a moment before continuing:

"Because of a falling out, the pair of lucky charms that the veteran obtained at the beginning of his career are also the place where the other party's remnant soul is. The misfortune and good fortune are reversed, and the good luck has become bad luck. No matter how you can get it off.

Hundreds of years of hard training, all the way to the three talents, all have their root in this pair of talismans.

The old Taoist finally has a full understanding of the weirdness of Fortune Avenue. Since good luck can make a wise man successful, bad luck can also destroy a wise man.

Therefore, knowing the danger, the old Taoist gave up the idea of ​​going out and returned to this home, trying to retreat to slowly eliminate the bad luck or remove the amulet.

I never thought that the old Taoist finally underestimated the weirdness of Fu Yun.

It was only about a month before the old Taoist returned home. That day, he was practicing at home normally, studying the newly acquired treasures, when two monks came outside to fight their skills.

One is Xin Rongjiang, a monk with swords, and Yin Yindi, a monk who has rarely seen painting Taoism for several years, is the Fellow Daoist next to you.

The old Taoist sensed that moment and knew it was not good. But before the veteran could respond, the battle between the two monks seemed to have entered a fierce stage.

Both sides used their life weapons and fought with all their strength. They dug a hole in Lao Dao's house and the two of them fell into Lao Dao's house.

It is a true portrayal of a person sitting at home, and misfortune comes from the sky. The man told the old man with reality that the bad luck of the lucky monk is no worse than that of the lucky monk.

Because the two were in the final stage, their life weapons were all drawn out, and they fell into the old Taoist's home. They thought they were being tricked by the old Taoist, and thought that the old Taoist was trying to trick them into fighting against each other.

Therefore, he didn't give the veteran a chance to explain at all, and just faced him with a desperate attitude.

Both of them are not simple monks, and they are still in the state of life weapons. The old Taoist has no choice but to deal with it desperately.

But the old man just sent the natal doll, and the pair of pendants that had not been taken off for hundreds of years suddenly separated.

One was mounted on the old Taoist's body, and the other used what he had left to curse the other party with his last breath.

By chance, the three of us fell here inexplicably and were suppressed by a talisman.

And it was only then that the old Taoist discovered that this room actually had the effect of locking the soul.

In this way, the three old Taoists were sealed. After several years of fighting within the seal, they finally figured out the reason after the power of the bad luck talisman was almost exhausted.

Things are clear, but...

The three old Taoists were almost exhausted, and during the fight, they became three half-disabled people.

As for the physical bodies of the three of us, Lao Tao has not reached the Five Elements stage, the physical body cannot achieve short-term immortality, and the soul body has not returned for several years, and has already lost its vitality.

As for the two of them, they were probably eaten by the monsters in the mountains outside. Under this circumstance, it took decades of running-in before we reached an agreement and planned to work together to break the seal.

But because he was already half-disabled and this room had a soul-forbidden effect, it was difficult to break through.

Fortunately, the spirit-summoning jade that Lao Dao was studying at the time was also sealed together, intending to use it to strengthen Lao Dao's ability to spread beans and become soldiers. This left a glimmer of life for Lao Dao and the other three.

We took the Old Taoist Summoning Tao as a guide and integrated the power of the Painting Tao and the Sword Tao. The three Lao Taoists spent hundreds of years cultivating the resource of the Painting Sword Summoning Tao - Spirit Sword Beads.

He planned to use this to attract a few low-level monks to help the veteran monks get out of trouble.

This exertion lasted for two hundred years. It was not until one hundred and fifty years ago that the three masters worked together to break through everything and spray out the spirit sword beads.

Then there was a long wait. During this period, the three veterans were conceiving the spirit sword beads.

Because the old Taoist knows the power of luck all too well, he simply doesn’t know whether it will succeed or not until the last moment.

After 150 years of long-term efforts, people are finally here. Unexpectedly, Fuyun Yiyi once again gave Lao Dao a hard blow. The reality told Lao Dao what Fuyun Yiyi was.

Hundreds of years of joint efforts to break the seal have attracted people like Fellow Daoist... Thinking about it now, the old Taoist really feels a little bitter, so it was better to go to the battlefield outside the territory to try. "

Ding Xuesi explained the reason, and Mr. Huang fell into deep thought. Mr. Huang could understand what this person was going through.

There are many restrictions on luck and fortune, and there are very few moves before enlightenment.

Even if you have three talents, it is extremely difficult to kill someone. In such a situation, the power of the spell left behind on the condition of life and death can be imagined.

"That means there are no other arrangements outside?" Mr. Huang pondered for a moment before speaking.

Ding Xuesi nodded and said: "There was no arrangement at all. The old Taoist was just sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky. Faced with such an encounter suddenly, and then being sealed, there was no arrangement left."

Hearing this, Mr. Huang nodded and said, "Okay, let's get here today. I'll discuss your handling after I've finished my work recently."

"Wait!" Seeing that Mr. Huang was about to throw him back, he said quickly.

Huang Lao said with doubts, "What else can I do?"

"What are you asking? The old man answered honestly. Can you not seal the old man like before?" Ding Xuesi said.

When Mr. Huang heard this, he paused for a moment and then said: "Okay!"

After saying that, he threw Ding Xuesi back into the chaotic sky without making any more seals.

Although still uncomfortable, but at least a lot better than before.

After doing all this, Elder Huang's figure changed, and he returned to Zhang Deming's appearance.

Zhang Deming, who was about to go out just now, his expression moved slightly, and his consciousness came to the warehouse. At this moment, amidst the surge of energy in the warehouse, balls of light appeared one after another.

This time he saved the Golden Sheep, and even saved the Goldfinger ancestor of the Golden Sheep, and changed his life. There was also a three-talent overhaul, and he tampered with his consciousness.

Adding all these together, I have harvested a total of six merits, and eleven by luck, which is considered a good harvest.

If Li Cheng hadn't been an artifact now, and as a Rank Four spiritual cultivator, he was still a bit reluctant to use the spiritual beads as artifacts. If he hadn't had a deep entanglement with Li Cheng, he would have gained more.

Most of the gains now come from Li Cheng's change of fate, and all of them are due to the involvement of Li Shifan and his soul binding.

Although it's a bit regretful, it's not all fruitless, and it's still worth being happy.

After looking at the energy, Zhang Deming left the spirit cultivation space and returned to the room after confirming that there was no danger.

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The moment Zhang Deming came back to his senses, he was taken aback. He saw Li Shifan and Li Cheng looking at him from a very close distance.

"There's something wrong!" Zhang Deming glared at Li Shifan and said.

"No breakthrough?" Li Shifan asked.

Zhang Deming rolled his eyes and ignored the other party. Li Shifan was relieved when he saw this. Fortunately, this little friend can still be friends, at least he won't be sour to death.

After Zhang Deming came back to his senses, he first looked at the hilt of the broken sword floating quietly next to him. At this moment, because the broken sword collapsed, Xin Rongjiang inside had already made no sound.

The two clearly sensed that Xin Rongjiang inside was only one breath away from death, and fell into a deep sleep after screaming before.

Normally, in his state, if there were no accidents and no external help, his end would be to sleep and die slowly. Under normal circumstances, there should be no chance of waking up.

Looking at the suspended hilt, Zhang Deming asked, "Do you want this thing?"

Li Shifan paused and said: "The reason why I swallowed his life weapon because of my promotion is deeply involved. This thing will be of great benefit to me in the future, so I won't be polite to you, senior brother."

Zhang Deming nodded, and said, "Well, if you want a sword handle, I'll want a rattan puppet!"

Hearing this, Li Shifan also nodded and said, "Well, no problem."

"Then this Spirit Calling Spirit Jade?" Zhang Deming asked hesitantly.

Hearing this, Li Shifan said: "Had it not been for Senior Brother Zhang's decisive action this time, my ancestor and I would not have ended up well.

The old ancestor's life weapon was shattered and dissipated in the world, and I guess he also ended up being charged with the soul.

Speaking of which, it is you, senior brother, who has contributed the most. Although I have paid for the help, these cannot take away from your contribution, senior brother.

But now that I am in direct contact with each other, my ancestor also has the opportunity to change his path. Instead, my ancestor and I have become the final beneficiaries, so please take this Spirit Summoning Spirit Jade Senior Brother.

Moreover, this thing is also one of the main ingredients for promotion of summoning the three talents. It is useless for me to bring it. "

Zhang Deming paused for a moment after hearing this, pondered for a moment, and said: "That's okay, I'll take the Summoning Spirit Soul Jade, the Sword Spirit Beads from before, and the Sword Spirit Beads I bought after I went out, no matter how much they are, they will all be yours. No more settlement.

Although the difference in value is not small, you did benefit a lot this time. In total, I didn't take advantage of you much. If things go according to plan, we can barely be considered balanced. "

In fact, if Mr. Huang himself is included, Li Shifan owes him a lot. But after all, it is impossible to calculate like this, and the two of them have experienced life and death several times now, so there is no need to calculate like this.

The reason why Zhang Deming tried his best to clarify things on the surface is because he said before that only in this way can things last long.

Having experienced the materialistic era in the previous life, he is very clear that no matter how good the relationship is, if it is not clear on the surface, cracks will slowly appear after a long time.

After the two settled on it, Li Cheng's scroll slowly unfolded, and a weak suction force was released, and the hilt of the sword suspended in the air was sucked in by it.

Although he has not completely changed his path and has not completely created his own space in his natal painting, it is an ordinary storage space.

There has always been a special magic space. It probably has the same meaning as Zhang Deming's warehouse, but of course the direction is definitely different.

And the reason why he changed his mind just now was because he swallowed one-tenth of his life weapon, Broken Sword Spiritual Light. Therefore, it has a deep connection with Broken Sword, so there is no problem in collecting this thing. To him, this sword hilt is not a weapon, but rather resembles his sword spirit.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming also stretched out his hand, and the head-sized Soul Calling Jade not far away, as well as the broken doll on it, were directly summoned by Zhang Deming.

Holding the two items, Zhang Deming inspected them carefully. After confirming that there was no hidden plot, Zhang Deming took out another bottle of precious breath-clearing potion.

Stretching out a ball of water, Zhang Deming directly poured half of the medicine into it. Immediately, the water in the water ball surged and washed the two things thoroughly. Zhang Deming carefully packed them and put them into the storage bag.

During this process, Li Shifan looked at Zhang Deming with a strange expression.

After Zhang Deming put away his things, he saw the two people's gazes and smiled and said: "Be careful and safe when you go out."

Li Cheng's face twitched when he heard this. Are you being careful?

Three old ghosts, one was charged with ghosts, one fell into a deep sleep, and the other was a puppet. Although the grandparents and grandchildren didn't see much, the result was not good.

Everyone is so miserable, and you still maintain such a cautious attitude towards the relics left by the other party, you can only say that you are worthy of being my grandson's senior brother!

Li Cheng paused, looked back at Li Shifan, and said, "Did you see it?"

Li Shifan was looking at Zhang Deming with an inexplicable expression. Hearing the words, he turned his head in doubt, nodded to Li Cheng, and said, "Ah, um, ancestor, you mean what the senior brother did just now? I saw it, what's the matter?"

Li Cheng said: "Learn from now on, and there is nothing wrong with being careful when you go out. Look at your senior brother, this is how he has been able to walk smoothly.

Look at you again. When have you ever gone into the mountains or gone out without something happening? These are all caused by accident. "

Li Shifan was stunned for a moment and replied blankly: "Ancestor, didn't you say before that it's all the reason for my good luck? Didn't misfortunes and good fortunes depend on each other?"

Li Cheng paused and said with a gloomy expression: "Why, now that my cultivation has surpassed that of your ancestors and mine, my wings have become stiff and I have started to talk back?"

Li Shifan's expression collapsed and he said, "Okay, just remember it, grandson. I'll prepare more when I go back this time."

Zhang Deming looked at his two grandparents and shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to them.

Although the two of them have different paths, they are both pursuing the direction of swordsmanship. They look aloof and cold, which is a personality set up for someone they don't know. If you really get to know each other, you will find that one is a treasure and the other is a cunning old man.

There is no such thing as an iceberg, there is no such thing as a cold sword cultivator, both grandfather and grandson are boring (harmonious) and coquettish!

Aloof? Dull?

That's just a misunderstanding by people who are unfamiliar with it!

After the two people put away the few things in front of them, they looked at the corpse. Li Shifan said hesitantly: "Isn't there an old monster in here?"

Zhang Deming smiled and shook his head, saying: "No, this corpse is the body of the doll, and it is really dead now."

Li Cheng saw that the amulet hanging around his neck still had a weak and strange aura remaining, and he said, "We can't touch this thing!"

Zhang Deming replied: "Well, I do have some bad luck, but I'm fine. I have the blessing of Mr. Huang, and this remaining bad luck can't shake my luck. And you can't hold this corpse. It’s useless, I’ll just accept it.”

(end of this chapter)