Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 293 Arriving

As soon as the golden bell emerged, a jade-like lotus flew towards it and hit the golden bell directly.

"when······"

A melodious bell sounded as the lotus struck, and Lu Yongsheng's face turned pale, and his figure slid back a short distance.

"Ah...stop!" As he roared, his figure slowly stopped.

Nangong Cheng, who was secretly working hard in the distance, frowned slightly and beat his fingers slightly.

Lu Yongsheng, who had just stopped sliding, had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief. Following Nangong Cheng's movements, the flower bones behind the lotus branches suddenly bloomed.

The forward force of the entire flower branch was not much strengthened by this, but the flashing cold light at the tip of the lotus branch became a bit sharper.

"Crack..."

As the soft ringing sounded, Lu Yongsheng's expression changed drastically, and he saw cracks appearing on the golden bell in front of him, starting from the tip of the lotus branch.

And after the cracks appeared, they began to spread like lightning, and in a short time they were densely packed around the focal point of the surrounding flower branches.

Lu Yongsheng only had time to turn aside, and a hole was broken in the golden bell at that moment. The flower branch went directly through the bell, and passed through Lu Yongsheng's shoulder, and shot into the big pit behind him.

"Um······"

Lu Yongsheng groaned instantly, his face turned pale, and a bloody hole the size of his middle finger was penetrated on his shoulder blade.

If the lotus behind it hadn't been consumed by blooming, there might have been a fist-sized hole. Moreover, with his Rank Two Divine Ability Realm cultivation, such an injury could be recovered in no time.

But at this moment, a little bit of gray aura remained on his wound, like mud, entangled in the wound. His wound squirmed, but it could not heal for a long time.

He groaned, stretched out his hand to cover the wound, and immediately turned around to look.

At this moment, the smoke and dust dissipated, and in the big pit, the old man-ape was seen with his arms broken, his chest collapsed, and the hair all over his body was dyed blood red. A lotus branch like a jade flute was inserted into the chest of the old man-ape.

However, due to Lu Yongsheng's consumption, the lotus branches only caused a small penetrating wound on the old man's chest, leaving no irreparable injuries.

"Roar······"

The old man-ape roared loudly and broke the lotus branch. While blood flowed all over his body, the flesh buds squirmed rapidly, and even his broken hands felt like they were recovering.

After he roared and stood up, he was still irrational and rushed towards Tong Hou again without any care.

"Uncle Fu!" Lu Yongsheng became anxious and chased after him.

Nangong Cheng frowned as he looked at the opponent's rapid recovery from his injuries.

When Tong Hou saw the old man-ape chasing after him again, he turned around and ran away without saying a word, intending to take a walk again.

Lu Yongsheng, who was following closely behind the old man-ape, saw this situation and his eyes flickered. He obviously couldn't lure Uncle Fu away unless Tong Hou was dealt with.

He and Uncle Fu were of the same level of cultivation. It was obviously impossible to take away Uncle Fu by force with an immortal around.

So he thought for a moment, his eyes turned cold, his breath surged, and his feet suddenly became stronger. The whole body's true energy surged, and with a huge claw mark in his hand, he rushed towards Tong Hou like lightning.

Before Tong Hou, who was running quickly, had time to react, Lu Yongsheng grabbed him and hit him on the shield. The white and transparent lotus shield shook once and shattered into countless fragments of spiritual light.

With this moment of buffer, Tong Hou also reacted and without hesitation, directly activated the rune core with all his strength.

Rune spells: Yin-Yang Chess Way ● Dilemma!

A chessboard of Yin-Yang fish emerged from the bottom of his feet and expanded rapidly. He, the surrounding Lu Yongsheng, and the old man-ape stood frozen on the spot.

Nangong Cheng on the side, because he had seen Tong Hou's wonderful skills, had been prepared for a long time and stayed far away, so he was not implicated by him.

At this moment, he had completed the preparation again. At the moment Tong Hou controlled the shot, he who was planning to throw the attack immediately paused. The densely packed petals appeared in front of him, but they didn't fly out immediately.

Tonghou in the distance, seeing this scene, just planned to repeat the same trick and get out of his shell. It took less than a second for the chessboard to form, but it trembled a few times, and it shattered into an aura all over the place.

As a Tai Chi practitioner, it was already difficult for him to control the two instruments without using some abnormal means, and this time he controlled two.

Even if he takes the extreme dilemma route, so far he only has a powerful means of trapping, but the cultivation of the strength of two two-dimensional traps in Tai Chi is still a bit taken for granted.

The two of them broke through the predicament just by struggling hard. Tong Hou's throat suddenly felt sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he endured it.

As for Lu Yongsheng, who was very close at hand, Lightning took action and slapped his chest with a palm, causing Tong Hou, who had just endured it, to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Yongsheng is not old, but he is from the martial arts world, he is from that kind of family, and he has been around in the back mountains for a long time, so he is not merciful at this moment.

After striking out with his palm, he tried to hit Tong Hou again, but the result was Tong Hou's direct result.

Under the fatal threat, an altar rune flashed automatically between Tong Hou's eyebrows, and a strange aura emerged. A spiritual power similar to a fire ring spread out from Tong Hou's body.

Pushing Lu Yongsheng and Uncle Fu away who were rushing towards them. Tong Hou, who was almost knocked unconscious by a slap, took this opportunity to take a breath.

Yin-Yang Chess: Dark piece!

At this time, a yin-yang fish chess piece in his Dantian slowly rotated, and the vitality stored in it for a year was released by him in an instant.

Because there are no external supplements such as vampire vines, within a year, even if you save a little every day without damaging your roots, you won't actually save much.

However, after this wave of treatment, at least he was no longer seriously injured. Tong Hou no longer hesitated and activated his escape technique, and his body trembled and disappeared.

Nangong Cheng, who had been prepared for a long time, activated the technique without hesitation when he saw this, and the petals were like a rain of swords, shooting towards the two people who were bounced away. Uncle Fu and Lu Yongsheng were directly submerged in it.

Ever since he formed a team with Zhang Deming and the others, Nangong Cheng felt that he was suddenly lucky. Whenever he had time to fight, he would cast spells at fixed points and achieve the strongest power.

In the two battles before and after, he was one of the most effective, but he received the least attention.

Although it's a bit baffling, such a team seems to be pretty good! At least for him, it's a very good situation.

Therefore, after casting the spell at such a fixed point and urging it with all its strength, the petals shot out like a rain for a long time before it stopped embarrassingly.

When the smoke cleared, a broken golden bell appeared on the spot, and Lu Yongsheng kept breathing heavily.

On the other side, Uncle Fu, who was also bounced away, was already seriously injured and had no sense at all. When he was bounced away, he had no time to protect himself. At this moment, he was reduced to a mess of flesh and blood.

With Liangyi's strength, it would be really strange to think that he could not die in such a state.

Looking at the pile of flesh and blood, Nangong Cheng and Tong Hou both breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, they were at least much more sure of winning against a Martial Artist.

Lu Yongsheng's eyes turned red when he looked at the flesh and blood. He turned to look at Nangong Cheng and said, "You deserve to die!"

"We have no grudge against you. If you hadn't suddenly rushed up with a stubborn attitude, why would we have done this?" Nangong Cheng looked at Lu Yongsheng and said.

Lu Yongsheng ignored Nangong Cheng. He was so angry that his true energy surged all over his body, and he wanted to step forward and fight for his life. But then he was stunned. Feng Mingyou, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared and attracted the attention of the three people who were fighting.

Before Tong Hou and Nangong Cheng could ask questions, there were two figures in the woods in the distance, approaching quickly.

"Senior Brother Summoning Spirit and the others are here!" Feng Mingyou appeared and said quickly.

Nangong Cheng and Tong Hou, who had tense expressions, relaxed. It seemed that they had the advantage now, but after the battle just now, the two of them had already consumed more than half of their strength.

This is still a target shooting for the old man-ape. Facing the intelligent Lu Yongsheng, if we continue to fight, the outcome is still uncertain.

Even if they win in the end, looking at the current situation, the result will not be a lossless victory. Therefore, without any interests involved, the two of them actually did not want to fight each other desperately.

Lu Yongsheng's red eyes were slightly awake because of Zhang Deming's rapid approach. Seeing the approaching figures of Zhang Deming, he glanced at Nangong Cheng and Tong Hou with hatred, his true energy surged throughout his body, and he turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Do you want to chase?" Tong Hou asked with a frown.

Nangong Cheng shook his head and said: "Forget it, you just broke the spell, suffered the backlash, and couldn't stay.

And all this is too weird. A mortal with such strength has never been seen or even heard of before.

We have just come here and are extremely unfamiliar with this place. It seems like the other party has lived here for a while. Under such circumstances, rushing to catch up is obviously not a good choice. "

Hearing this, Tong Hou said nothing. The three of them turned around and looked at the figure approaching quickly.

When the figures of the two people gradually became clear, the three of them were all stunned. At this moment, they saw a large and gorgeous wing behind Zhang Deming, vibrating slightly, flying towards the three of them.

Next to him was Li Shifan, who had his hands behind his back and a flying sword under his feet.

The three of them were not surprised by the appearance of Zhang Deming. After all, he was a monk of Liangyi and knew a magic-level flying technique. Although he was also a genius, there were not many such people.

But Li Shifan's performance was surprising. The opponent's appearance at this moment did not look like he was barely able to fly using the Rank Three sword technique.

With such an effortless appearance (pretending to be cool), he is obviously a Rank Four swordsmanship expert, so this sword-painting artist is also capable of Liangyi?

No, although Huoling and Hualian seemed to be hiding their strength before, they didn't hide it very seriously. The reason for lowering their cultivation aura was entirely because of the alliance mission and their intention to communicate with them without any obstacles.

During the battle, everyone used their full strength and did not slack off. As for this Hua Jian, he had never demonstrated the cultivation of Liang Yi during previous battles.

How come he became a sword cultivator with two skills in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that there was some shocking opportunity in that place before?

It wasn't until Zhang Deming and Li Shifan landed gently in front of the three of them that the three of them came to their senses slightly, and Nangong Cheng put away his racing thoughts.

"Who are you?" Zhang Deming looked around and looked at the traces on the ground. He could tell at a glance that they had just experienced a battle, so after they landed, he looked at the three of them and asked.

The three of them looked at each other, and Tong Hou said: "We just arrived here and noticed some movement. We came to check, but we never thought..."

Zhang Deming listened to Tong Hou tell the story, frowning and said: "Martial Artist of Liangyi?"

The three of them nodded in unison, and Tong Hou pointed to the pile of rotten meat not far in front and replied: "That's right, the one who lost his mind was killed by us.

That normal boy ran away when he saw the two of you, senior brother, arriving. Because we didn't know the situation clearly, we didn't dare to pursue him rashly. "

Zhang Deming took a step forward, looked at the pile of rotten meat, and was slightly stunned.

Is this... the Spirit Seed?

Looking at this pile of rotten meat, Zhang Deming was very surprised because he could actually feel the fluctuation of his spiritual seed in the rotten meat.

And from the looks of it, it had been at least close to half a year since he planted the spiritual seed, and the spiritual seed had already penetrated into the deepest part of the body.

This surprised Zhang Deming. Once he learned the spiritual seed technique, he never let him down. It often had miraculous effects and made many achievements.

But most of the people he implanted with Entering Spirit in the past two years are already dead. After all, he either didn't do it or he didn't leave any consequences. And there are only a handful of people who have left their spiritual seeds alive.

Coupled with the time of implantation and the descriptions of Tong Hou and Tong Hou, Zhang Deming recalled it for a while, his expression moved slightly, and he thought about it.

This so-called ape-like old man with a pile of rotten flesh couldn't be the old man and the young man we met on the road to Huayue City, right?

Zhang Deming's expression moved slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a few dots of spiritual power, already slightly mutated, flew out of the minced meat and flew back to Zhang Deming's hand. The four people watching this scene were all taken aback.

Before anyone could ask questions, Zhang Deming turned to Nangong Cheng and the others and asked, "The boy who ran away was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face... Hmm..."

Zhang Deming, who had just described a few sentences, paused for a moment. With a wave of his hand, the basic power of the magic array was activated, and Lu Yongsheng's childlike figure appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Deming looked at this illusion and said, "Is this the person who ran away?"

The three of them paused, Tong Hou nodded, and said: "Well, although there are some differences and a lot of maturity, but the face has not changed much, it should be this person."

Hearing this, Zhang Deming was stunned and lost in thought.

"Brother Huan Ling knows this person?" Tong Hou looked at the pensive Zhang Deming and asked.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "By chance, I met once half a year ago, but at that time the other party was only a junior apprentice.

If it wasn't for the fact that I left two spiritual seeds at random, and now I found them here, I would have remembered this matter,

If I just went through your description, I really wouldn't have thought that it was theirs. After all, this increase in strength is too terrifying. "

"What?"

"What?"

"What!"

"What!"

The four of them cried out in surprise, and Tong Hou thought of his previous experience, and said with a changed face: "Brother, are you sure that half a year ago, the other party was only a junior apprentice?"

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Well, I'm pretty sure about this. After all, I planted a few Spirit Seeds at random. At that time, the other two were just acquired Martial Artists."

As Zhang Deming spoke, he waved his hand, gesturing to several Spirit Seeds floating in his palm.

Strictly speaking, they are only about the same level as junior apprentices, and there is a big gap between Martial Artists and monks in the early stage. Otherwise, Hongmeng would not classify Martial Artist as a mortal.

The reason for this classification is because there is a huge gap between masters and below, including masters Martial Artist, and senior apprentices.

In terms of longevity, he is like a mortal; in terms of combat power, he is no match for a skilled apprentice; even in terms of survival, he is no match at all.

As for the Divine Ability Realm Martial Artist, which is comparable to the Taiji period, there is no such thing as a Divine Ability Realm on the surface, let alone the Divine Ability Realm, but Innate and Grandmaster Martial Artists are also rare on the surface, and the existence of martial arts masters.

Therefore, Martial Artist is positioned as a mortal by Hongmeng, and that is the inevitable end.

Li Shifan also said with flickering eyes: "In the past six months, um, it should be the past two years, there seems to be a lot more Martial Artist chaos in the sect.

Some time ago, I seem to have seen a lot of information in the mission department of the Inner Sect, does this have something to do with it..."

Because of the strength of the old man ape and Lu Yongsheng, they broke the stereotypes and impressions of several people, and they rarely talked seriously about the Martial Artist.

During the exchange of a few words between several people, they all discovered some clues about the matter of Martial Artist, fell into deep thought, and the scene suddenly became strangely quiet.

Zhang Deming looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about so much? If you think it's suspicious, just go back and report it. If there is a problem, it's not something we can solve.

And the matter of Martial Artist... I tried to report it before, but there was no result. Of course, either it is really not important, or the sect is in it, and there are other considerations, who knows? "

Several people paused for a moment, looked thoughtful, nodded, and stopped entangled in this matter.

Zhang Deming closed his eyes and sensed the spirit seed in Lu Yongsheng's body. For a moment, the other party did not know where he had fled, and he was already out of Zhang Deming's sensing range.

Zhang Deming shook his head, flipped his hand and threw a few spiritual seeds in his hand that had been severely mutated in the opponent's body due to half a year of cultivating the Tao. This thing seemed to be the original seed for his first elite bean soldier. .

After putting away the mutated Spirit Seed, Zhang Deming turned his head and said, "Let's go, let's see what this place is."

Hearing this, Tong Hou said, "I don't think there is much to gain, but seeing how the square is cleaned up, the other party has obviously lived here for several months.

It should be that I came here after I met you, Brother Huan Ling last time.

After such a long time, even if the other party is a Martial Artist and does not have any perception spells, with the speed of the other party, he should have completed the search here long ago.

After all, this mountain looks high, and there are many buildings, but it won't be long if you really want to search seriously. "

(end of this chapter)