Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 422 Ancient inheritance from before the third calamity? [Please subscribe, please monthly ticket]

After Zhang Deming stepped into the crack, a cold and silky touch hit him. His whole body was greasy, and his whole body felt very bad.

It felt like I was stuffed into, well, there was a lot of disgusting, cold, sticky, and greasy gastric juice surrounding me in the esophagus.

Moreover, the esophagus is still squirming, crowding itself forward. When Zhang Deming came back to his senses, this feeling filled his entire perception.

Struggling, wanting to get rid of this predicament, but the token in Zhang Deming's hand is constantly being absorbed by Zhang Deming's power and used as a driving force to move forward, even reaching the maximum output.

Therefore, Zhang Deming did not dare to act rashly, fearing that if he withdrew his spiritual power, it would affect the peristalsis of the passage, and eventually he would be stopped in the middle of the entrance of this strange, unknown passage.

That would be funny!

"Paji..."

For a long time, Zhang Deming felt dizzy, and when he was extremely confused, he felt his whole body loosen up, and he was finally vomited out due to the crowding.

"vomit·······"

The moment he was spit out, Zhang Deming fell to the ground and started retching violently.

As a monk in the third talent stage, if his body can have such an instinctive reaction, it means that his soul's perception is also experiencing such retching.

"vomit······"

Zhang Deming was half lying on his stomach, retching while tensing up, alert to the dangers around him. The surroundings were quiet, and nothing unexpected happened until he recovered a little.

When Zhang Deming regained his composure, he got up and looked around, looking at the surrounding environment, he saw desolation everywhere, and the pitch black and blood red filled the whole field of vision, making Zhang Deming a little dazed.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Deming came to his senses and looked up in horror, only to see the sky was like blood!

This is not a metaphor!

It's a practical description. Looking up, the entire space, which is so vast, is covered by a dome-shaped blood-red wall of flesh.

The wall of flesh is still rolling, wriggling unconsciously, as if the entire space is contained in a ball of flesh.

And on the space wall behind Zhang Deming, there is also a blood-red wall of flesh, as if he just squeezed out of it just now.

Black-red blood was still dripping down his body at this moment, and the greasy feeling just now was brought to him by this strange blood-like liquid.

Seeing such a scene at first, Zhang Deming was taken aback,

‘Did I enter the stomach of some strange creature? Or did you use the wrong method to enter the dragon's anus? '

"vomit······!"

'I swear, I will never drill any dragon hole again in this life, no matter if it is the head or the tail! Not to mention that it is drilled from head to tail like this now! '

‘Well, it seems there is no correct way to enter the dragon’s tail? '

While his thoughts were flickering, Zhang Deming checked his state, his spiritual power fluctuated slightly, and his body was cleaned up in a short while while the spiritual water formula was flowing.

Especially the weird liquid on the surface of his body that made him feel uncomfortable and triggered retching.

With the removal of all the liquid, the nausea didn't continue to appear and gradually disappeared, and Zhang Deming's surprised expression gradually calmed down.

Once again, he began to look around. The place where he was located should be a virgin forest, but now because it is not known whether it is the reason of the fleshy wall of the sky, or some other reason, the forest looks weird.

In the entire forest, there are trees like old locust trees. The trees are pitch-black with overgrown branches. Under the blood-colored light, they look like ghost shadows, giving people a feeling of deep gloom.

The place where Zhang Deming stood was a very dilapidated altar, the kind of altar used in ancient times to worship the gods.

In the very center of the altar, there is a huge three-legged tripod, about two meters high, which is also very dilapidated and full of cracks. In front of the tripod, there is an incense table.

The entire altar has experienced a long and long baptism in a trance, dilapidated and desolate.

Only the incense table is still very complete. At this moment, there is a circular groove in the center of the table, and there is a faint light shining, which echoes the command talisman in Zhang Deming's hand.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Deming was stunned for a moment.

After a little hesitation, he took a step forward, and carefully pressed the badge of the Order Talisman, which was shining faintly with fluorescent light, on the depression of the incense altar table where the light was shining.

As Zhang Deming pressed the button, the entire incense table began to flicker with aura, and Zhang Deming felt a weak spiritual power absorption.

The absorption power was very weak. It seemed that Zhang Deming thought that he could interrupt it casually. Zhang Deming did not feel the danger. Not only did he not interrupt, he also tried to increase the spiritual power output.

But the Talisman Badge does not seem to require spiritual power this time, spiritual power is just an introduction.

After absorbing only a little spiritual power, it stopped, and then the entire incense table and the three-legged tripod in front began to flash with countless runes.

A desolate and primitive atmosphere came out of the body, as if they had crossed the long river of time and woke up.

The broken three-legged cauldron shook, and a blurry light curtain was born in the cauldron, with extremely blurry images flashing and sounds coming from it.

"Disciples of the Lei Department obey the order and form the Demon-Destroying Formation of the Heavens!"

"Hold on, everyone, the Monster Emperor will be here soon!"

"Boss, I can't do it anymore. I'm going to take the first step. Remember to leave a stick of incense for me!"

"Alas... Haoyang shines on the world, and my body is still clear after falling. My heart is like the sun, changing for thousands of years!"

"Ah...Father...you are evil, I will fight you until death!"

"I am willing to cut off my path and escape from the world, where the mortal world is endless, and I will perish all my life, just waiting for the chance of revenge in my death!"

"No, Princess... the disciples of the Water Department obey the order and form the Nine-Bend Weak Water Tianhe Formation!"

"Marshal, without the connection and support of Tianhe Grotto-Heaven, the Nine Winds and Weak Waters will be introduced into the world. It will hurt Tianhe too much. If the Tao Network backfires, my Tianhe Grotto-Heaven will no longer be able to Myriad Tribulations!"

"I can't control that much anymore. If we drag it on any longer, the Blood Ancestor will be infected, the Blood Demon will rebel, and the human race will perish!"

"Yin and yang give birth to the five elements in an orderly manner, and they will be pure forever; if yin and yang are reversed and mess up the universe, it will be a sin for generations! The way of heaven is no longer there, and the five elements are deficient. Since all living beings are responsible for me, so what if the poor way messes up the universe!"

"······"

With the influx of spiritual light, the light curtains on the three tripods flashed, and countless messy messages flashed, as if they were countless times, as if they were different eras.

They are all things with inexplicable meanings that are difficult to see clearly, cannot be grasped, and are extremely blurry. When Zhang Deming wanted to take a closer look, the whole picture shook slightly.

The blurry picture suddenly became clear. A young man in Taoist robes, wearing clothes with ancient elements, appeared in the light screen in the cauldron.

The young man seemed to have traveled through a long history, crossed the long river of time, and saw Zhang Deming through the almost transparent light screen in the tripod.

"For latecomers, I wonder what the war situation was like back then?"

With a question, the young man in the picture paused, and Zhang Deming was stunned. Is he asking himself?

War situation?

Is this the war of the worlds in the second tribulation, or, to put it more fashionably, the interstellar war of the second era - the war of civilizations?

Or are you talking about the Twilight of the Gods in the third era of the Shinto destruction war?

Zhang Deming didn't know how to answer for a while. The young man seemed to be completely asking himself. After a slight pause, he continued:

"But since you can touch the arrangement I left behind, it proves that the Aoki Thunder Domain is still there, then we may have won!

The poor Taoist's surname is Wen, his given name is Xianxian, his Taoist name is Qingxu, and he is appointed as the head of the six emperors of the Thunder Department of Shenting!

I, the Thunder Controller, fought to the last soldier and wiped out all the demons. I am worthy of Heaven, worthy of all sentient beings, and worthy of Taoism.

However, the entire Yu Lei Department was exterminated, and the Qingmu Yang Lei Sect also lost its orthodoxy. I feel ashamed of myself, my emperor, and the sect!

Therefore, when Pindao's path of life and death disappeared, at the expense of the dissipation of the true spirit, with our Aoki Thunder Domain Grotto-Heaven as the foundation, and the broken battlefield of the Yu Lei Department as the basis, he left behind the core inheritance of our Aoki Yang Lei Sect.

At the same time, I am grateful for the contribution of my Fellow Daoist of the Yulei Tribe, and mixed all the Taoism into it, leaving it for the future, hoping to resume the Taoism of my Qingmu Yang Lei Sect! Renew the Lei tribe’s Fellow Daoist tradition!

I hope those who come late will respect themselves!

This inheritance assessment is of a trial nature..."

Before the words were finished, the offering table and the broken cauldron seemed to have reached their limits, and the extremely transparent light screen fluctuated slightly.

Then it exploded into a spiritual light that filled the sky, and the altar table and the broken cauldron also cracked quickly, shattered in an instant, and turned into a pile of ashes.

Only a dimmed badge was left, lying quietly among the ashes!

I go?

Finished?

Why don't you finish talking? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Why don't you tell me the key information first?

You talked a lot of bullshit, and the corporate culture is going to be ruined. As soon as you get down to business, you fucking lost your shit. I... I'm so fucked up (Harmony)!

At this moment, Zhang Deming’s heart was filled with countless wild beasts roaring! I can't calm down for a long time!

Zhang Deming looked at the altar table that had turned into ashes, then reached out and picked up the dimly lit command badge on the ground. My thoughts flickered, and all kinds of thoughts kept passing through my heart.

"Aoki Yang Lei Sect? Yu Lei Department? The largest joint force in the Third Age - a subordinate unit of Shenting?"

Regarding matters about the Ancient Divine Court, or the Third Age, there are very few in the Heavenly Spirit Sect information room, or in other words, there are very few in Hongmeng as a whole.

Zhang Deming has read a lot of gossip and personal secrets about Heavenly Spirit Sect, but he doesn’t know much about it. It is only mentioned slightly in some biographies.

Therefore, he had no clue about the information he just received. Especially those things at the beginning were not only messy, but he didn't even hear them clearly or see any clear picture.

After that, there was no mention of any inheritance assessment, and the offering table and broken cauldron fell apart into ashes. Therefore, Zhang Deming was a little confused at the moment and had no clue.

After thinking for a moment, I really had no idea, so I had to raise my head and look around.

Behind him was an endless wall of blood-colored flesh that was constantly moving. At his feet was a small broken altar.

In front of the altar is a desolate and strange jungle. The jungle is not high and is full of dark trees. The trees are branches and branches, like old locust trees, without half a leaf.

In this situation, his eyes darkened.

Although the light screen mentioned inheritance just now, looking at such a strange environment, Zhang Deming didn't think it was just for fun.

With his spiritual eyes flashing, he carefully checked his surroundings for a long time, but found nothing special. The wings appeared on his back and he tried to fly towards the sky.

As his feet left the ground, there began to be a pressure in the sky, and at the same time, a majestic and majestic momentum came, like thunder coming to the world, and it was extremely oppressive.

After Zhang Deming was suspended in the air, the pressure became stronger with every inch he rose. When Zhang Deming rose a few feet higher, he even felt that the sky above his head exploded, and the air seemed to be flashing with lightning.

Considering the information obtained, this is the place where the Grotto-Heaven, the remaining secret realm of the Aoki Thunder Territory, was built, Zhang Deming did not continue to fly.

Instead, he landed down, folded his wings, looked at the strange and gloomy forest, and strolled in.

Since this is the so-called inheritance, and he didn't get the information just now, there must be a way out later!

In this situation, we can only take one step at a time, and Zhang Deming has no better way to deal with this.

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Zhang Deming stepped into the forest with his whole body tense, sensing constant warnings, and the whole forest was filled with weirdness.

Not only the trees, but also the bushes under the trees were like old locust trees in the darkness.

The trees in the entire forest were dark, and the light was blood red and dim, reflecting the entire forest in a gloomy, blood-moon-like night. It is eerie and terrifying, but it also has a little bit of extremely majestic and righteous majesty.

Stepping cautiously into the forest, the surrounding environment and atmosphere made Zhang Deming extremely uncomfortable.

As I walked forward with my body tense, the entire forest seemed dead silent, without any chirping of birds, animals or insects, the silence was a bit too much.

The soil under my feet was also soft, and it felt very strange, as if I were stepping on flesh!

After taking a few steps forward, Zhang Deming frowned slightly. He raised his hand and looked at the badge talisman in his hand. It was dim and had no reaction even if he lost his Entering Spirit.

Since it is a heritage, there should be a test, but he did not receive this information. How to start this test? Does it need to be turned on automatically or is it already here?

What kind of inheritance is this?

While thinking, Zhang Deming raised his head irritably and looked at the blood-red sky like an endless wall of flesh. If you guessed correctly, all these strange things should be caused by those things.

This place must have been infected by something after it was formed, and finally it was acquired by the unlucky poisonous dragon. Then the poisonous dragon's inheritance was not obtained, and he burped himself.

He sealed this place before he died!

So much so that when he entered before, he entered the deep swamp forest full of poisonous pythons.

The Thousand-Legged Vajra Centipede should have received some inheritance from the Poison Dragon, and then knew how dangerous the matter was, so it never acted rashly, waiting for the Dragon Ball to be polished or something.

It wasn't until he was bitten by the stupid Snake King that his brain was sick, that things turned into what they are now.

Zhang Deming combined the information from these days, plus the poisonous dragon's bones and everything before and after, to roughly have an outline of the overall matter.

Um? what?

As his thoughts flickered, Zhang Deming was startled and suddenly turned his head to look to his side, but there was nothing but dark trees.

Zhang Deming would not think that it was his illusion just now. The rune eyes appeared between his eyebrows while he frowned, his eyes flickered, and he examined it carefully.

Still found nothing, only endless dark trees in sight.

Um?

Trees?

Shouldn't it be...

Zhang Deming looked at the strange trees around him, staring down with his spiritual eyes, and finally saw something different.

These... these trees... couldn't be alive, right?

Literally meaning, active living, living body living!

After the idea came to him, the already weird woods felt a little more terrifying to Zhang Deming, and the hairs all over his body stood up slightly.

An emerald long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, slashing at a big tree not far ahead. The dark tree was struck by the stream of light and broke instantly.

"Chiji..."

A sharp sound sounded, and black and red blood flowed from the broken tree stump, and a strange smell filled with stench spread out.

This action seemed to wake up the entire forest, and the trees in the area around Zhang Deming began to shake, and they all came to life.

The originally blood-red forest was like a ghost movie scene. As the trees shook and came to life, the ghost movie scene began to stage a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Fuck..."

The hair on Zhang Dingming's whole body stood up, the wings appeared on his back, the wheels under his feet turned, and his whole body turned into a wisp of smoke and retreated.

He had not gone far, so in a few blinks, he returned to the altar area.

After he ducked back to the altar, the forest in front of him had completely come to life. The dark trees with branches were like ghost vines, twisting and swaying towards the altar.

This scene made Zhang Deming tense up and look at these strange trees with a wary expression.

The only thing that made Zhang Deming breathe a sigh of relief was that looking at the very broken altar, it seemed to have a special power.

The stretching and twisting branches did not attack here, and all stopped at the edge of the altar.

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of some power, or because I'm restrained by something, or because I don't want to go to the altar out of instinct.

But as the trees wake up. The surrounding branches began to extend around the altar, slowly surrounding the altar into a cylinder made of black vine branches.

When Zhang Deming saw this, of course he couldn't watch anymore. The long sword in his hand condensed, and with a wave of his hand, the long sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, slashing at the ghost tree with a fierce momentum.

"Chiji..."

"Zi······"

After the dark ghost tree was cut off, it let out a piercing scream. The black-red blood-like liquid dripped from the branches and dripped on the ground around the edge of the altar. Occasionally, a little bit fell on the altar, making a sizzling sound.

The liquid fell into the surrounding ground without any reaction, and simply soaked in and disappeared.

But the part that dripped on the altar seemed to be extremely corrosive, like super strong sulfuric acid corroding the broken altar.

Zhang Deming's expression changed slightly when he saw this. The long sword he was waving disappeared, and he grabbed his hands on both sides, and two colorful fiery red wind wheels appeared in his hands.

After the Hot Wheels condensed, Zhang Deming threw them around, and the fiery red wheels quickly rotated around the altar with powerful power.

The branches of the ghost trees that suddenly grew around were smashed into pieces, and the liquid flowing out of the trees was evaporated by the fiery red wheels and did not fall on the altar.

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