Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 575 Farewell

Time flies, and it's almost half a day.

Zhang Deming, who was in trance, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw in the depression of the light ball, at the top of the white jade rabbit's head, the broken pendant that seemed to be pasted on the wall of the light ball. It was originally dim in color and looked as if it had experienced the baptism of countless years. Like, very old.

But now it seems to have been carefully cleaned and renovated, and it is already glowing with a bright aura.

Lan Fuyao also opened his eyes, with a happy face. He carefully and difficultly took out the pendant and half of the gourd from the sunken ball, threw the gourd to Zhang Deming, and carefully inspected his pendant.

Zhang Deming put away half of the gourd. After Lan Fuyao calmed down, he looked at the ball of light next to her and said, "Are you coming, or am I?"

Lan Fuyao shook his head and said: "I have been trying for half a month since I discovered this place. If I hadn't been helpless about this barrier, I wouldn't have chosen to purify it on the spot."

Zhang Deming heard this and said: "Then let me try!"

As he spoke, a spiritual eye flickered between his brows, and he looked at the ball of light in front of him, but he only saw a blurry shadow in his eyes.

'Um? Is the Dharma Eye level of Rank Four completely insufficient? '

While thinking, Zhang Deming looked at his warehouse energy. It was more than half a year before he reached the breakthrough. He hadn't used luck much in the past eight months. In addition, he had 400 energy left before.

Merit: 145.4, luck: 1337.6, karma: 30.2.

Luck has increased by 900, merit has increased by 70, and karma has also increased by one-tenth. The harvest is already considered good!

I looked at the skills, True Sight Lv4 (0/400).

"Do you want to consume 400 luck to raise the True Sighting Eye to Rank Five?"

"yes!"

"Do you want to consume 800 luck to raise the True Sighting Eye to Rank Six?"

"yes"

With the consumption of 1200 luck, Zhang Deming's magic skills improved rapidly, and the rune eyes between the eyebrows became more complex and three-dimensional visibly to the naked eye. It no longer looks like a tattoo pattern, but looks like a real vertical pupil!

I looked at the skills, True Sight Lv6 (0/1600).

Now this technique is one of the most costly skills for him to upgrade. After improving his technique, Zhang Deming looked at the ball of light in front of him again.

Name: Jade Rabbit Purifying Formation

Belongs to: Formation (remnant formation of the ancient seven stars)

Status: Semi-corrupted, so the formation was once mixed with sacrificial power, and then it was implicated when the sacrificial way died, so that the formation was broken and corrupted.

Efficacy: Continuously purify the battlefield and prevent the birth of gods and evils.

Reminder: Although the big formation is broken, it is still barely functioning. With the main god token, it naturally has the authority to control the eyes of the formation.

Special reminder: Although the formation has gone through several guilds and lost several laurel leaves for purification, if you want to remove the last leaves without damage, it is best to activate the remaining formation first to complete the final purification.

Looking at the information, Zhang Deming was taken aback for a moment. Is this what it means to have the Lord God Token, and sometimes there may be unexpected gains?

While thinking, Zhang Deming tentatively reached out and touched the ball of light.

The light ball instantly flashed with a strong spiritual light, and it seemed to be contagious. Countless lines started from the light ball and spread to the surroundings. In an instant, the entire valley was flashing with spiritual light, and countless runes flickered on the ground.

Lan Fuyao looked at Zhang Deming in surprise. Zhang Deming felt the gaze, raised his head and gave him a smile, saying: "Well, my formation skills seem to be passable!"

Lan Fuyao glanced at Zhang Deming indifferently, and said: "You should leave these deceitful words to others!"

Zhang Deming: "······"

Can't you be a little more subtle? We're not familiar with each other!

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With the lighting of the formation, Zhang Deming clearly felt the brokenness of the formation, as well as the strange aura in the entire formation.

Although these breaths are incomparable to the place where Xiaotiangou was before, they should not be underestimated. Under the slight movement of Zhang Deming's mind, all the power of the formation was aroused.

The intense white light flickered, it didn't have the powerful erosive ability when the Xiaotian dog was scattered, and it didn't have the force to forcibly reverse the nature.

However, the white light also has its own uniqueness. Under the strong white light, the strange trees here began to disappear little by little, as if they had been erased.

As the white light became stronger, both Zhang Deming and Lan Fuyao closed their eyes unbearably.

For a moment, a desolate valley came into view again, and all the strange things were completely erased.

Although everything in bareness was countless times better than before, after seeing the changes in the Roaring Sky Dog Sandao, Zhang Deming felt that the effect was somewhat unsatisfactory.

"Wave······"

As the final power was activated, the light ball shattered. Zhang Deming immediately took a look and found that the illusory jade rabbit shadow in the light ball also dissipated, leaving only a leaf.

Um?

one slice?

Fuck!

The so-called last power consumes laurel leaves?

Fuck you!

Say it early, say it early, I would rather take my time and take my time!

He picked up the last laurel leaf with a look of bitter hatred and deep sorrow, looked at Lan Fuyao and said, "Uncle Shi, look at this... it seems that there is no way to separate it!"

Lan Fuyao glanced at Zhang Deming and said, "I didn't intend to take two pieces, but this time I owe you a huge favor."

Hearing this, Zhang Deming did not hesitate to delay, the way the two of them got along was not suitable for this. Put it into an exquisite jade box, seal it up carefully, and put it away with your hands.

"Is there anything unfinished?" Zhang Deming asked.

Lan Fuyao didn't speak, just shook his head. Seeing this, Zhang Deming said: "Then let's leave quickly. Although I don't think the evil dragon will get rid of the curse so quickly, it's better to be careful."

Lan Fuyao nodded when he heard the words, and said: "Come with me, the exit of Zongmen Construction is quite far from here."

"No need!" While speaking, Zhang Deming stretched out a vine, stretching it in front of Lan Fuyao, and said, "Extend your hand?"

Lan Fuyao paused slightly and stretched out his hand calmly.

The vine extended by Zhang Deming quickly entangled the opponent, and then Zhang Deming closed his eyes. Although it is more difficult than Xiao Heavenly World, but as he guessed, this talisman can be used in the twelve hour world.

Of course, there are still differences in functions, but you can still use this function to enter and exit at will. As the jade pendant on his waist flickered, Zhang Deming took Lan Fuyao and disappeared in place.

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When they reappeared, the two of them were already in a primitive jungle. It was evening and the sunset was already red.

After Lan Fuyao fell into a trance, she took a deep look at Zhang Deming again. This 'disciple' who had been with her for more than ten years became more and more strange and mysterious.

Maybe...she has never understood the other party!

Of course, it was precisely because she never deliberately got to know each other after they got acquainted that the two could have the friendship they have now.

Zhang Deming turned over his hand and took out the map from the book, positioned it, and said: "This way!"

Immediately, the wings on his back moved slightly, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and disappeared, followed by Lan Fuyao.

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The two only fled for half an hour when Zhang Deming, who led the way, suddenly slowed down and stopped between a cliff.

Lan Fuyao seemed to have expected it long ago, silently followed Zhang Deming, and floated down on the cliff.

The cliff is quite high, it is a cliff, and under the steep cliff is an endless primitive jungle. It is the evening at this moment, the sunset is red, and the sky is full of sunset. The faint golden light illuminates the entire cliff with resplendent gold.

The two stood between the cliffs, looking at the forest below the cliff, a little lost in thought.

The mountain wind was blowing slightly, and the two of them watched silently while their clothes and hair fluttered gently. No one spoke hastily. Although the atmosphere was silent, it was not awkward.

It seems that after more than ten years of getting along, the two have long been accustomed to such silence, that familiar strangeness!

After a long time, Lan Fuyao suddenly said: "You can come to Duan Jianwu again!"

Zhang Deming looked at Lan Fuyao who had already sat down holding the piano, paused, and said, "Alright!"

After saying that, Zhang Deming stretched out his hand, and the long emerald sword appeared in his hand.

"Fight..."

As soon as he started his hand, the music beside him started to sound in unison, but it was slightly different in the familiarity, less dusty and deserted, more sad and sad.

Zhang Deming's movements paused for a moment, and then he continued to match the piano music, holding his sword and moving.

There is a gentle breeze on the cliff, the woman is playing the zither, the man's sword light is elegant, and the surrounding flowers and plants are growing and blooming at a visible speed with the dancing of the long sword. In a moment, it turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

Under the golden light of the setting sun, the whole cliff is a bit dreamy, which seems unreal.

From a distance, it is really a picturesque picture. The only flaw is that in this picture, whether it is the music of the piano or the sword dance, there is a touch of separation.

It’s not separation between life and death, nor resentment between men and women, it’s just the pure sadness of separation between friendships.

Before meeting Lan Fuyao, if someone had told Zhang Deming that one day he would have a very pure and incomprehensible friendship with a woman, a very beautiful woman, he would have scorned him.

But now...he believed it. At least to him, Lan Fuyao was a friend worth keeping for a lifetime, the kind of pure friendship in which the road to immortality is slow and you climb together.

"It's a sad story..."

During the performance, Lan Fuyao felt something for a moment, raised her lips, and began to sing. As a master in the three fields of instrumental music, Chinese music, and divine music, she rarely stretches her voice during her daily practice.

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After a long time, the music stopped, the song ended, and the sword stopped. Zhang Deming once again held his sword and looked at the forest under the cliff. Lan Fuyao was also quietly lost in thought. No one suddenly broke the silence.

"Your surname is not Li, right?"

"I gotta go!"

After a long silence, the two spoke almost at the same time, and then paused at the same time.

After a moment, Zhang Deming smiled and said again: "Thirteen years have passed since I was the 'flower-planting boy' in front of you, uncle, for thirteen years. Now, uncle, have you finally remembered to ask me about my origins?"

Lan Fuyao hugged Qin, also looked at the forest under the cliff without looking back. The same smile, said: "I asked earlier, we can still be like today, I play music, you sword dance?"

Zhang Deming paused, turned his head to look at Lan Fuyao, and said, "That's right!"

The two were silent for a while, Lan Fuyao suddenly said: "Actually, we can stay!"

"What?" Zhang Deming asked doubtfully.

Lan Fuyao still didn't look back, looked at Changqin in her arms in a low voice, and said, "It's okay to stay here."

Zhang Deming paused for a moment, then realized that the other party was responding to what he said just now: he was leaving.

Suddenly, Zhang Deming smiled, and said, "Sacred Land's ancestor Yuqian's words involve fate, right?"

The sudden words made Lan Fuyao pause for a moment, but she nodded indifferently, and said: "Well, I am very proficient, and I can see the fate of all people!"

"Forget it, I have some things that are too sensitive. If something happens in the future... it's okay to say goodbye like this, but if you return to the clan... you may be held accountable for not reporting the knowledge. ." Zhang Deming replied.

Lan Fuyao thought about the words, and then understood the meaning.

The other party was expressing that if he went back today, if something happened in the future, after a thorough investigation, Lan Fuyao would endorse his actions.

"Besides, without you, I would have left in seven years at most, so uncle, you don't have to think that I ran away because of you!" Zhang Deming added.

"Are you... so disgusted with entering Sacred Land? With your current talent, you can have a good position regardless of whether your surname is Li or not." Lan Fuyao said.

"Talent?" Zhang Deming showed a bitter smile and stopped talking.

Lan Fuyao frowned suspiciously, but did not continue to ask.

"Can I ask, why did you drag me to Xianqin Cliff?" Zhang Deming asked again after a long time.

Lan Fuyao heard the words, turned around, looked at Zhang Deming's side face for a long time, and said bluntly: "Because of a hexagram!

I was too young back then, and because I had a big heart and a solid foundation, I was trapped for thousands of years from the five elements to the heaven and earth. I once asked for hexagrams in order to achieve a breakthrough. I thought you were my chance to break through..."

Zhang Deming paused, looked at Lan Fuyao in confusion and said, "Then...why have you been with me for so long and didn't do any research?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want to. I am doing a major cultivation of one and five elements. In order to be promoted, I chase after a junior with three talents... Although such a thing is not a big deal, it goes against my true intention."

Lan Fuyao paused and said: "As for the initial discussion of friendship with you as my peer...it's funny to say that I thought that if I had no other choice and needed to talk to you, I could save some face. !”

Zhang Deming: "······"

He had presupposed countless possibilities, but he didn't expect it because of this!

Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment, looked at Lan Fuyao and said: "Your way... Maybe I can really help."

Lai Fuyao suddenly turned her head, because she was too big, now even under various circumstances, she still doesn't have a big clue, now...

Her eyes flickered and she stared at Zhang Deming closely without interrupting immediately, waiting for the next step.

(end of this chapter)