Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 892 The top floor of the temple

Zhang Deming looked at the other party playfully for a moment, then looked around, looking at the milky white transparent spiritual liquid that began to spread because Lu Xianming woke up, and said, "Where is this place?"

Lu Xianming was really stunned this time and said, "Senior, you really don't know?"

"Nonsense, I know why I'm asking you why?" Zhang Deming replied.

"Then you sneak in..." Halfway through, Lu Xianming decisively gave up on this subconscious question and changed his words:

"This place is the Holy Pool of Angels, the birthplace of the original angels. Of course, due to some reasons, no more angels are born here, and it has lost its due role.

Nowadays, apart from the special legendary status of the ancestral land, it is regarded as a high-level healing room. It has a pretty good effect on the cultivation of the angel clan, but it is relatively mild and the effect is a bit slow. "

"The birthplace of angels?" Zhang Deming frowned slightly, with some doubts.

As a Tianyu native who grew up in Hongmeng, Lu Xianming was quite familiar with Zhang Deming's reaction and knew clearly that Zhang Deming had no understanding of this legend, so he immediately explained:

“According to legend, the Lord gave birth to the first ray of holy light in the darkness, cutting through the endless darkness. Then a family of angels were born, becoming the first children of light, serving our Lord as servants, and serving as messengers between all living beings and the Lord.

It is said that the first angels of the angel family were conceived and born in the Holy Angel Pond, which is here. Therefore, even if it has lost its function, it still has the legendary status of ancestral land. "

Zhang Deming frowned and said, "Are you saying that this temple is the origin of the Holy See and appeared before the Holy See?"

Hearing this, Lu Xianming paused and said, "Well, that's probably not the case. It's just that the last two floors here were stripped off directly after the temple was built and installed and embedded in the temple.

In the following years, after the temple was renovated again and again, this floor was slowly changed to what it is today, and the last floor still maintained its original appearance. "

"Is that so?" Zhang Deming pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go then, take me to the top floor to have a look!"

Lu Xianming hesitated to speak. At this moment, the vines around him moved and many of them loosened.

"Pfft..."

After part of the vine was loosened, another part of the vine raised its head like a snake and inserted into part of Lu Xianming's body like a spear.

"Um·······"

Lu Xianming let out a muffled groan, and his spiritual power continued to fluctuate, but it had no effect.

"No need to struggle. Your current state is no different from me sealing you completely. As long as I want, I can treat you like a puppet and play with it at will." Zhang Deming looked at Lu Xianming and said calmly.

Lu Xianming froze for a moment as his spiritual power fluctuated throughout his body, and then stood up as if frustrated.

At this moment, he resumed his movements, but his shape was a bit strange. There were many vines wrapped around his body, and some of them were obviously inserted into his body.

The scene that was originally supposed to be terrifying has lost its terror because the vines are as jade-like and extremely beautiful, and it seems to have turned into a strange decoration, quite exotic.

Lu Xianming maintained this state and silently led Zhang Deming through an area and stopped in front of the entrance to the last floor.

This place is different from the previous floors, with an obvious light curtain protection. Zhang Deming looked at Lu Xianming who stopped and asked.

Lu Xianming spread his hands and said helplessly: "As I said before, I am a Tianyu person who grew up in Hongmeng.

And let alone my background, even the direct descendants who grew up in the sanctuary, few have the qualifications and authority to enter the top floor of the temple.

This is the ancestral land where our angel clan originated. Only a few people in the entire clan have authority, even if it is said that this ancestral land has lost its role. "

Zhang Deming stared at Lu Xianming for a moment, then frowned and looked at the light screen again, looked at it for a moment, and said, "Touch."

"What?" Lu Xianming was confused at first and asked subconsciously, but then he immediately reacted and reached out to touch the light screen.

With Lu Xianming's touch, the transparent light curtain became more conspicuous and started to ripple like water.

I don’t know whether it was because he moved too lightly, or because Lu Xianming was one of his own, or because there was no early warning mechanism here at all, but Zhang Deming didn’t feel any alarm being triggered.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief quietly. Then he carefully reached out and touched the light curtain. As Zhang Deming's fingertips touch, the light curtain continues to ripple like water.

At this time, Zhang Deming's fingers quickly became illusory, like fingers composed of runes, making the light curtain on the lake surface fluctuate a little more clearly, and the ripples continued to spread.

'It seems that luck is good, this is just a layer of authority barrier, and it is essentially one thing with the formation outside! '

After figuring out the situation, Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief in his thoughts. The whole person suddenly turned into a person made of translucent runes, and stepped into the light curtain. As the light curtain fluctuated slightly, he disappeared into it.

Seeing Zhang Deming penetrate so easily, Lu Xianming's pupils contracted, and then he felt the vines all over his body squirming slightly.

Then he was horrified to find that he had really lost control of his body. He was like a puppet on strings, being manipulated by vines and walking towards the light curtain.

When he was about to hit the light curtain, a rune vine protruded from the light curtain and was connected to the jade vine in his body. With the pull of the vine, the person and the vine were pulled into the light curtain. , disappeared in this layer.

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When Zhang Deming passed through the water-like light curtain, he clearly felt a clear spatial displacement. In a trance, when he came back to his senses, he found that he had changed the world.

‘Is this... the built-in space of the temple? ’ When he raised his eyes and saw the surrounding scene clearly, he suddenly thought of this.

I saw that this was a quite large space. Zhang Deming didn't know exactly how big it was for a while, because there was a thick fog surrounding it at the moment.

It's a bit inappropriate to use fog to describe it. Different from traditional fog, the surrounding area is milky white, showing strands of floating light spiritual liquid. It is quite different from the gray mist and drop-shaped fog.

These light spiritual liquids are obviously much sparser than the liquid below, but they give people a stronger sense of light. Even Zhang Deming had to withdraw his perception and close his spiritual eyes.

Because in his perception, he seemed to be in a world of light at this moment, and the surroundings were extremely dazzling.

Compared with the sacred sky light spirit liquid, the environment on the ground seems to be in sharp contrast. It feels like a wilderness with potholes everywhere, as if it had been through some kind of war.

There is no vegetation on the ground, only dark brown soil, as if it has been watered by countless blood, desolate and dilapidated.

Various broken weapons were vaguely visible, but not a single withered skeleton. It was like an ancient battlefield. Well, hundreds of thousands of mortals have been fighting for a long time.

While Zhang Deming was looking around, the curtain of light on the water surface emerged again behind him, and Lu Xianming emerged from it.

Looking at such an environment, he was a little stunned. Apparently, he had not expected that the last floor of the temple would be like this.

"This seems to be a battlefield site?" Zhang Deming came back to his senses and looked back at Lu Xianming doubtfully.

Lu Xianming came back from his daze, shook his head blankly, and said: "I really don't know, senior, you will give me the same answer even if you search for my soul. This temple ancestral land is top secret in the clan. .”

Seeing this, Zhang Deming turned around and looked around again, especially the threads of light that filled the sky. He no longer hesitated and walked towards the core of the ruins battlefield. Lu Xianming behind him followed him stiffly like a robot again.

As he moved forward, Zhang Deming gradually discovered that these thread-like lights seemed to be converging toward the center.

No, to be precise, it should be the source of these rays of light, which is the center of the battlefield. Such a discovery made Zhang Deming's whole body tense up a little more. With all his concentration, he flew towards the center of the battlefield with tense nerves.

Behind him, Lu Xianming, who was controlled by Zhang Deming, was attracted by Zhang Deming's state at this moment.

As Zhang Deming moved forward, the silk threads like radiant spirit liquid rippled slightly. Instead of avoiding Zhang Deming, they surrounded him and gradually surrounded Zhang Deming, making him look a little more sacred at the moment.

Gorgeous wings, surrounded by countless lights, and with a holy radiance, Zhang Deming looked more like an angel than Lu Xianming behind him.

Lu Xianming lowered his head and looked at himself. Although there was also light around him, it was obviously much less. In other words, it was not of the same level at all. It was so bright and unusual that it was impossible to compare.

Compared with Zhang Deming, he seems to like Zhang Deming more with these lights, and the difference is obvious. Zhang Deming, who was at the front of the team, seemed not to notice this situation at all and kept moving forward with vigilance.

Lu Xianming's eyes flickered, but he didn't mean to give any hint. No matter what the situation is, for him at this moment, having variables is better than having no variables!

Therefore, Lu Xianming remained silent and was controlled by Zhang Deming, quietly following behind him and constantly advancing towards the center of the battlefield.

As he continued to advance, Lu Xianming discovered that the threads of light became more and more dazzling, even more scorching, and the whole world seemed to be filled with endless light, constantly floating.

His eyes felt stinging and his whole body was being burned, but Zhang Deming in front of him still felt nothing.

Obviously he was more exaggerated than himself at the moment. He was surrounded by countless lights and became a light person, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, and he didn't even notice that something was wrong with him.

Lu Xianming gritted his teeth and tried his best not to act abnormally, but Zhang Deming noticed something was wrong.

Just like this, they persisted for a while. When the light reached its peak, the two of them clearly felt that the light in front of them flickered as dazzlingly as the sun.

After finishing my work, I went home and sorted out the pitfalls, and started to resume updates today.

(End of chapter)