Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 913: Ten million power leveling?

After Zhang Deming's test, it was found that this low-level sword type only requires five thousand experience points to condense one. If there is no restriction on asking the gods, you can borrow half of his power. If you keep it warm, there is no difference.

Now he has more than 50 billion experience points to use without losing level, which means he can condense more than 10 million low-level sword types.

Although it cannot be issued to the whole alliance, alliance disciples above the Tai Chi stage can do it.

With such an exaggerated trump card, no matter how lazy a person is, he would still take care of himself every day. Tsk tsk, that’s more than a thousand Tai Chi power levelers and above.

No more, just a little experience every day... Oh my god, that's ten million!

Sent, sent!

As Zhang Deming began to "train" the sword technique, and the preliminary test results came out, Zhang Deming made a preliminary calculation, and his whole body became excited. The red light on his face and the injuries that were almost healed seemed to disappear.

For a poor man, there is nothing more exciting than seeing the opportunity to escape poverty. In his excitement, Zhang Deming was ready to gather his sword skills and start a power leveling plan!

"Ding······"

At this time, the monitoring elf suddenly sounded the alarm. Zhang Deming came to his senses slightly, temporarily suppressed his excitement, and came to Yu Spirit World.

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In the Yu Spirit World, the monitoring elves flashed rapidly in the chaotic sky.

Zhang Deming waved to him, and the surveillance elf flew down. Without waiting for Zhang Deming to ask questions, two messages popped up directly.

“The identity of the ‘original IP tracker’ targeted by long-term testing, monitoring and analysis has been completely confirmed, and it is the three goddesses of the ancient divine court.

Based on the database information and the mastermind’s previous experience, we can draw the conclusion that the other party is particularly interested in the mastermind, so please handle it with caution.

The current firewall can completely isolate its remote tracking. However, the main brain's current cultivation level is insufficient, so please be careful when encountering reality. "

Zhang Deming looked at the first message and frowned slightly. He had already guessed this result, so it was no surprise. He waved and looked at the second message.

"We found that the long-term monitoring target Yan Xiangcheng had an abnormal reaction. Please ask the mastermind to finalize a solution!"

"Huh? Something unusual happened to Yan Xiangcheng?" Looking at the information, Zhang Deming's expression changed slightly. If I remember correctly, Yan Xiangcheng seemed to be at Tianyu's side before, taking advantage of the disaster to summon spirits, right?

"Is there a problem with promotion due to the absorption of too many wronged souls?"

"Basic information shows that Yan Xiangcheng has successfully advanced to Seven Stars!" the monitoring elf replied.

"Seven stars? Ha, this time the disaster broke out, it seems that he became the beneficiary. Wait, since it is already seven stars, what else is wrong?" Zhang Deming frowned slightly and said: "Show the current monitoring Picture!"

"The other party is in an abnormal area and cannot be monitored. The interference is serious. We can only initially locate the other party, which requires the mastermind to handle it personally."

The monitoring elf's reply made Zhang Deming stunned again. Over the years, not many people could shield him from peeking at the light point target.

Except for the fact that the three goddesses completely blocked him once, they could only initially locate the target, and nothing else could be monitored. It can be said that he was ranked second!

"Tsk, tsk, this guy has quite a secret!" Zhang Deming whispered, but did not make a decision immediately, but said: "Play the record before he disappeared. Well, let's start with the reason why he joined the group."

"The time span is as long as half a year. At the speed of the main brain's spiritual thoughts, it would take several days to read it in one breath. Time is running out now, do you want to enable simple cutting?"

"Cut it!"

"Data sorting..."

"Selecting key points..."

"Cutting..."

"Cut done!"

As the monitoring elf's log stopped beating, Zhang Deming noticed that the light screen in front of him changed, and a video-movie-like scene started to play.

The time connection seems to be the time when Yan Xiangcheng was seeking the world and Substitute Talisman. As for the location, it looks like it should be the blessed place in the outer courtyard of Yuqing Temple, the guest reception area.

In the picture, Yan Xiangcheng was waiting quietly in the guest hall alone. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came in. Yan Xiangcheng immediately stood up and took two steps forward. He seemed to be familiar with him. He looked at him and said, "How is it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "The dean disagrees with you!"

Yan Xiangcheng frowned and said, "You won't even meet me once? That's our sect's territory. Now it's sealed by you, but I, one of my own, are not allowed to go there? This can't be justified, can it?"

The middle-aged man spread his hands, shrugged, and said helplessly: "What's the use of telling me this? With my little cultivation and status, what can I do? That was sealed by the order of Sacred Land back then!"

Yan Xiangcheng was silent for a moment and said: "That's all, since you don't want to, I'll go on a cruise in Sacred Land!"

"What do you want to do?" The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this!

"What are you doing? What else can you do! Of course I want to return to the sect! Since the temple master doesn't want to see me, I can only think of other ways. Even if this matter goes to Sacred Land, I want to go back in an open and honest manner!" Yan Xiangcheng said.

The middle-aged man looked at Yan Xiangcheng and said, "Go back? I know how you made that ghost flag. Do you think the dean and uncle don't know about it?"

You're the one who's going back, but your uncle is turning a blind eye and doesn't care. Now that you are still not satisfied, do you want the sect to be unsealed so that you can go back in good faith?

Do you think that if you go to Sacred Land, the sect will publicly support your soul refining? You have to know that soul refining is a demonic way. This is the fundamental iron law established by the three Great Saints back then! "

Yan Xiangcheng shook his head and said: "I did not refine this soul, they entered it themselves!"

"How much difference is there for outsiders? Even the Holy Soul Dao is not allowed. After all, voluntary and voluntary, once the gap in cultivation is large, this boundary will not be clear at all!" The middle-aged man said speechlessly.

Yan Xiangcheng didn't say much, got up and walked out.

"You... you only escaped a rare disaster back then, why don't you live well?" The middle-aged man said as he looked at Yan Xiangcheng walking out.

The words of the middle-aged man coming from behind made Yan Xiangcheng pause slightly. He glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Brother, you don't understand!

If you really want to understand, first go to Du Family Suan Cultivator in Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, become their shadow guard, and try their 'Suan·Ying' life and death contract binding, and you will understand! "

"Forget it, I don't want to touch a pair of monks or anything like that! What's more, two men signed a contract to live and die together!" the middle-aged man said.

"So... senior brother, you won't understand my affairs." After Yan Xiangcheng finished speaking, he walked out quietly without saying a word.

"Oh... what a bad fate!" The middle-aged man sighed, shook his head, and stopped talking.

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The screen suddenly jumped to Hongmeng Sacred Land, in an extremely majestic hall. Yan Xiangcheng was kneeling in the center of the hall, as if he was a different person, with an indifferent expression on his face.

In front of him was a Liuhe Daxiu, holding an edict-like scroll in his hand. The other party first looked at Yan Xiangcheng indifferently, then opened the scroll and began to read:

"After the judgment of all the elders, the verdict is as follows: Independent Cultivator Yan Xiangcheng, disrespects the teachings, does not know how to repent, and turns into a Bengali, refining his soul to enter the devil's path.

Considering that he has no grudges, no debts, and has the image of a holy soul.

However, according to the Soul Refining Demonic Examination Regulations, he cannot prove that the soul in the banner was 'voluntarily' soul refining, and there is no other evidence. As a result, he could not be exempted from punishment, and after discussion, it was decided to give him a lighter punishment.

Punishment: Tianyuan Cliff, Evil Wind Valley, Cold Iron Collarbone, Evil Wind Body Tempering, Yuanyuan Cliff has been thinking about it for three thousand years, but it cannot be reached without summoning! "

After Liuhe Daxiu finished reciting, he looked at Yan Xiangcheng indifferently, and with a casual move, several law enforcement disciples from the Five Elements stage stepped forward and suppressed Yan Xiangcheng.

Yan Xiangcheng was silent the whole time, surprisingly quiet, as if he was resigned to his fate.

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The scene changed again, into a canyon like a chasm. Between the cliffs on both sides, chains as thick as arms extended out, fixing Yan Xiangcheng in the center of the canyon.

His limbs were pierced by chains, and his whole body was fixed in the sky of the canyon in the shape of a large font. The evil wind blew violently, like a strange wind blade blowing across his body, leaving countless minor wounds.

At this moment, the other party's clothes were in rags, and there were wounds all over his body, and traces of blood appeared, which could not be healed for a long time. Obviously, the wind here is not that easy to blow.

Her long hair was loose and dancing in the wind, making her look very embarrassed. But he closed his eyes Nurturing Spirit, remained unmoved and unusually calm.

"You are quite calm!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Xiangcheng closed his eyes and opened them calmly. After seeing the illusory figure in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure and said calmly:

"Yan thought that someone would come, but he didn't expect that it would be the Holy Master coming in person. What an honor!"

Qianyu looked at his reaction and said in astonishment: "Oh, did you expect it?"

"Yan's case has been full of weirdness since he entered Sacred Land. Not to mention other things, my origin is not a big secret to Sacred Land, but I am positioned as an Independent Cultivator?

And it is not normal to decide on such a result in just a few days. And a certain person thinks that he has not offended anyone in Sacred Land, so there must be an explanation for all this weirdness, right? "

Yan Xiangcheng looked at Qian Yu and said calmly. Qianyu looked at Yan Xiangcheng and didn't answer.

Yan Xiangcheng paused, probably because of Qianyu's identity. Although he could maintain his composure, he did not dare to make any further moves. He was silent for a moment and said directly: "Yan is from..."

"Stop!" Without waiting for Yan Xiangcheng to speak, Qianyu immediately stopped him and said, "I don't want to know anything about you, whether it's your previous experience or the origin of the soul-calling flag, I don't want to know, and I don't want to know! "

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(End of chapter)