Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 915 Trance

As Mr. Huang continued to go deeper, the light slowly dimmed. Although this had no effect on Mr. Huang, he could still clearly feel that the surrounding atmosphere began to become weird.

Originally, this place was supposed to be a place full of resentment, like a ghost. It was probably processed by Yan Xiangcheng when he collected the souls. Not only were there no ghosts of all kinds, but the resentment was also gone, but the atmosphere was still a bit ghostly.

Especially as you get closer to the bottom, the atmosphere becomes weirder. It seems that there is something terrifying sleeping in this rock forest, or... is this rock forest alive?

After such an idea emerged, Huang Lao dived at the same speed, but his mind became a little more tense.

The rock forest looked the same as above, like an abyss, very deep. Only when the surrounding area became as dark as ink and there was no light source, Huang Lao could vaguely see the bottom.

Huang Lao slowed down and floated to a low altitude at the bottom of the cliff. Looking at the situation at the bottom of the cliff below, he was a little stunned.

"Is this...the ancient lost Bone Prison Formation?"

The scene below was completely different from what Mr. Huang had imagined. There were no ghosts covering the sky, no monsters, just countless bones.

The formation is based on the entire cliff forest. Among the countless white bones, skulls are used as chains, entwined like giant dragons among the rock cliff pillars, forming a strange network structure. It looks very chaotic, but it has an extremely strange order.

Various other leg bones, ribs and other torso bones were laid on the ground to form a special formation base. The entire stone pillar pit in the rock forest was paved into a special white bone formation base, making the entire cliff bottom, It looks like a huge and boundless special altar.

In this way, the stone pillars in the entire rock forest turned into strange pillars growing out of the altar, especially the skull chains intertwined between the various pillars, making these stone pillars really look like a part of it.

A hemispherical transparent energy mask envelops the entire lower part. The stone pillars are the only things that pass through the mask.

Mr. Huang stopped in front of the mask and looked at all this, a little stunned.

After a moment, he came back to his senses and his expression became serious. After all, judging from the sky full of skeletons below, those who died in the Red Thread Sect before were completely insufficient, not even a fraction.

Based on the number of bones, it may be that they belong to the Third Age. Only then could we obtain so many monks' bones.

And if the information in Sacred Land is correct, the White Bone Prison Formation is the pinnacle formation of the Eight Stars. It is also the Apex Level orthodox inheritance of the Hell and Hell tribe in the ancient heaven. It was long lost in the Twilight of the Gods in the third era.

From these two points alone, you can know that this place is definitely not something that has only appeared in recent years. This place is simply an ancient ruins, just like the background description of the Red Thread Sect in the legend of Sacred Land!

"Is it something from the Holy Soul Tradition again? It's a bit difficult to deal with!" Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment, frowning as he looked at the flashing spiritual light between the numerous bones.

With his current attainment of Rank Eight peak formations, he can barely break through to the Rank Nine formations stage using special means, but even Rank Nine formations are still in the ranks of classic level spells.

Theoretically, we can only create the seven-star peak formation. Of course, we need to use the method of fusion formation and spend a lot of time to create more than one seven-star formation. Then we can stack them together in series, add some opportunities, and it will be like a sea of ​​blood in the Chenlong Realm. Like the big formation, it is still possible to create an eight-star formation.

However, in that case, the formation time may be measured in years, and it can only be realized after long-term planning and layout, which consumes a lot of manpower.

Of course, there is no comparison between breaking the formation and building it. After all, it is much easier to destroy than to build, especially since he has a plug-in called the editing panel. If it doesn't work, he can use the data stream to attack and break the formation rogue-style.

But he didn't want to mess around before he figured out what was being imprisoned in the Bone Prison Formation.

After all, judging from the previous conversation between Qianyu and Yan Xiangcheng, Sacred Land also knew about this place, but allowed it to exist for countless years. It can be seen that this place is not a simple place.

He didn't want to accidentally release some shocking Great Monster, especially at this tense moment.

Looking at the formation light curtain, Huang Lao thought for a long time, and finally decided to try to explore first.

After making the decision, he carefully stretched out his hand, and while alert, gently touched the light screen, and the light flickered.

But the next scene caught him off guard.

With his touch, the light curtain in front of him suddenly lit up. Then, he found that his spiritual power was activated and converted into thunder attributes. The moment he touched the light curtain, a lightning arc flashed out. .

The arc of lightning hovered on the light screen in front of him like a thread, forming a special symbol. The key is, he has seen this symbol before!

If he remembered correctly, this symbol was the symbol of the customs clearance talisman when he first entered the White Bone Dragon Cave, entered the Qingmu Yang Lei Secret Realm, won first place, and obtained the core inheritance of the ancient Qingmu Yang Lei Sect. It belonged to the secret realm at that time. Here comes the ID card.

Especially when he was there, he put up a flag for the first time and said he would never get into that kind of thing again, but everything happened to come true later, which made his memory fresh.

"Identification completed!"

"Leibu Masami!"

"With high-level law enforcement, supervision, and review authority, you can enter!"

While Huang Lao was stunned, as the runes formed by thunder arcs on the light screen flashed, a piece of information flashed past. The entire light screen suddenly centered on Huang Lao's fingertips, rippling like water waves. Then Huang Lao discovered that he The finger just passed through this light curtain.

"Uh, Raibu Masami? So this is really an ancient ruin from the Third Age that has survived to this day?"

Slightly stunned, Mr. Huang hesitated for a moment, then stopped hesitating and floated towards the formation with his finger as the center.

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When passing through the light curtain, Huang Lao clearly felt that he was slightly in a trance and felt strong spatial fluctuations.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the world around him had changed, and the stone pillars, skull chains, and bone array altars were all gone.

"The formation has a built-in space? Is this how the idea of ​​"capturing the sky" comes from? Capturing the sky, confining the sky, from this point of view, this space seems to be quite big!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind instantly. Huang Lao, who had experienced many storms and waves, began to look at the surrounding environment without any panic.

In the initial perception of the entire space, Mr. Huang didn't know how big it was. Anyway, he couldn't see the end of it for a while.

He was now in a valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides. There was only a narrow passage in front of him, and he didn't know where it led.

And looking around, the surroundings are desolate. Well, desolate is an understatement. It should be completely desolate.

No matter in the valley or in the surrounding mountains, there is no life at all. The rocks are jagged and there is no grass at all. The sky was also gray and dark, like a ghost.

Huang Lao looked at it for a moment, and when his spiritual light flickered, he was ready to float up. However, during his movement, his entire body failed to lift off the ground, not even an inch, which made him stunned again.

"Forbidden air formation? No, there is no binding effect of gravity at all! It's because he can't fly at all!"

"Is this a rule-based concept-level restricted flight? Is it a meridional domain?"

"Is it wrong? It's so extravagant? Using scriptures to close the air, what kind of decoration is this?"

"Isn't this the secret realm of some Transcendent Level boss?!"

"That's not right. If it were a big boss's private world, he would be able to use sutras to ban the air. Why would the surroundings be so dark? Just use any of the techniques and it would be like a fairyland!"

"Special hobby?"

While his thoughts were spinning, Mr. Huang looked at his feet and saw a mottled white square. At the end of the square, near the exit of the canyon, was a mottled white avenue, starting from the square and extending out of the canyon.

They seem to have experienced the baptism of countless time and appear to be very primitive. But if Mr. Huang felt it right, the jade-like white cornerstone of the road should also be the bones of a creature.

It's just that the level is a bit high, at least the bones of a large ancient creature of Rank Six, so it looks a bit like special jade.

After looking at it for a long time, he put aside his complicated thoughts, and with the idea of ​​​​making peace with it as it came, Huang Lao stopped thinking and walked directly out of the valley.

As he walked forward, he had a flash of inspiration and rushed forward quickly.

"Zhang Deming, work overtime on weekends!"

"Damn it, our project team hasn't had a holiday for half a month!"

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"Brother Ming, do we really want to go to Immortal Gate? Juan'er thinks it's good to be in the village!"

"You are still young, you don't understand!"

"What, it's like you're older than me!"

"One minute is too big, let alone three hours!"

"snort!"

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"Oh, you little kid has a hard life. If you want to live a good life, you should stay in our little green mountain from now on and don't go out much. Although no one has come here for half a year, there are some things and rumors. It’s impossible to come out of nowhere.”

"Steward Feng, the disciple understands."

"Tsk, tsk, I don't understand. You are such a precocious child, why is your spiritual root so low? It shouldn't be!"

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"Wang Qian, how many times have I told you that you are now the boy in front of me, and your status is considered noble. Don't be so cautious."

"Um!"

"Hey, you kid, it's been so many years since what happened back then. It's time to let it go. Who hasn't gotten over it yet?"

"Um!"

"You and I know...well, forget it, do whatever you want!"

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"I gotta go!"

"You don't have to leave. I didn't see anything about what happened today."

"Forget it, your Xianqin Cliff is quite peaceful, I won't cause any trouble for you, so as not to make it difficult for you in the future! My thing, your place is a bit small, you can't handle it if it happens!"

"I kind of want to play the piano!"

"I also want to dance the sword a little bit!"

"Then let's play a song!"

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"Ancestor, my grandson Zhang Xiujia has come to serve me. I wonder if my ancestor has anything to say to me?"

"There is nothing to explain. Just practice more on your own. If I have any instructions, I will come to you."

"Then usually..."

"I usually spend most of my time in seclusion, and I'm not used to having a baby as big as you waiting in front of me. Besides, I'm still a baby at home."

"Ancestor, my grandson is eight years old and has reached the age of a legitimate boy!"

"Eight-year-old is still a baby!"

"My grandson has read all the family libraries and libraries..."

"So what? What does age have to do with studying too much? Isn't it a baby? And who taught you? You're not willing to be taken care of. What's the point of being servile?"

"this······"

"That's it, just ask me if you have any questions!"

"All right!"

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Countless pictures suddenly flashed through Huang Lao's mind. He had stopped as if he had lost his soul, and was walking forward like a ghost on the small road.

I don't know when a thick white fog started to appear around me, making it difficult to see where I was coming from and the way forward.

As these pictures continued to flash, they began to blur, as if they were going away from him, like another life.

"Ding... The Heart and Soul Dao Apex Level realm has been detected, and countermeasures have been initiated!"

"After inspection, it belongs to the realm of Rank Twelve peak magic. There is no possibility of counterattack. Start the backup plan and activate the all-out self-protection plan!"

"The main program wakes up and the editing panel is starting!"

"Start spontaneous special editing, target: Soul Dao!"

"Comprehensive big data analysis and prediction shows that this place has special backdoor care. The Holy Soul and Marriage Path can be initially immune to mind control. You can choose the best targets: Yan Xiangcheng, Hongxian Sect leader Yue Hongniang, and her husband Qiyu."

"That's why Yan Xiangcheng exists here. Considering the mastermind's aversion to women's clothing, he finally chose the target: Qiyu!"

"Turn on identity editing!"

"Editing completed!"

"Converting!"

In a trance, Zhang Deming heard a series of prompts from the monitoring elf. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had changed.

Huang Lao, who was no longer the childlike boy with white hair, had turned into Qi Yu, who was 1.9 meters tall, covered in tendons, rough-looking but extremely handsome, and exuding male hormones all over his body.

When he came back to his senses, his expression changed slightly, and he instantly remembered everything he had experienced just now.

“Is Rank Twelve’s peak mind confused?”

Zhang Deming looked around with a somewhat unsightly expression. As he woke up, the thick fog that had appeared around him began to slowly dissipate.

"Wow..."

At this time, Zhang Deming heard strange sounds of running water. As the thick fog dissipated, he discovered that at some point, he had left the valley and came to a lake?

No, it should be by the river.

It's just that the river is too wide, and it's hard to see the other side at a glance, so it looks a bit like a lake at first glance, with the river water turbid and rushing away.

Under his feet, there was still the mottled white path, winding along the river and heading into the distance.

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(End of chapter)