Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 916

Zhang Deming stopped and frowned as he looked at the roiling river in front of him. The river reached the sky, and he could not see the end or the other side at a glance.

What makes people frown is that the river water is very turbid and has a yellowish-brown color. It looks even turbid than the sandy area of ​​the Yellow River in the previous life.

What puzzled Zhang Deming was that he actually felt a familiar breath from the river. It seemed that... he had seen this river before?

After thinking for a moment and considering the rules of forbidden air, he suddenly raised his hand and a thin jade vine quickly woven between his palms, and instantly turned into a dandelion-like spiritual seed.

"call······"

As he blew gently, dandelion-like seeds floated into the river. This is the fundamental difference between conceptual forbidden air and forbidden air formations.

The forbidden air is similar to gravity enhancement. Once flying, everything can feel the pull of gravity enhancement and lose the ability to fly. It is mechanical and has no flexibility. Forced resistance only depends on strength.

However, conceptual sutras are forbidden to fly based on the concept. Except for the restriction of the concept, other things will not be affected, and those that are restricted will not be able to fly at all.

Under Zhang Deming's gaze, the seeds all over the sky lost their ability to float as soon as they flew into the river area and fell directly into the river.

"A feather doesn't float? The weak water of the Tianhe River? Shouldn't the weak water be the clearest water in the world? Why... hmm?"

As Zhang Deming's thoughts flickered, he discovered that the spiritual seed that fell into the water was instantly corroded by the river water and lost consciousness before he could do anything.

Moreover, before the spiritual seed was corroded, he also felt the cries of countless wronged souls, and a powerful mental shock rushed towards him.

"Is this... the smell of yellow spring water?"

In an instant, Zhang Deming knew where his familiarity with this river came from.

During the Qingmu Yang Lei Secret Realm assessment, in a certain Rank One section, he and Lan Fuyao, whom he met for the first time, entered the Shuangquan Realm of the Spiritual Treasure. When they joined forces for the first time, they had seen such a river.

It contains the strange rivers of Huangquan, Biluo, Tianhe weak water, and the water of the four sacred rivers of the past life. Now, there are still some useful things hidden in his spiritual cultivation space.

The reason why he didn't think of it immediately was because the river was dyed blood red and turned into a river of blood, probably because of the battle in the Shuangquan Realm.

Today, the river is an extremely turbid yellow-brown color, and the external atmosphere is a bit different. Moreover, the water in this area is probably dominated by corrosive yellow spring water.

"So which realm of the Ancient Divine Court is this?"

Zhang Deming frowned and looked at the river, and then at the mottled bone path under his feet, frowning a little. Especially now, not a single living or dead thing has been seen, it is completely desolate.

He looked at it for a long time, then studied the river water, and determined that there was not much difference between this thing and the blood river water in the Shuangquan Realm in his spiritual cultivation space, only the composition ratio was different.

He collected a lot of river water as usual, and then continued on the road, walking forward along the mottled path.

Without a map or guidance, he couldn't find any other way, so he might as well go down and see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

However, with the previous lesson, he did not run, but walked forward unhurriedly and with all his vigilance.

I don't know if Qitian's aura is immune to this place, or because this place only pulls people into a trance and fantasy once.

Anyway, Zhang Deming didn't feel anything unusual during the long journey, and he didn't know how long he had been walking when Zhang Deming suddenly stopped.

Ahead, the mottled path seemed to have come to an end. A jade bone bridge made of the same material spanned the entire river from the end of the path and seemed to lead directly to the other side.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Deming stopped in front of the bridge. Beside the bridge, he found a mottled jade bone stele with a series of strange runes on it.

The runes shone with a strange luster, as if they had endless power and could absorb people's souls. But under Zhang Deming's tight defense, he was not hit.

Based on the reason why he has searched many libraries in Hongmeng Sacred Land, Quanqing Temple, Bailing Paradise, etc., it can be said that after searching half of Hongmeng's big data, he is no longer unfamiliar with ancient divine texts.

Therefore, he recognized the words on the stone tablet while stumbling.

"Looking at Huangquan on the Huangquan Road, sighing at Naihe on the Naihe Bridge.

Looking back at the dream in front of the gate of hell, Po Meng passed away in the soup. "

Um?

Huangquan Road?

Naihe Bridge?

So this is the afterlife world, one of the main realms of the underworld in the Divine Court era?

According to legend, a realm dedicated to reincarnation?

No wonder, no wonder the concept is grounded, and the mind is confused. It seems that only the main realm of the underworld can afford such high-end 'decoration'.

But... what does Yue Lao have to do with the underworld? He still uses the core inheritance of the underworld to inherit the Bone Prison Formation to imprison this generation here?

Could it be that the previous guess was wrong, that the Red Thread Sect was not the inheritance left by Yue Lao, but was created by someone from the underworld?

Um, is there such a pure tradition of marriage in the underworld?

It is not impossible. After all, the Hongmeng Realm Divine Court has always been a mess. It is completely different from what Zhang Deming knew in his previous life. It is always so specious.

In his thoughts, Zhang Deming looked around again and found no other way, so he had to call out the monitoring elf.

"Can you sense Yan Xiangcheng's specific address?"

"No, we can only make a preliminary judgment, and after entering here, it is still so vague, and we can only roughly locate it. And..."

Zhang Deming looked at the monitoring elf in surprise and said, "Have you learned how to stop talking?"

"Back to the main brain, even when facing Pei Xiaoxiao's search before, although it was blurry in Tianyu, after entering the flesh and blood pool of Tianyu Central Hospital, the perception began to become clearer, let alone entering the flesh ball space.

But this time, even after entering this world, my perception is still not clear at all, just like..."

"Like someone hung me here?"

"It's possible, and more than that."

"What else?" Zhang Deming asked with a frown.

“Our monitoring method comes from the special path of Shinto, ‘Everything you think about will be watched by God’, and we use the light point of enlightenment as a basis to start peeking.

Theoretically speaking, in today's world, few people can clearly detect our peeping. At most, they can perceive it in a vague way, such as when peeping at Qian Yu or Jian Chen, etc. during major cultivation.

Even in the age of the ancient divine court, it was difficult to achieve the current shielding. The last time the three goddesses were shielded from a distance but unable to do anything at close range, their cultivation was already beyond the pale. "

"So what do you want to say?" Zhang Deming frowned.

"Based on the current data analysis, I am afraid that not only did someone discover our previous peek at Yan Xiangcheng, but there is also an existence similar to Taibaijinxing, which specializes in information-based divine ways.

If we were to meet such a god, I'm afraid... the mastermind would also be stripped of his pants and completely exposed! "

Zhang Deming was silent after hearing this, and then said after a moment: "So not only may someone be fishing, but it may also be an old spy who is a master of voyeurism?"

"Well, it's possible, so please let the mastermind decide whether to continue going."

"Wait a minute, since it might be peeping at the old cunt, now..." Zhang Deming suddenly frowned.

"It's impossible. The other party can shield us from prying eyes, which is already very powerful. But it is completely impossible to peek at the master brain without being noticed by the master brain. After all, today's spiritual cultivation space is already The carrier of the revival of Shinto is completely the prototype of Dao Weapon."

After Zhang Deming heard this, he was silent for a moment again. For a long time, he considered the attitude of Sacred Land and Qianyu towards Yan Xiangcheng, and then he looked up at the Naihe Bridge in front of him and said: "In this case, whether it is a human or a ghost, let's take a look. watch.

After all... the three goddesses have obviously woken up. Although I don't know how I provoked this crazy woman, it is obvious that she is staring at me.

In this situation, as long as there is a slight possibility of increasing the bargaining chip against her, it is worth taking the risk, otherwise he is really waiting to die. "

The monitoring elf didn't reply. It was obvious that it clearly knew Zhang Deming's current situation, so it quietly disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming looked around again and stepped resolutely onto the mottled jade bridge in front of him.

The moment he stepped onto the bridge, Zhang Deming felt a tremor. It is not the bridge that is trembling, but his heart is trembling. At the same time, a heavy feeling came over.

He frowned and moved on.

As he continued to move forward, he found that various feelings began to fill his heart, such as weight, emotion, loneliness, etc. All kinds of negative emotions came in and kept getting worse.

At this moment, he clearly discovered that even Qi Yu's identity was of no use here. This bridge seemed to be designed regardless of people, and only targeted the minds, or memories, of the people on the bridge.

The more clear images he had in his memory, the harder it became with every step he took on the bridge, as if these things were going to collapse.

"Looking at Huangquan on Huangquan Road, I sighed in front of Naihe Bridge. So, Huangquan Road is a vague memory, letting go of the past. Is this place where you can let go of all the emotions of the past life?"

"So if I'm not mistaken, this entire process is all about removing memories and emotions from past lives without damaging the soul, so that we can be reincarnated?"

After probably understanding the reason, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Zhang Deming's mouth. It should be very difficult for others to avoid all this, and it would be impossible without a world-shaking overhaul. And such an existence will not mix here.

But for Zhang Deming, with the Spirit Partitioning concept, he can cut his self-awareness, emotions, and soul at will, plus the spiritual spiritual space to store these things, and his peeping ability can remotely sense the outside world.

He can completely cut himself into a newborn baby first, and then remotely sense it in the spirit cultivation space. In this way, not only is there no problem with Naihe Bridge, but also all the means aimed at the past and present in the future can be perfectly avoided.

Thinking about this, he no longer uses Qi Yu's identity, after all, if Yan Xiangcheng finds out later, it will be hard to explain.

Especially if it is discovered by the old monsters that may exist, it is easy to know that he has the ability to perfectly transform into other people.

This technique of adaptability and transformation is not a concept. He doesn't want this card to be discovered by others.

After recovering as Huang Lao, he decisively resorted to the Spirit Partitioning technique. As the aura flickered, a strange long knife emerged.

"call······"

"cut!"

Zhang Deming took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stabbed himself in the heart.

"Um!"

Instantly, Zhang Deming let out a muffled groan.

Even now Spirit Partitioning has Rank Eight, and the ultimate sublimated version of its technique: One Qi Transforms Into Three Purities, and even the technique of beheading corpses to prove the Tao has been learned by Zhang Deming.

However, the bad experience of this technique has not improved much, but the failure rate has become very small, and he has become very handy.

It can be seen that the person who developed this technique for the first time must be a big boss, a Transcendent Level boss who is surprisingly ruthless to himself.

As his mind split into two, Zhang Deming took his memory and decisively escaped into the spirit cultivation space. Huang Lao's eyes suddenly became clear, like a newborn.

Transparent and pure, like a pool of clear water, at the same time, it has lost all cognition and is at a loss.

Zhang Deming, in the spirit cultivation space, is like a puppet on a string, controlling the newborn Huang Lao and walking forward.

This time, the bridge has no feeling at all, just like an ordinary jade bridge. Under the control of Zhang Deming, Mr. Huang not only walked faster and faster, but even galloped in the end.

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In this way, it should have been very difficult to move forward with a heavy load, but Zhang Deming easily got stuck in the way of a bug.

Although the river is very wide, at Zhang Deming's current speed, even if he can't fly, it's only a matter of a moment under the premise of running wildly.

Therefore, in just a short while, he came to the opposite side.

At the end of the bridge, there is a huge door frame. On the door post, there are two pitch-black dragons hovering. The two dragons are constantly winding upwards. in it.

When the ghost head opened its big mouth, three special words 'Ghost Gate' appeared on it. The dragon and the ghost head and everything else look like living things, but they don't have the slightest vitality. They look like sculptures.

But inside the door, there was a dark vortex, constantly rotating, like a strange space portal.

No need to guess, this is the so-called door of hell is closed.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming almost didn't hesitate, directly controlled Huang Lao, and rushed in.

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The moment he entered the door, Zhang Deming felt a burst of warmth enveloping him, as if a strange hand was touching his mind, as gentle as returning to his mother's gestation, trying to make him fall asleep.

At the moment when the feeling hit, he resolutely gave up his control over Huang Lao, and his whole mind retracted into the spirit cultivation space, just peeping at Huang Lao.

At this moment, Mr. Huang didn't know where he was. The surroundings were pitch black, and he seemed to be floating in the deep starry sky.

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ps: I forgot that there wasn’t even the 29th last month... so I didn’t update it yesterday...

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