Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 917 Seal

As Zhang Deming's perception was withdrawn, the deep starry sky outside seemed to be stuck for a moment, and then a strange touch touched Huang Lao again, and then Huang Lao was suddenly thrown directly out.

Obviously, although it is still running here, not only is there no one on duty, but it also lacks any intelligence. It is just running in a mechanized manner.

Therefore, regarding Mr. Huang's current situation, he is simply cleaner than if he had gone through all the procedures before reincarnation.

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The moment Mr. Huang was thrown out, Zhang Deming immediately looked around through the surveillance camera.

Seeing this, he was a little surprised. Although the place I passed before was desolate, it must have been deliberately decorated in this way to match the atmosphere of the underworld.

Of course, where we are now, that is not the case at all. There should have been some buildings here, but they have completely turned into ruins. It can be vaguely seen that this is a strangely decorated pool.

However, it is difficult to see the original appearance now. Obviously, it also experienced a war here. Only here can we see that this is also one of the relics of the Divine Court's Nirvana War.

"Is it really Senior Huang?"

While Zhang Deming was observing his surroundings, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Deming controlled Mr. Huang and looked back, discovering that Yan Xiangcheng had also appeared in a corner of the ruins at some point.

Mr. Huang should be in the pool at this moment, and Yan Xiangcheng should be at the edge of the pool. It's just that they are in ruins, so there is no difference.

From the looks of it, he seemed to know that someone was coming and had been waiting here for quite some time.

"There is no other way. Even with this hard work, who asked me, Xuanhuang Tower, to be responsible for the safety of every alliance disciple?"

When Yan Xiangcheng heard this, he looked up at Mr. Huang and said with unclear meaning: "Is that so?"

"So you specially brought me here?" Mr. Huang raised his head and looked at Yan Xiangcheng. He struck first and raked him down.

Yan Xiangcheng and Huang Lao looked at each other, but what they saw were Huang Lao's completely different eyes. They were so clear, clean, and pure that he was a little dazed. He was stunned for a moment, and as if he suddenly discovered something, he changed the subject and said: " Senior, did you force your way into the afterlife?"

"Otherwise, how do you think I got in?" Mr. Huang said: "Don't change the subject. Did you deliberately bring me here?"

Yan Xiangcheng seemed shocked by Huang Lao's rhetorical answer. It seemed that Huang Lao, who had forced his way to the afterlife, was a bit beyond his understanding of Huang Lao's strength, so that he was stunned for a long time.

"What are you doing here? I'm very busy and I don't have time to chat with you for a long time." Seeing this, Mr. Huang frowned and said.

After Yan Xiangcheng heard this, he came back to his senses. He did not answer Huang Lao's question, but collected his mind. He saluted again and said: "Master has been waiting for a long time. Please come with Huang Lao as a disciple!"

"Master? Are you a disciple of the Red Thread Sect?" Huang Lao asked with a frown. In his words, he was asking him in disguise who the master meant.

"Senior, come with me. Once you meet Master, you will understand everything." Yan Xiangcheng said.

Zhang Deming in the Spiritual Education Space saw this and thought for a moment. Considering the treatment Yan Xiangcheng received in Sacred Land and Qian Yu's inexplicable attitude towards him, then his master should not be a Great Demon.

At worst, he's just a voyeur.

Therefore, Zhang Deming just remained silent, and controlled Huang Lao to go up.

Seeing this, Yan Xiangcheng didn't say a word, and silently led Huang Lao to move forward in the ruins.

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Yan Xiangcheng led Mr. Huang through a debris area. Only then did Mr. Huang realize that after passing through the ruins of the previous pool for a while, he seemed to have entered a residential area.

It seems that it should be the residence of the gods of the underworld in those days, because judging from the ruins and broken walls, although these styles are somewhat different from the buildings in the Lingxiao Realm, they are also very similar.

But after the two of them walked a certain distance, Zhang Deming found that the surroundings became strange. The feeling that they had just stepped into the rock forest and the surroundings were alive appeared again, and this time it was much clearer.

Until he found a place on the ground with a huge blood vessel-like flesh wall, like a tree root, winding on the ground, with one section broken on the ground and one section underground, he subconsciously frowned.

Perhaps it was due to the difference in Huang Lao's eyes and expressions that Yan Xiangcheng began to explain: "Before the world of the heavens appeared, especially before the remains of the Lingxiao Palace in the Lingxiao Realm were discovered, the Bone Prisoner guarded by our Red Thread Sect The Heaven Formation is one of the most important forbidden areas in the entire Hongmeng.

All three Great Saints had to be prepared for the matter of the reincarnated world.

Of course, they only abide by the ancestral precepts and inheritance. Even as the Red Line Sect, which guards the sect, only the most special inheritors of this line are qualified to enter here and know the real situation.

This is also the fundamental reason why our Red Thread Sect has been able to inherit in Hongmeng for so long, with ups and downs, and has never left the ancient Apex Level Sect. "

It seems to be talking about the past, but it is actually explaining in a disguised form that this is a guarded place, which is a bit reassuring for Mr. Huang.

"What about this time?" Huang Lao said as he heard this.

Of course he was talking about the previous genocide of the Red Line Sect.

When Yan Xiangcheng heard this, he suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he said: "After all, Sacred Land can't come in, and I have obeyed the ancestral precepts for so many years, so I can only do this by not suppressing my sect.

Our sect is now going to extinction, which can be regarded as our own fault. In addition, given that the disaster has already come, the three Great Saints have no intention of supporting our sect to restart.

In fact, I have been to Sacred Land more than once before, but I did not receive much help. There were even many people with evil intentions who wanted to take this opportunity to explore the forbidden land.

Hehe, Sacred Land... is nothing more than that, and there are quite a few turbidities. "

When Mr. Huang heard the words, he immediately understood the general situation. Presumably, some ambitious people thought that the restricted area would have some great benefits, and wanted to take the opportunity to simply occupy it.

After all, he also climbed up from the bottom. He shouldn't be too clear about these sect politics and twists and turns.

"In that case, why don't you find out what is here? Or is it not worth it to annihilate the sect, or you are not allowed to do that?" Huang Lao asked.

The words were like ordinary conversations between peers.

And Yan Xiangcheng's attitude is not as humble as before. He doesn't know whether it is because his cultivation level has exceeded the seven-star level, or because his identity has been revealed and he no longer needs to pretend to be an Independent Cultivator. He thinks that his identity is enough to be friends with his peers.

Listening to Mr. Huang's words, Yan Xiangcheng said with a wry smile: "Although as one of the few men in the Yue family, he is still from the Yinhun vein and has the obligation to revive the sect, but here... I, the Yue family, must not be like A little bit of information is revealed to the outside world.

If we want to use the secret here as a bargaining chip to let Sacred Land support the revival of our sect... Even if it is revived, not to mention the master's reaction, even the ancestors and sects will get up to settle accounts with my unscrupulous descendants. of.

At that time, my Red Thread Sect's five million years of persistence and countless generations of efforts will all be in vain, and this Hongmeng may be buried with him. "

Hearing this, Huang Lao frowned again, he didn't speak, but looked at Yan Xiangcheng, as if wondering what could be so dangerous.

Yan Xiangcheng felt the gaze, but did not answer, but said: "Senior understands everything when he sees Master."

Zhang Deming didn't like this kind of slapstick talk, but due to Huang Lao's identity, he didn't ask. After all, what he should be holding is still holding some, even if the person in front of him is already a seven-star boss.

Therefore, the two of them stopped talking.

As he continued to move forward, Zhang Deming discovered that there were more and more huge blood vessels in the ruins, like tree roots, rolling in the ruins.

Especially as he moved forward, he discovered that the color of these blood vessels slowly changed from a brown-red necrotic state to bright red, and even began to pulsate slightly, as if there was real blood flowing and beating in them.

These blood vessels spread vaguely in a circular shape, and the center of the blood vessels was the destination they were heading to at the moment.

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In this way, Zhang Deming controlled Mr. Huang, and under the leadership of Yan Xiangcheng, gradually came to the core area.

As it continues to approach the central area, the blood vessels slowly turn from deathly dark red to bright red. Countless huge blood vessels are intertwined and exposed on the ground, looking like countless giant earthworms.

As the blood vessels pulsed, the blood flowed like squirming worms. Countless worm-like blood vessels are entangled, forming a huge worm mountain in the center.

A feeling of aliveness came from the mountain and was clearly felt by Zhang Deming. Not only that, Zhang Deming found that the vitality here is too strong.

That's right, the entire central area is simply filled with pure vitality, as if these blood vessels are representatives of the life path, or the manifestation of Taoism.

If an ordinary place had such a rich vitality, it would definitely grow giant trees, forming a strange forest, a paradise of strange flowers and spiritual plants, where high-quality spiritual materials gather together.

But here, there is nothing, only the tangled blood vessels, which are not only weird, but also twisted and desolate, as if things must be reversed at the extreme, and it seems a bit dead.

"Is this... the way of life?" Huang Lao said with a bit of shock, obviously he did not expect such a result.

Yan Xiangcheng nodded when he heard this and said: "It can be regarded as the manifestation of half of the life path!"

After just one sentence, he stopped explaining and closed his eyes.

At this time, Huang Lao came back to his senses and found that Yan Xiangcheng's whole body was shining with aura, and a pink thread flew out of his body and went straight to the top of the mountain.

The silk thread is suspended in the air, floating about a foot high from the blood vessel and flesh mountain, like a steel wire bridge.

"Senior, please follow me! Please be careful and ignore those aberrations. Although the core has been sealed, life is too difficult to deal with.

After five million years, a lot of power has penetrated through the seal, and these things are the manifestation of its power penetration.

Although with the senior's cultivation, I would not be afraid of these seeping aberrations, but now the seal can no longer withstand too much trouble, so I ask the senior to avoid it as much as possible. "

He tilted his head to gesture to Huang Lao, and between words, he stepped on the red silk thread and walked up the mountain like walking on flat ground.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang didn't answer, and followed up silently, while constantly looking at this strange mountain range.

Although Roushan was very high, they reached the top of the mountain within a short while as they moved forward quickly.

Only then did Zhang Deming discover that the meat mountain is hollow, and the top of the mountain is a huge crater like a crater.

Looking down through the hole, it was pitch black inside. What makes one's scalp tingle is that the surrounding cave walls are all formed by the entanglement of peristaltic blood vessels, which are so dense that it makes one feel hairy.

This familiar feeling, Zhang Deming has experienced too much. Also because of this familiar scene, he probably had some preliminary guesses about the things sealed here.

Yan Xiangcheng didn't have the slightest intention of stopping or explaining. His red silk thread was going down vertically along the hole, so he also jumped directly.

And Huang Lao, who had a rough guess about this place, jumped down without any hesitation.

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In the entire world of the afterlife, there should be meridians that prohibit flying, so the two of them cannot fly. Fortunately, both of them are at the boss level in cultivation, and there is such a special red line pulling them, so there is no such thing. A humiliating situation.

The two fell along the silk thread for a long time before reaching the ground. To be precise, they didn't land. The silk thread hangs in the air a few feet above the ground, extending forward.

And the two of them are still stepping on the red silk thread at this moment, a few feet above the ground.

"The environment is a bit bad, please forgive me, senior!" Yan Xiangcheng said.

Huang Lao ignored Yan Xiangcheng and looked around. This place was originally supposed to be an underground palace. It might have been grand and spectacular once, but now...

The floor, ceiling, walls, and even the pillars everywhere are all paved with countless blood vessels. Looking at it, it is simply a worm-like cave of flesh and blood. Apart from the bright red blood vessels pulsing everywhere, there is nothing else.

And in the very center of this cave, at the core of countless blood vessels, Zhang Deming discovered the source of it all.

That's a huge heart, well, it should only count as half of it.

The heart looks a bit strange, not like a human's, because the shape is not like a pointed vertebra, but a deformed sphere, roughly round, with countless sarcoma-like bulges.

Moreover, its size is also ridiculously large, like a boulder. A small part of the heart was torn apart by something unknown, and a large piece was missing, forming a gap.

However, there was no blood gushing out from the gap. Instead, countless blood vessels grew from the missing place, which had already stopped everything outside.

It looks like the heart is like a strange pot of strange vines, and all the blood vessels outside are the plants in the pot.

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(End of chapter)