Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 920 Sure enough, free is the most expensive!

Mr. Huang hesitated for a moment, looked at the illusory giant tree in front of him, and said, "Maybe this junior can really help out a little bit."

"Huh?" The illusory figure that Meng Po was about to turn around and disappear paused, then turned back again and looked at Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang no longer hesitated. After understanding the cause and effect, he turned his hand with some pain and took out a box that was sealed with layers of layers.

"Although this junior is not talented, he is somewhat involved in formations. If this junior is not mistaken, although this is a seal built with the Bone Prisoner's Formation as the core, the core suppression power should be the purifying power of the laurel.

But now it seems that the fundamental reason why the seal has been so severely eroded should be that the core laurel purification power has been seriously depleted, and there are some unsustainable trends, which affects the overall seal. "

As he spoke, Mr. Huang slowly unlocked the seal on the box, looked at the white leaves in the box, and said with some heartache: "In my early years, this junior once got a laurel leaf by chance.

Although it is only a seven-star spiritual material, as a laurel leaf, it has the same origin as the power of this place. If it is handled properly, it should not only be able to repair the erosion, but even use it as a formation to substantially change the illusory laurel. "

As he spoke, Huang Lao had completely opened the layers of forbidden seals, revealing the white leaves among them. Pure, holy and soft light emitted. Huang Lao looked at it with a slight pain in his body.

Even with his current net worth, there are not many such treasures, and in the current situation, it is obvious that he really wants to give it away, not sell it. For a poor guy, this is really heartbreaking.

Of course, he didn't think about not giving anything away. Any method that can affect the three goddesses is worth his money.

And this place can make even the Sacred Land fear it and silently abide by some agreements. Obviously it cannot be a place without any effect.

Besides, although he is selfish, he still understands some truths as a person who grew up under the red flag when faced with the great rights and wrongs of the common people.

For various reasons, even though Mr. Huang was heartbroken and had to spend money, he still accepted it willingly!

"Huh?" The moment the laurel leaves were revealed, Meng Po's formation spirit, which had always been quite indifferent, flashed in an instant and came to Mr. Huang. He directly waved and took the white leaves into his hands.

Huang Lao looked at this scene and had no intention of stopping it. He just let it fall into the opponent's hands without any conditions.

The moment Meng Po's illusory palm touched the leaves, her entire body, as well as the illusory ancient tree behind her, flashed with intense silver light.

"Haha, there is no such thing as a perfect path, a perfect path!" Feeling its pure purifying power, Po Meng laughed completely.

Especially the illusory ancient tree behind it. It was originally like a tree without roots, but it seemed to have roots, and it actually became a bit more real.

"The laurel has been destroyed for more than a century. How did you get this thing?" After a moment, Po Meng said with a face full of joy.

"It's a coincidence. When we were dealing with the pollution in some worlds, we just got it by chance." Huang Laoru replied. He didn't want to say more about the time world at the moment.

"What a chance encounter, what a good cause..." As she spoke, Meng Po's formation spirit, which was originally full of joy, suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised its head again, and looked at the man behind Huang Lao. A huge bird shadow, or rather a blurry figure standing side by side with the bird shadow, even a human figure could not be seen clearly.

As if he had thought of something, his words stopped abruptly. He looked up at the blurry figure, and then looked down at Mr. Huang below him, his eyes brightening.

"What's wrong, senior?" Mr. Huang looked behind him with a frown, and asked in confusion at Po Meng, whose expression changed.

Meng Po Zhenling came back to her senses slightly, as if she had discovered something happy, something even happier than getting the leaves in her hand. A bright smile appeared on her old face, and she said: "It's nothing, I just thought of some happy past events." .”

Huang Lao frowned when he heard this. It was obvious that the other party was hiding something. But if the other party didn't want to say more about this kind of existence, Mr. Huang didn't know how to ask. He could only frown again and look at the strange aura behind him that was inspired by Po Meng's special method.

"Do you need help from this junior? This junior's attainments in formation are quite impressive." Mr. Huang, who frowned for a moment, said so.

Meng Po's formation spirit looked at the leaves in his hands, shook his head and said: "No need, with this thing, there should be no problem in suppressing it for another five million years."

At this point, her eyes flickered and she groaned slightly, as if she had made some important decision. She raised her hand and threw the leaves to Yan Xiangcheng, then looked back at Huang Laodao:

"As old friends, I haven't given you a meeting gift yet, and this laurel leaf should be regarded as a very cherished spiritual object now that I think about it."

‘Is this a gift in return? ’ Mr. Huang was overjoyed in his heart. Even though he felt it was right for him to give something to someone in the face of great right and wrong, he would not refuse a gift in return.

Especially this kind of old monster, even if she is not an ancient god, she is still an old witch who has lived for countless years. If she loses some scum, it will definitely be enough for him. After all, if you want to reciprocate the gift, you have to go on stage, right?

I was secretly happy in my heart, but I said with a false face: "This is what juniors should do!"

"Well, although what I said is correct, I still can't let you waste it in vain." As she spoke, Meng Po's formation spirit and the laurel tree behind her suddenly began to shake violently.

As the shadows fluctuated, countless red threads emerged from the giant white tree. The threads were hung all over the giant tree. The trees were pure white and the threads were blood red. The threads swayed and floated gently, making it look like the Yuelao Temple. The previous marriage tree was like a tree.

At this time, Meng Po raised her hand, and countless red threads fell down, slowly gathering in her hand, and finally turned into a broken red rope in her hand.

The atmosphere of simplicity, desolation, and joy floats out from the half of the red rope, and the strong Tao Yun shines on it like a substance. You can tell at a glance that it is something extraordinary.

Meng Po's formation spirit looked at the half of the red rope in her hand, and said as if recalling: "In ancient times, this laurel originally controlled purification, marriage, etc.

Among them, the marriage path was first drawn out and made into an Innate precious red hydrangea, which controls the three marriages of heaven, earth and people, and controls the marriages and marriages of all things in the world. I...mang Po and Yue Lao are jointly in charge.

Later... because of some things, the red hydrangea was dismantled and turned into the two paths of marriage and love. The path of love later collapsed, and various refinements such as forgetfulness, infatuation, and hatred appeared, and the same was true for marriage.

However, the main part of the marriage, turned into Yue Lao's red thread, is still controlled by Yue Lao. After years, only half of the marriage road remains. "

"Senior... this is Dao Weapon?!" Looking at the red line, Mr. Huang swallowed in dissatisfaction. He couldn't help it. For a poor guy, Dao Weapon was too attractive.

After all, today's Hongmeng, including Tianyu's Angel Holy Ring, only has four Dao Weapons on the surface. Even if they are broken, they are still valuable!

No! This is no longer a question of money!

"Dao Weapon? Innate treasure? It can't be counted. And this thing is no longer a weapon, it is just a special manifestation of Tao." Meng Po raised her head and looked at Mr. Huang, and continued:

"Originally, Xiao Yan is the person with the most potential in the Yue family over the years. I thought that it might be possible for him to use this as an opportunity to become enlightened, so that he could rebuild the Red Line Sect and help me suppress this place.

It's a pity that when he gathered the seven stars to Dao Fruit, he completely chose to use marriage as a supplement and my soul path as the main one. He embarked on the special path of holy soul marriage. He chose the pink skull to be obsessed with him for life, and there was no chance of marriage.

Therefore, this marriage is already the icing on the cake for him. Although it is precious, it is not of great help. "

At this point, Meng Po made a move towards the red silk thread. As the red silk thread in her hand vibrated, Tao Yun filled the air, and the thread slowly retreated into two strands like an ordinary red rope being split.

One was colorless and transparent, and the other changed from the original blood red to light red.

"Although I can't clearly see where you are, I can barely tell that the path of love and other related paths may not be suitable for you, and there is now a special branch of the path of marriage that can achieve power sharing.

This constitutes "one red thread, two thoughts" where the husband sings and the wife follows, and the husband and wife share the same destiny, which was one of the fundamental strengths of the Red Thread Sect at that time. And this power should be of great help to you. "

At this point, the broken red rope in Meng Po's formation spirit's hand had been completely divided into two silk threads, one was colorless and the other was light red.

She turned over her hand and put away the light red one, threw it colorlessly at Mr. Huang, and said: "When you become a Taoist, add this 'Dao Biography' and be your Dao Foundation. It should be a big help to your enlightenment." help."

Huang Lao suppressed the joy in his heart, stretched out his hand to take the silk thread without hesitation, and said: "Senior, this is too precious, this..."

"Okay, that's it for today." After saying that, without waiting for Mr. Huang to say anything more, she waved her hand directly, and as the power of the formation fluctuated, Mr. Huang's figure slowly disappeared into the cave-like hall.

"Ahem..."

The moment Mr. Huang left, Po Meng's figure fluctuated violently and she coughed violently.

"Master!" Yan Xiangcheng, who had been watching silently, raised his head, looked at Po Meng's formation spirit nervously, and said:

"Master, even if this spiritual material is very precious, it is not worth exchanging it for! At worst, the disciple will give it back later, and your spiritual wisdom depends on this marriage line. This..."

"It doesn't matter. The existence of this old body is to completely end the disaster of that year. It is appropriate to give it to him, and it should be like this. It is just due to fate."

While coughing, Meng Po's illusory figure became a little more transparent, saying this. She was obviously weak, but when she talked about the fateful meeting, she smiled inexplicably and was quite pleased.

No, it should be quite satisfying, as if some wish has come true!

(End of chapter)