Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 472 What is a great family?

  The two floated over the waterfall and came to the sea of ​​flowers. At this moment, the sun is rising, and the water vapor from the waterfall makes the mountain mist in the garden a little thicker.

  The five-star mutated Qin Xinlan, under the sunshine at this moment, exudes hazy light, making this sea of ​​flowers look a little dreamy, extremely distorted, and extremely girlish.

   "Pretty!" Lan Ying was on the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, looking at the sea of ​​flowers.

  Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "Beautiful is beautiful, but at first glance, the style is like a woman's residence. It's too dreamy, and I don't feel like living in a man."

  Lan Ying looked at Zhang Deming strangely, and said, "You'd better not find a Taoist companion in the future!"

   "Eh..." Zhang Deming paused, and this sudden turn caught him completely off guard.

   "Usually, no one comes to this sea of ​​flowers. Master spends most of his time playing the piano, enlightening the Tao, and meditating in the Huahai Enlightenment Pavilion.

  Including the reception, except for some specific people, the master will receive in the small courtyard, most of the time in the Enlightenment Pavilion.

  Teaching the disciples, enlightening the disciples in Yali, or enlightening the disciples or fellow Taoists of other schools, etc...

   All of this is mostly done in the Enlightenment Pavilion. "Lan Ying took Zhang Deming and floated in the sea of ​​flowers.

  Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "Understood, Wudao Pavilion is the piano room and office of the master uncle, and most of the things are handled here. Then when should I take care of these flowers, and what situations need to be avoided?"

   Lan Ying glanced at Zhang Deming, and said: "There is no need to avoid it, the master has explained that this small courtyard is your residence, and the master told you that you can live there forever.

   Apart from taking care of Qin Xinlan, there is nothing else that needs special attention. If someone comes, the master will enlighten his Qin Xin, preach and teach, and you can listen to it.

  As long as you don't disturb others, there are no restrictions on you here. "

  Zhang Deming was completely taken aback when he heard the words, isn't this...isn't that, except that he doesn't need to serve tea and pour water, and is served close to him, the whole thing is the treatment of a close boy?

   No wonder Lan Ying said that he came to be the flower boy in front of the seat. His treatment is really suitable for this position!

   If you count the close service, you will really become Lan Fuyao's boy holding the piano!

   Zhang Deming was stunned, Lan Ying had already taken him around in the sea of ​​flowers, the place was not complicated at all, and there were almost no precautions, so it was over in a while.

   "Understood?" Lan Ying asked.

   "Ah, I see."

   There is nothing else I don’t understand. There is only one flower planting job that needs him to do, and the rest is welfare.

During the speech, Lan Ying opened a light screen with the command talisman, grabbed it a few times, and signaled Zhang Deming to open his identity talisman, threw a few light **** in, and showed Zhang Deming the sea of ​​flowers array. some powers of the law.

"Then you should get acquainted with that, I still have things to do." After saying that, she turned and left, and after floating for a certain distance, she paused and said, "By the way, Master Xijing, don't worry about this." forget."

   "Thank you, Uncle Lan Ying, for reminding me that the disciple is not too noisy!" Zhang Deming saluted him and said with a smile.

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  After watching the other party leave, Zhang Deming first became familiar with the formation operation of Huahai, and then began to carefully examine these mutated Qin Xinlan.

  ‘So that’s the case, are these special spiritual plants specially trained to enhance the effect of the piano sound here? '

  Zhang Deming is also considered to be half of Lingnong, and he knows a lot about Lingzhi, so after a while, he has enough understanding of Huahai, and he probably understands its efficacy.

  At this moment, Zhang Deming suddenly turned his head and looked towards the yard beside him. At this moment, Lan Fuyao suddenly floated out and came to the Enlightenment Pavilion.

  Zhang Deming saluted him immediately, saying: "The disciple has met Master Uncle!"

  Lan Fuyao raised her head, looked at Zhang Deming who was not far away, and said: "Here you don't need to be a disciple of me, except for planting flowers and taking care of them, you can do things cheaply."

   Zhang Deming frowned slightly when he heard the words, and looked at Lan Fuyao who started playing the piano by himself, completely confused, and really didn't know what the other party meant by this.

  Clearly knew that he was not a normal disciple, but there was no careful interrogation or further action. Just arrange it by your side, stocking it, and still have a posture of the same status, so it's a bit weird to act!

   After a while, Zhang Deming looked at the sea of ​​flowers again. Carefully studied these Qin Xinlan again.

  When Zhang Deming mastered these things almost, he looked up at the sky. At this moment, the sun had risen, and the sea of ​​flowers was brilliant.

  Surrounded by the faint sound of the zither, the sun rises from the sky, flows in the sea of ​​flowers for a while, and then gathers towards Lan Fuyao. There is some distortion in the dream, it is really a blessed land of immortals.

   "Clouds and rain gather!"

  Zhang Deming looked around and suddenly said.

  A small white cloud above the head covered the entire sea of ​​flowers, and a little bit of strange spiritual rain fell to the entire sea of ​​flowers.

  Qin Xinlan in Huahai seems to be extremely agile at this moment, swaying and cheering.

  This obvious change caused Wu Daoting's piano sound to pause, and a sentence came out of the streamer: "I didn't see it, your skill in farming is not shallow! I thought you said it casually before."

  Zhang Deming saluted him and said, "Master and Uncle have praised you absurdly."

  The piano sound restarted, and Zhang Deming was ignored. Zhang Deming didn't say much, and stood quietly outside the hall, looking at the sea of ​​flowers with his hands behind his back, trying the best planting.

   Surrounded by the sound of the piano, white clouds and mist floating above the head, and strands of spiritual rain falling, the Qin Xinlan in the sea of ​​flowers is very active, forming a beautiful picture.

   After a while, Lan Ying, who flew here again, paused. A group of disciples were led by Lan Ying's streamer to the small square on the platform outside the Enlightenment Pavilion, and then left quietly.

  Zhang Deming stood outside the pavilion, at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, and looked at the platform in front of the Wudao Pavilion.

  A total of 20 or so people came, with different cultivation bases and different ages. The oldest one seemed to be around 14 or 15 years old, and his cultivation base was in the Taiji period. The youngest, Dingtian, looks like a six-year-old apprentice, and he is a talented apprentice.

  At this moment, there is only the sound of the piano, and no one speaks. For such a scene, and knowing that the one who played the piano was a peak ancestor of the Five Elements, everyone was a little nervous.

  Looking at all this, Zhang Deming shook his head. Given their costumes, if I remember correctly, they should be from the Li family.

   Moreover, it is obvious that such a cultivation level can be sent here, and it is obvious that the status is not ordinary. Considering his current identity and personality, Zhang Deming shook his head and whispered:

   "What are you doing stupidly, why don't you hurry up and meditate! Is it easy for the family to send you here!"

  The voice was not loud, but with special mental fluctuations, it made all the anxious disciples in the garden quiet down.

  Twenty people turned their heads to look, only to find that there was another person standing quietly on the edge of the sea of ​​flowers not far away, with his hands behind his back, looking at them indifferently, his identity was unknown, and his cultivation was unknown.

   No one who can come here is stupid, and even a few children who seem to be only six or seven years old are not weak in mind.

  After being awakened by Zhang Deming, they bowed to Zhang Deming and Lan Fuyao one by one, and began to sit cross-legged into samadhi.

  As each of the disciples settled down, the surrounding air flow began to swirl, and a faint glow began to circulate around them. The sound of the piano also changed suddenly at this moment, and the rhythm was much stronger.

  Seeing this, Zhang Deming ignored it and continued to try to take care of Huahai. With his current cultivation base, this kind of piano music has no effect, at most it sounds better.

   Just like that, Zhang Deming hangs up his phone, constantly trying various combinations of spells, and studying them seriously.

  After all, since you have taken the job, of course you have to take good care of it.

  Actually, if he incorporates the spirit nurturing technique and takes care of this sea of ​​flowers, it will be no difficulty at all. It will be solved after a rain, and even if he is not paying attention, a few flower demons will pop out.

   Zhang Deming has no doubts about this point, this is his confidence in nurturing spirits now!

  It's a pity that Li Zhengkun's identity, he didn't intend to expose the spirit cultivation technique. Therefore, after trying for a long time, he found a barely satisfactory combination of spells.

   Immediately, Zhang Deming started his daily life. Planting flowers, hanging up the mobile phone, tidying up the simple courtyard built yesterday, listening to music and being carefree, life is gradually getting on the right track.

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  Time was in a hurry, and after three days, when Zhang Deming was familiar with everything, the sound of the piano in the pavilion suddenly stopped.

  At this moment, outside the Enlightenment Pavilion, on the Enlightenment Stage, there have been more than twenty **** of light of various colors, surrounded by rays of light, beating slightly.

  As the sound of the piano stopped, each light group suddenly began to breathe. Those apprentices who just got a sense of aura had the most exaggerated effect, and they became senior apprentices in a short while, overflowing with spiritual power.

  The performance of the Tai Chi disciples is different, some have improved by one section, and some have directly reached the third stage of Tai Chi, and the gap is relatively large.

  Looking at all this, Zhang Deming couldn't help feeling a little emotional. This is the blessed land and the cave, this is the aristocratic family!

  At the time when he was in Tianlingmen, before the golden finger was opened, he climbed and rolled for ten years, but the effect of practice was not as good as listening to such a song now.

  Under such circumstances, how can Hongmeng not form a situation where there are many sects and aristocratic families everywhere!

  He was still a door-to-door disciple before, if he is a casual cultivator... If he wants to get out, the road is really bumpy and difficult!

   "Okay, let's stop here this time!" In the Enlightenment Pavilion, a cold word suddenly came out.

  During the words, Zhang Deming could feel a little tired. Even for the overhaul of the Five Elements peak, such three days of zither music obviously consumed a lot of it.

  Following Lan Fuyao's words, the twenty or so people put away their excited expressions, bowed to him, and said, "Thank you, Patriarch Fuyao, for your kindness!"

  Lan Fuyao didn't reply, she just floated up and went back to her small courtyard.

  Following Lan Fuyao's departure, these boys once again excitedly communicated, chirping.

   After all, after all, they are not very old and have little knowledge, so they are quite simple. Even if they have excellent spiritual roots and extraordinary intelligence, they are not too difficult to read without enough experience.

  At this time, among the twenty or so people, two clever and half-children saw Zhang Deming at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, and rushed over, bowed to Zhang Deming, and said:

   "Disciple Li Zhichao..."

   "Disciple Li Zhengke, I have met this patriarch. Thank you for the previous reminder. I don't know how to call the patriarch."

   "Why, you want to go back and tell your family that you won't get me a credit?" Zhang Deming looked at the two ghosts with a smile.

   "Er... the disciple will tell me the master!"

  Zhang Deming looked at the two ghosts in front of him, they looked about ten years old, and at such a young age, he knew that he would form a good relationship.

  It seems that this view of Quanqing... Haiwang's thinking, leaving his first-hand means of dealing with things everywhere, has really become the culture of the sect!

  Following the actions of the two little guys, more than 20 people in the yard reacted and ran towards Zhang Deming one by one, saluting together.

  Zhang Deming shook his head amusedly, reached out and touched the heads of the two children in front of him, and said: "Little guy, if you don't hurry over there, no one will send you back later.

  Maybe I have to jump off the cliff and run back to Qiyuyuan of Li Family, or return to Aofeng! With your short legs, you have to run for two or three years! "

  The excited twenty-somethings turned their heads to look at Zhang Deming's half-smile expression. Only then did they realize that the cold female master who brought them here before had almost floated outside the gazebo.

   One by one, they quickly saluted Zhang Deming, ran back to the platform, and waited honestly, a little naive, a little ghostly, and a little cute.

   Zhang Deming looked at these babies, shook his head, exchanged glances with Lan Ying, gave a slight salute, then turned and walked into his yard.

   Lan Ying also looked at Zhang Deming, raised her hand and waved the jade flute, carrying twenty disciples, and floated down the cliff.

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   After entering the house, Zhang Deming inspected the house, and it has been mostly messed up by him in the past few days.

  The flowers in the sea of ​​flowers outside were also touched by him. Now it only needs to be performed once a month or every half month, and daily care is enough.

   When he came to the training room, Zhang Deming threw out a huge flowerpot refining furnace, first throwing a bunch of messy basic materials into it.

  A vine grows, grows rapidly, becomes thicker, and becomes a tree. Then it blossomed and bear fruit, and hundreds of golden cards grew out.

   After a while, the vine withered, and the cards were stacked into a dozen in front of Zhang Deming.

  Zhang Deming picked up one of the cards and checked it, it was not bad. Forging a hundred cards in half a day is already the limit for his refining technique.

  Forging vines is not very suitable for large-scale forging, and has nothing to do with the fundamental difference between cultivation and weapon refining skills.

  Feeling the effect, Zhang Deming nodded in satisfaction, and put the card away.

  After the preheating was completed, Zhang Deming took out a pile of materials, and then threw a piece of precious five-star spirit soil into the flowerpot.

   Immediately Zhang Deming took a deep breath, raised his hand, and a spirit seed fell into the flowerpot.

  Dozens of blood-red vines grew out, entangled the materials on the side, and sank into the flowerpot. And Zhang Deming also fell into a deep trance.

  As he settled down, an emerald vine swayed out and grew rapidly. It only grew one meter high, then stopped, and a strange fruit began to conceive.

  The fruit is not big, only the size of an adult's fist. Unlike ordinary green, this time the fruit is fiery red.

  The fruit exudes a strong heat wave and appears very unstable. Zhang Deming, who is in meditation, also frowns slightly from time to time.

   After a long time, the fruit was finally conceived and exploded into silk threads all over the sky. The fiery red and scorching breath rippling throughout the room.

  At the same time, the one-meter-high vines began to exude a special aura of nurturing spirits. The fiery red scorching silk thread also began to weave.

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   Just like that, time passed for more than half a month, and a golden-red scorching ring grew on the vine.

  As the ring vibrated, the vine eventually withered and turned into a mass of ashes, which fell into the flowerpot.

   And the golden ring flew up, flying around this Deming, with newborn joy, curiosity, and agility.

  Zhang Deming checked the magic weapon he had practiced, and his luck was neither good nor bad.

  It is done in one shot, but it is only a five-star low-grade magic weapon, which is somewhat lacking in quality, but the integration and breeding of the two spells has added a lot of color to it, which is a surprise.

   After checking for a long time, Zhang Deming nodded in satisfaction before putting away the ring. There was no immediate contact with Li Bai and delivery, but started to continue refining and making beads.

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   In this way, Zhang Deming's life began to settle down. Most of the time I hang up at Xianqinya, refining utensils, making beads, planting flowers, and listening to the piano.

   Occasionally go back to Xiayunju, point out two nominal apprentices, take a walk around or something.

  The days went on like this, and Zhang Deming gradually became a background of Xianqin Garden. Many people who often come to Huahai to listen to the piano, are used to Zhang Deming's existence, and gradually faded away from him.

  Zhang Deming also seems to be very salty, doing a little transparency with peace of mind, and his life is very ordinary.

   And the troubles imagined did not come, it seemed that everyone forgot his existence, forgot that he occupied Xiayunju, and forgot that he lived in Xianqin Garden.

  Even Lan Fuyao and Zhang Deming, in daily life, when they look up and look down, they don't have much contact with each other, just like neighbors in the city, they are safe and don't disturb each other.

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   Time flies, and it is another half a year.

  It has been July since I came to Quanqing Temple, and it has been June since I received Li Baihe's list maker, a full half a year.

   Zhang Deming guessed that the time was almost up, so he took out his token with his hands. With the activation of the illusion store function, the surroundings of Zhang Deming began to be surrounded by illusory light, and gradually changed from illusion to reality.

  Slowly, the surroundings turned into a living room, and Zhang Deming was sitting in the living room at the moment.

   In just a moment, facing Zhang Deming, Li Baihe's figure was quickly outlined from scratch.

  The other party looked at Zhang Deming, with some expectations, and went straight to the point: "But the device was successfully made?"

  Zhang Deming responded to the other party with a smile, and said: "The special ring device of our Li family has to be said to be much more difficult than I imagined."

  While speaking, Zhang Deming raised his hand, and a fiery red ring floated out from Zhang Deming's side. The ring was the size of a bracelet, hot and fiery red.

  The entire ring was full of agility, and after being released by Zhang Deming, it revolved around Zhang Deming with a bit of joy.

   On the second day of the outbreak, ask for a monthly ticket!

  (end of this chapter)