Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 712 Playing Chess【Additional 119 days】

  The three of them were taken aback for a moment, Zhong Yueling showed shock, Luan Wenhui didn't realize it for a while, and asked in puzzlement: "Senior brother, can you not speak like a magic stick?"

  Mao Wenli glanced at Luan Wenhui, and disappeared without saying a word.

   "This steward really deserves to be the man of the elder sister!" Zhong Yueling sighed in horror at the moment.

   "Second senior brother?" Luan Wenhui asked in confusion.

Zhong Yueling looked at Luan Wenhui, and said, "You, the elder sister has said more than once, don't be too restricted by the rules when you act and think, and keep in touch with the director Luan Siyi of the Yuling Academy. You have also become a person who needs conventions in everything and looks for precedents everywhere!"

   "Er...brother, why did you start preaching!" Luan Wenhui said in astonishment, speechless.

  Zhong Yueling shook his head and said, "Do you know the reason for the fine rules set by the elder sister?"

   "I know. Didn't everyone guess it? In addition to her own talent, the senior sister may have completed the rare mission of the alliance and possessed the seal of heaven and earth, which is why she suddenly rose so exaggeratedly.

   And this Tiandiyin speculates based on the basic information of welfare that it should require a large amount of spiritual power to support, so as to improve the cultivation...

  Wait, are you saying that Guanshi Zhang also has the seal of heaven and earth, and he is directly planning Baimai Palace? This... Is this a bit courageous, it is a spiritual power reserve pool!

  Even if it is the reserve pool, it is also a key point, the source of a lot of power, this..." Luan Wenhui said in horror.

   "Is there anything impossible? Besides, isn't it a waste if the reserve pool overflows? As long as you don't drain it, there's nothing you dare to do. Isn't this the beginning of precautions to prevent the possibility of news leakage being discovered?"

   Zhong Yueling's words also disappeared. Ding Yuhong followed closely behind, leaving Luan Wenhui alone in a daze.

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  After discussing the matter, Zhang Deming directly exited the Yuling Space and returned to the practice room.

  It was already dark at this moment, Zhang Deming didn't go to Baimai Palace overnight, he was already enough to attract people's attention, now that he came out in a high-profile way, it goes without saying.

   No need to guess Zhang Deming knows that he is definitely the focus of all parties now. Not only in the Taoist Palace, but also outside the palace, in Bailing Fudi, there are many eyes paying attention to him.

   Therefore, he needs to be careful with every move he makes. After all, he is just here for the first time, and even with Pan Juaner's arrangements, some things are not stable.

   It is wise not to be in a hurry for these two days.

   Zhang Deming fell into a state of meditation in his thoughts.

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   Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

   Let’s talk about Zhang Bodao’s side. After Zhang Bodao helped Ding Jianjun complete the breakthrough, he returned to the small courtyard where he was placed and spent two days in peace.

  Early in the morning on the third day, Zhang Bodao was awakened by the formation.

  Opened the formation and floated to the courtyard, a boy was already waiting in the courtyard.

   "Meet the senior!" The other party saluted.

   Zhang Bodao nodded in response to the other party, and asked, "Is your master finished?"

"Thanks to the senior, the master has successfully completed the sacrifice of the natal magic weapon." The boy smiled and bowed again to Zhang Budao, saying: "I was ordered by the master today, and I invite the senior to go and talk about it." .”

   Zhang Bodao nodded and said, "Just right, before I leave, I just want to say goodbye to Fellow Daoist Ding, let's go!"

  Hearing this, the boy turned sideways and said, "Senior, please!"

   It was not the first time I went there, so Zhang Bodao took the lead and floated towards Ding Jianjun's yard.

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   A moment later, when Zhang Bodao floated into the yard, Ding Jianjun was already waiting in the pavilion where he had been received.

   "Zhang Daoyou is here!" The moment he saw Zhang Bodao, Ding Jianjun got up enthusiastically and greeted him.

   Zhang Bodao looked Ding Jianjun up and down, and said: "It seems that fellow Taoist has gained a lot this time, and his cultivation base has improved a lot. This natal Lingbao seems to be at least a seven-star middle-grade level!"

  Jun Ding couldn't hide his joy when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "It's all hard work, it's thanks to fellow daoist. If it wasn't for the effort of fellow daoist, I might have stopped moving forward."

   Zhang Bodao immediately waved his hand with a smile, and said, "It has nothing to do with me. It's more about your own ability. I just gave you an opportunity."

   "Hehe, without such a great opportunity for fellow daoists, I couldn't have taken such a difficult step." Ding Jianjun smiled and asked Zhang Budao, "Will you be a fellow daoist?"

  While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the pavilion, probably because it was early in the morning, Ding Jianjun did not set out the tea set, and on the small table was a chessboard with two jars of black and white pieces on the left and right.

   "Fellow Daoist, have you also comprehended the way of chess?" Zhang Budao asked differently.

Ding Jianjun shook his head, and said: "Shenwu is not a big deal. It is the same as my tea ceremony. I touched a few of the same ones randomly. In my spare time, I will pass some time and occasionally communicate with the channel, just pretending. Fellow Daoist And you?"

  Zhang Bodao smiled and said: "That's just right, let's peck at each other together, you are a master, and you really don't dare to take this dish!"

  Jun Ding smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Please!"

  While speaking, he waved his hand and handed Zhang a can of Baizi. Zhang Budao sat down, looked at Bai Zi and said, "Since Fellow Daoist is so polite, then I won't let it go."

  While speaking, Zhang Bodao stretched out his hand and made a move, and a white ball floated out.

"Snapped······"

   A light sound fell on the chessboard, a faint special wave spread, and a breath permeated around the chessboard. Ding Jianjun was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise: "Mind chess?"

   Zhang Bodao looked at Ding Jianjun with a smile and said, "It's your turn, Fellow Daoist Ding!"

  Ding Jianjun also smiled when he heard the words, and when he waved his hand, a sunspot flew out.

"Snapped······"

  The moment the piece was dropped, a fierce sword aura rose from the chessboard, as if someone was rushing towards Zhang Bodao with a sword.

   Zhang Bodao waved his hand again without hesitation, and with a 'pop' sound, another chess piece fell down, not only dispelling the sword energy, but also the strange power of mind and heart directed at Ding Jianjun.

   Just like that, the two of them kept making moves, from very fast at the beginning to slowly slowing down.

  The gazebo was gradually enveloped by a spiritual light, and the two boys who were serving at the side had retreated a long way away, clearly feeling that the inside and outside of the gazebo had become two worlds at this moment.

  The outside is calm, but the inside is rough. On Zhang Budao's side, endless waves of mind kept rushing towards Ding Jianjun, causing Ding Jianjun's heart to fluctuate constantly, various hallucinations appeared in his eyes, and sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

  Ding Jianjun's side opened like a treasure pot, countless knives, guns, halberds, and all kinds of strange artifacts rushed towards Zhang Budao, as if he wanted to smash Zhang Bodao's head with a sword and a stick.

   After a long time, when the two auras were condensed to their peak, the chess piece in Ding Jianjun's hand did not fall for a long time. For a moment, his eyes suddenly became slack, and he was confused for a moment.

   "Boom..."

  As his eyes blurred, a heartbeat sounded from his body, and he woke up instantly. And this change destroyed the momentum around the two of them, and all the visions disappeared invisible.

   "I lost!" Ding Jianjun let out a long breath of foul air, and the sweat on his forehead dissipated in an instant, as he said.

   "Hehe, I just had the advantage of Bai's move first, and I was lucky enough to win half of the pieces. Fellow Daoist's chess is so lean, but it's not as good as you said!" Zhang Budao smiled, looking at Ding Jianjun and said.

  Ding Jianjun heard the words, shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "Zhang Daoyou, you have messed up my Dao heart by relying on your mind and heart, and you are much better than me with this little skill.

  I have just entered the ranks of chess skills, and you have already entered the Tao. Our chess skills are probably not in the same order, so you don't need to be humble! I don't even know how to deal with myself when I'm so humble! "

   "It's just a joke, it's just a fluke! Do you want another game?" Zhang Budao smiled, looked at Ding Jianjun and added: "This is just a skill competition, no matter the way, it's not smart, and it doesn't have momentum, how about it?"

   "Yes!" Ding Jianjun nodded.

   Zhang Bodhisattva beckoned to collect all the white pieces on the table, handed the jar to Ding Jianjun and said, "This one, fellow daoist, will you go first?"

  Ding Jianjun put away the sunspots with a smile, waved his hands and floated in front of Zhang Bodao, and said briskly: "Daoist friend, this level of chess skills, I will not be polite to you like a stinky chess basket!"

  While speaking, he began to execute Bai Luozi.

   This time, both of them acted like ordinary people, and they played all at once, without using other things. Seeing this, the two boys immediately came back to the pavilion and waited silently.

   "What do fellow Taoists think of the current situation in Hongmeng?" Ding Jianjun asked in a moment.

   Zhang Bodao glanced at Ding Jianjun, and said calmly: "The catastrophe has begun, and there are still many undercurrents surging amidst the turbulent waves!"

  Ding Jianjun paused, pondered for a while, and said bluntly: "Tianji Pavilion said that this calamity may be caused by the disaster of the gods. What do fellow Taoists think?"

"Snapped······"

Zhang Budao paused for a moment, looked up at Ding Jianjun, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I want to ask, as a survivor of the Shenting family, how much do I know about the root cause of the fall of the stars and the return of many secret realms?" Right? Well, maybe I want to ask what role our Zhang family plays in it!"

  Facing Zhang Budao's blunt words, Ding Jianjun's face was slightly stiff, and he said to Zhang Bodao: "It does mean something like that, but I don't have anything to worry about about the fellow Taoist family.

  The family that can produce fellow Daoist Zhang, as well as your junior, is obviously a noble family that upholds the indomitable family style of the ancient big family. Like those legendary sages, great virtues and great abilities! "

   "Fellow Daoists can boast!" Zhang Bodao replied.

   "It's all about seeking truth from facts!" Ding Jianjun replied naturally.

   "My Zhang family doesn't know much about the calamity of this era. After all, my family has been closed for a long time." Zhang Budao looked at the other party, pondered for a while, and added:

   "However, one thing is clear. What Tianji Pavilion said is correct. The root cause of this catastrophe should indeed be the ancient disaster. But it doesn't have to be the Shenting period, or it may not be the Shenting period."

  Ding Jianjun was stunned for a moment, and said in amazement: "You mean other civilizations in the second era?"

   Zhang Bodao nodded, and said: "According to the records of our family, the reason why the era of the gods of the third era ushered in its demise was the opening of the twilight of the gods.

  In addition to the reasons for the civil war of the gods, there are also reasons for the disasters left by other civilizations that were destroyed during the Civilization War of the Second Epoch.

  At the end of the Civilization War, when the technological civilization and the civilization of the gods fought the final decisive battle, what taboo methods might the technological civilization use.

  In the end, although the civilization of the gods won, it is very likely that the civilization of science and technology will also leave some terrible disasters. And this disaster finally caused the demise of the gods, and it has not dissipated since then, and the disaster has reached our era. "

  Ding Jianjun looked at Zhang Budao with a look of shock on his face, and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you telling the truth?"

   Zhang Bodao shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. Most of my family's documents are also vague, and a lot of information is also guesswork."

  Ding Jianjun was in a daze when he heard the words. Said: "If this is the case, it seems that the excavation of the secret realms in various places is not paid enough attention, and more careful!"

   Zhang Bodao nodded and said: "This is inevitable. After all, no one knows what this disaster is, even people or things."

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   "Ninth Ancestor, Ninth Ancestor, Master is receiving distinguished guests, you can't break in like this."

   "Ninth Ancestor, at least ask your disciples to report..."

"Get off!"

  While preacher Zhang and the two were chatting, there was a sudden movement outside the courtyard, causing the two of them to pause and turn their heads to look at the entrance of the courtyard.

  At this moment, a very young looking woman forced her way in regardless of the obstruction of the two disciples.

   Zhang Bodao was expressionless, and Ding Jianjun frowned slightly.

   "Master, the Ninth Ancestor has a formation card, but she insists on forcing her way in. The disciples really can't stop her, so please punish her!"

  Ding Jianjun waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go down!"

  Following his actions, several disciples retreated in a hurry, as if they were running away.

  At this moment, the woman was looking at Zhang Bodao, and Zhang Bodao was also looking at the other party.

  The other party looked very young, in his twenties, but Sermon Zhang could clearly feel the old aura. She shouldn't be a little older, she was a super old woman.

   What made Zhang Budao frown was that the other party looked very beautiful, but when Zhang Bodao looked at the other party, he obviously felt that the other party had changed his face, and there was an obvious feeling of disgust rising.

  For no reason, as if seeing something very disgusting, I couldn't help feeling disgusted. Such a reaction made Zhang Bodao subconsciously frowned.

  In addition to this, the other party’s cultivation is also a little strange. Let’s say she is Liuhe, and the breath is too weak. Let’s say it is the five elements, and it feels like a Liuhe personality.

   If she had to be described accurately, she should be considered a fake Liuhe monk. The situation is somewhat similar to that of Zhao Zhen, but the situation of the two is just opposite.

  Zhao Zhen's strength has crossed the Liuhe, and the essence of life is still the five elements. And the one in front of him should have used some special means when he broke through, the essence of life forced him to cross over, but his strength is still in the Five Elements stage.

  In comparison, this one in front of me should be luckier than Zhao Zhen. After all, her essence has been sublimated. Although she is still a parallel importer, her life expectancy is at least much longer.

   "Ninth Auntie, at least you should pay attention to it. It's just normal, don't be rude, Fellow Daoist Zhang!" Ding Jianjun said.

   "It doesn't matter, I think this fellow Taoist has a real temperament!" Zhang Budao smiled slightly, and said, "I have met this fellow Taoist in the next sermon."

   "Ding's family, Ding Jiuniang!" The girl said to Zhang Bodhisattva, and returned the same polite salute.

   At the end of the month, I’m begging for a monthly pass, and it’s still more than a hundred short. Everyone, take a look at the ticket folder, don’t waste it!

  (end of this chapter)