Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 800 Old Yin and Voldemort?

  In the Civilization Era of the Second Era, especially in the late Era, after the Civilization War began, the heavens, whether it is the overall strength of cultivation, or the treasures of heaven and earth, panacea, and magical artifacts, are irreversibly weakening.

  Of course, during this process, extraordinary power also began to spread, and more and more bottom-level monks were controlled by more and more lives.

   As for the nine-star spiritual root, in the third era of the gods, although it is not a legend, it is almost the same. There are only so few left in the entire heavens.

  And these spiritual roots, all in the middle of the third era of the gods, with the continuous increase of bottom monks, due to various reasons, they went to perish or collapse.

  The flat peach spiritual root is one of them. I don’t know when, the flat peach garden split from one spiritual root to a flat peach garden.

  The most central one is an eight-star body, surrounded by several seven-star fruit plants, and then a large six-star flat peach tree.

  Of course, even if all the flat peach trees are integrated together, they will not be able to merge back into a nine-star spiritual root. At the same time as they split, part of the Tao escaped, and the authority of life spread.

   Regarding this phenomenon, Zhang Deming once read a little theory, saying that the Taoism and spirituality in the world are limited, the more popular the practice is, the harder it will be to go up, and the fewer peak monks will be, regardless of their qualifications.

   This is also why, after each era, the energy level of the top major cultivators in the practice world is always decreasing, while at the same time, the low-level monks are showing a skyrocketing trend.

  From the second era, it was not uncommon for Jiugong bosses to come to the third era of the age of gods, and the Nine Palaces' shocking major repairs became rare.

   Now, the entire Hongmeng gossip cultivator has become one of the few existences, the seven stars can hold up half of the sky, and the nine palaces are just a legend.

   Nowadays, many monks even believe that nine is the extreme number, and it is impossible for people to reach this level. The deeds of jumping the road, destroying the world, and extinction in ancient times are nothing but exaggerated fairy tales.

   Of course, such a theory is obviously not orthodox, and there is no strong evidence to support it. Otherwise, in the cultivation world of Hongmeng, the low-level monks will definitely shrink a lot.

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   Zhang Deming's mind flickered with the previously collected information about the few peach orchards, and with vigilance, he swam into the fruit forest with a tense body.

   It can be clearly seen that the fruit forest has been carefully planted and planned. Each fruit tree has a circle of fine jade stones.

   Compared with ordinary fruit trees, the trees are quite tall, more than ten meters high. Of course, this is obviously incomparable with ordinary fruit trees and spiritual plants, and it is obviously incomparable with primitive jungles.

   After Zhang Deming entered the fruit forest, he looked at the fruit trees. Even though it was obvious that no one had taken care of it for a long time, it still didn't feel too deserted, at least there weren't any overgrown weeds.

  The fruit trees reveal the simplicity of history, and the vigorous and powerful branches grow everywhere, as if they have crossed the long history, extending from each era to the present.

   Obviously, it should be a heavy sense of history, forming a shocking picture. But I don't know why, Zhang Deming has no reason, the vest is a little hairy, and there is always a feeling of fried hair.

  Because this is obviously the core area of ​​mutation, without confirming its intelligence, Zhang Deming didn't dare to explore his perception with all his strength, to detect something.

  So he was like this, suppressing the instinct of constant warning, wandering carefully in the orchard.

   "How could this be? Did you find the wrong place?"

   After a long time, Zhang Deming walked around half of the orchard and found nothing unusual. He frowned, and doubts flashed in his heart.

   Zhang Deming was puzzled, restrained, looked at the monitor elf and asked, "Are you sure that girl Juan'er disappeared here?"

   "Yes, although there is no real-time monitoring, it is impossible to determine the exact coordinates of the final disappearance, but it definitely disappeared in this flat peach garden.

   And remind the mastermind, since the outside is so weird. And judging from various traces, there is no doubt that this is the center of everything, but it is so normal, isn't this the biggest problem? "

  "I'm neither blind nor stupid. Of course I know that there is obviously a problem with this situation. But I didn't come in here as a fake. If I was thinking of finding someone to rescue me secretly, I would pretend I didn't find it.

  Everyone stay safe and don't invade each other! Now it seems that this laziness probably cannot be stolen!

  Since this is the case...it seems that there is only another way! Zhang Deming raised his snake-like tip with a flicker in his heart.

  Looking around, the tip of the vine fluctuated slightly, and a tiny silver-white spiritual seed spit out.

  After spitting out the spirit seed, Zhang Deming quietly swam his body, left a long distance, and then came to the side of a tree, lay down directly, and stopped moving.

  In an instant, Zhang Deming changed from a weird vine snake to a tree root, mixed under a fruit tree, just like its sprouting rhizome. The surrounding fell into an eerie silence.

   This kind of silence lasted for a while, and after a long time, the spirit seed that Zhang Deming spit out before suddenly flashed a silver-white aura.

   "Slap..."

  The spirit seed suddenly turned into a thunderbolt, hitting a tree next to it. And Zhang Deming, who was startling the snake, was lying in the distance at this moment, turning into a tree root, staring at this side tightly.

  The moment the thunder appeared, Zhang Deming clearly felt that the whole space was fluctuating. When the thunder hit the trees, Zhang Deming found that all the trees seemed to come alive at this moment.

   The extremely normal surroundings seem to have become very unreal. Behind this normality, there seems to be something extremely terrifying hidden.

Ok?

  This feeling...is it because of the energy light curtain when I entered the island just now?

  So I am in an illusion, or my whole perception has been deceived, resulting in such a false perception?

  Zhang Deming's thoughts At this time, the already weak thunder attack disappeared, the surrounding fluctuations began to slowly decrease, and everything returned to calm, as if Zhang Deming's movement was too small, and the snake didn't wake up.

   "Fellow Daoist, can you come and have a talk?"

  Suddenly, in the fluctuation, Zhang Deming sensed a weak call, spreading from the place where Zhang Deming attacked, and Zhang Deming suddenly woke up and said: "Who!"

   "I don't know which fellow daoist is here, can you come and talk about it?"

  The other party didn't seem to find Zhang Deming, and didn't know where Zhang Deming was, but at the point of attack just now, there were a little weak mental fluctuations, which continued to permeate, cover, and spread around the eruption of the spiritual seeds just now.

   Didn't you notice me?

   Or is it fishing on purpose?

   No, this fluctuation of mind is obviously not an evil species, so it is a monk?

  Zhang Deming's eyes flashed, and the surroundings gradually calmed down, but the fluctuation did not disappear, just like an infinite broadcast, constantly playing there.

   Obviously trying to attract Zhang Deming who made the noise, as if expecting Zhang Deming to receive and reply.

  Zhang Deming was vigilant, sensing the obvious signal source, and did not reply to the other party, but quietly swam along the signal source.

   Moments later, Zhang Deming frowned and stopped in front of a huge fruit tree. He clearly felt that the fluctuations were emitted from here and transmitted to the past. But in front of him, there was no one.

   This fluctuation seemed to be generated out of thin air around the tree, and then spread to the area where the spirit seed exploded just now, broadcasting without beginning or end, which is really weird.

   And this fluctuation is still weakening, it seems that if it is delayed for a while, it will disappear completely.

  Thinking of the unreal feeling just now, Zhang Deming's eyes flickered, and he spit out a silver-white spiritual seed again, and then backed away.

   Swimmed to a tree root not far away, lay down, and mixed among the tree roots. To be on the safe side, Zhang Deming even endured his nausea, and actively entangled with the tree roots a few times, and got entangled together.

   After finishing these, Zhang Deming stopped. The silver light of the spiritual seed in the distance flashed, and a weak electric arc hit the tree from the signal source.

   No, to be precise, it hit the side of the tree, and there was still a slight distance from the tree.

   "Slap..."

   There was another soft sound, and Zhang Deming once again found that the surrounding space was fluctuating again, and an unreal feeling struck again.

  Same as before, the space fluctuated for a moment, and seemed to calm down. At this time, an external force suddenly joined in, and with the power of Zhang Deming's thunder, it emerged.

  Zhang Deming clearly saw that before the space calmed down, the place struck by Zhang Deming's lightning began to spread with silver current.

  As it spread, a lush emerald vine emerged from the big tree. When the silver-white light diffused, the surrounding space just calmed down.

  A emerald vine quietly emerged as the arc spread throughout the body. The vine was mounted on the tree and entangled the flat peach tree all over.

  After the vines emerged, this time they did not broadcast blindly, but looked straight at Zhang Deming, who was not far away, under the tree pocket, and Zhang Deming also stared blankly at the other party.

  Vine: "······"

  Zhang Deming: "..."

  At this moment, one was mounted on the tree, and the other was lying on the root of the tree, staring at each other in embarrassment.

   What the hell, old bastard?

   Zhang Deming, who was lying on the ground, looked at the vines hanging on the tree at this moment, feeling countless mmps in his heart. I feel that the vines on this tree are too insidious.

  The vines on the opposite tree twitched for a while, looking at Zhang Deming, who was lying on the ground and turned into a tree root as Voldemort, and was speechless for a while.

   "Fellow Daoist, this method really opened my eyes!" A human face emerged from the vines, looking at Zhang Deming who was lying on the ground, entangled in tree roots, and said.

  Zhang Deming didn’t change his panic and embarrassment. He got up silently and left the extremely weird tree roots. The same face emerged, looked at the emerald vine on the tree, and said:

   "To each other, fellow daoists are also very skilled, hanging on it so brightly, I didn't notice it at all before."

   "Me?" Vine was taken aback for a moment, then looked around at himself, as if he had just realized his appearance, and smiled wryly for a while, and said, "Fellow Daoist seems to have misunderstood something!"

  Zhang Deming raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, so fellow daoists didn't mount it on the tree on purpose?"

  Teng Man heard the words, and his bitter expression became more intense, and he said: "The current state of fellow Daoist is obviously caused by the change of his own means?"

Hearing this, Zhang Deming looked at the giant vine hanging on the tree speechlessly, and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you boasting in a different way? After all, you are still hanging on the tree. Let's... It's half a catty, right?"

   "It seems that fellow daoist really misunderstood, and at the same time, I really admire the methods of fellow daoist." Teng Wan looked at Zhang Deming and said so.

  Zhang Deming frowned slightly, looking at the other party's expression, he was puzzled for a while. Isn't it different from what I thought, isn't this an old **** who used the same infiltration method as me?

   "What do you mean?" Zhang Deming asked the doubts in his heart while his thoughts flickered.

  Vine replied with a wry smile: "Friend Daoist, you made this change on your own initiative, but this king's change was forced to do it, to be precise, it was recognized by fellow Daoist.

  And the appearance fellow daoist sees now is not the true state of the king. The current appearance of this king is just that this king used the help of fellow Taoists just now to break through forcefully, causing disharmony in the surrounding illusion.

  All of the surroundings, in order not to stand out abnormally, are expressed in the most acceptable form for fellow daoists. "

  Zhang Deming was taken aback when he heard the words, and after considering the meaning of the other party's words, he said, "You mean, the appearance of you I see now is a fake, an illusion?"

  Vine nodded and said: "Almost, but it's not a fantasy in the traditional sense, it's a real fantasy with a special mind, born based on the understanding of fellow Taoists.

  Just like my current image, it is also the fellow daoists who subconsciously think that I should be like this, so I hang on the tree. "

   "Eh, you mean I thought of you as a vine and hung it up?" Zhang Deming said in astonishment.

   "Um, this is not true. My body is indeed a vine, and this thing is not so daoized. It is based on the original foundation and appears in a form that is most acceptable to fellow daoists." The vine replied.

Zhang Deming frowned, and said in thought: "I probably understand. You mean that you are now in a rattan body, but you are not hanging like this. This state is because of your forced breakthrough. Based on my knowledge, you are being harmonious by the surrounding body." from."

  Vine nodded and said: "Yes, this should be the effect of the classic illusion here!"

   "Why?" Zhang Deming asked puzzled.

   "What?" The endless words made Vine a little confused.

   "I said, since there is such a strong illusion, why do you let me wander around without any other post-measures?" Zhang Deming said.

  Vine heard the words, smiled bitterly again and said: "That's why I said, fellow daoist, you have amazing transformation skills.

  Because even at this level, fellow daoist's disguise has not been seen through. Fellow Daoist, the illusion you have fallen into at this moment is just a spontaneous operation. "

  Zhang Deming frowned. He didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's words, or he understood what he said, but he was even more puzzled.

  (end of this chapter)