Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 803 Yuanxin

  In the front of the field of vision, on an ancient tree far away, countless tentacles and vines are entangled together, and even a strange tree there is completely entangled, forming a huge irregular rattan ball.

  The faint golden light emanates from the gap between the takraw balls. Accompanied by the golden light, there are waves of weak singing.

   "It seems to purify the Dao? It's more enjoyable here. I don't know whether to say he is lucky or unlucky." Zhang Deming looked at the light ball and said.

  Shen Lingjun probably sensed Zhang Deming's indifference and playfulness towards Buddhism, so he stopped paying attention to his words, and said quite casually:

   "The bald donkeys in Lingshan are more prominent in Taoism, purification, and body Taoism. In the era of new magic techniques, most of them are carved out of the same mold.

  If it weren’t for the Buddhas of the group of bald donkeys back then, who made a golden wheel of merit with great wishes, and opened the unreasonable way of borrowing money from heaven and earth, they should have been squeezed out of the three holy places long ago. "

Zhang Deming also pursed his lips, and said: "There is no way, one trick can be eaten all over the world. I am willing to borrow this way. As long as the golden wheel of merit and virtue is not broken, and the pool of merit and virtue is not broken, Lingshan can occupy a certain position in any era. "

   It's not that Zhang Deming admires Buddhism and is optimistic about monks, but he is too clear about the power of early consumption.

  Whether it is for consumers or lenders, he knows that it is powerful. Not to mention that people have also set up a merit pool and a crowdfunding fund, which prevents the problem of loan debt and the collapse of the capital chain.

   Besides, in the era of Hongmeng's resources, as long as Lingshan's loan finds the right way, hehe, among the three, they might really overtake in a corner!

   "Boom!"

  The sound of a wooden fish suddenly appeared, and a '卍' Buddha seal rushed out from the takraw ball, and the golden light became even more dazzling.

   "嗤嗤·······"

  The rattan ball was propped open by the '卍' Buddha seal, and a lot of vines loosened. Under the golden light, they began to melt as quickly as ice and snow seeing the scorching sun, and there were little curls of green smoke rising.

  The takraw ball was melted away in the blink of an eye, revealing a ball of light. In the ball of light, a pale and bloodless handsome monk appeared.

  At this moment, the monk closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in it. There was a wooden fish in front of his legs, and he was holding a hammer, that is, a wooden fish stick, in his hand, tapping lightly.

  Not far from the eyebrows, a golden bead was suspended. With the monk's tapping and chanting, all the power was transmitted to the bead, and the golden brilliance emitted from the bead.

   "It's him?" Zhang Deming looked at the monk, his expression changed.

   "Yo, you're still a disciple of Buddha!" ​​Shen Lingjun also gloated at his misfortune at the same time.

  Obviously, the two monks knew each other. Of course, it wasn't that they had met each other, but the acquaintance of celebrities.

  This monk is Duyu Buddha from Jinshan Temple. Among the many Buddhist disciples in Lingshan, he is one of the three most famous.

  Under the surprised gazes of the two, when the vine ball-like tentacles melted, Duyu, who closed his eyes and chanted sutras, suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Zhang Deming.

  When he saw only a pair of green ghost eyes floating in the air looking at him, he was taken aback for a moment. Immediately afterwards, his eyes flashed with golden light, as if he had discovered something, the movement of hitting the wooden fish in his hand suddenly became stronger.

   "Boom..."

  After another loud noise, a faint golden light spread out.

   It's a long story, but the tentacles of the takraw ball have just melted at this moment. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding vines began to riot, and the vines on the ground churned like a sea, submerging the monk's light ball again in an instant.

  At this moment, Zhang Deming was a little terrified by the huge power emerging from the vines.

   After the vines buried the monk's ball of light, it slowly returned to calm. A rattan ball resurfaced, and faint singing and ravings spread as it squirmed.

  Obviously, this monk is already a turtle in the urn, not to mention the illusion after escaping, there is no chance of escaping.

  Zhang Deming didn't move at this moment, because the golden light diffused from the loud noise just now began to slowly return to the cage as everything calmed down.

  When everything returned to calm, a phantom monk who was extremely illusory gathered in front of Zhang Deming.

  The sea of ​​vines around him is invisible to the phantom, but the phantom is also illusory, with light spots constantly scattered, which is obviously a temporary means.

   "Duyu, the contemporary Buddhist disciple of Lingshan, has met this senior. I wonder if senior can show up to see him?" The little monk Duyu looked at the green ghost eyes in front of him, and said in the ceremony.

  Zhang Deming shook his head, and said: "There is no need to meet, I don't want to be discovered by this ghost!"

  Duyu was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Senior, is the Concealment Dao Overhaul?"

  Huo, the reaction is so fast, that is to say, this guy has been here for a long time, and he has a relatively clear understanding of this place.

   Zhang Deming's thoughts flickered, and instead of answering the other party's question, he said, "Your condition doesn't seem to be very good?"

Du Yu's complexion darkened, and he said, "Oh, I originally thought that in the Lingxiao Realm, apart from the Lingxiao Palace, the most precious thing is the Pantao Garden, so I came here to look for opportunities. Who would have thought that the Pantao Garden would become That's it."

   "You came alone?" Zhang Deming asked.

  Duyu said with a gloomy complexion: "No, but the brothers who came together... If the little monk didn't have the relics and the pure resentment drum, he wouldn't have persisted until now."

  Zhang Deming's expression changed, and he said, "Have you seen the people from the two holy places of Taoism?"

  Duyu nodded, and said: "When we searched the mainland before, there were people from the other two holy places. And before our brothers entered this peach garden, it seemed that we heard that there was a Liuhe uncle from the Taoism."

   "Is there a saint?" Zhang Deming asked immediately.

  Duyu looked at Zhang Deming, and said expectantly: "Is the senior really here to save people? Can you take the little monk for a ride?

  Senior Fang Xin, I don’t need you to do it, the junior can give up the current part of the body as bait, shed the shell and escape. Doing so without anyone noticing, I just want to use the concealment and protection methods of the seniors to avoid the illusion after the next, and hitch a ride. "

  Zhang Deming: "..."

   Each of these is really... At this moment, Zhang Deming doesn't know how to describe it. Sure enough, if he wants to become a Liuhe major repair, being able to do it seems to be a necessary element.

   "Huo, it's no wonder that this little bald donkey can gain such a reputation in Hongmeng with the peak of the Five Elements. Just thinking about it, he is worthy of this reputation."

   Following a sound of words, Shen Lingjun emerged as a slender vine. Zhang De understood the other party with a glance. He is just as doggy as you, has the same thoughts, and is worthy of the title of the number one Buddhist disciple of the contemporary era?

   What a face!

  Duyu frowned slightly, looking at the green ghost eyes, a vine emerged from the void, and asked suspiciously: "This senior is... the great sage of the demon clan?"

  Shen Lingjun did not reply to the other party, Zhang Deming also asked again: "Is there a saint?"

  Duyu nodded, and said: "Yes, the newly promoted saint Pan Ling'er is leading the team in the Yuling Holy Land, and Yu Mingxin, the holy son of the Yu family, is leading the team in the Hongmeng Holy Land.

  Before the little monk entered the Peach Garden, they seemed to have teamed up, and they should have done a lot of searching at that time. We should have entered the garden one after another.

  But now it has been stuck here for more than half a month, and the erosion suddenly intensified four days ago. Little monks can only rely on the giant treasure and try their best to survive with the way of purification. them······"

  When Zhang Deming heard the words, his complexion changed, and he turned around decisively and left.

   "Senior..." Du Yu's anxious words came from behind.

   "Just wait, when I come back after saving someone, I'll take you for a ride if I still have the energy left." Zhang Deming said.

  Duyu thought that he understood what Zhang Deming was worried about, and immediately said: "If the senior is unable to protect so many people in the hidden state, can you help the little monk send a distress signal to Lingshan after going out?"

"Can!"

   Following the words, those green ghost eyes slowly disappeared into reality as if they had escaped into the void.

  Duyu's illusory figure was almost scattered at this time, and it collapsed in a daze.

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   "I thought you would save people first, after all, there are a lot of hypocrisy in your human race!" Shen Lingjun said.

  Zhang Deming turned the tip of the vine like a snake head, looked at the vines floating beside him, and said, "You can sell Lingshan for a favor, but this fish...

  His purifying power is a lamp here, too bright. Even after molting and fleeing, it is too difficult to be completely invisible.

  He was very confident when he said that he escaped, but he didn't say a word about the possible harm of this. Whether it's true self-confidence, or the abacus of getting in the car first and forcing me to take him out when the time comes.

   All gave me a bad impression. In normal times, this kind of thinking is nothing. In a life-and-death crisis, this kind of thinking is still understandable. He is considered a little thoughtful like this.

   After all, you need the favor of Hunling Mountain, so you always bear the risk. But in the current situation, it is still under the premise that I am in a hurry, so forget it. I don't care about this kind of favor! "

  Shen Lingjun said in a daze: "Shouldn't I be glad that I have been more sincere and frank before?"

  Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "I should be glad that I have no prejudice against monsters, and I also need someone who is familiar with this place."

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   After a while, the two came to the east of the flat peach orchard, the center of the entire orchard, where the original eight-star plant of the flat peach tree used to be.

  Looking from a distance, a leafless, huge peach tree with intertwined roots stands in the center of a small lake. The lake is not big, like a small puddle, surrounding the trees. The entire lake is covered by curved peach trees for most of the range.

   It looks quiet, simple and full of history. There is a large open space around, and there is no half tree living next to it.

   "Are you sure where the fluctuation is?" Zhang Deming asked gloomyly, looking ahead.

   "It should be true, there was a lot of movement before. After entering here and falling into the illusion, it is probably the reason for this evil instinct to fear that the prey will escape. The stronger the cultivation base, the deeper the sinking should be.

   After waking up after discovering that it was an illusion, I realized that my body had been completely controlled, and it was too late to run.

  If this king hadn't belonged to the grass and trees become a demon, he was more sensitive to it, reacted faster, and discovered it early enough, he would probably be there by now!

   How about we go out first and try to move rescuers? After all, if the sons of the two holy lands were trapped here, it would be no problem to ask a few holy land friends to take a look. "Shen Lingjun tried to say.

  Hearing this, Zhang Deming shook his head resolutely and said: "No, not to mention the reinforcements that can be summoned, it is very difficult for even gossip bosses to attack here, and it will take a long time to succeed.

   And what is most lacking now is time. I am afraid that if it is a little late, there is a chance, but there is no chance. "

  Shen Lingjun stopped talking. Although he hoped that Zhang Deming would go out first, he could run away first, but it is obviously not his decision now.

  So even if Zhang Deming turned around to send him out first, and then came in later, it would take a while, but he didn't mention a word, and neither of them mentioned this choice.

  Because everyone knows that before Zhang Deming is not safe, he will not be safe. At this moment, he is not only Zhang Deming's passenger, but also Zhang Deming's insurance. In case of danger, he can also count as a contribution.

  Zhang Deming glanced at the lake from a distance, took a deep breath, and swam forward like a snake.

  As he moved forward, the breath in his eyes circulated, and the surrounding scene changed again. The light dimmed, and the sea of ​​vines, slime, and strange trees emerged.

  The instinctive panic in his heart, as well as the tactile hairy feeling, became more and more intense, as if a slight change made him scream in shock.

  Obviously, the erosion of mind and spirit here has become more serious. It's just that it is different from the chaos and madness before, the erosion here in Pantaoyuan is orderly, but it is more difficult to prevent, because it is the seven emotions and six desires that go directly to the heart.

  Obviously, although the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Wisdom are a trinity, the two separated, probably because of their different experiences, have completely different manifestations of the power of spiritual erosion.

  One is orderly and treacherous, and the other is disorderly madness.

  As it got closer, Zhang Deming gradually saw the true appearance of the ancient flat peach tree.

  What surprises Zhang Deming is that the ancient tree still maintains the general appearance of a peach tree, at least the whole body of the peach tree is like this.

  On the huge peach tree, there are creepy piranhas growing, and the flowers are like half-opened sawtooth mouths. Some of them were filled with mucus, while others were closed, as if they were digesting something.

  The rest of the flowers are densely packed with eyes, and they are all kinds of compound eyes, like the eyes of countless insects.

  The scariest thing is the bottom of the tree. The roots of the tree have turned into countless giant octopus tentacles, some of which are soaked in the lake, and some of which are exposed outside. The mucus flows from slight wriggling.

  The clear lake before has turned into a black lake, the lake is pitch black, and countless innocent souls are struggling and screaming in it.

  Zhang Deming clearly felt that many souls were still active, and this turned out to be a lake of wronged souls.

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  (end of this chapter)