Code Farmer Comprehension

After Zhang Deming stepped into the crack, he felt a cold and silky touch, his whole body was greasy, and his whole body felt very bad.

I feel like I've been stuffed, uh, there's a lot of disgusting, cold, viscous, and greasy gastric juice wrapping myself in an esophagus.

And this esophagus is still wriggling, pushing itself forward. When Zhang Deming came back to his senses, this feeling filled his entire perception.

Struggling, wanting to get rid of this predicament, but the order talisman in Zhang Deming's hand was continuously absorbing Zhang Deming's power, and used it as a driving force to move forward, even reaching the maximum output.

Therefore, Zhang Deming did not dare to act rashly, fearing that if he withdrew his spiritual power, it would affect the peristalsis of the passage, and eventually be stopped in the middle of the entrance of this strange, unknown passage.

That would be ridiculous!

"Paji..."

After a long time, Zhang Deming was dizzy, and when he was extremely dazed, he felt his whole body loosen, and he finally vomited out from being crowded.

"vomit·······"

The moment he was spit out, Zhang Deming lay on the ground, retching violently.

As a monk of the third stage, the body can have such an instinctive reaction, which means that the perception of his soul is also experiencing such retching.

"vomit······"

Zhang Deming was half lying on his stomach, retching while tensing up, alert to the dangers around him. The surroundings were quiet, until he regained his senses a little, nothing unexpected happened.

When Zhang Deming regained his composure, he got up and looked around, looking at the surrounding environment, seeing desolation everywhere, pitch black and blood red filled the whole field of vision, making Zhang Deming slightly dazed.

After being dazed for a while, Zhang Deming came to his senses and looked up in horror, only to see the sky like blood!

This is not a metaphor!

It's a practical description. Looking up, the entire space, which is so vast, is covered by a dome-shaped blood-red wall of flesh.

The wall of flesh is still rolling, wriggling unconsciously, as if the whole space is in a ball of flesh.

And on the space wall behind Zhang Deming, there is also a blood-red wall of flesh, it seems that he just squeezed out of it.

Black-red blood was still dripping down his body at this moment, and the greasy feeling just now was brought to him by this strange blood-like liquid.

Seeing such a scene at first glance, Zhang Deming was startled,

‘Did I enter the stomach of some strange creature? Or did he enter the dragon's anus in the wrong way? '

"vomit······!"

'I swear, I will never drill any dragon hole again in this life, no matter if it is the head or the tail! Not to mention the head to tail drilling like this now! '

‘Ah, it seems that there is no correct way to enter the dragon’s tail? '

While his thoughts were flickering, Zhang Deming checked his state, his spiritual power fluctuated slightly, and his body was cleaned up in a short while while the Lingshui formula was circulating.

Especially the weird liquid on the surface of his body that made him feel uncomfortable and triggered retching.

With the removal of all the liquid, the nausea did not continue to appear and gradually disappeared, and Zhang Deming's surprised expression gradually calmed down.

Once again, he began to look around. The place where he was located should be a virgin forest, but now because it is not known whether it is the reason of the fleshy wall of the sky, or some other reason, the forest looks weird.

In the entire forest, there are trees like old locust trees. The trees are pitch-black with overgrown branches. Under the blood-colored light, they look like ghost shadows, giving people a feeling of deep gloom.

The place where Zhang Deming stood was a very dilapidated altar, the kind of altar used in ancient times to worship the gods.

In the very center of the altar, there is a huge three-legged tripod, about two meters high, which is also very dilapidated and full of cracks. In front of the three-legged tripod, there is an incense table for offerings.

The entire altar has experienced a long and long baptism in a trance, dilapidated and desolate.

Only the incense altar table was still very complete. At this moment, there was a circular groove in the center of the altar table, and there was a slight aura shining, echoing the order talisman in Zhang Deming's hand.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Deming was stunned for a moment.

After a little hesitation, he took a step forward, and carefully pressed the badge of the Order Talisman, which was shining with faint fluorescent light, on the recess of the altar table where the light was shining.

With Zhang Deming's pressing, the aura of the entire incense table began to flicker violently, and Zhang Deming felt a weak absorption of spiritual power.

The absorbing power is very weak. It seems that Zhang Deming thought that he could interrupt it at will. Zhang Deming didn't feel the danger. Not only did he not interrupt, but he also tried to increase the output of spiritual power.

But it seems that the token badge does not need spiritual power this time, and spiritual power is just an introduction.

After only absorbing a little spiritual power, it stopped, and then countless runes began to flash on the entire incense table and the tripod in front.

The desolate and simple atmosphere came out through the body, and they woke up as if they had crossed the long river of time.

The broken three-legged tripod shook, and a blurred light curtain was born in the tripod. The extremely blurred images flickered and there were sounds.

"Disciples of the Lei Department listen to the order and form the Heavenly Demon Extinguishing Formation!"

"Hold on to me, the Demon Emperor will be here soon!"

"Boss, I can't, I'll take a step first, remember to leave a stick of incense for me!"

"Hey... Haoyang shines in the world, and the body is still clear after falling, my heart is like the sun, and it will change for a thousand years!"

"Ah...Father...Nie Zhan, I will never die with you!"

"I would like to cut my way and escape from the world. I would like to live in a world of mortals and sink into life, only waiting for the chance of revenge in my next life!"

"No, the eldest princess... the disciples of the Ministry of Water listen to the order, and form a nine-twist Weak Water Tianhe Formation!"

"Marshal, without the connection and support of Tianhe Dongtian, it would hurt Tianhe too much to introduce Jiuqu Ruo Shui into the world. Under the backlash of the Taoist network, my Tianhe Dongtian will be lost forever!"

"I can't control that much anymore, if it drags on, the blood ancestor will be infected, the blood demon will rebel, and the human race will perish!"

"Yin and Yang orderly produce the five elements, and they are eternally pure; Yin and Yang are upside down and mess up the universe, and the sins of generations! The way of heaven is gone, and the five elements are lacking. Since all living beings are responsible for me, the poor way is chaotic, so what if the world is in chaos!"

"..."

With the influx of spiritual light, the light curtains on the three tripods flickered, and countless messy information flashed, as if there were countless times, as if they were different eras.

They are all inexplicable things that cannot be seen clearly, cannot be grasped, and are extremely vague. When Zhang Deming wanted to take a closer look, the whole picture shook slightly.

The blurry picture became clear instantly, a young man in Taoist robes, wearing clothes with ancient elements, appeared in the picture of the light curtain in the cauldron.

The young man seems to have passed through a long history, crossed the long river of time, and saw Zhang Deming through the almost transparent light screen in the tripod.

"Latecomers, I don't know how the battle situation was like back then?"

With a question, the young man in the picture paused, and Zhang Deming was stunned. Was he asking himself?

War situation?

This is the war of the worlds in the second calamity, or to put it more trendy, the interstellar war in the second era—the war of civilizations?

Or is it the Ragnarok of the third era Shinto destruction battle?

Zhang Deming didn't know how to answer for a while, and the young man seemed to be asking himself. After a slight pause, he continued:

"But since you can touch the arrangement I left behind, it proves that the Cyanwood Thunderfield is still there, so we may have won!

Pindao's surname is Wen, his name is Xianxian, and his Taoist name is Qingxu.

My Lei Yu Department fought to the last soldier and wiped out all the demons, worthy of the sky, worthy of sentient beings, and worthy of Taoism.

However, the entire Yulei tribe was extinct, and the Qingmu Yanglei Sect also lost its orthodox lineage. It is only ashamed of itself, ashamed of my Yu, and ashamed of the sect!

Therefore, at the time of life and death, Pindao, at the cost of the disappearance of the true spirit, based on my Cyanwood Thunder Field Cave Heaven, and based on the broken battlefield of the Yulei Department, I left the core inheritance of my Cyanwood Yang Leizong.

At the same time, I feel the dedication of all the Taoist friends of my Yulei Department, mixing all the Taoism into it, and saving it for the future, hoping to continue the Taoism of my Qingmu Yanglei Sect! Renew the Taoism of Lei Bu's fellow Taoists!

Hope latecomers have self-respect!

This inheritance assessment is a trial..."

Before the words were over, the offering table and the broken tripod seemed to have reached their limit, and the already extremely transparent light screen fluctuated slightly.

Immediately, it exploded into a spiritual light that filled the sky, and the altar and the broken tripod also cracked quickly, shattered in an instant, and turned into a pile of ashes.

Only one badge with dim light remained, lying quietly in the ashes!

I go?

finished?

Why don't you finish talking anyway, why are you talking so much bullshit before, can't you just talk about the key information first?

You talked a lot of nonsense, the corporate culture is almost over, and you just belched when you got down to business, I... What a fucking (harmonious) dog!

At this moment, Zhang Deming's heart was filled with countless sluts roaring! Can't be calm for a long time!

Zhang Deming looked at the altar that had been turned into ashes, and reached out to pick up the badge with a dim aura on the ground. Thoughts flickered, and various thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

"Aoki Yang Thunder Sect? The Thunder Division? The largest joint force in the Third Epoch—a subordinate unit of Shenting?"

As for the ancient gods, or the third era, there are very few in the Tianlingmen information room, or there are very few in the whole of Hongmeng.

Zhang Deming has read a lot of gossip and personal secret biography of Tianlingmen, but he doesn't know much about it. It was only slightly mentioned in some biographies.

Therefore, he was completely clueless about the information just now, especially those things at the beginning of the technique were not only messy, but he didn't even hear clearly and saw any clear picture.

Afterwards, what the hell was the inheritance assessment? He didn't say anything, and the altar and broken cauldron fell apart, so Zhang Deming was a little dazed at the moment, and had no clue.

After thinking for a while, I really had no clue, so I had to look up and look around.

Behind him was a boundless wall of bloody flesh that was constantly wriggling, and under his feet was a small dilapidated altar.

And in front of the altar is a desolate and weird jungle, the jungle is not high, full of dark trees, the trees are overgrown, like an old locust tree, without half a leaf.

Now in this situation, his eyes are darkened.

Although what was mentioned on the light screen just now was inheritance, looking at such a strange environment, Zhang Deming didn't think it was for fun.

With the twinkling of the spiritual eyes, he carefully checked the surroundings for a long time, but found nothing special. The wings on his back emerged, and he tried to fly towards the sky.

As the feet left the ground, there was a pressure in the sky, and at the same time, a majestic and majestic momentum struck, like thunder descending into the world, extremely oppressive.

After Zhang Deming hangs in the air, every inch he rises, the oppressive feeling becomes stronger. When Zhang Deming rose a few feet, he even felt the sky above his head burst, and there seemed to be little thunder in the air.

Considering the information obtained, this is the place where the cave was built in the secret place left behind by the Cyanwood Thunder Region, so Zhang Deming did not continue to insist on flying.

Instead, it landed, folded its wings, looked at the eerie and eerie forest, and strolled in.

Since this is the so-called inheritance, and he didn't get the information just now, then there must be a way out later!

In this situation, we can only take one step at a time, and Zhang Deming has no better way to deal with it.

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Zhang Deming stepped into the forest tensely, sensing the constant warnings, the whole forest was eerie.

Not only the trees, but also the bushes under the trees, which are like old locust trees in the dark.

In the entire forest, the trees were pitch-black, and the light was blood-red and dim, reflecting the gloomy, blood-moon-like night that reflected the entire forest. There is a little bit of majesty and majesty in the eerie and terrifying.

Walking carefully in the forest, the surrounding environment and atmosphere made Zhang Deming extremely uncomfortable.

Strolling forward while the whole body is tense, the whole forest seems to be dead silent, there is no sound of birds, beasts and insects, the silence is a bit too much.

The soil under my feet is also soft, and it feels very weird, like stepping on meat!

A few steps forward, Zhang Deming frowned slightly, raised his hand to look at the badge token in his hand, it was dim, and there was no response to the input of spiritual power.

Since it is an inheritance, there should be a test, but he has not received this information, how does this test start? Need to turn on automatically or is it already here?

What kind of ghost inheritance is this!

While thinking, Zhang Deming raised his head irritably, and looked at the blood-red sky like an endless wall of flesh. If I guessed correctly, the reason for all these strange things should be caused by those things.

This place should have been infested by something after it was formed, and finally got by that unlucky poisonous dragon, and then the poisonous dragon didn't get the inheritance, so he burped himself.

Seal this place before you die!

So much so that when he entered before, he entered the deep swamp forest full of poisonous pythons.

And the Thousand-legged Vajra Centipede should have obtained a bit of inheritance from the poisonous dragon, and then knew the danger of the matter, so it has not acted rashly, waiting for the polishing of the Dragon Ball.

It wasn't until he was criticized by the idiot Pokong Snake King, who swallowed his brain sickness, that things turned into what they are today.

Zhang Deming combined the information of these days, plus the bones of the poisonous dragon and all kinds of things before and after, and roughly got an outline of the whole thing.

Um? what?

As his thoughts flickered, Zhang Deming was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look beside him, but there was nothing but the pitch-black trees.

Zhang Deming didn't think it was his own illusion just now, the eyes of the runes appeared between his frowning brows, his eyes flashed with aura, and he looked carefully.

Still found nothing, only endless dark trees in sight.

Um?

trees?

Shouldn't it...

Zhang Deming looked at the strange trees around him, stared with his spiritual eyes, and finally saw something different.

This...these trees...wouldn't be alive, would they?

Literally, the activity is alive, the living body is alive!

After the thought came out, the already eerie forest made Zhang Deming feel even more terrifying, and the hairs all over his body stood up slightly.

An emerald long sword emerged in his hand, and the long sword flew out in the form of a streamer, and slashed at a big tree not far ahead. The dark tree was cut by the streamer and broke instantly.

"Chichi..."

A sharp sound sounded, and the stump of the broken tree also flowed out black and red blood, and a strange smell full of stench was emitted.

This movement seemed to wake up the entire forest, and the trees in the area around Zhang Deming began to tremble, and they all came alive.

In the original blood-red forest, it was like a ghost movie scene. As the trees trembled and came alive, the ghost movie scene began to stage a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Fuck..."

The hairs of Zhang Dingming's whole body stood up, the wings emerged from his back, and the two wheels under his feet turned, and his whole body turned into a wisp of green smoke and retreated.

He hadn't traveled far, so within a few flashes, he returned to the altar area.

After he dodged back to the altar, the forest in front of him was completely alive. The dark, branched trees, like ghost vines, twisted and swayed towards the altar.

This scene made Zhang Deming's whole body tense, and he looked at these strange trees with a vigilant expression.

The only thing that made Zhang Deming heave a sigh of relief was that looking at the very dilapidated altar, there seemed to be a special power.

The extended and twisted branches did not attack here, and all stopped at the edge of the altar.

I don't know if it's because of some power I'm afraid of, or because I've been restrained by something, or because I just instinctively refused to go to the altar.

But as the trees wake up. The surrounding branches began to extend around the altar, slowly surrounding the altar into a cylinder made of black vine branches.

Zhang Deming saw this, of course he couldn't watch anymore, the long sword in his hand condensed out, and with a wave of his hand, the long sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, slashing at the ghost tree with a fierce momentum.

"Chichi..."

"Zi..."

After the pitch-black ghost tree was cut down, it screamed piercingly, and the black-red blood-like liquid dripped from the branches, dripped onto the ground around the altar, and occasionally fell on the altar, making a hissing sound.

There is no reaction when the liquid falls on the surrounding ground, it just soaks in and disappears.

But the part dripping on the altar seems to be extremely corrosive, like super strong sulfuric acid, corroding the broken altar.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming's complexion changed slightly. The waving long sword disappeared, two hands grasped at the sides beside him, and two colorful fiery red wind wheels appeared in his hands.

After the hot wheels condensed and came out, Zhang Deming threw it to the surroundings, and the fiery red wheels quickly revolved around the altar with great power.

The branches of the ghost tree that suddenly grew around were smashed one after another, and the liquid flowing from the tree was evaporated by the fiery red wheels, and did not fall on the altar.

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