Code Farmer Comprehension

"The disciple understands how to deal with it!" Qin Shizhong replied after hearing the words.

"Well, I'm most assured of your work." Zhang Deming nodded and said, "By the way, it's been more than half a year since the last payment, how many spirit stones do you have?"

Before he broke through to the top three talents, Zhang Deming had two months of unpaid Lingshi, and it took another half a year after he left the mountain, so he hadn't paid for more than half a year.

"Uncle Hui, you haven't settled the payment for nine months, and the materials you asked your disciples to resell before, because many of them are Samsung, the sales are relatively slow.

But because you, Uncle Shi, have not released new materials for six or seven months, they are almost sold out. Coupled with the store's profit commission, a total of 215,000 spirit stones have been earned in nine months. "

Qin Shizhong didn't turn over the account book, so he answered Zhang Deming directly. Obviously, this aspect has been occupying his most energy.

As the owner of the Heaven and Earth Seal, Zhang Deming also revealed to him that Zhang Deming also has it. Therefore, he himself knows best what Zhang Deming should be most concerned about.

Zhang Deming nodded and said: "Use the delivery ceremony to pass it to me. I need some spirit stones recently. As for advanced material processing, you don't have to worry about it. I'll find another place to sell it."

Qin Shizhong paused when he heard the words, and in the end he didn't say a word, but said respectfully: "I understand."

After a while, he opened the cargo channel ceremony and passed several small boxes over.

Zhang Deming looked at the Lingshi box in front of him, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll stop here today. If you have anything to ask me, you can ask me in the sentient book, or you can ask me in the communication array card."

After saying that, under Qin Shizhong's respectful gesture, Zhang Deming waved off the contact with the book of sentient beings.

Immediately Zhang Deming looked at the two wooden boxes, one large and one small, on the small table, and opened them with a wave of his hand, and a strong aura rushed over.

The big one is full of ordinary spirit stones, and the small one is filled with a dozen or so spirit crystals. It seems that Qin Shizhong is quite concerned about this.

At Tianlingmen, spirit crystals are rarely used as currency! It's impossible to change so much without worrying.

And his wealth is not weak anymore, since he didn't keep it for himself, it's okay, it's worth cultivating.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Deming put away the spirit stone with a wave of his hand, restrained his mind, and entered the spirit cultivation space.

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When he came to the Yuling Space, Zhang Deming waved first, and a square seal like a jade seal flew down from the sky.

While Fang Yin fluctuated, a vague figure came out, bowed to Zhang Deming, and said: "The code has seen the weaver!"

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "How is the current situation of the Tianling Empire?"

The Tianling Empire, the new kingdom formed by the seventeen prefectures under the Tianlingmen, is the common custom created by Zhang Deming.

"Since the establishment of the Law Code and the establishment of the Yige, the Tianling Empire has stepped into the right direction. Nearly four years ago, the Zongmen sent a Liangyi family to become the Tianling Royal Family.

Afterwards, I did a lot of little tricks until I figured out the situation of the council and knew that you, the weaver, created the council. The Yuan family of the royal family became a happy royal family. They were supported and cultivated with peace of mind, and no longer managed too much. worldly.

After more than four years of development, the Tianling Empire is already quite prosperous.

The 'Great Steward' Qin Shizhong, in his capacity these years, often issued missions in the outer sect, asking the apprentices of the outer sect to help manage the common customs and govern the states.

Call wind and rain, disaster relief and pest control.

The Tianling Empire has been doing well for these years, and has entered a prosperous age that has never been seen before. Dharma Weaver, you are now a myth in heaven and earth, and there are longevity tablets everywhere, offering incense every day. "

Zhang Deming looked at the code, this person has no personality, no specific face.

Before, Zhang Deming touched his personality and edited it manually. Later, to be on the safe side, after getting the life rune spell, he used the spell to weave the opponent again.

After four years, there is still no sign of recovery of human nature, but because it is basically a human soul, it is obviously more personified than the monitor elf.

Hearing this, Zhang Deming nodded and said, "In this case, let's spread out the prayer ceremony and prayer words, don't make too much noise, it doesn't matter if you slow down.

With everyone's longevity ranking as the basis, no one will notice the problem if you slow down. After all, everyone is offering incense now, but there is no unified standard of prayer. "

"Understood, create a long-term task, pray!"

"Calculation of the best solution, the calculation is completed, let the weaver choose the solution!"

As the phantom movement stopped, several light screens appeared in front of Zhang Deming, displaying the execution plan.

Zhang Deming looked at the light screens one by one, paused on one of the light screens, and said with bright eyes: "Let's just do it, follow this plan, and there will be a lot of unexpected gains!"

"Option 4, Concealment Level 1, Diffusion Level 10, the level of secrecy is too low, and it does not match your previous request, weaver, do you confirm the implementation?"

"Hehe, let the mortals start praying first, and don't rush to hand out the ceremony. Anyway, the longevity tablet has been standing for so many years. Let's unify the prayer words and draw a wave of attention. Let's talk after the ceremony." Zhang Deming pondered. Between, opened the mouth.

"In the revision plan...the revision is complete."

"Are you sure about Option 4: Pray for All!"

"Note: This plan will further facilitate the nationwide law enforcement of the code, using the official seal as the base, breaking it up into parts, and targeting every mortal with a prayer spot. However, due to the impact of the martial arts incident, it is very easy to be watched by the sect."

"Execute it. The Longevity Tablet has been hung for four years. Obviously, the sect is not ignorant of it, and should be used to it. Now as long as it doesn't spread out of the Tianling Empire, it should be fine." Zhang Deming said.

"Confirm the implementation plan, it is being implemented..."

"Using viral spread prayers, it is estimated that it will take three months at the shortest!"

Zhang Deming looked at the code, waved his hand, and the opponent's body disappeared, and the jade seal-like square seal flew back to the depths of the chaos in the sky, hanging there together with the book of sentient beings and the monitoring spirit, leaving it alone.

This is a completely random layout, and if it doesn't last for decades, it should not see any results. After all, his main purpose is monks, and he wants to influence the circle of monks with the mortals of the Heavenly Spirit Empire.

Then the best possibility is... Ordinary people with spiritual roots enter the circle of monks, it will take many years!

Oh, and there are some extremely low-end market circles, which should also be easily influenced.

After dealing with these, the affairs of the alliance in the past four years have been preliminarily dealt with, and now what needs to be done is the matter of the secret realm.

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Zhang Deming waved to the sky again, and a huge amber-like crystal flew down. Around the crystal, there was this strange symbol with lightning flashing around it.

Zhang Deming took the crystal and took one step forward to the top of Xuanhuang Building.

After pondering for a while, the sky was chaotic and foggy, and the invisible giant city below the island clearly emerged.

The buildings of the surrounding people and the Duzun Building are all close together, and the two cities on the third floor seem to be very close, which is clear at a glance. At the same time, besides the third floor, there seemed to be many strange buildings looming.

Countless light spots of enlightenment flickered in the sky, and in the light spots, various pictures were projected, which were the pictures of the light spot holders enlightened.

However, all the pictures were blurred by Zhang Deming, and only countless flashing images could be seen. Accompanied by the light spots like stars all over the sky, it is extremely mysterious.

Zhang Deming's appearance also quietly changed into Huang Lao's appearance, standing on the top floor of the attic with his hands behind his back, the roof above his head disappeared at some point, as if he was on a rooftop.

Huang Lao just stood on the edge of the roof, overlooking everything below, with an indifferent expression, but it gave people endless vicissitudes, like a fairy god from ancient times, overlooking all living beings since ancient times.

With the gentle breeze on the island, Huang Lao's hair and Taoist robe on the edge of the roof fluttered slightly, with a fairy air, but also an endless sense of loneliness.

The entire space has also changed in feeling, and it is no longer the feeling of the previous spirit cultivation space.

At the same time, the amber melted quickly, and in a moment, only a crystal-like full-body garment was left, covering Hong Quanyang.

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As Hong Quanyang's head was completely unsealed, he woke up leisurely, and just about to speak, he saw the scene in front of him.

He looked at Huang Lao who had a unique temperament, like a mortal, but also like a banished fairy, his pupils shrank, and he was speechless for a while.

"Fellow Daoist is wronged, but the cohesion of Daoist Fellowship is already half-completed, and there is hope for heavenly immortals. I don't dare to take it too seriously in this newly recovered state of Poverty Dao."

In ancient times, heaven and earth were called real immortals, and above them were heavenly immortals!

Huang Lao didn't look back, but the faint words came out, the words were plain, but it gave people a feeling of vicissitudes.

"You are..." Dazed Hong Quanyang, after hearing the words, regained consciousness and looked at Huang Lao in surprise.

"Poverty Huang Cunshan, director of the Xuanhuang Building of the Blue Sky Alliance, a person who deserves to die but not dead."

In the words, Huang Lao's temperament became a bit deeper, with endless vicissitudes and loneliness.

"alliance?"

Hong Quanyang frowned slightly. He didn't seem to have any relevant memories in his thousands of years of life. He turned his head to look in doubt.

After seeing the surrounding scene clearly, he was stunned.

"Alliance...Alliance... Are you an ancient god of the Federation of Gods?"

In the words, even the old monster who was about to break through the world was full of horror.

"Hehe, the Conferred God List is broken, the divine way is dead, and the true spirit has no place to store it. How can anyone survive the ancient gods!"

Obviously with laughter, but there is no smile at all, only desolation and silence.

"Then what kind of force is this Blue Sky Alliance, and why has this old man never heard of it? This old man has been sleeping for ten thousand years, a new force?" Hong Quanyang asked suspiciously.

"Hey... Fellow Daoist should be very talented, right?" Elder Huang sighed, and answered the question.

Hong Quanyang shook his head and said, "It's not a very good talent, it's nothing more than a fairy root!"

Comparable to the fairy root?

Ninety-five?

Forget it?

On the edge of the roof, Huang Lao, who was turning around and walking towards him, almost stopped his movements. Fortunately, he had enough self-restraint and good foundation, so he didn't show any changes.

Strolling to the tea table on the rooftop, he sat down gently, looked at Hong Quanyang's serious expression, and continued to ask: "Then the current level of Taoist cultivation should be less than ten thousand years?"

Hong Quanyang nodded, and said: "Although the poor talent is not top-notch, he is still a fairy root, even if he only has ninety-five talents, he is not dull.

From the beginning, it took a total of six thousand years to reach the ranks of Liuhe True Immortals. "

"Then it's not surprising that fellow daoists don't know about the alliance!" Huang Lao said.

Hong Quanyang asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Because Daoist friends are at most 16,000 to 7,000 years old, and the last time the alliance has escaped from the world has been more than 20,000 years, nearly 30,000 years!" Huang Lao suddenly looked up at the sky while speaking.

"More than 20,000 years?" Hong Quanyang whispered, followed Huang Lao's gaze and looked up, and what he saw was a sky full of stars and countless blurred scenes.

It was very similar to those fuzzy phantoms that Wen Qingxu appeared at the beginning of the Ghost Wood Forest in the Qingmu Yangleizhong assessment.

Hong Quanyang froze again, his pupils constricted, his mind was shocked, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

"These are...?" After a long time, he said dryly. As a former full-score examiner, he is not familiar with these.

"Alas..." Huang Lao heard the words, and sighed, his indifferent face was somewhat reminiscent, somewhat desolate, and somewhat painful.

"It's just some old friends who can't be forgotten. Some old guys don't give up and always feel that it is possible to revive them, so I let the old man keep this remaining breath.

Hehe, the court of gods does not exist, and reincarnation perishes. In the eyes of this old man, this is nothing more than self-deceiving consolation! "

From Huang Lao's words, Hong Quanyang tasted the meaning that made him a little unbelievable. Does this mean that the stars all over the sky are the afterimages of ancient powers?

The legendary twenty-eight constellations?

The bosses of the various factions of the God Court Federation?

They still want to revive the stars all over the sky?

"Fellow Daoist said before that the alliance is not the Federation of Gods?" Hong Quanyang looked at the light and shadow and asked again.

"That's right, how much do fellow Taoists know about the ancient gods?" Elder Huang didn't answer immediately, but asked indifferently.

Hong Quanyang paused, and said: "I don't quite understand, the information of Shenting seems to have been blocked by information Taoism, and the source of the third era's calamity is completely secret.

As for the Shenting of the third era, there are only a few fragments of information remaining, and it has gone through a long time. After the establishment of the Hongmeng Holy Land, there is not much understanding. "

"Is that so?"

Huang Lao looked up at the sky again while speaking, and said: "It is said that a few Huiyuan ago, in the distant ancient times, the prosperity of the gods reached its peak.

The heavens are ruled by the court of gods, and countless monks hope to be named gods. Even if it is a dime land and mountain god, as long as they can send their spirits to the list, they will grab the top position.

At that time, Immortal Dao and Wuling Artifact Dao (technological civilization) were all suppressed and became affiliated with Shinto, a not-so-big faction in the Shenting Federation.

But at the moment when the list of gods was shattered, the divine way died out, but the immortal way and the Wuling Artifact way were liberated. Although in the disaster, they were still on the verge of extinction.

But unlike the total extinction of Shinto, the torches of these two ways are still passed down. "

"Could it be...?" Hong Quanyang stopped when he saw Huang Laoyan coming here, and said in surprise.

"That's right, the alliance was formed at the beginning of the Fourth Epoch, and was composed of many surviving ineffective children of the descendants of the Shinto.

When Shinto flourished back then, some Shinto disciples were too incompetent to walk on the Shinto. He could only practice the way of immortality, but in the end he was blessed by misfortune and survived. And thus the alliance was born. "

In the words, Huang Lao's face was full of reminiscence and loneliness, with some bitterness.

"After the changes of the ages, the passage of time, the alliance turned from bright to dark, and the immortal way gradually recovered, and then there was Hongmeng Holy Land.

It was also at that time that many old guys realized that the era has really passed. The death of the heart probably caused the alliance's complete seclusion for tens of thousands of years later! "

Following Huang Lao's words, Hong Quanyang was speechless for a long time.

"Why do fellow Taoists tell the poor Taoist this?" Hong Quanyang asked after a long time.

"Because I have a deep relationship with Grand Master Wen, I will never allow his inheritance to be broken like this!"

Before Mr. Huang could reply, a voice suddenly sounded, and the two turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the source of the voice, which was the direction of Duzun Building.

As the two of them looked around, they saw a figure walking through the air in the Duzun building.

If Mr. Huang was a banished fairy like a mortal, this figure would be the great emperor who traversed the ages, with an extremely domineering temperament.

"Why did you run out? Didn't you just say that this matter should be settled by the old man? You just recovered now. If you don't recover well, what are you doing here to mess around?"

Huang Lao looked at Xing Lao, with a slight headache showing on his indifferent expression.

"Seeing that you have been scribbling for a long time, but you haven't talked about serious matters. I am really annoyed." After saying that, he turned his head to look at Hong Quanyang, and asked:

"Boy, since you have made an oath with the junior members of the alliance, then carry it out, otherwise..."

"Leave the old man out!"

Before Xing Lao's threatening words came out, Huang Lao's words were rarely harsh, and the whole Xuanhuang Building seemed to come alive, fluctuating slightly.

The extremely domineering Xing Lao's figure was instantly blurred, and when he came back to his senses again, he had already appeared outside the Xuanhuang Building.

Xing Lao paused outside the Xuanhuang Building, looked at Huang Lao and said, "Old Niqian, you'd better hurry up, don't let this old man force you to pull people, or your broken building won't be able to stop this old man."

After saying that, he waved his hand and simply disappeared into the Duzun building.

When Huang Lao heard this, he shook his head with some headaches.

"Fellow Daoist, this is..." Although Hong Quanyang was still puzzled, he probably understood.

Huang Lao shook his head and said: "Our alliance is divided into five cities and twelve floors, which are controlled by the Duzun Building.

The alliance venerables can be regarded as the guardians of my alliance, but because of this, as its controllers, they are a bit domineering, and they need to be domineering, fellow daoists, don't mind. "

Hong Quanyang was silent for a while, and said: "At first I thought I had entered a realm of sutras, but now it seems that it doesn't seem to be the case?"

"Something about the source, the place where the disciple arrested you before is indeed the legal domain. But it was not formed after the mastery of the scriptures, but because the other party connected to the headquarters of the alliance, it was built by chance.

And the junior you met before is the awakener of this generation of alliance. Probably the head, well, you can understand it as the head of Hongmeng Holy Land, but the head of the alliance is more formal.

Because you are already in the Realm of Heaven and Earth, that kid stuffed you into the headquarters to be on the safe side, and asked the old man to chat with you. "Old Huang looked at Hong Quanyang and said indifferently.

Hong Quanyang was silent for a moment, then raised his hand suddenly, and three illusory balls of light with no spiritual power appeared in the air, saying: "This is "Little Yin and Yang Thunder Code", "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword", "Nine Heavens Thunder Wings"."

"Fellow Daoist is really straightforward!" Elder Huang said in surprise, after all, the other party understood his purpose before he even opened his mouth, and offered to hand it over.

Hong Quanyang smiled wryly, and said, "So what if you don't? It doesn't matter whether it's the legal space before, or the unknown place here.

The old man has been completely restrained, and he has no chance to resist at all, and now he has lost the restraint of the oath, and it is just fish on the board. "

Huang Lao looked at Hong Quanyang, he didn't seem to feel the misery of the other party, and said indifferently, "If you do something, there must be a price."

"Pindao understands! It's just a passing feeling!" Hong Quanyang replied.

"Since the matter is over, the old man has a lot of things to do here, so you can go back and forth! Your result is not determined by the old man, and the old man does not want to decide."

In the words, Hong Quanyang's crystal armor rapidly proliferated, sealing him into a crystal in an instant. As soon as Huang Lao waved his hand, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the sky, his whole body fell into a trance.

‘Well, the information in the information room of Tianlingmen, combined with the script and nonsense, seems to work well. '

While thinking, Huang Lao's figure slowly changed into that of Zhang Deming.

The surrounding buildings slowly disappeared into the chaotic mist, the light spots in the sky also disappeared, and the Xuanhuang Building also returned to its original state.

After recovering everything, Zhang Deming took a step forward and came back to a place of chaos. The atmosphere around him changed from a paradise to a pure space for nurturing spirits, and the surrounding area was surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness.

At the same time, the crystal amber-like Hong Quanyang resurfaced.

In the amber, Hong Quanyang only felt in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to the place where he was arrested before. The surrounding was gray and he couldn't move anything except his mouth.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist and Huang Lao seem to have a good chat!" Zhang Deming looked at Hong Quanyang and said with a smile.

Hong Quanyang paused, regained his previous composure and sophistication, and said indifferently: "It's just doing things according to the promise!"

Hearing this, Zhang Deming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and didn't dismantle the other party's platform. He looked at Hong Quanyang, and said:

"Fellow Daoists don't need to remind me, no matter whether the oath is binding or not. For me, the promised things will not be broken, otherwise I wouldn't have to take the oath with you back then."

"I hope so!" Hong Quanyang relaxed a little while speaking.

"Since that's the case, fellow daoists should sleep for a while!" Zhang Deming wanted to wave his hand after saying that, but in the middle of the movement, he suddenly remembered something, and said:

"Oh, by the way, since your half Dao fruit was used as the medium of Dao vows, you don't mind if I comprehend it?"

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