Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 113 Returning to the Sect

Zhang Deming said: "There is nothing you can do?"

Feng Mingyou shook his head and said: "It might have been possible before, but it just took a while, but now I can only drag it on.

If you want to solve it, you have to go back to the sect and find a specialized poison master or alchemist to take action. "

Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As long as you don't die."

Feng Mingyou shook his head and said: "It's not what you think. The longer his body is delayed, the more serious the consequences will be.

He Tuan was already sixty-eight years old. With a peak apprentice's lifespan of one hundred and twenty years, he still had several decades to reach his peak.

But with this delay, not only may he not live to the limit of 120 years, but Tai Chi will also be even more unlikely.

After all, the blood type he took was still the direction of transformation.

This dependence on the body is very large. This time it can be said that the foundation has been damaged. "

Zhang Deming was silent for a moment and said: "Let him share half of his contribution this time, and we will divide the rest. I think everyone will have no objection."

Feng Mingyou nodded, agreed with Zhang Deming's decision, stopped talking, and started to adjust his breath directly, hoping to recover as soon as possible and help He Tuan stabilize the situation as soon as possible.

Zhang Deming looked at He Tuan who was all purple and shook his head.

Outer disciples without much talent, that's what they are.

If you can't enter the inner gate, you have to either go out to work as a stallion or live in retirement.

If you want Tai Chi, you must either work hard or fight with your life.

If you can spell it out, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. If you can't spell it out, there is probably not much hope for retirement or breeding.

Let's just say that this time, six people contributed fifty points. Even if everyone gave half of it to He Tuan, it would only be twenty-five points.

These twenty-five points bought out most of He Tuan's promotion hopes.

Even if there were no previous accidents this time, and if we stayed around for another three to five days, the average contribution would not be likely to exceed 25 points.

In other words, if you want to be promoted, if you don't have talent, you have to work hard.

Either this is a high-risk struggle, where you risk your life ten to fifteen times.

Or, like Feng Mingyou, find a place to live for decades, and during these years, you need to be extremely frugal and tighten your belt to live.

Even though Feng Mingyou has been doing this for nearly twenty years, he is still not close enough and needs to gamble a few times.

This shows how difficult it is for a disciple without talent in the Heavenly Spirit Sect to get ahead.

After all, it is indeed not easy for hundreds of thousands of people to come out.

But once they emerge, such people are often more likely to go further than those with slightly better talents.

This is also one of the reasons why the sect likes to cultivate in this way.

His thoughts were a little scattered. Zhang Deming came to Huawei and checked. He didn't have any unexpected problems and didn't wake up. He was still normal.

Zhang Deming pressed the other person's forehead and breathed out his spiritual power.

Stimulated by the spiritual power, Huawei suddenly opened his eyes, his hands flew instinctively, and his whole person disappeared in an instant.

His movements were smooth and fluid, completely instinctive, and he didn't fully wake up until it disappeared.

Zhang Deming: "."

Zhang Deming looked at Huawei in confusion, and then quickly disappeared in front of him.

Damn, how far do you have to practice the technique to have this kind of instinctive reaction before you wake up?

You really are on the right track, the assassination technique is a perfect match for you.

Of course, it would be better if you don't pretend to be a kind and honest person, don't pretend to be a conciliatory person, and go the route of a cold and cold man.

"So, are you awake?" Zhang Deming looked at the air in front of him and asked.

Huawei's figure emerged little by little and said, "What's going on? Did someone attack us?"

There was no embarrassment in his expression at all, as if what happened before had never happened.

Zhang Deming said in surprise: "Do you have spiritual power?"

Huawei asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

Is the concealment spell immune to quantum pulses during its execution?

A thought flashed through Zhang Deming's mind quickly.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said: "It's nothing, there was an accident, but everything has been resolved.

You should quickly recover your spiritual power. We need to rush back overnight to avoid another accident. "

Although Huawei was confused when he heard this, seeing Zhang Deming's unwillingness to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

He turned around and was suddenly startled. He looked at He Tuan who was all purple and said, "He Tuan is this?"

Zhang Deming replied: "Originally, Feng Mingyou could still treat the previous injury, but due to the accident, he can only barely control it now, so he can solve it by returning to the sect."

Huawei said: "Then he will do it later."

Zhang Deming shook his head and said: "Maybe I can only find a place to stay, or go down the mountain to marry a wife and have children, and become a rich man or the first generation family ancestor."

Huawei said in a low voice: "Is there no other way? He has a bloodline type of physique. His body should be very strong and able to resist."

Zhang Deming shook his head and said: "If it weren't for this, he would have been cold."

After saying that, the two fell into complete silence. Huawei sat down silently and began to adjust his breathing.

Yu Ling and Pan Juan'er on the side also started to adjust their breath at this moment, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing and heavy.

Zhang Deming did not sit down, but silently operated his skills, recovering his spiritual power while staring at the whistle.

When he had almost recovered his mana, he came to the corpse of the Hundred Poison Giant Scorpion and manipulated the vines in an attempt to collect materials.

But let alone this moment, when Zhang Deming first came back, the corpse of the Hundred Poison Giant Scorpion was already cold.

Therefore, the shell has hardened, and the monster defense materials in the Tai Chi stage are not so easy to peel off.

Moreover, this giant scorpion has changed. There are many metal spots on the carapace, and the defense is very strong at first glance.

Zhang Deming can only start from the abdomen, starting from the softest part, and start peeling off the nail.

After a long time, Zhang Deming reluctantly peeled off the entire carapace of the Hundred Poison Giant Scorpion.

Ao cut off the legs one by one.

The most valuable poison needles and poison sacs were the easiest and most straightforward to get out.

But looking at this bed-like carapace, Zhang Deming was speechless for a moment. How about taking it back?

This is not the outskirts. It is already very deep. It is obviously impossible for a few people to carry it out.

After thinking to no avail, Zhang Deming didn't bother anymore.

A few more hours later, the angel had already seen darkness.

Several people stood up one after another. Pan Juan'er was the last to complete the breath adjustment even though she had already taken half a step of Tai Chi because she had been pulsed many times.

At this time, Feng Mingyou had completed his breath adjustment and tried his best to deal with He Tuan.

When everyone had finished adjusting their breath, Zhang Deming pointed to the half-finished material and said:

"What should we do with these? We will only be out for one day this time. In addition to the previous harvest, these Tai Chi Monster Beast materials account for a large proportion of this harvest."

Feng Mingyou said: "The poison needle and poison sac can hold about ten or twenty spiritual stones.

If you get these oracle bones, legs, and Ao back, you will probably have more than a dozen spirit stones.

But how to split this? "

Huawei took out the dagger he carried with him, slashed it a few times, and said, "No, it's already hardened. It's not much easier than cutting down a living Tai Chi monster."

When several people heard this, they looked at me and I looked at you, obviously they were all blind.

"Leave and Ao each take a few. As for the most valuable oracle bones, we can only endure the pain." Zhang Deming said.

"This is nearly ten spirit stones." Huawei said distressedly.

Feng Mingyou glanced at him and said, "If you can take it back, it will all be yours. We will not participate in the distribution."

When Huawei heard this, he immediately shut his mouth.

Carrying an oracle bone that is much larger than the bed board, rushing through the primitive jungle at night, this is simply an international joke!

Feng Mingyou shut up Huawei with one sentence, and the others began to distribute their respective burdens.

Because of Feng Mingyou's tea ceremony and Lingshui Jue, he was responsible for carrying He Tuan to stabilize his injuries.

The other four people rushed towards the sect with the scattered materials.

A group of five people walked quickly through the woods, and the night did not have much impact on them.

The only thing you need to be careful about is that monsters are more active at night.

However, because a few of them had not gone very far into the depths of the primitive jungle, they made it out without any danger.

When the five people returned to the sect, it was already midnight.

It was a little quiet, of course, but some parts of the outer sect of such a huge sect were still operating normally.

Several people returned to the sect before they had time to do anything.

As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, a crane fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the five people.

Ji Ming's anxious and childish face appeared in front of Zhang Deming and others.

"Senior sister, where have you gone?"

The inner crane? Sure enough?

Huawei's eyes flickered, thinking this in his heart.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Pan Juan'er, and Pan Juan'er replied calmly: "I went to the back mountain to play around."

"Let's go quickly, Master has been looking for you for a long time.

I made an excuse. If you don't come back tonight, I won't be able to stand it anymore tomorrow morning. " Ji Ming said anxiously.

Pan Juan'er heard this and looked back at Zhang Deming with nostalgia. Zhang Deming reached out and touched the other person's head, and said with a smile: "Go!"

"Yeah!" Pan Juan'er nodded.

The corner of Ji Ming's mouth twitched and he turned his head to the side. As if he didn't see anything, his baby face was almost wrinkled.

After Pan Juan'er nodded in reply, he jumped on the crane and left under the watch of everyone.

When Pan Juan'er disappeared, Huawei looked at Zhang Deming and said, "Is Senior Brother Zhang okay?"

Zhang Deming smiled and said: "What can happen to a useless outer disciple like me who is an intermediate apprentice?"

Huawei was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and he smiled and said: "That's right, then we have time to walk around?"

Zhang Deming smiled and nodded: "Okay, I would love to have a few senior brothers take care of me."

The two of them exchanged some polite words, and Yu Ling said at this moment: "You can handle the matter of materials. After allocating He Tuan's shares, you three can divide the rest.

I didn’t have much to contribute this time, so I won’t participate.

If nothing happens, I will go back to Jixing Peak. "

After saying that, she turned around quickly and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhang Deming looked at Yu Ling and said, "What's going on with such a wealthy person?"

Huawei shook his head and said: "I don't know, I don't know the other party's details either.

She took the initiative to form a team with us on the same day that Junior Brother Feng Mingyou arrived.

It sounds like the situation was quite similar to the day you arrived.

Because we were short of a reconnaissance, and she was still a specialization, of course we agreed. "

Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, which meant that he understood.

But what does this mean?

Still want to ask something?

Sorry, I really don't know!

At this time Feng Mingyou carried He Tuan on his back and said, "Since they are so generous, we will not be polite.

Hurry up and find someone for treatment first, and then talk about the problem of material handling. "

Several people nodded and ran quickly towards the fixed treatment location. Such a place operates around the clock.

In the sky, after Ji Ming left with Pan Juan'er, he became a little angry and sat on the back of the crane without saying a word.

On the childish baby face, the brows were furrowed and the mouth was pouted.

Normally, with the way the two of them get along, Pan Juan'er would tease Ji Ming a few words to stop him from being angry.

But today, Pan Juan'er just stared ahead blankly, lost in thought for a while.

Ji Ming got angry for a while, and when he saw that his senior sister was ignoring him, he turned around to look carefully.

I found that Pan Juan'er was looking ahead in a trance, with a somewhat sad expression on his face, so he couldn't help but say:

"Don't worry, senior sister. I asked specifically the day before yesterday. Master will leave in half a month.

Until then, you can play as you like again, and I will definitely provide you with good cover.

Just don't run to the outer door for this half month. If you are discovered by the master, it will not be a joke.

You know what Master's attitude was towards the previous one. This matter is non-negotiable.

I think you know Master's temper better than I do. You should understand this.

You may be fine by then, and Master probably won't be able to do anything to you.

But that senior fellow from the outer sect, can you imagine the consequences?

Or if something happened, could you have stopped it?

In recent years, senior sister, although your influence in the inner sect has become more and more important, if you really want to have an arm-wrestling with Master, you will definitely not be able to do so.

No matter how you act, Master's sign as a spiritual cultivator is enough to defeat all your tricks.

So sister, are you holding on for half a month, okay? "

Pan Juan'er turned around after hearing this and said, "Yes, it's only half a month."

After she finished speaking, she showed a purple jade pendant in her palm.

Ji Ming looked at the jade pendant for a moment, and then said with great joy: "Sacred Order of Spiritual Cultivation? Senior sister, have you applied through the Spiritual Cultivation Sacred Land?!!!"

After registering his name excitedly, he realized after a moment that Pan Juan'er was not happy at all.

Leng Leng, fell silent.

After a long time, he said: "Master, do you want to arrange for you to enter Sacred Land before leaving?"

Pan Juan'er did not answer, Ji Ming continued: "No wonder you are running so crazy, no wonder you are running to the outer door while Master is still there."

He was silent for a long time and then said: "Senior sister, forget about him. You are not from the same world. You never have been. You should have known this when you first entered.

Master, there is nothing wrong with him. Although he may be a little selfish, it is really for your own good. "

Pan Juan'er seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said with a smile: "Maybe!"

"Do evil!"

Ji Ming looked at the smiling Pan Juan'er, sighed inwardly, and moved his lips slightly. What he finally wanted to say was not uttered.

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(end of this chapter)