Code Farmer Cultivation

Zhang Deming didn't say much after hearing the words.

In the past ten years, he has also been considered an old man, and he has been sent to the outer gate, more than just a handful of people?

But no more than three people came back to see it once.

The one who really came to take care of them, one didn't.

Moreover, the disciples of the outer sect, who are also in their handyman's courtyard, have taught so much, in fact, they are the lowest disciples of the Tianling sect.

Although I know it in my heart.

But the interpersonal relationship still needs to be maintained. After all, one more familiar outer sect brother is more important.

It may be useless to say it, but in their handyman's yard, it is still a weight.

This is also the reason why Zhang Deming can now live a peaceful and stable life in the handyman's yard without being oppressed.

Where there are people, there is fighting.

As Xiaoqingshan rice field handyman's house, one of the few old people who have worked for more than ten years, although he is not mixed enough to oppress others.

But these various background relationships made those oppressors dare not think of him.

In fact, with his current status and relationship, it is entirely possible to enter the ranks of oppression.

But I fully understand that sooner or later I have to pay back when I come out to hang out.

With the soul of an adult, without cheats, he would rather live an honest life.

There's no need to touch those little cheap shortcuts, after all, who knew that what you squeezed out wasn't a little genius of waste material?

You don't need a genius, you just need to sneak into the outer door, and after a while, you will naturally have the ability to go back and clean up their chores.

In the past ten years, Zhang Deming has seen this kind of thing more than once.

If he could continue to cultivate with extra time, Zhang Deming might take risks for his cultivation.

But the spiritual energy in the handyman's courtyard is thin, and the practice disk in the room runs for a day, and the collected spiritual energy is enough to carry it in an hour.

After that, want to practice in the air of the handyman's yard?

The effect of ten days is not worth the sum of this one hour, which shows the importance of cultivation resources.

As for the cultivation disk, the iron law of the sect prohibits any form of occupation for any reason.

This is one of the few iron laws with the most effective execution, and almost no one dares to touch the red line.

Therefore, those who can persist in practicing in the air in the handyman's courtyard are all strong people.

Zhang Deming didn't belong to that team anyway, he only practiced for three hours a day, with two hours of training discs as standard and one hour of comfort.

The extra hour is Zhang Deming's self-consolation, the consolation of pretending that he does not belong to the ranks of salted fish.

Ten years later, it is equivalent to having a few more training disks, which is better than not having one at all, and the improvement in cultivation is almost invisible.

The two returned to the yard. The weather was still very strong at this time, and most of them had just finished their lunch break and started to practice.

Because of the weather, many people chose to get up early to work like Zhang Deming, so after lunch, they were all tired and needed a certain amount of rest.

Zhang Deming originally belonged to this group, but because today was his birthday, he was rarely at peace.

That's why I didn't have a long lunch break, but chose to finish the afternoon tasks in advance.

The two chatted all the way, living for many years, Zhang Deming skillfully found the topic.

This is also the reason why Zhang Deming can have a certain relationship network, he doesn't want to be a boring gourd like in his previous life.

The two returned to the yard and each entered their own rooms. Zong En needed to start recovering his spiritual power to prepare for the magic spell at night.

Different from the practice where the dantian is full of spiritual power, the spell consumes the spiritual power of the dantian.

Under the thin spiritual power of the handyman's courtyard, it is also possible to practice slowly recovering spiritual power.

As for the reason, Zhang Deming is not clear, it is roughly guessed that it may have something to do with the difference in aura strength, who knows.

In the process of recovering from the loss of spiritual power, the cultivation base will also be slightly improved.

Three times a day is almost equivalent to a day's normal practice disc practice improvement.

Therefore, compared with those who do not know spells, it is equivalent to double the training time. This is why Zong En works so hard and insists on casting spells three times a day.

If the deacon hadn't made it clear, the junior apprentice's Dantian Chucheng is very fragile and easy to cause damage. If the cloud and rain technique is performed three times a day, it will cause a certain amount of damage to the foundation.

Chapter 2 cheats may be late, but never absent!

He might cast it more than three times, maybe four times, maybe five times.

In order to climb into the outer sect as soon as possible and become an official outer sect disciple of Tianling Sect, everyone in the Handyman Yard is gritting their teeth and working harder.

Zhang Deming also returned to the room, took out the practice disk, and started today's practice.

Sitting on the cultivation disk like a cattail cattail, Zhang Deming lightly touched the organ, and obviously felt a lot of rich aura, gushing out from the cultivation disk, wandering within a radius of one meter around his body.

Zhang Deming closed his eyes and began to practice the lowest entry-level exercises of Tianlingmen, the basic exercises.

That's right, the name is the basic technique, and it's just so casual, which shows what's going on with this thing.

Basically, one is given for beginners, like a corporate culture manual, including those who deliver food to the handyman's yard, can get a copy.

Three hours later, the sun in the sky began to set, and the hottest time of the day was over.

Zhang Deming finished today's homework, feeling a bit bitter in his heart as he felt the cultivation base of a junior apprentice, and he didn't know how far he was from the intermediate level.

Talent, that's enough.

After ten years of entry, two years to grasp the sense of aura, and enter the junior apprenticeship.

I originally thought that I was not a genius, nor would I be a waste.

But now, after eight years of cultivation, the intermediate level is still far away, and the reality thoroughly tells him what the state of the blackjack spirit root is.

He got up and put away the training disk, and opened his small wooden box in the treasury.

Five thumb-sized spirit stones occupy the middle of the wooden box, which is Zhang Deming's top wealth today.

All the wealth accumulated after ten years of rice cultivation.

Touching the spirit stone, Zhang Deming really wanted to take it out to practice.

"Don't be impulsive. This is reserved for breakthroughs. You can't spend it indiscriminately. If you spend it indiscriminately, you can plant it for a lifetime. Don't even think about flying into the sky and hiding in the ground."

Zhang Deming comforted himself, took out the book in the corner of the box, and closed the box.

There are only these things in the box, there are no other strange items, and he didn't bring anything with him when he crossed.

This is also the reason why he is so desperate for his golden finger.

This is originally a handyman's house, something issued by their plantation, together with a bucket, the formula: small cloud rain technique.

After ten years of getting started, he has also read this book for eight years, and he has made no progress at all.

He once wondered if it was because of his talent, but because he was simply not suitable for the way of magic.

This world is called the Hongmeng Realm, and there are many practitioners. Generally speaking, it is divided into six categories.

They are spells, summons, close skills, bloodlines, acrobatics, and magical abilities.

The cloud and rain technique obviously belongs to the category of spells.

Zhang Deming once doubted that he hadn't started for eight years.

But he didn't have a choice, and in the handyman's house, he didn't succeed in eight years. He was not a special case, not even an individual case, but an ordinary one.

After knowing this, Zhang Deming realized that it was because the cultivation of spells was already difficult, and it was even more difficult because of his poor talent.

If it weren't for this, Zong En would be so envied by others because of a magic technique that can be played in their handyman's yard for half a year?

Zhang Deming took Xiao Yunyushu's book, left the door, and walked out of the small yard.

After walking forward for a while, I came to the compound of the Handyman's Court, which is a small square.

In the center of the square, a banyan tree that has grown for an unknown number of years covers most of the small square.

At this moment, there are more than 20 handymen sitting under the banyan tree.

The rest of them should have been lazy in the morning and were still working in the field.

"Brother Ming is here."

"Brother Ming came out a little late today? Did you take a nap in the morning?"

Under Zhang Deming's deliberate training, Zhang Deming's popularity is very good. When Zhang Deming arrived, many people greeted him.

Zhang Deming responded one by one and sat down.

They are all the farmers in the land under Xiaoqing Mountain. At this time of day, everyone will gather together to figure out the spell, that is, Xiaoyunyushu, and exchange ideas.

It still looks like it, which is made by imitating the magic exchange meeting of the inner sect.

Zhang Deming had this habit when he came.

but……

how to say?A group of junior apprentices who are not good at magic, sitting here and exchanging wool, are actually a blind match.

Of course, there are still some goods.

For example, those who learned spells used to be two, but it became three half a year ago, and now it is about to become two again, because Zong En came from behind and is about to advance.

The three handymen actually like this time of day the most.

It's not that they are so enthusiastic, it's because this period of time is the most fulfilling part of every day.

Because this is the time for the three of them to pretend, well, that's how Zhang Deming understands it.

But many people are very keen.

One is to flatter and hug the other party's stinky feet, and the other is to really feel that there will be some magical gains.

As for Zhang Deming, he doesn't belong to the two. In the past ten years, he hasn't heard much about these experiences?

Isn't it just that all kinds of shows are superior, and Zhang Deming has heard of those who really want to communicate, but it's not that they haven't touched the door of Xiaoyunyushu.

Until now, Zhang Deming's feeling about Xiaoyunyushu is whether the book he got is a fake, or is there really magic in this world?

If it weren't for the spiritual power in his body, if someone hadn't learned it, Zhang Deming felt that such thoughts would become his main thoughts.

It can be seen how desperately he understands this little cloud and rain technique.

The purpose of his coming here is entirely to deal with interpersonal communication and to maintain the relationship, which is inevitable.

When the three big shots finished their pretense and everyone finished holding their stinky feet, several people surrounded them, flattering and flattering non-stop.

Zhang Deming looked at those people and shook his head slightly. It was too late for them to do it when they learned how to do it.

"Brother Ming, finish work early tomorrow afternoon, how about accompanying me to the outer gate?" Zong En said at this time.

Zhang Deming turned around and nodded, without asking what he was doing, he replied: "Okay."

Several speculators looked at Zhang Deming with envy.

Of the three who know how to perform spells, Zong En has the highest status now, because his cultivation base is about to break through.

But the relationship between Zong En and Zhang Deming is the best, so Zhang Deming is also in the limelight.

Everyone was chatting, some people came and some people left from time to time.

When it was getting dark, Zhang Deming suddenly became dizzy, and before he could figure out what was going on, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell on his back in fright.

Fortunately, sitting.

After everything calmed down, Zhang Deming found that there was a black frame in front of him.

Two palm-sized, white borders, a pitch-black text box, the entire middle is pitch-black.

Looking at this frame, Zhang Deming subconsciously thought of the CMD command prompt panel of the computer in his previous life.

Or, the command input panel box that is routinely used when hacking.

The entire file box is pitch black inside, with only one cursor blinking.

On the top of the file box, on the white border bar, there are two function buttons.

Warehouse, help.

Looking at the file box in front of him, Zhang Deming looked up and found that because of the action just now, two chatterers around him were looking at him.