Code Farmer Cultivation

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "That's right, it's the spirit cultivation technique, so your husband is not as useless as you think."

Zhang Deming didn't say anything before, but he didn't know what Pan Juan'er was playing, and was waiting for her decision.

Now that this is the case, it means that she is still his fat girl.

"Impossible, below [-] points of spiritual roots, there has never been a successful precedent for spiritual cultivation.

At the apprentice level, no one has ever succeeded in cultivating spirits, even with a hundred full spiritual roots. "Pan Juan'er said.

Zhang Deming nodded, and said lightly: "Well, it is precisely because I know this that I am still an outer disciple.

And before there is enough strength, it may remain a waste material for a long time.

But this doesn't mean that we absolutely can't reach the Holy Land!

It's just that before I don't have enough strength to protect myself, I can't guarantee whether I will be treated preferentially, or will be studied by old monsters, or even seized.

Therefore, I dare not raise my head rashly.

So girl, if you want to go to the Holy Land and it will be good for you, go for it.

Anyway, before Tai Chi, we can't consummate the house, so we won't waste time. "

Originally speaking well, when Zhang Deming drove suddenly, Pan Juan'er blushed instantly, and said:

"What are you talking about, who is going to be your wife, who is going to consummate the house with you."

"I'm already worth a Hongmeng star, don't you want it? Then you will die!" Zhang Deming replied.

"You... Ignore you." Pan Juan'er got up and ran towards Yu Ling.

"Girl!" Zhang Deming suddenly shouted.

"En!" Pan Juan'er suddenly stopped, but didn't look back.

"It's settled, wait for me." Zhang Deming looked at Pan Juan'er and said.

"Well, I'll wait for you." Pan Juan'er said without looking back.

"Thought it over clearly, I agreed this time, but it's not as easy to get rid of as when I was a child.

Next time I see you with such a confused attitude, I can spank my ass. Zhang Deming said with a smile.

"I made up my mind when I was three years old." After Pan Juan'er finished speaking, she ran away like flying, and she went to wake up Yu Ling.

"Three years old? Fortunately, I protected myself." Zhang Deming whispered.

After saying that, Zhang Deming first came to Feng Mingyou's side, and just as he was about to send spiritual power, Feng Mingyou opened his eyes.

Zhang Deming was slightly stunned, his expression flickered, and he asked, "When did you wake up?"

"Just woke up, when the room was consummated, um, I didn't hear anything." Feng Mingyou said indifferently.

Zhang Deming: "..."

God consummated the time!

Can you not emphasize the latter sentence, I feel better, and at the same time, Zhang Deming also heaved a sigh of relief.

Then Zhang Deming suddenly frowned and looked aside.

"Fang Xin, I haven't woken up. If it weren't for my rune core, which was already beginning to condense, and it was the tea ceremony, I wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

I checked for you just now, so no one heard about your consummation of the house. "Feng Mingyou still said calmly.

"You and Yuanfang are fighting, right?

I'm almost 40 years old, and I still keep my body like a jade, and I don't even find a girlfriend. See, you can do it. "

Looking at Feng Mingyou, Zhang Deming said so.

Feng Mingyou didn't seem to hear Zhang Deming's words, and suddenly asked: "What did you do when you were three years old?"

Zhang Deming was taken aback for a moment, and then filed a lawsuit in his head.

I didn't see it, you are like this.

"You gossip, I am convinced." Zhang Deming said.

Feng Mingyou nodded, and said, "It's mainly three years old, which surprised me a little."

Zhang Deming: "..."

You don't suddenly learn to speak skills, do you? I didn't give you this Yuling Orb!

Zhang Deming ignored Feng Mingyou, reached out to check He Tuan who was still in a poisoned state, and then frowned.

Seeing this, Feng Mingyou asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Deming said: "Try it, my growth technique won't work anyway."

Hearing this, Feng Mingyou stretched out his hand to check, and for a moment he frowned and said: "This is troublesome, I was poisoned in the first place, and it was very troublesome for me to deal with it.

Immediately afterwards, his spiritual power was disrupted, and his body could not resist automatically.

If it weren't for the bloodline he took, and the several transformation techniques he learned, all the bloodlines he ingested were related to strengthening his physique, he would have died early.

Being able to survive until now is entirely due to the contribution of the blood rune of the snake.

If it weren't for this, he probably would have been completely cold by now. "

Chapter 11 Back to Zongmen

Zhang Deming said: "You can't do anything?"

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

If you want to solve it, you have to go back to the sect to find a special poison master, or an alchemist. "

Zhang Deming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said, "It's fine if you don't die."

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

He Tuanben was 68 years old, and with a lifetime of [-] years as a peak apprentice, he still had decades to reach his peak.

But this delay, not only may he not live to the limit of one hundred and two, but Tai Chi is even more elusive.

After all, his bloodline is still in the direction of transformation.

This dependence on the body is very large, and this time it can be said that it has hurt the foundation. "

Zhang Deming was silent for a while, and said: "This time, share half of the contribution with him, and we will divide the rest. I think everyone will have no objections."

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

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

Outer disciples without much talent, that's it.

If you can't get into the inner door, you have to go out and be a stallion, or you can live with salted fish.

If you want to do Tai Chi, you must either practice your skills, or fight with your life.

If it works out, chickens and dogs rise to heaven, but if it can't be made out, it's probably because there are not many hopes for retirement or stallions.

Let's just say that this time, the six of them got 25 contribution points, even if everyone gave half of it to He Tuan, it would only be [-] points.

These 25 points bought out most of He Tuan's promotion hopes.

Even if there are no previous accidents this time, it is unlikely that the average contribution will exceed 25 points if you wander around for three to five days.

In other words, if you want to be promoted, if you don't have talent, you have to do nothing.

Either this kind of high-risk struggle, bet on your life ten to fifteen times.

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

Even if Feng Mingyou is like this, salted fish has been around for nearly 20 years, and he is still a little bit close, and he needs to gamble a few times.

From this, it can be seen how difficult it is for a non-talented disciple of Tianlingmen to stand out.

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

But once they emerge, such people are often easier to go far than those with slightly better talents.

This is also one of the reasons why Zongmen likes to be cultivated in this way.

Feeling a little distracted, Zhang Deming came to Huawei and checked it out. This guy didn't have any accidents, and he didn't wake up. It was normal.

Zhang Deming pressed the other person's forehead, spit out spiritual power.

Stimulated by the spiritual power, Hua Wei suddenly opened his eyes, instinctively flipped his hands, and disappeared instantly.

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

Zhang Deming: "..."

Zhang Deming looked at Huawei in a daze, and then disappeared in front of him so quickly.

This shit... how much do you have to practice your spells to have this kind of instinctive reaction before you wake up?

You really did not go the wrong way, the assassination technique is a perfect match for you.

Of course, if you play less of a kind and honest person, less of a peacemaker, and take the route of a cold and iceberg man, it will be more worthy.

"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, have we been attacked by someone?"

There was no embarrassment on his expression at all, as if what happened before hadn't happened.

Only then did Zhang Deming ask in surprise: "Your spiritual power?"

Huawei asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Is there any immunity to the quantum pulse during the casting process of concealed spells?

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.

Hurry up and recover your spiritual power, we need to rush back overnight to avoid any more accidents. "

Although Hua Wei was puzzled when he heard the words, seeing Zhang Deming's reluctance to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

Turning his head, he was taken aback for a moment, 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 because of an accident, he can only barely control it now, so it can be resolved by going back to the sect."

Huawei said: "Then he..."

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

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

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "If it wasn'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 breath.

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

Zhang Deming didn't sit down, but just operated the exercises silently, staring at the whistle while recovering his spiritual power.

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

But let alone this moment, when Zhang Deming just came back, the body of the Hundred Poisonous Giant Scorpion was already cold.

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

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

Zhang Deming could only start from the abdomen, the softest part, and began to peel off the armor.

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

Ao cut off the legs one by one.

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

But looking at this bed-like back armor, Zhang Deming was speechless for a while, how to get it back?

This is not the periphery, the depth is already considered very deep, and it is obviously impossible for a few people to carry it out.

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

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