Code Farmer Cultivation

"Don't let it hit the dome anymore. If it goes on like this, it may collapse." Li Shifan said suddenly while Zhang Deming was dodging.

Zhang Deming paused slightly, every time Qiu Yuan smashed, the mountain shook for a while.

Therefore, Zhang Deming didn't pay much attention. When Li Shifan opened his mouth, Zhang Deming realized that after his dodging, many potholes and cracks had appeared on the dome.

Zhang Deming's expression darkened, he fell down, and dodged on the ground leaning on the vines.

After dodging abruptly again, Zhang Deming quickly pressed his hands on the ground again.

"Spell: Thorn Thorns!"

Dozens of sharp thorns emerged again, but Qiu Yuan's body swelled up in an instant, and his violent energy directly blew Zhang Deming and Li Shifan behind him away.

And the spikes that popped out of nowhere failed to make another contribution.

However, the mother Qiu Yuan only swelled her muscles, and did not grow one or two meters like the previous Qiu Yuan.

Obviously it should not have such a bloodline as Ruyi.

After Chou Yuan inflated, he rushed directly at Zhang Deming. Due to the influence of Qi, Zhang Deming lost the best chance to dodge.

In front of the huge and violent fist, Zhang Deming barely moved, avoiding the front of the fist.

The spiritual power shield was hit by the edge of the fist, it shook slightly, and broke directly, and Zhang Deming was also directly sent flying.

"boom……"

Zhang Deming was hit on the cave wall, his eyes turned black for a while, and he almost passed out.

At this time, Li Shifan suddenly rushed in front of him, hugged him and rolled.

Subsequently, Qiu Yuan's attacks followed one after another.

"puff……"

Only then did Zhang Deming spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying Li Shifan all over.

The other party didn't care, and held Zhang Deming with one hand, trying to dodge.

After a few beats, Zhang Deming finally recovered his breath, patted Li Shifan, and said, "Thank you."

The other party quickly threw Zhang Deming out, saying: "Don't talk about this, I can't live if you die.

And if you hadn't attracted his hatred, maybe it would be me, then you would ignore me?

Besides, I still owe you a favor, and you can't die before paying it back. "

Zhang Deming dodged and said, "Ha, then I should save this account, otherwise no one will save my life."

After Zhang Deming said it, he paused, looked at Li Shifan and said, "I'm going to go, so we can only die here.

If you have any hole cards, be ready, if not, use the strongest attack later. "

Hearing this, Li Shifan nodded solemnly.

Zhang Deming dodged again and escaped Qiu Yuan's attack.

The vines around him suddenly dissipated, and Zhang Deming stood on the ground, slightly raising his hands.

"Summon: Spiritual Summoning!"

Following Zhang Deming's lifting, a white ball of light appeared in front of Zhang Deming, with a blurry figure inside.

Vaguely, you can see a small courtyard, a stone table under a big tree in the courtyard, sitting beside the stone table is a young man, drinking tea indifferently.

The power of pseudo Tai Chi is emitted from the light sphere.

not enough!

Zhang Deming looked at this ball of light without any hesitation, his mind moved slightly, and the body strengthening technique was directly integrated into the spirit nurturing spell rune ball.

Chapter 20 Master painter?

Originally, it was just a false Tai Chi power that was being promoted, but at this moment it suddenly broke through a certain point and stepped into Tai Chi.

At this time, an inexplicable message came from the light ball.

'Integrate itself, or summon the original owner's consciousness of the target, and condense the mirror image to help fight? '

"Merge yourself."

Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment and chose fusion.

The ball of light flew into Zhang Deming's body, and in an instant, Zhang Deming's aura soared, and he became a beginner in Tai Chi.

Li Shifan, who was on the side, paled slightly.

Zhang Deming turned his head to look at Li Shifan, and said, "In my current state, most of the powerful means are auxiliary, do you have any cards?

I will bless you if you have one, come here!

Forget it, I'll do it myself! "

Li Shifan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Then he opened his mouth abruptly, as if talking to himself: "Old man, let's do it!

If you don't make a move, I'll be hooked, and you will be the last one. "

"Ugh!"

Following Li Shifan's words, a leisurely sigh came from Li Shifan's body.

The entire cave space fell silent for an instant, and Qiu Yuan, who was opposite him, froze for an instant, and his movements were restricted.

Under Zhang Deming's astonished gaze, behind Li Shifan, an illusory scroll unfolded slowly.

The picture scroll shows an ordinary hut with a young man on the roof.

The young man was lying on the hut, with one hand resting on the back of his head, his legs crossed, with a faint smile on his face, and a bohemian temperament exuded from him.

Following the appearance of the picture scroll, the young man immediately came to life with a faint sigh.

Sitting up, sitting on the thatched roof shed, turned to look at the two, showing the front.

As if looking at Li Shifan through the picture scroll, he said, "Do you know that every time I make a move, your luck will be lost once?"

Li Shifan replied: "There is a future only by living, isn't it?"

Hearing the words, the young man shook his head helplessly, got up, and stepped out of the scroll in one step.

Looking at the battle situation, when he saw Qiu Yuan in the Tai Chi period, he was slightly taken aback, and said:

"You boy, this courage is getting bigger and bigger, how long has it been?

Now he actually started to think about Tai Chi monsters? "

Obviously, he doesn't know the specific situation outside, or can't keep an eye on the state of the picture scroll.

At this moment, Zhang Deming came back to his senses, looked at the picture scroll of the remaining hut and the figure of the young man in front of him, and asked in surprise, "A sublimated painter?"

Ha, this is a rare commodity.

You must know the reputation of the painter, because the painting is worthless if it is not dead, and it is not necessarily worthless if it is dead.

Therefore, it is quite rare for Hongmeng Realm to choose the path of painter, let alone the painter of Tai Chi period.

Hearing this, the young man turned his head to look at Zhang Deming. Seeing the fluctuation of his Tai Chi cultivation, he was slightly taken aback, his eyes flickered, and then he smiled wryly:

"Less higher? It seems that today's inner sect of the spirit sect is producing more and more talents."

"Senior is..."

"Roar..." At this moment, Qiu Yuan, who was immobilized, let out a loud roar, and was able to struggle a little.

"I can't sleep on it for a long time, what means do you have, come first.

I need to save as much as possible, because I didn't have that luck, and none of the remaining paintings were sublimated.

My natal painting was forcibly sublimated when I died.

The Heaven and Earth Punishment of Huadao was triggered and mutated.

Neither spiritual power nor mental power can be mobilized, all that is consumed is luck.

My Li family, also because of this painting left by the old man, has come to the field today. Now that I think about it, it really shouldn't have come.

I wanted to leave some foundation for the family, but it became the root of disaster.

After finally waiting for a junior with great luck, I don't want to watch it anymore, because of the problem of luck, I was so unlucky that I died young. "The young man looked at Zhang Deming and said with a vicissitudes of life.

Hearing this, Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Okay!"

"I heard a rumor. It is said that the mutated and promoted demon, whoever mutates, is always harmful, and it just happened to erupt today."

Zhang Deming opened his mouth and pointed at the most fundamental weakness of mutation promotion.

Although this is only a first-level speech skill, Zhang Deming's use of Tai Chi cultivation at this moment is not weak.

"Roar……"

I saw Qiu Yuan's sudden roar, and the skin on his body suddenly became bloody, as if he had no fur.

In the next instant, it became full of metallic luster.

Such non-stop alternation, Qiu Yuan seemed to be in great pain.

Zhang Deming didn't stop, he raised his left hand and a stream of spiritual water swam out, while holding his right hand empty, an illusory teacup appeared.

"I have a cup of tea, and I say: Amplify, please have a taste!"

Immediately, the spiritual water was poured into the illusory teacup, and the mist rose and submerged into the young man's body.

After doing this, Zhang Deming knelt down in an instant. He obviously still had a lot of spiritual power, but he couldn't even stand up. He looked like he had consumed too much spiritual power.

At this time, a ball of light flew out of Zhang Deming's body and disappeared into the air.

Zhang Deming's face was pale at the moment, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body.

The spirit summoning technique, the mirror image summoned, has the same ability as the target of the mirror image.

Including cultivation, spiritual power and so on.

Of course, after being blessed by the strengthening technique, it becomes an enhanced version.

But this mirror image needs Zhang Deming's spiritual power to maintain it. After two battles, Zhang Deming's spiritual power was in a hurry, so it couldn't last long.

To give an example: Zhang Deming summoned Feng Mingyou's mirror image, and after being strengthened, he merged into his body, and he had the cultivation base of Tai Chi, and his spiritual power was full.

He can use it whatever he wants until the spiritual power of this mirror image is exhausted.

But his own spiritual power needs to be consumed continuously during this period to maintain the appearance and existence of the mirror image.

Therefore, as long as one's own spiritual power is insufficient, even if the mirror image appears and merges into the body in a state of full spiritual power, it will disappear like just now.

The mirror image and its own spiritual power cannot be merged.

Otherwise, if he infinitely summons and fuses, he will become infinitely full of spiritual power!

If it weren't for this, with his Tai Chi practice, Grinding could kill Qiu Yuan, so why let Li Shifan do it together.

Speech?Tea ceremony?call?

This... After all these years of death, as an inner disciple of the Lingmen today, has he become like this?

The young man's heart flashed, feeling the surge of power in his body, he turned his head to look at Li Shifan, and said with a smile:

"It seems that your kid is lucky this time, and you can save a lot of luck."

After saying that, he raised his hand to shake it, and an imaginary large paintbrush appeared directly in his hand.

The paintbrush is like a sword, with a little emptiness, swimming slightly.

A bit of spiritual light emerged from the tip of the brush, and instantly spread in front of the young man, quickly and automatically sketching.

"Drawing: Qinglian Flying Sword!"

A three-foot green sharp edge appeared vividly in front of the young man as outlined by the aura.

When the outline of the sword was completed, the young man pointed the tip of the pen at the tail of the sword.

The three-foot green blade flew across the air like a shooting star, and at the moment Qiu Yuan turned into a moulting state, it directly penetrated the opponent's eyebrows.

Strong defense, did not cause the slightest hindrance.

Qiu Yuan, who kept struggling in pain, froze instantly.