Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 575 Farewell

   Time flies, it is most of the day.

Zhang Deming, who was in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw the hollow of the light ball, on the top of the white jade rabbit's head, the broken pendant that seemed to be pasted on the wall of the light ball. Yes, very old.

  But at this moment, it seems that it has been carefully cleaned and refurbished, and it is already glowing brightly.

  Lan Fuyao also opened his eyes, with a happy face, carefully and with great difficulty, took off the pendant and half of the gourd from the sunken ball, threw the gourd to Zhang Deming, and carefully inspected his own pendant.

  Zhang Deming put away half of the gourd, and after Lan Fuyao calmed down, he looked at the light ball next to her and said, "Are you coming or am I?"

  Lan Fu shook her head, and said: "I have been trying for half a month since I discovered this place. If I hadn't felt helpless about this enchantment, I wouldn't have chosen to purify it on the spot."

   Zhang Deming heard the words and said: "Then I will try!"

  While speaking, a spiritual eye flickered between his brows, and he looked at the ball of light in front of him, but he only saw a blurry phantom in his eyes.

'Ok? Is the fourth-order Dharma Eye level not enough? '

  Through his thoughts, Zhang Deming looked at the energy in his warehouse. It has been more than half a year since the breakthrough. For eight months, he has not used much luck. In addition, he had 400 energy left before, and now he has energy.

   Merit: 145.4, luck: 1337.6, karma: 30.2.

  Luck has increased by 900, merit has increased by 70, and karma has also increased by one-tenth. The harvest is already considered good!

  Looking at the skills, it is true seeing spirit eye Lv4 (0/400).

   "Do you want to consume 400 Luck to upgrade the True Vision to the fifth level?"

"yes!"

   "Do you want to consume 800 luck to raise the true seeing eye to the sixth level?"

"yes"

  With the consumption of 1200 Qi Luck, Zhang Deming's spells improved rapidly, and the eye of the rune between the brows became more complicated and three-dimensional, visible to the naked eye. It no longer looks like a tattoo pattern, but looks like a real vertical pupil!

  Looked at the skills, true seeing spirit eye Lv6 (0/1600).

  Now this technique is one of the most costly skills for him to upgrade. After improving his technique, Zhang Deming looked at the ball of light in front of him again.

  Name: Jade Rabbit Purification Formation

  Affiliation: Array (ancient seven-star remnant array)

  Status: Half-corrupted, so the formation was once mixed with sacrificial power, and then it was implicated when the sacrificial way died, so that the formation was broken and corrupted.

  Effect: Continuously purify the battlefield and prevent the birth of gods.

  Reminder: Although the big formation is broken, it is still barely functioning. With the main god's token, it naturally has the authority to control the eyes of the formation.

  Special reminder: Although the large array has gone through the wear and tear of several members and lost several bay leaf purifications, if you want to remove the last leaves without damage, it is best to activate the residual array first and complete the final purification.

  Looking at the information, Zhang Deming was taken aback for a moment. This is what it means to have this Lord God Order, and sometimes there may be unexpected gains?

   While thinking, Zhang Deming tentatively reached out and touched the ball of light.

  The ball of light flickered with a strong aura instantly, and it seemed to be contagious. Countless lines started from the ball of light and spread to the surroundings. In an instant, the entire valley was ablaze with aura, and countless runes flickered on the ground.

  Lan Fuyao looked at Zhang Deming in amazement, Zhang Deming felt the gaze, raised his head and gave him a smile, and said: "Well, I seem to pass the array!"

  Lan Fuyao glanced at Zhang Deming indifferently, and said: "You should leave these foolish words to others!"

  Zhang Deming: "..."

  Can't you be a little more subtle, we are not familiar with each other!

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  With the lighting of the formation, Zhang Deming clearly felt the brokenness of the formation, as well as the strange aura in the entire formation.

  Although these breaths are incomparable to the place where Xiaotiangou was before, they should not be underestimated. Under the slight movement of Zhang Deming's mind, all the power of the formation was aroused.

  The intense white light flickered, not as powerful as the erosive power of Xiaotiangou when it was scattered, nor the force to forcibly reverse its nature.

  However, the white light also has its own uniqueness. Under the strong white light, the strange trees here began to disappear little by little, as if they had been erased.

  As the white light became stronger, both Zhang Deming and Lan Fuyao couldn't stand it and closed their eyes.

   After a while, a desolate valley came into view again, and all the strange things were completely erased.

  Everything that is bare is much better than before, but after seeing the change of Xiaotiangou Sandao, Zhang Deming feels that the effect is not satisfactory.

"Wave······"

  As the final power was stimulated, the light ball shattered. Zhang Deming immediately took a look and found that the illusory jade rabbit phantom in the light ball had also dissipated, leaving only a leaf.

Ok?

one slice?

   Damn it!

  The so-called final power consumes laurel leaves?

   Fuck you!

  Say it early, tell me what the **** I'd rather take my time and take my time!

  With a face full of bitter hatred and deep sorrow, he picked up the last bay leaf, looked at Lan Fuyao and said, "Master, look at this... it seems that there is no way to separate it!"

  Lan Fuyao glanced at Zhang Deming, and said: "I didn't intend to take two pieces, but this time I owe you a huge favor."

   Zhang Deming heard that there was no false delay. The way the two of them got along was not suitable for this. Put it into an exquisite jade box, seal it up carefully, and put it away with your hands.

   "Is there anything unfinished?" Zhang Deming asked.

  Lan Fuyao didn't speak, but just shook his head. Seeing this, Zhang Deming said, "Let's go quickly. Although I don't think that evil dragon will get rid of the curse so quickly, it's better to be careful."

  Lan Fuyao nodded upon hearing the words, and said, "Come with me, the exit of Zongmen Construction is quite far from here."

   "No need!" While speaking, Zhang Deming stretched out a vine, stretched it in front of Lan Fuyao, and said, "Extend your hand?"

  Lan Fuyao paused for a moment, then stretched out her hand calmly.

  The vine extended by Zhang Deming quickly entangled the opponent, and Zhang Deming closed his eyes immediately. Although it is more difficult than Xiaotian Realm, but as he guessed, this talisman can be used in the Twelve Hours Realm.

  Of course, there are still differences in functions, but you can still use this function to enter and exit at will. As the jade pendant on his waist flickered, Zhang Deming took Lan Fuyao and disappeared in place.

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  When they reappeared, the two of them were already in a primitive jungle. It was evening, and the setting sun was already red.

  After Lan Fuyao was in a trance, she took another deep look at Zhang Deming. This 'disciple' who had been in tacit understanding with her for more than ten years became more and more strange and mysterious.

  Maybe...she never knew each other before!

  Of course, it was precisely because she never deliberately got to know each other after getting acquainted that the two could have the current friendship.

  Zhang Deming took out the book map with his hands, positioned it, and said, "This way!"

   Immediately, the wings on his back moved slightly, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and disappeared, followed by Lan Fuyao.

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  The two of them only flew for half an hour, when Zhang Deming, who was leading the way, suddenly slowed down and stopped between a cliff.

  Lan Fuyao seemed to have expected it long ago, followed Zhang Deming silently, and floated down on the cliff.

  The cliff is quite high, it is a cliff, and under the steep cliff is an endless primitive jungle. It is the evening at this moment, the sunset is red, and the sky is full of sunset. The faint golden light illuminates the entire cliff with resplendent gold.

   The two stood between the cliffs, looking at the forest below the cliff, a little lost in thought.

  The mountain breeze was blowing slightly, and the two of them watched silently while their clothes and hair fluttered gently. No one spoke hastily. Although the atmosphere was silent, it was not awkward.

   It seems that after more than ten years of getting along, the two have long been used to such silence, that familiar strangeness!

   After a long time, Lan Fuyao suddenly said: "You can do the sword dance again!"

  Zhang Deming looked at Lan Fuyao who had already sat down holding the piano, paused, and said, "That's fine!"

  After speaking, Zhang Deming stretched out his hand, and the long emerald sword appeared in his hand.

   "Contest..."

  As soon as he started to play, the sound of the piano beside him sounded tacitly, but it was slightly different from the familiar, a little less dusty and deserted, and a little more sad and sad.

  Zhang Deming paused for a moment before continuing to play the qin music, holding the sword and moving.

  There is a gentle breeze on the cliff, the woman is playing the zither, the man's sword is shining, and the surrounding flowers and plants are growing and blooming at a visible speed with the dancing of the long sword. In a moment, it turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

  Under the golden light of the setting sun, the whole cliff is a bit dreamy, which seems unreal.

  From a distance, it is really a picturesque picture. The only fly in the ointment is that in this picture, whether it is the sound of the piano or the sword dance, there is a touch of sadness.

   It's not the separation of life and death, nor is it the love between men and women, but the sorrow of separation between pure friendship.

  Before meeting Lan Fuyao, if someone told Zhang Deming that one day he would have a very pure and inexplicable friendship with a woman, a very beautiful woman, he would give her a face.

  But now...he believes it, at least to him, Lan Fuyao is a very worthwhile friend for a lifetime, that kind of pure friendship where the road to immortality is slowly climbing with you.

   "It's a sad story..."

  During the sonata, Lan Fuyao had a feeling for a moment, her lips lightened, and she began to sing. As a master of the combination of organ, music, and divine music, she rarely stretches her throat during practice.

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   After a long time, the music stopped, the song ended, and the sword was over. Zhang Deming held his sword again and looked at the forest under the cliff. Lan Fuyao was also quietly engrossed, and no one suddenly broke the silence.

   "Your surname is not Li?"

"I gotta go!"

   After a long silence, the two spoke almost simultaneously, and then paused at the same time.

   After a while, Zhang Deming smiled, and said again: "It's been thirteen years. I have been the 'flower-planting boy' of your uncle for thirteen years. Has my uncle finally thought of asking me about my background?"

  Lan Fuyao hugged the piano, also looked at the forest under the cliff without looking back. The same smile, said: "I asked earlier, we can still be like today, I play music, you sword dance?"

  Zhang Deming paused, turned his head to look at Lan Fuyao, and said, "That's right!"

  The two were silent for a while, Lan Fuyao suddenly said: "Actually, we can stay!"

   "What?" Zhang Deming asked suspiciously.

  Lan Fuyao still didn't look back, looked at Changqin in her arms in a low voice, and said, "It's okay to stay here."

  Zhang Deming paused, only then did he realize that the other party was responding to what he just said: he is leaving.

  Zhang Deming suddenly smiled, and said: "Yuqianyu, the ancestor of the Yu family in the Holy Land, involves the fortune-telling, right?"

  The sudden words made Lan Fuyao pause for a moment, but he nodded indifferently, and said, "Well, I'm very proficient, and I can see the fate of all people!"

"Forget it. I'm too sensitive about some things. If something happens in the future... it's fine to part like this, but if you go back to the family... you may be held accountable for not reporting what you know .” Zhang Deming replied.

  Lan Fuyao thought about the words before she understood the meaning.

  The other party was expressing that if he went back today, if something happened in the future, after a thorough investigation, Lan Fuyao would endorse his actions.

   "Besides, without you, I would leave at most seven years later, so you don't have to think, uncle, that I ran away because of you!" Zhang Deming added.

   "Are you so disgusted with entering the Holy Land? With your current talent, no matter your surname is Li, you can have a good status." Lan Fuyao said.

   "Talent?" Zhang Deming showed a bitter smile and stopped talking.

  Lan Fuyao frowned in doubt, but didn't continue to ask.

   "Can I ask, why did you drag me to Xianqinya?" Zhang Deming asked again after a long time.

  Lan Fuyao heard the words, turned around, looked at Zhang Deming's side face for a long time, and said bluntly: "Because of a hexagram!

  I was too young back then, because I had a big heart and a strong foundation, and I was trapped for thousands of years from the five elements to the Liuhe. I once asked for a hexagram in order to break through. Thought you were my chance to break through..."

  Zhang Deming paused, looked at Lan Fuyao in confusion and said, "Then...why have you been with me for so long and didn't do any research?"

   "It's nothing, it's just that I don't want to. I have a five-element overhaul. In order to get promoted, I chase after a junior with three talents... Although such a thing is nothing, it is too contrary to my heart."

Lan Fuyao paused, and said: "As for talking with your peers at first... It's funny to say, it was because I thought that if there was really no other way, I needed to talk to you, so I could save some face !"

  Zhang Deming: "..."

  He had preset countless possibilities, but he didn't expect it because of this!

  Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment, looked at Lan Fuyao and said: "Your way... I may really be able to help."

   Lai Fuyao suddenly turned her head, because she was too big, now even under various circumstances, she still doesn't have a big clue, now...

  Her eyes were shining, she stared closely at Zhang Deming, did not interrupt immediately, and waited for the next sentence.

  (end of this chapter)