Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 918 Female?

  Yan Xiangcheng paused for a moment, as if to give Huang Lao time to react, and then continued to walk along the silk thread towards the huge heart in the center of the cave.

   Huang Lao came back to his senses slightly, and followed with a frown. As it got closer, the heart became bigger and bigger. In front of it, Huang Lao was like a contrast between a man and an ant. As you can imagine, the size of the owner of this thing.

  When he was almost close, Yan Xiangcheng stopped suddenly, and as his aura moved slightly again, the silk thread under his feet spread out like a bridge, and a red blanket was woven under their feet.

   "Now that the catastrophe is going on, this place has also been seriously affected, so that's the only way to go. The hospitality is not good, and I hope Huang Laohai will be happy." Standing on the red carpet, Yan Xiangcheng said to Huang Lao with a little apology.

  Zhang Deming's whole mind was absorbed by the weird heart in front of him, and he didn't have time to care about etiquette at all. He looked at the heart, with a dignified expression, and asked: "Your master...?"

  Yan Xiangcheng didn't answer, but quickly made a trick. Following his movements, under the cave, under the ground made up of blood vessels, faint spiritual light flashed out through the gaps in the blood vessels.

  Zhang Deming could perceive that there should be a shocking formation in the entire cave hall, but now it is all blocked by blood vessels.

   The aura is a bit illusory, it should be because the time is too long and the sealed item is severely worn. It may also be that the blood vessels on the ground are too thick, making it difficult to project spiritual light.

   After waiting for a short while, the aura spread from all around, gathered at the heart, and slowly emerged countless auras. An illusory giant tree slowly emerged, enveloping the heart.

  The giant tree covers the sky, like an ancient tree that lifts the sky. What's even more strange is that the tree is pure white, with an extremely purifying aura. In such a filthy place, there is a sharp contrast, which makes the environment somewhat fragmented.

At the same time, at the moment when the phantom of the giant tree took shape, Zhang Deming clearly felt that in the core area of ​​the treasure area separated by him in his spiritual cultivation space, in a small grid for storing his top treasures, only A preserved leaf jumped as the illusory giant tree took shape.

"Ok?"

  He felt it instantly, and his consciousness immediately checked the past.

  In the storage compartment of the spirit cultivation space, in a small box that has been sealed by countless layers, at this moment a white leaf is emitting the purest light of evolution.

  Seeing this scene, Zhang Deming was a little bit astonished. This is one of the few top-level materials he had, the seven-star spiritual material he obtained when he was exploring the Twelve Hours Realm and clearing the core transmission area of ​​the Jade Rabbit Realm.

  From the leaves of the nine-star top sacred tree—laurel, the top spiritual root in the purification path, it belongs to the top evolutionary path material in the world today.

   "Could it be..."

  Thinking of something, Huang Lao opened his eyes wide and looked at the illusory ancient tree slowly taking shape in front of him. The pure aura that was incompatible with the filthy aura around him said in horror: "The top spiritual root in ancient times—laurel?"

   "In today's world, Yuegui can be recognized at a glance. Could it be that fellow daoist is really an old friend?"

   While Huang Lao was horrified, an old woman's voice sounded. At the same time, under the phantom shadow of the giant laurel tree, at the core of the trunk, where countless auras converged, a crooked old woman condensed out.

  The old woman was wearing a blue plain dress. The clothes were a bit quaint and old, her face was old, her back was a little hunchback, and she held a crutch like a tree root in her hand, which seemed to be a branch cut at random.

  In terms of image alone, the other party looks very ordinary, like an eighty-year-old woman, the only thing that stands out is her silky black hair, which doesn't quite fit her image.

  At this moment, the old woman looked slightly puzzled, and kept looking Huang Lao up and down. Hearing the words, Mr. Huang regained his senses a little, looked at the condensed old woman, and was stunned for a moment.

'female? So it's different from what I guessed, it's not Yuelao, or Yuelao's tricks? '

  ‘No, according to the relevant records of Hongmeng Holy Land, although the laurel tree was destroyed in the third era of Ragnarok, it was controlled by Yuelao from the beginning to the end, right? '

  'Could it be that the record is wrong, Yuelao is a woman? '

  'Girl version? Moon Mother? '

  Elder Huang was thinking for a while, with a slight doubt on his face, he looked at the old woman and said, "Who are you?"

  The old lady who looked at Huang Lao was stunned for a moment when she heard such a question, then looked at Huang Lao, and answered the wrong question:

   "Originally, I heard Xiaoyan say something about fellow daoist, and I heard that fellow daoist said that he was an orphan of Shenting back then, and Xiaoyan's description of the alliance reminded me of Shenting back then.

  I thought it was someone who left behind the handwriting, or some old friend I don’t know who survived, so I brought the fellow daoist here to tell the story. Now, it seems that the fellow daoist is not the old man? "

  Yan Xiangcheng, who was listening with his head bowed, was taken aback for a moment, took a sneak peek at Huang Lao, and made no other moves.

'Ok? What do these words mean... Is she really an immortal from the age of the gods? '

  ‘And he’s a well-known figure, as long as he’s an immortal in Shenting, he should be able to spot that at a glance? '

  ‘Or she was also one of the five people who escaped from the Central Asgard? '

  ‘Is she really old? '

  Old Huang paused slightly after hearing the words, and replied: "The old Taoist never said that he is an ancient god. I only said that the root of the Blue Sky Alliance originated from the court of God."

   "Oh, is that so?" The old woman looked at Huang Lao, and said with a smile: "How can you not even know me? Daoist friends, let's talk about the real follow-up."

  Old Huang frowned again when he heard this, and replied: "Senior, not to mention that it is a very taboo question to ask someone's footsteps before we meet. Senior hasn't introduced himself so far, it seems a bit..."

The old woman heard the words, but looked at Huang Laojian, shook her head and said: "Impolite? You broke into here with the identity of Leibu Zhengshen, even if I questioned it, I should. Even if I heard that old thing Qingzhong is still alive, come here Now, I should and have to cross-examine."

'Ok? Wen Qingzhong? The head of the Six Royals of Leibu? So this is still a big guy? '

There was a flash of lightning in Mrs. Huang's heart, and his mind gradually became tense, but he said without the slightest stage fright: "Senior seems to have forgotten that it is no longer the age of Shenting. And if I remember correctly, it was the senior who led me in. Why did I break in?" ?”

   "Hehe, you mean I put on the wrong airs?" The old woman smiled and shook her head when she heard the words, as if she found Huang Lao's words a little funny.

   "Forget it, no matter who you are, come here, and use the identity of Leibu Zhengshen to sneak in here, I have to watch your feet anyway, after all... the goddess is unpredictable."

  Hearing this, Elder Huang tensed up all over his body instantly, flashing with aura, and said, "Why, senior wants to do something..."

   "Chirp..."

   "Struggle..."

   Just when the sword was on the verge of firing, a strange bird song accompanied by a crisp sound of the piano sounded, making Huang Lao and the old woman stunned.

'Ok? This is, Lan Fuyao woke up? '

  Elder Huang's heart flashed, but he didn't immediately distract himself into the spirit cultivation space to check. Instead, he concentrated on staring at the old woman in front of him. After all, this was most likely an ancient god.

  The old woman was also in a daze, looking at Huang Lao in astonishment.

   "This is..." The old woman was in a trance, and waved gently at Huang Lao.

   Seeing this, Mr. Huang, although his whole body was tense, did not feel the slightest threat, and his spiritual sense did not warn him, so he suppressed the urge to make a move.

  Following the old woman waving her hands, Huang Lao found that there were colorful light spots overflowing from his body. As the light spots overflowed, behind him, they slowly gathered into a huge golden giant bird.

  ‘This is the aura inherited by the Golden Crow? '

  That's right, this is exactly the breath of inheritance received in Tianyu Baiyue City, underground of Tianyu General Hospital.

Moreover, as the giant golden bird behind Huang Lao gathered together, there seemed to be several extremely vague figures standing beside the giant bird, but they were too blurry to be seen clearly, and it was not even clear whether it was a human figure or a human figure. what.

  Looking at this scene, Huang Lao frowned slightly: 'What kind of method is this, can the incarnation still be seen? Or was it because of what Lan Fuyao did just now? '

  At this moment, the old woman looked at the giant bird, a little stunned, but her expression was sad and respectful, and there were many complicated emotions, trance, and unspeakable loneliness.

   "The emperor? The emperor...?"

  While the old woman muttered to herself, she seemed to be caught in some distant memory, but there was a little red light in her cloudy eyes.

   Huang Lao looked at the old woman, but did not speak, and Yan Xiangcheng even lowered his head, not intending to speak at all.

   Just like that, the whole hall suddenly fell into silence.

   This silence lasted only a few breaths.

"Ok!"

  Suddenly, the illusory figure of the old woman swayed for a while, and let out a muffled groan, and the red light in her eyes gradually receded. She shook her whole body, trembling, and seemed a little unsteady.

   Judging from her appearance, she was not just lost in her memories just now, she should be deducing something.

   "Master!" Yan Xiangcheng said nervously.

  Old Huang frowned and looked at the old woman. Although he didn't feel any investigation, it was obvious that this old thing did something just now.

   "It doesn't matter." The old woman stabilized her figure and said: "It's just that I want to see some things clearly. The methods of the emperor and his old man are indeed beyond my ability to see."

  While the old woman waved her hands and spoke, she looked up at Huang Lao again, and said with a dazed expression again: "So, it seems that my eyesight is really stupid. You are right to say that you are an orphan."

   At this moment, Mr. Huang is at a loss. But he is not the Xiaobai he was back then. Based on the known information and the few words he said just now, he can probably guess something.

   Of course, obviously this is not the time to ask this. Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Elder Huang saluted again and asked, "If this junior remembers correctly, the senior hasn't answered the junior's question yet? Is the senior an ancient god?"

  (end of this chapter)