MTL - Code Farmer Comprehension-Chapter 913 Ten million power leveling?

  Chapter 913 Ten million power leveling?

  After Zhang Deming’s test, this kind of low-level sword only needs 5,000 experience points to condense one. If there is no limit to asking God, you can borrow half of his strength, and if you nurture it, there is no difference.

  Now he has more than 50 billion experience points to use without losing the level, that is, he can condense more than 10 million low-level swords.

  Although it is not possible to distribute it to the entire alliance, it is possible for alliance disciples above the Taiji stage to distribute it.

   With such an exaggerated hole card, no matter how lazy a person is, he will warm up every day. Tsk tsk, that's more than a thousand Tai Chi leveling,

   Not too much, a little experience every day... My god, that's 10 million!

   Posted, posted!

  Following Zhang Deming's preliminary test of the sword's "power leveling" technique, Zhang Deming's preliminary calculations, the whole person is excited, the red light is all over the face, and the injuries that were almost fine seem to have disappeared.

  For a poor man, there is nothing more exciting than seeing a chance to stay out of poverty. Excited, Zhang Deming was ready to gather the sword species and start the power leveling plan!

"Ding······"

  At this time, the monitoring elf suddenly sounded the alarm. Zhang Deming regained his senses slightly, temporarily suppressed his excitement, and came to the spirit cultivation world.

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  In the world of nurturing spirits, on the chaotic sky, monitoring elves flickered rapidly.

  Zhang Deming waved to him, and the monitoring spirit flew down. Before Zhang Deming could ask a question, two messages popped up directly.

   "The identity of the long-term detection, monitoring, and analysis target 'original IP tracker' has been thoroughly confirmed, and they are the three goddesses of the ancient gods.

  According to the database information and the mastermind's previous experience, it is concluded that the other party has a special interest in the mastermind, please be cautious.

  The current firewall can completely isolate its remote tracking. But the mastermind's current cultivation base is insufficient, please be careful when meeting with reality. "

  Zhang Deming looked at the first message, and frowned slightly. He had already guessed about this result, so there was no surprise, and he waved his hand to look at the second message.

   "I found that Yan Xiangcheng, the long-term monitoring target, has an abnormal reaction. Please mastermind to finalize the solution!"

   "Huh? Yan Xiangcheng is abnormal?" Looking at the message, Zhang Deming's complexion changed slightly. If I remember correctly, Yan Xiangcheng seemed to be at Tianyu's side before, taking advantage of the disaster to summon his soul, right?

   "Could it be that there is a problem with the promotion because of the absorption of too many souls?"

   "Basic information shows that Yan Xiangcheng has successfully advanced to Seven Stars!" The monitoring elf replied.

"Seven Stars? Ha, it seems that he has become a beneficiary when the catastrophe broke out. Wait, since he is already Seven Stars, what's wrong?" Zhang Deming frowned slightly, and said, "Show the current monitoring screen !"

   "The other party is in an abnormal area, unable to monitor, and the interference is serious. We can only initially locate the other party, and the mastermind needs to handle it personally."

  The reply of the monitoring elf made Zhang Deming stunned again. For so many years, there are not many people who can block him from peeping at the light spot target.

   Except for the three goddesses who completely blocked him once, they can only initially locate the target, and nothing else can be monitored. It can be said that they are ranked second!

   "Tsk tsk, this guy has a lot of secrets!" Zhang Deming whispered, without making a decision immediately, but said: "Play the record before he disappeared. Well, let's start with the reason why he joined the group."

   "The time span is as long as half a year, and at the speed of the main brain's divine sense, it will take several days to read it in one go. The current time is tight, do you want to enable simple cutting?"

   "Cut it!"

  "Data collation..."

  "Key points are being screened..."

   "Cutting..."

   "Cut done!"

  As the log of the monitoring elves stopped beating, Zhang Deming noticed that the light curtain in front of him changed for a while, and a video movie-like screen began to play.

  The connection of time seems to be the time when Yan Xiangcheng asked for a substitute for Qiankun. As for the location, it looks like it should be the blessed place of Yuqing Temple, the guest reception.

  In the picture, Yan Xiangcheng is alone in the guest hall, waiting quietly. It seems that he has been waiting for a long time.

  At this time, a middle-aged Confucian scholar walked in, Yan Xiangcheng immediately stood up, took two steps forward to greet him, seemed to be familiar with him, looked at him and asked, "How?"

  The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "The dean disagrees with you!"

  Yan Xiangcheng frowned, and said: "You won't even meet me? That's our sect's territory. It's okay to be sealed by you now, and I, my own person, is not allowed to go? How can this be unreasonable?"

  The middle-aged man spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "What's the use of telling me this, what can I do with my cultivation and status? It was ordered by the Holy Land back then!"

  Yan Xiangcheng was silent for a moment, and said: "Forget it, since you are not willing, I will go to the Holy Land for a parade!"

   "What do you want to do?" The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this!

   "What are you doing? What else can you do! Of course I want to go back to the sect! Since the temple master doesn't want to meet, I can only think of other ways. Even if this matter goes to the Holy Land, I will go back in a fair manner!" Yan Xiangcheng said.

  The middle-aged man looked at Yan Xiangcheng and said, "Go back? I know how your ghost streamer was made. Do you think the dean, uncle, and old man don't know?

   How many of you are still going back? The uncles turn a blind eye and don’t care. You are still not satisfied now, and you still want to unseal the sect so that you can go back in a justifiable way?

   Do you think that the sect will openly support your failure to refine your soul if you make trouble in the Holy Land? You have to know that soul refining is the way of magic, this is the fundamental iron law established by the three holy places back then! "

  Yan Xiangcheng shook his head and said, "I didn't refine this soul, they entered it themselves!"

   "How much difference is there for outsiders? Even the Holy Soul Dao is not allowed. After all, voluntary and being voluntary, once the difference in cultivation level is large, the boundary will not be clear at all!" The middle-aged man said speechlessly.

  Yan Xiangcheng didn't say much, got up and walked out.

   "You...you escaped a catastrophe on a rare occasion, wouldn't you like to live well?" Looking at Yan Xiangcheng who was walking out, the middle-aged man said.

  The middle-aged man's words from behind made Yan Xiangcheng's movements pause slightly, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and said: "Senior brother, you won't understand!

   If you really want to understand, first go to the Du family of Tianji Pavilion to be a shadow guard, and try their "Shan·Ying" life-death contract bond binding, and you will understand! "

   "Forget it, I don't plan to touch the couple of monks or anything! Besides, it's two men signing a contract, living and dying together!" the middle-aged man said.

   "So...brother, you won't understand my business." After Yan Xiangcheng finished speaking, he stopped talking and walked out quietly.

   "Alas... Nie Yuan!" The middle-aged man sighed, shook his head, and stopped talking.

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  The screen changed, and suddenly jumped to Hongmeng Holy Land, in an extremely majestic hall, Yan Xiangcheng knelt in the center of the hall, as if he was a different person, with an indifferent expression on his face.

  He has a Liuhe overhaul in front of him, holding an imperial scroll in his hand. The other party glanced at Yan Xiangcheng indifferently, then opened the scroll and began to read:

  "After the ruling of the elders, the verdict is as follows: Yan Xiangcheng, a casual cultivator, did not respect the teachings, did not know how to repent, and even increased his profits, refining his soul into the way of the devil.

  Considering that he has no grievances, no job debts, and has the image of a holy soul.

  However, according to the review regulations of the Soul Refining Demon Dao, he could not prove that the soul in the banner was "voluntarily" refined, and he did not have any other evidence. Therefore, he could not be exempted from punishment, and it was decided to give him a lighter punishment.

  Punishment: Tianyuanya, Shafeng Valley, cold iron collarbone, Shafeng forging body, Yuanya has thought about it for three thousand years, and can't get out without calling! "

  After Liuhe Daxiu finished reading, he gave Yan Xiangcheng a cold look, and with a simple move, several law enforcement disciples of the Five Elements Stage stepped forward and pressed Yan Xiangcheng down.

  Yan Xiangcheng was speechless the whole time, surprisingly quiet, as if accepting his fate.

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  The screen changed again, in a canyon like a moat. Between the cliffs on both sides, chains as thick as arms stretched out, fixing Yan Xiangcheng in the center of the canyon.

  His limbs were pierced by chains, and his whole body appeared in large characters and was fixed in the sky of the canyon. The fierce wind blew violently, like a strange wind blade scraping across his body, leaving countless tiny wounds.

  At this moment, the other party's clothes were ragged, and there were wounds all over his body, with bloodstains coming out, which could not heal for a long time. Obviously, the wind in this place is not so good.

  A head of long hair has been scattered, dancing with the wind, looking very embarrassed. But he closed his eyes and meditated, unmoved, unusually calm.

   "You are quite calm!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

  Yan Xiangcheng closed his eyes, opened his eyes indifferently, and saw the illusory figure in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure, and said calmly:

   "Yan thought that someone would come, but didn't expect that it would be the Holy Master himself. It's really an honor!"

  Qian Yu looked at his reaction, and said in astonishment: "Oh, did you expect it?"

   "The matter of Yan has been weird since he entered the Holy Land. Apart from other things, my background is not a big secret to the Holy Land, but I am classified as a casual cultivator?

   Moreover, it is not normal to settle on such a result in just a few days. And a certain one thinks that he didn't offend any family in the Holy Land, so there must be an explanation for all these weirdnesses, right? "

  Yan Xiangcheng looked at Qian Yu and said calmly. Qianyu looked at Yan Xiangcheng, but didn't answer.

  Yan Xiangcheng paused, probably because of Qianyu's identity. Although he could maintain his composure, he didn't dare to continue to fight. He was silent for a moment, and said directly: "Yan is from..."

"Stop!" Without waiting for Yan Xiangcheng to say anything, Qianyu immediately stopped the other person's words, saying: "I don't want to know anything about you, no matter what my previous experience, or the origin of the soul-calling banner, I don't want to know anything, and I don't want to know either! "

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  (end of this chapter)