Notes on building a city in the immortal world

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kitchen? !

Zhenyan stood firm, and when he opened his eyes again, he thought he had traveled through time again.

Traveled back.

He found himself in a familiar kitchen. The white fluorescent lamps reflected on the white walls, making the surroundings appear spacious and bright, while the silver stoves were lined up, and the seasoning table at the back was full of colorful seasonings. Almost wanted to cry.

Zhenyan reached out to touch the seasonings, but there was a light on his shoulder, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind.

Zhenyan turned her head in doubt and looked back, only to find that it was Nangong Qin who slid off her shoulder.

"Ancestor!" Zhenyan was taken aback.

He hurriedly bent down, trying to help Nangong Qin up.

But Nangong Qin had returned to his adult appearance at this moment, and fell to the ground with his eyes closed, and his whole body was wet, heavy and hot to the touch, and Zhenyan felt like he was grabbing a red-hot iron.

Only then did Zhenyan remember that before he was pulled into the black hole, it was Nangongqin who vaguely covered his eyes.

Thinking about it, Nangong Qin was also in a hurry at that time, because it was inconvenient to use the child's body, so it would only return to its original appearance, but it also made Yang Lingshui covered his body again.

Zhenyan didn't care about the enthusiasm of the other party, he fished the other party's body in his arms, and shouted nervously:

"Ancestors! Ancestors!"

It's a pity that Nangong Qin's eyes were still closed tightly, and there was no reaction at all.

But at this time, another voice sounded:

"Hee hee, no matter how much you call your ancestors, there will be no response! After all, they are just people who have nothing to do with each other. It is rare to have such an opportunity, why don't you consider going back to your own world? A foreigner."

"Yan'er!"

When Zhenyan called Nangongqin, Nangongqin also called him.

It's a pity that Zhenyan couldn't see, Nangongqin's soul was standing beside him.

It's just that, unlike the shiny white kitchen that Zhenyan saw, the space where Nangongqin's soul resides is completely black, with nothing left. Even Zhenyan is just a black shadow in Nangongqin's eyes.

Even so, Nangongqin's heart ached when she saw Zhenyan hugging her body and calling to her.

"This is Nangong Zhenyan? Why does it feel different?"

Beside Nangongqin, there was another figure exactly like Nangongqin.

Also Nangong Qin.

His appearance, color and even temperament are no different from Nangong Qin's. He is not the Xibei of the Frost Centipede, nor does he have the hostility of the heart demon, but his expression is colder—after all, "Zhenyan's Nangongqin" looked at Zhenyan The face was worried, while the other one just seemed to see an unrelated passerby, without being shaken in the slightest.

"There are different 'lines' in the first place, and there are differences of course."

Nangong Qin disagreed.

He knew that that was also his "self", the "self" in another world.

This is the way of self-cultivation. While continuously increasing one's cultivation, one will also understand the truth of this world and even the universe.

Especially in the refining period, you can know that every choice you make will produce a different world.

And when it comes to the integration period, you will have the opportunity to see the difference in the world under different choices.

For example, what would happen if I didn't have a younger brother, what would happen if I didn't meet my master, what would happen if I got married according to my parents' request, what would happen if I didn't go to the White Deer Mountains...even, what would happen if the Nangong family didn't die? !

Some people's life will be like a nurturing game, with 360 five endings, and many choices are doomed to disagreement;

Some monks will be obsessed with the choice of "if I..." at that time, and they will not be able to improve their cultivation.

But Nangong Qin basically didn't have this trouble.

His life is like a straight line without too many nodes. Even if he made other choices at the time, he would eventually return to a similar route.

The only huge disagreement was before the Nangong family was wiped out.

But that didn't seem to be his choice, but other things made the difference. Nangong Qin followed it up for a while, and found that the extermination of the door still happened, and he still smashed the Lingxiao Palace, so he didn't look there any more.

After all, all the worst things have happened, and it doesn't help how much you look at other worlds.

Nangongqin felt that as long as she had a clear conscience, it would be fine.

Because of this, he never expected to meet his "self" in another world!

This is an extremely dangerous signal.

Because there is only one "self" in each world, the soul will travel to other worlds only when it is extremely unwilling, and take its own body when it is most vulnerable.

"However, I'm in poor condition now, and it's just 'poor'," Nangong Qin said, staring at 'myself', "I won't give up my body."

"I don't want it either," another Nangong Qin looked at him strangely, "Is life interesting?"

"..." must be meaningless.

At least Nangong Qin has no interest in restarting her boring life.

Even if it weren't for Zhenyan, he wouldn't care much about being taken away by himself.

Nangong Qin felt that the other "self" was the same.

Thinking of this, he asked strangely: "Then what are you doing here?!"

If he hadn't been stopped by this guy, he would have gone back to Zhenyan.

"I just think that your line is longer than the others." That "Nangong Qin" said thoughtfully.

But the other party looked at "Nangong Zhenyan", but shook his head again: "The result is still not fundamentally different."

Nangong Qin's expression sank.

It seems that Zhenyan still disappointed himself in other worldlines.

Nangongqin had a premonition when he saw the heart demon.

Demons are projections of resentment.

It mostly comes from itself, but can also be affected by other worldlines.

Looking at the appearance of her inner demon, Nangong Qin knew why the other party was born-theoretically, it has nothing to do with Zhenyan-the other party chattered about Zhenyan, it must have been done by Zhenyan from other world lines What.

So, what did Zhenyan from other worldlines do to disappoint herself?

Nangong Qin wanted to know, but didn't really want to know.

Just during this hesitation, he saw a white shadow appearing in front of Zhenyan, and said:

"Hee hee, no matter how much you call your ancestors, there will be no response! After all, you are just people who have nothing to do with you. It is rare to have such an opportunity. Don't you consider going back to your own world? A foreigner."

What do you mean?

Nangongqin frowned when the other party said that she had "no relationship" with Zhenyan.

They are not unrelated!

Zhenyan didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and immediately asked the other party: "Go back? How do you let me go back?!"

"Just give me your heart."

Saying so, the white shadow stretched out its hand, but pointed at Nangong Qin.

Zhenyan was obviously taken aback.

I don't know if he was pretending to be stupid, or he didn't notice the other party's pointing, but instead took out the fragments of the water mirror: "You mean, the heart of a real fairy?"

"Of course not." Bai Ying immediately denied, "Although I really want this, but without the heart of a real fairy, even I can't send you back across the border."

It's lying.

It's just sending it back to the original place, so it's not that difficult.

Nangong Qin thought.

But he could tell that Zhenyan's "going back" mentioned by the other party and his own "going back" didn't seem to be in the same place.

"...Then whose heart do you want?" Zhenyan paused, but asked.

Zhenyan finally sensed the other party's malicious intentions, and his tone was vigilant and uneasy.

"Hehehe, of course it is the heart of the living." Bai Ying said.

But it didn't dare to say Nangong Qin's name directly.

Because the name is a kind of "connection".

In fact, although Nangongqin was stopped here by "myself", it was not easy to fight with "myself" because it would destroy the space, but as long as someone called his name, Nangongqin could return to his body.

Both Zhenyan and Baiying are fine.

It's a pity that Zhenyan doesn't know.

Bai Ying knew it, but deliberately didn't say it.

Zhenyan didn't know about Bai Ying's concealment, but when he heard the other party's malice, he immediately shook his head: "The heart of the living? Wouldn't it be dead if I gave it to you? Don't give it!"

"Hee hee, I won't die. In the Mahayana period, even if the body is destroyed, it is not so easy to die," Bai Ying said very blatantly, but it looked at Zhenyan hugging Nangongqin tightly, but never He took out something from his arms: "If it makes your conscience feel better, you can also use this to fill it—"

That is a heart.

mechanical heart.

It is made of gears and springs, powered by spirit stones, and it rotates creakingly, which seems to be prone to myocardial infarction.

"Using this heart, even mortals can continue to live!" Bai Ying said with a smile: "The only flaw is that he can no longer practice, but it is already in the Mahayana period, and practice is meaningless at all. Besides, he cannot practice. If you can't survive the tribulation, can't you stay by your side?"

"..." Hearing what the other party said, Zhenyan didn't answer right away.

He hugged Nangong Qin's hand but made a movement like grasping and releasing it.

Obviously, the other party's words seemed to have moved him.

Seeing this, Nangong Qin felt a little complicated.

Another "Nangong Qin" didn't let herself go: "He will agree."

Nangong Qin looked at "myself".

The other one continued cruelly: "This condition is not harmful to him at all, only beneficial, and there is no reason not to agree."

Nangongqin looked at Zhenyan, and said slowly, "But if it's Yan'er, why not give it to him?!"

Nangong Qin is not a fool, he has such exaggerated power, there are not many people who want to use him since he was a child, and it can even be said bluntly, including his parents and relatives, there is no one who does not want to use him.

Nangongqin has long been used to it.

He didn't think Zhenyan was an exception.

Nangongqin is sometimes even willing to be used by people he likes.

For example, Nangong Zhenyan.

Yes, he will.

Nangongqin doesn't mind giving her heart if Zhenyan asks for it.

But if Zhenyan agrees to the other party here, he will be very disappointed, very disappointed.

Because in this way, Zhenyan is no different from others.

Thinking of this, Nangong Qin closed his eyes.

He didn't want to know Zhenyan's answer.

Therefore, he did not see the expressionless look of surprise on the other "self", as if "he was willing to give his heart to Nangong Zhenyan" was very strange.

On the other hand, Nangong Zhenyan didn't know about Nangongqin's entanglement.

He made a decision.

Unfortunately, it was the direction Nangong Qin didn't want.

"How can I be sure if what you say is true?" Zhenyan asked.

This sentence is almost equivalent to a promise.

The white figure widened his smile, and the corners of his crescent-like mouth almost reached his cheeks.

"Foreigner, if you don't believe me, we can make a 'soul oath'."