Notes on building a city in the immortal world

The next day, when Lu Dayong woke up, he felt dizzy.

"People are old and useless."

Lu Dayong couldn't help sighing.

Although he is in the late stage of foundation establishment, he is considered to have a relatively high level of cultivation among the villagers of Bailu Village, but seeing that there is no hope of breaking through the golden elixir, his life expectancy is only 200 years, which seems to be coming to an end soon.

But as the head of Bailu Village, he was reluctant to rest.

Recently, Bailu Village has become more and more busy.

But Lu Dayong was very busy.

The demon disaster is over, the demon curse on the villagers has been removed, and thousands of acres of spiritual fields have been opened up. The illnesses of ordinary mountain people must be cured soon, and the Bailu Mountain God should also be able to recover soon.

Not to mention that the Spirit Gathering Formation was built recently, and the practice has been smoother.

If Lu Dayong had this Spirit Gathering Formation when he was young, maybe he could become a golden elixir too!

But it's not too late now!

There are still a few villagers in Bailu Village who have a good foundation, and with the spiritual food technique, ordinary people can also have spiritual power, and they can always raise a few golden core monks in a few decades.

At that time, the White Deer Mountains would no longer be looked down upon.

Lu Dayong thought about it.

Of course, he will not forget who gave it all.

Immortal Nangong resisted the invasion of the demon clan, guarded the demons, and maintained the safety of the White Deer Mountains.

The little fairy Nangong used spiritual food to heal the people, regardless of whether they are high or low, and there is no distinction between education and education, so that Bailu Mountain has developed.

So even for repayment, Lu Dayong is willing to do anything for the Nangong immortals.

What's more, Little Immortal Nangong's request was not without purpose.

When the air ferry and the sky street were built, some villagers felt that it had nothing to do with the village, but after the sky street went to the sky, it shocked the immortal gates of Bailu City and even the entire world of cultivating immortals, and shocked those snoopers with ulterior motives. Nothing to do?

Lu Dayong also heard from Nangong Xiaoxian that this time the recruitment is not only for children, he plans to select some good-looking and clever young people to be the masters of the air ferry, and Lingtian also needs manpower, many mountain people can take advantage of this time Enrollment opportunities to change careers, no longer need to make a living from dangerous and hard hunting.

Lu Dayong was emotional just thinking about it, he didn't care about his physical discomfort, so he forced himself out of the door.

The head of Bailu Village also doesn't have the consciousness of a cultivator.

It's all in the foundation building period, even if the life span is near the end, there will be no physical discomfort.

The only "diseases" that can make a cultivator uncomfortable are injuries and curses.

Lu Dayong didn't find anything wrong. He walked out the door and felt that the village seemed to be very quiet today.

If it was in the former Bailu Village, this was of course normal. There were only about thirty people in the village, and it was normal for the whole village to look like an uninhabited village during collective retreat.

But then Zhenyan recruited students, and there were children in the village, and the atmosphere became lively.

The children are inherently restless, and they have to exercise every day, and their voices can be heard sooner or later. After the Lingtian is repaired, the workload in the village will increase. Zhenyan allows the parents of the children to come and help in exchange for Bailu Village. After the residence qualification, the village became more lively. Every morning, the voices of talking, cooking, and exercising can be heard, and these voices constitute the breath of life.

Today's Bailu Village seems to have returned to a few months ago, and these voices have disappeared.

Lu Dayong stared blankly at the quiet village, his chaotic mind couldn't figure out what happened for a while.

At this moment, a voice called out:

"Village chief, it's bad! Children! The children are all sick!"

Lu Dayong turned his head dullly and found that it was Brother Lin who was teaching the children spells.

But Brother Lin was startled when he saw the village chief.

"Village Chief, why are you...?!"

However, Lu Dayong didn't care about the other party's surprised expression, and asked anxiously: "What did you just say about the children?"

"Actually, it's not just the children, the teachers are too," Brother Lin said with a hesitant expression now, "Their bodies are red and hot, and they seem to be infected with the evil epidemic, just like...you!"

"I am like this?" Lu Dayong was stunned.

Cultivator Lin grabbed the air with his hand, took out a mirror and handed it to Lu Dayong.

Lu Dayong took the mirror hesitantly, and was startled by the face reflected in the mirror.

"Why am I so popular?!" The village head said in horror.

Brother Lin sighed.

He also just discovered this situation.

In fact, Brother Lin didn't have class this morning. Fortunately, he is already a Golden Core monk, so he didn't need to sleep. It was only after he finished his meditation that he didn't hear the usual noise from the students, so he went out to have a look.

It turned out that all the kids and teachers were down!

"This situation is unusual!" Brother Lin asked Lu Dayong nervously, "Is there any way to contact the young master?"

Even Brother Lin knew that Nangong Qin would not care about this matter.

In Bailu Village, only the village chief Lu Dayong knew how to contact Nangong Qindong Mansion.

Lu Dayong cheered up when he heard "Young Master".

He looked at Cultivator Lin vigilantly: "Why are you okay?!"

Lu Dayong did not dare to let suspicious people approach their young master at will.

Although it is said that Brother Lin was "invited" by Nangong Qin, who knows if he has any complaints in his heart!

What's more, everyone is sick, only Brother Lin's health is particularly suspicious!

"I'm still at the Golden Core Stage..." Brother Lin looked at Lu Dayong, knew his scruples, and couldn't help pointing out, "Actually, if you practice a few rounds of exercises, especially fire-type exercises, nothing will happen."

It just so happened that Lu Dayong had a fire spirit root.

He performed a round of exercises in doubt, and he really felt that his dizzy condition was much better.

But Lu Dayong didn't use his kung fu to eradicate this situation, instead his expression changed.

"This is not a plague! It's man-made!"

What can be eliminated with the fire attribute is naturally not a disease.

"You can't make such an assertion. In short, I think it's best to report to the young master." Brother Lin said vaguely.

"If you are not clear, call the young master over, what if the young master is the other party's target?!" Lu Dayong asked back.

Brother Lin seemed to want to say something, but remembering the night of the "disappearance of Caoguo class", even though Zhenyan was unscathed, Nangongqin was furious, and he closed his mouth again.

I feel that the young master has been implicated, and the end will be even more terrifying!

But Lu Dayong saw that Brother Lin was suspicious, and Brother Lin felt that the head of Bailu Village was unreliable!

After all, Bailu Village doesn't even have a sect, it's just a village formed by a group of casual cultivators, and the village head with the highest cultivation level is only at the foundation stage, not as high as that of Brother Lin, so it's natural that Brother Lin, who was born in a professional class, couldn't do it. How can I like this grass-roots team.

But apart from Lu Dayong, there is no one else to discuss with.

Brother Lin frowned and looked at Lu Dayong.

Lu Dayong didn't feel Brother Lin's hesitation, he was looking at the village anxiously: "I'm afraid it's not just the students, the village is so quiet now, I'm afraid other people will be recruited too... Damn who did it!"

Having said that, Lu Dayong turned and walked in another direction.

"village head?"

"I'm going to gather the fire roots in the village! See if I can cure the children first!" Lu Dayong said, "Children's bodies are delicate, and if their brains are burnt out, it will be bad!"

After all, it is the village head of Bailu Village. He is the only one who knows the situation of the village best, right? !

Brother Lin thought for a while, and finally said: "Should I send someone to see the nun?"

"Female nun?"

Lu Dayong was stunned for a moment before realizing that Nangong Zhenyan had arranged for some little girls to come to the village a few days ago.

If those "guests" are sick, it will be really troublesome.

But Brother Lin didn't mean that: "Last night, I came back from astrology class with the children, and I met them before."

"I always feel that it's a little strange..."

"This is too strange!" Mrs. Wen Xian also said anxiously.

She also found out that something was wrong in the morning.

Although Wenxian is also at the golden elixir stage, the female cultivators of Meishe believe that sleep is good for skin care, so they always take time to sleep, and even studied a set of exercises on how to practice while sleeping.

Moreover, Bailu Village has the help of Juling Formation, so Wenxian slept very deeply this time.

But when Wenxian woke up, he found that the air was blue.

She walked out of the room in a daze and came to the yard, only to find that the whole house was surrounded by blue mist, but the door was locked tightly, and there seemed to be a seal outside, so she couldn't get out smoothly.

But the other nuns also woke up.

Even without the blue mist, the mere fact of being locked up increased the anxiety of the nuns:

"Why lock us up?"

"Did those villagers do it?"

"Is there no one else but them? What do they want to do to us?!"

The nuns chattered in unison.

"Quiet."

Patriarch Youtan's voice came from the room.

She didn't actually show up, but the sound alone was enough to stop the chattering nuns present.

"But, Patriarch, this situation is too strange!" Mrs. Wenxian said.

In fact, she didn't think so in her heart.

But at this time, in order to stabilize the mood of the female cultivators, she also felt that there must be a good-looking person.

Wenxian then said: "Master Yan must give us an explanation!"

"I'm contacting him." Utan said.

Mrs. Wenxian was secretly relieved, she thought that Zhenyan would always give an explanation.

It's a pity that she was relieved too early, and she heard Patriarch Youtan say in a doubtful tone: "But, something happened to him! I feel that his star seems to have disappeared from this world."

"We will be killed! We will be killed by our master." Sheng Yu said, turning around, with a tear in his voice.

The black tiger also lost its usual poise. It flicked its tail anxiously, and asked, "What did you do? You killed the young master!"

"Shut up! I didn't do it at all!" The Frost Centipede 'hissed' intimidatingly, "It's just too 'good' luck, but when I checked, this kind of malfunction happened."

Frost Centipede said so and looked towards Nangong Qin's room.

In the center of the quiet room, Nangong Zhenyan was lying quietly in the blue arc.

His clothes were open, but what was exposed was not smooth skin, but a stopped mechanical heart.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Gudonggudong; 10 bottles of Hanyu; 5 bottles of a woman; 1 bottle of Zero Yuxiu and light blue shirt;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～