Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"Jianmu Ferry is coming soon. Passengers getting off the train, please don't open the doors and windows at will. Please don't fly when the train is not stopped. Please take your belongings to both ends of the carriage and wait to get off. Jianmu Ferry It's almost there."

The voice of the sister Meishe reverberated softly in the carriage.

But apparently it didn't work.

Some people who were going to get off at Jianmu saw the giant tree from a distance and flew down, while those who were slower, after hearing the broadcast, directly opened the window and flew down from there.

Zhenyan was very helpless.

Because Nangong Qin did not abide by this rule.

When the train reached the sky above Jianmu, he flew directly down with Zhenyan.

While Zhenyan was flying down, he heard those monks who also went to Jianmu talking:

"Aren't you going to Donghai Xianji? What are you doing getting off here?"

"Anyway, the train will stop at Jianmu for three days, why don't we just go down and have a look?"

"waste time!"

"They are so courageous, aren't they afraid that the Zhengdao League will have opinions?"

"What I'm afraid of now is the Zhengdao League!"

"Ha ha!"

Speaking of which, in theory, it seems that we should say hello to Zhengdaomeng!

Zhenyan just remembered.

Although he moved Tianjie to Jianmu in a fit of anger and pointed the cannon at Zhengdaomeng, but since he whipped the whip, he should also give a sweet date.

When the train passed Jianmu this time, Nangongqin should also visit Zhengdaomeng. It would be best if he could say, "Since Bailushan and Jianmu are on the same continent, their interests are highly intertwined. The long-term healthy and stable development of Jianmu relationship is in line with the fundamental interests of the people of the two places and so on.”

But Zhenyan glanced at Nangong Qin's profile and dismissed the idea.

Zhengdaomeng has no right to let his ancestors make false claims.

Besides, if it wasn't for saying these words, the Zhengdao League would be obedient.

Regardless of the fact that nothing happened (or did it happen?) in the first trial run of this train so far, but if there are more trips like this in the future, even if the train does not have an accident in Jianmu, it will also happen in other parts of the journey The local government is in trouble, maybe the Zhengdao League will not admit it!

This is one of the reasons why Zhenyan must fly there in person.

He felt that he had to at least know what to do in order to cope with the problems encountered by the train in the future.

Of course, you have to relax when it's time to relax.

"Ancestor, let's go down and have a look too?" When Jianmu was about to arrive, Zhenyan suggested to Nangongqin, "I heard that Jianmu is the center of this world. I'm curious what it looks like."

"Nothing to see, just a tree."

Nangongqin said so, but he still flew towards Jianmu with Zhenyan.

Jianmu is really big.

There are quite a few people like Nangongqin and Zhenyan flying off the train, but it's nothing to mix among the monks who fly back and forth from Jianmu every day.

I don't know if it's for this reason, but the Zhengdao League didn't conduct any investigations on the people who got off the train, but some monks pointed at the dragon-like train in the air, looking very curious.

Zhenyan was even more curious about them.

Zhenyan saw that some monks were flying around Jianmu, and many of them were swaying, with expressions on their faces similar to those of constipation.

Nangongqin noticed Zhenyan's gaze and explained, "Those people are 'climbing the ladder'."

"Ladder?"

"It is said that in ancient times, Jianmu could lead directly to the upper realm. Sometimes heavenly beings would go down to the earth to look for the 'Son of Destiny', or to assist them in their cultivation, or to help them establish a country, or to fulfill their wishes, so some monks and even mortals would climb like this. Jianmu, looking for fairy fate, even now some people climb Jianmu to exercise themselves."

Nangong Qin's tone of explanation was very disapproving.

He is undoubtedly the kind of person who is not interested in "Xianyuan".

Zhenyan was a little puzzled: "Why do those people look so...in pain."

"Because Jianmu's spiritual energy is huge, the higher it goes up, the more pure it becomes. If the spiritual root is not pure enough, it will feel a little stressful."

Nangongqin said so, and tapped Zhenyan's eyebrows with her fingertips: "That's the feeling."

"?"

"?"

Zhenyan looked at Nangong Qin for a while inexplicably, but he didn't feel anything.

Nangongqin thought for a while before reacting: "By the way, you don't have spiritual roots, so you can't feel Jianmu's spiritual pressure."

"Is it great?"

Zhenyan raised his head and looked at Jianmu.

In fact, he didn't see any aura at all.

This is a very strange thing.

No matter what the attribute is, no matter whether it is harmful or harmless, as long as it is a creature with spiritual power, Zhenyan can always see some colors.

But Jianmu didn't!

Zhenyan didn't see any aura.

Zhenyan thinks this is very abnormal. As the largest spiritual tree in the world, it is impossible to have no spiritual energy, right?

"Ancestor..."

Zhenyan wanted to tell Nangongqin about this, but when he turned his head, he felt Nangongqin hugging him.

That tight hug.

"Maybe it's this feeling?" Nangong Qin said.

"What is this feeling... Are you talking about the pain of Reiatsu?!" Zhenyan asked hesitantly.

It seems that there is such a rule in the world of cultivating immortals.

When the difference in spiritual power between two creatures is too great, the one with higher spiritual power can exert pressure on the one with lower spiritual power.

For example, "Longwei" is like this.

The same is true for Nangong Qin and Wu Qian.

Even if Nangongqin is ten thousand times more handsome and beautiful than Wuqian, when he does not hide his cultivation, people's reaction to seeing Nangongqin is similar to seeing Wuqian, which is the reason for the gap in spiritual power.

Zhenyan never felt this spiritual pressure.

If it is said that Nangongqin has deliberately restrained himself from Zhenyan, then on Wu Qian's side, it can only be said that it is a matter of Zhenyan's talent.

"I think... the spiritual pressure felt by other people and the power of the hug are two different things," Zhenyan said.

"Is that so?" Nangong Qin let go of Zhenyan, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Actually, I don't know what spiritual pressure feels like."

But Nangongqin and Zhenyan are the opposite.

His aura is so pure that others cannot suppress him.

"So you can't feel Jianmu's spiritual pressure?" Zhenyan asked.

"I haven't experienced it before," Nangong Qin shook his head, "I'm at the same level as you when I first came to Jianmu, and I flew to the roof of the Zhengdao League that time, and almost got into a fight with the law enforcement of the Zhengdao League. "

Nangong Qin's tone was a little regretful.

He obviously didn't regret offending the Zhengdao League, but regretted not being able to fight with the Zhengdao League's law enforcement.

However, it doesn't seem too late now?

Nangongqin looked at the colorful light that Jianmu was staring at, with an eager expression on his face.

It's a pity that Zhenyan just smiled obediently and said: "Dharma protector or something, I don't think the whole Righteous Dao League is an opponent of our ancestors."

"That's right! It's no good to smash them!" Nangong Qin laughed.

Nangongqin paused, not knowing what to think of, and comforted Zhenyan: "Actually, it's a good thing not to feel spiritual pressure! Because only weak animals need a keen sense of pain, which will remind them that danger is coming! But some Fools associate pain with success, thinking that only by enduring pain can success be achieved.”

Nangong Qin pointed to those who were "climbing the ladder".

"However, a true genius never knows what pain is!" Nangong Qin said.

"..."

"..."

Zhenyan and Nangongqin looked at each other for a while.

Zhenyan asked, "Ancestor, where did you hear these words?"

"... Isn't it right?" Nangong Qin hesitated.

It is true that Nangong Qin did not say this, but it was his master who told him when he came to Jianmu for the first time and noticed like Yan'er that he could not feel the spiritual pressure.

Seems to make sense.

This at least explained why he was different from others, he thought Yan'er was also troubled by this, didn't he?

"Some aspects may be right." But the only thing that should not be said to Nangongqin.

Zhenyan sighed: "First, geniuses suffer pain just like ordinary people. Maybe the position is different, maybe the level is different, but even if it is a paper cut, it is the most painful thing on my body! So whether it is a genius No matter whether you are an ordinary person or not, no one has the right to comment on other people's pain."

"Secondly, mortals deceive themselves that pain will lead to success. They are not stupid, but want 'hope', because hope can make them endure pain. Even if they may not be able to reach the top of the tree for a lifetime, at least they will not lose themselves ;but a genius may reach the top of the tree directly without enduring pain, but he may find that the colorful brilliance is just an illusion, belonging to someone else, and in the end he has no pain, no hope, and that is the most terrifying..."

Having said that, Zhenyan found himself hugged by Nangongqin again.

He heard Nangong Qin's vague voice licking his ear: "What should that genius do?"

It's not good for the heart.

Speaking of which, how did I come to discuss philosophical issues with my ancestors here?

Zhenyan smiled wryly and said: "It's good to live! Since ordinary people can create false hopes in order to endure pain, then there is nothing wrong with geniuses choosing a wrong goal in order to get rid of nothingness, right? Since they are also living in this world, the most important What matters is how to live a good day!"

"As for how to live today..."

Before Zhenyan finished speaking, he heard a commotion.

Zhenyan looked around strangely, and found that not only the monks who were "climbing the ladder" stopped, but more monks flew out from the inside of Jianmu, like a flock of startled birds.

"Has today's session started?"

"almost!"

"Wait a minute, this position is occupied!"

"Help me take a place..."

Zhenyan heard them chirping.

Seeing so many people, Zhenyan suddenly noticed that he and Nangongqin were two big men floating in the air and hugging. It was a little strange.

——Although because Nangong Qin used an eye-obscuring method, no one noticed them.

Zhenyan's face suddenly turned red.

For some reason, he didn't intend to push Nangong Qin away from the beginning.

Now too.

"Yan'er?" Nangong Qin didn't care about the surrounding situation at all, but he would notice something strange about Zhenyan.

"No, it's nothing," Zhenyan said in a panic, "I was wondering, what are these monks doing...?"

When Zhenyan said that, a voice came from the air:

"My friends, good afternoon, it's time to show again, I'm Bai Luo—"

Bai Luo's big face appeared in the air.

It is the display screen of Tianjie.

Although there was originally one on the high-rise in Tianjie, for this program, Zhenyan ordered a super-large one to be hung outside Tianjie, so Bailushan and Jianmu could watch it play at the same time.

And with the broadcast of the program, the monks below became quiet.

Like ducks held by their necks, they looked up at the sky.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Zhenyan couldn't help but smile.

"How to live a good day... It would be a good way to stop and waste some time on boring things."

"Really?" Nangongqin looked at Zhenyan and said, "How can I live a good day, but I think as long as Yaner is there, it is enough!"