Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"Yan'er, is it because I killed someone that you don't want that artifact?"

When Zhenyan left Hongyelou, he heard Nangongqin's question suddenly.

"Of course not! Why do you think so?" Zhenyan said.

"...that person is not dead." Nangongqin seemed to have decided something, and slowly explained to Zhenyan, "The Mahayana period is not so easy to kill, and at this level of cultivation, it basically lives the same life as the world, so it can't be regarded as a human being. You see them sitting there as if they were human beings, but in reality they are only part of it."

Ancestor, you seem to have scolded yourself!

Zhenyan stared at Nangong Qin with wide eyes.

Nangong Qin felt a little guilty, and said vaguely, "However, I seem to be destined to kill that person."

Rather, it has been killed.

in other worldlines.

After all, the rumors that the Zhengdao League and those big sects first spread the rumors that "the demon disaster was actually retreated by oneself" and "Nangongqin colluded with demons" were not spread in vain.

They coveted Nangongqin's power, and they also coveted the "property" that Nangongqin got from the demon.

So when these sects occupied Bailu City, released rumors, wiped out Bailu Village, and reached out to Nangongqin's territory step by step before responding, they naturally jumped in front of Nangongqin.

I don't know if the lie was repeated too many times, but they all took it seriously, and some of them even came to provoke Nangongqin directly without knowing what to do.

Like the fat guy just now.

This fat man doesn't know how he got to the Mahayana stage. He is reckless and has no brains. He is the first to jump out of nine out of ten world lines.

Nangong Qin also killed him.

But among all the world lines, the fat man in this world line annoyed Nangong Qin the most.

How dare he move Zhenyan!

It's a pity that Nangong Qin couldn't completely kill this fat man like other worldlines!

The only thing that kept Nangongqin in his hand was Zhenyan's feelings.

Anyway, even Nangongqin knows the common sense that "killing people is wrong", let alone killing people in front of Zhenyan.

Zhenyan was unexpectedly indifferent to the fact that someone died in front of her.

Zhenyan was surprised that Nangongqin was explaining to herself!

You know, this ancestor never bothered to explain anything to anyone.

Not to mention the rumors of the Zhengdao League, even to Zhenyan, Nangongqin didn't explain anything about the destruction of the Nangong family at the beginning, and even Zhenyan sometimes felt that if he was the real Nangong Zhenyan, his family would be killed. He didn't show anything after killing the only ancestor, maybe he would really feel bad.

Zhenyan can actually understand.

Nangongqin has his own rules for doing things. He sat upright and stood upright, so he naturally didn't care about other people's opinions.

Zhenyan actually yearns for such an arrogant character.

Besides, no matter what Nangongqin himself thinks, he has fulfilled the responsibility that an "ancestor" should have, which is completely different from his pair of parents who are not as good as none.

Zhenyan knows that she lacks love.

Therefore, even knowing that Nangong Qin's initial concern only came from his sense of responsibility, he was determined to grab that hand.

But such Nangongqin actually cared about his opinion on his murder.

Does this mean that he is already more important than Nangongqin's "principles" and has become someone worthy of his thinking?

Zhenyan couldn't help pressing his heart.

Hmph, such a crazy idea came up!

But Zhenyan felt that he didn't seem to be mistaken, and he found worry in Nangongqin's eyes.

Zhenyan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.

"Ancestor, it has nothing to do with that fat man, I really don't want that utensil," Zhenyan said, "Actually, the intelligent core... well, it's the pagoda spirit, which can make the same type of utensils, or more advanced ones! So I looked familiar at first, then took a second look, and after I understood what it was, I felt it was useless."

"useless?"

"It's a communication device, the kind that can be used for long-distance calls. But you have to have one in your hand and one in my hand to be able to communicate. However, I bought that, and there is no one to talk to."

"...Maybe it should be bought." Nangong Qin said.

"?"

"I'm curious, who is on the other side holding this 'pair' utensil!"

Nangong Qin said coldly.

Zhenyan felt that his ancestor seemed to have misunderstood what he meant.

A mobile phone is not a "pair" utensil, but a tool that can be contacted by dialing a number.

And there is no signal station, even holding a mobile phone is useless.

But to explain this to his ancestors, he had to explain the communication engineering in the entire third technological revolution. Zhenyan didn't think it was a wise choice to talk about this topic while shopping, so he didn't explain it in depth.

Nangongqin and Zhenyan came out of Hongyelou, instead of flying directly to the next destination, they walked slowly down.

From the inside, Jianmu is also very majestic.

Its thick trunk and thick leaves far exceed the volume of ordinary trees, and even the moss on it is taller than other places, so that humans walk in it, like dwarves in a fairy tale world.

Zhenyan finally saw the aura of this giant tree.

Pale.

According to Zhenyan's observation, white is a kind of mixed aura, just like light, which also means that there are auras of various elements, which can be mixed into this state.

But these auras were imprisoned between the tree crowns before they could be released to the outside world.

If you observe carefully, the "street" where the monks walk is tightly entwined with every branch of Jianmu like a vine, absorbing all the aura into it.

"This is called the 'Spirit-Stopping Formation'," Nangongqin told Zhenyan. "Although this formation method cannot generate spiritual energy by itself like the 'Spirit Gathering Formation', it can gather scattered spiritual energy and bind it in a fixed place. The location is also convenient for practice.”

"I see."

Zhenyan nodded pretendingly, but didn't understand.

Anyway, as a "tourist", it's enough to see something rare, but the Lingling Formation sounds interesting, so Zhenyan decided to go back and study it, and maybe find a use in the White Deer Mountains.

And when Zhenyan was no longer interested in shopping, he and his ancestor flew back to the train.

The train is already very lively.

Zhenyan originally thought that the train would stay in Jianmu for three days, and the monks would go down to hang out if they couldn't bear the loneliness!Unexpectedly, when we got back to the car, there were more people than before.

"It's the first time I went to Jianmu to watch the excitement from a distance, and then I came back! It's not a day for the regular meeting, not to mention that most of their cultivation bases can't reach the top of Jianmu."

"Actually, most monks didn't go down. After all, there's 'only' three days, and it's too late to absorb spiritual energy and practice exercises. It's better to drink tea in the car."

"Instead, quite a few monks from Jianmu watched Mr. Bai's program and came up to experience it."

The nun from the Mei Society explained.

They are busy charging.

——Whether the other party intends to go to the East China Sea or not, as long as they are close to the range of the train, they will be charged. Meishe seems to have a special fairy technique to deal with the situation of Bawang Meal.

With these nuns here, Zhenyan doesn't have to worry about fare evasion.

Besides those attracted by Bai Luo's program, there are also a group of scheduled "tourists" waiting for Zhenyan.

"Mr. Zhenyan!"

When Zhenyan walked to the designated last section of the carriage, a voice still tinged with childishness rang out.

They are Zhenyan's first batch of students.

It was the first time for Zhenyan that this group of little ghosts looked at him with such enthusiasm. Even when they were feeding, they were not so excited before.

"This is the first time for me to participate in the legendary Donghai Auction!"

Even Miss Azusa ran flushed with excitement.

Azusa dyed wanted to go all her life.

The Fairy Zong Sect she joined in the past is located further to the west than Bailu Mountain. The number of places in the sect is limited. In the absence of sky trains, even if Zi Ran is the direct disciple of the Great Elder, she has to wait for the arrival of Jin Dan. .

But after Zi dyed the golden elixir, due to the deterioration of the situation in the world of cultivating immortals—to be precise, it was the major sects besieging Bailu Mountain—the Donghai Auction had to be suspended for several sessions. A world of secret realms collapsed one after another, and even the East China Sea Immortal Collection could hardly be maintained, let alone an auction.

Azusa Ran did not expect that in this life, she would have the chance to get her wish.

If Azusa Ran was so excited because he knew the value of the Donghai Auction, the other little ghosts were just like puppies being taken out for a walk, no matter where they went, it was enough to make them happy.

"Isn't that auction amazing?"

"I think it's great now!"

"My first time flying in the sky!"

"I don't know if it will fall!"

Zhenyan couldn't help coughing twice: "I took you to Donghai, not for you to play! We still have to check and accept your study results." To be precise, I want you to be child laborers.

"Understood, sir!" The group of little ghosts said in unison.

Zhenyan felt that their cuteness was just pretending.

"Mr. Nangong! I will definitely look after them!" Mr. Yu, who taught etiquette, said with a blushing face.

She looked at the children in humiliation, feeling that her usual teaching was in vain.

Zhenyan looked at the other end of the carriage, where the black tiger was lazily lying there, and the Shengyu bird turned into a little red bird, jumping around on top of its head, chatting something.

But the most eye-catching thing is a crystal white deer.

It lay down on the seat, looking noble and incompatible with the carriage.

That is the incarnation of Bailu Mountain God.

Naturally, Zhenyan couldn't just let a few mortal teachers watch over the children, so he invited these three to take care of them.

Even so, Zhenyan felt uneasy.

In fact, Zhenyan didn't want to bring the child out, but this auction is a debut for Bailushan. If there are only female cultivators from Meishe, it will be too unfair to the real Bailushan people, so Zhenyan said Bring the students out.

For the sake of safety, the children were not allowed to participate in the first half of the train journey, and they were only allowed to go directly to Jianmu through Tianjie and get on the train from Jianmu.

"It's good to let the children increase their knowledge." Zhenyan sighed.

But to be honest, Zhenyan is not good at raising children.

So after making sure that all the children were in the car, he explained a few words to the students, threw them to their teacher, and turned to go to the front car.

But Nangong Qin doesn't seem to like the appearance of children very much.

Fortunately, the ancestor went back to his own compartment as soon as he got in the car, otherwise he would definitely be unhappy.

Zhenyan was thinking about these things, and suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Ringtones.

The most classic kind.

Although the ringtones of people's mobile phones will vary in the future, generally speaking, when they hear the sound, they will still judge it as the ringtone of an incoming call.

Most people from the information age are extremely sensitive to ringtones of incoming calls.

For them, hearing this voice is like hearing their own name on the street.

Zhenyan is no exception.

Zhenyan subconsciously followed the prestige.

He saw a fat figure that he had just seen not long ago squeezing through a group of monks who had just gotten into the car.

"The ancestor didn't lie," Zhenyan muttered, "He really didn't die!"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of leaves; 15 bottles of Mao and Wang Baishi; 10 bottles of sleep;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (*╯3╰)～～?