Notes on building a city in the immortal world

The clear night sky is as clean as it has just been wiped. There is no cloud, no moon, and there are few stars in the dark night. Two remnant stars, facing each other alone, but no one can do anything to the other.

So at one end of the sky, someone chuckled lightly:

"Oh, it's deadlocked again!"

Hearing this laughter, Jiuding Tianjun snorted coldly.

He waved his sleeves at the blackened astrolabe, and the few remaining stars on the edge of the astrolabe also disappeared.

Jiuding Tianjun said: "The situation in this round is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I want to review it."

"How many times have you replayed the game, haven't you never won?" The voice smiled unabashedly.

Jiuding Tianjun ignored the laughter from the other side of the sky, he grabbed a handful of stars from the chessboard and threw them on the astrolabe.

The stars gathered into the shape of a white deer, with the brightest first-magnitude star on the antlers.

Next to the first-magnitude star, there was originally a small companion star, but that companion star is now brightly lit.

Although its light is not as good as a first-magnitude star, it is getting brighter and brighter.

"All changes start with this pawn." Jiuding Tianjun said, "I thought it was a shooting star, but it settled down in this world."

"Want to observe?"

"No, destroy it!" Jiuding Tianjun said in a cold tone.

Then the voice laughed again.

"This doesn't look like your style! All along, even if the goal of the chess piece is to kill you, you tend to observe. Why are you so decisive this time?"

"This is a foreign chess piece. Even if it can bring about changes, it won't affect other world lines. The only way to end is death!" Jiuding Tianjun said, and he picked up the star from the astrolabe without politeness. .

"Hahaha, excuse!" The voice said bluntly, "Even if there is only one of them, if you can win, this world line will not be able to become the main line! After all...you don't want to win at all!"

"Crap!"

Jiuding Tianjun violently threw the star in his hand into the void.

The sound disappeared, but the sun at the end of the sky bloomed the first ray of brilliance of the day.

The days of Donghai Xianji are very boring.

To be precise, Yanyan is boring.

Yan Yan finally reached an agreement with Jingzhe—Nangong Qin carved a mark on the other party's soul, forcing the other party to agree to any agreement that would not harm it's demands other than the dragon and its race—and then let it go.

I don't know if it was the deterrent effect of the rail gun, or the warning effect from Jing Zhe. After that, the management of Xianji did not act as a demon again.

But Yan Yan has already "participated" in the final auction through the illusion created by the mirage candle, which is equivalent to saying that the most exciting event of Xianji has no secrets for him, and naturally it has no value of expectation.

In fact, nothing else has happened to shift the prophecy's track since.

A few days later, Yan Yan's desserts were qualified for the upswing auction.

After that, practitioners from other sects also came one after another. Judging from the information circulated in the market, they brought a lot of "treasures", but Yan Yan could compare them with the auctions he had seen. Even know the last bid.

Of course, it's not that there are no differences at all.

For example, Shuang Jiang, the current principal of Xianji, because "Mo Fan" no longer exists, she (possibly including other girls) escaped the fate of being "raided".

But Jin Yan was not familiar with her at all, so this change of fate of a passer-by who almost didn't know him didn't make any sense to him.

The only thing that made Yan Yan more interested was the arrival of the members of the Changhua School.

Jin Yan already knew they were coming.

Not to mention that they ordered so many display screens, it was the elders of the Changhua sect who bought a bunch of messy magic weapons at a big price at the auction composed of mirage candles!No matter how they look at it, they are a Kaizi group.

But Yan Yan didn't expect them to come like that!

When the loud suona sound pierced the morning mist, Jin Yan almost fell off the bed.

It was Nangong Qin who caught him in time: "Yan'er!"

"I'm... all right," Yan Yan said confusedly, "What was that voice just now?"

"Is there any movement from the Changhua faction?" Nangong Qin said without any surprise.

He looked at the tired-looking Yan Yan, a little annoyed that the other party disturbed Yan'er's sleep, but noticing the curiosity in Yan Yan's eyes, Nangong Qin still gestured upwards.

Suddenly the ceiling disappeared.

It didn't disappear, it just became transparent.

Yan Yan saw red, green and green things flying across the sky.

That is... the Yangko brigade?

Yan Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes and woke up in an instant.

This "Yangko Brigade" did not enter Donghaixian City immediately, but circled the inverted city several times as if fearing that others would miss it, and their musical instruments are obviously special instruments, otherwise they would not Go through the defensive cover of the inn and wake up Yan Yan.

"What the hell is this?" Yan Yan stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Nangongqin probably thought that Yan Yan didn't see clearly, so she thoughtfully performed a close-up "live broadcast" with the water mirror, and everything was clearly reflected in the water mirror.

Whether it's a Pegasus in red and green, or a disciple of the Changhua sect with a face like death.

Yan Yan was seriously pleased by the latter, he almost burst out laughing.

"Is that interesting?" Nangong Qin asked incomprehensibly.

Zhen Yan was really afraid that his ancestor would think he liked it, so he explained: "Because it's too stupid."

"It's really stupid," Nangong Qin smiled, and Yan Yan always felt that he seemed to be relieved.It seems that this ancestor also can't stand the aesthetics of Changhua School: "Changhua School will make such a big noise every once in a while, and I don't know who is showing it to."

For whom...?

Yan Yan felt that Nangong Qin's words were a bit strange, and he was about to ask, but he heard a knock on the door.

Rarely, if ever, had anyone knocked on the door of this room before.

Everyone in the inn knew that Nangong Qin and Nangong Yanyan lived in this room, so they would not knock on the door if they had nothing important to do, lest they bump into something they couldn't see.

Zhen Yan didn't think he and Nangong Qin had done anything shameful.

"someone is coming?"

Yan Yan broke free from Nangong Qin's embrace and went to open the door.

The one standing outside the door turned out to be Patriarch Youtan.

She did not follow Yanyan to Donghai Fairy Collection this time, after all, even Bailu Mountain God followed, so instead, Patriarch Youtan decided to stay at Bailu Mountain.

"Sorry to interrupt your rest."

Patriarch Youtan lowered his head, staring at his toes, worried that when he raised his head, he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and the same was true for the female cultivator of Meishe behind her.

"However, there is an urgent matter that needs to be reported to you!" Utan said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yan asked.

Could it be the "True Immortal" who came to the door?

Jin Yan was a little worried.

Patriarch Youtan didn't answer, she just looked at the floor, as if it could be conveyed.

The result really came through.

It was Nangong Qin who answered instead of her: "The great elder of the Changhua Sect went to Bailu Mountain."

Youtan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and nodded silently.

Zhen Yan looked back at Nangong Qin in surprise.

He did not understand what charade it was.

"The other party should have gone there in secret," Nangong Qin explained to Yan Yan, "In the Mahayana period, the deity is already out of destiny, and can erase his own traces. No words are needed to send messages. I just need to see the 'messenger', I know why she came here! But on the other hand, 'only' juniors at the stage of transformation, if they tell the other party's whereabouts, they will expose the other party's whereabouts."

Nangong Qin paused at this point, and added: "Of course, Yan'er, you are different. You have a part of me in you, so others can't count your actions."

"..." Which part is part of it?

The female cultivators of Meishe couldn't raise their heads, but they pricked up their ears.

After all, they didn't know about Yan Yan's tragic self-mutilation and being frightened by "true immortals" before, they were only very curious about the gossip of these two.

"That's it!" It's a pity that Yan Yan didn't continue this topic, but asked strangely, "But why did that person come to Bailu Mountain? And he came as soon as he came, why did he come secretly?"

"Maybe you're afraid of being discovered?"

"Afraid of being discovered?"

Yan Yan glanced at the sky subconsciously. The performance of the "Yangko Team" was still going on, and the suona, gongs, drums and other instruments were playing loudly. Probably everyone knew that Changhua had sent to Bailu Fairy Collection, but they probably didn't expect that the "protagonist" The elder of the Changhua School secretly went to Bailu Mountain.

"I'm not familiar with that person, I've only seen him once," Nangong Qin also looked towards the sky, "but he has a chain around his neck, which is very impressive."

"That's it!" It sounded like a story.

Yan Yan is not the kind of person who is completely uninterested in others. On the contrary, if a customer walks into his shop when he is not busy and wants to tell his story, Yan Yan will be happy to listen to it. .

Now is the time to say "very free".

In fact, he is not really idle. If he returns to Bailu Mountain, he has a lot of things to deal with, but in Donghai Xianji, there is nothing to do.

Zhen Yan said to Nangong Qin: "Then, are you going to see him?"

"What do you think, Yan'er?" Nangong Qin threw the question back.

"Go back and see what he wants to do?"

"Okay, then go back and have a look!"

"Then let's go back together...but it's inconvenient to go back from here, isn't it?" Yan Yan asked You Tan as if he remembered something, "How did you come here?"

"We built a teleportation point by the seaside of the East China Sea. Now the 'gate' of the East China Sea has been opened by the chief elder of the Changhua Sect. If you go through the 'gate' and go back from the teleportation point, Mr. Yan, you don't need a cup of tea time."

"Well, then let's go back." Yan Yan happily decided.