Notes on building a city in the immortal world

This time there is no problem of different field of view.

Graffiti on the ground is graffiti.

In other words, ghosts.

At first glance, it seems to be the same thing, but thanks to the fact that Nangong Qin and Wu Qian are studying runes all day long, Yan Yan understands the basic method of drawing runes even though he has not studied this aspect at all.

He knew that the runes looked like graffiti, but depending on their functions, they had a very strict format, and even had quite strict requirements on the font of the text.

Because of this, Yan Yan can roughly recognize the god-inviting rune.

Such runes are rare.

It is very difficult to "invite" a real god, except that the "real name" of the god is required, and even the runes themselves must be the "handwriting" of the god.

Yan Yan felt that this was similar to the signature on a checkbook.

There is no "authentic trace" of the gods, and the so-called "invoking the gods" is nothing more than summoning some ghosts and monsters with ill intentions pretending to be gods, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more powerful the fakes summoned are, and some of them are actually summoned. "Gods" came, but gods with unknown origins are actually more terrifying than demons and ghosts.

Therefore, generally at the level of the Mahayana period, such runes are generally not used.

Even Jin Yan knew about it.

What's more, the disciples of the Changhua Sect are missing now. Is there any use for me to be distracted here?

Master Huang Yu obviously has the same doubts:

"It's too dangerous to 'invite the gods' in this kind of place! It's easy to attract the existence of demons and the like, and! If it's a true immortal who is good at divination and easy counting! Please bring out the ancestors of the Zhu Yan clan, He also won't know where the disciples of our sect have gone!"

"Wait, are you looking down on my ancestor?" Zhu Yan asked.

"No, I didn't mean that." Huang Yu said with a headache.

He wanted to explain something, but Zhu Yan waved his hand impatiently:

"Go away if you don't mean that, don't disturb me and invite my ancestor!"

"Xiaoyu, you have too much heart," Wang Mingzhi also said with a smile, "Anyway, there are no other clues, so it's okay to ask the ancestor of Zhu Yan's clan, anyway, he is also a true immortal."

"Master..."

"Moreover, this is also to find out the strength of Nangong Qin's strength." Wang Mingzhi said seriously.

Daoist Huang Yu was stunned, his expression became serious. .

Wang Mingzhi explained: "I originally wanted to see it for myself, but now I find that this plan is not working."

"It's really too dangerous to try it yourself," Zhu Yan nodded in approval, "That guy is very powerful."

Master Huang Yu glanced at Zhu Yan in confusion.

He didn't know who Zhu Yan said was "strong".

Nangong Qin?

Or the "Nangong Immortal" who came here with them?

Zhu Yan, who has no brains but well-developed limbs, can be said to be "powerful", so it is really powerful, right?

"Our Changhua faction must understand this before we can grasp the bottom line of the negotiation." Wang Mingzhi said.

This is indeed the style of the chief elder of the Changhua School.

Wang Mingzhi looks like Zhu Yan, a reckless man who doesn't know how to use his brain, but in fact he is very careful and smart.

Otherwise, in the world of cultivating immortals, where the weak are prey to the strong, they would have dug two inexhaustible spiritual mines, and they would have been murdered and seized for their treasures. They could keep these two spiritual mines openly and make their sect bigger, which is enough to prove Wang Mingzhi's brains.

Then he knew how powerful Nangong Qin was, so he had to check it out for himself, which seemed to make sense.

Daoist Huang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kind of thing, you can tell me from the beginning," Huang Yu said, "But what does this have to do with summoning the ancestors of Zhu Yan's clan here?"

"To test the strength of the opponent's strength, confronting with Reiatsu is the fastest method." Wang Mingzhi said.

"It's also the most dangerous." Zhu Yan added.

Wang Mingzhi continued: "If you don't care about the time, it is also a way to go to the place where the opponent has fought to measure the remaining spiritual power, but this is too slow, but since Nangongqin has fought in such a place, the matter is simple .”

"Summoning 'true immortals' and 'gods' in places like this where there used to be space cracks, they respond to the summoning power to squeeze this boundary, making everything appear 'real'."

"That way, it's clear at a glance how powerful Nangong Qin's remaining power is."

This explanation is very abstract, and Yan Yan's cultivation level is not enough, so I am confused.

If Nangongqin was here, he could tell Yan Yan that, in fact, Jin Yan had already experienced a similar situation once.

That's when Gu cheated Yan Yan's heart (Gu: No, I was cheated, okay!).

It's just that Yan Yan's cultivation base was too low at that time, and the eighth floor was too far away from the real bottom layer, so what Yan Yan saw was only the part of himself as a "traveler", while Nangong Qin's strength was too strong. , the entire soul was bounced to other levels, and was blocked by another "Nangong Qin".

But this kind of explanation is enough for Huang Yuren.

"So that's how it is," real Huang Yu murmured, and he suddenly looked at Wang Mingzhi strangely: "Master, you didn't mean to let the younger brother and the others disappear on purpose, did you?"

"What do you think?" Wang Mingzhi smiled without saying a word.

Master Huang Yu seemed to want to complain about something, but he didn't speak.

Zhu Yan saw that there was no disagreement between the master and the student, so he started the ceremony of inviting the gods.

Mobai asked, "Mr. Nangong, are we going to stop them?"

"No need." Yan Yan shook his head, "It's good to let them see the strength of their ancestors, so as to save these people from making troubles all day long."

"That's true."

Mo Bai thought about Nangong Qin's strength, shuddered, and had no objection.

Zhen Yan also looked at Wang Ming and his group, especially Zhu Yan.

In fact, Zhu Yan's actions were reported before.

Just like when Nangongqin saw Youtan and knew that Wang Mingzhi had come to Bailu Mountain, Zhu Yan saw Wang Mingzhi and seemed to know what was going on through the unique communication method of the Mahayana period.

"The old boy seems to want to see the seniors of our clan who have ascended to the ascension. Immortal Nangong also said that he wants to see it, so do you want to come together?" Zhu Yan said at the time, "Don't worry! That old boy should have no malicious intentions. , I think he came here because he wanted to hug his thigh!"

Whose thigh are you hugging?

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

But at that time Nangong Qin and Wu Qian were also there.

"Alright, save me the trouble." Nangong Qin agreed lightly.

Yan Yan didn't understand what the ancestor meant by this.

But since Nangong Qin said that, even though Yan Yan had some doubts about Wang Mingzhi's actions, he didn't interfere, and just followed the way from the sidelines, wanting to see what the other party was going to do.

However, even though Yan Yan's eyes widened, he didn't understand what Zhu Yan was doing.

Only at the last moment, Yan Yan "heard" a very exaggerated voice.

"—"

The sound was very close, yet very far away, as if it was loud enough to shatter a person's eardrum, yet so light that it didn't exist.

Yan Yan forgot how to react for a while.

"Don't listen, Yan'er, your cultivation is not enough."

At this time, a pair of hands gently blocked Yan Yan's ears.

Yan Yan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but the other party held him so tightly that he couldn't turn his head.

However, in the blink of an eye, the surroundings turned black.

If you want to talk about it, the whole world has been reduced in dimension again.

Coming out of the elevator, it seems to have changed from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, and now it is from two-dimensional to one-dimensional.

For example, the bush in front of Yan Yan is no longer a green and red stick figure, but a row of words.

A jumble of shrub-like patterns lined up with "shrub" and other gibberish words.

Look at Mo Bai next to him.

He is not in the shape of a human, but the main body is composed of the words "Mobai", and then "Mahayana period", "Head of the Fairy Zong Sect" and other garbled characters constitute the detailed "human being". ".

This is obviously a downgrade caused by Yan Yan's "not enough configuration".

But Yan Yan at least has the qualifications to enter this space, like the real Huang Yu, who doesn't even have the qualifications to enter here.

Seeing this, Zhen Yan wanted to turn around even more.

He wanted to see if the person who blocked his ears was made up of the three characters "Nangongqin".

Too bad he couldn't move.

Yan Yan had no choice but to sigh: "When did you come?"

"I've always been there." Nangongqin replied, "It's just that the location of □□ is different."

Have you been in this one-dimensional world?

Yan Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that this ancestor had really worked hard.

Wang Mingzhi also noticed the movement here.

——It's better to say that he had already paid attention to Yan Yan on this side, but Nangong Qin's appearance still surprised him.

"I didn't expect the real Nangong Immortal to be there!" Wang Mingzhi said.

Of course, Wang Mingzhi is mainly composed of his name "Wang Mingzhi", but the difference between him and Mo Bai is that there is a string of "lock" characters at a position similar to his neck.

This string of "lock" characters twisted and hung in the air, and finally connected to Huang Yu's body.

Yan Yan didn't understand what this meant.

Wang Mingzhi himself didn't seem to have any reaction to the string of "lock", he only spoke frivolously to Nangong Qin.

Nangong Qin obviously didn't like what he said: "What's 'real'? Anyway, it belongs to my Nangong family!"

As Nangong Qin said this, his hand touched Zhen Yan's cheek from his ear.

At this time, the strange voice has disappeared, but this posture still can't turn the head, Yan Yan is very surprised that he can feel it even when he has turned into words.

——Hmm, did it become text?

Yan Yan couldn't lower his head to see what his body looked like.

I don't know if it was Yan Yan's illusion, but he always felt that other people's reactions to him and Nangong Qin were a little strange.

To be precise, the positions of other people's faces—probably faces—have words like "surprise" and even "horror".

It is hard to say whether this kind of world is easier to understand.

The others didn't know what Yan Yan was thinking.

"Yes, this is also Immortal Nangong." Wang Mingzhi agreed casually, but his tone became more serious, "However, since you came in person, it will be easier to talk about it."

"I... came here to seek cooperation!"

Having said that, Wang Mingzhi bent his body.

Because he is a literal relationship, I don't know if he is saluting.

"However, after seeing you, I understand that 'cooperation' is impossible, and it would be more appropriate to say 'ask for help' without losing your self-esteem."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 49 bottles of Moke Wangyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (*^▽^*)