Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Wang Mingzhi's voice concealed fear, but it also contained excitement.

If Yan Yan can see his expression now, he will find that it is not a simple expression that can be described in words. If he insists on describing it, it is more like a person buried underground seeing a ray of light, a person imprisoned in hell I saw a spoon.

While hope arose, there was a disproportionately greater proportion of despair.

Rather, he wants "the end" more than hope.

This is Nangong Qin's most annoying expression.

It is also the look he sees most often, especially on the people of Bailu Mountain.

When those people saw Nangong Qin, most of them had the same expression.

They were tortured by the monster race, and they survived under the protection of the Bailu Mountain God. Although they were accidentally rescued by Nangong Qin, they did not believe that Nangong Qin alone could stop such a large-scale monster race invasion, so they showed such an expression .

Really, since living is so painful, why not just die?

Looking at these mortals, Nangong Qin sometimes thinks like this.

Nangongqin also didn't like to see these mortals struggling, so she finally stayed in this land and expelled all the monster races.

Unfortunately, the effect is not very obvious.

The "pollution" brought by the demons is too serious, and it cannot be removed by ordinary power, so those mountain people still have to live in fear.

These mountain people still call Nangong Qin a "benefactor" and are grateful for everything he has done.

Nangong Qin just thought it was ridiculous.

From time to time, he felt that maybe killing those mortals and demons together at the beginning would be the complete "salvation".

This situation was not completely changed until the "Nangong Yanyan" came.

Those mountain people were truly liberated from the nightmare of the demon disaster.

"again!"

Now, looking at Wang Mingzhi's face, Nangong Qin thought so.

He felt that it was better to beg Yan'er directly when the other party came to beg him, because Yan'er was the one who understood what "salvation" was.

This is what Nangong Qin thought and said: "Even if you say 'help', I can't do anything."

"No, I don't ask you to do anything," Wang Mingzhi said, "I just want you to continue."

"continue?"

"—Yes," Wang Mingzhi looked at Yan Yan at this time, his tone was a little strange, "This 'Nangong Immortal' must be a 'foreigner' from another world!"

"Ugh?!"

The ones who were completely taken aback by Wang Mingzhi's words were Mo Bai and Zhu Yan.

Yan Yan's shoulders couldn't help trembling.

Although he felt that Nangongqin knew his origin long ago, he was still very uncomfortable being exposed in person like this.

Wang Mingzhi didn't know how big a bomb he dropped.

He just continued on his own: "I have encountered similar existences before. Although many foreigners want to hide their origins, and even behave like people in this world obey the mundane precepts, but in In the details, they will more or less have little 'inventions' to make corrections to our world-"

"For example, the sky train and phantom display invented by 'Nangong Immortal'."

"Ah, I'm not saying it's bad. On the contrary, I've discovered a long time ago that most of the 'secret realms' in our world are actually debris from other worlds. The edge of our world just wants to use us to search for useful substances inside, dig them out, and even take them to ascension."

"Being recognized by true immortals shows that other worlds have their own uniqueness."

... Wow, you really said something extraordinary as if nothing had happened.

Yan Yan looked at Wang Mingzhi completely dumbfounded.

Mo Bai couldn't help but asked, "Do you know... the truth about a true immortal?"

"The truth?" Wang Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, but then nervously denied: "I don't know, I don't know! Our Changhua Sect only got rich when we came to my side, and there is not a single person in our sect who has ascended. They are completely nouveau riche. How could you possibly know about Master Zhenxian!"

Mo Bai looked at Wang Mingzhi with distrust.

Wang Mingzhi laughed dryly: "Of course, it would be too hypocritical to say that I don't know anything at all. I'm just speculating on the secret realm I've explored."

We (we) have also explored those secret places, why don’t we (we) know!

Mo Bai and Zhu Yan, especially Mo Bai, suddenly felt that their previous exploration of the secret realm was in vain.

"Some secret realms (worlds) are very powerful. It seems that ordinary people can live conveniently without spiritual power," Wang Mingzhi said in admiration, and looked at Yan Yan: "Did you come from such a world?"

"...Yes." Yan Yan replied with a dry voice.

Yan Yan's attention was all on Nangong Qin behind him, he wanted to judge the thoughts of the 'ancestor' at this moment through the other party's movements and breathing, but unfortunately he couldn't feel anything, even Nangong Qin stroked his fingers on Yan Yan's face None moved.

Yan Yan only heard his own vocal cords talking to Wang Mingzhi as if he had self-awareness: "But I'm definitely not the first one you meet, right? Others can too..."

"Others can't!" Wang Mingzhi said, he was very straightforward, "Others don't have an 'ancestor' like you."

"..."

Wang Mingzhi smiled as if apologizing: "I seem to be too blunt, but other worlds are also very powerful, but since they will be broken into fragments, they will be pulled to us by the real gods to become 'secret realms', which means that those worlds will not be destroyed in the end." win?"

"So, 'foreigner' is not the point."

"But we local people are even worse. We have been their livestock from the beginning."

Saying so, Wang Mingzhi pulled the "lock" on his neck.

"Do you know why I want to talk to you in this kind of place? Because everyone is their eyes and ears, as long as they have spiritual roots, they will be like this!"

"Including my apprentices."

"...I even suspect that the 'spiritual roots' were planted by them in the first place!"

"How is this possible?!" Zhu Yan couldn't help but said, "Do you have any evidence?"

The spiritual root has always been the source of pride for a cultivator, so he naturally cannot accept doubts.

"That's not true," Wang Mingzhi said with a wry smile, "Although I found clues in the history of the ancient times, it's a pity that there are no clues at all. All the ancient sects disappeared in the battle between immortals and demons... Ah, the last sect seems to be here. The generation of Bailushan, right? It is said that the real immortals personally wiped out the family, so nothing remained, but a crack was opened, and monster races invaded one after another."

So, don't say such important settings casually!

Yan Yan complained in his heart.

But the sect of Bailu Mountain...isn't it the "spiritual food sect"?

Although Yan Yan has not figured out the name of the sect under the well of Bailu Mountain until now, but if that sect is an ancient sect, it is the orthodox practice method in this world to allow mortals to obtain spiritual energy through spiritual food?

To Yan Yan's surprise, Nangong Qin seemed to be very concerned about this: "I'll go back and search for the soul of that 'True Immortal'."

Zhen Yan actually misunderstood.

What Nangong Qin cares about is not the sect that has disappeared, but the "spiritual food technique" linked to Yan Yan.

Nangongqin was also nervous once when he heard the Bailu Mountain God say that those who cultivated the spirit food technique could not ascend.

Now it seems that that is the key to solving the problem.

Maybe people didn't want to ascend from the beginning, but they didn't want to ascend.

Of course, this is the core secret of Bailu Mountain. Even the female cultivators of Meishe do not know that the children in Bailu Village do not have spiritual roots, but they were forcibly created by Yan Yan with the spirit food technique. Reiki came.

However, this did not affect Wang Mingzhi's enthusiasm.

"Those things are fine, I was completely desperate!" Wang Mingzhi said in a fanatical tone, "But I didn't expect that there is a god here! If it is with the support of this power, the mortal civilization of other worlds can be restored. ! It’s not completely hopeless!”

Liar, you clearly do not believe that you can be saved.

Nangong Qin sneered.

However, Nangong Qin's mood improved inexplicably.

He really hated that expression, but he didn't hate the last struggle.

The most important thing is that this elder of the Changhua sect is really smart, he knows how to implement it depends on Yan'er!

So Nangongqin was not so much pleased by Wang Mingzhi's rainbow farts as he was pleased by Wang Mingzhi's (inadvertently praised Yan Yan)'s rainbow farts.

Nangong Qin even asked again in a good mood: "So? What do you need me to do?"

"No, you just need to continue. Our Changhua faction is willing to give assistance as much as possible-although it is not on the bright side, but the phantom screen and milk tea last time, this kind of 'deal' can be done all the time. I I just feel that reaching this kind of tacit understanding is enough.”

"Hmph? Don't you want me to cut off the chain around your neck?" Nangong Qin asked.

"No need!" Wang Mingzhi protected the chain around his neck and took a step back: "This... I locked it voluntarily!"

Nangong Qin nodded in disbelief:

"Okay! If that's all you want."

Accompanied by these words, Yan Yan found that the world with only words began to collapse—or, instead of collapsing, it just returned to its original shape.

So, what exactly did Nangong Qin do here?

Listen to Wang Mingzhi's nagging?

With Nangongqin's style, he is impatient to do this kind of thing!

Yan Yan thought strangely, and couldn't help shouting: "Ancestor!"

"Don't worry, Yan'er, I'm always here, and you can see me when you go back." Nangong Qin said softly in Yan Yan's ear.

"No! You pinched my face a little bit!"

"……Feel sorry."

Nangong Qin hurriedly let go.

Yan Yan didn't care about other things, he hurriedly took a look at himself before the world completely returned to its original state.

He found that he "really" did not consist of the four characters 'Nangong Yanyan'.

The words that make up his body are:

... A map of the mountains and the country.

"Jiang" is the head, so Zenyan can't see it.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of dried salted fish controlled by cats;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (≧?≦)?