Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Shenchou was awakened by the first rooster crowing in the morning.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to remember that no one in Bailu Village raises chickens.

——Cultivators have been fasting for a long time, so naturally they don’t raise poultry for food. Most of the pets they raise are battle pets or mounts like Shengyu Heihu. The fighting power of roosters is not bad, but they are rarely good-looking, at least Bailu Village did not.

Shenchou likes the sound of the rooster crowing very much.

His horoscope is too light, and he was disturbed by nightmares as long as he fell asleep since he was a child.

Shen Shou has never been able to remember the content of the nightmare, the dream is like catching water with the palm of the hand, all slipped from the gap between the fingers, leaving only endless fear.

Therefore, Shen Shou likes the crowing of the cock that can wake him up from his nightmare, but he is not used to it after coming to Bailu Village.

But one night, after Shenchou met Zhang San in the corridor who secretly hid and cried because of homesickness, she felt that her little unaccustomedness was nothing.

Shen Chou only hopes to become stronger soon.

As long as he can also enter the foundation building period, he won't have to eat and sleep, and naturally he won't have nightmares anymore... In this way, the old man in the family can also feel at ease.

Considering the old man's age, Shenchou felt that she didn't have much time to complete the homework of burning the stove and measuring the land...

Operation? !

By the way, I was leading my classmates on a "treasure hunt", why did I sleep on the bed? !

Shen Chou finally remembered what she was doing before "sleep", and sat up suddenly.

"Ah Qiu, are you awake?"

At this time, an old voice asked.

Shen You froze for a moment, and then realized that the old man with gray hair she was most familiar with was sitting in front of her bed.

Shenchou understood what was going on.

"I can't stay here any longer, can I?"

In Shen's melancholy memory, she was doing other things like this, suddenly lost consciousness, and woke up in another place several times, but every time it ended with the old man taking him to move in a hurry.

Shen Chou didn't know what happened, and didn't dare to know what happened.

"...Not necessarily." To Shen's surprise, the old man stared at him for a long time this time, then shook his head: "Look again..."

The sad eyes lit up: "Can you not leave?!"

"……maybe."

Father Shen looked at this small bedroom with a hesitant expression.

Not long ago, because Nangong Qin didn't give instructions in the end, the villagers of Bailu Village didn't want to embarrass Father Shen, but they didn't dare to let him go, so they simply let him stay by his son's side.

Anyway, it's not appropriate to let other people guard this "weird".

Staying alone in the room, Father Shen's emotions gradually calmed down, and he inevitably looked at the room that was said to be the room where his son usually lived.

so small.

This was Father Shen's first impression of this room.

There is no problem of population expansion in the world of cultivating immortals, and a person's birth, old age, sickness and death may all be in the same room, so this room may have to accommodate servants who serve him, unnamed side rooms, newborn babies, brides who want to embarrass them, and guards. The filial son in front of the bed and a series of people, so the bigger the room, the better.

It was the first time for Shen's father to see such a room that was so small that only one person could sleep, and it was not easy for the person accompanying the bed to make a floor bunk.

But that's not harsh treatment.

Such a small room has everything you need.

Porcelain floor tiles that can reflect people's shadows on the ground alone are not something that ordinary people can own. Shen's father is also a person with some knowledge. He thinks that the cost will not be lower than the white marble steps of the palace.

There is also a "light ball" above the head.

It exudes bright light, illuminating the room like daytime, even the most expensive luminous pearls are not as bright as it.

Father Shen saw a similar "light sphere" when he visited Nangong Qin just now. He didn't take it seriously at the time, he just thought it was the magic weapon of Immortal Nangong, but he didn't expect that every room where the children lived had it.

But what Shen's father was most concerned about was why the toilet was in the room? !

Although there is no smell, the most delicate thing is the pipes inside, which not only can send clean water up immediately, but also can be divided into hot and cold.

Father Shen didn't know that in another civilization, this was just an ordinary single-person apartment configuration.

In his opinion, although it was Nangong Zhenyan who taught his son, the other party was willing to repair the mere student dormitory to such an extent, which was obviously his heart. "Weird" melancholy.

Perhaps, this time is really the opportunity for Ah Qiu to gain a new life.

Thinking of this, Father Shen hesitated very much.

Shen Chou could see Father Shen's hesitation, and he called out strangely: "Old man?"

"Who are you calling 'old man'!" Father Shen slapped the stupid son on the back of the head: "And what kind of bastard did you do! You didn't do your homework well, and you ran out with other children in the middle of the night—— "

"Aren't I afraid of missing the opportunity?"

"X opportunities! I think you're tired of working!"

"Wow!"

Just as the Shen family father and son were enjoying themselves, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?!"

Shen Shou took the opportunity to escape from her father, opened the door and asked.

Standing at the door was a student from the Cinnamon class, and he passed on: "Shenchou, you woke up too? That's great! Mr. Zhenyan is distributing porridge below! Let you and your father go down to get it too."

"Little Immortal Nangong still cooks the porridge himself?" Father Shen couldn't help asking.

"Of course, he not only cooks but also teaches himself!" Without waiting for the students to answer, Shen You replied: "Otherwise, why did you send me here?"

"So why don't you study hard?!"

Father Shen was so angry that he whipped the bastard again.

By the time Father Shen finished smoking his son and dragged him downstairs, most of the students and villagers had already received their share of porridge, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice porridge.

Father Shen's throat couldn't help but move, he had never smelled such a sweet smell.

What surprised Father Shen even more was that, even smelling the aroma of this porridge, his body felt warm, and it seemed that even the tiredness from not sleeping all night last night had dissipated a lot.

Could this be the spiritual food that the Bailu Mountain God said?

Father Shen thought in surprise.

It wasn't Nangong Zhenyan himself who served the porridge, but the children of the cumin class.

When they saw Shen's father and son coming over, they first put a small bowl in a small porcelain bowl for Shen's father, and then filled a big bowl in a big sea bowl for Shen You.

"...I just woke up and I feel sick to my stomach!" Shen You looked at the porridge in her hand, then at her father's, and said dissatisfiedly: "Father, let's change it!"

Hearing what his son said, Shen's father felt a warm current flowing through his heart, but he cursed: "You can drink as soon as you are told, how can there be so much nonsense!"

"Mr. Xiao told you! You must not change it!" Zi Ran, who was in charge of serving the porridge, also said seriously: "Those who went out last night must eat more, otherwise they will not be able to get rid of the cold, and the old man is enough to eat a small bowl, otherwise he will not be worthless." repair."

"It's just porridge, what's wrong with it!" Shen You muttered.

He didn't insist on it, but drank it directly.

Father Shen is old, and usually eats slowly, so even though he smelled the tempting aroma, he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth slowly. .

tasty.

The supreme delicacy made Shen's father lose his ability to think for a moment, and then he couldn't care less about other things, and drank it like a sad man, and even licked the bottom of the bowl clean.

In the end, he still stared at his son who was still drinking porridge.

You bastard, you won't change if someone says a word, you're really unfilial!

Shenchou didn't expect that a bowl of porridge would split the father-son relationship in his family. Although he had eaten the porridge made by Mr. Zhenyan several times, he thought it was especially delicious this time.

Like his father, he licked the bottom of the bowl clean, and was about to cheat another bowl from Zi Ran, but was taken aback by his father's strange appearance: "Dad, your body..."

Only then did Father Shen notice that traces of black air were wafting from his body.

But it didn't seem like a bad thing, with the dispersal of the black energy, Father Shen felt that his body was much lighter, and even his appearance was visible to the naked eye by several years younger.

"Could it be that the weirdness has been eliminated..." Father Shen looked at his body in disbelief.

When White Deer City was slaughtered that day, he ventured into the city, and even dug out Shenchou from his wife's belly, which was inevitably eroded.

This is a terminal illness that no one can cure, but it has been cured now.

This is the power of spiritual food?

Father Shen's eyes widened.

"The weirdness has been removed? Let me see?" Hearing the movement here, Mr. Wu came over.

He grabbed Father Shen's hand and checked his pulse.

Then his eyes widened too.

"How is it?" Shen's father asked eagerly, he actually hoped that Mr. Wu would go to see his son's condition.

"Unbelievable! It really got rid of the yin and cold qi, and... also attracted the qi into the body?" Mr. Wu said tremblingly.

Introduce air into the body?

"It's impossible, I don't have spiritual roots!" Father Shen said loudly.

He wished countless times that he also had the body of cultivating immortals, so that he would not have to implicate his children and take revenge, but it is a pity that he will only be a mere mortal when he grows old, so he has no potential for cultivation!

"It is true that there is no spiritual root." Mr. Wu pinched Father Shen's wrist, puzzled: "But you are already at the first level of the Qi refining stage..."

"It's not just him." At this moment, Zi Ran looked at the other mortal classmates, and said in a trembling voice, "It seems... that everyone has successfully drawn Qi into the body..."

"how can that be?!"

This time even the monks from Bailu Village were attracted.

They stared wide-eyed at the children of mortals, and found that these children were indeed covered with a faint layer of red aura.

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