Notes on building a city in the immortal world

The first time Nangongqin heard "her own voice" was the day when Nangong's family was wiped out.

This voice didn't come out before the Nangong family destroyed the gate, nor did it come out when he saw the corpses of the whole family, and it didn't come out when he destroyed the world due to anger, but it came out when he picked Zhenyan back!

The voice told Nangong Qin, "Nangong Zhenyan will definitely betray you!"

Nangong Qin felt sick.

Oh, it seems that other cultivators call this phenomenon "inner demon"?

Nangong Qin didn't take this voice seriously at first, he just thought it was a bit noisy, but there were too many things that made him feel noisy, so he ignored it.

Besides, what if Yan'er betrayed herself?

He already owed it to him.

If it wasn't for him, the Nangong family would never have been wiped out.

"Hiss, you actually don't care about other people betraying you at all!" Qianmu said in a tone that always seemed to see through everything: "It's better to say that you will find it troublesome after raising it for a long time, and I wish he would leave sooner."

Chime is always right.

Nangong Qin had long hoped that this annoying Frost Centipede would go away as soon as possible!There is also Shengyu. (Shengyu: Yo?)

However, he only raised Yan'er for three months. Although he didn't retreat, staring at her every day, he must eat and practice together, and recently joined the three months of combat training, but Nangong Qin didn't feel bored for the time being.

Not only that, but he felt that "that voice" was too annoying.

That voice muttered things like "Nangong Zhenyan will betray" every day, and it was still his own voice, talking too much, it made people feel that Zhenyan would really disappear.

He was really impatient to listen.

Maybe a long retreat can solve this "demon" problem!But Nangong Qin was a little worried that he had retreated for too long, and when he came out, Yan'er would really disappear.

So Nangong Qin had to wait for the night to suppress "this voice".

To be honest, this is not a good way.

The last time he practiced his kung fu for a while, Zhenyan was abducted by Shengyu's stupid bird, and he also encountered something strange.

And the more suppressed, the stronger the voice. Recently, as soon as it gets dark, the voice can't wait to come out, sometimes even can't wait for Zhenyan to go to sleep.

However, today was a miscalculation!

Nangongqin didn't expect that this damn teahouse turned out to be a space teleportation circle, and it was located at the top of Yongye Peak in the far north. This ghostly place is always dark at night all year round.

Then the voice came out again.

There was chatter throughout the tea party.

Maybe it was because the voice had been brainwashed for too long, Nangongqin really felt that he was happier when he was with other people when he saw Zhenyan's smile when he was talking with other people, right?

The kid seemed to like crowds from the start.

Nangong Qin was thinking like this when he felt a cold touch on his forehead.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Nangongqin came back to his senses, and saw Zhenyan withdrawing his hand on his forehead worriedly, touched his forehead, and muttered strangely: "Cultivators shouldn't catch a cold, right?"

Only then did Nangongqin realize that she and Zhenyan had left the teahouse at some point and were walking on the street outside.

Nangong Qin felt as if she was sleepwalking.

It's impossible, he hasn't slept in more than 100 years.

Nangong Qin asked strangely, "Aren't you drinking tea?"

"I've finished drinking." Zhenyan looked at Nangongqin even more worriedly.

In fact, Zhenyan offered to leave in the second half of the tea party. He noticed that Nangong Qinhun was out of the house, so he brought him out.

Zhenyan recalled carefully, but Nangongqin seemed to feel that something was wrong when he entered the teahouse.

According to Nangong Qin's character of protecting his shortcomings, he would never let that prince have a chance to embarrass him.

Zhenyan was a little nervous: "Is there something wrong with that teahouse?!"

"The teahouse is fine, but I have some headaches at night." Nangong Qin wrote lightly.

Speaking of which, Nangong Qin was rarely seen leaving the room at night.

"I shouldn't have suggested going to the teahouse." Zhenyan reflected.

"It's not your fault," Nangong Qin gently stroked Zhenyan's hair, then looked up at the sky.

By this time the sun had already set in the west.

Although Nangongqin could teleport back to the cave in an instant holding Zhenyan, he didn't want to take the risk now.

In other words, Nangong Qin didn't want Zhenyan to have any possibility of taking risks.

It was also the first time Nangongqin encountered the existence of "heart demon". He was not sure what the consequences would be if he used spells rashly in this situation, not to mention that the loss of consciousness just now was also very dangerous.

"Should we live in Bailu City today?" Nangong Qin pressed his forehead and said, "We'll go back tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm tired anyway." Zhenyan nodded in agreement.

Then he seemed to remember something, and said to Nangong Qin: "Ancestor, please wait for me for a while."

"?"

Nangongqin looked at Zhenyan strangely, and saw Zhenyan running to Feihe Tower at the end of the street.

The man in Feihe Tower was still guarding under the tree. He had a good memory, and he recognized Zhenyan at a glance: "Isn't this Elder Lu's companion?"

"Yes, I got separated from him, and I want a paper crane to inform him." Zhenyan said with a smile.

"Okay!" The man called a paper crane down, "You just need to leave your aura on the paper crane, and it will naturally lead Elder Lu to find you."

"That's really convenient!"

Holding the paper crane, Zhenyan asked the other party about the inns in the city by the way, and then sent his message.

Nangongqin only looked at Zhenyan's comprehensive back from a distance, and heard that voice and said disgustingly:

"Look! He cares about everyone equally."

Zhenyan didn't know about Nangongqin's troubles, but he still thoughtfully told the other party the information about the inn he had inquired about, and then considered that he didn't know how the major immortals would deal with his inn. It would be bad under special circumstances, so Nangongqin chose a mortal inn.

The inn is located in the outer city.

Since there are a lot of loose immortals going to the cracks in the demon world to hunt demons at this time of year, and most of these loose immortals cannot afford the spirit stones, so even the inns of mortals are almost full.

The wrinkled innkeeper squinted at his account book for a while, and told Zhenyan: "We only have one upper-class room left here."

"How can such a dilapidated inn have a first-class room?" Zhenyan asked in surprise.

"..." The innkeeper closed the ledger wordlessly.

"I know! I want that set!" Zhenyan shouted.

He also prepared all kinds of currencies before going out, so he wouldn't be caught blind at this time.

And the legendary "superior room" is quite good.

The inn itself is a bit old, but it is very clean and has a large area.

It not only separates the inner room for sleeping and the outer room for receiving guests, but also separates a small cupboard between the two rooms with a screen, which is probably for the maids to sleep in, so it is convenient for the master to use.

Zhenyan thought that he should sleep here tonight.

Nangong Qin looked around the room coldly, and seemed to be quite satisfied.

"Then I'll go watch outside?" Zhenyan asked, "By the way, find something to eat?"

"I don't want to eat," Nangong Qin said, "After about two hours, it will be almost done."

"understood."

Zhenyan found out that Nangong Qin really refused to eat any food other than what he cooked, which made him feel a little complicated.

Unfortunately, Zhenyan didn't find anything to eat.

Rather, there are basically few mortals in Bailu City.

All the real mortals died in the massacre, and the rest were far away from the sad place like the Shen family and his sons. Most of the "mortals" in the outer city of Bailu are actually the outer gates of the fairy gates in the inner city. There are existences with low cultivation levels such as disciples or servants and slaves, who are not much different from ordinary people, and there are wandering merchants like Duobao Pavilion.

Although these people also need to eat, don't expect them to have the concept of "food".

"I might as well travel to medieval Europe!" Zhenyan muttered.

Although they are all dark dishes, they have good imported spices.

However, during Zhenyan's wandering around, Lu Dayong really followed Zhihe to find him.

"Young master, why do you want to live in the city?" Lu Dayong asked as soon as they met.

"I've never stayed in an inn, so I want to try it out." Zhenyan said with a smile.

Lu Dayong showed a strange expression.

He felt that Immortal Nangong doted on this little ancestor too much. What good accommodation would there be in the city where the massacre happened!

"Do you want to stay?" Zhenyan asked expectantly: "Although there is only one room, if you live in the outhouse, it is enough to live there."

The main thing is to share a room with my ancestors, even Zhenyan, I feel uncomfortable somewhere.

Zhenyan thinks so, let alone Lu Dayong.

Wanting to share a room with that fairy, the head of Bailu Village felt that he might as well have committed suicide by jumping into a well earlier.

"No, no, I'll go back!" Lu Dayong said in a panic: "If you go back now, you can go to the village before dark! I won't disturb you! I wish you and Nangong Xianren a happy night!"

What is this called? !

Zhenyan watched helplessly as Lu Dayong fled a few steps away in a hurry, but he didn't know what he thought of, but turned back again.

"Almost forgot," Lu Dayong took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhenyan: "Young Master, when Immortal Nangong is free, please let him see what this is?"

"?" Zhenyan took the storage bag inexplicably.

Lu Dayong explained: "I just passed an alley due to a small accident, and heard something rumbling in the well! So I was a little worried, so I went down to have a look, and found—"

"The monster that slaughtered the city?!" Zhenyan asked nervously.

"No, no, it's not that scary." Lu Dayong waved his hand and said, "I only found some strange plants growing at the bottom of the well, because it's very cloudy, just in case, I think it's better to let Immortal Nangong take a look." .”

"Plants? Can I take a look first?" Zhenyan said.

"It shouldn't be a problem, right?" Lu Dayong hesitated, but he saw that Zhenyan had advanced a few more levels, and now he had reached the tenth level of the Qi refining period, so he felt that that bit of yin energy should not be able to hurt the opponent.

Zhenyan opened the storage bag, and then his eyes widened in shock——

"Why is it a potato again?!"

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