Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"Lingxiao Palace? Is it the one that our ancestors smashed?"

Zhenyan thought about it carefully, and then remembered what "Lingxiao Palace" was.

After all, Nangongqin never mentioned it to him. He only knew about it when the businessman who was hostile to the village told rumors outside. But at that time, he only cared about his ancestors. There is no concept at all.

It was also Nangong Zhenyan who asked the right person.

Few people in this world know that the main hall of Lingxiao Temple is actually built with the body of a real immortal.

Even inside Lingxiao Palace, very few knew this secret, basically the core elders, who were all killed by Nangongqin.

And Nangong Qin went for revenge, and left after taking revenge, and had the habit of confiscating Luo's spoils. He threw the main hall of Lingxiao Palace into the sea from the air, and he didn't even take a second look.

In Ziran's previous life, the surviving disciples of the Lingxiao Temple went to the Zhengdao League and asked the Zhengdao League to help salvage it.

Zhengdaomeng has bad intentions.

They originally wanted to be famous, and part of the reason was for the inheritance of Lingxiao Temple, but they didn't expect that the main hall turned out to be the body of a real fairy, so they murdered all the remaining disciples of Lingxiao Temple and concealed the truth.

Poor Lingxiao Temple was beaten by Nangongqin, and only the most core bosses died. In the end, even the outer disciples were killed because of their own inheritance.

Zi Ran could know this secret in her previous life because she was in her last few hundred years of despair, and the unlucky ghost who was her "prison mate" was the direct disciple of Lingxiao Temple.

That one is worse than Ziran.

The whole belly was disembowelled, and the internal organs were used to raise worms, but he was still hanging, occasionally making a sound and scolding Zhengdaomeng, Zi Ran almost recited it.

But after Zi Ran came back from rebirth, she never considered going to the Lingxiao Palace to pick up leaks.

The Lingxiao Temple fell into the North Sea, and that ghost place was more dangerous than the crack in the demon world without Nangongqin guarding it.

It is said that there are several large whirlpools on the surface of the North Sea that lead directly to the demon world, and ordinary immortal sects can't salvage them with all their strength. Back then, the Zhengdao League also gathered a dozen top-ranked sects, and it was decided after decades of preparation. salvage plan.

In order to carry out this plan, the surviving disciples of Lingxiao Temple also took out all their remaining wealth and the address of the secret realm, and promised not to have any inheritance. They only wanted to salvage the main hall to bury the master, but they didn't want to bring about complete destruction.

With Azusa Ran's cultivation base, it is impossible to intervene in such a big event.

She had only planned to wait a few years until the Righteous Daoist League and other sects were ready to salvage, and then let the inside story of this incident go out, to see if she could cause those sects to fight among themselves, at least not to make them the same as her previous life. Stand again.

Now, Ziran felt that it was a better choice to tell Nangong Zhenyan about it.

Zi Ran couldn't believe that Nangong Zhenyan could betray Nangong Qin in the face of the great hatred of the Nangong family!

Taking a ten thousand step back, if Nangong Zhenyan really told the Zhengdaomeng about this and advanced the salvage plan, Ziran would also give up on this person completely, so he could take precautions.

Yes, Ziran noticed that she had been in contact with Nangong Zhenyan a lot, and she actually thought that the other party was "Mr. Zhenyan".

Azusa Ran's heart turned back and forth.

She told Nangong Zhenyan this huge secret.

"That's right, it's the Lingxiao Palace," Ziran emphasized, "They claim to have inherited the ancients, and every few thousand years there will be true immortals who will cross the catastrophe. It seems that because of this, they have mastered the passage of ascension, and even hindered other monks from practicing."

It seems that it is because of this that he and Nangong Qin took on the enmity.

"Is that so?" Zhenyan didn't know how valuable the news was, so he said casually, "Then I'll go back and ask my ancestors."

Nangong Zhenyan really went back and asked Nangong Qin.

"Is that so? I don't think there is much difference in the feel." Nangongqin himself said so.

Ancestor, at your level, do you only rely on the feel of your hands when beating people?

"Yan'er, why are you asking this?" Nangongqin continued to ask, he obviously didn't want Zhenyan to care too much about this matter, "Anyway, I have completely sunk them into the North Sea, nothing will hurt you gone."

Yes!Ling Xiaodian seems to have killed the enemy of the Nangong family?

Only then did Zhenyan realize that he also seemed to have a deep hatred for that Lingxiao Temple.

But he is not the real thing after all, and he can't express his true feelings.

Zhenyan hurriedly changed the subject: "No, I just want to collect materials."

Having said that, he showed Nangong Qin the design drawing of Juling Formation.

"Ordinary spirit-gathering arrays simply consume spirit stones, but this spirit-gathering array is a complete circulatory system."

Zhenyan explained that although he couldn't design it himself, but combined with the last "large water purification equipment", it can still be seen that the practitioners back then should have carried out transformations based on scientific equipment, which they could understand theoretically.

"Evil and demonic aura are heavy pollutants for this world. Even the remaining corpses will cause no grass to grow and biological mutations. Therefore, the internal organs of real immortals are used here as a purification system to eliminate those toxic substances and turn them into Aura; and the corpses of the monster clan in turn provide nourishment for the internal organs."

That is, the whole device is "live" and looks a little bloody.

"The person who designed this is indeed very powerful," Nangong Qin said after reading it: "But there should be no substitute for the corpse of the demon...I seem to have killed three or four of this kind of guy who claims to be the ancestor."

Even killed more than one?

"The ancestor is really amazing." By now, Zhenyan didn't even bother to be surprised.

"I'll ask Qianmu to dig it out for you later," Nangong Qin said.

Zhenyan hurriedly said: "Can he take me with me... I'm also in the foundation building period, and the recent combat training has been pretty good. It should be no problem to go to the crack in the demon world, right?"

Zhenyan also cared about it for a long time.

He even made the teleportation array for the crack in the demon world, but he didn't have the chance to investigate it.

"I wanted to take you there myself..." Nangongqin looked at Zhenyan's face and said hesitantly. He obviously didn't want Zhenyan to take risks, but in the end he was defeated by Zhenyan's pleading eyes: "Okay, I remember that there is a suitable skeleton on the No. 11th floor of the monster crack. I will ask Qianmu and Hei to accompany you! But the Lingxiao Palace is fine. It takes a lot of effort, and it's not suitable for you!"

"I understand, ancestor! I won't run around!" Zhenyan promised.

Although he wanted the entrails of a real fairy, it would be nice to get the remains of a demon ancestor!

"So, not only do I want to help you dig up the corpse, but I also bring you a oil bottle?"

Frost Centipede looked at Zhenyan with disgust.

This centipede walks alone most of the time, and never thought that there would be a day when it would be his turn to take care of the child.

"No way, the ancestor seems to have other things to do!" Zhenyan laughed.

"Tsk!"

The centipede wanted to say "don't blame me if you die", but thinking that if Zhenyan really died, Nangongqin would cut it into pieces and stick them on the tree trunk to feed the birds, so it couldn't say harsh words .

Not to mention the Frost Centipede, the big black cat who has been connected to Zhenyan for a while is not at ease.

"Young master, just ride on my back," Heihu warned, "Try not to get off."

"Don't worry so much!" Zhenyan said with a wry smile.

"No, I'm just that worried!" The two spirit beasts said in unison.

This errand is probably better than meeting that stupid bird who will feel excluded, and a bird squats at the door of the cave and gets angry.

No wonder though.

Although it is not as good as the North Sea, the monster crack is not the best place either.

This crack is currently known to have eighteen floors, but the monks are mainly active on the first seven floors, and on the fifth floor, Jindan monks can hunt enough spiritual materials, which also means that they will encounter monsters of different levels and levels. It matches the monster too.

Therefore, even if Heihu's subordinates provided "strategies", Zhenyan's crossing teleportation array could reach the fifth floor at most.

The seventh floor is a bit dangerous for Nascent Soul cultivators.

As for the No. 11 floor with the corpse of the first demon ancestor, it is an area that is difficult for monks in the transformation stage to enter.

After all, the monsters built it as a border post back then, so the ancestor of the monsters who was the vanguard was killed by Nangong Qin there. The reason why the black tiger and the frost centipede can enter and leave is nothing more than because Nangong Qin fought back then. , they are just around the corner.

In fact, none of the foreign monks could explore that location.

Otherwise, after looking at the corpse, no one would doubt Nangong's combat effectiveness.

Although Zhenyan has a foundation building period, it is definitely too early for him.

Both Frost Centipede and Heihu couldn't figure out how Nangong Qin could easily agree to follow Zhenyan to the crack in the Demon Realm.

Zhenyan felt a little regretful.

Although he conducts combat training in the "weird" below the cave every day, he thinks he has some patience with monsters, but he didn't expect the smell in the crack of the monster world to be so...

Smelly!

"I should have brought a gas mask in." Zhenyan complained.

He buried his face in the thick fur of the black tiger. Compared with the suffocating smell in the air, the beast smell seemed more acceptable.

"If you regret it, it's still too late to send you back now," said Frost Centipede.

It and the black tiger are intentional.

In fact, there are ways to get to the No.11 floor faster, but they deliberately took a long way, hoping that Zhenyan would retreat.

It's a pity that Zhenyan is more stubborn than they imagined.

Not only did he not say he wanted to go back, but he also kept asking the smart core to take air and soil samples for environmental analysis along the way.

In this way, they dawdled all the way to the ninth floor.

"This is almost the limit of foreign cultivators, and basically no one will come here," Heihu told Zhenyan, "The monsters in this area are similar to me and Qianmu, and they are basically above the middle level of the transformation stage. Cultivation."

"Are there no cultivators in the Void Refining Stage coming in here?" Zhenyan said.

"Cultivators who belong to the upper realm during the refining period, if they step into the White Deer Mountains without the consent of their master, then according to the rules of the world of cultivating immortals, they are invading their master's land." Hei explained.

There are so many rules in the realm of comprehension.

"That……"

Zhenyan wanted to ask something more, but heard a female voice say:

"Hey, could it be Mr. Yan Zhen...?"

Nangong Zhenyan froze for a moment, and saw a few cultivators standing not far away, and the one who greeted Zhenyan was Mrs. Wenxian who met in the teahouse that day.

Doesn't it mean that there is almost no one around here?

Zhenyan complained in his heart, and smiled surprised at the nun:

"Long time no see, Mrs. Wenxian."

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