Notes on building a city in the immortal world

In the dark and damp ancient well, the female cultivators of Meishe watched the image of Junxiu dissipate, as if they had lost their last light.

"Are we really going? The ferry."

After a while, a female cultivator asked softly.

"Of course not!" It was a rather stern-looking female cultivator who said so.

She didn't participate in the last expedition to explore the cracks in the demon world, and she doesn't know Zhenyan, so she has been opposed to wasting the last paper swallow asking for help from such an "outsider": "Now everyone is accusing us of colluding with the owner of the ferry. Has this been confirmed? Maybe this is a trap in itself!"

No, the nuns who were rescued by Zhenyan last time had a good impression of him:

"Master Yan Zhen can't do such a thing!"

"If he has malicious intentions, he can do it last time!"

"He also saved Master Utan!"

"Besides, he was the only one who agreed to protect us, and there was no other choice."

"Can't you have a little more backbone?!" The stern-looking female cultivator simply hated iron and steel, "Even if the Zhengdao League really caught us?! They dare to do something to us! Instead, they hide like this Hiding, it seems that we have a guilty conscience!"

She became more and more angry, and finally looked at Mrs. Wen Xian:

"Ma'am, let's go back!"

"No! Go to the ferry!" Mrs. Wenxian said.

She looked at the female nun's unconvinced expression, and explained: "This incident is very strange."

First of all, the Zhengdao League should not come aggressively.

Meishe is a well-known neutral organization, and has always had a detached status in the world of cultivating immortals. Even in the first immortal sect's Lingxiao Temple, they were guests at the time, and few people dared to deal with them so toughly.

But how can you not run into bad customers when doing business?

It's not the first time that Zhengdaomeng's enemy went to Meishe to rent a venue, but even if they are dealing with demons, according to the rules, Zhengdaomeng should honestly submit a post to her first, asking for cooperation in the investigation, instead of sending out all force to come to the door, and even Have you ever seen the Yuanying Patriarch!

If a reliable friend hadn't warned Mrs. Wen Xian to run away in advance, they would have no idea what would happen.

Again, it's odd that no one wants to take them in.

In fact, "Young Master Yan Zhen" is the last choice.

Before sending the letter to Mr. Yan Zhen, Mrs. Wenxian sent letters to many friends and allies, but most of them did not reply. Occasionally, those who replied to the letter asked them to run away, and even almost exposed their location a few times.

Thanks to the "golden beans" they planted unintentionally everywhere at the bottom of the well, they were able to escape.

But this strangeness did not start now.

The identity of the person who put them in danger in the crack of the demon world last time explained a big problem.

Patriarch Youtan said that he wanted to settle accounts with the other party, but now it seems very pessimistic.

"...Even if there is no invitation from Mr. Yan Zhen, it is a good choice to go to the air ferry," Mrs. Wen Xian analyzed, "If that ferry really has such a powerful restriction as in the legend, even the Zhengdao League can't use violence to force it." Instead, we are a place where we can talk well.”

"But it's an outer city and a teleportation array, in case there is a problem with the route provided by the other party..."

"This risk is still acceptable! We are not completely powerless."

Mrs. Wenxian said so, and nodded to the girl beside her: "Caiyi, please."

"Understood, ma'am."

The girl called "Caiyi" lowered her head, picked up the fife in her hand and put it to her mouth.

She closed her eyes, moved her fingers, and seemed to be concentrating on playing, but there was no sound.

However, during this silent playing, rustling sounds came from the darkness, and then a dozen or so little mice with the same number as the nuns jumped out, and they squeaked and circled around the nuns' feet. After a few laps, it finally slipped into the gap on the wall of the well.

With the departure of the little white mouse, the bodies of the nuns gradually became blurred.

In the end, they disappeared at the bottom of the well as if they had never existed.

Half an hour later, the No. 13 teleportation array at the air ferry lit up.

A group of female cultivators came out of it.

In the world of self-cultivation, female cultivators cherish resources, and passers-by can't help but look at them a few more times, but that's all. After all, they go to the cracks in the demon world to make a living, and they don't have much time to provoke others.

On the contrary, the nuns looked around in amazement.

This is the first time that the female cultivators of the Mei Society have come to the air ferry.

Because the major immortal sects restrict their disciples from going there, and it is rumored that only Sanxian will use this ferry, so these female cultivators preconceived that this place is similar to the gap in the demon world, a dirty and chaotic lawless area.

Looking at it today, it is quite different.

Above the vast sea of ​​clouds, more than a dozen teleportation arrays were arranged in an orderly and orderly manner, with occasional flashes of light, monks came and went in a hurry, even if there was no existence like the Feather Gate to maintain order, it seemed orderly.

Mrs. Wenxian breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she also enjoyed the moment when the guards at the ferry saluted her respectfully after the teleportation, but now obviously the less people noticed them, the better.

"I don't feel inferior to those big sects!" Some female cultivators also commented in a low voice.

"Although the body of the ferry feels a bit small, it is very delicate."

"Wow, look at the back, is that Tianjie?"

"It looks very spectacular. I don't know if the former Lingxiao Palace is also like this?"

"The Lingxiao Palace is much bigger, right?"

"Don't act like you haven't seen the world!" The female cultivator who opposed it the most shouted, but her expression relaxed a lot, "I don't know if it's really safe yet!"

"You are already safe! This is a complete forbidden zone. Even if the Mahayana monks come, they will not be able to harm you."

Zhenyan said so.

The female cultivators of Meishe saw the teleportation array light up again in surprise, and the "Mr. Yan Zhen" they were waiting for came out of the teleportation array they had just used, accompanied by a beautiful red-clothed girl, He stared at them unkindly.

"Mr. Yan Zhen!" Mrs. Wen Xian greeted him happily.

"Don't get close to our young master!" Shengyu stopped in front of Zhenyan, and looked at Mrs. Wenxian and the others with the eyes of a vixen, "Are you familiar with our young master?"

Our young master belongs to the master, hum!

"Ah, I'm sorry." Mrs. Wenxian said awkwardly.

Seeing Shengyu like this, not only was she not angry, but she was really relieved.

Although Mr. Yan Zhen didn't bring two great powers at the transformation stage like he was in the crack of the demon world this time, the girl in red was obviously also at the transformation stage, and she called herself a maidservant.

With such "handmaids" following them, the other party should look down on them, who are still inexperienced female cultivators.

The only thing that bothered Mrs. Wenxian was that she was worried that she would not be able to give a suitable "thank you".

She also became more curious about the identity of the other party.

Mrs. Wenxian looked at the teleportation formation under the opponent's feet, and asked tentatively: "The young master also came out of this transmission formation, is he also in Bailu City?" And it was the front and rear feet.

"No, this is a non-directional random teleportation array." Zhenyan said.

Every time this teleportation array is teleported, the location at the other end will change.

It can be outside the White Deer City, or in the White Deer Mountains, it can be the mouth of a monster, it can be the side of the spiritual spring for raising the gods, it can be a high altitude with nothing, it can be a secret place full of treasures, or even a place full of treasures. Nangongqin's cave.

No one has noticed this teleportation array yet.

When the ferry really prospers, some people will come here to try their luck, and some idlers even set up a metaphysical teleportation research group for this teleportation array.

But Zhenyan will not know about such a long time later.

He smiled at the female nuns: "Don't waste your time here, right? My place is not suitable for entertaining you, so I found an inn on Tianjie, I hope you won't dislike it."

Mrs. Wenxian didn't ask how Zhenyan knew where the non-directional teleportation array was.

She brushed her temples and returned to her usual posture: "Young master!"

"That is to say, you don't know why you are wanted?" Zhenyan confirmed.

On the way to Tianjie, Mrs. Wenxian told Zhenyan about her predicament.

Since they themselves don't know what happened, there is basically no useful information.

"Yes, we don't know anything! What's more, even if we really have an affair with the ferry master, it's not our turn for the Zhengdao League to control us!" Mrs. Wenxian said angrily.

She didn't know that judging from the current situation, Zhengdaomeng did not wrong them.

But Mrs. Wenxian didn't seem to intend to involve Zhenyan too much in this matter: "Don't worry, Mr. Yan Zhen, we won't disturb you for too long! Only we contacted Master Youtan, let The upper echelons of the Mei Society are putting pressure on the Zhengdao League, and this matter will end soon!"

"Hmph~~" Zhenyan didn't say anything.

He is still skeptical.

At this time, his personal terminal rang.

At this time, Zhenyan has led Mrs. Wenxian and others into the "inn" on Tianjie.

This inn is prepared by Zhenyan to be left to the villagers of Bailu Village to operate. It is a completely modern hotel. It has not been officially opened yet, so naturally there is no one in it.

Zhenyan glanced at the female cultivators of Meishe, but did not hide it, and directly opened her personal terminal.

"Master, the character you want to meet has arrived at the air ferry." Yingzhuo 9893 reported.

The sudden sound startled the nuns.

But after all, this is the world of comprehension, and there are all kinds of sound transmission spells. The nuns thought that someone from other places was talking to Zhenyan, and quickly calmed down.

In order to show politeness, Mrs. Wenxian distanced herself from Zhenyan, expressing that she would not eavesdrop on their conversation.

After thinking about it, Zhenyan remembered who the "person she wanted to meet" was.

He had previously ordered Yinghuo 9893 to notify him when the liar pretending to be the "master of Tianjie" came to the ferry again.

"But I don't recommend you to meet him," the artificial intelligence continued, "Judging from the subject's expression and dialogue, he seems to have been hijacked. Do you need to activate the rescue function for him?"

"Hijacking?" Zhenyan frowned, "Send over the surveillance footage."

"clear."

Then a huge holographic screen jumped out.

Half of this celestial street is built with technology. Artificial intelligence is of course more comfortable here. The holographic screen it adjusts is not a small piece of the usual one, but a large 3D screen that is as clear as a real scene, as if it is happening right in front of your eyes. .

The nuns couldn't help but take a second look.

Although Mrs. Wenxian also used Zhiyan to communicate with Zhenyan before, but that was a life-saving magic weapon given by the ancestor of Huashenqi, and the image was not very clear until the most dangerous moment.

Of course, the image in front of him far surpassed the paper swallow, and he used it as he said, Zhenyan didn't care at all.

Could it be that the person who was talking to Young Master Yan Zhen was another ancestor of the Transformation God Stage? !

Mrs. Wenxian looked at Zhenyan with admiration, and she found that none of Zhenyan's subordinates seemed to be under the stage of transformation.

Zhenyan didn't care about his gaze, he was watching the monk who claimed to be the "Master of Tianjie".

The real Liuyu has made a lot of money these days. The robe he wears is elegant and luxurious. Not only is it made of the most expensive materials, it is also embroidered with five golden snakes, which are lifelike!It's just that it hasn't been well maintained, it's wrinkled, and it's obvious that someone has beaten it, and its face that usually looks like a fairy is also covered with bruises.

A few men with fierce faces were surrounding him. Although they couldn't do anything due to the restriction of the ferry, the broad-shouldered and thick-waisted figures of this group of people made it impossible for the real Liuyu to escape.

The poor old liar had no choice but to smile at the people around him, looking a little miserable.

"Ah, I've seen this man!" A female cultivator suddenly exclaimed, "He is the one who booked our teahouse with the disciples of the Changhua Sect last time! I heard him claiming to be the 'Heaven Street Master'! "

"Is that so?" Zhenyan looked at Mrs. Wenxian.

"I haven't seen him before." Mrs. Wen Xian also took a careful look at the old liar, but then her face turned pale, "But, I have seen this man! He is a Nascent Soul cultivator! He came to our house to arrest us! "

Saying so, she pointed to a middle-aged man outside the group.

He looked plain, but stood arrogantly outside the group surrounded by the real Liuyu, with the look of a supervisor.

"That is to say, the Zhengdao League has already captured the 'Tianjie Master'?!" The stern-looking female cultivator said happily, "Then we can just go there and confront him! Let him make it clear that he has nothing to do with our Mei Society!"

"No! There can be no result in the confrontation. They did it on purpose..." Mrs. Wen Xian gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you see it? That man is tied with a golden snake chain!"

"Golden snake lock?" Zhenyan asked.

Mrs. Wenxian explained: "A magical weapon that can trap monks below the fusion stage and restrict the opponent's life. However, it is very troublesome to activate, and it takes two full days to completely entangle the opponent!"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Wenxian couldn't control her emotions again: "In other words, Zhengdaomeng had captured this person two days ago! You should know that we have nothing to do with him, but they still use him as an excuse to arrest us today!"

"Did this liar deliberately throw the blame on you, saying that you are the master of the ferry or something?" Zhenyan asked.

The female cultivators of Meishe have a strange self-confidence:

"If he said that, no one would believe it!"

"Even if our Mei Society has the spell to build an air ferry, there is no need to hide it..."

"That's right! The inheritance of our Mei Society is no less than the aerial buildings of Lingxiao Palace!"

The nuns said in a hurry.

But listening to what they said, the expression on Mrs. Wenxian's face gradually changed from anger to bewilderment and then to despair.

"Thinking about it this way, it's easy to understand why they went to Meishe!" Mrs. Wenxian laughed.

Her voice was so soft that almost no one heard it.

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