Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Nangong Zhenyan saw the crack in the southern sky only afterwards.

The cracks were like traces on glass, covering the horizon of the southern border like spider webs, which looked extremely unrealistic.

At that time, Zhenyan was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold, and he was stunned for a long time.

Prior to this, the descriptions such as "the pillars of heaven are broken, and the earth is perfect. The sky tilts to the northwest, so the sun, moon and stars move away" and "Yuyu clarifies Wanliai" are just exaggerated expressions in Zhenyan's concept.

Although he believed in Tianjie's defense system, he did not expect such an exaggerated effect.

No, it's not unexpected.

After all, this "Super Electromagnetic Railgun" was created by the ancestors of Nangong Qinnangong!

Tianjie's defense system did not have the ability to fight back.

After all, no matter how high-tech the intelligent core is, it is also a civilian device, and of course it will not have military functions. Even the protective cover outside is to avoid natural disasters such as cosmic radiation and Martian storms.

But the world of comprehension is different. Every monk is a mobile natural disaster in the later stage, and defense alone is not enough.

And this kind of thing is not suitable for Nangong Qin to do it.

Firstly, it is impossible for Nangongqin to guard the ferry in the air all the time; secondly, Zhenyan does not intend to build only one ferry, and it is impossible to find someone to sit at each ferry; What a shame!

Zhenyan simply asked Nangongqin to help build a weapon that could be controlled by artificial intelligence.

Of course, Nangongqin did not disagree with Zhenyan's request.

"What kind of weapon does Yan'er want?"

"Can I still choose?" Zhenyan suddenly became greedy, "Can it be as powerful as your strongest move?"

"Yes, but if that magic weapon is used, the entire White Deer Mountain Range will be gone, right?"

Nangongqin is very conscious about the positioning of his humanoid nuclear bomb, and he also feels that he is humble.

Zhenyan didn't want to give up.

Boys always have longing for weapons and so on. Zhenyan gestured to Nangong Qin: "We can orientate, determine the attack target, and then decide the attack strength and range... By the way, ancestor, aren't you very good at lightning? Make a super electromagnetic The guns are great!"

"...Superelectric...porcelain foam?"

"It just looks like a white beam of light! Make it long! Make it thick! Make it hard!"

"...if Yan'er wants it."

Nangong Qin's expression was indescribable.

Although Yi Zhenyan has never tried it, he is full of confidence in Tianjie's "super electromagnetic gun".

Nangongqin naturally lived up to this trust.

Nangong Zhenyan's "advertisement" was completely fired with this shot.

——Nonsense, it has pierced the sky, it's hard not to know!

Not only limited to this small world, but just this hole, from the ascended true immortals to the ghosts and insects who have not yet transformed themselves are all asking what happened, so the name of the Bailu Mountain Air Ferry has followed suit. According to legend, it has been spread all over the world, all over the world, and in the end it is even bigger than Nangongqin's name.

After all, there are often monks in the Mahayana period, but magic weapons that can pierce the sky are not often found.

But this is all for later.

As far as the speed of information dissemination in the world of cultivating immortals is concerned, this matter is enough to gossip for thousands of years.

But at the time of the incident, Nangong Zhenyan didn't know what a big deal he had caused.

Zhenyan is in the Tianjie Inn.

This inn is positioned as an express hotel. Open the window to see the street, and there are tall buildings in front of it. If you don't poke your head out, you can't even see the sky. Naturally, you won't know what's going on outside.

The camera lens of the smart core is turned on, but the direction is facing the ferry, and the sky cannot be seen.

So when he watched the Nascent Soul cultivator being sucked dry by the metal snake lock, and the golden python wrapped around the ferry was crushed by a cannonball, Zhenyan looked as if he didn't take it seriously, and most people in the inn secretly praised Zhen He spoke calmly, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The same goes for other people on Tianjie.

Those who are still in Tianjie are probably those who did not have time to escape when the Golden Snake Lock was activated just now. Although there is a ban on Tianjie to protect no one from being injured, it is natural to worry about being locked in such a place.

Therefore, as soon as the giant snake covering the sky street disappeared, these monks flew out one after another.

Daoist Liuyu also wanted to take advantage of the confusion and leave.

He didn't fly directly, but wanted to go to the ferry and escape to the crack of the demon world through the teleportation array.

The place there is big enough, don't try to find someone in it normally, he will come out with a different face after the limelight has passed, and no one will know about the "Patriarch of the Six Paths in charge of Tianjie" in the future!

It's a pity that he didn't even go out of the store.

Zhenyan looked at the holographic screen and twitched her eyebrows: "Yinghuo!"

"Understood." The artificial intelligence responded.

So when Master Liuyu tried to lift the restriction on the store he was hiding in, not only did the restriction not touch, but it added several thick layers, wrapping the room like a gift box, and also attached a warm and considerate reminder.

"Dear customer, your identity is read abnormally, please show your transmission card to re-verify your identity, thank you for your cooperation!"

Master Liuyu was stunned for a moment.

"No, I'm not a 'client', no transfer card!"

As for the fact that Liuyu can still use this shop without a teleportation card, he actually discovered a bug.

Of course, there is no reason for this situation.

"Dear 'not a customer', please use the transmission card to prove that you are not a customer." The artificial intelligence said friendly.

Liuyu felt like going crazy: "I'm not a customer, where did I get the transmission card?"

"In this case, please apply for a transmission card as soon as possible."

"To apply for a teleportation card, let me go out of this shop first!"

"Only after you show your transmission card and verify your identity can you let go."

"So! I don't have a teleportation card!"

...you can convince the AI ​​to count you as the winner!

Zhenyan casually turned off all the surveillance videos amid the wailing of the real Liuyu.

He smiled at the female cultivators of the Mei Society: "I'm sorry, but I have brought you into such a disgraceful situation. If you feel that this place is not safe, I can change you to another residence, or you can leave if you want .”

Mrs. Wenxian did not answer immediately.

Zhenyan's actions just now were completely undisguised, and it was clear that he had a deep relationship with this ferry.

If it was before asking Zhenyan for help, or even when she came to this ferry, Mrs. Wenxian would definitely refuse Zhenyan's help, but after she suddenly figured out what Zhengdaomeng wanted from Meishe, she Suddenly not so sure.

If Zhengdaomeng wants "that thing", then it has nothing to do with whether Meishe is really involved with Dukou.

Rather, at this stage, if we really get on line with the ferry, Meishe still has one more way out.

What's more, Ferry just showed his strength.

Mrs. Wenxian thought to herself.

She made such a judgment only knowing that the golden snake lock was broken. If she knew that the rail gun shot pierced the sky, she would not even have such hesitation. Maybe she would immediately take everyone Returned to Zhenyan.

Of course, even now she makes a decision in an instant.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Yan Zhen! We are very grateful for your willingness to take us in, so there is no right to pick and choose." Mrs. Wen Xian said angrily.

She smiled and invited Zhenyan: "You have helped us a lot, and it would be too much not to invite you to drink a cup of tea. Last time, Patriarch Youtan also said that he wanted to thank you in person. It is better to hit the sun instead of choosing a date. How about today? "

Zhenyan said that he didn't want to drink tea.

But Mrs. Wenxian's words were very strange.

"Patriarch Youtan?" Zhenyan still remembers the girl who caught a "baby" from her body last time, but I haven't seen her today, let alone saying "thank you in person", it doesn't seem to be an incarnation outside the body look.

Zhenyan asked strangely, "Is she here?"

"She is in the main forum of Mei Society, but we can move the main forum here."

"?" Zhenyan showed a puzzled expression.

"What's more, about this incident, our Mei Club will give you an explanation as soon as possible!" Mrs. Wenxian said.

She didn't explain any more, but Yingying saluted Zhen's words and deeds, and the nuns under her had already taken action.

Those nuns cleaned the hall of the inn, hung thick silk embroidered with beautiful scenery on the walls, and dipped the branches of plum blossoms with clean water, and sprinkled them around the house.

Since the movements of the female cultivators have been trained, the cleaning process is not messy, but rather elegant.

Also boring.

Zhenyan finally understood why Mrs. Wenxian said she wanted to drink tea, because there was really nothing else to do while waiting for others to do these preparations.

However, brewing tea also seems to be part of the preparation process.

When the aroma of tea filled the entire room and the water vapor smudged around, the walls of the inn suddenly disappeared, and what appeared in front of Zhenyan was a completely unfamiliar scenery.

Zhenyan recalled that the last time he drank tea at the Meishe Teahouse, the scenery outside the teahouse was not Bailu City, but an inexplicable snow mountain.

But this time Zhenyan brought victory.

The bird had no interest in human manners, and even less in bad tea.

Seeing the changes in the surrounding environment, Shengyu became excited instead.

"Yo? Where is this place?!"

Having said that, she stood up, looked around curiously, and even walked out of the inn.

Just like the snow mountain last time, the scenery outside the inn is also real.

Zhenyan didn't bother to stop Shengyu, but only looked at Mrs. Wenxian curiously.

"Young Master Yan Zhen, this is the inheritance of our Mei Society," Mrs. Wenxian sat upright and said seriously: "There is no need to fly with a royal sword, and there is no need to teleport a magic circle. We can see what we want at any time. scenery, go to the place we want to go, anytime, as we like, as we like!"

"It seems so powerful." Zhenyan admired, looking at the completely unfamiliar scenery outside the inn, "You said the Meishe main altar earlier, so your main altar is located in this kind of place?"

"No, this... seems to be a small mistake."

Mrs. Wenxian looked around in embarrassment.

At this moment, they are in a cemetery. Everywhere they can see, there are all large and small tombstones, and these tombstones are shrouded in a gray mist, so that the sky cannot be seen from above, and the ground cannot be descended. Only the faint will-o'-the-wisp slowly fluttering.

"I want you to meet some adults from our Mei Club, but it seems that they were accidentally transferred to the cemetery of the main altar...ah!"

Mrs. Wen Xian only spoke half of her words before screaming out loud.

Because a bony hand suddenly rested on her shoulder.

Then a voice sounded faintly:

"It's not a mistake."