Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Shangdu Jianmu

The Fairy in the Clouds floated up on the auspicious clouds.

Under the nine layers of blue sky, among the vast sea of ​​clouds, a giant tree taller than the highest mountain peak stood proudly.

What grows on its layer upon layer of treetops is not the lush branches and leaves, but the bustling and bustling city.

Especially at the very top of the canopy, a circular hall is located here, surrounded by colorful rays of light, dazzling like blooming flowers.

This is the headquarters of Zhengdao League.

Although some people always say that "there is Lingxiao above, and Jianmu below", Yunjian believes that no matter how spectacular or powerful it is, even the Lingxiao Palace in the past cannot be compared to the one-case.

After all, Lingxiao Temple only relies on the inheritance of true immortals, and the Zhengdao League represents the real power of immortal cultivators in this world.

Otherwise, how could the Lingxiao Palace be smashed down by the "mere" Mahayana period?

However, that Mahayana is always a problem.

Yun Jian thought so.

She turned her eyes away from the shining palace and looked at the southern sky behind the canopy.

At this time, a voice came from afar.

"Isn't this Fairy Yunjian from Yumen Palace?"

Yun Jian followed the prestige and saw a group of monks flying towards this side, their faces were somewhat familiar, probably allies who had met at the regular meeting of the Righteous Dao League before.

Yun Jian showed a smile: "Long time no see, are you coming to the regular meeting?"

It is said that it is a regular meeting, which is naturally a practice.

The Zhengdao League has a regular meeting on the first and fifteenth day of each month, but except for some sects that are determined to participate, other sects don’t care whether they participate or not. show justice.

The main hall of Zhengdao League is a magic weapon, its volume can be adjusted according to the number of people, so it can accommodate as many people as possible.

When the number of participants exceeds 10, it is called a "big regular meeting".

This kind of "big regular meeting" is very rare. The last time it was the third war between immortals and demons was 800 years ago.

Legend has it that every "big regular meeting" is the moment of life and death in this world.

Although Yunjian has been reincarnated for four generations, he has not participated in that kind of regular meeting.

But recently there have been faint signs.

Like recently, different fairy sects took the initiative to participate in the regular meeting every month, and this was the first time Yun Jian encountered it.

The monk who greeted Yunjian before also smiled and said, "Ah, I wanted to hear about the follow-up of Lingxiao Temple, but it seems that I have encountered a more troublesome event."

Saying so, the other party looked towards the direction Yun Jian had just looked at.

There, the sky is like ice that has been hit with a hammer, and is strewn with cobwebs of white cracks, so that the whole world seems to be made up.

"I don't know if there is any countermeasure." Yun Jian sighed.

The other party said: "The last few regular meetings will discuss this matter. I heard that the leader has rushed back because of this matter, and the other protectors are also on their way back. We must not let that person continue!"

"It actually pierced through the sky, if it attracts extraterritorial demons, it will be over!"

The monks looked worried.

Yunjian sighed, but felt that this was the attitude a monk should have.

In contrast, there was another group of guys who even knocked down the Lingxiao Temple, and they were still holding tea parties happily, and even the election of the leader was a "tea fighting competition", which was too slow.

Don't they understand that the previous "neutrality" was based on the delicate balance between Lingxiao Palace and Zhengdao League? !

Letting them mess around is the real destruction!

Yun Jian thought about it, and flew towards the main hall with the group of monks.

As expected, this regular meeting was presided over by the leader himself, just like the information obtained by Yun Jian, and it is worth noting that there are several disciples of Lingxiao Palace in the hall.

After the crash of Lingxiao Palace, Yun Jian hadn't seen them appear in this place for some time.

"I think everyone has seen the hole in the sky in the southern region! It has been confirmed by the disciples of the Lingxiao Palace that it is the work of the magic weapon of the real fairy!" said a Dharma protector, and finally clarified the unspoken plan of the Zhengdao League, " Therefore, in order to prevent similar incidents from happening again in the future, the Righteous Dao League decided to join forces with the various immortal sects to salvage the Hall of Lingxiao from the North Sea!"

"Everyone, do you have any objections?"

Of course there is no objection.

In fact, since the crash of Lingxiao Palace, everyone has been thinking about how to get it up.

The only difference lies in whether you want to make a fortune secretly by yourself, or do it with everyone in a big way!

Yunjian felt that both were understandable.

But she was a little embarrassed.

"My lord, before that, can I ask for a small matter?" Yun Jian asked.

The leader of the Zhengdao League, Jiuding Tianjun, is a young man with a friendly smile and looks very young.

It looks slightly out of place with the location.

But in this hall, if the other people are like the branches and leaves of Jianmu, he is like the main hall at the top of the tree crown, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

Jiuding Tianjun looked at Yunjian and smiled lightly: "Please tell me."

However, his spiritual pressure was so heavy on Yun Jian that Yun Jian didn't dare to raise his head.

Yunjian became more and more afraid.

But he also thinks that this is the aura that the leader of the Zhengdao League should have.

She trembled her lips and said, "It's about Master Youtan, the president of the Mei Society...She has disappeared recently. I'm afraid it will affect the salvage plan?"

"I thought she was dead?"

"Yes, we can be sure that she has entered the path of reincarnation, but we don't know what happened yesterday, that heart... the heart of chaos suddenly vibrated for unknown reasons, and now the Netherworld is in chaos, so we can't detect her whereabouts! "

"Even so, you can directly elect the president!" said a Dharma protector.

"I'm afraid not. Before the president's eternal light goes out, only her heirs are eligible to challenge the succession. Otherwise, even if we choose the president at will, we won't have the power to read the mark." Yun Jian was also in a dilemma.

"Are you saying that as Yumen Palace, or as Meishe?!" The guardian questioned.

This is the inconvenience of reincarnation.

Because of the relationship with memory, even if I want to change my position, I still can't be trusted.

Yunjian didn't flinch: "Since I'm on both sides, I'm speaking from the standpoint of both."

"Tch!" The guardian seemed very dissatisfied with this answer.

But in the end, Jiuding Tianjun made a decision: "Forget it, let Guardian Youming take people to the way of reincarnation!"

"Thank you, leader!" Yunjian said in surprise.

The lofty voice then turned cold: "It's just that I don't want any other accidents—?!"

Yun Jian shuddered.

It's just that before she could respond in time, she felt a gust of wind blowing around her.

When Yunjian looked up again, he found that the leader had disappeared.

Only then did she realize that the "wind" just now should have been brought out by the leader passing by her.

The rest of the people in the hall were also a little slower to react, and followed out of the hall.

Therefore, by the time everyone came outside the hall, it was obviously already a step too late—or in other words, it wouldn't help if they came out early? ——In the air outside the main hall, there is an extra floating island (?).

It was a strange island.

It is almost oval, with many tall buildings vaguely on it, and a pillar in the center. The reason why it is said "vaguely" is because it is covered with a round cover, making this "island" like It is generally a semicircular sphere.

But the sphere is not completely closed, there is a tall building on its front, with the words "Tianjie" written on it.

Through this building sign, you can easily enter inside.

Yunjian's complexion turned pale, and she could feel that there was a very familiar spiritual power near the building.

That's right, this "Sky Street" shouldn't be here, but was superimposed in this position after passing through Meishe's supernatural powers.

Isn't the only building that can fly in the sky recently the legendary "that"? !

What Yunjian noticed, others naturally noticed too.

In the clouds, I heard someone shouting:

"Wait, Lord Leader! Don't go near there!"

Yunjian opened his eyes wide, and saw that the leader of the Zhengdao League was already flying towards the building with his sword.

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.

But since the leader has set an example, the others dare not lag behind.

Several protectors and hall masters of the Zhengdao League flew up together, but Yun Jian hesitated for a moment, but he also bit the bullet and drove Xiangyun and followed behind everyone.

Anyway, since this building has come to this place, and it is still related to Meishe, she can't get rid of the relationship.

However, when Zhengdaomeng and others came to the building, they didn't go in directly.

In fact, there is no need to go in.

On the building directly opposite the building sign, a mirage (probably?) is showing the head of a huge old man.

"I am the Master of the Six Paths in charge of Tianjie. Everyone of the Tiandao League, this old man is so polite!"

The old man said so.

Although he used honorifics, it didn't sound very respectful.

Jiuding Tianjun frowned.

And a guardian shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?!"

"Is this what the old man wants to ask the Zhengdao League?" The old man who claimed to be "Six Daoists" asked back, "You Zhengdaomeng have repeatedly provoked Tianjie, are you going to start a war with our master? If you want to do this, We can accompany—"

With these words, Tianjie roared.

A straight, thick and hard gun barrel protruded from the bottom of Tianjie, aiming at Jianmu.

In fact, if you really want to launch the railgun, you don't need to extend the barrel. This thing is still a deterrent, and it looks like it was made overnight.

But it works great.

Immediately, the monks who were still gathered in the meeting hall ran away in a panic, as if they had encountered a flock of wild cats.

"This cannon once pierced a hole in the sky," the real man of six paths said with a chuckle, "I don't know what Jianmu will become after eating this cannon!"

"you dare--"

The protector of the Zhengdao League wanted to scold him, but stopped him with one hand.

Jiuding Tianjun looked at the image of the six real people and almost gritted his teeth:

"This is a misunderstanding! Our Righteous Daoist League has never intended to be an enemy of Nangong Xianren!"

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