Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Chapter 190

White Deer Mountain, the air ferry.

More than a dozen teleportation arrays were suspended in the sea of ​​clouds like islands, constantly flashing white light, and practitioners with different cultivation levels came out of the teleportation array.

Most of them are Loose Immortals, and some of them with lower cultivation levels don't even have storage bags, so they have to pack their luggage in a cage, or even carry their prey directly, looking no different from ordinary people.

Yuan Hu Taoist is one of them.

He was coming out of the teleportation array with a few fat pigs.

Taoist Yuanhu has eleven levels of cultivation in the Qi refining stage, which is not too low in the Bailu Mountain area, but in the middle realm, especially near Jianmu, this kind of cultivation is similar to that of ordinary people, plus the age of Taoist Yuanhu It is also relatively large, and no sect will accept him at all, and the secret realm of the middle realm is occupied by sects of all sizes, and there is almost no place for him to collect materials for upgrading.

If there are no other accidents, Taoist Yuan Hu can only withdraw from the world of cultivating immortals, accept the employment of mortals, nobles and rich people, and spend the rest of his life as an "immortal teacher", but he is a little unwilling to be stuck in the bottleneck of his cultivation.

After all, as long as he enters the foundation building period, his life span can be extended by 100 years!

At this time, the arrival of the sky train gave him new hope.

Taoist Yuanhu originally planned to go to the East China Sea.

Although he has nothing to sell, can't buy anything, and can't participate in the East China Sea auction, the East China Sea is famous for various secret places, and Taoist Yuanhu wants to go there to find opportunities.

For this reason, Daoist Yuanhu also sold the only valuable thing on his body, his storage bag, in order to buy a train ticket.

But when he got in the car, he heard about the existence of the crack in the demon world of Bailu Mountain.

The crack created by the invasion of the demon world.

Compared with the space of its own world, this kind of crack is open, so from the inside to the entrance, the evil spirit will gradually reduce, and produce monsters polluted by evil spirit, which is just suitable for monks to enter the collection step by step according to their cultivation base. Material.

The most wonderful thing is that due to the existence of Nangong Qin, no sect dares to monopolize this crack.

So Taoist Yuanhu came to the air ferry on Bailu Mountain.

He found that Bailu Mountain was much better than he imagined.

Not only because of the unrestricted cracks in the demon world, but also because——

"Your harvest today is not bad?" Taoist Yuan Hu heard someone say to himself.

Taoist Yuanhu turned his head to look, and saw a Sanxian whose cultivation base was similar to his own, coming out of the circle.

Taoist Yuanhu didn't know the name of the other party, but only knew that the other party was a local Sanxian from Bailu Mountain, but because of the similar cultivation level, the two met several times in the crack of the demon world, and they became familiar with each other.

The man looked at the fat body that Daoist Yuanhu was carrying in his hand, with only curiosity on his face, not greed.

It's like seeing what your neighbors bought in the vegetable market.

Taoist Yuanhu didn't hate this look, he even took the initiative to show his spoils to the other party: "Today's luck is very good, I found a fat nest. If I have such good luck tomorrow, I can buy Jiuye Grass."

"Nine-leaf clover? You want to refine Jidan? Then why don't you go to the third floor of Tianjie to have a look, maybe there are bargains!"

"? The third floor of Tianjie is a shop in the late foundation building period?"

"Because it's in the late stage of foundation establishment, we don't like our gadgets. Instead, we sell some low-level materials at a low price to make up for the store's turnover. My junior brother bought a flying sword very cheaply there," The man said to Taoist Yuan Hu, "Besides, fighting is not allowed in Tianjie Street, so even if you don't buy anything, what's wrong with going up to gain knowledge? Are you afraid that those 'senior' will eat you up?"

"You're right." Taoist Yuanhu said in a deep voice.

This is a blind zone of thinking.

When I was in Jianmu, without the guidance of elders, the monks in the Qi refining stage would never dare to enter the market in the foundation stage, because I don’t know which senior is in a bad mood today and wants to sacrifice the furnace!

In addition, Jianmu has the restriction that the higher the place, the stronger the aura, so although there are monks of various cultivation levels there, the monks of each level of cultivation can only obediently stay on their own territory, or even the same cultivation level. The early stage and the late stage will be divided into different residential areas and markets, as if living in two completely different worlds.

On the contrary, Tianjie has force restrictions, so that high-level monks cannot do whatever they want with low-level monks.

Moreover, the leasing requirements of many stores have rigid requirements on turnover and customer flow, which makes many high-level monks willing and even welcome low-level monks to enter their stores.

Thinking of this, Taoist Yuanhu sighed with emotion: "The atmosphere at Bailushan Ferry is really good."

"It hasn't always been like this here." The local Sanxian of Bailu Mountain also sighed, "When the ferry was first built, only those of us who had no other places to go dared to come! Just like that, the big shots of those sects are still arguing. Noisy, later they were taught a lesson by 'that person' and fled White Deer City, but there were very few people at the ferry... Until recently, this ferry has slowly become lively, not only you, but even high-ranking A lot of monks have also come, and the shops on the upper floor of Tianjie have also started to open. We used to think that high-level monks would never come to this kind of place!"

"People with ulterior motives have left, and people who want to practice hard have come. Isn't that better?" Yuan Hu said humanely, "Not only has it become easier to exchange things, but the exploration of the cracks in the demon world has also become faster."

"Yeah, with a few more high-level monks, the 'strategy' on the ninth floor should come out, right? I wonder if they can find something interesting on the ninth floor."

The other party said happily.

The monk didn't notice that his expectation was "abnormal" in the world of cultivating immortals.

No matter how many secret realms there are in this world, how many "inheritances" left by the predecessors, if you only know how to ask but don't know how to give, it will only be exhausted. Therefore, the biggest dream of the monks is to find a high-level world that has not been explored by the predecessors. The secret realm, looting all the treasures inside, even if you pay your life for it, you don't want others to enter first.

But the crack in the demon world is not like this.

The place itself was invaded and eroded by the monster clan, so the special products are the bones of various monsters. Even if there are magic weapons, they are the fragments left by monster soldiers and generals. Originally, it was not very attractive to monks.

It was Air Ferry that issued a series of missions.

Some of these tasks are collecting materials, some are collecting magic tools, some require exploring the cracks in the demon world, and some even require breeding monsters.

These tasks were mixed on the task wall, and all the monks thought they were tasks posted by other people, but they did not expect that the task was posted by Tianjie itself, and it was also the artificial intelligence Yingzhuo 9893.

Although Yingzhuo 9893 is a bit mentally retarded, it was created to assist in the management of the base after all. How to calculate the supply and demand of a base and achieve a balance is its own job.

Therefore, under the management of Yinghuo 9893, the monks here gradually no longer regard "picking up junk" as their main purpose of exploring the cracks in the demon world. They rely more on completing tasks and trading to earn what they need.

Under such circumstances, the monks hoped that the high-ranking bosses would break through the cracks in the demon world first.

The same is true for Yuanhu Taoists.

"Yeah, just a few more high-level practitioners." He echoed casually.

As if responding to his words, the two immediately felt a huge spiritual pressure.

Along with this spiritual pressure, they could also see a group of monks at the end of the ladder connecting the teleportation array.

Although these people are all dressed up as immortals, they all have the atmosphere of regular monks, especially their handsome appearance and noble temperament. Some people believe that they are disciples of aristocratic families.

Such monks were surrounded by a thick, dark middle-aged fat man.

I saw the fat man sitting on the ground with his stomach open, pouring tons of spiritual tea into his mouth, like an incompetent bandit.

But that terrifying spiritual pressure came from this middle-aged fat man!

"Is this the spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage?" the local monk asked curiously.

"No." Taoist Yuan Hu paused in his footsteps: "I have seen monks in the Nascent Soul stage, but their spiritual pressure is not that exaggerated."

"Is that the stage of transforming gods? The stage of refining emptiness? Or even higher?"

The local monk speculated so, but his footsteps did not stop.

This kind of boss sounds great, but he is too far away from his world, so in his eyes, he seems to be no different from a Nascent Soul cultivator, anyway...the other party can't do anything at the air ferry!

So he didn't hesitate.

Taoist Yuan Hu saw his companion like this, he hesitated and followed.

They cautiously walked past that fat man who didn't know how high his cultivation level was. They only nodded slightly to show respect, and walked past there quickly.

Fortunately, those monks did not respond.

So the two quickly walked into the air ferry.

"Let me just say, no one can do anything at the air ferry." The local monk said so, but the spiritual pressure was indeed terrifying, and he was also in a cold sweat. This was also the instinctive willingness of low-level monks to surrender to high-level monks.

"But it should be from a sect, right? I don't know what sect it is?" Brother Yuan Hu was still a little bit brooding.

"Looking at the appearance, it seems to be from the Changhua School?"

"But the boss in the capital is too..."

"It's really too..."

The two shuddered, rejected their guess, and left here.

(For the disciples of the Changhua Sect) Unfortunately, the most unlikely leader of the Changhua Sect at the bottom of the ladder is none other than their Great Elder Wang Mingzhi.

This one just poured two pots of tea down his throat.

He poured the tea down his throat in one breath, panted and said, "It's still more refreshing to drink tea this way, the former sect called nothing is doing it so I don't know what it is!"

"Master!" Master Huang Yu looked helpless.

There is also Meishe’s teahouse at the air ferry, although the customers they serve are different, but if you want to say bad things about others, don’t sit on their site, let alone ask them to help deliver the letter before!

But real Huang Yu also knew his master's bad character.

Even though he has lived for thousands of years, he still looks like a little ghost.

If you stop him, he might say something even worse.

Master Huang Yu had no choice but to change the subject and said: "I don't know what happened to those disciples who went to the East China Sea? What a pity, it's rare that we, Master, rehearsed the program yourself, but we couldn't see it."

"What's the point? Isn't there going to be a Fairy Arts Conference soon? If you like it, I'll rehearse it myself next time and give you the lead role!" Wang Mingzhi laughed.

"Then there's no need, it's better for young people to show off." Huang Yuzheng replied with dead eyes.

"Hahaha, in Master's eyes, you are always a young man!"

No, not even this topic!

"Do we have to wait here?" Master Huang Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and changed the subject for the second time: "Master, you gave up the guard of honor you rehearsed and made such a big sacrifice. In case you want to meet someone What if I don't come to see you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't come to see me, I'll go and have a look under the crack in the demon world, and see what level of demons he has fought against, and to what extent he has sealed them." Wang Mingzhi had already planned, "This matter has long been What should be done, it seems that no one thought of it!"

That should not be done by you, Master!

Huang Yuzheng thought.

Why don't other people know to explore the cracks in the demon world, but those people are very active in testing Nangong Qin, but none of them care about whether the cracks in the demon world lead directly to the demon world, how strong the seal is, whether there is any danger, whether it is possible for the demon clan Break through the seal and invade again!

In this selfish world, people with a conscience always suffer a little.

Fortunately, Nangong Qin came back in time.

In fact, he didn't make the elders of the Changhua sect wait too long.

When Wang Mingzhi was about to pour the third pot of tea, a white cloud floated in front of him and turned into an invitation card.

"Nangong Qin is back." Wang Mingzhi didn't even read the content of the invitation, so he turned his head to look at Tianjie, "He asked us to meet him at the top of the 'Glass Tower'!"

"Tsk tsk, that's really arrogant!"