I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 222 Visitors from afar
The weather in the Western Region is always unpredictable.

Last night the wind and snow pressed against the yellow sand, turning thousands of miles of desert into snowfields.

By the time the sun comes out, the ice and snow have begun to melt.

The yellow sand is still there, but many small temporary lakes have been planted in the desert.

If a few of these lakes are preserved, it won't be long before they become a rare oasis in a desert.

The long camel team has already started heading towards the Gongga Snow Mountain.

The Holy City, which had only been on paper for a long time, finally began to take off in earnest.

The crowd standing at the exit of the secret realm on the grassland looked at the camel caravan going away, all showing expressions of hope.

No matter how many conspiracies there are behind it, at least at this moment, everyone is wishing that this city with beautiful expectations can smoothly lay down its foundation and then be built smoothly all the way.

"I hope God will bless us! May we be able to build the city smoothly."

"They trade here and communicate with each other. But we just sit back and enjoy the results!" Li Lang pointed to the distance and said.

It is so remote that except for some hermits, sects from the Western Regions such as Daxue Mountain and Dalun Temple would not choose to put their base there.

If they didn't need to ventilate and rest, with the help of the Husha tribe, everyone could arrive faster.

At this moment, I don’t know whether I am worshiping a mountain or a person.

Although the relationship between Li Lang and her can barely be regarded as that of father and daughter.

"Halibai! You are the best shepherd, tell me how long we have to go before we can reach the Holy Mountain of Gongga?" After leaving the secret desert for ten days, I seemed to have been lost in the desert in the camel caravan. , Li Lang asked Harry Bay, who had recovered from his injury.

Not only Li Lang, but also his forty-one named disciples followed, and they all put on the attire of Dainri Temple monks with red tops and white bottoms.

A trickling stream of water flows down from the top of the mountain in an endless stream.

In terms of convenience, building the city on the Gongga Holy Mountain is not a wise choice.

"In the near future, the desert caravans from the north will come to our city along the ridges of the Juheng Mountains, bringing out their precious gems, agates, dzi beads, spices, and various treasures from the desert tribes. There are specialties only, and the caravans of Gan people will also come from the southeast, bringing tea, porcelain, silk, as well as poetry, paintings, handicrafts from the Central Plains, and various exquisite objects that we have never seen before. "

Li Lang said: "Let's build the road first!"

How to build a majestic city on such a high, steep, and precipitous holy mountain?
Is this really possible?
"Okay! What should we do?" Adalanti asked what everyone was thinking at this moment.

But none of them were embarrassed.

At this moment, he was more or less involved in the drama, and he was really excited and emotional for a moment.

He is the person in charge of this trip. If he doesn't go and instead stays in the secret realm to enjoy himself, everyone will feel unsure.

"Our city must be white, as white as the snow on the top of the mountain!" Li Lang stood at the foot of the mountain and said looking up to the top of the mountain.

"What are you looking at?" Adalanti, who was following, asked Li Lang.

The same goes for Li Lang!

The scorching sun, the yellow sand, and the sky are like tourmaline.

Everyone's fatigue was swept away when they saw this mountain.

The snow-white holy mountain reflects the skylight, like a god, standing between the grassland and the desert, cutting the world into two parts.

If the journey of seven hundred miles is on the plains, even if the camel team is slower, it should be completed in a day or two.

"Future!" Li Lang spat out the word without politeness.

“There’s no road, so why talk about building a city?”

Everyone listened to Li Lang's beautiful description of the future and looked forward to it.

But when they looked at the majestic holy mountain, they were all panicked.

Maybe the Hu people can really take this opportunity to own their own city.

Li Lang did not stay in the secret realm of the grassland, but followed the camel team to Gongga Snow Mountain.

But... barren man!

But unwise refers to unwise in the conventional sense. As one of the three spiritual sources of the Western Region, Gongga Holy Mountain is located there. Not only can the city be filled with spiritual energy and the corresponding secret realm be naturally generated, but it can also It can effectively suppress the loss of spiritual energy and prevent the spiritual energy belonging to this spiritual vein from being drained away by Baiyuguan.

At the previous conference in the secret realm of the grassland, there were indeed representatives of the wilderness people coming, but they were all insignificant nobles from the small tribe of the wilderness people. After Li Lang had some contact with them, he did not show too much concern.

After all, although Gongga Holy Mountain is the source of the Mother River of the Western Regions, it is actually very remote.

"I flew to the top of the mountain first, and then threw the rope down. The craftsmen tied the rope and first built a trail along the veins for passage, and then widened it bit by bit!"

Li Lang picked up the water bag, drank the ordinary blood wine in the water bag, nodded, and believed Harry Bai's judgment.

But putting these 700 miles in the desert will only make it faster!
After entering the depths of the desert, the people of the Husha tribe used their magical powers to control the sand into flowing horses and carts, leading the entire camel team to move forward quickly.

Everyone folded their hands and bowed in the direction of Gongga Snow Mountain.

Li Lang couldn't help but look further north.

Indeed, a more suitable one could not be found.

This young man who tied himself to a scaffold in order to marry Adalanti has now become Li Lang's disciple.

It was precisely because of this consideration that when Li Lang proposed to build the city on Gongga Holy Mountain, no one objected and everyone agreed to the site.

Upon hearing Li Lang's call, Haribai immediately trotted forward: "Master! Follow the direction pointed by the stars and walk about seven hundred miles westward until you reach the Holy Mountain of Gongga!"

"Don't be anxious, we'll do it bit by bit!"

Before Li Lang traveled through time, he was not engaged in civil engineering and had little experience in this area.

Although the family is also involved in real estate, it mainly invests money, and specific projects are outsourced layer by layer.

Often when a community is completed, the person in charge of the real estate company that won the bid has never been to the construction site and only briefly looked at the drawings at the wine table.

It's so sloppy!
Fortunately, the Hu people basically have no experience in how to build a majestic city.

Their little architectural knowledge was far poorer than Li Lang's.

It’s not that the Hu people didn’t build houses, but they didn’t build cities. There is a big difference between building cities and building houses.

All Li Lang could think of now was to open a road and then bulldoze the uneven areas first.

This is always true.

Only by making noise and showing off can we have a better siphoning effect, attracting the energy, money, and wealth of more barbarians... and even barbarians.

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The process is not as slow as Li Lang imagined!

Although the productivity of this world is relatively backward, the construction tools used by the barbarian people in the Western Regions are more primitive.

However, the practitioner's magical powers, as well as his own strength, endurance, etc., can play a very good supplementary role.

It took more than ten days of hard work to finally build a small road.

Then there is the continuous excavation and leveling of the top of the mountain.

Some areas that are easy to clean will be cleaned first, and areas that are difficult to clean will be modified by modifying the drawings.

After getting into the rhythm of work, Li Lang had somewhat forgotten the fundamental purpose of his trip.

But under this change of state, his mood fluctuations were indeed more stable.

The number of magical powers increased by two more. On the contrary, the cultivation of great magical powers was no longer as impatient as before, and it was more suppressed.

The third level of Liuhe was less than half way through. Li Lang was not in a hurry, but was moving steadily and steadily.

The night wind shuttled through the snow forest, shaking the thick ice hanging on the branches from time to time.

The mountains in the distance are still brightly lit, and even in the cold night, there are still many craftsmen working all night.

This is not because Li Lang is harsh on them, but because they start work on their own out of hope and belief... even if they can't be persuaded.

Li Lang did not stay at the construction site for a long time. Instead, he sometimes flew among the snowy mountains, practicing the magical skills sent from the Snowy Mountains.

The martial arts in the Snowy Mountains are all very special. They use light, snow, wind, and faith and intention. If used properly, they can exert super strong combat power in the snowy mountain environment.

Of course, without the support of a special environment, it can only be regarded as an ordinary magical skill.

Even so, Li Lang didn't think these magical skills were useless. Even if there is no fixed acupoint, the effect of divine power is given by heaven.

Just borrowing some of these martial arts ideas was enough for Li Lang to think it was worth it.

Of course, the biggest gain is the 'Snow Nerve'. I won't mention the life-increasing effect of this longevity skill for now. After all, Li Lang is young and has practiced a lot of longevity skills. He doesn't have the anxiety about longevity, so naturally he doesn't care much about it. .

What made Li Lang feel that the transaction was not a loss was the side effect of this longevity skill.

It made Li Lang's mood and inner lake more peaceful, as if there was a snow mountain pressing down on his inner sea, tightly trapping the restless mind.

For Li Lang's practice, this 'snow nerve' is indeed very appropriate.

If Li Lang hadn't personally experienced everything, he would have suspected that this was arranged in advance.

Between the movement and movement, Li Lang always felt that the fourth sword, which had been brewing but had not yet taken shape, was about to come out.

But a voice interrupted Li Lang's thoughts at this moment.

Ah~~!

The melodious, ethereal singing came from nowhere.

On the top of this vast snow-capped mountain, there is an unspeakable emptiness.

Li Lang raised his eyes and looked around, spreading the field at the same time, but did not detect a single figure.

The singing sounded from far to near, floating and echoing around Li Lang.

It always feels like I can catch it in the next second, but it just lets it float away.

It was teasing and provoking Li Lang, as if he was sure that there was nothing he could do with it.

This feeling... is very familiar!
Li Lang's eyes suddenly focused, and he turned his hand and shot out a divine finger of sunlight.

The bright light penetrated towards one place, disappeared into the snow, and disappeared without a trace.

However, Li Lang didn't stop and continued to raise his hand to connect the dots.

As the fingers shuttled back and forth, the light of the fingers loomed faintly in mid-air, alternately forming a cage.

In the cage, a vague figure began to take shape.

She is hazy and white, her face cannot be seen clearly, floating in the mountains, like a mountain elf in Gongga Snow Mountain.

At the moment this figure condensed in the light.

Li Lang heard a crisp sword cry.

Under the snowy moonlight, like a sword protruding from the netherworld, it had already stabbed Li Lang between the eyebrows.

The singing stops!

The murderous intention has arrived!
"The Soul-Leaving Sword of the Thirteen Techniques of Tianyou!" Li Lang recognized the origin of this sword, but found it difficult to block it.

Because this sword is not just martial arts, it is also extraordinary cultivation and unique magical power.

"Is it Gu Zhaozhao with such strength?"

"Why did she come here?"

Although he might have recognized who the person was, Li Lang was unable to reveal his identity, establish friendship, or reason with him.

Because the sword was already in front of him, if he delayed for a moment, he might be killed immediately.

The sword light fills the sky, faster than lightning.

As the sword energy passed by, even the snow on the ground began to be covered with even colder frost.

The coldness carried on the Soul-Living Sword comes from the Nine Netherworld and is far more silent and cold than any kind of ice and snow in the world.

Li Lang did not use the sword, but followed his instinct.

The short knife slipped out of his cuff and fell into the palm of his hand.

Dairi Temple's Red Sun Sword Technique, combined with magical powers, can be used instantly.

The sword light and the sword light completed a brief collision in an instant.

Then, Li Lang felt the knife edge, as if it had hit a middle of nothingness.

All the power is on cotton.

Such as life will eventually be swallowed up by death.

The dim sword light and the dazzling sword light met again.

This time, Li Lang's knife hit the real thing.

Because he also used the martial arts of Tianyou Villa instead of just relying on the martial arts of Dainji Temple.

There was a faint flash of sword light.

The setting sun is shining lightly, like the first scene of spring, the cold wind is steep, and it still carries the desolation of winter that has not faded away.

"what!"

"Sure enough!" A female voice sounded.

Then it flickers away.

Li Lang felt his scalp numb, and without thinking, he turned around and stabbed him.

The light of the sword only flashed.

The whole world became quiet.

It was as if all the noise had completely disappeared at this moment.

Li Lang's face turned even colder, and he still couldn't speak to explain.

What's more...how does he explain?

Was it said that this inheritance of Tianyou Villa was taught to him by Gu Zhaozhao from another time and space?
The light of the sword wrapped around his head and body, protecting his body.

Li Lang has the inheritance of Tianyou, so he knows the weirdness of Tianyou's martial arts and methods.

It's not a question of whether it's strong or not, but once it takes action, it's difficult to defend against it.

So what if Li Lang has three powerful defensive powers?

What the opponent is hitting is not physical at all, not even mental.

Instead, it targets the soul, or extracts life force.

hum!
The back of his head was numb, and Li Lang felt slightly weak, and his steps stumbled inexplicably.

Taking advantage of the situation, he spun in the air, and the flying sword in his sleeve flew out.

"clang!"

The clear sound of impact sounded for the first time tonight.

"This swordsmanship...?"

"It's you?"

"Why do you look like this?" Gu Zhaozhao's figure finally seemed to come out of nothingness.

Dressed in black, her skin as white as snow and as if transparent, she seemed like a goddess from the Nine Netherworld, and the night was her home court.

"Do you know me?" Li Lang stood still and faced Gu Zhaozhao with a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

At the same time, his mind was confused. Could it be that Gu Zhaozhao had an impression of that experience?

"I know you, Ruyi's little face!" Gu Zhaozhao said.

"On the day when Emperor Heng was killed, I was secretly watching!" She then added.

"Strange...how do you have the aura of my Tianyou Villa?" Gu Zhaozhao asked.

(End of this chapter)