In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 306 Her Concert

The remains of the fairyland?

The relic that gave birth to countless heroes in the cultivation world, he had practiced for a hundred years and had not encountered even one;

I didn’t expect to meet you here!

However, the Taoist priest is no longer the young monk he was back then.

He did not ask about the contents of the treasure, but first asked the other party about two conditions. If he could not meet them, there was no need to covet this opportunity.

Gao Huating said, "I can only tell you the specific conditions when the time is right."

"No, let's get this straight."

Wang Jixuan said seriously:

"The current situation is very complicated. The three spiritual practitioners who are eyeing this treasure are all stronger than me at the moment.

"If Garino hadn't threatened that the Stargate could open at any time, I wouldn't have to be so anxious."

"threaten?"

Gao Huating said seriously:

"If it's because of the threat from the Blade Beast, then you can relax for now.

"They are currently unable to activate a stargate on this planet, and the stargates outside are unable to locate here."

Wang Jixuan was puzzled: "Why?"

"When my soul awakened, the inheritance land we left behind was automatically activated, and this planet was actually shielded."

Gao Huating said softly:

“The Blade Beast may not know this.

“Based on my observation, they only know how to use technology and can only replicate a small part of the technology, but they cannot actually understand the principles of the technology.

"The Stargate is also a technology we left behind, and it is very easy to block it.

"It's just a pity that this kind of shielding is time-limited."

"how long?"

"There are probably still four or five months left," Gao Huating said helplessly, "There is not much energy left in the planetary barrier, so I didn't want to tell you about this because the time is too short and it doesn't make much sense."

Wang Jixuan murmured, "In other words, we still have four or five months to improve our strength?"

"You are talking about the most pessimistic scenario. The Blade Beast may not launch an attack directly in a few months."

Gao Huating explained:

“Their current goal should be to take some spiritual practitioners as slaves.

"You are an elegant cultivator. There is no need to disrupt your practice rhythm because of the threat of this inferior artificial race."

Wang Jixuan: ...

An elegant cultivator.

This was the first time he heard this evaluation.

After all, there are many old elders in their Wangxian Valley who speak carelessly and curse when they are drunk with fairy wine.

"We cannot pin our hopes on the mercy of our enemies."

The Taoist priest was also a little helpless:
“To be honest, with only a few months left, it was really hard for me to reach a higher level.

"I can't be graceful now, just stay alive first."

Gao Huating consoled her, "Practice must be done step by step. What you should pursue is your own upper limit, not the speed of practice."

"So I came to see you."

Wang Jixuan smiled and said:
"I was hoping that with your little bit of wealth, I could recover some of my strength.

"As long as I can return to 60% of my peak strength, I will be able to protect this planet and remain invincible."

"if it is like this……"

Gao Huating thought carefully.

She whispered, "Why don't you wait until you reach the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm before you come to me to open the secret inheritance site of our civilization. If your realm is lower than the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, it will be difficult to digest the heritage inside quickly."

Wang Jixuan's forehead was covered with black lines: "No, did I ever tell Gao Huating about my cultivation level?"

"You are the second immortal cultivator I have met."

Gao Huating smiled gently, her eyes also filled with memories. She paused for a few seconds and continued:
"I can understand your predicament now.

“I once stood at the top of all living beings, just one step away from ascending to heaven, but now I am being oppressed and threatened by these corrupt and despicable guys.

"But please cherish your talent and ability for cultivation, and don't let the complicated current situation affect your future achievements."

There was a hint of envy and melancholy in Gao Huating's eyes.

She whispered, "The path you can take is the ideal we all long for but cannot achieve."

"Ascension?"

"Yes."

The Taoist priest was speechless.

He still didn't ask what the two conditions were, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

If he were asked to give a complete method of cultivation, how would he choose?
As if she had seen Wang Jixuan's doubts, Gao Huating smiled gently:

“Well, when you reach the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, we will go together to open the secret place. Before we set off, I will tell you what the two conditions are.

"It is not difficult for you, and it does not violate morality and ethics."

"Okay," Wang Jixuan asked, "Is the treasure the secret place of inheritance?"

"Yes," Gao Huating said, "If Weier Aminatuk can gain your complete trust and become your close partner, you can also take her with you and let her try to experience a spiritual practitioner's promotion trial."

"Then I think I understand."

The Taoist priest nodded slowly.

In short, it is unlikely that this secret place has any elixir or magic medicine, nor is it possible for him to increase his cultivation by hundreds of years.

"When did I learn to be so wishful?"

He stood up to leave;

Gao Huating raised her hand and supported her temple. Her soul from her previous life had disappeared.

"Prepare well for the performance tonight," Wang Jixuan encouraged. "There will be a lot of audiences this time. Send them off with your singing."

"Well, I'll do my best!"

Gao Huating clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

Wang Jixuan waved and turned to leave. As soon as he jumped out of the car, Gao Huating took a step forward and chased after him:
"Sir! Will you be here tonight?"

"Of course, my real body came here just to give these souls a ride."

Wang Jixuan said simply:

"We can go back to Fort 76 together later. I asked them to prepare a special plane."

"Yeah," Gao Huating nodded vigorously, watching Wang Jixuan's back as he left with his hands in his pockets, and leaned against the door for a long time without looking back.

She sighed softly, put aside all distracting thoughts, hid her thoughts deep in her heart, and went back to the mirror to adjust her makeup and prepare for the evening's performance.

"He is not a good match," the man in the mirror reminded softly, "His goal is to go to the world of the strong, and he will not stay for too long for anyone."

"The commander has a girlfriend," Gao Huating replied softly.

She pursed her lips gently, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

In a trance, she opened her eyes and saw countless stars in front of her, layered and gathered around the stage like a sea and scattered on the plateau.

She heard the cheers around her;

Even if there are no sound waves vibrating in the air.

Gao Huating held the microphone in front of her with both hands; her long skirt and long hair created a beautiful picture under the spotlight.

"The next song is the one I composed for Commander Black Storm. At this special moment today, I would like to sing this song for you..." The military band played a simple string arrangement.

……

A corner some distance away from the stage;
Taoist Wang, who was preparing the incense table, yellow paper, and brazier, looked up at the stage when he heard this.

Zheng Shiduo laughed beside him: "Brother Wang, Hua Ting is singing for you."

"It's none of my business. I just provided her with inspiration," Wang Jixuan glared at Lao Zheng, "You'll be the one crying later!"

"I can't cry!"

Ji Xiao laughed and said, "You can use some pepper water to squeeze your eyes."

"So experienced? You'll cry again later," the Taoist priest ordered mercilessly.

The smile shifted from Ji Xiao to Ji Yale's face.

Wu Man ran over holding a few suonas. "Sir, these instruments have been delivered. Do you want to use them later? Is there any explanation?"

Wang Jixuan picked up a suona and weighed it in his hand.

Only then did he remember that he actually didn't know how to play this thing.

The Taoist priest muttered, "You can use your power freely later. This ritual will be enough, although I don't know if it can work."

Gao Huating's singing voice was heard in the air.

Wang Jixuan has actually listened to this song "Black Storm" several times, and he has different feelings every time he listens to it.

When Gao Huating was humming in the dormitory next door, she felt a sense of relaxation, with a little bit of youthful and ignorant expectation.

She also has a natural ability to move people when she is recording in the studio or singing on the radio.

Tonight's song has a bit more of an emotion that is hard to let go. Although it is not sad and mournful, it can touch the areas in people's hearts that are usually difficult to touch. It is very suitable for the current atmosphere of farewell.

The stars near the stage kept twinkling.

The overlapping figures were all immersed in the strange waves released by Gao Huating.

Wang Jixuan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this: "Really strong."

"A natural born singer," Zheng Shiduo praised beside her, "She is worthy of being from our D5."

Several shadows slowly floated over.

They were the souls of the old marshals who had shown up that day and greeted Fu Jian.

Wang Jixuan put down the peach wood sword and talisman in his hands, took the initiative to step forward, smiled faintly, and bowed slightly to several people.

"Everyone, have you made a decision?"

"Well, a few of us old guys want to leave, but there is a group of young people who will stay."

"Thank you, young man. We who are already dead can actually get different options from you... In fact, being able to free us from that kind of pain and defeat a pillar blade beast is already incredibly incredible."

"You're welcome," Wang Jixuan raised his hand and said, "It's just a piece of cake for me, and I've gained a lot of benefits."

"Ugh."

An old marshal looked into the distance with emotion and said slowly:

"I didn't expect that Fu Jian is still the one supporting humanity. Is there no one left to succeed us?"

"Humanity still has many heroic generals."

Wang Jixuan said seriously:

“It’s not that there is no successor. More often than not, it’s because Fu Jian is too strong and his followers don’t have the confidence to surpass him.

“In actual contact, it turns out that the blade beasts don’t have any real leader. They just rely on their own strength to do whatever they want.

“Most of the spiritual practitioners are just selfish.

"Everyone can bully the weak, and they can also find ways to corrupt others. It is impossible for everyone to defeat the strong with the weak, or to defeat the strong with a weak civilization."

The old marshal nodded in agreement.

The old soul next to him asked, "Did you come here specially to help us become civilized?"

"Yes," Taoist Wang nodded seriously, "First of all, I am also a human, but a human with a different development direction. We don't have technology, but we happen to know a little bit about spiritual energy, so it's no problem to restrain blade beasts and spiritual practitioners!"

Zheng Shiduo and Wu Man looked at each other.

They had never seen Wang Jixuan speak like this before.

This sounds a bit like bragging, but considering what happened before, it seems that Wang Jixuan is just stating the facts.

There is no humility at all.

Several old marshals were obviously relieved. They nodded slowly and saluted Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan bowed in return.

"Thank you, practitioner."

"We shouldn't pin our hopes for the revival of our civilization on you. The future must be created by human hands. However, we still hope that you can help those who come after us."

"In the era we lived in, large numbers of people died every day, and cities fell one after another."

"We lost 80, 90 percent of our population. These are not cold numbers, they are blood and hatred."

“That feeling of powerlessness brought us to the brink of collapse.”

"But now we see hope. We see it in you and in our old friend."

"No more chatting, let's go first, otherwise we will be surrounded by a group of soldiers we brought with us and cry."

"Everyone, take care on your journey."

Wang Jixuan said this with a smile, and then watched the shadows move forward, towards the fields under the starry night, towards the desert where civilization had ceased to exist.

The night wind blows;

They talked and laughed, their voices became increasingly distant, and their figures gradually faded away until they could no longer be seen.

Maybe life is just like this, with some regrets and some satisfaction, it goes by and disappears.

A few more phantoms floated over, accompanied by the melodious melody in the night breeze, chatted with Wang Jixuan for a few words and then said goodbye and left.

The starlight began to fade away.

The singer on the stage sang each song with deep emotion.

Wang Jixuan was seeing off each figure.

The incense table and the secular funeral band he prepared became just decorations. After all, Wang Jixuan didn't know where the exact road to the underworld was.

More than one million military souls will stay in the Paradise Sky Curtain to prevent the Sixth Pillar from giving birth to their own souls again. They have been contaminated with a little bit of demonic energy and transformed it into Buddha's light.

They will gradually dissipate later, but it can be guaranteed that within a few years, the Sixth Pillar will not be easily taken back by the Blade Beasts.

Except for the souls of these soldiers, all other souls gradually passed away tonight.

There are also some souls from alien civilizations here, and their number is not small. They are similar to humans on Earth, and they are also expressing their gratitude.

Regret is already the main theme of tonight.

As the evening drew to a close, the singer Xiaohua Ting, whose voice had become hoarse, couldn't hold back her tears on the stage. She had a harp brought in and began to pluck the strings.

A little bit of starlight accompanied by the sound of the piano floated towards the sky, merged into the Milky Way, and turned into starlight.

The piano music lasted for a long time before it ended.

Gao Huating opened her eyes and saw an empty wasteland in front of her and the band that had already left behind her.

She felt lost and thought that everything was just a dream, but she didn't want to wake up from the dream.

"gone back."

A familiar voice sounded nearby.

Wang Jixuan stood beside the stage and said lazily, "I only have half a day to rest. It will take two or three hours on the road. I have to go back quickly."

"Okay sir."

Gao Huating smiled gently, lowered her head and placed a kiss on the harp. She did not even bother to remove her makeup and change into casual clothes, and ran over holding up the hem of her performance costume.

(End of this chapter)