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

Chapter 323 So Experienced
Golden light burst out from Meng Jin's hands, and Wang Jixuan thought he was going to kill Li Weiqi directly.

I didn’t expect it…to be treatment.

And if Wang Jixuan sensed correctly, the golden light that Meng Jin was releasing now should have the effect of restraining demonic energy.

A newly developed psychic circuit by spiritual practitioners?

Taoist Master Wang was a little surprised by this. After all, he had been listening to No. 5 complaining about how these three old guys were conservative and arrogant. He didn't expect that they also had scientific research capabilities.

And look above.

The golden light blooming from Meng Jin's palm shone into Li Weiqi's body. Li Weiqi's injuries seemed to be relieved, and he woke up from his coma.

Li Weiqi shook his head and slowly looked up to the front.

In just a moment, the ruthlessness and brilliance in Li Weiqi's eyes disappeared and turned into helplessness and despair.

He smiled bitterly and said in a trembling voice: "Another big shot has come to torture me..."

“My time is limited.”

Meng Jin put his hands behind his back and said slowly:

“I probably know everything about you. Angel asked me to come here, and I think you also know that you have no chance of survival.

"Just tell me where the information is, and I'll let you die quickly.

"You don't know what the original Inquisition did, do you?"

Li Weiqi's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he wanted to speak but hesitated.

He read amusement in Meng Jin's eyes.

Meng Jin seemed to take pleasure in exposing his lies.

Li Weiqi asked in a low voice: "Aren't you already disabled by the black storm?"

The smile on Meng Jin's lips became more intense: "Want to counterattack? You are too young, Li Weiqi."

After saying that, Meng Jin snapped his fingers lightly, and Li Weiqi was hit by air punches on both sides of his ribs at the same time. Li Weiqi lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Jin smiled and said, "This is the second to last time I've told you where the intelligence is going."

Li Weiqi screamed several times and found that the woman outside the door would not come in, so he finally gave in.

He asked in a low voice: "Hasn't the black storm destroyed you?"

Meng Jin said calmly: "Is this the only low-quality attacking technique you can come up with?"

He raised his hand slightly, and the large muscles of Li Weiqi's legs and arms suddenly began to twist irregularly. In just two seconds, Li Weiqi raised his head and screamed, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he kept swearing.

Meng Jin lightly stroked with his fingers, and Li Weiqi's muscles were still twitching slightly. He lowered his head and gasped.

"I can play with you for half an hour," Meng Jin said calmly, "It's good for both of us to tell you. This method of torture is only the most basic. I can also treat you and interrogate you at the same time."

Li Weiqi raised his head and looked at Meng Jin, squinting his eyes and smiling: "Aren't you already crippled by the black storm?..."

Meng Jin's nostrils trembled slightly and he punched forward suddenly.

With a bang, Li Weiqi's chest collapsed inward, and the bent ribs almost pierced his heart.

Li Weiqi's lips turned purple, and he kept muttering: "Haven't you... been destroyed by the black storm..."

Meng Jin swung his left hand violently.

A streak of blood sprayed onto the cross behind, and Li Weiqi's head slowly slid down.

"Humph, a repeater who was brainwashed by Fu Jian."

Meng Jin shook his head and turned away.

The former head of the trial team, who had many rare interrogation methods, hated this interrogation.

Not long after Meng Jin left, a faint circle of light appeared under Li Weiqi's feet, and a very faint ripple quickly disappeared.

……

Li Weiqi is dead.

He clearly remembered that he died at the hands of the furious Meng Jin.

"Well, I only did one or two meaningful things."

'It's worth it.'

"It just hurts so much. Even after enduring it for so long, Angel still didn't relent."

"They have been asking about the whereabouts of the intelligence. They must be trying to catch the naturalists by following the clues. So what went wrong?"

"No, why can I still think? Haven't I lost my head?"

Li Weiqi suddenly reacted.

It took him a long time to barely sense himself, and then he found himself in a dark, empty box.

When I looked down, I realized that I was just a hollow soul.

Light soul, light soul.

'I'm a bit of a jerk in some situations.'

Li Weiqi sighed softly.

He stood in the darkness, thinking about Angel's pregnancy, his excitement when he saw the Black Storm's true form, and many other things...

The only thing he didn't think about was whether he could survive.

This was actually beyond his understanding.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Huh? Why am I not dead yet?"

Li Weiqi, who reviewed his life, felt a little confused again.

Suddenly, a faint light flickered in the darkness.

Li Weiqi was subconsciously curious, and his soul began to move slowly towards the faint light involuntarily.

He had the most basic vigilance, worrying that this was some new type of interrogation method. He had heard people say that before...

"Li Weiqi?"

An old, powerful voice slowly floated over from the front.

Li Weiqi shuddered, and the tiny light hit him, creating a curtain of light.

He subconsciously covered his eyes with the back of his hand. He heard the birds singing and smelled the fragrance of flowers. When he put his hand down, he found himself in a forest.

There are dark green mountains in the distance and pine and cypress forests nearby.

There is a mossy stone road under your feet, and at the end of the road you can see a small fenced courtyard.

Everything feels so real;
That is, Li Weiqi raised his hand to touch his chest, but his palm did not touch anything solid, it just passed through.

Oh, that's not real.

"Little friend."

The old voice came again.

There was a creaking sound, and the wooden door of the thatched hut in the courtyard was opened. An old Taoist with a childlike face, white hair, and wearing a green robe walked out slowly, holding a whisk, and called to Li Weiqi with a smile.

"Come this way."

Li Weiqi pointed at his nose: "Me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

The old Taoist said in a gentle voice:
"There is a man called Wang Zheng, who has earned the elegant name of Black Storm among you. Do you know him?"

Li Weiqi nodded quickly and said with a smile: "He is a great hero admired by everyone, and a great man who has saved countless people. Of course I have heard of this name."

There was a hint of smile in the old Taoist's eyes.

He said slowly, "Your vigilance is reasonable. I know all the suffering you have endured here... It was Wang Zheng who asked me to come here to look for you."

Li Weiqi was visibly stunned.

He smiled and said, "How could this big shot know a small shot like me?"

"Because you gave him a letter."

The old Taoist flicked his whisk lightly, and Li Weiqi floated into the courtyard by himself and sat on a cushion under a crooked tree.

When talking about the letter, Li Weiqi's expression finally changed.

The old Taoist said softly, "You not only gave him a letter, but also met him for the first time. You saw his war puppet and he treated you as a messenger."

Li Weiqi frowned and looked at the old Taoist in front of him.

"Who are you?"

The Taoist priest shook the whisk in his hand gently, and several stick figures jumped out from the whisk, one pinched a seal, one cast a spell, and one flew a sword. These were all Wang Jixuan's "unique" methods.

Li Weiqi was dazzled by what he saw.

The old Taoist sighed softly: "Wang Zheng's death was due to his lack of ability. He failed to break the situation and only injured the fur of the blade beast... I see that you still have some doubts, so let me show you the memory he sent back."

The old Taoist raised his hand and pointed at Li Weiqi. Li Weiqi subconsciously closed his eyes and watched a first-person perspective battle scene.

This is Wang Jixuan's own memory fragment, of course it is not false.

Li Weiqi was shocked and stared at the old Taoist in front of him.

The old Taoist stroked his beard with a smile and nodded slowly, continuing to maintain his demeanor as a master.

The old Taoist said slowly:
“Although Wang Zheng is dead, the mortals in this world are still suffering from disasters caused by beasts.

"You don't have to worry. Wang Zheng's soul has returned to the upper realm. He just did not do well in the assessment and suffered trauma. He will be imprisoned for three thousand years to let him reflect on himself."

"Three thousand years..."

Li Weiqi hurriedly said: "This, this old man, please don't be like this. You don't know how powerful the enemy Mr. Black Storm faced is. He has had a huge impact on the world in such a short period of time and killed so many king-level blade beasts..."

"It's okay, it's okay. Three thousand years is just a nap for an immortal."

The old Taoist smiled and waved his hand:
"You are a kind-hearted person. You have just endured ten days of suffering and were killed, but you still want to plead for others."

Li Weiqi laughed bitterly: "Having a good heart is useless. I am just a small shrimp. After struggling in the quagmire for a few times, I realized that the sky I saw was just the sky. It was not mine."

The old Taoist sighed lightly, but did not keep the audience in suspense and went straight to the point.

"I saved your life because I wanted to entrust you with a favor."

"Just tell me... I don't know how to address you either."

"I am just an old Taoist priest in the mountains. I don't deserve any title. You can just call me Taoist priest."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and murmured:

"Wang Zheng was naturally unwilling to leave like this.

“But his soul is damaged. If he is forced to return, he will probably be reduced to ashes. So I deliberately locked him up for a period of time to let him recuperate and complete his unfinished mission.

"This kind of trial is the only way for him to reach the upper realm. Now he has suffered a heavy loss. I am his senior brother, and I don't want to see him fall into his own obsession. Therefore, I want to find a few helpers for him..."

"I am willing!"

Li Weiqi said in a firm voice.

The old Taoist was stunned: "What do you want?"

"Be his helper!"

Li Weiqi's eyes sparkled:
"I have been waiting for this opportunity for more than 20 years! For the revival of mankind and the survival of civilization! I have died once, and if this soul can play a role, I am willing to do anything!

"Please give me this chance!"

He bowed his head and asked for permission.

The whole soul emits a faint light.

The righteousness is overwhelming.

This kind of person is actually scary.

The actor who plays the role of 'Old Taoist', a certain Taoist priest, is now a little hesitant.

Li Weiqi has ideals, ambitions, acting skills, and special talents. He is flexible and determined. He is indeed a person who can accomplish great things.

But this kind of person is difficult to control.

If he goes astray, he will be worse than an ordinary evil person.

but……

Instead of cultivating such a person, are we going to cultivate Meng Jin?

"There is no greater virtue than that of a child who can be taught."

The old Taoist lightly waved the whisk in his hand, sweeping it over Li Weiqi, and said slowly:
"I have a question. Does your lover called Angel still have feelings for you? If you are trapped by love, it will easily lead to mistakes."

Li Weiqi opened his mouth, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

His previous heroic and high-spirited appearance suddenly disappeared.

Li Weiqi frowned and thought, and soon he became sad.

“I almost became a father.”

He smiled bitterly:

"I never knew about this... If I had known, I might have...

“I don’t know what choice I will make.

“I can imagine myself living with Angel, having kids, and having a loving family… but… I’m so confused, I don’t know how to deal with this.

"It seems that fate played a joke on me. When I threw myself into the cause of serving humanity without hesitation, my family was within my reach..."

He stared ahead blankly, his eyes losing their light.

The old Taoist sighed softly and said in a gentle voice: "Your soul is also damaged, don't think about it, recuperate here for a few days first, I will come to find you later."

After saying this, the old Taoist stood up, shook the whisk in his hand lightly, and disappeared.

Li Weiqi scratched his head, wanting to be upset but unable to.

He seemed to have missed some opportunities.

but……

It's already like this, so who cares.

Let him be sad for a while, for the sake of the baby who we don’t know whether it is a son or a daughter.

……

Wang Jixuan found a spacious crevice underground and sat there thinking for a while.

The old Taoist was naturally him in disguise. He used talismans to create a simple illusion, which was not a very clever trick.

He let Peony out.

In this environment without much oxygen, only the mechanical body of Mudan and he, the Jindan cultivator, can move around easily and normally.

"Sir, what's going on?"

"The soul has been saved and put into the Soul Nourishing Talisman for rest. This talisman can only be used for three days. We need to help him find a body within three days."

Wang Jixuan sighed softly:
"I'm wondering whether I should teach him some magic skills."

"Uh, does the magic skill refer to the black energy skill?" Mudan asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that the magic skill can easily affect people's character?"

"That's true, but the magic ability is fast. Even if he successfully takes over another body and is reborn, he won't have a peaceful environment to practice."

Wang Jixuan said simply:

“My personal inclination is that I don’t want to preach the Dharma, at most I would teach some Buddhist scriptures or magic skills.

"I like Li Weiqi very much. If he is properly trained, he will be able to take charge of his own business.

"The only two points that make me hesitate are whether to teach him skills, and if so, which magic skills should be taught? If he is on the opposite side of us, he will be more destructive than an ordinary evil demon."

Mudan pinched her fair and smooth chin and thought carefully for a while.

Wang Jixuan slapped his thigh and said, "Let's find him a body first, and then talk about other things. It would be best if he can be settled within half a month."

Mudan smiled and said, "The body should be easy to find. There are infusion experiments everywhere."

Perfusion experiment...

Taoist Wang had a flash of inspiration, and his spiritual consciousness looked around every area.

Mudan was right. It was easy to find a young body that had just died here. It was even easy to find some psychics whose transformation had failed.

Make arrangements for Li Weiqi first, and then consider teaching him how to practice later.

Psychics cannot follow the orthodox path of practice;
However, Wang Jixuan also found a feasible way through Wu Man, Zheng Shiduo and others.

The inspiration just now should not be wasted easily.

Before leaving, it seems like a good idea to look for resentful souls near these infusion pools and hold a night parade of a hundred demons in the Psychic City.

Taoist Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He was about to conduct an on-site survey when Mudan suddenly spoke up:
"Sir, Mai Xiaomei has found a clue! She just sent a message! The living museum we are looking for is, uh, inside the Sphere of Silence."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Old fashioned swear words.

(End of this chapter)