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

Chapter 407: A Glance at Nearly a Hundred Years
Wang Jixuan originally thought that sealing off his soul would free him from much of the pain;

But he still underestimated the backlash.

The pain that almost tore his soul apart made it impossible for him to remain calm;

The constant wailing and screaming in my ears made the pain even worse.

In comparison, the pain of broken bones and meridians all over the body seemed insignificant.

There is no good way now, we can only grit our teeth and persevere.

If you can’t hold on, your soul will be destroyed;
If you can get through it, you will become more resilient.

Wang Jixuan's consciousness quickly entered a flickering state, and the candlelight that continued to guide his spirit was still the word "becoming an immortal".

The heavenly tribulation has been overcome.

In his second life, he had already suffered from the punishment from heaven;
But there was a little accident when we were reaching the immortal gate.

He must get through this life!

No matter how powerful and gifted he is, he is not allowed to become an immortal. It is against the will of heaven for living beings to practice cultivation and seek immortality. He just wants to join the fairy world and become a free and easy immortal!

Wang Jixuan's body, suspended in the middle of the hall, emitted a shock wave.

Seeing this, the old man sitting on the futon sighed softly.

The old man was sighing, feeling the tenacity of Wang Jixuan's will and his indomitable spirit. His thousands of words were summed up in one sentence:
"As expected of me."

The old man stretched himself, and the cushion under his butt extended by itself, becoming a soft cushion. He then slowly lay down, raised his hand and lightly tapped, and the wall next to him opened by itself, and several slender young women in colorful skirts came in slowly.

Just some puppets with perfect anthropomorphic appearance.

They brought fine wine and danced gracefully, and only the old man in his spirit state had a grin on his face.

Although we cannot go to the fairyland, but in terms of enjoying life, our second life is not any different.

The hall seemed to be a world of ice and fire.

Wang Jixuan was dying and struggling, the torment of his body and soul was endless, and he didn't know how long he could hold on;
In the second life, he was singing and dancing, and even felt that Wang Jixuan was an eyesore, so he asked people to move in a few screens.

The sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes and autumn comes.

Wang Jixuan’s first wave of pain lasted for half a year.

His body bones began to slowly reshape, and it was unknown how long this process would take.

In the second life, there was no intention of letting Taoist Wang off the hook easily.

The old man deployed drones and bronze puppets, opened the warehouse, transported materials, and began to reshape a perfect Taoist body for Wang Jixuan.

"Wang Jixuan, ah Wang Jixuan, if you want to become an immortal, you must have an unwavering heart for the Tao, unswerving faith, and an indomitable spirit, and you must also be perfectly prepared."

"As your previous life, what I can do for you is to help you forge a supreme Tao foundation with twelve lotus pedestals that will be invincible and feared by gods and ghosts."

"That finger that wiped out my life, if you can ascend to the immortal world and enter the realm of immortality one day, you must go and settle accounts with him."

"What do you mean by yours and mine? Aren't you me? Unfortunately, this part of my memory is too wild, so I'd better not let you know about it. It's really good to keep it simple and have a one-on-one relationship with a Taoist partner."

"At least my waist doesn't hurt."

The old man kept chanting "add more ingredients" and "add more ingredients" in the main hall.

It’s not that we didn’t work hard;
The enemy is really too powerful.

To reshape the perfect Taoist body, or to reshape the perfect Taoist body according to the idea of ​​the second life, to go one step further on the basis of the second life, is certainly not an easy task.

Fortunately, with the spiritual energy of the Cloud City, Wang Jixuan had another chance to break down and then rebuild, so this matter had a chance to be realized.

Even while enjoying himself every day, the old man is still thinking of new ideas.

By the second year, Wang Jixuan's soul had stabilized, and although the pain had not eased, his life was no longer in danger.

There is no need to worry that he will not survive this disaster.

There is no time for practicing in the palace.

Outside the Cloud City, there were several figures wandering around.

Nilda Tamer, wearing golden armor, came once but was dissuaded by a sign held by a bronze puppet outside the gate.

The sign reads [Do Not Disturb While Recovering].

Amina comes here almost every few months, and occasionally brings Xiaohua Ting, Wu Man, Chi She, and Zheng Shiduo.

Unfortunately, she couldn't enter the Cloud City.

Her authority was revoked, and every time she came, the bronze puppet outside the door would turn over the sign it was holding.

What was written on the sign was [Everything is fine, don't worry].

A year and a half had passed since Wang Jixuan burned his Mahayana soul. Amina arrived at the gate of the Cloud City again, with lingering worry in her eyes.

The bronze puppet held up the sign.

Amina said, "He Ruli, can I meet Wang Zheng? The blade beasts have opened the interstellar gate on Mars. I will protect this place for Wang Zheng, but I may not be able to stop them, although Wang Zheng has given me a lot of strength..."

Waited for a few minutes.

Amina sighed softly and turned to leave.

The bronze puppet lowered the sign it was holding, turned around and bowed to invite.

The formation that had been closed for a long time now had a gap.

Amina was stunned for a moment, then immediately slipped inside and flew towards the center of this empty, vast and silent city.

Then she received 10,000 critical hits.

In the main hall, four screens surrounded the sturdy body of Taoist Master Wang.

His muscles are clearly defined without any exaggeration. Although his hair is a little long, his handsome face with fair skin and no beard does not look slovenly at all.

Amina subconsciously stared at it for a few seconds, then immediately looked away, forcing herself to look towards the center of the hall.

Uh.

Where is He Ruli?

A white-haired old man was sitting upright on a cushion, with six extremely beautiful "women" on his left and right. No, they were not living beings, but some kind of simulated puppets.

The old man's body is also incorporeal.

The old man smiled and said, "We meet again."

In just a moment, Emina's heart was enlightened.

This is He Ruli.

In other words, He Ruli is just his disguise.

"you are?"

"Great pioneer, wanderer of the three realms," the old man said gently, "He Ruli is just my disguise. There is no such person as He Ruli. I also awakened Xiao Hua Ting. She is indeed the reincarnation of the last leader of the Ina civilization."

It took Amina several minutes to digest this statement.

"Then... Obsidian..."

"I trained them, but I didn't know they would create blade beasts."

The old man shook his head:
“This debt cannot be held against me. I just want to avenge the Ina civilization against the spiritual civilization.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. You don't have to mistake me for the Black Storm, lest you get confused. You can continue to call me He Ruli.

"The Blade Beast is coming?"

"Well," Amina said, "They have been preparing for a few months and are about to launch an offensive. More than forty Pillar Blade Beasts have arrived on Mars. This is just their vanguard."

The old man smiled nonchalantly: "Garbage is garbage, no matter how much of it there is, it is still garbage."

The old man shook his head, raised his hand and gently scratched, and one side of the wall cracked, and a huge sword flew out. The old man flicked his finger at Amina, and the huge sword flew in front of Amina, and actively extended a ray of fairy light, wrapping Amina up.

Don't forget that Master Wang's talent in refining equipment is far superior to the skills of formations, talismans, and alchemy!
In his second life, he did more than just invent core circuits and other things.

Amina gripped the hilt of the greatsword, feeling the surging power. An extremely complex circuit appeared on the 30-centimeter-wide sword, and then these circuits were simplified and transformed into simple decorative patterns.

The old man smiled and said, "This sword is called... Heart of Storm. I used countless precious materials and spent ninety-nine Earth years to refine it. Its power has already reached the threshold of immortal weapons. You can use this to ward off the enemy."

"Thank you... um, thank you, senior."

Amina whispered in response.

The old man continued, "You are the woman that Wang Zheng, my reincarnated self, likes. You still need to ensure your own safety. I will give you three more treasures."

After saying that, the old man repeated his old trick, and the wall cracked again, and a set of colorful skirt and inner armor, a bracelet, and a pair of embroidered shoes flew out.

Amina accepted it solemnly, with the word "like" filling her mind.

Her usually cool face suddenly turned red.

The old man struck while the iron was hot: "Wang Zheng is here. He has now survived the most difficult time, but it will take a long time for him to recover. Later on, you can come here every three years, but only one person can come. I don't want to see others."

"Yes, senior."

Amina held the treasures in her hands and asked in a low voice:
"Can I resist the tide of blade beasts with just these?"

"It's not enough," the old man said with a smile, "I will use a large formation to wrap this planet later. This is a little legacy left by the Ina civilization. It will last for a hundred years without any problems. I give you these treasures so that you can kill as many blade beasts as possible."

Amina was visibly relieved.

The old man added: "If Lingtong asks about Wang Zheng, you should tell her that Wang Zheng is fine, but he will not appear until a hundred years later. She doesn't need to wait any longer. The two of them are not married, it's just a past love affair."

Amina frowned and asked, "Senior, is this what Wang Zheng meant?"

"No, this is what I mean," the old man smiled, "I just don't want her to be a widow. The relationship between the two of them is almost over. For Lingtong, a hundred years is too long. Wang Zheng's Taoist partner can only be a woman with a long life span, who has enough respect for him and a certain degree of obedience."

Amina nodded her head and agreed, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

The old man spoke gently, but he did not conceal his tyranny at all.

However, this is consistent with the character of the great pioneer of Ina civilization.

Amina said: "Senior, as far as I know, Lingtong will wait for Wang Zheng to return. She has a strong sense of belief and is ready to sacrifice everything for the continuation of human civilization... If you allow me, I would like to bring her with me next time I come to prevent her from going down the path of self-destruction."

"Hmm?" the old man asked, "Don't you want to wait for Ling Tong to die of old age and then take over?"

Amina looked up at the old man and was about to toughen up when she remembered the difference in strength between them.

The old man was different from He Ruli. At this moment, he did not hide his strength.

Even if it is just a remnant soul, it can suppress all enemies in this world.

Amina nodded honestly: "I have thought about this before, but, love can't be forced, so at this stage I would rather become Wang Zheng's comrade-in-arms and wait for time to settle slowly."

"A spiritual practitioner who can live for tens of thousands of years speaks with confidence."

The old man shook his head calmly:

"Okay, I already know what you mean, and even if I give you a chance, you can't do anything about it.

"Go ahead. You don't have to come back in three years."

After saying this, the old man waved his hand lightly.

Amina saw nothing but a flash before her eyes, and she was already outside the Cloud City.

She looked at the big sword in her hand and the various clothes, and a bitter smile appeared on her pretty face.

What on earth is this...

Okay, it’s good to know that Wang Zheng is fine.

If this guy takes action, Blade Beast should have nothing to worry about.

Inside the hall, the old man sighed softly and muttered, "I have to waste my spiritual energy to do this kind of work that harms myself and benefits others," and prepared to activate the planetary formation.

Is it easy for him to gather so much spiritual energy here?
Now it’s not just as simple as becoming an immortal, he also has to challenge that finger.

If you don't accumulate enough, you will have no life.

Taoist Wang, who was wrapped in the pain of rebuilding his Taoist foundation, was naturally completely unaware of what was happening at the moment.

A lot of insights were constantly bubbling up in his heart;

The accumulation of three lifetimes of cultivation was now really beginning to slowly show results.

……

After returning to the surface, Amina thought for half an hour and finally went to find Fu Jian.

The human battle line has shifted to the space fortress.

Over the past year or so, Amina and Nildamon led a large number of spirit slaves to clear out the remaining blade beasts on the surface, and all the blade beasts that could escape into space have already done so.

For example, those cunning Galinos.

The remaining blade beasts that failed to escape into space became the raw materials for filling the underground passages and cavities.

The human military did not waste too much firepower in this process and actively prepared for war for more than a year. All fortresses produced military facilities at full capacity while meeting people's basic living needs.

Because a lot of land has been recovered, humans have also recaptured a lot of resource points.

It is worth mentioning that the number of autonomous mechanical fortresses is increasing rapidly.

The leader of mankind is now Fu Jian;

The leader of the autonomous machines is Peony.

After Amina arrived at the space fortress, she easily found Fu Jian who was holding a combat meeting. Lingtong and Mudan were also there.

She ignored the sign that said "No Disturbance" and showed up directly, ignoring the other marshals and generals. She said to Ling Tong and Mu Dan:
"Wang Zheng is fine. I saw it."

Lingtong was stunned for the first second, then closed his eyes, breathed softly, and didn't say much.

Mudan, who had changed into a military uniform, was amazed at the moment: "How novel! The token that the commander left for me has not been broken, which means that the commander has been fine."

Aminna was immediately filled with resentment: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

“You didn’t ask.”

Peony blinked her big eyes, her eyes full of innocence.

With Master Wang away for a long time, she seems to be showing signs of letting herself go.

Fu Jian asked: "Do you have a plan to deal with the enemy?"

"Got it," Amina said, "Don't worry, just prepare for war as normal, but don't go too far from the Earth's atmosphere. Leave the rest to the guardians of the ancient civilization."

Fu Jian nodded slowly but did not let down his guard.

Amina thought about it and decided not to reveal He Ruli's true identity.

That would affect Master Wang’s personal image.

She didn't want to tarnish Master Wang's image.

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

Amina looked at the electronic calendar hanging on the wall. This was the Space Fortress's unique calendar system, designed to commemorate the key time point when 'human beings can spend their entire lives in space'.

Space Era: February 54, 02 years.

The numbers above are constantly changing, and the figures in the conference room are gradually changing.

The years without Master Wang may have been just a trance to Amina. When she came to her senses, the clock on the wall had changed in style and material.

Space Era: February 134, 05 years.

(End of this chapter)