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

Chapter 409 Where is the old friend?
Time, years.

Everyone knows that this avenue is extraordinary, but the cultivation world has never heard of anyone who can comprehend any techniques over the years, let alone the methods of cultivation.

Wang Jixuan was very excited and studied this thing for half a month, hoping to see if his perfect Taoist foundation of reshaping his Taoist body and gathering the Three Flowers at the Top of the Head could resonate with it.

pity;

No response.

Even Wang Jixuan didn't know how to open this thing and let it record the situation.

Increase the concentration of spiritual energy, create spiritual energy fluctuations, let the spiritual energy simulate the demonic energy and the pure energy to fight against each other, etc.

After trying all kinds of methods, Wang Jixuan could only sigh and put the item into a separate storage magic weapon and kept it close to him.

This treasure can save your life at the critical moment.

He stretched and slowly stood up from in front of the huge word "Tao".

The pain and torture of this practice was simply inhuman.

Wang Jixuan still feels a lingering fear when he thinks about it now.

At first it was a soul-tearing pain, followed by an itchy pain like a thousand ants gnawing at your heart.

At that time, he was refining the sea of ​​resentful souls of the pillar blade beasts, but he directly refined more than 100 million resentful souls. The resentful power of these resentful souls surrounded him, making Wang Jixuan very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the old man from the second life was always there to help.

Speaking of this old man, Wang Jixuan is no longer angry.

It's still yourself, but you are shaped by two memories and two experiences. There's nothing to be angry about.

Wang Jixuan absorbed those three memories, and his understanding of the heavenly tribulation also changed.

He is now full of confidence as he goes to challenge the enemy.

This is enough.

As for the mess left by the prodigal son of the Three Realms, he settled them one by one, put aside his worldly ties, and concentrated on preparing to ascend to become an immortal.

The Wanderer of the Three Realms is not dead.

He just couldn't hold on any longer, his consciousness was already on the verge of collapse. After guarding the pass for seventy years, Wang Jixuan had already built up a good foundation of Taoism and got rid of the entanglement of the resentful spirits, and his own consciousness was gradually stabilizing. The Wanderer of the Three Realms was like an old man on his deathbed, sitting there in a daze, and there might not be a response even if he was called dozens of times.

From the Ina civilization to the Earth civilization, hundreds of thousands of years is too long.

"Can an immortal live that long?"

Wang Jixuan was daydreaming like this.

'To some extent, I may have surpassed the immortals.'

laugh.

The Taoist priest's spiritual awareness spread out, and the entire city was in his sight.

It was still so empty and spacious, and every place was surrounded by the formations created by the Ina civilization.

This formation is very peculiar. It can ensure that the things inside the formation will not decay, and each formation is interconnected and integrated. Not to mention a complete spiritual practitioner equivalent to a cultivator in the fusion realm, even Wang Jixuan at his peak moment would have to spend a lot of effort to break these large formations by force.

Wang Jixuan walked around.

He had felt something every time Amina came over before.

In the first few times, he could only vaguely hear the conversation between Amina and the Three Realms Wanderer, but later he could hear it clearly. However, he was unable to respond because of the harassment from the resentful spirits.

Therefore, the Taoist Priest probably knows about the development and current situation of human beings on Earth, so he is not worried about anything.

Say one thing and say another;

When the Earth was in the most critical moment, it was the Wanderer of the Three Realms who took action, used the huge spiritual energy group hidden in the Cloud City to activate the planetary defense formation, and managed to get through it.

From this perspective, the prodigal sons of the Three Realms do not owe the Earth civilization anything.

This will also be the place where Wang Jixuan will achieve enlightenment next.

Wang Jixuan was wandering around when two figures walked out of the underground palace, flew up to him, and knelt down to pay their respects.

"Owner."

"Owner."

Wang Jixuan nodded calmly and looked at the two puppets.

A man and a woman are a good combination for working without getting tired.

The male puppet was wearing golden armor. It was one of the two golden puppets that Wang Jixuan had found by using his spiritual sense.

The woman was wearing a colorful dress, her skin was white and delicate, her facial features were delicate and attractive, and her eyes were filled with lingering spring love. Her shy look made Wang Jixuan have no doubt that her touch and feedback were definitely more feminine than a real woman.

"As expected of the Wanderer of the Three Realms!"

Puppet is a relatively advanced item in the cultivators' weapon-refining skills.

It takes complicated restrictions to make a puppet move on its own, let alone these two perfect puppets that look like real people, can think, have spirituality, and have super strong combat power.

However, their shortcomings are also obvious - they are too dependent on the formation of the Cloud City.

Without the energy provided by the formation, their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

If Wang Jixuan wants to take them out, he needs to make some modifications so that they can consume spirit stones (crystal cores) instead of consuming the spiritual energy of the formation.

However, their energy consumption ratio is not outstanding.

It’s better to just stay here and be a guardian.

Wang Jixuan waved his hand and said, "I won't be here for a while. You keep an eye on the places. If anyone breaks in by force, they will be killed without mercy."

"Yes!"

"Well," Taoist Wang thought about it carefully, and then said, "If it is that Posuo Ye Zi, leave her alive. I still have something to ask her."

"Yes!"

After Wang Jixuan finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

In fact, Ye Zi was fooled by the Three Realms Wanderer and gave up the more advanced core circuit and chose the original version of the 'core circuit' without subsequent cultivation methods.

The Taoist priest arrived in front of the tilted sculpture, thought for a moment, and then lightly slapped it with his palm.

The sculpture of the Wanderer of the Three Realms shattered gently.

The past is like smoke.

I don't want to be responsible for the revival of Ina civilization.

The Taoist priest sighed softly, and the beautiful figure flashed through his mind. His calm heart was filled with a little more anticipation, and he looked down at his own robe.

This is the clothes of the Three Realms Wanderer and it is also a top-quality magic weapon. It feels very soft and the fit is very good when worn.

It's very elegant, suitable for showing off, and fits perfectly.

Wang Jixuan flew towards the city gate. When his figure passed by the mirrored walls of the buildings, his long hair fluttered and his Taoist hairpin fit perfectly, he no longer looked like an ordinary person.

……

Lin Zhiwei is a contemporary young man who no longer wants to make progress.

Having been educated about "social suffering" since childhood, he has a strong resonance with the history of mankind's fight against the Blade Beasts and is determined to kill the last Blade Beast.

but……

His parents wouldn't allow it.

His father was a minor cadre at Space Fortress No. 6. He used some connections to assign Lin Zhiwei a leisurely position in the security department of the institute after he graduated from university.

Then, Lin Zhiwei went on a hunger strike for two days, determined to fight his parents to the end;
In the end, he was too hungry and the food his mother cooked was so delicious that he swallowed his saliva, sighed, chose to accept his fate, packed his bags and returned from the space fortress to the beautiful Earth.

His parents had good reasons too.

Interstellar navigation is too hard, and one operation often takes several months to reach the teleportation array;

Expeditionary warfare is mainly based on machines, which requires a large number of engineers to maintain the machines and generals with outstanding command abilities.

Lin Zhiwei is a student studying human history. His only talent is running fast. If he wants to join the army, he may not even pass the exam.

Aren’t security uniforms also uniforms?
It’s just not as handsome as the military uniform.

This is Lin Zhiwei's fourth month at work.

Over the past hundred days, Lin Zhiwei has been very leisurely every day. He conducts six patrols every day, which only adds up to three hours. Then he goes to the monitoring room to play cards and watch movies with a few old men.

A serious movie.

The only thing that made Lin Zhiwei feel something was wrong was...

He had been here for a hundred days and had no idea what this institute was for. The institute was located on a cliff, and there was no large-scale research team stationed there. There were only a few security guards and a dozen or so retired mechanical engineers who were already quite old.

Those engineers also slack off every day and occasionally make some small robots.

Rather than being a research institute, it is more like a nursing home with beautiful scenery and abundant supplies.

However, the salary is quite high. His income as a security guard is almost as high as that of a senior engineer.

[Eating a salary without working].

Once this thought came to my mind, I couldn't control it.

Lin Zhiwei has been very conflicted these days.

On the one hand, he likes the stable life here. The only thing he needs to worry about is that it will be difficult to find a partner after living in a remote place for a long time.

On the other hand, his sense of justice and responsibility made him feel like there was a fire burning in his heart.

He wanted to write a letter of complaint;

But I am afraid it will affect my family.

In the end, Lin Zhiwei, who was in a dilemma, got up late at night and walked to the desk in the single dormitory.

The desk light turned on automatically.

Lin Zhiwei opened the simulated paper and wrote three words with a rustling sound.

【I report it! 】

Well, he decided.

Even if we have to report it to the Speaker, the secret of people drawing salaries without working here must be made public.

The resources of the human world cannot be wasted by termites!
But, how to write the sequel?
Lin Zhiwei bit his fingers and thought carefully, and his forehead was slightly sweaty because of nervousness.

suddenly.

"Hmm? What do you want to report?"

Lin Zhiwei jumped up like a frightened cat, slammed his body against the closet, and stared at the figure that appeared in front of him.

How, how did you get in!
The light was dim, and Lin Zhiwei could not see the other person's face clearly. He could only see that he seemed to be wearing a green robe with a Taoist hairpin on his head. Lin Zhiwei had seen this strange outfit many times in costume films left over from the golden age before the disaster.

“You you, you you you!”

Lin Zhiwei blurted out:
"I'm the security guard here! Don't come over here! Are you a human being?"

He said the last sentence with such righteousness.

The man smiled and said, "I am a spy, um, I came from another civilization and wanted to study your strange primitive civilization."

"You are the primitive civilization!"

Lin Zhiwei didn't know where he got the courage from, and shouted:
"We have all defeated the Saber Beasts! We will soon be an advanced civilization!"

"Defeat the Blade Beast?"

The man asked:
"Can you tell me in detail how you defeated it?

"I also got the news that there was a blade beast causing trouble here, so I came here to take a look. I didn't expect that the blade beast had been defeated."

Lin Zhiwei swallowed his saliva: "Who are you?"

"Have you heard of the Black Storm?"

"Ah, the hero who saved humanity, the messenger of advanced civilization, who helped humanity through the most difficult times and saved humanity from extinction many times..."

"He and I are from the same place."

"Really, really?"

"Hmm," the man raised his hand and snapped his fingers, two talismans surrounding his fingertips.

Lin Zhiwei's Adam's apple moved up and down.

He knows this kind of thing!
This is the paper talisman used in the Black Storm battle!

The history department's extracurricular reading material, "The Wild History of the Storm", has a separate page for this purpose!
"Answer the question first."

"Well, uh," Lin Zhiwei muttered, "Which question?"

"How did you defeat the Saber Beast?"

"Okay," Lin Zhiwei stared at the paper talisman, simply organized his thoughts, and briefly introduced the three stages of the war between humans and blade beasts as if he was answering questions in an exam.

Defense of Earth, great victory on Mars, expeditionary force strikes back.

The man in the corner listened carefully and asked some detailed questions.

Lin Zhiwei answered fluently, as he originally studied this.

Soon, the man sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that they would do it so beautifully."

"Uh, boss, do you want to see our leader?"

"Who is your leader?"

"Well," Lin Zhiwei scratched his head, "Now that you put it like that, I really can't explain it. Leader of the ruling party? Not really. Commander-in-chief of the military? I don't think so either."

The man asked with a smile: "Have you heard of the name Ling Tong?"

Lin Zhiwei subconsciously shook his head, and then suddenly became excited: "Is it, is it the Iron God?"

"Iron God? What kind of a name is that? She's a battle princess."

"Please wait."

Lin Zhiwei ran to a drawer and took out a treasured picture album titled "Records of Famous Generals Who Resisted Blades". He flipped through a few pages and held up the album to show the figure in the corner.

In the album, Lingtong, wearing a silver-white slim-fitting pressure-resistant suit and a helmet, is standing on the corpses of blade beasts piled up, staring at the overwhelming tide of blade beasts in front of him. The destruction cannon on his mechanical arm has been activated.

The man in the corner seemed excited as well.

"What happened to her? When did she get beaten?!"

"This is the time of the great victory on Mars! The great victory on Mars is the result of this big guy turning the tide, withstanding the pressure, and firmly and arduously opening up the situation!"

Lin Zhiwei grinned:

"This is our dormitory's exam god. We must worship him every time we take an exam, and he will definitely pass it!

“Oh, yes, her nickname is Iron Rain, which means attacking like rain, so we all call this big shot Iron God.

"She is now one of the commanders of the expeditionary force and the most famous heroic general in the military!"

Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked gently, "Can you show it to me?"

"Hey, okay, okay..."

Lin Zhiwei was just about to hand over the album, but the man waved his hand gently and the album flew over by itself.

He couldn't even catch it.

The man lowered his head and looked at the album for a long time, sighed softly, then continued to flip back a few pages, and suddenly stopped.

Lin Zhiwei stood on tiptoe and took a look.

The automatic sensor light in the room sensed that the person was reading and shone the light over there.

Lin Zhiwei clearly saw the man's attire at this moment.

Wearing a long blue robe and a Taoist hairpin, she exudes a warm and gentle temperament, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Moreover, Lin Zhiwei noticed that this person's skin was translucent. It was not because of whiteness that it was translucent, but a kind of... he couldn't describe it. He always felt that he was very spiritual and wanted to be closer to him, as if doing so would be very beneficial.

The album that person was looking at and rubbing gently with his fingers seemed to be...

"Boss, this general is Dongfang Zhenghong. He was once one of the successors of the legendary commander, Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian. However, he later died in the defense of the D8 theater. Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian was very distressed because of this."

"Ah, how is Fu Jian?"

"You should address the Commander-in-Chief as Commander-in-Chief!"

Lin Zhiwei frowned and said what his university teacher once said to him seriously.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

The man looked up and saw a young and handsome face, which was almost exactly the same as the one in the book, and it jumped into his eyes.

"F-Fuck... Mom, I saw a black storm..."

(End of this chapter)