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

Chapter 427: The Goodwill of the Tianluo Clan
Huizhi Sanren is in a very good mood now.

This was her second time to come to this forbidden land. The last time she led a team here, it caused her a great shock and also gave her an opportunity.

After killing nine dark cultists in a row, Hui Zhisanren was praised by her superiors. Not only was she given the opportunity to enter the "Yun Ze Tower" to practice for three years, but she was also rewarded with two elixirs that could revive the dead and a magical sword.

Therefore, Huizhi Sanren took the initiative to volunteer, and asked her superiors to arrange for her to come here again, saying that she had been here before.

There's nothing else to it, I just want to gain more credit.

The long-distance transmission lasted for half an hour.

Even though Hui Zhi Sanren was a 'great cultivator' at the fusion stage, he still couldn't stand the constant distortion of his soul, and now he still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

However, Huizhi Sanren maintained the demeanor of a team leader.

She stood on the top of a building, looked around, and actively released her own aura. Then she called her three teammates and fellow Taoists from the other two teams to meditate and rest together.

Huizhi Sanren said:
“Everyone can enjoy the wonders of this place.

“It’s rare that they have advanced the art of mechanical ingenuity to this extent.

"We rarely enter the forbidden land of immortals. The scenery here may give you and me more insights."

The rest of the Tianluo people nodded in agreement, and the two team leaders exchanged a few words with Huizhi Sanren.

Huizhi Sanren knew that the strength of these two team leaders was above her, so her attitude was also very humble.

This is how cultivating immortality works.

The one with the biggest fist is naturally the Taoist master;

If your cultivation level is low, your waist needs to be softer.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that they all look like middle-aged men and women now - this is actually just a necessary disguise. In fact, most of them are old ladies.

Huizhi Sanren is a relatively young one. She joined Tianluo for her own reasons.

hum-

A slight buzzing sound came from all directions of the building, and a number of suspended spherical drones rushed up.

Suddenly, red dots appeared on everyone's body.

Most of the Tianluo people were looking at these machines curiously.

Huizhi Sanren took the initiative to stand up and said in a loud voice: "Please inform everyone that the old friend has come as agreed, and ask Daoist Wang Zheng to show up to meet him."

The drone remained unmoved and did not launch a direct attack.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Hui Zhi San Ren cleared his throat and continued, "The strong enemy may take action in advance. We have paid a heavy price to arrive first."

Someone nearby reminded: "These seem to be mechanical puppets, not living creatures, so they may not be able to transmit messages."

Huizhi Sanren smiled and nodded. Feeling a little embarrassed, she was about to use the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Technique to transmit sound to various places immediately.

Suddenly, a light laugh was heard.

The sound of clear wind chimes was heard from the side, and a comet streaked across the sky, falling straight towards this side, turning into a graceful figure.

Huizhi Sanren subconsciously glanced at the people around him, his eyes seemed to say:

"Look, this is the kind of practice that is derived from the external alchemy."

However, Huizhi Sanren clearly felt that the seven or eight male cultivators here looked at this figure with not only surprise, but also a kind of amazement towards the opposite sex.

This is true.

The person who came had long dark blue hair, which was casually scattered and slightly curly. It should have created a charming look, but with her delicate and refined oval face, it gave people a sense of sacredness and purity.

Hui Zhisanren sighed inwardly: this is indeed a rare woman;

Even in the world of cultivation where she originally belonged, she would probably be sought after by various cultivators, and perhaps even suffer a tragic fate because of her beauty.

The person who came should be called Amina. Huizhi Sanren had met her before and was very impressed by her.

Huizhi Sanren stepped forward and bowed, saying in a gentle voice, "Daoyou, we meet again."

Hui Zhisanren was still worried that the other party would not recognize his disguised face, so he continued:

"After we parted ways last time, we brought reinforcements here to deal with the attack from the Dark Cult.

"Where is Daoist Fellow Wang Zheng now? We have something important to discuss with him."

Amina nodded slightly: "He will be here soon. Everyone, please follow me. Let's stay away from this city so as not to disturb these people."

"it is good."

Amina casually cut through the subspace and summoned two moon ships that could float on their own, each with two high-level mechanical bodies wearing maid outfits.

Huizhi Sanren turned around and said goodbye to his group. They boarded the moon boat and flew out of the city.

Amina stood at the bow. She had no intention of talking to the Tianluo people, but some of them were interested in her spiritual power, so she stepped forward to ask.

Thinking about Wang Jixuan's instructions, Amina did not refuse them and simply answered a few questions.

such as:

"The spiritual energy in your body is solid and not dissipated, and it is not like magic power. It is really magical... Can you cast a spell?"

"Magic? If we want to cast magic, we need to use a fixed psychic energy circuit."

"Psionic circuit? Can you demonstrate it to us?"

"Um...is that so?"

"Wonderful, wonderful! By using the body as a tool to nourish the external elixir, one's life span can be greatly increased. Although the path forward for cultivation is cut off, one's own combat power is almost the same as that of the Spiritualization Realm, and can even fight against you and me in the Fusion Realm. This wonderful method is truly a master of weapon refining!"

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, how many of these spiritual energy circuits have you mastered? About thirty?"

"Oh, I have less than a thousand."

An unspeakable silence fell on the moon ship.

Amina asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Daoist friend is limited by his own spiritual power and cannot purify it. His strength should not be as good as that of a cultivator who has reached the perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

"Well," Amina said simply, "Wang Zheng also said so, but that was for a spiritual practitioner who had not yet unlocked the restrictions. As long as the restrictions are unlocked, I should be able to rival a normal cultivator in the early to middle stages of the Fusion Realm."

The group of monks fell silent again.

Amina didn't say much.

In fact, she couldn't stand the pride in the bones of these Tianluo people.

But it just so happens that Taoist Wang also has this energy, and Amina herself does not reject it and has long been accustomed to it.

The moon boats arrived at the designated location one after another.

This is a series of lakeside villas, with two mechanical military camps nearby, and autonomous mechanical armies ready for battle can be seen everywhere.

There were several fireballs in the atmosphere, they were rapidly falling spacecraft.

Amina said calmly: "Everyone, please rest here. Wang Zheng will be here soon. If you need anything, just tell the servants here."

After saying this, Amina bowed slightly, turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as she left, Huizhi Sanren heard the sighs of several people.

"This person is too arrogant."

"This forbidden land of immortals is really quite extraordinary. I often hear that immortals will not appear in forbidden lands, and those who appear must be people who defy the heavens. This place is a good example of that."

"Have you figured out the secret of the spiritual energy circuit? External alchemy is one thing, but the ultimate weapon refining method is the fundamental. This Wang Zheng is probably a master of weapon refining. He is probably not inferior to some immortal masters and craftsmen."

"Not bad, not bad, it's really amazing."

Huizhi Sanren breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know why she cared whether her fellow travelers had a positive view of this world. Perhaps it was because she had been here once and had developed a pseudo-host mentality.

The mechanical maids brought tea, snacks, and all kinds of delicacies without any reservation.

The earth today is no longer as short of supplies as it was a hundred years ago. Humans have already embarked on interstellar navigation, and supplies are now abundant, including a variety of food.

This group of Tianluo people are also happy to be served, and the overall atmosphere is not bad.

Not long after, a loud laugh was heard outside the door.

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone looked at each other; they were very familiar with this unnatural laughter.

One point is that monks often use social etiquette.

The twelve Tianluo people gathered in front of the door and saw a young man in a short shirt and long pants, with long flowing hair, striding across the courtyard. He made a big circle with his hands and bowed to them.

It turns out that he is a monk of their kind.

The twelve Tianluo people all had disguises on their faces and bodies, and looked like a group of cold-faced middle-aged men and women. At this moment, they also bowed in return.

"Dear fellow Taoists, I am Wang Jixuan, and have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"You are too polite," said Huizhi Sanren in a gentle voice. "Last time we parted, we rode back at full speed to report. My superiors also praised you very much and ordered us to come here to help you and kill the evil secret sect member together."

Wang Jixuan blinked and said with a smile, "Daoyou, are you here to earn merit again?"

"This one……"

Huizhi Sanren did not hesitate and nodded with a smile.

Taoist Wang said with a smile: "In that case, let's discuss how to set up an ambush and kill the enemy. Or, as we did last time, you can take all the credit for the victory! Come inside and talk!"

The twelve Tianluo people each bowed and went in with Taoist Wang.

Wang Jixuan exchanged a few words of greeting with everyone, and then asked Wu Man and Zheng Shiduo, who had followed them, to prepare the banquet.

Although Chishe is also his disciple, his status is special and it is inconvenient for him to appear in such occasions.

After some drinking, both the host and the guests had a great time.

Wang Jixuan already understood that the Tianluo people wanted to use this place as a bait point to 'besiege and attack reinforcements' and consume the Dark Sect's strength;

The Tianluo people were also relieved, knowing that what Wang Jixuan wanted was a chance to become an immortal, and they also wanted to make friends with them.

However, both sides were cautious and did not reveal any important information.

They just reached a tacit understanding on the matter of tricking the Dark Cult.

Wang Jixuan changed the subject and said, "I didn't expect that there are 12 masters coming this time. Tianluo should be able to predict the actions of the Dark Sect. I wonder how many people from the Dark Sect will come here this time?"

Hui Zhi San Ren replied: "Probably two teams. Each team consists of nine people, so there should be no more than twenty people."

"Oh?"

Taoist Wang kept thinking in his heart.

Twenty people, this number is not too many, but it is definitely not too few either.

He had already sensed that among these Tianluo people there were two masters in the Tribulation Realm, and one of them was not far from the Mahayana stage.

If the people from the Dark Cult are of this level, it would be difficult for them to deal with them.

It is impossible for all the spiritual practitioners of Earth civilization to gather together as wars are still going on everywhere.

A battle between dozens of monks in the fusion and tribulation stages could easily cause irreparable damage to the earth's surface.

This is much more terrifying than a fight between dozens of spiritual practitioners.

"This may be a bit tricky."

Wang Jixuan put down his wine glass and kept thinking:

"If the enemy is so numerous, then we need to lure them underground or outside the planet."

Hui Zhi San Ren said sternly, "This is also what we want to discuss with you... Don't you have a large number of puppets available in your underground secret realm? Why don't we lure them into your secret realm?"

"They're not stupid if they're afraid."

Wang Jixuan smiled bitterly:
"Just like you and I are plotting against the Dark Sect, the Dark Sect has suffered a great loss once, so they must be a hundred or a thousand times more vigilant.

"If they use innocent civilians in the surface cities as threats, we will be in a passive position everywhere."

He was also testing her by saying this.

If they don't even care about the lives of innocent people, then these Tianluo people are definitely not righteous people.

fine;

As soon as Wang Jixuan said this, the group of cultivators looked embarrassed.

Huizhi Sanren sighed but didn't speak directly. She also wanted to hear what other fellow Taoists thought.

A male cultivator who looked like an old man spoke up: "This matter is indeed very passive. The Dark Cult is doing evil, but we have to maintain order. The word order actually means to protect the innocent lives here and prevent them from suffering misfortune."

Everyone was in a dilemma.

One person said: "It is the evil people who do evil, not us who do evil, so there is no need to worry too much about it."

"Even if they kill millions of people, it has nothing to do with us. We will act on behalf of heaven and avenge them."

"You can't say that. If we fight the Dark Cult and it affects these creatures, we will also be held responsible for the consequences."

"Merit is merit, and karma is karma. The two cannot be offset. If you have too much karma, or disrupt the order of heaven and earth when you are going through the heavenly tribulation, you will be punished by heaven."

"So what should we do?"

The twelve Tianluo people seemed to have some differences of opinion.

Huizhi Sanren asked: "Does Daoist Fellow Wang Zheng have any magic tricks?"

"There aren't many wonderful methods, but as long as the casualties aren't too serious, we can accept it."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly.

It was divine punishment, he had been punished before, and God didn’t make a mistake that time.

Taoist Wang changed the subject and said, "Why not use myself as bait to lure these monks here? I have prepared an empty city on the surface, and will put hundreds of thousands of high-level mechanical bodies - these mechanical puppets - inside to see if I can attract them directly."

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

This is the way to reduce their karma as much as possible.

Hui Zhisanren remembered his superior's instructions, looked at Wang Jixuan carefully, and said:

"My fellow Taoist is so righteous, I admire you.

“I just wonder if you have considered my previous proposal since we parted ways.

“After this battle, why don’t you come back with us? Although you have disturbed the forbidden land of immortals and need to be punished, your life is always in danger if you stay here.

“The Dark Cult will not stop until they achieve their goal, they want to destroy fellow Taoists directly.

"If you come back with us, you can just treat your imprisonment as a retreat for cultivation. We will also plead for you and let you return to the great path as soon as possible."

Well, they started to persuade them to surrender again.

Wang Jixuan's eyes flickered slightly.

If it was before exploring the Moon Palace, Wang Jixuan might have hesitated, but not now.

"I have a few conditions, I wonder if you can get them approved for you."

"But it doesn't matter."

(End of this chapter)