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

Chapter 440 The Battle to Establish Prestige
"This should be considered as Tianluo's test of this poor Taoist."

Wang Jixuan sat quietly in front of the tea stall, but Yin Lin had disappeared.

The Taoist priest analyzed a lot in his heart, and concluded in one sentence - Tianluo had no reason to give up on him, and the value of the core circuit was still increasing.

Tianluo should be intentionally increasing his sense of crisis and making him more dependent on this organization.

After figuring this out, he naturally felt more confident.

When going out, one's identity and background are all given by oneself. Later on, the Taoist priest will inevitably show off in the city with Tianluo. This makes Yin Lin feel that he is quite satisfied with his identity as a member of Tianluo.

There's a lot of scheming and calculation involved here.

Wang Jixuan slowly put down the teacup, and those energy forces moved forward at the same time. Four figures appeared on the roofs in front, behind, left and right, each releasing their aura.

The female monk from Qingyun Temple did not show up, but hid in the dark.

The four people who appeared had the same aura and should be from the same sect. Considering what Yin Lin said just now, that the middle-aged nun went to find the management family of this town and the guardian of this giant precious tree, the identities of these four people are self-evident.

The lord of Fang Town, a cultivator from the Shen family.

The four are led by an old woman, who has the strength of a mid-stage Tribulation Realm and would be a top figure in the Real World.

In this town, this person is indeed highly respected and is usually in charge of the daily affairs of the town. Therefore, as soon as he appears, cultivators from all over the place will look over to him.

The old woman was leaning on a snake-head crutch and bowing to everyone.

The monks understood and immediately retreated to a distance.

Shops were closed, formations were set up everywhere, and most of the cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage in the city were alarmed. They all sent a wisp of spiritual consciousness here or came closer to observe.

Wang Jixuan calmly poured and drank tea while the owner and the waiter of the tea shop had already quickly run away.

In just ten breaths, the place went from bustling to quiet, and even the streets became spotless.

Amina, Xiaohuating and Zheng Shiduo had been driven out of the shop and gathered behind Wang Jixuan.

In the subspace that he carried with him, Mudan had begun to awaken the mechanical army, and Red Snake had also begun to sharpen his blade limbs.

Clouds appeared under the old woman's feet and she slowly descended. The other three stood with their hands behind their backs on the roofs of different places.

"This fellow Taoist."

The old woman smiled and bowed, but she was prepared to use courtesy before force.

She smiled and said, "Let's not beat around the bush. There are some big clans here that our Shen family cannot afford to offend. I wonder if I can be a lobbyist and help make this good relationship happen."

Wang Jixuan acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to drink his tea calmly.

Seeing this, Zheng Shiduo began to fully fulfill his duties as a younger brother.

"A big clan? Not easy to offend?"

Zheng Shiduo adjusted the wig on his head.

Not to mention, just with the addition of this wig (with long hair), the whole person changed from being slightly funny before to being a bit more gloomy and cold.

It seems worse than before.

Zheng Shiduo started to curse directly: "I have heard of people who robbed women, and they can be called lechers, but I have never seen anyone who forced his disciples. You said that you want me to be your disciple just because I have a good relationship with you? Then I said that I have a good relationship with their ancestor and I can be their ancestor!"

"Be bold!"

On the rooftop on the left, a middle-aged man in a purple robe shouted:
"Qingyun Temple is a famous and large sect, how could they do such a thing as forcibly snatching disciples! You, a cultivator, are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, how dare you slander the seniors of Qingyun Temple!"

Zheng Shiduo blinked and immediately began to shake his head: "Are you impulsive, or are you deliberately bringing up the name of Qingyun Temple to let people know that your Shen family is also in a difficult situation there? I can't tell, fellow Taoist, I really can't tell."

Wang Jixuan was also amused by Lao Zheng.

Amina was more straightforward.

She had long wanted to try out the abilities of the cultivators in this world and whether every one of them was as perverted as Taoist Wang.

So, Amina walked slowly forward, her light pink dress fluttering slightly, and her delicate face with a slightly exotic charm really made many male and female nuns' eyes light up at this moment.

She holds her head high and looks graceful. She has created psychic circuits related to the language of this world, so she can communicate with everyone without any obstacles.

Amina said, "Why don't we just go straight into the battle. If someone wants to take our people away, they must at least have a way to convince us."

She has released her own aura and is also practicing the secret method taught by Wang Jixuan.

Everyone just thought that she was a cultivator in the late stage of the fusion realm.

It is obviously unwise to challenge this old woman in the late stage of fusion realm, but the other three masters of the Shen family are all in the fusion realm.

It is reasonable and proper for them to stand up and fight.

The middle-aged man in purple robe floated over with his hands behind his back, and slowly landed. He stared at Amina and frowned, saying, "I don't like to fight with a weak person like you. If you can hurt me with your move, I will admit defeat."

Amina said calmly: "No need."

As she spoke, a golden ring appeared in her palm.

The ring emitted a faint white light, and a colorful glow appeared behind Amina. It was hundreds of hidden psychic circuits that were gently resonating.

The rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered towards her.

The spirit-gathering psychic circuits have begun to function.

"In that case," the middle-aged man held a long sword in his palm and soared into the sky, "Let's have a fight in the air! Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

Amina didn't care. She turned her head to look at Wang Jixuan, asking for his opinion with her eyes.

"Go ahead," Taoist Wang said slowly, "Just have a fight. No need to kill. These four people from the Shen family were only invited by Qingyun Temple. They are not cunning villains."

When the old woman heard this, a smile appeared on her face.

The meaning of this smile is very complicated, it contains relief, helplessness, but more of it is relief.

The other party said this because he didn't want to make enemies with their Shen family.

Although the Shen family seems glorious, they can only occupy one or two towns. Their strength is about the same as that of a medium-sized sect. How dare they offend the people of Qingyun Temple?

Amina followed suit and rose into the air.

As soon as she took off, she noticed that most of the monks here had good eyesight, so she immediately created a white cloud and stepped on it.

'The spiritual world likes to ride on clouds, which makes sense.'

Amina took a deep breath, feeling the joyful spiritual energy in the air.

A beam of moonlight crossed the sky.

The ring in her hand vibrated slightly, and its speed suddenly increased.

Wang Jixuan actually didn’t know that during the eighty years when he was recuperating, Amina also went through two rounds of spiritual practice.

She learned the techniques of releasing psychic energy from Nildamon, and constantly sparred with Nildamon, fully mastering the fighting style of psychics;

Then Amina used the simulated battle created by Mudan and set Wang Jixuan, who had previously burned his Great Soul, as the simulation object, and fought in the virtual space countless times.

Although most of the time it is easily defeated by the simulated object.

But Amina was actually holding back on her anger.

Spiritual practitioners are not necessarily inferior to monks.

And today is the best time for her to prove that she is not a vase!
Under the moonlight, two figures were chasing each other very quickly in the air.

The purple-robed male cultivator did not expect that Amina's fighting style was so fierce that he would directly close the distance to fight.

The male cultivator immediately displayed various defensive treasures, but then he quickly discovered something was wrong.

'This woman casts a spell without any preparation?'

Before the male cultivator could counterattack in time, Amina's attack was like wildfire, and he was temporarily suppressed by Amina, who was at the same level.

……

My goodness, he was shocked that Amina became Nilda's apprentice?
Taoist Wang was a little confused, but his expression was still very calm and he was confident. He continued to sit there drinking tea, his spiritual consciousness wrapped around Amina, and his alien soul was ready to take action at any time. With just a thought from him, a black dragon would soar into the sky to save or stop Amina.

Don't treat each other with admiration for three days.

Seeing Amina fighting at close range this time, Wang Jixuan couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He always treated Amina as a "nanny", providing buffs to everyone from behind and strengthening the strength of the fighters in the front.

This is indeed one of the major benefits of Amina's core circuit.

But I didn't expect that Amina gave herself a boost, and her close combat strength was so ferocious.

A common drawback among spiritual practitioners in combat is that there is a great waste of spiritual energy (aura), and the resonance of the spiritual energy circuit produces offensive.

But now that Amina has taken action, the waste has been reduced to a negligible level.

Her moves may seem chaotic, but in fact they often work wonders when coordinated with each other.

The simplest example is wood creates fire, and wind helps fire;

A slightly more complicated method is to use ice spikes to attack the frozen enemy, and then burn it with fire, using the shear force of the ice breaking moment to hurt the enemy.

The Shen family master who was in the middle stage of the fusion realm was actually forced into a disadvantage by Amina!

The more the Taoist priest looked at her, the more he felt that she was outstanding.

It seems that as her strength has improved, her temperament has also improved, and her figure has become more charming.

Thunder and lightning brought a sudden storm, and the clouds collapsed and the rain dispersed.

The fight between the two men caused many strange phenomena to appear between heaven and earth, but other great cultivators raised their hands to disperse the clouds and mist, so that there was no lightning or thunder in the town.

Although this level of battles between masters often occur in the real world, they are rare in this town.

A moment later, the Shen family monk's shoulder was stained with blood;

After a while, the Shen family cultivator's aura dissipated, but he still used his best tricks to beat Amina into a state of disarray. Amina's long skirt was even a little charred.

The fight lasted for nearly half an hour, and the two figures chose close combat almost at the same time, which was quite dangerous for a while.

Wang Jixuan stopped drinking tea and prepared himself to soar into the sky.

Although the old woman from the Shen family did not move, two old men had already appeared in the air, and they were bound to rescue the middle-aged man from the Shen family in time.

suddenly;

The cultivator from the Shen family yelled in anger, and a blue light flashed on his forehead.

The power of the soul gathered, and a wave similar to a mental shock spread out.

Amina, who was about to injure the monk's other shoulder, seemed to want the shock wave to dissipate, but her figure suddenly flickered slightly, and more than a dozen space-based psychic energy circuits resonated at the same time, and she almost became completely invisible.

The shockwave passed over Amina.

Amina showed up, and the ring in her hand seemed to emit the light of a sharp blade, and the light was already in front of the neck of the Shen family monk!
"stop!"

The two old men from the Shen family jumped up suddenly.

A dragon roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and a black dragon grew larger. The rolling black gas dispersed and gathered inside the black dragon's body. The black dragon hovered in the sky and directly blocked the two old men from the Shen family.

The two old men did not take direct action.

There was no other reason. Behind the black dragon, Amina's ring only cut off a strand of the male cultivator's long hair. The sharp spikes from the ring pressed against the male cultivator's neck, and it was only a hair's breadth away from breaking the male cultivator's vital body.

The male cultivator's Adam's apple swayed up and down, he laughed miserably, and bowed to Amina.

"I admit defeat, Taoist, you have some tricks."

The black dragon below exploded instantly, and wisps of black light condensed into a green shadow and returned to Wang Jixuan's left shoulder.

The long skirt Amina was wearing was a little torn at the moment. She had just bought it.

However, she did not think much about it. She calmly tore off a piece of charred cloth, turning the long skirt into a tube top skirt. Then she took out a coat and put it on herself, then stepped on the cloud and landed.

Wang Jixuan sighed softly in his heart.

Amina is very strong now, he admits.

But Amina's own fighting skills are also very limited. She is afraid of escape techniques and guerrilla warfare. This male cultivator is really embarrassing for the cultivators in the fusion realm.

He said nothing and just asked Xiaohua Ting to change a pot of hot tea.

When Amina fell behind him, Wang Jixuan looked up at the old woman.

The old woman smiled awkwardly, bowed to Wang Jixuan, and said seriously: "I am Meng Lang from the Shen family. I am sorry for offending you. Please forgive me, fellow Taoists."

Zheng Shiduo laughed: "Are you giving in already? How about we play two more games? I also want to give it a try."

"That's unnecessary."

The old woman said calmly:
"My Shen family is not unable to afford to lose. Previously, we were only entrusted by an old friend. Now that he has seen the methods of Daoist, my old friend should also retreat in the face of difficulties."

After saying that, the old woman bowed to Wang Jixuan again and turned to leave.

"Daoyou, come when you want and leave when you want?"

Wang Jixuan said calmly:
"Fellow Daoist, do you really think this place is the Shen family's backyard?"

The old woman's expression froze.

Is not it?
All the businesses in this town belong to the Shen family.

However, the main body of the town will always be a large number of independent cultivators. Wherever these independent cultivators gather, there will be prosperity.

In a sense, Wang Jixuan was not wrong in saying this;
And it left the old woman unable to refute.

The old woman asked with a smile: "I wonder what kind of compensation do you want, fellow Daoist? Spirit stones? Treasures?"

Wang Jixuan said seriously: "I have a senior who wants the sapling of the Shen family's precious tree, preferably one with a taproot system."

"You are just daydreaming, my friend."

The old woman's smile gradually faded:

"My Shen family is not as skilled as others today, so we have already apologized and taken this step back.

"How about this? From now on, the Shen family will not make any profit from your expenses in Shenjiafang Town. How about giving me 1,000 spirit stones?"

"No way."

Wang Jixuan said calmly:
"I have actually only been in Youbao Realm for a short time. The person who called me over here asked me to do the work of upholding justice and acting on behalf of heaven.

"If you want to do something like this, you must have a sense of dignity in your heart."

As he spoke, Wang Jixuan stood up with a pitch-black claw in his hand.

There is still a remnant soul of a big demon in this claw. Wang Jixuan promised to release him, but he hasn't had the chance to release him yet. He will use it once today to show off his power and then release him later.

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light shone in his eyes.

"I will make a move. If you can take it, I will turn around and leave. If you don't want to take it, I will give you a sapling. How about that?"

"Humph!"

The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly.

However, the next moment, the corners of the old woman's mouth twitched slightly.

Because she felt a faint breath slowly spreading around Wang Jixuan.

It's the kind of aura that can only be possessed by one who has reached perfection in the Mahayana realm!
This aura can only be possessed by cultivators at this level. The old woman once felt it on the previous elder of the Shen family who ascended to heaven!
A monk who is about to transcend the tribulation? !

The old woman's face suddenly turned pale. Of course, she didn't know that Wang Jixuan's aura only represented his past peak and did not represent his current strength.

The old woman was in deep distress at this moment.

(End of this chapter)