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

Chapter 458: Feared by Heaven

When Master Wang's eyes regained light, he was already above the Moon God Palace.

The bones didn't seem to move, but the two of them were already standing in front of huge, constantly rotating stars.

Wang Jixuan looked up at everything in front of him, and many insights suddenly arose in his heart, as if a long river of time was passing in front of him, and one figure after another jumped out in it.

These figures tried to break free from the shackles of time, but in a flash they became part of the long river.

'We are all made of time.'

Wang Jixuan murmured in his heart.

Of course, this senior Bai Gu didn't bring him here to see the scenery or gain insights.

Bai Gu had obviously activated a formation, and was now guiding a wisp of Wang Jixuan's soul to use the formation to deduce and calculate.

Bai Gu watched Wang Jixuan come back from his trance and madness, and nodded secretly, expressing his approval of Wang Jixuan's understanding and talent, and then began to activate the formation with all his strength.

A ray of mysterious and obscure Tao rhyme slowly spread out.

Wang Jixuan's eyes were slightly dazed, and suddenly he saw the end of the long river.

Yes, it's chaos.

Faint spots of light began to appear in the chaos, and they passed through Wang Jixuan's soul like fireflies.

Pictures, some blurry, some normal, kept appearing in Wang Jixuan's mind.

He saw himself.

He seemed to have aged many years, sitting quietly in front of a metal stele, slowly moving towards the eternally silent universe. On the stele was written an epitaph related to Lingtong.

However, this is only the situation within a point of light;
In different spots of light, he was doing different things in different postures.

For example, he broke up with Amina who was wearing a fairy dress. Amina's eyes were full of despair, and she slashed her neck with a long sword, and there seemed to be countless enemies in the distance...

"Sir, we cannot break through the barrier set by the Golden Immortal."

"Brother Wang, please be careful. After you leave, we may not be able to meet again. I will take good care of Earth."

"Wang Jixuan, you have caused us so much trouble!"

The picture became increasingly confusing.

There were even some horrific scenes.

The master in his memory seemed to reappear, but most of the people inside had become skeletons...

Finally, Wang Jixuan’s soul couldn’t bear it anymore. He groaned and his body became a little weak.

"After three lifetimes of practice, the accumulation is indeed profound."

The voice of the bones sounded:
"If it were an ordinary Mahayana master, he would not be able to withstand it in just a few moments.

“Don’t think too much about it. These are just possible scenarios in the future, and each scenario is changing all the time. You can only see it for a moment at most.

"I'll help you find out where the Heavenly Dao's fear of you comes from.

"Logically speaking, the possibility of finding this picture is very small, but... since the Heavenly Dao has locked onto you, it must have left traces in the long river of time... Let me see..."

The bones gradually became focused.

Having been silent for millions of years, he now has become curious and has a desire to win.

There aren’t many opportunities to fight against the Heavenly Dao;
It is truly miraculous that he had such an opportunity after his death.

Wang Jixuan didn't know how much time had passed.

About three or four hours, or perhaps these hours were stretched hundreds of times, Wang Jixuan and the others were feeling a bit tormented, and suddenly, the stars above his head, behind his back, and under his feet were shining brightly.

"how come!"

The bones cried out in despair.

Wang Jixuan didn't understand what was going on. The stars around him suddenly disappeared, and his skeletal figure fell from the stars. Golden lotuses kept emerging around him. These golden lotuses seemed to be eroded by some unknown force and were constantly collapsing.

Wang Jixuan subconsciously closed his eyes, and a feeling of falling spread throughout his body.

When he regained some composure, his soul was enveloped by a great feeling of weakness, which was quickly fading away.

Taoist Wang opened his eyes, and his soul regained its perception of the outside world, and then he was stunned again.

The bones before his eyes grew flesh and blood.

This is an old man with wrinkles all over his body. His skin seems to have cracks all over it and may collapse like broken porcelain at any time.

There was some blood at the corner of the old man's mouth, and his deep eyes were staring at Wang Jixuan deeply.

Wang Jixuan asked: "Senior?"

"Yes, it was me," the old man whispered, "I just used a little bit of my strength and couldn't suppress it, so I grew a physical body."

"Senior is not dead?"

"Dead," the old man said calmly, "but after two million years, a trace of consciousness was born in the corpse. The mark I placed in the Avenue of Time imprinted my memory, and I died and was reborn again. Instead, I took the most critical step in the realm of Tao... However, my heart is dead. My relatives, friends, confidants and beloved women are all here. I am just here to accompany them."

Wang Jixuan nodded gently and asked, "Senior, did you see anything?"

"I saw it."

The old man's gaze was still deep, but it was filled with emotion:

"You have a spirit servant named Peony, right?"

"Yes."

"Kill her."

"Huh?" Wang Jixuan was a little confused.

"Kill her, and your crisis will be resolved," the old man said in a deep voice, "Among the countless possibilities, there is a possibility that you can become a being above Daluo with the extraordinary fortune of the peony, which is not allowed by the way of heaven."

"I rely on the peony, and I have extraordinary luck?"

"Yes, the problem is still with you. You are the one with extraordinary luck."

The old man said calmly:
“But that’s a long, long time in the future, and it’s just one of billions of possibilities that could happen in the future.

“This shows that you and your spirit servant named Peony have this potential when combined.

"I can see over the course of time that you turned your back on the stars and destroyed all your enemies, but that was only a moment. Don't ask me how you did it, I can't answer."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Since we have already mentioned peony, there is nothing to hide.

Wang Jixuan stood up and bowed to the old man, saying seriously: "Senior, I have concealed something before, please forgive me."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "It's human nature. I want to give you some advice."

"it is good."

Wang Jixuan briefly explained the peony’s specialness and the heaven’s watchfulness that day.

The old man nodded slowly and said seriously: "Tian Dao didn't go to find Mudan. That time, Tian Dao should have gone to find you, but he was afraid of arousing your suspicion and making you focus on Mudan."

"Why?"

"Because whether it's the Heavenly Dao or in the eyes of cultivators of my level, Peony and you are one. Peony is a part of you, just like the relationship between your life-defining magic weapon and your primordial spirit."

The old man continued to explain:

"If you want to try this possibility, I can show you a way to find a strong master to be your disciple, so as to protect yourself." "The practice of monks is against the will of heaven. There are still many powerful people in this world who like to go against the will of heaven."

"That's not necessary."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly and bowed:

“Senior, you have helped me a lot by pointing me out.

"I came here to find a way to fight against the Heavenly Dao. The Dark Sect and Tianluo are like the left and right hands of the Heavenly Dao. If the left hand hits the right hand, then that is..."

Wang Jixuan made a mosquito slapping gesture.

The old man smiled knowingly: "You are extremely smart, that's essentially true."

"So, does the senior have any ideas in this regard?"

Wang Jixuan asked seriously:
“I have thought about it seriously. It is nothing but a pipe dream to think that I can fight against an organization like the Dark Cult on my own.

"One of the reasons why I came to see you this time is to ask how the Moon God Palace rose to prominence in the past, and how I can plan to build up a force to protect my friends and myself."

The old man leaned back slightly.

"You want to emulate our Moon Palace?"

"Not bad!"

"Then do you know why the Moon God Palace lost?"

"Senior once said that the enemy Daluo Jinxian was too cunning. They couldn't do anything to you, so they attacked your relatives and friends."

"Yes, no matter how big or powerful a force is, it all comes down to the strength of the person at the top."

The old man said slowly:
"Every territory in the fairy world has an owner. If you want your own power to rise, you have to fight, struggle, and rob!
"The path of the Moon God Palace may be the final destination of all those who try to break the stubborn forces."

Taoist Wang smiled bitterly: "That's better than the current passive situation. I don't want to just take a beating without fighting back."

The old man groaned for a few seconds.

A wisp of beard grew on his chin, and he began to stroke it constantly.

Wang Jixuan waited quietly.

The old man said, "Well, my Moon God Palace has some background, so it's okay for me to help you... You can go now. Come back here in three years. You only need to pass my three tests, and I will give you this Dao Cheng, so what?"

Wang Jixuan was delighted when he heard this.

He stood up and thanked him solemnly.

All the objectives of this trip have been achieved, and more.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead, there is a fairy outside who has been waiting for you for a long time. This may be another opportunity for you."

Outside?

Before Wang Jixuan could ask more questions, the old man waved his hand and a beam of light came out, sweeping Wang Jixuan away.

After Wang Jixuan left, the old man's body gradually withered, and his flesh and blood turned into mud and fell in front of the hall.

He turned back into the form of skeletons again and walked back to his seat in the corner, staying with the skeletons in the hall.

"My fellow Taoists, this kid is quite interesting."

It's quiet everywhere.

This place is empty and lonely.

The giant laurel tree outside the Moon Palace swayed gently, as if it was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the three-year agreement.

……

'With the peony, you may be able to...'

With the peony?
Wang Jixuan kept repeating these words in his heart. Light and shadows flashed before his eyes. His soul had flown out of the Stone of the Past and appeared in...

Is this Wu Manhuai?
Taoist Wang was just about to ask Wu Man to take the Stone of the Past to find his body, but his soul suddenly turned around like a cat with its fur standing on end, and glared at the middle-aged scholar who was smiling at him in front of Wu Man.

The scholar was wearing a white brocade robe with auspicious clouds and cranes embroidered on the front. There were two or three beautiful jades hanging from the belt around his waist. He was gently waving a folding fan in his hand, and he had an unconcealable confidence.

The middle-aged scholar bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Zheng, can you come out and talk? I have no ill intentions."

Wang Jixuan: ...

You said there was no ill intention, so there was no ill intention?
However, the seniors from the Moon God Palace seemed to have said that this guy had the cultivation level of a celestial being.

Isn't it said that those who come down from the immortal world to the mortal world will be bound by the laws of heaven, and can only allow their cultivation to approach the Mahayana stage?
Wang Jixuan didn't quite understand the twists and turns here, but he understood one thing.

The person before him was a veritable immortal;

He is still among the little masters in the fairy world.

Why are you hiding? Just show up.

Then, Wang Jixuan's soul revealed its whereabouts and bowed to the middle-aged scholar: "Greetings, senior."

"Just call me Daoist friend," the middle-aged scholar said with a smile, "Daoist Wang Zheng, don't worry. I am not a member of the Dark Sect or the Tianluo Sect, but I am familiar with the Tianluo and Dark Sects. I came here today just to meet Daoist Wang Zheng and ask him a question."

Wang Jixuan and Wu Man were both confused.

"Just ask, fellow Taoist."

"The one who destroyed the Dark Cult, Immortal Forbidden King Zheng...Does Daoist Fellow know the inside story of this matter?"

"I don't know the inside story," Wang Jixuan smiled bitterly, "This is really an unexpected disaster. I was just a Tianluo who was just passing the time, and then I was targeted by the Heavenly Dao."

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged scholar laughed a few times, turned his head and looked around: "This is not a place to talk. Do you have any good wine? Do you have any delicious food? I want to have a good chat with you. By the way, wait for other Taoist friends."

Wang Jixuan asked: "What is your purpose?"

"Let me get to know you."

The middle-aged scholar said:
“We, a small group of people, are not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, and we don’t like the Heavenly Dao.

“However, we cannot easily get involved in cause and effect. If Heaven finds an opportunity, we will be plotted against to death.

"No one has ever seen a cultivator who was singled out by the Heavenly Dao as a target, especially a young cultivator who hasn't even become an immortal. So everyone is extremely curious and wants to see what's so special about you."

This middle-aged scholar kept raising his eyebrows:
“Go find the body first.

“Also, let me remind you that a group of dark believers are on their way here and will arrive here in three to five days.

"You can inform your relatives and friends to escape first. If you want to go with us later, I will be your recommender."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly, turned to look at Wu Man, and immediately began to make evacuation arrangements and prepare for battle.

"Fellow Taoist, please come this way."

Wang Jixuan calmed down, raised his hand to invite the middle-aged scholar, and his soul rolled up the stone of the past and turned into a beam of rainbow light and disappeared.

The middle-aged scholar pondered for a moment.

"That stone seems to be a treasure."

Wu Man, who was standing nearby, suddenly became nervous.

The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything more. He walked over with his hands behind his back and crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

Call friends.

(End of this chapter)