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

Chapter 559: Blessing from the Sacred Tree!

(PS: I deleted the manuscript several times before I found the feeling. I am very sorry for the late update.)
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When he suddenly heard the voice of the spirit of the sacred tree, Wang Jixuan was still a little confused.

One is the title of 'bitch', which doesn't seem to be something Xiao Sang can say;
One is...

Asking him to take the sword from the Nine Spirit Sword Master? Isn't this looking down on him? Not to mention that he is still a little far from the Golden Immortal Realm, even if he enters the Golden Immortal Realm, with Elder Hou's cultivation, it would be difficult for him to take the sword from the Nine Spirit Sword Master, right?

In the fight for resources with the Sword God Palace, Wang Jixuan felt that Xiao Sang was dissatisfied with the fact that he had too few enemies and his health bar was too long!

How is this possible? This...

Wang Jixuan's alien soul puppet was already seriously injured. Not only was it unable to reply with a single word, it was difficult for it to even move a finger.

He has burned out all the potential and magic power of this immortal body, and the dragon python soul is almost dissipating.

His several goals have basically been achieved.

And at this moment, he began to feel a force nourishing his Taoist body.

This force is gentle and powerful.

The immortal body, which was like a dried-up riverbed, suddenly began to come back to life, like a dead tree sprouting.

Outside the green light, Elder Hou, who looked extremely embarrassed, had a premonition that something was wrong. He raised his hand and grabbed forward, shattering the world into pieces!

Ding--

A crisp sword sound came from the sky.

A layer of glass-like crystals appeared around Wang Jixuan, not only blocking Elder Hou's grab, but also causing Elder Hou to fly backwards and hit the edge of the cloud platform.

On the stage above, Jiuling Sword Master looked at Elder Hou with a smile and said slowly:
"Fellow Daoist, why not give him a chance to rest? It is truly a rare event that the Fusang sacred tree would give him its own source of power."

Elder Hou was stunned when he heard this, and then he could only nod.

He looked at Wang Jixuan for a while.

The green light became increasingly intense, the sacred tree below rustled, and a huge amount of spiritual power was poured into the "charred corpse" in front.

Elder Hou had a bad feeling.

He wanted to retreat from here, but the gaze of Deputy Sect Leader Zhihui behind him prevented him from taking a single step back.

Zhihui has already spread the word several times, asking him to use all his strength to kill this boy.

Elder Hou also knew that he had already lost all his face after fighting with this boy to such an extent today, so it would be better to just do it.

Elder Hou sat down cross-legged and silently took out two treasures.

A huge broad-bladed sword, stained with the blood of ancient mythical beasts, exuding an astonishing murderous aura;
A small bronze tripod with several cracks, surrounded by wisps of mysterious yellow aura, and each wisp of mysterious yellow aura can crush a mountain.

He closed his eyes calmly.

Although he didn't say much, his murderous intent was already strong.

On the other side, the 'charred corpse' began to break its skin, revealing its protein-like skin. Fortunately, the glass-like barrier on the outside reduced its transparency, preventing Master Wang's alien soul puppet from openly displaying its firepower.

After a while, this alien soul puppet sat cross-legged.

Wang Jixuan's dragon python soul is recovering rapidly. Although its soul power is not as strong as before, the degree of integration between the dragon python soul and this body is skyrocketing!
What made him overjoyed was that 30% of the spiritual power that Xiao Sang poured into the alien soul puppet was sent to his soul through the air.

Wang Jixuan didn't know how this was done;
Perhaps it was because the latest dragon python soul was actually cultivated by him directly splitting off a part of his soul power. Because his original body was already strong enough, Wang Jixuan did not deliberately sever all connections between the dragon python soul and his original body's soul, and they were still connected.

However, Wang Jixuan really wants to negotiate with Xiao Sang now.

No reward for no merit.

This spiritual power may not mean much to the Fusang sacred tree, but Wang Jixuan did feel a sense of gratitude.

Moreover, Xiao Sang seemed to really want him to take on the sword from the Nine Spirit Sword Master. At this moment, the spiritual power was continuously supplied, and Wang Jixuan's alien soul puppet gradually felt stagnation.

Xiao Sang still had no intention of stopping.

Some light green sap began to appear in the spiritual power she sent, and this immortal body was being rapidly transformed by the Fusang sacred tree.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from outside:
"Yes! The blessing of the sacred tree! The blessing of the sacred tree that has not appeared since ancient times! Why would the Fusang sacred tree give it to this outsider!"

All the immortals in Yushen Palace were in an uproar.

Wang Jixuan can answer this question.

Because since ancient times, the Fusang sacred tree has been tired of the tribes living around it.

More green divine light gathered towards his immortal body.

Wang Jixuan's dragon python soul began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye. A force similar to soul power but not soul power actually became the nourishment of the dragon python soul.

This discovery cheered up Wang Jixuan.

In other words, if one wants to cultivate the dragon python soul, one no longer has to devour the souls of immortals or use the sea of ​​resentful souls?
He kept this discovery in his heart and didn't care too much at this moment.

The dragon python's alien soul is expanding;

The power of the immortal body is increasing.

Xiao Sang obviously realized that his puppet incarnation was not strong enough and really wanted him to challenge the Nine Spirit Sword Master.

Taoist Wang took this opportunity to consult his military advisor.

He had a vague feeling that doing so would do more good than harm, but he couldn't tell how the benefits would outweigh the harm.

It was Peony who pointed out the key.

……

"boss."

Peony hums a few words:
“I think we might as well give Xiao Sang’s request a try.

"If I understand correctly, you want to attract the attention of Jiuling Sword Master. The best strategy is to become his disciple, the middle strategy is to join the Sword God Palace, and the worst strategy is to join the Spear God Palace. Use these two forces to counter the pressure from the Dark Cult."

Wang Jixuan: ...

It has to be Mudan who understands his little psychology so thoroughly.

Wang Jixuan said: "I really haven't thought of a good strategy, I just want to show my talent in swordsmanship and strive to join the Sword God Palace. Isn't the Sword God Palace known as the strongest?"

"Indeed, but the Sword God Palace is also one of the eight immortal palaces with the least number of people."

Mudan pinched her chin and thought for two seconds, then raised her head and said, "Why don't you challenge him?"

"I'm trying to snatch the spirit of the sacred tree from him?"

"Such a strong man shouldn't be so petty, right? Besides, if Jiuling Sword Master doesn't want to let us go, we won't be able to take his sword."

Peony said with a smile:

"Although the energy index of your puppet immortal body and dragon python alien soul is constantly improving, it is still far from that of this top-level golden immortal.

"How about I design a set of lines for you?"

"What's the line? Don't mess around."

"Oh," Mudan blinked, "Just take it as a reference."

"What do you say."

"cough!"

Mudan cleared her throat, bowed to the air in front of her in a serious manner, and said loudly:

“Senior Sword Master, sir! I, Wang Jixuan, have been practicing in the Xu Realm and have experienced many hardships in becoming an immortal. I was once blocked by the laws of nature and went through three lifetimes of suffering before I finally reached the Immortal Realm.

“Now, the way of heaven has changed, and the great calamity is coming. I am willing to use what I have learned in my life, walk with a sword, and finally be punished by heaven, so that all the spirits in the world can truly cultivate and recuperate!
"Today I have witnessed the majesty of the sword art of Senior Sword Master, and I am overjoyed. I beg you to teach me the sword art, and I hope to gain immortality through it!" "There is one more thing here. The spirit of the sacred tree is called Xiao Sang, and I know him. He is also an old friend of one of my disciples, so I am bold enough to challenge you with a sword as a gift of apprenticeship today!"

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

His eyes flickered slightly.

He generally understood what Mudan said.

If you think about it carefully, Peony's way of handling things can easily arouse the admiration of Jiuling Sword Master.

However, this alone may not be enough.

I am not in a completely desperate situation now and cannot show my sincerity.

What's more important is that the Dragon Python Alien Soul Technique he used at the level of a second-grade Celestial Immortal could deceive ordinary Celestial Immortals and Golden Immortals, but it couldn't deceive a top-level expert like the Nine Spirit Sword Master...

"Okay, I have an idea of ​​what's going on."

The gaze of Wang Jixuan's spirit was full of determination.

Mudan smiled and said, "But Boss, if you want to reach the Nine Spirit Sword Master, you must first defeat this Elder Hou."

"Yes," Wang Jixuan responded, "His next move will definitely kill you, so use it quickly if you have any."

"Okay," Mudan said simply, "Your Yuanshen and the Dragon Python's soul can be remotely synchronized. I have already mastered Elder Hou's combat skills. I will perform a dynamic simulation for you later and predict his every move more than a second in advance."

"Are you sure? This is a Golden Immortal."

"Golden Immortal refers to his realm of cultivation, which can be the degree of his resonance with a natural law and the amount of power he has mastered. It does not refer to his thinking ability."

The peony slightly raised its head:

"As for computing power, only Tian Dao in the Immortal World can be regarded with a high regard by me."

Wang Jixuan’s little soul gave a thumbs up.

He said no more and accepted the benefits Xiao Sang gave him wholeheartedly.

This blessing from the sacred tree seems... to be quite strong...

Wang Jixuan was only distracted by a simple exchange with Mudan. His dragon python soul had already begun a new round of transformation. The feeling that the realm and quality of the dragon python soul was higher than his own soul came over him again.

This time, Wang Jixuan did not completely sever the underlying connection between his soul and the dragon python soul.

This alien soul is like an arm to him;
As long as his main consciousness is not dead, the original spirit's position will not be replaced by other souls.

An increasingly dense blue light enveloped Wang Jixuan’s alien soul puppet, but the growth of his aura had begun to slow down, and it seemed that he had failed to break through the Golden Immortal’s life and death barrier.

The elder Hou, at this moment, slowly stood up, holding a large knife and a small bronze tripod.

The tiger's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

……

"please!"

Xiao Sang spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of loss that was hard to conceal.

Obviously, Xiao Sang also discovered that even with this so-called blessing from the sacred tree, she could not help Xiaohua's teacher to directly improve his realm, let alone compete with that swordsman.

She had almost resigned herself to her fate.

What can a tree do?

Probably it is only used as food or other materials by two-legged and four-legged creatures.

Xiao Sang gradually became autistic.

On the other side, the fairy light around Wang Jixuan's alien soul puppet gradually subsided.

He had already taken out a set of clothes from the storage magic weapon and put them on slowly. His long hair, which had grown again, fell to his back.

Taoist Wang grasped the Yuehua Sword again, took a deep breath, and looked at Elder Hou in front of him.

He said loudly: "Senior Sword Master, thank you for your support. I can do it now!"

The Nine Spirit Sword Master did not say much, and the glass-like barrier around Wang Jixuan instantly shattered, and colorful powder floated backwards.

Elder Hou moved!
He did not rush forward, but raised the big knife in his hand high, and a powerful aura suppressed Wang Jixuan.

He wants to defeat ten people with his strength!

Taoist Wang tapped his toes lightly and used the Qingping sword power again. This time, the feeling he gave people was completely different from before. Elder Hou lost sight of Wang Jixuan almost instantly.

Wang Jixuan's little soul saw every move that Elder Hou made next.

Including the fighting strategy that Elder Hou should choose when he makes his move.

Therefore, he can directly make the correct and easy response.

See the falling leaves again.

But this time, there were only seven or eight fallen leaves, and each one of them blew towards Elder Hou's vital parts.

Elder Hou’s long sword still chopped forward!

A force that could directly smash the entire thirty-three-layer ladder into pieces burst out, but after it hit nothing, it was easily "confiscated" by the green light attached to the ladder.

The fallen leaves float by slowly and quickly.

There was a hint of horror in Elder Hou's eyes.

He retreated immediately, but small bloodstains appeared on his shoulders, outer thighs, and cheeks, and the bloodstains were still expanding!
What a strong sword spirit!
This sword intent has actually evolved again! It is almost at the level of Tao!

Elder Hou shouted loudly and swung his sword forward wildly. Countless sword qi slashed in all directions, and it seemed that there was no blind spot at all.

But those fallen leaves always followed Elder Hou like a shadow.

Only the experts watching the fight could see clearly at this moment that there was a faint shadow around Elder Hou, and the shadow danced gracefully with the light of the sword slashed by Elder Hou.

Suddenly, a sword came from the west, the sky and the earth changed color, and the road roared!
That light sword seemed to contain the power of thousands of Dao principles, and thousands of fallen leaves filled Elder Hou's vision. Before Elder Hou could chop with his sword, the protective fairy light around him suddenly burst out.

Fairy light is useless!

Only most of those fallen leaves were pushed away!

Wang Jixuan’s Moonlight Sword was hidden among the remaining fallen leaves!

Lightning flashes and yin and yang flickers.

Then I heard a crisp sound that spread across the sky;
Wang Jixuan appeared, and the Yuehua Sword stopped in front of Elder Hou's chest, with a layer of green light film in between. The source of the light film was the small bronze tripod.

Elder Hou looked ashen;
Wang Jixuan smiled and said, "Do you still want to fight? Although I am not at the level of a Golden Immortal, I have the magic power comparable to that of a lower-level Golden Immortal. So when I face you, my sword intent can be fully displayed, and you cannot restrain it. Of course, I cannot kill you either."

The corners of Elder Hou's mouth twitched violently.

Is this a fight?

He's following orders!

Elder Hou was about to continue, but he didn't expect that what Wang Jixuan had just said was not meant for him at all.

The Nine Spirit Sword Master above him flicked his fingers, and the elder felt as if he had been hit hard. His body paused for three seconds, and then flew to the left like a comet. After leaving the ladder, he opened his mouth and spurted out great mouthfuls of blood.

The small tripod above Elder Hou’s head exploded directly.

Jiuling Sword Master said calmly: "You are so shameless to bully the small and the weak. I won't kill you today because you are also a human Golden Immortal. Humph!"

Wang Jixuan raised his head and looked diagonally upward.

He took a deep breath, bowed to the Nine Spirit Sword Master, and then tiptoed up to the 32nd floor of the cloud ladder.

(End of this chapter)