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

Chapter 571: Scolding Zhihui and Spreading the Secret

strangeness.

The jade talisman rotated back and forth on Wang Jixuan's fingertips, and for the time being, only he and his uncle Lu Xuande had seen its contents.

Feng Zheng drove his combat mecha over. The guy jumped out of the mecha cockpit with his long coat fluttering and asked with a smile, "Junior Brother Wang, what's wrong?"

Wang Jixuan threw the jade talisman directly over.

Feng Zheng took a closer look and said with a sigh, "There must be something fishy going on. The enemy chief invited you to have a drink? Why do I feel like this old witch is trying to seduce me with her beauty?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

After a short time together, Taoist Wang had already seen the restless heart hidden beneath Feng Zheng's formal green shirt.

This guy is quite interesting.

Wang Jixuan also adjusted his state so that he would not be too rigid when chatting with Feng Zheng.

It's just a little bit of the immortal's worldly wisdom.

"I don't think I'll be tempted by beauty, and I'm not interested in old pickles."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment:

"The other party should be looking for me to negotiate, or the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao is planning some conspiracy.

“Combining all the above, it is not difficult to find that Bharata is living in the heavenly way and his actions are restricted.

"Many times, Po Luo can only make some operational arrangements through its tentacles."

Feng Zheng blinked: "Bola, what is it? Is she also an elderly woman who has a crush on my junior brother?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

He almost forgot that the existence of Pola was only known to core second-generation disciples like Jianwu and the elders of the Sword God Palace.

However, the more people know about Bharata, the better, and there is no need to hide this fact.

Wang Jixuan briefly told Feng Zheng about his discovery and the complex relationship between Pala and the Way of Heaven.

Feng Zheng had a pretty good understanding and quickly figured out the general idea.

Lu Xuande on the side said, "It's so secret, you two should pass it on. It's a bit too frivolous to tell it easily."

Wang Jixuan nodded in agreement.

Feng Zheng asked: "Do you want to go to the appointment?"

"Of course not."

Wang Jixuan shook his head:

“As soon as we arrived here, I sensed at least a dozen powerful immortal consciousnesses locking onto me.

“With the Sword God Palace’s reputation protecting me, they dare not act rashly;
“If I leave the formation without permission, Yu Shen Palace will probably send a few old golden immortals to self-destruct and die with me. It seems that their Yu Ling is of royal blood.

"However, I also want to write a reply to the other party. It's a matter of reciprocity. I also want to test the other party at the same time."

As Wang Jixuan said this, he actually had an idea in mind.

He used the jade talisman, refined it slightly, broke the restrictions on it, and wrote two lines at the bottom of the letter.

Afterwards, Taoist Wang handed the jade talisman to Lu Xuande and smiled embarrassedly:
"Uncle Master, my immortal consciousness cannot lock onto the position of the Golden Immortal."

"Yes," Lu Xuande nodded, took the jade talisman, weighed it, and threw it forward.

The jade talisman suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot into the depths of the desert.

Lu Xuande muttered: "This is not in vain, your magic weapon called Small Annihilation Bomb..."

Wang Jixuan took out two small annihilation bombs that he had prepared from his sleeve and stuffed them into Lu Xuande's hands.

Many of the disciples around cast curious glances;

Because the Sword God Palace had a small collection of small annihilation bombs, Jian Wu did not allow his disciples to carry them with them on this outing.

They actually want to experience what it feels like to "blow the hell up".

After a while.

A white cloud floated from afar.

Everyone thought that this was someone from the Gun God Palace coming to meet, but when the white cloud got closer, they discovered that there were only a few figures standing on it, and they were all female fairies.

The person in the lead was wearing a moon-white long dress, with a tall figure, beautiful face, and a somewhat otherworldly temperament. Who else could it be but Zhihui, the eighth deputy leader of the Dark Sect?

She smiled gently, asked the maid to wait on the clouds, and she landed directly on the cloud platform of the Sword God Palace.

Lu Xuande swept his sleeves and a wall of wind blocked Zhihui.

The dozen or so second-generation masters of the Sword God Palace who were hiding in secret were also on high alert at this moment.

Among the disciples of the Sword God Palace, Bai Ning is the direct disciple of the Acting Palace Master. In such circumstances, it is natural for her to step forward and deal with the situation.

Bai Ning stepped forward and went to Wang Jixuan, raised her head and said loudly:
"The Dark Cult's Eighth Vice-Master has arrived. The disciples of the Sword God Palace are sorry for not welcoming you. I wonder why the Vice-Master is here?"

"The disciples of the Sword God Palace are indeed a hundred times more elegant than the younger generation of my Dark Sect. I really admire them."

Zhihui smiled warmly, stroked her sleeves gently, and said softly:

“I came here this time to resolve my past grievances with a disciple of the Sword God Palace.

“Because of the words of this villain, I had many misunderstandings about this disciple and almost made a big mistake.

"I wonder if Daoist Fellow Bai Ning would allow me to meet this disciple?"

Bai Ning smiled and said, "It's really surprising what the deputy leader said. As for whether my junior brother can see him or not, it's not up to me to decide. Can I ask the deputy leader for him?"

Zhihui's gaze passed Bai Ning and fell on Wang Jixuan behind her.

Don’t hit someone who smiles at you.
Wang Jixuan smiled and bowed, but didn't say much.

Until Bai Ning returned on a cloud and landed in front of him, she whispered: "What should I do? Should I meet her? If I get too close to her, she might attack me and it will be really troublesome."

"Let me take care of it."

Taoist Wang thanked him with his eyes, then walked around to the side and looked up at Zhihui.

"What does the deputy leader mean? Are you trying to resolve the past grudge?"

Zhihui smiled and said, "Of course it means exactly what it says. Fellow Daoist Wang has now become a top disciple of the Sword God Palace, and is deeply loved by all the elders of the Sword God Palace. My secret sect is small, so how dare I continue to be an enemy of Fellow Daoist Wang?"

Wang Jixuan said "Oh", and his voice spread throughout the extreme area that his immortal consciousness could cover:
"So it was because the Dark Cult was intimidated by the might of the Sword God Palace and voluntarily backed down and begged for peace?"

Many immortal consciousnesses in the world gathered here.

There were even some curious people who rode clouds to high altitudes to look over here, or used some remote observation techniques to keep an eye on the "big things" happening here.

Zhihui's smile remained the same, but her eyes became sharper.

She laughed and said, "Friend Wang, this little trick is a little unsatisfactory."

"With more witnesses, more people will know your secret sect's style of doing things, so that more Taoists will not be deceived."

Wang Jixuan said loudly:

"May I ask Vice Sect Leader Zhihui... have we met each other six hundred thousand years ago?"

Zhihui was obviously stunned.

She originally thought that Wang Jixuan would make things difficult for them, ridicule them for their secret teaching, and vent his anger, but she never expected that Wang Jixuan would suddenly ask such a question.

Zhihui was caught off guard, and although her expression changed only slightly, her internal energy flow, blood flow rate and other biological signals showed obvious changes. Such changes could not be hidden from Mudan.

"Boss, her body has admitted it."

Wang Jixuan immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Then he would know what was going on.

Wang Jixuan asked in a clear voice: "Why didn't the deputy leader answer?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are joking," Master Zhihui's smile became more peaceful and natural, "I have practiced for less than 600,000 years in total. If it had been so long, my Dao heart would have long been dormant. I would have mostly been in seclusion in my cave and would not have gone out to take care of these mundane matters."

Wang Jixuan said, "That's not necessarily true. People are different. For example, some women look like white lotus flowers, but they are actually romantic guests in the side rooms."

Master Zhihui's face gradually turned cold: "Fellow Daoist Wang, what do you mean by this? I put aside my status and came to ask for peace with you, so as to avoid a fight between the two families and bring about a catastrophe in advance, and become a sinner in the immortal world! Why are you insulting me in every way? Even if you don't want to agree to the peace, there is no need to ridicule me like this!"

"The deputy leader is very eloquent. He wants to put such a big hat on me in just a few words."

Wang Jixuan said loudly:

“First, this is a feud between me and your Dark Cult, and has nothing to do with the Sword God Palace!

“Secondly, it was the Dark Cult that persecuted me first, destroyed my sect, ruined the cultivation world in my hometown, and tried to kill me countless times!

“Third, I would like to ask those immortals who were killed by my explosion on behalf of your secret sect. Why did the deputy sect leader suddenly come to me to seek peace and put on such a lowly attitude? What are those people who were killed by my explosion?
"Could it be that in the eyes of the deputy leader, the immortals of the Dark Sect are just consumables that can be recruited again after they are used up? There will always be hungry dogs on the roadside who want this ration, right?"

Master Zhihui narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Wang Jixuan, you really have some ability to make a Golden Immortal like me so angry!"

Wang Jixuan said: "How did Daoist friend get this Golden Immortal? Everyone knows it well."

Master Zhihui almost exploded: "How did I become a golden immortal? Explain this to me clearly!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Jixuan didn't respond at all.

He was just throwing out information, not debating with Master Zhihui.

This information may not all be true, but as long as the goal of striking at the Dark Cult can be achieved, Wang Jixuan will have won this round.

As a result, the conversation between the two became extremely intense, with sharp confrontations in tone, but the content of the conversation was completely unrelated.

Wang Jixuan said: "The Dark Cult is currently killing people in the lower world, and it is a widespread killing targeting both the cultivation world and the mortal towns. I am afraid there is a huge secret behind this."

Master Zhihui was still struggling with the previous topic: "I have been practicing till now, and all the achievements I have made are my own, and have nothing to do with others!"

Wang Jixuan said, "Then can you explain clearly why when the Dark Cult was chasing me, Tianluo, who was supposed to be hostile to the Dark Cult, directly sent out a deputy leader at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian to kill me?"

Master Zhihui: "This is because you have angered Tianluo! What does this have to do with my secret sect?"

"You, the Dark Sect and Tianluo, are in cahoots with each other and are the right-hand men of the parasite Tiandao. The Dark Sect raised the butcher knife, and Tianluo held the righteous people hostage in the name of justice. At the critical moment, you bowed to Tiandao. Tianluo is the hand that holds us down!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Master Zhihui said angrily, "The Way of Heaven is supreme, there is no such thing as a parasite! Stop telling lies to confuse the people!"

"You are guilty! As expected! You were already dead! Died six hundred thousand years ago! I was traveling through time, but you were ordered to kill me!"

"Shut up!" Master Zhihui's face turned red.

Wang Jixuan shouted loudly: "Could it be that you, the undead, had your life and death reversed by the Heavenly Dao, becoming the real lackey of the Heavenly Dao, and then successfully broke through to the Heavenly Immortal and Golden Immortal, becoming the deputy leader of the Dark Sect?!"

"roll!"

Zhihui suddenly raised her right hand, and a tremendous pressure burst out.

Wang Jixuan decisively took a half step back and retreated behind Feng Zheng and Bai Ning, not forgetting to laugh at her:
"Anxious?"

But he didn't dare to take Zhihui's palm no matter what.

There was no other reason. The moment she raised her palm, there were already seventeen or eighteen equally powerful pressures that transformed into sword intent and pressed against the neck of her soul.

As long as she makes any movement, she will be greeted by landslides and tsunamis.

"Humph!"

Zhihui flicked her sleeves and said coldly:
“Wang Jixuan, you are so kind to me!”

Wang Jixuan put away his playful smile and said calmly: "I just told you some facts. Why do you look like this? Are you feeling guilty? Or are you pretending to come here to make peace, and really want to lure me over and kill me?"

Zhihui was silent.

Wang Jixuan smiled and shook his head, then said slowly, "If the deputy leader is alright, I'm sorry I won't see you off."

Zhihui didn't say much, nor did she say anything harsh. She just looked up into the sky, then turned around and flew away on a cloud.

The maids looked pale.

They understand their master. Given the situation today, it is questionable whether they can survive until tomorrow after returning.

Unfortunately, no one will say anything for them.

Wang Jixuan bowed to everyone and said sternly, "Excuse me, fellow brothers and sisters. I have a lot of enemies, and none of them are very useful. It's really embarrassing."

Everyone smiled.

Bai Ning covered her mouth and chuckled: "I never thought that you are so flexible with your words. The deputy leader has been shaken by what you said."

"She just has something on her mind."

Wang Jixuan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Zhihui's departing back.

A lot of information has been collected here, and several pieces of information have been preliminarily confirmed.

Wang Jixuan asked in a voice transmission: "Mudan, do you think that the Dark Cult is really planning something big by massacring the lower world?"

"To know the specific situation, we need a small team from Earth to go out and conduct a formal survey and fight a few head-on wars with the Dark Cult."

Peony Road:
"Boss, a message has just been synced over there.

"The killing of the leaves may have to be put on hold for a few days. They have made some new discoveries."

"What?" Wang Jixuan was a little confused.

Mudan couldn't explain it clearly: "I don't know the details either. We have to wait for them to synchronize information further. Professor Shen has already intervened in this matter."

Taoist Wang raised his eyebrows slightly.

That's good. With Xiao Shen around, they can probably get twice the result with half the effort.

"Let's continue to wait for the people from the Gun God Palace to come. If you find any traces of the red snake, alert me immediately."

"Yes."

"Junior Brother Wang," Feng Zheng took out a chessboard with his backhand, "Why don't we play a game of chess?"

"Sure," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "but I'm a terrible chess player. I'd like to recommend a great chess player to you. I guarantee you won't be able to beat him."

Feng Zheng blinked: "I'm sure you'll win, but then what fun will that have for me? Self-torture? I must play with a rookie to get some happiness."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Don't tell me, it makes sense.

"Come on, come on, I'll play a few games with you!"

……

at the same time;

The Earth's core, the city above the clouds.

(End of this chapter)