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

Chapter 585: Assemble in the Immortal Palace!

Before the report was made, drum sounds were heard simultaneously from the southeast, due south and due east.

The messenger shouted loudly, saying that large numbers of immortal soldiers from the Beast God Palace, the Night God Palace, and the Fire God Palace were invading.

Wang Jixuan was also shocked by the efficiency of these top forces in the fairy world.

Coming so soon?

Is this a direct way to set up a teleportation array and pull the immortal soldiers over?
A hundred thousand immortal soldiers may sound intimidating, but in fact the real threat comes from the group of masters who command the hundred thousand immortal soldiers.

Generally speaking, dispatching 100,000 immortal soldiers means that this top-level force is really angry, and will naturally be equipped with a sufficient number of true immortals, celestial immortals and golden immortals.

The four great immortal palaces came with great force, and the array composed of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers covered the sky and the sun.

Previously, there had been some turmoil in the Duanyun Desert, and the evil spirits that overflowed from everywhere injured many independent cultivators, causing most of them to retreat to the edge of the desert.

Now that dark clouds were looming over the city, the scattered cultivators thought that the various immortal palaces had discovered a treasure, and so they started fighting over it.

Many wandering cultivators began to return secretly.

The main focus is on seeking wealth through risk.

On the fairy island of the Gun God Palace.

A large number of immortal soldiers quickly gathered, and the disciples sent by the three families rode on the clouds and rose into the sky.

In the fairy palace in the central area, the elders of each family all looked unfriendly. Luo Tianjin waved his hand, and several Golden Immortal elders of the Gun God Palace took the initiative to go out and lead the army to confront the invading enemy.

The teleportation formation in the center of the fairy island has been activated.

"what!"

All the immortal soldiers shouted in unison, and their force seemed to break the mountains and clouds.

Luo Tianjin greeted him slowly: "Ji Xuan, tell me what these magic weapons are about."

Wang Jixuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Master Luo, a fight is about to break out outside."

"Hey, it's just a small scene."

Several elders laughed and said:
"You are rushing over here in anger. It's not like you are raising an army to punish us. You are just trying to show off your power and force us to give in."

"If a war really breaks out, the masters will definitely launch a sneak attack first, or even poison the enemy, and the immortal soldiers will form a battle formation to rush to the rescue. They will also seek out the most prosperous areas of each family's territory to harass and disrupt the enemy's morale."

"Even if they really want to fight, we are ready to fight at any time."

"Humph, only dogs that don't bite bark."

Wang Jixuan felt relieved after hearing this.

He still sent a message to Mudan, asking her to keep a close eye on the battle situation and be wary of a sudden attack from the other side.

"I will introduce to you how mechanical life forms think and act. This will involve a lot of knowledge that has never appeared in the fairy world, but I think that since you are all Golden Immortals, you will be able to understand it easily."

The Golden Immortal elders from the Three Immortal Palaces of the human race immediately smiled confidently.

……

Outside the fairy island, dark clouds are covering the city.

The heroic words of war still ring in Hei Yao's ears;

But Hei Yao judged that there was a high probability that the battle today would not be fought.

There was no other reason. The Spear God Palace, Sword God Palace, and Slaughter God Palace reacted very quickly. As soon as the Feather God Palace and other four immortal palaces began to mobilize their troops, these three immortal palaces had already begun to gather their forces.

The wars in the fairy world, which have continued from ancient times to the present day, are inseparable from the word race.

These top non-human forces have made unusual movements at the same time. The three top human forces cannot possibly not notice it and will naturally take corresponding actions.

The strength comparison between the two sides is almost evenly matched.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a conflict to break out in such a situation of equal strength. Everyone just confronts each other for a while, quarrels for a few words, and then goes back home.

How can we get them to fight?
Hei Yao crossed his arms and thought.

He then became somewhat confused.

'Why would I want them to fight? Where did this idea come from?'

There was a hint of confusion in Hei Yao's eyes.

He continued to think along this line of thought, and unconsciously began to examine his recent actions. He suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong with him, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

'It seems like someone is interfering with my thoughts.'

'Who would interfere with my thoughts?'

'sky……'

A faint divine light flashed across Obsidian's eyes.

The divine light flashed and disappeared, and it would be difficult to capture it even if someone stared at Hei Yao, not to mention that the immortal soldiers on the clouds all had their backs to Hei Yao at this moment.

Hei Yao continued to think:

'Let them fight, only then can I further my plan.'

"It is difficult to implement my mechanical plan by relying solely on the Dark Church. We need more mechanical bodies, and each mechanical body should carry a computing power core."

'War represents opportunity.'

A satisfied smile appeared on Hei Yao's lips, and then he continued to ponder.

"How can we make them fight?"

"Obsidian Envoy?"

A calling voice floated from behind.

Hei Yao woke up from his trance and turned to look at the huge treasure ship behind the black cloud.

Under the protection of the two celestial elders, Hei Yao safely reached the upper floor of the treasure ship and entered the cabin filled with the fragrance of medicine.

In the Huachi pond filled with white steam, Master Zhihui was repairing his broken arm. The new arm had flesh and bones, and was covered with fair skin.

Zhihui seemed to have recovered from her injuries, but her Tao realm had irretrievably fallen by two levels, and her soul had also been injured.

Cang Ze sat behind a screen on one side, his body covered with spider-web-like cracks, and inside each crack there was a faint bloodstain.

He was not in a hurry to heal the injuries of his immortal body, but was still recuperating his soul.

"Deputy leader," Hei Yao bowed his head and saluted, "You called me."

"Well," Cang Ze flicked his fingers and covered the two of them with a barrier.

Cang Ze asked: "Any thoughts on this experience?"

"Who is the deputy leader?"

"After entering the small world, this unclear battle took place."

"I don't have any clues for now," Hei Yao said in a low voice, "but I always feel that Wang Jixuan must be behind this. He may have some ability to predict the future..."

Cang Ze leaned back in his chair.

His young and handsome face with loose medium-length hair always gives people a scholarly feeling, but at this moment, his cracked skin and those violent muscles containing tyrannical strength make people feel that he is a manic physical cultivator.

There is a strange harmony between these two styles in him.

“That group of weirdos didn’t attack us the first time we entered, but they surrounded us the second time without any hesitation or asking any reason.

"How did Wang Jixuan team up with the weirdo? He had just gone in."

Cang Ze sighed softly:

"This defeat is really unclear."

Hei Yao folded his arms and thought carefully, and suddenly said: "Could it be related to the red snake?"

"Wang Jixuan's partner?"

"Yes, the red snake was buried here for a period of time, probably to cultivate with the evil spirit."

"maybe."

Cang Ze narrowed his eyes slightly:

“I’m beginning to experience the feeling of powerlessness you’re talking about.

"Being an enemy of Wang Jixuan seems to be true. I am inexplicably restricted in every way. But if you think about it carefully, there is some truth in this." "It's because of Peony."

Obsidian said quickly:
“The peony is the real thorn.

“She is able to integrate various types of information and give the most effective and labor-saving suggestions.

“I’m already developing a similar mechanical intelligence, but at this stage I can’t achieve the computing power of Mudan, and we can’t avoid the problem of mechanical rebellion.

"If there are more than 3,000 mechanical thinking bodies on the same network, a mechanical rebellion will almost certainly occur, and their thoughts will be out of control... Peony is a special spirit, which seems to be the key to the problem.

"To put it simply, the mechanical civilization that Mudan is currently in charge of is extremely rare and abnormal, even among the mechanical civilizations outside the immortal cultivation system."

Cang Ze frowned and said, "You can complain to me about this later."

"This is not a complaint," Hei Yao corrected. "This is a kind of awe that becomes more incredible the more I understand it."

"Well, what do you think now? We'd better let the two sides fight and rekindle the ancient war."

Cang Ze squinted and smiled:

"Master Tiandao asked me to listen to your opinions more."

Hei Yao shrugged, "The leaders of these immortal palaces are not stupid. If there is not enough profit motivation, or if their own interests are seriously threatened, they will not easily drag their own forces down. The death or injury of a few masters is not a big problem for them. They will just give up when their emotions subside."

Cang Ze said: "Then let them have enough interests to motivate them."

"Hmm?" Hei Yao was a little puzzled. "Aren't all the treasures in that small world broken? And they are infected by evil spirits. It doesn't look like there are any valuable treasures."

Cang Ze thought for a moment and said slowly, "What I mean is, let's put some treasures in there, or spread some rumors. With the help of the Heavenly Dao Monument, maybe we can make it look real."

Heiyao asked: "If they find out about us later, how will we deal with it?"

"Isn't there a beautiful scapegoat out there?"

Cang Ze said with a smile:

"How could such a promiscuous person sit with me? I have long felt that she is not pleasing to the eye.

"Her heart is disturbed and her behavior is inappropriate. This is the best fate for her."

Hei Yao's face was a little stiff.

He nodded slightly and whispered, "Deputy Sect Leader, please allow me to think about what bait to use."

"Go and have a rest," Cang Ze waved his hand, "I actually already have a plan in mind, and I will send someone to execute it later, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes."

Heiyao bowed his head and agreed: "If we can capture mechanical bodies controlled by Mudan in the future, please keep more of them. The more we capture, the better."

Cang Ze nodded with a smile, and then began to close his eyes and rest.

Hei Yao turned around and exited the barrier, his thoughts becoming more and more complicated.

He couldn't understand why Cang Ze had to call him over to ask for his opinion when he clearly already had a plan and arrangements for the matter.

What kind of technique is this to control subordinates?
Hei Yao used to enjoy playing with people's hearts, but now that he is in a lower position, he feels as if he is in a cloud of confusion.

Before leaving the treasure ship of the secret sect, Heiyao turned his head to look at Zhihui who was sitting in the Huachi.

He didn't say much, turned around and continued to observe the black cloud in front. The two celestial immortals, the old man and the old woman followed closely.

The rumbling sound of war drums sounded from afar.

Hei Yao looked up and saw two large white clouds coming from the north and the west, with human figures on them.

There is only one missing one of the eight immortal palaces in the fairy world.

Can this war really be fought?

Obsidian remained skeptical.

……

At the same time, in the Immortal Palace.

Wang Jixuan stopped telling the story and looked at the group of Golden Immortals in front of him with a smile.

There are golden immortals who are posing as thinkers;

Some golden immortals were already sitting cross-legged in meditation, as if they had attained enlightenment;
There were also Golden Immortals who gave up halfway through listening and simply wandered off, pretending to be in a daze staring at the scenery outside the window to avoid making eye contact with Wang Jixuan.

In short, few people understand it.

Luo Tianjin slapped his thigh and howled, "Okay!"

Several old men and women around were so scared that they trembled a few times.

Luo Tianjin laughed loudly: "This method is so wonderful that it is beyond words! Well, just do it this way, you will definitely achieve unprecedented achievements!"

The other Golden Immortals smiled and nodded.

The whole scene was like the emperor's new clothes. No elder was willing to admit that they did not understand the principles of mechanical thinking that Wang Jixuan was explaining.

In fact, Master Wang himself didn't understand much, so he responded to whatever Mudan said, from binary to assembly language, from bionic neural networks to the trial and error of various language models.

Anyway, he told the whole story without any adulteration.

Wang Jixuan bowed and said, "Dear elders, can I join hands with His Highness to transform this little world together?"

Luo Tianjin looked at the most senior elder of the Sword God Palace, and that elder looked at the person in charge of the Slaughter God Palace, and the three of them nodded.

The white-haired old man in white clothes from the Sword God Palace said in a gentle voice:

“This matter can be settled. You should do your best. If you have any needs, the three of us can meet them.

“Ji Xuan, you are a disciple of the Sword God Palace. This time you have brought honor to the Sword God Palace and won praise. The sect will naturally reward you and your master.

"But there is one thing you still need to pay attention to. That Luoshan hermit is a princess of the ancient human race. She has made outstanding military achievements and has great magical powers. You need to serve her carefully and don't be negligent in the slightest."

Wang Jixuan: ...

serve?

This word is a bit too much.

Their relationship is simply a partnership, but somehow it starts to sound like a business club.

Wang Jixuan could only agree with a smile.

He asked: "How do you elders plan to deal with these immortal soldiers who are out there attacking us?"

"Don't worry, we won't let them reach that world even a step!"

"The Immortal Realm has been peaceful for a long time, but now that a great catastrophe is approaching, it's time to shed some blood and offer a sacrifice to the catastrophe."

The immortal palace was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Wang Jixuan felt relieved and bowed to the immortals in agreement.

He had explained before that these mechanical bodies would not be affected by evil spirits and could directly transform the illusion within that small world.

There are actually a few points he didn’t mention;

For example, Mudan has begun to make a device to store evil spirits, preparing to use the evil spirits as poison gas bombs, and Mudan has begun to cultivate medicinal herbs that can grow in evil spirits. For her, such a small matter as genetic modification is no problem at all. The little knowledge of the laws of time that Wang Jixuan has mastered can also help speed up breeding.

Wang Jixuan came out of the immortal palace and looked up. He saw dark clouds rolling everywhere.

In the northwest and southeast, two major forces are confronting each other in the air, and it seems that a war is about to break out at any time.

Taoist Wang looked at it for a few seconds, then shook his head and smiled.

It looks like there will be no war. The human race is suppressing the hundred races. Why would the hundred races take the initiative to start a war?
Instead of worrying about this, he might as well care about the physical and mental health of Professor Shen Qionglin on Earth, and see if he can take Xiao Shen over to study the sustainable use of evil spirits.

Wang Jixuan was just about to hide behind the fairy island and moved his mind to his bone puppet. Two ray of sound penetrated into his left and right ears at the same time.

"Jixuan! I have something to discuss with you!"

One is Luo Tianjin, which was within Wang Jixuan’s expectations.

The other one is...

Uh, teacher?

"Disciple, I am here to ask you something."

(End of this chapter)