Chapter 409 Where is the old friend?

Time, years.

Everyone knows that this great avenue is not trivial, but the world of spiritual practice has never heard of it. Who can understand any magic method in the years, let alone the cultivation method.

Wang Jixuan was so enthusiastic that he held this thing and studied it for half a month, hoping to see if the perfect Tao foundation that he had now reshaped his Tao body and had three flowers gathered at the top could resonate with it.

pity;

No response.

Even Wang Jixuan didn't know how to open this thing and let it record the situation.

Increase the concentration of spiritual energy, create fluctuations in spiritual energy, let the spiritual energy simulate the confrontation between demonic energy and pure energy, etc.

After using various methods, Wang Jixuan could only sigh, put the item into a separate storage magic weapon, and stored it close to his body.

This baby can save his life at critical moments.

He stretched and slowly stood up in front of the huge word Dao.

During this practice, the pain and torture was simply inhuman.

Wang Jixuan still felt frightened when he thought about it at this moment.

At first it was a sharp pain that ripped apart the soul, and then it was an itching pain like thousands of ants gnawing at the heart.

At that time, he was refining the sea of ​​resentful souls of the Pillar Blade Beast, but he directly refined over 100 million resentful souls. The resentful power of these resentful souls lingered around, making Wang Jixuan very difficult to endure.

Fortunately, the old man from the second life was always there to help.

Speaking of this old man, Wang Jixuan is no longer angry now.

It's all me, it's just two memories and two experiences shaping myself, so there's nothing to be angry about.

Wang Jixuan absorbed those three memories, and his own understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation also evolved.

Now he is confident enough to break through the barrier.

That's enough.

As for the bad debts left by the prodigal son of the three realms, he settled them one by one, put an end to the worldly fate, and concentrated on preparing to ascend to immortality.

The prodigal son of the Three Realms does not just die.

He just couldn't hold on anymore, and his consciousness was already on the verge of collapse. After seventy years of guarding the gate, Wang Jixuan had molded his Daoji to get rid of the entanglement of resentful souls, and when his own consciousness gradually stabilized, the prodigal son of the Three Realms was like an old man on his deathbed, sitting He was in a daze, calling dozens of times but there might not be a response.

From Ina civilization to Earth civilization, hundreds of thousands of years are too long.

'Can an immortal live so long?'

Wang Jixuan thought like this.

'To a certain extent, the poor Taoist may have surpassed the immortal.'

laugh.

The Taoist priest's spiritual consciousness spread out, and the whole city came into his eyes.

It is still so empty and empty, and everywhere is surrounded by formations made by Ina civilization.

This kind of formation is very strange. It can ensure that the things in the formation will not decay or decay, and all the formations are connected and integrated with each other. Let alone a complete spiritual practitioner equivalent to a monk in the Fusion Realm, even Wang Jixuan at his peak, if he wants It takes a lot of effort to break through these large formations with force.

Wang Jixuan was walking around.

Every time Emina came over before, he felt something.

In the first few times, he could only vaguely hear the chat between Emina and the prodigal son of the Three Realms, but later he could hear it clearly, but he was unable to respond because of the harassment of resentful spirits.

Therefore, Taoist Master probably knows about the development and current situation of human beings on earth, so he has nothing to worry about.

One says one;

When the earth was in greatest danger, it was the prodigal son of the Three Realms who took action and used the huge spiritual energy mass hidden in the capital above the clouds to activate the planet's defense array and forcefully overcome it.

From this perspective, the prodigal son of the Three Realms owes nothing to earth civilization.

This will also be the place where Wang Jixuan attains enlightenment.

Wang Jixuan was wandering around blindly when two figures walked out of the underground palace, flew closer, knelt down and saluted.

"Owner."

"Owner."

Wang Jixuan nodded calmly and looked at the two puppets.

A man and a woman can be considered a good match for working without getting tired.

The male puppet was wearing golden armor and was one of the two golden puppets that Wang Jixuan had found using his spiritual sense.

The woman was wearing a neon dress, her skin was white and delicate, her facial features were charming, her eyes were full of lingering love, and her shy expression made Wang Jixuan have no doubt that her touch and feedback were definitely better than the real thing.

Women are more feminine.

'As expected of the creation of the prodigal son of the three realms!'

Puppet is a relatively advanced item in the monk's weapon refining skills.

It requires cumbersome restrictions to make a puppet move on its own, let alone two perfect puppets that look like real people, can think, have spirituality, and have super combat power.

But their shortcomings are also obvious - they rely too much on the formations of the Capital on the Cloud.

Without the formation energy supply, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

To take them out, Wang Jixuan needs to make some modifications, changing them from consuming the spiritual energy of the formation to consuming spiritual stones (crystal cores).

However, their energy consumption ratio is not outstanding.

Just stay here and be the guardian.

Wang Jixuan waved his hand and said: "I won't be here later. You should watch everywhere. If anyone breaks in, they will be killed without mercy."

"yes!"

"Well," Wang Daozhang thought about it carefully and then said, "If it's that Whispering Leaf, please stay alive. I still have something to ask her."

"yes!"

After Wang Jixuan said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, Ye Zi was deceived by the prodigal son of the Three Realms. He abandoned the more advanced core circuit and chose an original version of the 'core circuit' without subsequent practice skills.

The Taoist priest arrived in front of the crooked sculpture, thought for a moment, and lightly clapped his hands.

The sculpture of the Wanderer of the Three Realms is gently broken.

The past has become like a cloud of smoke.

Pindao doesn't want to be responsible for the revival of Ina civilization.

The Taoist Master sighed softly, and a beautiful image flashed across his heart. The calm Taoist heart felt a little more hopeful, and he lowered his head and looked at his robe.

This is the clothes of the prodigal son of the Three Realms. It is also a top-quality magic weapon. It feels very soft and has a very good fit.

Very elegant, suitable for showing off, and the clothes fit me perfectly.

Wang Jixuan's figure flew towards the city gate, and when he passed by the mirrored walls of the buildings, his long hair was fluttering, and his hairpin was in place, and he no longer looked like an ordinary person.

…

Lin Zhiwei is a contemporary young man who no longer wants to make progress.

Having been educated on "social suffering" since childhood, he has a strong resonance with the history of mankind's fight against blade beasts, and is determined to kill the last blade beast.

but……

His parents don't allow it.

His father was a junior cadre of Battle Fortress No. 6. Through some connections, Lin Zhiwei was assigned a free position in the security department of the research institute after Lin Zhiwei graduated from college.

Then, Lin Zhiwei went on a hunger strike for two days to fight to the end with his parents;

In the end, he was too hungry and the food his mother cooked was too fragrant. He swallowed his saliva, sighed, chose to accept his fate, packed his bags and returned to the beautiful earth from the space fortress.

His parents' reasons were also very good.

Interstellar navigation is too difficult, and an operation often takes several months to reach the teleportation array;

Expeditionary warfare is dominated by mechanical bodies, which requires a large number of engineers to maintain the mechanical bodies, as well as generals with excellent command skills.

Lin Zhiwei is a student of human history. His only specialty is running fast. If he wants to join the army, he may not even be able to pass the exam.

Aren’t security uniforms also uniforms?

It's just not as handsome as a military uniform.

This is Lin Zhiwei's fourth month at work.

Over the past hundred days, Lin Zhiwei has been very leisurely every day. He patrols six times a day, which only takes three hours in total. Then he goes to the monitoring room to play cards with a few uncles and watch movies.

Serious movie.

The only thing that made Lin Zhiwei feel something was wrong was...

He has been here for a hundred days and has no idea what this research institute is about.

The research institute is located on a cliff, and there is no large-scale research team stationed inside. There are only a few security guards and a dozen retired mechanical engineers who are no longer young.

Those engineers also fish every day, and occasionally build small robots.

It's not so much a research institute as it is a nursing home with beautiful scenery and ample supplies.

However, the salary is quite high. His income as a security guard is almost as much as that of a serious senior engineer.

【Eat empty pay】.

After this idea came up, I couldn't control it.

Lin Zhiwei has been very troubled these days.

On the one hand, he likes the stable life here. The only thing he needs to worry about is that it is difficult to find a partner after living in a remote place for a long time.

On the other hand, his sense of justice and responsibility made him feel like a fire was burning in his heart.

He wanted to write a whistleblower letter;

But I am afraid of affecting my family.

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Finally, Lin Zhiwei, who was in a dilemma, got up late at night and walked to the desk in the single dormitory.

The desk light turns on by itself.

Lin Zhiwei opened the simulated paper and wrote three words in a rustle.

【I report!】

Well, he decided.

Even if the report is reported to the Speaker, the secret of the empty pay here must be exposed to the world.

The resources of the human world cannot be wasted by moths!

But, what to write next?

Lin Zhiwei bit his fingers and thought carefully, sweating slightly on his forehead due to nervousness.

suddenly.

"Huh? What do you want to report?"

Lin Zhiwei jumped up like a frightened cat, slammed his body against the wardrobe, and stared at the figure that appeared in front of him.

How, how did you get in!

The light was dim and Lin Zhiwei couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He could only see that he seemed to be wearing a blue robe with a hairpin on his head. This kind of weird dress was something Lin Zhiwei had seen in costume films from the golden age before the disaster.

Many times.

"You you, you you you!"

Lin Zhiwei suddenly said:

"I'm the security guard here! Don't come here! Are you human?"

The last sentence he said was a righteous one.

The man smiled and said: "I am a secret agent. Well, I came from other civilizations and want to study this strange primitive civilization of yours."

"You are the original civilization!"

Lin Zhiwei didn’t know where he got the courage and shouted:

"We have all defeated the Blade Beast! We will soon be an advanced civilization!"

"Defeated the Blade Beast?"

The man asked:

“Can you tell me in detail how you defeated it?

"I also got the letter and knew that there was a blade beast here that was causing trouble, so I came over for a walk. Unexpectedly, the blade beast had been defeated."

Lin Zhiwei swallowed: "You, who are you?"

"Have you ever heard of Black Storm?"

"Ah, the hero who saved mankind, the messenger of advanced civilization, helped mankind survive the most difficult moments, and avoided mankind's destruction many times..."

"I come from the same place as him."

"Really, really?"

"Uh-huh," the man raised his hand and snapped his fingers, with two talismans surrounding his fingertips.

Lin Zhiwei's Adam's apple shook up and down.

He knows this kind of thing!

This is the paper charm used in the Black Storm battle!

The Extracurricular Readings of the Department of History, "The Wild History of Storms", have a single page introduction for this!

"Answer the question first."

"This, uh," Lin Zhiwei muttered, "which question?"

"How to defeat the Blade Beast."

"Okay," Lin Zhiwei stared at the paper talisman and briefly organized his thoughts. As if answering a question in an exam, he briefly introduced the three stages of the war between humans and blade beasts.

The battle to defend the earth, the victory on Mars, and the expeditionary force's counterattack.

The man in the corner listened carefully and asked some detailed questions.

Lin Zhiwei answered questions fluently, he was originally learning this.

Soon, the man sighed with regret: "I didn't expect that what they did was so beautiful."

"Uh, boss, do you want to meet our leader?"

"Who is your leader?"

"Well," Lin Zhiwei scratched his head, "When you put it like that, I really can't tell. The leader of the ruling party? Neither. The military commander? It doesn't seem to count either."

The man smiled and asked, "Have you ever heard of the name Lingtong?"

Lin Zhiwei subconsciously wanted to shake his head, and then suddenly became excited: "Yes, is it the Iron God?"

"Iron God? What the hell is this name? She is a battle girl."

"Just a moment."

Lin Zhiwei ran to the drawer aside, took out a collection of picture albums, wrote "Record of Famous Anti-Blade Generals", flipped through a few pages, and held up the album to show it to the figure in the corner.

In the album, Lingtong, who is wearing a silver-white slim-fit anti-stress suit and a helmet, is standing on the piled corpses of blade beasts, staring at the dark and overwhelming tide of blade beasts in front of him. The destruction cannon on the mechanical arm has been activated.

.

The man in the corner seemed excited too.

"What happened to her? When was this hit?"

"This is the time for Mars' victory! Mars' victory is the result of this big boss turning the tide, withstanding the pressure, and resolutely and difficultly opening up the situation!"

Lin Zhiwei grinned:

"This is the test god in our dormitory. I must pray to you every time you take a test. You must pass the test!"

"Ah, yes, her nickname is Tie Yu, which means attacking like rain, so we all call this boss Iron God.

"She is now one of the commanders of the expeditionary force and the most famous heroic general in the military!"

Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked gently: "Can you show it to me?"

"Hey, okay, okay..."

Just when Lin Zhiwei wanted to send the picture album over, the man waved gently, and the picture album flew over on its own.

He couldn't even catch it.

The man looked down at the picture album for a while, sighed softly, then continued to turn back a few pages, then stopped suddenly.

Lin Zhiwei stepped on his feet and took a look.

The automatic sensor light in the room sensed that the man was reading a book and had already turned on the light.

Lin Zhiwei clearly saw this man's dress at this moment.

Wearing a green robe and a hairpin, a warm and gentle temperament arises from within, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility in the years.

Moreover, Lin Zhiwei noticed that this man's skin was translucent. It was not translucent because it was white, but a kind of... He couldn't describe it. He always felt like he was very spiritual and wanted to be closer to him, as if like this

There will be great benefits.

And the picture album that the man was looking at at the moment and rubbing gently with his fingers seemed to be...

"Boss, this general is Dongfang Masahiro. He was once one of the successors of the legendary commander-in-chief Fu Jian, but later died in the defense battle of the D8 theater. Commander-in-chief Fu Jian was very haggard because of this."

"Ah, how is Fu Jian?"

"To address the Commander-in-Chief, add Commander-in-Chief!"

Lin Zhiwei frowned and said what his university teacher once said seriously to him.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

The man looked up and looked at the young and handsome face, which was almost unchanged from the one in the book, and jumped into his eyes.
Chapter completed!