Supply depot, in the room.

The Dantian contains the sea of ​​Qi, and the Purple Mansion gives birth to spiritual consciousness.

Wang Jixuan's body was surrounded by wisps of cyan light. As he opened his eyes, he could directly see the delicate bulges of the paint on the iron wall.

He put his hands together with his sword fingers and slowly pressed down. The rotation speed of the qi in his Dantian, which could barely be called the 'sea of ​​qi', gradually decreased, and the surrounding aura was gradually absorbed by him.

In the formation plate in front of him, the three crystal cores still had about one-tenth of their spiritual power. They were pulled out by Wang Jixuan and sealed with the demon-sealing talisman.

Gathering the gods, practicing the second realm.

Successful breakthrough!

Wang Jixuan's process of condensing his spiritual consciousness was simpler than he had thought before.

The whole process didn't take three hours.

Wang Jixuan didn't feel too excited, but he felt that his thoughts were much clearer.

This is probably because this is only the second level of cultivation, and Wang Jixuan has already experienced it once in his previous life.

His remnant soul is like a seed that has taken root in this body and is now completely integrated with this body.

From then on, there was no more Mu Liang or Wang Zheng.

'Pindao's strength should be much improved compared to yesterday.'

'Well, the main reason is that it was too low before.'

Wang Jixuan's mouth showed a calm smile, he closed his eyes and concentrated, his sword finger was raised in front of his nose, and his spiritual consciousness spread like running water.

This is a little magic.

In an instant, a bird's-eye view of thirty meters nearby appeared in his mind, and the picture was very clear.

Uncle Tai and Sister Wan were asleep on the second floor. There were no entertainment activities for the middle-aged and elderly people.

Wan Xiaoqi, who was on duty today, was sitting in front of the console wearing dirty overalls and a shirt, playing an "arcade" game on an old-fashioned game console.

Lingtong was still outside his room door.

She fell asleep in the chair, and a pair of robotic arms automatically turned on the sentry mode. No one was allowed to come within half a meter of her.

Wang Jixuan said sorry in his heart.

He couldn't explain the breakthrough in seclusion in such a straightforward manner that she misunderstood.

Try to make up for it later and give her a magic weapon or something.

'Inspect the camp.'

Then, Wang Jixuan's sword finger flicked and pointed between his eyebrows.

The bird's-eye view that emerged in his heart turned into a normal head-on view. With him as the dot, he could explore the area with a radius of more than two hundred meters at will.

There is no formation, no barrier, and his spiritual consciousness is pervasive.

What a wonderful word!

But... uh... there are a lot of humanoid frogs hugging each other at night... and you can still hear a lot of noise...

Wang Daozhang shook his head with a smile, and then penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the ground, looking for the reason why the concentration of spiritual energy in the underground was slightly greater than that on the ground.

Until he reached the limit of his current spiritual awareness, Wang Jixuan still made no additional discoveries.

He saw the corners of the mine, the miners working shifts at night, and the soldiers patrolling everywhere, occasionally with small mechanical dogs and self-service guard robots.

Wang Jixuan was slightly lost in thought.

Everyone has their own thing to do, and everyone is working hard to live under the threat of blade beasts. This feeling is quite good.

His spiritual consciousness vaguely saw that at the corner of a mine, a male miner wiped the sweat from his face and put down the power tool in his hand. A female miner beside him immediately handed over a thermos bottle. The two were husband and wife.

, talking quietly.

"Honey, we will reach ten years of service in two months, and our child will be sent to Zhongcheng."

"Will they really let it go?"

"The gangsters don't do it, but the fortress does. Our mining here is actually an opportunity to escape from the gangster territory. Although we are a little tired every day, our lives are indeed much more dignified than before."

"Well, the fortress is pretty good."

"If the fortress was really good, how could it be possible for gangsters to continue to do evil in the lower city? This is the order designed by the fortress."

"Honey, please stop saying a few words. If you fail to pass the subsequent ideological test, it will be terrible."

"Don't worry, your husband is fine. Come and take a sip."

"Oops, your mouth is full of dust! Wipe it first."

Wang Jixuan did not continue to listen, his spiritual consciousness slowly retracted, and he felt a little enlightenment in his heart.

Life in this world is full of suffering.

Slaying demons should not be just a slogan casually shouted by righteous monks. There are indeed many people in the world who are threatened by demons.

There are also evil people who do whatever they want, and righteous monks should help the strong and the weak...well, they should help the strong and the weak while ensuring that they will not die.

Daozhang Wang was about to get up.

suddenly.

Gu——

Wang Jixuan’s hair stood on end!

He turned to look in the direction of the fortress, and the spiritual consciousness that he was about to withdraw immediately spread out like a net in the direction of the fortress.

His cultivation level is just low, and his spiritual consciousness is not strong enough, but his Tao realm and magic are still there, and the skills to control his spiritual consciousness are still there.

Soon, Wang Jixuan caught the continuous "coo" sound.

The source comes from... the main body of the fortress?

Wang Daochang was really a little puzzled.

His spiritual sense couldn't detect that far yet, so he could only sense it carefully at this moment. The cooing sound lasted for more than ten seconds and then disappeared.

There are two abnormalities here.

First, the cry that appeared this time was similar to the cry he heard before the fierce battle with the mutated blade beast, but it was completely different.

Secondly, the subject who made this cry... was very weak, not very energetic, and seemed to be on the verge of death.

'That direction, sloping downward, seems to be the third level of the fortress... Are those psykers up to something?'

Wang Jixuan had the idea of ​​going to the fortress to explore, but he quickly gave up the idea.

Can't go.

You can’t just drift away just because you’ve just made a breakthrough in cultivation!

He is just a young cultivator in the God Converging Realm, not an average Golden Elixir cultivator in the world of cultivation!

How to remind Xiaolingtong about this?

He couldn't say it directly, otherwise he would have to explain what spiritual consciousness is, what Zifu is, what Qi training is to gather energy, and what Bigu and foundation building are.

Yes.

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly and opened the door of his room.

A red flash appeared on the robotic arm.

Wang Jixuan hurriedly spoke: "Lingtong! Sir!"

"Um?"

Lingtong opened his eyes, and the robotic arm sentry mode automatically exited.

She stood up subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"Something happened."

Wang Jixuan grabbed her robotic arm and pulled her into the house. Before Lingtong could break away from his pull, he immediately said: "I saw it again!"

"What did you see?"

"Vertical pupils!" Wang Jixuan said with a sullen face and a low voice, "It's right in the direction of the fortress! But it's not the same as before!"

Lingtong's expression was a little more confused: "You mean, a young king insect appeared in the direction of the fortress?"

"I don't know if it is, but I heard a cooing sound."

"Like a dove?"

"Yes."

"Which specific direction?"

"The upper city of the fortress should be no more than a hundred meters above the ground."

Lingtong turned around and ran back to his room, carefully taking off the dress made of ordinary fabric and the stockings on his legs.
To be continued...