What exactly is love?
Wang Jixuan couldn't help but ponder this question.
Is it the sense of security when two people are together, or the subtle ripples in the heart when their eyes meet unexpectedly? Is it the mutual fascination with this feeling, or perhaps just the desire driven by hormones?
Undoubtedly, he liked this feeling.
The first long embrace in the slowly rising Ferris wheel;
Riding the carousel, one in front of the other, in a meaningless chase that can never be caught up to;
And that accidentally discovered grassy slope, where Ling Tong lay reclining, her head on his lap, his left hand naturally covering her shoulders, watching the white clouds in the sky like clumps of cotton, needing to think about nothing, needing to worry about nothing, and suddenly feeling that his lifelong pursuit was nothing more than this.
Wang Jixuan carefully savored this wonderful state of mind.
Ling Tong's graceful figure and pretty face lingered in his mind.
There were fantasies, but they were legitimate desires;
There was nostalgia, constantly recalling the female cultivator in the mountains, and also this increasingly lovely and charming woman before him.
The next night, on the transport plane returning to Fortress 76, he felt something and gained some understanding, meditating on his seat for a long time.
Until the transport plane landed smoothly at the surface military camp of Fortress 76, Wang Jixuan remained still, a faint smile on his lips.
Peony didn't dare to disturb him, signaling the crew to quietly leave the transport plane.
She could tell at a glance that her commander had entered some kind of wonderful, undisturbed state.
For no other reason than that Wang Jixuan was surrounded by streams of spiritual energy. Within a larger range, streams of spiritual energy converged into rivers, flowing towards him like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
Peony tilted her head slightly and took a photo with her eyeball camera, sending it to Sister Wan.
[Big Peony: Commander seems to have gained something.]
[Sister Wan: Hmm, Ling Tong also seems to have been activated, now full of energy. Before, she had started complaining about always doing these superficial and impractical jobs and not being able to go to the battlefield, etc... There's a problem.]
[Big Peony: What is it?]
[Sister Wan: Is your commander's body not doing so well? I'll get you a recipe. Usually, you should stew more soup for him to nourish himself.]
[Big Peony: (⊙_⊙)?]
[Sister Wan: My commander would be knocked down by him with just a touch of his hand, and for a full thirty hours, he only went sightseeing and hugged! Heavens! Could he be the kind of extremely traditional conservative who can only share a bed after marriage?]
[Big Peony: Is there anything wrong with being conservative?]
[Sister Wan: It's very bad! There are too many variables! My commander just wants to experience the feeling of love! She is going to dedicate everything to the cause of humanity.]
[Big Peony: But the current situation shows that Commander Ling Tong's greatest contribution is actually making my commander have more attachment to the D5 Integrated War Zone and the human world.]
[Sister Wan: Tsk, you're exaggerating the agency of individuals too much.]
[Big Peony: No, no, no, Sister Wan, you can ask your husband.]
[Sister Wan: He's just a top-tier 'black fan'. Forget it, I won't chat with you anymore. If the commander doesn't go to battle, I'll be a little idle now. You can knock me anytime if you encounter any coding problems.]
[Big Peony: Thank you.]
Sister Wan sent a photo of Ling Tong. She was adjusting the details of her military uniform in front of the mirror. Wearing a suit skirt, she had a bit more poise and tenderness.
Peony treasured this photo, preparing to reveal it inadvertently when the commander was in a bad mood.
She walked to the vicinity of the hatch, turned her head to look at Wang Jixuan's slightly glowing figure in the seat, bowed her head, knelt down, smoothed out the skirt of her maid outfit, and quietly waited for Wang Jixuan to wake up.
'What's going on with Peony's inexplicable emotions?'
Peony asked herself, pretending not to understand.
… …
There are three thousand paths, all of which can lead to immortality.
When Wang Jixuan opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly outside the porthole. His own Dao realm had faintly taken a step forward.
This was not the current Dao realm;
Lord Wang's Dao realm had two layers. One layer was the Dao realm corresponding to his current cultivation, and the second layer was the Great Vehicle Dao realm where his remnant soul of the Great Vehicle stage resided.
Finally, at this moment, Wang Jixuan finally understood what was missing in his Dao realm.
In his previous life, he had actively avoided the tribulation of love, and thus lacked the experience of the tribulation of love.
Although the tribulation of love was not a necessity for cultivating the Dao;
But for him, this hardship was necessary to experience, otherwise his seven emotions and six desires would not find a suitable fulcrum, and he would easily be taken advantage of by inner demons during the heavenly tribulation.
He should, just be short of this one line.
Now that the Dao was achievable, he only needed to use the Dao heart to traverse the mortal world, enjoying desire without indulging in it, and he should be able to overcome the tribulation of love and pass the heavenly gate.
Wang Jixuan's Dao heart was quite invigorated, and he only felt that Ling Tong was his lucky star.
Unfortunately, his good mood didn't last long before being broken by a set of photos sent by Peony.
"Commander, this is an event that happened seven hours ago."
"It was at four in the morning, just three hundred kilometers outside Fortress 76. An agricultural fortress was attacked by a powerful spiritual energy user, and the surface military camp and expanded area were completely destroyed."
"I extracted the content of the relevant video. Take a look."
Wang Jixuan frowned as he looked at the wall of photos before him.
The perpetrator was a gray shadow, crashing down into the military camp from high altitude with a string of afterimages. One could roughly discern that this was a skinny old man.
The old man's method of attack was to create a vortex of air around his body. The vortex turned into a gray tornado, and then the gray tornado began to split, two, four, eight, sixteen… covering the entire area.
All firepower attacking the old man was easily blocked by the tornado.
The spiritual energy users stationed in this fortress, like those ordinary soldiers, would have their bodies directly collapse if the gray tornado grazed them.
The last photo was three lines of words composed of thousands of corpses, which could only be captured completely from an aerial view.
This old man who could control tornadoes seemed to have some morbid taste.
It said:
[A little punishment for Fu Jian].
[Since Master Five wants the Black Storm, then we can only temporarily part with what we love].
[You know nothing about power].
Wang Jixuan rubbed his brow.
Peony whispered, "The destructive power of an SS-level spiritual energy user is so terrifying. It seems that there is a qualitative change compared to an S-level spiritual energy user."
"It's just average, much stronger than an awakened S-level."
Wang Jixuan shook his head:
"Later, as long as we make the spiritual cultivators feel the crisis, maybe an SSS-level spiritual energy user will be born."
Peony asked, "Then, why do these SS-levels listen to the Six Elders? They are clearly at the same level. Cerebral chips can't be installed on most S-level spiritual energy users. That's just a superficial effort made by Spiritual Energy City to deal with us."
Wang Jixuan said, "It's very simple. The master behind the spirit slaves is those three spiritual cultivators. The Six Elders are equivalent to the housekeepers of the spiritual cultivators. Even if the strength of other bodyguards exceeds the Six Elders, they can't yell at the housekeepers."
"Okay," Peony reminded, "It is also possible that this SS-level is pretending to leave, making us lower our guard, and then taking the opportunity to cause trouble."
"It doesn't matter, the Mountain Protection Array can always be open."
Wang Jixuan looked at the scene of those dozens of tornadoes raging between heaven and earth a few more times.
"Give me this person's information immediately when you have it. And organize the Six Elders' information as soon as possible."
"Yes, it's almost all collected."
Wang Jixuan scanned all around with his spiritual sense, enveloping the vicinity of the fortress, got up, stretched, and walked towards the gangway that had been waiting for him for a long time.
At the bottom of the gangway, two rows of special forces soldiers saluted at the same time.
Wang Jixuan calmly nodded and walked towards Wu Man and Zheng Shiduo, who were waiting in front, constantly thinking about how to kill this level of powerful enemy.
The maid corps carried long boxes containing combat puppets, following quickly behind.
"Sir," Wu Man asked, "Do I need to execute the order issued by the Commander-in-Chief?"
Wang Jixuan patted Wu Man on the shoulder: "Of course, you have to execute it. Thank you for your hard work later, but they have to search for and provide the materials. Try not to move our materials. I have other uses for them."
"Okay, sir," Wu Man smiled happily, "It's not hard at all, but very fulfilling."
Zheng Shiduo obviously breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that Wu Man would defy military orders.
The Daoist Priest led the two forward together, and the elevator in front had already opened automatically.
"How is the state of the Fifth Spiritual Cultivator?"
"Not bad," Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but smile.
It was a bitter smile.
Old Zheng sighed: "This Spiritual Cultivator Lord has been clamoring to see you. Her exclusive spirit slave has been wanting to write a letter home. In order to deal with the two of them, I have used all kinds of excuses, almost saying that Brother Wang, you went to exercise your sphincter."
"Huh? You think I don't understand?"
Wang Jixuan kicked him.
Zheng Shiduo jumped away with a giggle, winking at Wang Jixuan.
"You won't get a share of the next upgrade."
"Don't! Bro! I was wrong, I'm just being mouthy, please don't take it to heart."
Zheng Shiduo panicked immediately, circling Wang Jixuan and begging for mercy.
A group of people went straight back to Uncle Tai's studio, and Wang Jixuan briefly arranged the work plan for the next step.
Vacation is over, preparing for a counterattack.
Now that an SS-level spiritual energy user has appeared, Wang Jixuan dare not act rashly. The first major thing to do next is to use the combat puppet's magic power to refine pills, build formations, and refine weapons.
After his main body improves his aptitude, he must also enter the Core Formation Realm as soon as possible.
After the main body enters the Core Formation Realm, the strength of the combat puppet can also be improved. With his fighting skills, he can try to fight against the SS-level spiritual energy user.
The spiritual energy users' tiger-headed and snake-tailed offensive this time, and the subsequent indiscriminate slaughter, reminded Wang Jixuan.
If those psionicists in the Psionic City were to launch a full-scale invasion of D5, all of D5's fortresses would suffer.
The targets they needed to protect were too many and too scattered;
And the enemy had no bottom line.
He had to come up with a way to reduce his side's worries, otherwise the losses would be too great.
The Mountain Guardian Formation could not be promoted, as it consumed too many materials and required high-level psionicists to be on duty to guard and control it.
However, the handwriting left by the SS-level old man also reminded Wang Jixuan.
Lord Five.
The sudden retreat of the psionicists, could it be related to Five?
All indications showed that the psionicist group led by Angel, the deputy head of the Destruction Group, had already left D5's territory.
After thinking it over, Wang Jixuan had decided to talk to Five.
However, he had ignored Five for so long, he couldn't just go to her door now.
Whoever takes the initiative is passive.
Moreover, Five herself had very little patience.
Daoist Wang used a little trick, asking Zheng Shiduo to chant in front of Five's stone tablet several times that Wang Jixuan was recently going to start a furnace to refine pills, collecting the essence of heaven and earth, condensing the hair of treants, and creating mysterious spiritual pills.
Before half a day had passed, just as Wang Jixuan was about to prepare to start the furnace to refine pills, the spiritual slave of the Number Five spiritual cultivator came to the door again.
"Mr. Wang, Wang Zheng."
The young girl called out timidly in a low voice:
"Can you really not see our Lord? I know you're very busy, but my Lord has always wanted to meet you and chat with you."
"She even helped to teach those spiritual slaves who attacked here without permission before."
"If you have time... I mean, if you have free time, like during a meal, make some rice balls to hold in your hand, and walk while eating... you can also go there."
"This," Wang Jixuan was also embarrassed to make things difficult for the child, "How about this, if your Lord agrees, let Zheng Shiduo carry her stone tablet over."
The young girl blinked: "Is that okay?"
"Of course."
Wang Jixuan smiled and pointed to the battle puppet 'Xingdian' standing in the corner, and said seriously:
"I've been busy with it recently. As long as your Lord comes over and takes a look, she'll probably know."
"Okay, I'll go back and ask! Thank you!"
The girl bowed and was about to turn around, but before she could take a step, a little black light emerged from her sleeve.
Boom!
A pure white stone wall instantly appeared in front of the girl, and she almost bumped into it.
The stone wall emitted a three-inch glow.
"No need to bother, I'm here."
A familiar crisp voice sounded, full of resentment:
"Knowing that you are a busy person, I, this humble spiritual cultivator, can only come and see for myself."
"What are you doing? What does refining pills mean?"
Wang Jixuan deliberately showed his means and said with a smile: "The Dao in this is wonderful and indescribable, why don't you take a look first?"
"Take a look then," Five snorted softly, "I'm still only interested in the spiritual energy circulation route in your body, nothing else is a big deal."
Wang Jixuan: "Mudan! Slaughter a duck this afternoon and make an old duck soup! Remember to keep the duck's beak!"
"Yes, sir!"
Five didn't react for a moment.
She didn't really understand the slang on this planet.
Daoist Wang's main body went to the corner to meditate, transferring his mind to the battle puppet.
The battle puppet had already put on a metal mask to cover Xingdian's old face. — At this stage, Xingdian's image is still needed for deception, so it can only be given a facelift later.
The Number Five spiritual cultivator gave a light 'Eh?': "Eh? This puppet has been modified? Is it already in your shape?"
Zheng Shiduo, who heard this, looked up at the sky, trying his best not to laugh.
"Yes," the battle puppet replied in a deep voice, "Thank you for your help last time."
"It's a small matter, you owe me a favor anyway."
The battle puppet circulated its mana throughout its body, raised its hand and gently waved, sending the exhausted treant Beta to lie down on the bed next to him, injecting a wisp of mana into Beta's body, which could be considered as giving him some benefits.
Under the witness of everyone in the studio, Wang Jixuan started the furnace to refine pills.
He wanted to refine some pills to improve his aptitude, but this type of pill required relatively rare medicinal materials, and Beta also needed to consume a lot of spiritual energy to make them, so he had to be cautious.
First refine a furnace of ordinary Crane Essence Pills to adapt to the battle puppet's pill refining feel.
Start the furnace, light the fire, inject the materials, condense the pills;
Wang Jixuan using mana equivalent to the Golden Core realm to refine Crane Essence Pills that increase the lifespan of mortals is simply too easy.
There was no explosion in this pill refining.
Wang Jixuan controlled the battle puppet to wave its big hand, the pill furnace opened, and more than a dozen pills flashing with cyan light flew out from within.
Each of these pills was full and round, emitting a mysterious spiritual charm.
Wu Man, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward and used a glass beaker to hold these pills, which would be sent to Fu Jian later.
At this moment.
"Um," the Number Five spiritual cultivator's voice sounded, "Can you give me one to try?"
Wang Jixuan's heart moved, and he smiled: "This is to be eaten with the mouth, does your stone tablet have a mouth?"
"I'll come out then, I'm not that old waste Number Four, who doesn't even dare to leave his own spire."
The Number Five stone tablet vibrated gently, wisps of gray-black smoke spread out, and a jet-black butterfly flew out of the stone tablet, accompanied by a soft boom, turning into a…
A short-haired loli less than meters tall.
