The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 69: The death knell
If sound can be transmitted in the universe, there must be an uproar at this moment.
The Ascenders were shocked.
The Qingshan Patriarch was the first ascendant of the Human Race, with an unimaginable historical position, but at this time was mocked by a younger generation directly under the Qingshan Sect.
Then they thought of Jing Jiu’s true identity, and some understanding, after all, he was not a member of the Human Race.
Master Qingshan slowly raised his head, revealing the ugly face under the hat, his expression indifferent, and there was no mood swing because of this sentence.
To deceive the master and destroy the ancestor is actually not a historical tradition of the Qingshan School, but the Qingshan disciples do not have the habit of respecting the teacher and the way.
At least from the generation of Taiping and Jingyang.
Jing Jiu’s impression of the real master Shen Zhou is very vague, and he has some affection for the real master Daoyuan. As for the founding patriarch who treats countless people as gods… the impression has always been very poor.
In Chaotian Continent that year, he told Zhao Layue and others that the founder of the ancestor regarded the sword of all things as a servant and a tool, even a slave, but he regarded all things and a sword as a friend and playmate. So they realized completely different kendo through the same sword.
This is the difference.
Different ways are not aligned, and there is nothing to say.
He just didn’t understand why that person would stand by the Patriarch’s side, his gaze penetrated the ice, and he fell on Huaxi’s still cute, but definitely not naive face.
Before, he told Huaxi that they are the same kind of people, and Huaxi said that he is not yet. This is not a sufficient reason.
Huaxi is very peaceful, without any fear.
As long as the ice-covered array of thousands of miles disperses, in this extremely cold and harsh cosmic environment, she will die instantly. But as an observer, she can leave at the speed of light only by moving her mind. As for the body left behind – it’s just a clone controlled by the chip behind her neck, she doesn’t care at all.
She said: “I asked you a few questions in the suite at 857 base that day.”
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“If the problem of the sea of dark objects cannot be solved, will you try to leave?”
“Of course.”
“The last question, if you were to sacrifice yourself in exchange for more people to live, would you be willing?”
“Not willing.”
“Why?”
“If I live, human beings live.”
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Jing Jiu remembered those questions, and he knew that they were part of the investigation.
If the question is General Li or Qingshan Patriarch, he knows how to answer to get a high score or even full mark. But the question was her. He wasn’t sure what kind of answer she wanted to hear, so he told his own truth directly-he felt that the entire human race didn’t understand him, but she could understand him.
Huaxi looked at him and said: “You say that you are alive and that humans are alive-the problem is that humans don’t think that way.”
Jing Jiu calmly said: “In a sense, I am a human being.”
Of course, this sentence has a prerequisite, it is a description of a specific moment and a specific situation, but no matter what, it is extremely unimaginable for a person to say such a thing. This is beyond self-confidence and narcissism. Category, it’s easy to be seen as crazy.
You must know that neither the wise life behind Huaxi nor the departed **** has ever been so self-explanatory.
Everyone who heard this sentence was shocked and unable to speak, General Li raised his eyebrows, and the red cloak floated without wind, only Qingshan Patriarch remained indifferent.
Huaxi was silent for a while, and said: “Schiller wrote about an emperor in a history book. Until now, I am not sure whether that emperor really exists, but I remember a sentence that the emperor said clearly. . He said that I am the country. Now it seems that you are more arrogant than him.”
Jing Jiu said: “I don’t know whether the emperor died in the end or was humiliated, but I think he must really think so when he said this.”
Hua Xi said: “Then in order to prove this sentence, naturally, you need to defeat the entire human civilization.”
Jing Jiu said: “This is not necessarily a necessary thing, and even so, you have no position to participate in this war.”
“You are the weapon he left behind, destroying the sea of dark matter, and finding real hope for mankind is his last wish.”
Hua Xi said: “His ideas are above all else, so I will definitely help him.”
He is naturally the **** in this sentence.
“God is dead.” Jing Jiu said blankly, “You should have been shut down by him at that time, how do you know what he thought?”
Hua Xi didn’t expect that he could actually calculate the situation before the destruction of the ancient civilization, and was speechless for a while.
“When I found you tens of thousands of years ago, I felt the will of the gods.”
The voice of Master Qingshan echoed in the universe, “You are the hope he left for the entire mankind. I got this hope and became the first human being to leave Chaotian Continent, so I have to keep this hope. Responsibility.”
This sentence sounds very moving, even a little romantic.
But in fact, to put it another way, the sword of all things must be held in his hand forever, Jing Jiu don’t want to escape.
During this dialogue, the frantic flow of information from the entire human civilization is still constantly impacting Jing Jiu’s spiritual world, and the program that can be understood as the “Heaven Sword” is almost complete. Jing Jiu’s consciousness gradually became a little confused, and his brain became more drowsy, as he vaguely thought of something. The serious injuries and possible death of Shen Yun buried were the decision of Master Qingshan-whether it was to collapse in probability or to lure him into the sheath-then a certain question seemed to have an answer.
The terrorist who claimed to be the Queen of the Night was adopted by an old man when he was very young, and the leader of that organization was an old man…
“You are the Qiming people.” Jing Jiu said to Qingshan Patriarch.
Master Qingshan said: “Not bad.”
Jing Jiu said: “Not only are you ugly, you really don’t know how to name it, the cocoon breaker, the butterfly, the enlightened person… are you planning to write a youthful suspense detective?”
The Patriarch Qingshan did not get angry and said: “The Chaotian Continent is not a laboratory. We are not experimental products. We are God’s chosen people. We have the ability and the responsibility.”
Qiming people start a new human civilization. This is the self-recognition of Qingshan Patriarch, General Li and others.
This kind of recognition is very responsible, noble, and there is no problem. The only problem is Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu wants to represent mankind, and mankind does not necessarily agree.
Humans want Jing Jiu, but he doesn’t agree.
He also doesn’t think the Patriarch’s perception is correct.
In his opinion, who can take on the responsibility of starting a new civilization, or who is qualified to be an enlightened person, depends on one thing.
He said: “It is very simple to solve this problem. Whoever lives makes sense.”
The Qingshan Patriarch is really powerful, especially the divine consciousness, which can lie across the galaxy and envelop the stars, as if it were in substance, much stronger than Xue Ji in his heyday. But tens of thousands of years ago, he ascended and left Chaotian Continent. After such a long time, he finally became an old man, his body already withered.
Just find him and wipe out his immortal body, then he can destroy his spiritual consciousness and end these disputes.
Many galaxies have Venus. If those stars are extinguished, they will have to change their names.
If a person dies, how can you control Jing Jiu with the Heavenly Sword, and how can you start a new civilization?
The dispute over the avenue is as simple as that, because if you look to the end, the fight has always been this way.
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If it was any other time, when Tan Zhenren stepped onto the sea, he would definitely be more excited, and he might even go against his usual habit and make a sour poem.
This is Zuxing.
Just this one reason is enough to cause everyone’s poetry.
Everyone mentioned here refers to those who have read the poem.
Canghai is like this. It turns out that this means cold or dark green.
Bikong is like this. It turns out that this is the meaning of blue and transparent.
The mountains on the coastline are so verdant, and the beaches on the island are as white as silver. Everything is so beautiful, perfectly in line with the ancient memories of the collective unconscious of mankind.
The boat broke through the waves, and it didn’t take long to reach the island.
Talk about the real person and the biochemical boy who abandoned the boat and landed.
There are countless peach trees growing on the island, blooming like fire, half covering the distant volcano. Passing through the woods, letting petals fall on the body like snow, the two of them came to the depths of the island, passed through a channel full of formations and laser weapons, and came to the deepest hot spring.
There was no one at the hot spring, no wine glasses, no chess board, and no people to play against.
“Wow, what an accident.”
The real man Tan touched his greasy forehead and said bitterly.
The biochemical officer checked the surrounding area with the rays in his eyes, and said: “There should be the so-called formations you said.”
Tan Zhenren said with emotion: “It’s time now, what are you still pretending to be here? Don’t you think those of us who came from Chaotian Continent don’t know what acting is?”
The voice fell, and countless beautiful beams of light shot out from all directions and fell on him.
In the rubbing sound, Tan Zhenren shattered into countless pieces.
The biochemical officer’s eyes became extremely bright, naturally not because of excitement, but because he was “really” scanning the surrounding environment.
He couldn’t see the remains of immortal energy, nor did he see any biomarkers, which showed…that no real life died here just now.
Suddenly, a tiny spot of light burst into flames, instantly evaporating the hot spring in the pool, turning the salt water into a diffuse white mist.
In the mist.
The biochemical officer’s face deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then peeled off in pieces, exposing the super alloy bones inside.
The mutation did not end there.
Numerous fine cracks appeared on the surface of those alloys.
There was a soft snap.
The biochemical officer was shattered into countless tiny particles, and the entire cave was riddled with holes. Several lines of amulet flashed in the mist, and then disappeared.
There was another soft snap.
A pair of common elastic shoes fell on the dust.
There are craters everywhere on the surface of the planet, and there are also radial traces left by the violent nuclear explosion.
Tan Zhenren stood by a broken flag, looking at the blue planet in the night sky, full of complex emotions in his heart.
Is that the hometown of mankind?
Why is it so monotonous and lonely now?
There are many crustaceans in the blue salt water and many molluscs in the green forests, but there is nothing else to see.
It turns out that the other party has been prepared~IndoMTL.com~ That real Jingyang is miserable…Where should I hide?
He suddenly sensed something and looked into the depths of the universe.
There is a sun there.
A golden planet flies over the surface of the sun, extremely tiny, like a spark.
Tan Zhenren looked over there in silence, his broad forehead reflected the sunlight, which was extremely bright.
Suddenly, he took out a Rubik’s Cube from his sleeve, unlocked it as quickly as possible, and took out a small toy-like bell inside, bending his fingers slightly, and flicking it at random.
The bell is lingering.
The spot of light on the surface of Ancestral Star began to ignite.
At the same time, a terrifying tongue of fire burst out from the star, instantly engulfing the golden planet.
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