The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 12: There should be a grand hot pot before leaving

The Galaxy Alliance has been controlled by Zhao Layue and Qing'er. The Patriarch of Qingshan has gone, and there is no more threat at this moment.

The agreement between Xue Ji and Jing Jiu has ended, what should we do next?

The catastrophe that the Sea of ​​Dark Things will bring is still hundreds of years later, but she is here.

Will she become the greatest threat to mankind?

Zhao Layue looked at Tong Yan and said, "If it weren't for Xue Ji to live, we wouldn't be here."

If Jing Jiu wants Xueji to die, he only needs to stay on Mars before, and wait for the sword formation of the solar system to collapse and the Galaxy Alliance fleet to move in. Why bother to venture to the ancestor star, which is now in such a fate.

Tong Yan said without expression: "The situation has changed. Now is the best chance to kill Xue Ji."

Peng Lang said: "I don't think so."

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "It's just a joke, why bother to be so serious?"

It's rare for him to say such witty remarks. Everyone knew that it was because he had clearly seen Peng Lang's attitude and understood that it would cost more to kill Xue Ji at this moment, but he could also hear that he was really relaxed.

The Patriarch is dead, and there is nothing wrong in the world.

Only Jing Jiu is in danger of death.

Everyone's eyes fell on him again.

He slowly lifted the blanket on his body.

The movements are very slow, or awkward, like not knowing how to raise your arms and spread your fingers.

Like when he walked out of the mountainside from that waterfall many years ago, walked to the shore and started to chop wood.

He glanced at Liu Shisui.

Liu Shisui understood what he meant, took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner as quickly as possible, and lightly covered him.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was slashed to pieces by Shen Qingshan's sword intent, and it was covered on the same tattered body.

The picture is miserable and ugly.

Countless extremely gloomy soul fires left the banner and sank down into that body.

Jing Jiu's expression became more comfortable.

Zhao Layue pulled off a sleeve, grabbed some water from the air to wet it, and began to carefully wipe the blood off for him.

Jing Jiu said, "Let Qing'er go for a while."

Zhao Layue gave a hum.

Qing'er flew out and was startled when she saw Jing Jiu's appearance.

She heard what Zhao Layue said before she could ask anything.

"Go to the sun and tell Ah Da that it's all right here, come back."

Qing'er couldn't help but glance at Jing Jiu again, waving her transparent wings and flying towards the sky.

After a few breaths, she turned into a blue bird and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The solar system sword array is about to be completely destroyed. There is no sword intent in the space, and she can fly to the sun soon.

"The collapse of the sword formation is over."

Zhao Layue calculated the time and said to Jing Jiu: "The fleet should be here."

Jing Jiu didn't speak.

Seeing this scene, everyone is a little helpless.

Now his body is like a room full of holes, and he can only let the cold wind through.

The childlike spirit is like a lamp in the house, persisting in the cold wind.

Now the house may collapse at any time and the lamp oil is almost gone. How can we keep the flame from going out?

"Let's make a hot pot." Jing Jiu said suddenly, "Since I have to wait for some time."

Zuo Rusui was surprised and said: "I didn't see that you like hot pot before? Did your temperament change drastically after flying? No... even if you want to eat, how do you eat now? Whatever you eat will leak out of your stomach... "

Zhao Layue glared at him.

Jing Jiu said, "I want to watch you eat."

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Whether it was the last meal before he died, he really just wanted to see it. Since he asked, the disciples naturally had to do it, and they had to do it beautifully.

Zuo Rusui moved out the tables and chairs from the Dongfu, but did not know where he got the seasoning and a few ingredients.

Liu Shisui went to the forest deep in the island to pick some fresh mushrooms and some vegetables.

Eunsheng stood by the beach, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Yunbu stood by the pool, thinking about his father.

Huaxi sat back on the small bench and started fishing blankly.

Zhao Layue was talking softly with Jing Jiu in her wheelchair, but her spiritual consciousness kept staring at her.

It didn't take long, everything that should be prepared was ready.

Liu Shisui flicked his fingers, and a magic flame gathered at the bottom of the pot, emitting a steady stream of heat.

Zuo Rusui cut the coconut into pieces and boiled it with water, and then added coconut milk to gradually produce a sweet aroma.

Zhao Layue watched Huaxi catch some fish and said, "I'll go ask her for some."

Everyone thought about the previous scene of Shen Qingshan and Shen Yunbu's father and son floating in the pool, and they shook their heads.

Zhao Layue said: "Do you want to boil the mushrooms in clean water? This is not pretty."

This hot pot is not for eating, but for viewing, so it’s important to look good.

Peng Lang flew out of the sea with a few swordsmanship, carrying a lot of lobsters and crabs in his hand.

Zuo Ru has been amnesty, and said quickly: "The coconut seafood pot looks extremely refreshing, he must like it."

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The clear soup in the pot has just boiled, and the clouds in the sky have also boiled.

The battleship Lieyang broke through the clouds and fell, once again bringing strong wind and anxiety to the surface of the planet that had just calmed down.

The battleship did not land directly on the sea, only a dozen clear lights flashed by, and there were more people on the beach.

Those are all immortals who were picked up from Mars by the battleship Lieyang.

Xianjian Ensheng greeted him, met with Shenda Xianshi and others, and began to tell what happened here.

Quiniang and others naturally walked towards the hot pot, and when they saw Jing Jiu's current appearance, they suddenly exclaimed.

Shen Da Xian Shi and other former immortals confirmed the ancestor's death, shocked and very sad.

The seaside is as quiet as a tomb, and the exclamations and words at the hot pot table are inevitably harsh.

The black demon fairy Gu looked right over there, and said blankly, "Is this celebrating?"

"For them, what can they celebrate?" Ensheng said with emotion while looking over there.

Quiniang and others are all around the wheelchair.

An extremely deep wound started at the corner of Jing Jiu's left eye and continued down through his face and neck.

The face that was once perfect, now looks a little scary.

He covered the tattered Ten Thousand Soul Banner, like a dead man.

Yeah, what can you celebrate?

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"I'm not dead yet, don't cry in mourning." Jing Jiu said impatiently, "Eat yours."

Zhao Layue didn't eat, but just looked at him.

Tong Yan didn't do anything, didn't plan to eat, and sat under a coconut tree to rest.

How could Que Niang and others dare not be obedient, they picked up the tableware and chopsticks one after another, and the table suddenly became crowded.

In the past few hundred years, Su Ziye has always regarded himself as a descendant of Shenmofeng, and when she saw Zhao Layue, she called Miss. She had a few hot pot meals at Shenmofeng and joined in very familiarly, but from time to time Take a look at Jing Jiu—he thought that even if the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is not discarded, I'm afraid it won't be taken away. The eldest lady will definitely let Jing Jiu bury it.

The soup in the pot kept boiling, forming a mist, and it dissipated before entering the cloud.

The disciples were constantly eating Liu Shisui's dishes with their chopsticks. Apart from not speaking very much and the atmosphere was not very lively, it was really similar to the scene when Shenmofeng ate hot pot in the past.

Those former immortals don’t know that Shenmofeng’s hot pot is usually not to celebrate what a big event has been done, but a habitual action before doing a big event—such as the Qingshan civil rebellion, such as Jing Jiu’s soaring, or at this moment, he might be going to die. NS.

While eating, everyone suddenly found one more person.

Hua Xi didn't know when he squeezed in, sitting on a chair and holding vegetables in silence.

"Shen Qingshan just died, can you eat it too?"

Su Ziye was a little surprised and said: "And everyone is standing, why are you sitting?"

Hua Xi ignored him and kept delivering vegetables to his mouth.

She is an ordinary person now, and she was in a hurry to eat, and she almost choked.

A pair of chopsticks stretched out from the side, preventing her from picking up vegetables, and at the same time a gentle voice rang out.

"Slow down, slow down."

Tan Zhenren walked to the table with the bowls and chopsticks.

Everyone was shocked and wondered when did you come?

Tong Yan stood up in the coconut tree and saluted here seriously.

Tan Zhenren set up his chopsticks, motioned him not to come, and sat on the chair Liu Shisui brought.

Regardless of his seniority or his status as a major hero today, he is qualified to sit in the first place.

After a few bites of lobster meat, Tan Zhenren looked at Jing Jiu in the wheelchair and sighed.

Then he ate some vegetables and couldn't help sighing again.

Obviously, he has nothing to do with Jing Jiu's current situation.

The hot pot continued to boil, and the atmosphere continued to be depressed. Zhuo Rusui couldn't bear it. He turned and shouted at the robot not far away: "You are also a green mountain disciple, do you want to have a bite?"

Shen Yunjian said: "Don't eat."

Zuo Rusui said: "Sorry, people always have to eat."

"As soon as my father died, you guys ate hot pot, I don't care, because going to the grave to eat is also considered courtesy."

Shen Yun scolded: "The question is can I **** eat?"

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"Don't watch it." Jing Jiu said.

Everyone's chopsticks stopped and looked at him.

Jing Jiu looked at Huaxi and said, "He said that I should see some things."

This is what Shen Qingshan said before he died.

Huaxi was silent for a while and said: "Actually, there is nothing worth seeing, but you can watch it if you want."

Jing Jiu said: "I think it should be the ancestor star. If I want to return to the main star, I may not be able to do it."

Even the fastest warship cannot fly from the ancestor star to the main star in nine days.

His spirit may be possible, but it is more likely to dissipate in the universe.

"I put one on every planet, so you can see him everywhere."

Hua Xi put down his chopsticks, got up and walked towards the cave.

Zhao Layue pushed her wheelchair behind.

Many people have guessed that the things Huaxi took Jing Jiu to see should be related to gods, but they were very curious but did not dare to follow.

Zuo Rusui kicked Liu Shisui and said: "Hurry up and have a look! Come back and tell us!"

Liu Shisui responded and ran over.

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Pushing the wheelchair with both hands into the cave, he followed Huaxi to a quiet room.

The door of the quiet room closed silently~IndoMTL.com~The ground began to sink, faster and faster.

When the subsidence stopped, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui calculated at the same time that they should have reached a thousand meters underground.

The door of the quiet room opened, and everyone walked into the empty cave.

The dome and walls are all stones, and there are no artificial traces.

There is a black box on the floor of rocks.

Hua Xi walked over and kicked the box somewhat rudely.

Countless rays of light shot out from the box. The light kept moving, converging, and merging, and finally a three-dimensional three-dimensional image appeared, which was very realistic and looked like a living person.

It was a young man in a military uniform of unknown age.

His appearance is very ordinary, with small eyes, single eyelids, straight eyebrows, and slightly raised ends, like flying knives.

Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were a little surprised, wondering if this is a god?