The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 16: Day 1

The quiet room is very quiet.

The ground rises slowly.

Jing Jiu leaned in the wheelchair, thinking about many things.

When that **** entered the sword of all things and rushed towards those stars, what was he thinking?

Now that he is in the sword of all things, how can he get rid of it completely?

About that prison, that high-level civilization that was missing, seems to be going to ask Xue Ji.

Even if she was just a guard made up and didn't know the subject of that civilization, she should know something.

The door of the quiet room opened and everyone walked out. After leaving the cave, they found that the sky was actually dark.

This conversation didn't last long. It shouldn't be night.

The sun is blocked.

The black is getting bigger and bigger, and the light on the island is getting darker and darker.

The sea breeze howled, and the waves rolled around.

When the black color fell to the surface, everyone found out that it was a cloud.

Ada received Qinger's message and flew back from the distant sun.

The corpse dog is lying on its back, only an ordinary size, covered in blood, like a black and red gem.

In the past years, Ah Da was always lying on the back of a corpse dog, but today it is the other way around.

Snow Ji sat on top of Ah Da's head, closed her eyes, and looked extremely weak, like a grain of rice.

Qing'er flew back to Zhao Layue's shoulder and said: "I should never die."

Ada shook his body, and the long hair shook like a cloud, returning to its usual size.

The corpse dog landed on the beach, wondering if it smelled the patriarch, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Then it looked at Jing Jiu and bowed its head slightly.

Jing Jiu held up his broken body, straightened his body, and replied earnestly.

The corpse dog's eyes became quiet and warm, and he turned and walked toward the sea.

In a short while, it disappeared in the blue water, not knowing where it went.

"Go to recover." Jing Jiu said.

Ada leaped gently on Jing Jiu's knee and raised his head.

This is not about being arrogant, nor is it seeking praise or seeking to touch one's head, but to return something.

Huichan loosened his armour and let go of the small hollow ball of gold thread he was holding tightly.

It didn't dare to look at Xue Ji at all, and countless eyes were full of fear.

Jing Jiu took the hollowed-out golden ball, and his eyes fell on the black gem inside, his eyes extremely quiet.

When Ah Da noticed his current situation, his pupils shrank like grains, and meowed a few hastily.

——"Are you going to die?"

Jing Jiu still looked at the black gem and answered casually: "By definition, yes."

Ada was silent for a long time, then meowed lowly.

"The thing I fear most in my life is your brothers and sisters. You were also the worst bullied. When I was at Bihu Peak, I prayed for your death every night. Then Taiping Zhenren died, and now you too I'm going to die... I should be very happy, why should I be so sad all of a sudden... By the way! There is a black monument over the sun, maybe it can save you!"

"No one can save him, I can't, neither can that thing."

Suddenly a tender and weak voice sounded on the beach.

Everyone looked over and was surprised to find that it was Xue Ji who was talking!

The former immortals of God Fighting First Master had no idea that Her Majesty the Queen could speak human language.

At this time, Zhuo Rusui and others remembered that many years ago when Xue Ji killed White Blade and soared on the spot, she seemed to have said a word. At that time, she seemed to say...I will never come back. ?

"Well, I will deal with it myself." Jing Jiu said.

Xue Ji said blankly: "What are you going to do with me?"

At this moment, she is in an extremely weak state, and any fairy has the ability to kill her.

The most important thing is that she has no means to restrict Jing Jiu.

The Qingshan Patriarch is dead, Jing Jiu is no longer under the control of the Chengtian Sword, but can instead control her with that thing. Although the two sides did have an agreement, the problem is...Jing Jiu is about to die, who knows what he will do for humanity?

Everyone's eyes fell on Jing Jiu's hands.

The golden hollow ball he held was the key to determining Xue Ji's life and death.

Those sights mean different things.

Kill her.

Control her.

Don't.

"Everything is used by people? It sounds reasonable, but isn't it the thing that all things hate the most?"

Jing Jiu finished his enlightenment, took back his spiritual consciousness, and handed the golden silk ball to Xue Ji's body.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and speechless.

Xue Ji was silent for a while, stretched out two small hands, and held them very solemnly and cherished.

Jing Jiu looked at her and smiled.

The next moment, the gold thread snapped off and turned into debris scattered on the beach.

The black gem that was constrained by the formation method disappeared without a trace, and it should have been taken away by Xue Ji.

Her eyes became deeper and darker, and no matter who looked at it, she felt fear.

Xue Ji looked up to the sky and laughed silently.

The two ends of the red thread on her face were slightly cocked, suddenly diminishing the sense of oppression and horror.

The black obelisk is the only existence in this universe that can threaten her, and it is now controlled by her.

So far, she finally got the freedom she wanted most.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Jing Jiu in silence.

Everyone knew what she meant.

The seemingly simple, pure and terrifying eyes contain unusually complex emotions.

No matter what Jing Jiu wants her to do in the future, she will say three words I am willing, even if it is to destroy the world.

"I want to ask something." Jing Jiu said.

He and Xue Ji’s line of sight intersect, as if going back many, many years ago.

At that time, he participated in the Meihui Taoist battle, because Luohuainan was forced to go deep into the snowy field with Bai Zao and was trapped in the extreme cold.

Xue Ji's divine sense came from the distant ice peak and fell on him.

The same is true today, when the gods meet, they exchange countless information.

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Xue Ji didn't know what the advanced civilization that built that prison was like.

The day she was born or created, she was in that prison.

According to the permission requirements, she was not allowed to actively contact the prisoners in the prison, so she could only look at the world in the north, lonely and boring, and then began to think about the meaning of her existence.

When life begins to think about the meaning of its own existence, it first wants to understand the world in which it lives.

She didn't know the advanced civilization, but confirmed that there was a world beyond the sky, so she thought that her roots were there, and those extremely powerful prisoners were banished here by that world.

This isolated world is really meaningless. She once tried to leave, but she had no choice but to spend most of her time sleeping until all the prisoners in the prison were killed by time.

After an extremely long dormancy, an existence who claimed to be a **** descended into that world and found a way to control her from nowhere, and then reached a certain agreement with her, just like Jing Jiu did.

"What kind of person was the **** at that time?"

"I didn't really see him."

"But you guys are communicating."

"To describe it in human language, the **** is a little shy, and with an inexplicable apology."

"Well, that **** does things inexplicably."

Jing Jiu thought about the previous conversation with Xu Le, thinking with inexplicable sadness.

The soup in the hot pot has been boiled dry by the magic fire, and it is not burnt.

This concludes the last conversation between Jing Jiu and Xue Ji.

She turned and walked into the sea.

An island gradually floated on the distant sea.

That is the back of the corpse dog.

Snow Ji is going to rest in the sea.

Now everyone knows that she and the corpse dog used to live and die together, and naturally they have a very good relationship.

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The news of Patriarch Qingshan’s death is still blocked on the ancestor star.

The immortals everywhere in the distant universe don't know yet, but logically speaking, some preparations should be made in advance at this time.

But no one meant to leave, including Tong Yan.

Everyone is waiting for Jing Jiu to solve his problems or die.

Predecessor immortals like Shenda Xianshi and Mr. Dong who are still immersed in grief are not allowed to leave.

Countless warships have already taken control of the solar system, and anyone who tries to escape will be subject to a terrible attack.

"We didn't want to leave anyway." Master Shenda said blankly.

The pair of black demon brothers spoke at the same time, but they said two completely different sentences.

Gu Zuo stared at Jing Jiuhan and said, "We will see you die with our own eyes."

Gu You said without expression: "Since the Patriarch is dead, you can't die."

The last sentence is the true thoughts of the previous generations of immortals.

The subtext is very clear.

Master Qingshan has no personal enmity with you, and what you are fighting over is where the road goes.

Since he proved himself wrong by death, then you have to solve the problems facing humanity.

Jing Jiu didn't respond, and signaled Zhao Layue to push herself to the beach.

The coconut grove was illuminated by the setting sun, pulling the shadow of the wheelchair far away.

"There is one thing you may not know yet."

Zhao Layue took out the Qingtianjian again and said: "Some of the people here are dead, but... are still alive."

At the edge of the snow-capped mountain lake on that planet, she said something to Cao Yuan.

Jing Jiu was not surprised, and said: "The mutation of Qingtianjian began many years ago."

When the Zhongzhou faction asked at the conference, he succeeded in Qingtianjian and helped Qinger to move towards freedom. At that time, Qingtianjian began to undergo some incomprehensible changes.

The flow of time in that world is slowing down, and ghosts even appeared in the Zhao State Palace.

"At that time, you didn't know what was going on." Qinger said, sitting on Zhao Layue's shoulder.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll go and see."

Liu Shisui, who had disappeared just now, walked out from the depths of the coconut grove, holding a large bundle of bamboo.

Everyone is used to finding bamboo wherever he goes, so they are not surprised to see this.

Fuji Sword tried his best to complete the cutting work in the shortest time.

Liu Shisui skillfully made a bamboo chair, and then carefully polished it with Huanxi yarn.

Yuan Qu said in surprise: "You even brought Hozhan's things? Se Se has been arguing about the separation, what can she do?"

Liu Shisui glanced at Zhao Layue without speaking.

Zhao Layue won't answer these boring questions. She picked up Jing Jiu and carefully placed it on the bamboo chair, using Qingtianjian as a pillow, and cushioning it under his neck.

"Not bad." Jing Jiu gave a satisfactory evaluation.

The sea breeze passes through the coconut grove and is mixed with the sound of waves not far away, which is very suitable for calming the heart and calming the mind.

Those former immortals are sitting cross-legged in the distance, wondering if they are still sad.

Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui stood by the bamboo chair, like two door gods.

Quiniang wanted to stay, but Tong Yan took her to Dongfu and said she was going to play chess.

Yuan Qu and Junior Sister Yushan are sitting on the beach side by side, looking at the adult corpse dog who is getting farther away, talking with each other, which probably means whether you want Junior Brother to come out to help solve the problem~IndoMTL.com ~Or just the last look.

The tattered robot sat back by the pool and picked up the bamboo pole to go fishing.

The bamboo pole looks like a toothpick in its hand, and the pool is just a small puddle of water.

The battleship Lieyang has already withdrawn from the atmosphere and is cleaning up near the crippled moon.

Some pictures of battleships can still be seen faintly in space farther away.

Jing Jiu fell asleep with his eyes closed on the bamboo chair.

Ada was afraid of his pain, so he dared not lie in his arms and curled up beside him.

Ancient and modern.

The history of mankind.

The walking of time.

It seems to be condensed in this picture.

This is the first day.