The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 7: Tear ears
Fusi sword just shattered, and then gained true freedom.
The shackles of heaven and earth also seemed to be broken, and the sun became extremely clear and energetic.
All this is naturally because of Jing Jiu's changes.
An elegant and pure fairy will radiated from his body.
He became completely himself again.
Zhao Layue stared at his wrist.
The cyan light rope was originally extremely light and thin, and it would be hard to find if you didn't look closely.
At this time, the color of the cyan light rope began to thicken and became more "real"-as expected, as he really woke up, his consciousness began to become active, and the immortal spirit began to overflow, the new Heavenly Sword also began His own attack.
Everyone's eyes fell on his wrist, very disturbed.
This is what everyone fears most and wants to avoid.
Fusi's sword is broken, and Xue Ji is not there. How should Jing Jiu fight against the will of the ancestor?
The flow of time seemed to accelerate rapidly, and the cyan light rope became more and more substantial, and gradually tightened, sinking into his skin, looking very strange.
Jing Jiu's face is still so pale, his expression is still indifferent, but there is pain in the deepest part of his eyes.
Shen Qingshan looked at him quietly, with a faint flash of sword light in his eyes.
There is sword light in the distant sea.
There is also sword light in the floating clouds at high places.
The Solar System Sword Array is disintegrating, but he is in a place where there is a Sword Array of all things.
Wherever his spiritual sense can reach, is the place covered by the sword formation.
The program that is trying to control Jing Jiu's body is a new Chengtian sword he refined.
Now the Heaven-Changing Sword is also a link in the Sword Array of All Things.
Jing Jiu's willpower, no matter how strong, can't resist this kind of control.
No one can interrupt this process.
The faces of Zhao Layue and others were paler than Jing Jiu, but they could only stand still and watch.
Xue Ji is not here, it seems that no one can stop this.
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In the far space of the universe, on the other side of the sun.
The oval-shaped super battleship has been dismantled to pieces.
The black stele is quietly suspended in countless rubbles. It is no longer as quiet as it once was, but more like a dead thing.
Qingshan Patriarch really cared about the life and death of Huaxi, and didn't do anything about it.
Ah Da came here with the hollowed-out gold thread ball, and he calmed down the black stone stele as expected.
But they also paid a great price.
Xue Ji squatted on the tablet, drenched all over, her eyes closed, she looked extremely weak.
The corpse dog sits on the other side of the black monument, breathing slowly with his eyes closed, keeping his wounds incessantly.
Ada hugged the sharp corner of the top of the monument, closed his eyes and took a nap, the hair fell off a lot, looking extremely miserable.
Cicada sat on its head, tightly holding the hollowed-out gold wire ball, countless clever eyes expressing the lingering and tense emotions with not much luster.
Suddenly, all the emotions in its pupils became panic and uneasy.
Ada opened his eyes and looked towards the sun, his pupils were golden by the sun.
——That is the color of fallen leaves.
It felt intense fear and anxiety, and it meowed timidly.
Xueji and Shigou opened their eyes and looked towards the sun at the same time, silent.
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The wind is calm.
The sand piles are like graves.
Two wheelchairs are next to each other.
Jing Jiu and Shen Qingshan looked at each other.
Two terrible wills confront each other.
This kind of confrontation is calm and hard.
The feeling beyond the meaning of the word pain, which is absolutely indescribable in words, is constantly eroding his Taoism.
His face became paler and paler, and his eyes dimmed.
In contrast, his eyebrows are getting clearer, more perfect, and more three-dimensional.
Whether it is the slightly raised eyebrows or the corners of the eyes, there are signs of sharpness.
Even the fairy intent radiating from his body has been replaced by sword light.
His whole body seemed to be plated with a layer of metallic luster, and he was gradually turning into a human-shaped sword.
Looking at this scene, everyone felt heavy and worried, knowing that he was being controlled more and more deeply.
—like the cyan light rope sinking deeper and deeper on his wrist.
It won’t take long for his consciousness to dissipate and become or re-become the sword of all things.
"This is not something that the will can fight against, nor can it be cut off by the sword intent."
Shen Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu and said, "Because that is not a chain, not a shackle, not even a scabbard, but your main program, you should be controlled by it by nature."
Jing Jiu said: "When the gods lighted those stars, this sword was nothing but a sword. There was no main program, he didn't need to control it. But then the sword gave birth to a true spirit in the sky and on the land, you I picked it up, worried that he would not listen to your orders, and spent those years thinking about such a pirate trick."
The meaning of the phrase is very clear.
All things are born free.
Shen Qingshan was not annoyed when he revealed the truth, and said: "But you can't get rid of this kind of control after all, unless you die by yourself. But even if you die, I will use your body well. ."
The meaning of the phrase is also very clear.
Everything should be used by people.
Jing Jiu looked at his right hand.
This hand is perfect.
is literally perfect.
Whoever looks at it will give rise to admiration.
Compared with the blue-clothed boy in Building 720, this hand is more suitable for playing the piano.
Of course, this perfect hand is suitable for doing anything, such as making pottery, such as painting, such as gently stroking the cheek, such as lightly patting the back, such as holding a sword steadily.
Looking at this perfect right hand, he remembered something.
Many, many years ago, he was brought to Qingshan by the ancestor of Daoyuan from Chaoge City to start practicing Taoism.
Those stories from previous lives will not be mentioned for the time being.
In this life, he moved from a small mountain village to Nansong Pavilion, and then entered Shenmo Peak. Many pictures flashed before his eyes.
He used this perfect body to walk the world, attracting the attention of countless people, sitting by the stream, soaking in the hot lava, and finally floating in the demon prison...
He raised his right hand and cut down.
A bright sword light emerged from the edge of the palm.
The sword light illuminates the beach, illuminates the sea, illuminates the sky and the earth.
There is a soft wiping sound.
His left hand was broken at the wrist.
Slightly splashed sand.
The severed hand fell on the ground, splashing a few drops of golden blood.
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No one thought that Jing Jiu's first sword was not directed at Shen Qingshan, but at himself.
After a moment of silence, there were several incredible exclamations on the beach.
Zhao Layue's face was pale, and she probably guessed what he wanted to do.
The others gradually understood, but seeing the severed hand on the beach was still shocked.
Jing Jiu's body is very hard, and his ascension into a fairy queen is even more unimaginable. The Galaxy Alliance Lab tried every means, and it was difficult to remove even a small amount of material from his body.
From Chaotian Continent to this world, this is the first time everyone has seen such a serious defect in his body.
No one saw Xihai that time, and that person is gone.
his left hand fell off, and the cyan light rope naturally fell down, half-covered by the sand, and then gradually disappeared.
"If it is so simple to get rid of the control of the Heavenly Sword, why did you hesitate to the previous moment?"
Shen Qingshan's words shattered Liu Shisui and others' expectations after the shock.
The cyan light rope reappeared at the next moment.
This time the cyan light rope came to the top of his left arm, near his shoulder.
If the New Heaven Sword is really shackles, it is also the shackles of the soul, and it cannot be destroyed by physical means.
Jing Jiu of course thought of it beforehand, and didn't care about the other party, raising his right hand and cutting down again.
Another bright sword light emerged from the edge of the palm, and then fell exactly on his left shoulder.
made a soft rub, and his left arm broke off shoulder-to-shoulder, and fell on the beach with a muffled noise.
Whether it was a broken hand or a broken arm, his expression was so indifferent and his movements were so natural.
is not the kind of natural flow, but the close logic of program operation, and the steps are clear and coherent.
Even after seeing the scene of the severed hand, everyone was shocked again.
Even Jian Xian Ensheng, who has been silent, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
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Immortals naturally don’t care about this degree of damage.
Galaxy Alliance’s medical and technology are highly developed, and the bionic robotic arm is also very easy to use.
But this way, without blinking, I broke my arm, which is still unimaginable.
More importantly, it is not an ordinary immortal body, but the most perfect body in the ages.
All things and one sword can survive in the heavens and the earth in the posture of all things. After Jingyang turned the sword into life, he naturally became a perfect human body, both in appearance and inwardness are absolutely perfect.
When they were in Chaotian Continent, people reacted differently when they saw this body. Some people are silent, some are envious, some are yearning, some are intoxicated, but it is difficult to produce jealousy, because it is so beautiful.
Not to mention those powerful blades that are omnipotent and sharp and incapable of being broken.
Such a perfect body was cut open by him at will and thrown on the beach.
is like throwing out rubbish.
Looking at this scene, people have extremely complicated feelings.
is a little uncomfortable, a little sad, and even a little scared.
How cruel to the world would he be so cruel to himself?
"In the West, the maximum possibility lies in self-abandonment."
Jing Jiu wiped his hands on his clothes, and said, "So when he was in the outer galaxy, he gave up his life."
Shen Qingshan said with cold eyes: "So today are you going to give up your body?"
"The infinite possibilities are very attractive~IndoMTL.com~especially when I am facing the moment of losing all the possibilities."
Jing Jiu said: "And I cut his arm, but he helped me, and he just returned him today."
Shen Qingshan asked: "You would rather give up this body than accept my control?"
Jing Jiu didn't speak, because he didn't think he needed to explain, and he didn't have the energy.
"If you are not free, you would rather die."
Liu Shisui's voice came from the sea.
Sword Fairy Ensheng's eyes drooped slightly.
Shen Qingshan mocked and said: "Freedom?"
"Yes, freedom." Liu Shisui looked at him and said seriously: "Why do human beings cultivate the Tao? Why do they have to ascend? Why do the sons live forever? Because this is freedom to death."
"I like that, but I didn't think so much."
Jing Jiu looked at Shen Qingshan and said, "It’s just that you always say that this body is a weapon left by the gods, the only means to deal with the sea of dark things, and the only hope for mankind. I’m tired of hearing it, so I don’t want it. Up."
After saying this, he pinched his ear with his right hand and slowly tore it off.
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