The Path Toward Heaven

After saying this, Jing Jiu continued to look at him quietly. Naturally, Shen Yunbu didn't think that he wanted to educate himself that this was a bad behavior, let alone that he wanted to report himself to the military law department, and asked, What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone as beautiful as me?

Jing Jiu said casually, The surface of the lake, the mirror, and the surface of the battleship.

These are the things that make his face shine.

Shen Yunbu said slightly annoyed: Then you have never seen someone as perfect as me.

Jing Jiu said indifferently, I was looking to see where you hid the jug.

At this time, Shen Yunbu was completely naked, except for the miniature stove tied around his waist, there was not even a single leaf on his body, where did the little flagon come from?

There is only one explanation, that is, the Ascenders also brought such things as space artifacts into this universe.

Shen Yunbuan smiled slightly, reached out and touched his left earlobe, where there was a silver earring.

The silver earrings are small and delicate, and it is really not easy to notice.

These Tianjingjiu have not discovered the special feature of this earring, but there are other reasons.

Due to certain problems, since his rebirth, he rarely pays attention to the body part of the ear, whether it is someone else's or his own.

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows and said: Look at you, you have big ears... there is still a piece missing, where is my perfection?

Jing Jiu didn't want to talk to him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Yun uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

The asteroid's gravity is very weak, and the wine pours extremely slowly, elongating into a smooth curve, and falling directly between his lips.

After a while, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

Jing Jiu hadn't done experiments in this area himself, and it was impossible to have clinical data on people like Shen Yunbu on the Starfield Network. He asked, Have psychedelic drugs worked?

Shen Yunbu closed his eyes, quickly shook his head like a puppy after a bath, opened his eyes and calmed down, and said a little boringly: Suppressing the consciousness to the lowest level can produce a little effect.

Jing Jiu said, It's boring.

If that sip of wine is diluted and divided into potions, it can provide the needs of a vacation star for a whole year, but it can only make Shen Yunbu react slightly. He said with a wry smile: This is already the latest and most powerful. There are not many things that can stimulate my brain.

It is impossible for the military law department or the police department to take care of him, and it is impossible for these drugs to harm him. Both he and Jing Jiu are already inhuman in a certain sense. Without ideals and goals, life is really meaningless, like a dead salted fish.

This most common description really suits them best.

Dead salted fish don't care about being exposed to the sun, steamed, salted, or eaten, because they don't feel anything.

So are many monks.

They still had goals when they were in Chaotian Continent.

If you become a human being, you want to become a fairy; if you were born on earth, you want to go to heaven.

But what if they really ascended successfully and reached the sky?

There is no fairyland here, no higher goals, only a deserted and vast universe.

This universe is unimaginably large, as if it has no boundaries, enough to dilute all ambitions and destroy all goals, even feelings.

Many people know that I like those tunes. Many people on the Internet have written novels about me, and even made up songs to sing, saying that I have led the trend of ancient fashion... What kind of son... ah... ah... ah, you are so big! Why do I like those tunes? You should guess that I am very interested in you.

Shen Yunbu took another sip of wine and said, It's not an exaggeration to say that I yearn for it. The reason is very simple, because I need to know where I came from before I can accept where I'm going. As a result, those old guys refused to tell me where Chaotian Continent is, saying they were afraid that I would mess around.

Jing Jiu could understand the worries of the Patriarch and Master Chunyang. If Shen Yunbu really went to Chaotian Continent, there would definitely be a shocking storm, how many people would die, and the god's arrangement would be greatly affected. But he won't be as worried as Patriarch and Master Chunyang, because although Shen Yunbu is crazy, he is smart.

He pointed to a corner of the universe and said, There.

Shen Yunbu put down the small wine bottle, looked along his fingers, and finally found the somewhat dim white star.

Looking at the star, he was silent for a long time and said, I want to see it.

Jing Jiu said, It's hard to come out after you've gone.

Shen Yun buried his face and said expressionlessly: I've heard them say it, but it's unreasonable and illogical.

Jing Jiu said: It should be the superposition wave interference of reality at the quantum level.

Shen Yunbu stared at the sun in the distance, and said: Don't think that you can play hooligans just because you are not wearing clothes at this time.

At least three ascenders returned to the Chaotian Continent from the universe, and they could no longer ascend again. This is why Bai Ren hesitated back then. Ascendents like your father and Master Chunyang dare not go back, or even approach that side. Apart from the threat of the sea of ​​dark things, they are also worried about this issue.

That non-love-related joke about the butterfly and the sea is talking about this truth.

People inside can come out, people outside can't go in, because if you come out, you are outside people.

Jing Jiu then gave a more mysterious and rascal reason.

Shen Yunbu turned around, looked at him and said, You came out before.

Jing Jiu said, I'm a soul-turning-sword student, so it's naturally different.

I can also give up my body. Shen Yunbu said very casually. When he was very young, he was infected when he first came to Base 857, and he gave up his arms directly. Later, he gave up other body parts and even internal organs. This choice was not difficult for him.

Jing Jiu reminded, There is something wrong with your brain.

General Li also once said that Shen Yunbu had a problem with his brain, but the meaning was different from what he said at this time.

What he means is that the soul or consciousness of a normal person is attached to the brain, Shen Yunbu can give up the whole body, but he cannot give up the brain.

No matter what level of practice they reach, even if they are ascended immortals, their Nascent Soul and Sword Demon will dissipate too quickly in the heaven and earth after leaving their bodies. From a certain point of view, this indirectly proves that Nascent Soul, Sword Demon and even Mo Nian are all collections of spiritual waves. Even if some kind of Taoism or magic power is used to let these mental waves find the object of the seizure, it is a process of gradual decay and cannot be reversed.

If the divine soul can be passed on perfectly without loss, immortality will become a very simple matter, so why would Daoist Taiping be so eager to complete his great event.

Shen Yunbu said: We still have to find a way to take a look.

The universe was dim, and the distant white star seemed to be getting closer and clearer in the vision of the two of them.

Through the flight test just now, the latest data of the ultra-fine atomized nuclear power furnace has been produced. Before the circular base can get the analysis results, Jing Jiu has already calculated that if he uses aerospace-grade armor, the micro furnace can help him go back and forth between the 857 planet and the main star ten times in a row. Even returning to the Chaotian Continent is not difficult.

Shen Yunbu continued, What are you going to do? Stay at base 857 and think about how to ignite those stars? Or go back to the main star to find that hot spring, or go back to the star gate to see oil paintings?

Jing Jiu said, Where are you going?

Shen Yunbu said: I am now the commander of the Star Core Fleet. Of course I have to go to the front line. There is something that needs to be dealt with. If it goes well, I can just see some strange scenery on the way back.

Jing Jiu asked, What scenery?

Shen Yunbu said: The Tianchi galaxy will be swallowed up.

Jing Jiu said, I'll go and have a look too.

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Although it was a temporary decision, it was destined that this trip could not be a sudden trip.

Jing Jiu is the chief adviser of the military, and Shen Yunbu is the commander of the Star Core Fleet. Their status and importance in human society are unimaginable. If they sneak away, it will inevitably cause an unimaginable uproar. Even from the perspective of avoiding trouble, they will follow the normal process.

The normal process does not mean waiting for approval, their authority is so high that no one has enough authority and qualifications to approve it, including General Lee.

The process mentioned here refers to packing up and handling some affairs.

After returning to the circular base, Jing Jiu told Huaxi about it, and then asked her if she wanted to see the nuclear power furnace.

Huaxi looked at him with strange eyes, but did not refuse.

Many of the calculations for this nuclear power furnace were done by her, and this was the first time she had seen it in reality.

Jing Jiu left the room, walked in the passage of the base, and was about to go to the center of the earth to see the starry sky again, and had a few words with Zeng Ju.

As he passed a certain laboratory, he put his hands behind his back.

After an unknown amount of time, the light outside the window gradually dimmed. Professor Long walked out of the laboratory, ready to take a rest.

He walked to the window, looked at a certain black tree outside, tapped the wall by the window with his right hand, and sighed.

With his thinning hair and broad forehead, this scene has a vicissitudes of life.

The partition wall in the circular base is a super-strong alloy wall, which is unimaginably hard, extremely smooth, and the friction is close to zero. Even a mosquito can't stand on it with crutches, and I don't know why his hands don't slip.