The Path Toward Heaven

No matter how you look at it, this is a very unreasonable statement, but Zeng Ju asked just like that, and Monk Huanxi responded just like that.

All the big things in the sky-reaching realm can feel the opportunity of heaven and earth, not to mention the ascending immortal. Zeng Ju is a true saint, so naturally he can't make a mistake.

No matter how absurd the inference, as long as it can be inferred, it must be correct.

That being the case, Zeng Ju didn't ask Huanxi monk why he wanted to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors and kill himself, but Huanxi monk took the initiative to start his own narration.

Whether it's Stargate University or any other university, the fields that those professors' research finally reached, or the conjectures they produced are all correct. Regardless of mass or gravitational calculations, it can be easily concluded that the world of dark matter occupies more than 90%. If this is the case, why do we think that the world we live in is the real world? Obviously, the sea of ​​​​dark matter is the real main world.

Zeng Ju has heard many similar theories and inferences, and his expression is calm, and he is not in a hurry to make any rebuttals.

The torsion hole may be a wormhole in the dam of the main world, and the sea of ​​dark matter may be just the river on the other side of the dam. No matter how you think about it, we and the world we live in are not important, but just a dimensional space hidden in the darkness. When we dig holes in the main world and want to find a shortcut, how can we stop those rivers from rushing over?

Monk Huanxi continued: When the flood came, we ants living in the dark cave could work enthusiastically and struggle without fear of death, but how could we block each other? You have also seen over the years that the universe we live in is riddled with holes, and it is impossible to repair it. Even if an extremely large amount of energy is used to tear down the wall to repair it, it can only delay the process in the end. What is the real significance?

Sword Immortal Ensheng was lying in the medical cabin, listening to the conversation coming from a distance, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, threw the blue elixir into his mouth, chewed it up like a bean, swallowed it, and said in a low voice: If I hadn't watched you destroy that dark man with my own eyes, I really thought you were going to surrender.

Surrender is not so incomprehensible. Those broods are too powerful, especially those who are in the dark. Yi Jingyang's talent almost died in front of it. How many times can I block them? You should be very clear that those broods are a collection of spores and monsters. The foundation of those who are in the dark is the ancient gods and giants of Chaotian Continent. Those beings are stronger than us human practitioners. In the end, they surrendered to the destructive will of the sea of ​​​​dark things and became an eternal statue. Only the red bird finally I chose to burn myself and perish together with that sea of ​​dark matter.

Monk Huanxi looked into Zeng Ju's eyes and asked, Where does our self-confidence come from?

The medical area was very quiet, except for the slight hum of the healing device hanging from the ceiling, which felt like the background noise of the universe.

Sword Immortal Ensheng closed his eyes, feeling the power of the blue elixir radiating from his body, feeling the replenishment of immortal energy. The mechanical arm on the left side of his body was as quiet as if it had no energy, and the fingers of his right hand had begun to accumulate sword intent. He told Huanxi Monk that if he hadn't watched him destroy the dark man, he would have thought he was going to surrender-the thought in this sentence actually had other meanings, otherwise why would he take the time to swallow that elixir?

The low medical machine noise suddenly disappeared without a trace. It was because the entire medical area was isolated by a formation. Ensheng slowly opened his eyes, took out a tube of medicine from the side wall of the medical cabin, broke his thin neck, and sniffed it deeply. A moment later, a strange green light emanated from the depths of his eyes, and his spirit recovered a lot, and he even seemed a little excited. He slowly sat up from the medical cabin, stretched out his hand to recall the shuttle-like fairy sword, looked at the back of Huanxi Monk and said, I don't want to set myself up like a statue, I just want to burn like a red bird.

Huanxi Monk did not turn around, and said in a voice without emotional fluctuations: The drug you are taking at this time was developed by Shen Yunbu, and it has no benefit except to make people lose their minds, let alone help you kill me.

From the perspective of the moral principles of human society, the use of such illegal drugs is of course a very bad thing, but for people like Shen Yunbu and Jianxian Ensheng, ordinary moral laws do not apply.

Monk Huanxi didn't care about this, and knew that he couldn't convince this loyal follower of Patriarch Qingshan, so he just stared into Zeng Ju's eyes. Zeng Ju looked at Sword Immortal Ensheng in the medical cabin, and said softly, You're too seriously injured, you'd better rest first, and let me handle the matter here.

Sword Immortal Ensheng lay back in the medical cabin again, and said, Take care of your master and apprentice's own affairs, and call me when you want to fight.

Huanxi Monk still didn't look back, and continued to Zeng Ju: The embankment of a thousand miles is not a big river outside, but an endless sea. It doesn't make any sense for us to guard the wheat fields behind us on the embankment. We must solve the problem fundamentally.

After a moment of silence, Zeng Ju said: I understand what you mean, but the rules of the two worlds are completely different. If you can't communicate or even perceive each other, then you can't negotiate, and even if you want to surrender, you can't do it.

Huanxi Monk said: Those of us who ascended in the past were actively or passively affected by Shen Qingshan's thinking, and couldn't jump out of our inherent thoughts, so I first went to Zhao Layue and told her my thoughts... I think Her Majesty is in the sea of ​​dark things, and I want to find her.

Zeng Ju looked slightly different, and said: I understand, but after all, Xue Ji is a life created by human beings. Could she communicate with that world?

Monk Huanxi shook his head, and said, Everyone thinks that Her Majesty the Queen was created by that god, or that she was an artifact spirit from Chaotian Continent, but I know her quite well, and I have a vague feeling that she should be able to perceive and even control those dark energies.

Sword Immortal Ensheng couldn't help but said in the medical cabin: Don't always feel you.

Huanxi Monk finally turned around, looked at the medical cabin and said calmly: Have you ever thought about a possibility? The Chaotian Continent laboratory is trying to give birth to strong human beings like us, or it may be that the gods want to cultivate a being that can connect two universes?

There were no more voices in the medical cabin. It was obvious that this inference was beyond the imagination of Jianxian Ensheng, but it had a certain degree of persuasion to him.

Zeng Ju said: Even so, how can you be sure that Xue Ji is willing to help humans? How can she stop the spreading of the sea of ​​dark things?

Monk Huanxi said: I have already made many plans, and I will respond differently to different situations. In fact, I have been thinking about this matter for many years, but I just can't think of how His Majesty can leave Chaotian Continent. Now that she is here, I naturally want to try it.

Zeng Ju looked into his eyes and said, I vaguely guessed some of your plans, but that means that we have to hand over the future of the entire human race to her. Are you sure this is reasonable?

Huanxi Monk said: What's unreasonable? Her Majesty the Queen is the highest-ranking being in the Chaotian Continent, and should be in charge of everything.

Zeng Ju looked at him, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and said, You have fought against the wind and snow for many years and made great contributions to mankind, but you were still convinced by her in the end. From this point of view, you are not as good as Cao Yuan.

Monk Huanxi did not show any displeasure, and said calmly: I think Cao Yuan and I have the same views, at least in some respects.

Zeng Ju said: No one will agree with your approach.

Sword Immortal Ensheng raised his hand from the medical cabin. He didn't mean to agree with Huanxi Monk's approach, because the mechanical arm raised his middle finger.

Immortal Feisheng is an existence of unparalleled wisdom. Zeng Ju and he guessed his plan through a few words from Huanxi Monk—to find Xue Ji, help her become the king of the sea of ​​dark things, and then surrender to her—in his opinion, this plan is crazy and absurd, completely inexplicable.

Huanxi Monk said calmly: If Jing Jiu dies, Zhao Layue and the others will definitely find a way to kill Shen Qingshan, and these young people will no longer care about human life and death. That computer will be replaced by a new system. Who else can stop me at that time?

Zeng Ju said: I have become your only obstacle, so you have to kill me in advance.

Monk Huanxi said: Yes, I saw Li Chunyang and Xilai die successively in the galaxy outside the fog last year. I thought of this plan, you must die first.

Sword Immortal Ensheng's mechanical arm was still raised, and he tapped the side panel of the medical cabin with his middle finger, making a thumping sound, indicating that if you want to carry out this crazy plan, you need to kill yourself first.

Huanxi Monk said calmly: If you are not injured, it will be a little troublesome to deal with you, but you can't do it now.

Sword Immortal Ensheng withdrew his middle finger and clenched his robotic hand into a fist, expressing his anger.

Teacher, you are not my opponent, even if I am injured now. Monk Huanxi looked at Zeng Ju and continued.

I once counted on my fingers, and then counted again.

A helpless smile appeared on his face.

Yes, even though he is the seventh-generation sage of Yi Mao Zhai and the mentor of the other party, he can't beat the other party.

Monk Huanxi is very knowledgeable, deeply studied Taoism of various sects, and even knows a little bit about Qingshan swordsmanship.

The dark man can force Jing Jiu to almost fall asleep, but he can't pose a fatal threat to him, so we know a thing or two.

Then do we have to do it? Zeng Ju said.

Monk Huanxi said: Of course not, I still hope to be able to convince you.

Zeng Ju said: You should be very clear that people like you and me can introspect, argue and turn around, but it is difficult to be persuaded by others.

Everyone has only one life, no matter how long the nascent soul can float, no matter how many years the sword ghost can hide, there is only one life. I didn't kill you today, but I gave you a second life. Please take this into consideration and think carefully about what I said.

Monk Huanxi got up, stretched out his hand to call for Nirvana, walked out of the medical area, and said, Of course, there is another reason why I didn't kill you today. This space crack is too troublesome. I am going to surrender in order to survive, and I don't want one more human to die.

Zeng Ju knew he was speaking the truth, looked at his back and said, Where are you going now?

Since Monk Huanxi told them his thoughts and long-term plans, and didn't kill them to silence them, can he still live in the Ascendant and the human world?

I'm going to do the first half of my plan. I hope you can finish the second half after you think it through.

Monk Huanxi said: I'm going to the Sea of ​​Dark Things to find Xue Ji, and I will lure away the monsters over there... If there are still dark ones, I will also take them away by the way. You don't have to worry, just melt here with peace of mind, and fill up this gap in space as soon as possible.

Not bad. Sword Immortal Ensheng's admiration sounded in the medical cabin, and the mechanical hand he was holding stretched out his thumb, which was raised high.

Very dangerous, Zeng Ju said.

Introducing the tide of beasts and re-arranging the formation, I have done it many times in Chaotian Continent, and I am familiar with it. Monk Huanxi said.

Zeng Ju said: What if you can't find your way back from the sea of ​​dark things?

Monk Huanxi said, I won't go too far... Besides, teacher, you don't know that I have a lot of experience in this area.

Zeng Ju said: I have to remind you, since Jing Jiu didn't wake up that day and didn't die, it means that Xue Ji might be by his side.

Since Xue Ji was by Jing Jiu's side, she naturally wouldn't be on the other side of the Sea of ​​Dark Things.

If Her Majesty the Queen is still in the human society, why can't you and I find him? the Monk Huanxi said.

Zeng Ju said: If a life of Xue Ji's level is determined to hide it, it will be difficult to find.

Huanxi monk said: I said that I am very familiar with her, I know her very well, how can she hide?

There is a strong sense of confidence in this statement.

Confidence in Xue Ji.

Zeng Ju didn't know what to say about this, so he came to the door of the medical area and sent Huanxi Monk out.

Jiang Zhixing and other officers waited in the medical area, unaware that a war between cocoon breakers almost broke out behind the door.

Monk Huanxi walked to the railing of the covered bridge and looked down at the picture below.

The light warship has been fully opened and merged with the Lieyang battleship. Thousands of warship officers and soldiers are busy in their respective positions, and some soldiers are resting in the distant living quarters. The researchers from the 857 base are surrounded by a computing terminal, doing continuous test calculations on the data model of the ablation space cracks, and from time to time there are a few swear words and fierce quarrels.

The scents of various beverages and human beings have just been born in the empty space of the battleship, and they are completely cleaned by the automatic air exchange system, but the world inside the battleship still has a taste, that is the taste of being alive.

Looking at these pictures and feeling these flavors, Huanxi Monk's face full of golden cracks revealed a look of joy and admiration, and the depths of his eyes were full of true love. Then he nodded slightly to Zeng Ju, and then disappeared into a breeze.

Jiang Zhixing and other officers knew that the young monk in monk's robe was a real starry sky powerhouse, but they were still taken aback. They looked around subconsciously, and suddenly someone saw a clear and short line on the light curtain and shouted: There!

Hundreds of warships formed a complete monitoring system, and the picture quickly zoomed in, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battleships could see clearly.

The handsome young monk was barefoot, standing on a huge metal plate, and was quickly approaching the space rift.

There is no wind in the universe, but the tattered monk's robe is fluttering gently, giving him a feeling of being out of dust.

How is this going!

What is he going to do!

Intercept application!

Countless chaotic voices sounded in the fleet communication system, and dozens of permission applications and requests for instructions appeared in the command system in an instant.

As the commander with the highest authority, Zeng Ju ignored those voices and requests for instructions, and just quietly looked at the picture on the light curtain.

Gradually, those shocked shouts stopped, and those requests for instructions did not happen again.

The officers and soldiers on the Lieyang battleship were so shocked that they all stopped their movements, and even the researchers at Base 857 stopped arguing.

That planet is still burning, and I don't know how many years later it will become the Dreamfire industrial base again, and continue to make its own contribution to human society.

The young monk stepped on the metal disc, came to the surface of the planet, followed the great rift valley in the magma, and flew to the space crack.

Without any hesitation, without any stagnation, let alone looking back at this universe without any literary art, he flew over.

There was silence on the Battleship Lieyang.

Captain Jiang Zhixing was silent for a long time, and murmured, Does he know where that is?

Zeng Ju said, Of course he knew that it was hell.

There is a sea of ​​dark things on the other side of the space crack, which is hell for human beings. Now that you know it, why go there?

The living quarters were also very quiet. The researchers at Base 857 suddenly felt a little tired. They didn't want to continue arguing. They returned to their workbenches and began to silently check their mathematical models.

The middle-aged researcher with a slightly dark complexion in a gray plaid shirt pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, held a cup of jasmine tea, turned around and walked somewhere below the battleship.

Many people were shocked and puzzled by what they saw earlier, but he understood why the young monk did this. The people of Guocheng Temple, from Chanzi to Cao Yuan, the sword sage, to the ordinary medical monks who save the suffering, all have a very simple concept.

If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?