Jing Jiu felt that he could convince Hua Xi and the one behind her, and then resolve everything smoothly.

Those things include the mind-control of Xilai, the clouds buried and the imprisoned, and everything he will face.

It will take another hour and a half to come, and it will take another two days for General Li to arrive, and the time window is enough.

The situation of the main star was a little unstable. With the big explosion of the holiday star, the Ran family and other families made their own voices, and even the Hua family stood up very rarely. General Li had to deal with those things, but he didn't want to kill everyone, so it took some time. Of course, he would solve those problems easily.

Back to the room at the bow of the ship, the universe outside the window was still so dark, and there was no light.

I don’t know if the stars will be illuminated in the future.

"What are you preparing for?" Hua Xi said: "In the story you wrote, you monks are very afraid of being involved in cause and effect."

Jing Jiu stood in front of the window, looking at the battleships hidden in the darkness, without saying a word.

He felt something was wrong many days ago.

It was not the day when the vacation star appeared in space cracks, the day when the planet 3 was attacked, the day when the 857 base was arrived, the day when the main star Antarctic Icefield talked with General Li, nor the day when the Haiyin Nebula encountered Akasong and his warship, but earlier.

At that time, he woke up from the Star Gate Center Laboratory and came to Minsheng District. He saw the TV light screen in that apartment building and the news screen played on it.

From that day on, he felt something was wrong, everything was a little illusory, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The great things in the Tongtian realm can generate sensing of the changes of the world, which is almost predictable, not to mention that he is now an immortal after ascending. The problem is that the vast universe of the world after ascending is almost infinite, those sensing is no longer accurate, and there is a faint force covering the road ahead like fog, making it impossible for him to calculate the subsequent changes.

Some people told him not to figure it out, and this is a problem in itself.

If the road ahead and the ending are not clear, it does not mean that it cannot be counted. At least you can see clearly whether the road surface under your feet is flat.

These days he was meditating in the warehouse of the Lieyang warship, thinking about the plan to ignite the stars in the sky, and most of the time he was calculating other things. The man sitting opposite the board seemed to have no logic in making a move. No matter whether he came from the west or buried in the clouds, he could not see the purpose. So where should his chess piece fall?

In the end, he decided to go straight to the middle.

...

...

A black warship slowly sailed out of the Scorpion Tail Nebula like a ghost, passed through a short-range passage, and came to the vicinity of the fog alien galaxy.

A slightly bright sword light illuminated the universe for a moment, and there was a faint ripples, like a sea tide.

The patterns on the surface of the iron kettle are also illuminated.

Hua Xi held a doll that he found from somewhere, sat on the sofa in the corner, looking at the two people over there.

Jing Jiu poured a cup of tea for Xilai himself and said, "You have a problem with your mind."

It's like pushing open the bedroom door and seeing a giant warship like a mountain hitting you.

Xilai held the tea cup, looked at the clear tea in the cup, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Evidence."

With his voice, a fog-like breath filled the room, and more than ten sword lights appeared on the giant window with the dark universe as the background.

A Chengtian Sword Formation was formed, and at the same time, countless materials were transmitted through spiritual consciousness and appeared in the consciousness from the West.

In just a short time, Xilai read the information and said seriously to Jing Jiu: "Thank you."

He was so miserable in those scenes. Anyone would feel angry or even collapsed, but he was still so calm.

"You said that day you knew everything that happened to you, and now it seems to be true."

Jing Jiu was not surprised. Since General Li wanted to conquer the West, he would naturally not leave these loopholes.

Xi said, "I know you have good intentions and want me to wake up, but I am awake."

Jing Jiu did not continue his words and asked directly: "Does it hurt?"

This question is the countless pains and mental pains that came from the mine star to the base laboratory and came to the west.

Pain is a defense mechanism that arises in order to protect the whole. The cultivator will gradually weaken when he starts to train his body, but as the realm becomes deeper, it will gradually strengthen. Even if the body tempered by the ascensioner with the immortal energy is no longer a physical body, it still retains the corresponding perception, and is countless times richer than that of a mortal. In other words, when an immortal can feel pain, it will inevitably suffer countless times more than that of a mortal.

Xilai didn't want to recall that time, so he simply nodded.

Jing Jiu continued to ask, "Is it humiliation?"

Treated as an experimental subject, and being made around by military technicians like a guinea pig or a frog. Not to mention being an immortal, as long as it is a human, it will feel humiliated.

Xi said: "As long as you know these things and don't be concealed, you can accept them."

Jing Jiu said: "Why can it be accepted?"

"The seventh generation of Qingshan and the thirty-seventh generation of the heads are all dead."

Xi said: "If humans need to survive this war, they need to sacrifice. I don't think I can be an exception. After all, I am not you."

This is what I once said.

Jing Jiu said: "The man in Xihai will not believe in the word sacrifice, at least he will not let it fall on himself."

"That's because the West Sea is too small and the Chaotian Continent is too small, so we can go out. The universe is too big and we have nowhere to go, so we need to stay. This principle is very simple. During the winter break, farmers will save some firewood and build a house. When the beasts go down the mountain, they will pick up steel forks to meet them. Of course, they are also afraid of death, but because they don't want to die, they become not afraid of death."

Xilai held the teacup in his hand and looked at him and asked, "Similarly, after coming to this world, you have changed a lot, for example, now you will actually care about my life or death."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't care."

He did these things not to save Xilai, at least not all of them.

He and Tan Zhenren came to the west, Cao Yuan should be considered as the same group of ascendants who left Chaotian Continent.

Several ascenators appeared in such a short period of time, which was extremely rare in the history of Chaotian Continent, and even never happened at all.

Looking deeper, of course it is because of his existence.

Naturally, he felt a little close to these guys, just like those little guys who were still in Chaotian Continent.

This is the instinct of intelligent life and does not need to be overcome, so he has not overcome it either.

But taking risks for these people is something he is unwilling to do.

But after he came to this world, he always felt something was wrong. In addition, Guanghe brought the news about Shen Yunming a few days ago...

The road is facing the sky, and each side is on one side. Of course, the more people stand on your side, the better.

The so-called "those who attain enlightenment have many helps", sometimes it is just another explanation that only those who attain enlightenment can achieve enlightenment by many helpers.

As for whether he will be more causal as Hua Xi said, he doesn't care much. After rebirth, he has already had a new understanding of the word causality.

It can be cut off and still be confused. If you can't avoid it, just do whatever you want.

Xilai smiled bitterly and said, "Since the real person doesn't care, what are you doing to tell me about this?"

Jing Jiu said, "That day you said you asked me to wake you up when you needed it."

Xilai smiled and said, "Live people just pretend I am pretending to be asleep."

Jing Jiu said: "Sleeping people will dream, I want to go to your dreams and see."

After hearing this, Xilai was silent for a long time because he understood what Jing Jiu meant to enter his spiritual world.

This is equivalent to letting go of one's spiritual world to the other party, which is extremely dangerous.

It would be fine if he was an ordinary person, but Jing Jiu's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he could easily kill him with a little thought.

From the mining star to the military base laboratory, General Li's subordinates used countless methods, but he could not give up his resistance and let go of his spiritual world, so that he could have the previous terrifying scenes.

At that time, he endured the extreme pain for more than 30 days. Now Jing Jiu wanted to do the same thing in one sentence?

"Okay." Xilai suddenly said, raising his teacup to drink.

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...

A cup of tea leaves the troubles of the present world and enters the world of consciousness.

What caught my eye was a thick fog, probably the archipelago in the South China Sea.

Jing Jiu didn't want to look back at Xilai's childhood memories, and he might see some mental trauma, but what does that have to do with him, and said, "Where is it?"

Xilai waved his hand to dispel the thick fog in front of him, looked at the innocent children on the beach with some reluctance, and said, "Follow me."

Leaving the South China Sea Islands, taking a broken boat that was faster than light, he saw a small fishing village when he landed.

Everyone in the small fishing village died later.

Then they went to the West Sea, looked at countless heavy tides, the traces left by the banished immortal turned east and came to a wasteland.

This place is extremely desolate, with no trace of green, and there is no puddle.

Xilai sighed and said with emotion: "It is said that in the eyes of our immortals, the world is just a matter of time, but how many people can really see it with their own eyes?"

Jing Jiu said: "You can imagine that, for example, in a hundred years, this place will become a river."

As soon as his voice fell, a large crack broke open on the wasteland ground, and countless springs gushed out, filling in an instant, turning into a big river.

"This is not the power of time, it is you cheating." Xilai said with a wry smile.

Jing Jiu said: "We are also part of the time."

At the end of that river is the most secret and important place in the spiritual world coming to the west.

If there is a brand of thought, it should be there, but that brand has been integrated with the spiritual world from the west and he cannot discover it himself.

Jing Jiu thought about the form of the imprint that would appear in the spiritual world from the west. It might be a bronze door, an oil lamp, or a sword, but he didn't expect that the imprint of the imprint that thought would be a person.

A young Taoist priest was sitting on the shore fishing, and his Taoist robe turned out to be red.

The red color is extremely conspicuous in the desolate world.

"You shouldn't be here."

The young Taoist priest raised his head and looked at Jing Jiu and said.

Seeing this scene, Jing Jiu thought of his senior brother, and then felt very bored and a little angry.
Chapter completed!