All they knew was that the Snow Girl was in grave danger at the moment.
Zhao Layue was certain that the danger was the method god used to control the Snow Girl.
Jing Jiu was the only one who could vaguely guess where the danger came from, but he didn't know that it came from this black obelisk.
Otherwise, he would be certain that he was right after seeing the black gem in the small hollow ball made of golden threads.
The robot walked over along with the heavy footsteps.
Shen Yunmai looked down at Shen Aoyama from the control room. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Are you my father?"
Zhuo Rusui came over while supporting Liu Shisui. He happened to hear the question and asked reflexively, "Is the little frog looking for his father?"
"What is it?" asked Liu Shisui.
"It's a fairy tale from the childhood of the human civilization. The little frog in the fairy tale is very stupid," said Zhuo Rusui.
"I've read that book as well!" Shen Yunmai exclaimed angrily.
The robot reached out its remaining mechanical arm and reached between Shen Aoyama and Jing Jiu steadily.
He was probably the only person in the universe who dared get involved in the confrontation between the Grandmaster Aoyama and Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu didn't say anything.
The expression on Tong Yan's face changed a bit, wondering why he trusted him so much.
Shen Aoyama put the hollow ball made of golden threads on the mechanical arm.
The mechanical arm rose up slowly and steadily and arrived outside the control room.
Shen Yunmai looked at it for a long time with a serious expression.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm" in an attempt to urge him.
"I don't know what you want, and I don't think you know it either. But I think it's this. I've never seen such a perfect craftsmanship. It's simply art … "
Shen Yunmai said excitedly, "What I'm talking about is the art of cutting the gem inside, not the small ball on the outside. The formation attached to the small ball is indeed marvelous, but it's obvious that it's a craftsmanship of Chaotian. It should be made by the old man himself, and its level is much lower than that of the black gem."
"Ada!" Jing Jiu yelled.
Zhuo Rusui supported Liu Shisui and walked over. Where was Ada hiding now?
A pile of sand in the coconut grove suddenly dispersed. Ah Da flew over with a body full of misery and sand fragments.
Some of the sand fell on Shen Yunmai's face. He spat a few times.
The Heart-cleansing Bell tied around Ada's neck swayed gently, producing a clear and melodious sound. Countless breeze-like auras fell on the hollow golden ball, wrapping it up in the most gentle way and pulling it to the top of its head.
Cold Cicada, who had been hiding in the cat's ear, crawled out gingerly.
Cold Cicada didn't even dare take a look at Shen Aoyama on the ground, as it held the gold-threaded ball tightly in its bosom.
Jing Jiu glanced at Ada.
Ah Da understood. He flew up and turned into a white cloud in the sky.
The next moment, the white cloud broke through the atmosphere and flew toward the sun.
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A gentle breeze caressed the beach.
The wind could not blow away the confusion in everyone's hearts.
They didn't understand why the Great Grandmaster agreed to Jing Jiu's condition.
Even Liu Shisui, who did it himself, didn't understand, thinking that his Young Master would never make a mistake.
What was on the Great Grandmaster's mind?
"What do you think?" asked Shen Aoyama while looking at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu said, "It's simple. She will give that thing to you, and you will give it up for her."
These two statements were the cause and effect.
The cause and effect was the connection between all things.
In the words of a child, if you treat me well, I'll treat you well.
If you treat me badly, I'll be in a bad mood.
In the words of an adult, if you give me a scarf with a hundred butterflies, I'll give you an owl.
If you love me, I'll love someone else.
The cause and effect were as simple as that.
The more important the object as the medium was, the more powerful the cause and effect between the two of them would be, and it would be difficult to separate them.
The hollow golden ball could decide the life and death of the Snow Girl, so it was of course the most important object in the universe.
The cause and effect between Shen Aoyama and the young girl were extremely powerful.
"All feelings and emotions are actually a matter of thermodynamics. For example, the total quantity in an isolated system remains constant." Jing Jiu continued, "As long as the Snow Girl is alive, I can guarantee that she won't die. It's the same principle."
"What kind of nonsense is this? It actually sounds a little interesting," Ye Zichen said.
Shen Yunmai looked at the feeble Jing Jiu in the wheelchair, his face full of admiration. "You'll win when the Snow Girl comes over and kills my old man, right? Is this what you call winning without doing anything? "
Zhuo Rusui corrected him, "We won."
Shen Yunmai didn't like his other self, and he was very dissatisfied with the fact that Jing Jiu had lived on the ancestral planet for such a long time and had read fairy tales. He looked at Shen Aoyama and said, "Why did you agree with him?"
It was because of Hua Xi that the Great Grandmaster agreed to Jing Jiu's condition.
Shen Yunmai was even more dissatisfied when he thought of Hua Xi from Zhuo Rusui. "Who on earth is your son?" he asked sourly.
No one expected Hua Xi to have such a strong opinion.
Normally, she should have thanked Shen Aoyama if she hadn't been moved to tears. However, she looked at him expressionlessly and asked in a deep voice, "How did you become such a stupid person?"
She was the only ordinary person on the beach.
Yet, her demeanor was more haughty than anyone else's.
"His Majesty has been disabled, and so has that dog."
Shen Aoyama looked at her and explained patiently, "Even if they are brought back by that white cat, the current situation can't be changed. I'll kill all of them. Wait a little longer."
Hua Xi pursed her lips and ignored him. She went to the seaside by herself.
The gentle waves washed away the floating sand, revealing some shells and stones.
She picked up her skirt and squatted down, starting to pick up the shells with her remaining hand.
It was a beautiful scene, but her small face was a bit pale. It was unclear whether it was because of the pain of losing her arm or some other reason.
She suddenly saw a small black stone, and her eyes lit up.
It was a stone dropped by the moon and burned and disintegrated in the atmosphere. Its edges were a bit sharp like a knife.
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…
Hearing the conversation between the Grandmaster and Hua Xi, the crowd realized that the Dead Dog had gone to the center of the formation and was probably trying to rescue the Snow Girl. They couldn't help but feel worried.
What worried them more was the statement of the Grandmaster: "I'll kill all of them."
It was true that the deal had been reached, but the war was not over yet.
Would the Patriarch be able to kill all these people here?
"What do you think?"
Tong Yan had been reticent since she came to the ancestral planet. It was not until now that she made the first comment.
Peng Lang and Zhao Layue looked at Liu Shisui. He was the only one who had fought against the Grandmaster.
Liu Shisui's clothes were tattered, and a piece of his hair on his temples was burned by his own devil fire. He looked like a beggar who had just escaped from a burning temple. He said honestly, "If I were to risk my life … I'd probably lose my life."
Tong Yan said to Peng Lang, "Unless you have a new understanding, or there is a glimmer of hope for you."
As the strongest swordsman in Chaotian, he was the last hope for the crowd.
Peng Lang said modestly, "I've sensed the sword work of the Grandmaster for many days in the Sword Formation of the solar system. The Grandmaster's sword work is unfathomable. Even if I cultivated for another two hundred years, I'd still be no match for one of his fingers."
Zhuo Rusui exclaimed angrily, "It's not the time to be modest!"
Shen Yunmai yelled almost at the same time, "Why are you being modest?!"
The two of them eyed each other, as if they were looking at a mirror.
Shen Yunmai suddenly thought of another important figure, feeling hopeful. "Where is the Immortal Tan?" he asked Tong Yan.
If the Immortal Tan hadn't waited for two years and broken the moon, they wouldn't have been able to reach the ancestral planet.
Where was the Immortal Tan? If he participated in the war, would he be able to turn the situation around?
Tong Yan remained silent. He grew up on Cloud-Dream Mountain, so he knew the Immortal Tan very well. The fact that the Immortal didn't stay here indicated that he didn't have a favorable view of the upcoming situation. The reason why he didn't have a favorable view of the situation was also clear.
It was a problem that hadn't been resolved since the very beginning.
And it was a problem that everybody avoided talking about on purpose.
Jing Jiu could be controlled by the Inherited Heaven Sword at any moment.
When the Grandmaster held the All in One Sword in his hand, who in this universe could be his equal?
Even if the Snow Girl wasn't wounded, she might not be able to defeat him.
Even though he avoided talking about it, it didn't mean that he didn't know anything about it. Tong Yan's silence had influenced the others.
The atmosphere on the beach grew a bit depressing, even a bit desperate.
"Should we cancel the deal?" Zhuo Rusui said to Zhao Layue in a low voice after shooting a glance at Hua Xi, "How about we use this little girl to threaten the Grandmaster to let us leave the ancestral planet?"
Zhao Layue said after shooting a glance at the seashore, "He came here by himself; how could he leave?"
Zhuo Rusui followed her gaze and asked curiously, "What are they talking about?"
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According to the agreement between Jing Jiu and the Grandmaster Aoyama, they had to wait for Ada to go to the center of the formation and make sure that the Snow Girl and the Dead Dog were safe before they could eliminate the threat to Hua Xi. No matter how fast Ada could rise the clouds, it would take him some time to get to the other side of the sun and solve the complicated problem. These guys had nothing better to do than to chat with each other.
The coconut grove by the seashore was ruffled by the wind, and the scorching sunlight swallowed the incomplete moon. The sandy beach was as golden as gold, and the slanted shadows of two wheelchairs were cast by the sunlight. It was a good place to chat.
Shen Aoyama said while looking at the distant sun, "Everything is for the sake of the humans."
Leaning against the wheelchair weakly, Jing Jiu said, "I'm a human."
It was the nature of humans to repeat themselves.
This conversation had already taken place in the galaxy beyond the fog.
Shen Aoyama pulled back his gaze and said to Jing Jiu's pale face, "You're not qualified to represent the humans, because you're not a human."
Jing Jiu said, "I'm a human of a higher state."
Shen Aoyama said, "The Cultivators think of themselves as such, but it's nothing more than their vanity."
Jing Jiu said, "The two are not the same, you should understand what I mean."
Shen Aoyama asked, "If you believe that you're an Artificial Intelligence, why would you say that you're still a human?"
"An Artificial Intelligence is a natural evolution of human civilization in order to adapt to this universe and survive longer"
Jing Jiu said, "It's a kind of continuation."
Shen Aoyama said, "From a jellyfish to a human is also a kind of continuation. Are you a jellyfish?"
At this point, regardless of whether it was sophistry or not, it was hard to continue.
But Jing Jiu replied very quickly.
"I'm a part of human civilization. Human civilization originated from the Homeworld, and all life on the Homeworld since ancient times are me."
— — regardless of whether it was a jellyfish or a fish, a cockroach or a rat, a lion or a tiger, an oak tree or a flower, they could all go extinct. As long as he was alive, or any other life that originated from this planet was still alive, this thread of life would not be broken, and it would continue to move forward along the line of time.
Existence was the highest principle of all life.
The sea breeze lightly brushed the surface of the water, bringing a bit of moisture to the surface of the cracked coconut shells.
These dew droplets were quickly dried up by the intense sunlight.
It was only because life was so fragile that it would continue to evolve in order to survive longer in the endless void of space.
Jing Jiu felt that he was the most perfect product of humanity's evolution to this day.
Which meant that he was humanity itself, as well as all life on the Homeworld.
Shen Aoyama replied: "Even if the ultimate goal of evolution is to be pursued, that person should be Ping Yong-ka, not you"
"You know his origin, he isn't related to humanity at all, at most, he was just a bit influenced" Jing Jiu didn't wait for him to say anything and continued: "That's not important, do you know why I was wary of you before I ascended?"
"It's not that hard to deduce, I just didn't want to do anything"
Shen Aoyama replied: "Could it be because the me in the portrait was too serious and boring?"
This joke was truly boring. Jing Jiu didn't laugh, saying, "I've been the playmate of the All in One since I was little, and we Cultivated together. He once told me what kind of person you were, and I didn't like that kind of person. I had spent a great deal of effort to find a way to ascend with him, but he suddenly ran away. Later, I realized that he was afraid of meeting you after he ascended. "
"So?" pressed Shen Aoyama.
Jing Jiu said, "He's still in Chaotian because he's afraid of you. But I hope he can come to this vast world to have a look, so I promised him one thing. "
"Oh, that's why," said Shen Aoyama.
Jing Jiu said, "That's right. Even if you didn't kill me, I would have killed you."
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(As soon as I got up at noon, I saw the WeChat message sent by Teacher Jiang at three o 'clock in the morning, saying that the path to heaven is filled with silver. I opened the Qidian bookstore in a cute and ignorant manner, but I didn't know where it was even after scrolling through it for a long time. In the end, it was Haitang who found it. Thank you, Student C. Like I said before, it's really unnecessary. Ahhhh, thanks to your support over the years, I'm not short of money, and I don't have any expensive expenses. I think I have enough money to spend for the rest of my life. I'm grateful for the subscription, but I don't need the tips. I want to thank Student C. and all the students who have tipped me before because I didn't want them to do so. Thank you. Besides, why did Teacher Jiang send the message at three o 'clock in the morning? It was because he went to bed before eight o 'clock every night and got up at three o' clock to write his story … What a formidable doctor friend! His "Doctor Without Sleep" is published. It has a similar style to the previous live broadcast of the surgery. If you are interested, you can check it out!)
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