Jing Jiu didn't mind the unpleasant smell on this middle-aged professor, and he didn't block his senses either.
He respected both Yimaozhai and this person.
Ceng Ju was the seventh house master of Yimaozhai.
He was the most respected Sage in the history of Chaotian. He had a noble character, an extraordinary bearing, and a caring heart, even better than Bu Qiuxiao. He had ascended more than seven thousand years ago.
It was said that the first grandmaster of the Guocheng Temple founded the Zen sect after receiving his instruction.
Jing Jiu recognized him because of the game "The Path Toward Heaven".
In the game, Ceng Ju had stayed in the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor for too long, which triggered the calculation program he had set up and was selected by the big data processing system.
As Jing Jiu and General Li conversed in the Art Gallery of the South Pole on the Main Planet, Ran Handong was certain that Ceng Ju and another ascendant were monitoring them outside the atmosphere. Then, he left with the fleet. He should have come to the Sea of Dark Matter.
Jing Jiu felt surprised, as he didn't expect the other party to appear in front of him so easily.
Ceng Ju didn't expect the other party to know him, shooting a glance at Shen Yunmai.
Shen Yunmai exclaimed with raised eyebrows, "Don't look at me like that! I'm not your student! I didn't say anything! "
He was the son of the grandmaster of Aoyama, and his Cultivation state was not inferior to these ascendants. As such, he didn't show any courtesy to the likes of General Li and Ceng Ju.
Ceng Ju smiled and asked Jing Jiu, "Immortal, you said it was early. When did you think you could see me?"
"When we fight."
It was true that Jing Jiu didn't have the habit of lying, except when it was unnecessary to do so. He had prepared for the worst during the trip to the 857 base. Unexpectedly, one of the opponents he had prepared had already appeared in front of him before he could put the things he had prepared to use to use.
Ceng Ju understood what Jing Jiu meant, saying, "Any schemes and fights caused by different paths are a foolish waste of resources under the circumstances."
The Sages, the ascendants, and that person were all the wisest and most outstanding beings in the world.
They could of course figure it out and ensure that the human society wouldn't go astray. The problem was that in human history, the divergence of paths was often forcefully bestowed with some sacred meaning on a spiritual level, which then led to unimaginably stupid consequences.
"The shamans and the Union Government share the same goal as us."
Ceng Ju said, "The Sea of Dark Matter and those monsters don't have self-awareness, and they won't accept the surrender of the humans. This is our greatest fortune."
This sentence was very realistic, so it was very real.
If the Sea of Dark Matter were the evil empire depicted in the literature and art, the human civilization would have been in a state of internal strife since the ancient times and would have disintegrated and destroyed itself before the arrival of the enemy.
Jing Jiu understood this when he was at the hot spring, which was why he accepted General Li's invitation to have a look.
This journey, as well as the studies he had done in the past few days, and the inspection work that followed were actually the inspection of him by General Li, Ceng Ju, and the other ascendants of the previous generation.
It was still an inspection.
He didn't like it.
Ceng Ju saw his displeasure and said, "This is the last time."
Jing Jiu asked, "Why?"
Ceng Ju let out a smile, saying nothing.
Hearing this, Shen Yunmai couldn't help but roll his eyes. Jing Jiu destroyed the battleship, killed the Immortal Chi Song, wounded him severely in the building of the military headquarters, and confronted General Li in the South Pole; it was all for the purpose of inspecting this matter. It was merely a trivial matter, and he didn't suffer any losses. Why did he keep mentioning it like a naggy aunt?
"I have another question," said Jing Jiu.
During the course of the study, he had raised many questions to the most outstanding specialists in various fields of human civilization. The last question he raised was what weapon the distant ancient civilization had used to destroy Planet 857. Ceng Ju was aware of this, saying, "There should be an answer to this question. General Li will tell you in person."
"What should we do next?" asked Jing Jiu.
This Saint had just joined hands with Shen Yunmai to fight against the nuclear fleet of the planet. He was severely wounded and had no time to treat his wounds, so he came to the 857 base to meet Jing Jiu. It must be an important matter.
"Though you don't like it, this inspection of you is over."
Ceng Ju continued while looking at Jing Jiu, "You'll see the real secret, and it might be the only answer for the humans."
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Secrets could be classified into many levels. The real secret needed more protection. When they walked out of the meeting room, they found that the research institute had been cleared. The laboratories on both sides of the passageway were sealed off from the outside. There was no one in the passageway, and all the monitoring devices had been disabled.
Shen Yunmai still wore an indifferent expression on his face. It seemed that he was not interested in the secret, or in other words, he didn't think highly of the plan the ascendants had worked so hard on for so many years.
There was a wall at the end of the alloy passageway. There was neither an elevator nor a spaceship behind the wall. There was only a dark and bottomless hole leading to the deeper part of the planet.
Ceng Ju jumped into the hole and soon disappeared.
"The old guys think this is the simplest and most effective safety measure. Nobody can pass through the underground passageway of several thousand miles except for themselves. You know, the deeper one goes into the center of the planet, the hotter it gets. The bodies of the local swordsmen haven't been tempered by the fairy energy, so they can't bear the heat. Moreover, there are some traps in the passageway that only the ascendants can understand."
Shen Yunmai continued in a mocking tone, "But I feel that they regard it as a rabbit hole in a fairy tale and think that they can find a beautiful new world after jumping into it."
Jing Jiu didn't like Shen Yunmai's sarcastic way of talking because Zhuo Rusui was too annoying. "You go first," he said.
Shen Yunmai complained, "You're as boring as my father. Are the people of the Aoyama Sect all so boring?"
"Let's go," said Jing Jiu.
Shen Yunmai felt that he didn't appreciate Jing Jiu as much as before, so he jumped into the hole.
Jing Jiu followed him.
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It was pitch-black in the passageway, devoid of any light. But it didn't take long for light to appear.
The shapeless barrier formed a transparent column. Countless streams of lava gushed out like tidewater and slapped on the outside of the column. It was a shocking scene.
Jing Jiu looked at the fiery red ocean of lava and sensed the warmth on the other side, feeling a sense of familiarity.
The lava in the mantle passed quickly, and the light disappeared again.
Jing Jiu didn't do anything. He just kept falling downward, following the guidance of gravity, into the seemingly endless darkness.
The shapeless barrier that formed the transparent wall was obviously a Taoist magic treasure. The passageway was filled with the wills of sword and the energy of talismans. Some of the talismans were still in the process of dispersing, which should be the means Ceng Ju used to clear the way.
As for the wills of sword, they must have been dispelled by Shen Yunmai. Judging from the fragments of sword breath that fell like pink raindrops, he had dispelled them perfectly.
Jing Jiu had to admit that this child's mastery of the Inherited Heaven Sword was better than his.
But it was nothing.
From Liu Ci to Mo Chi, Guo Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui, and Liu Shisui, many disciples of the Aoyama Sect had mastered the Inherited Heaven Sword better than Jing Jiu.
All of a sudden, light appeared in front of him again.
His line of sight passed through the transparent barrier and looked toward the source of light in the distance. He vaguely saw a large semicircular building. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it could easily withstand the high temperature and high pressure in this place. Countless energy nodes appeared in the compact geological structure, looking like stars. Energy fluctuations could be vaguely sensed from them.
It seemed that this was the super energy furnace left by the distant distant civilization. Those energy nodes indicated that wireless transmission was indeed the mainstream technical standard in those days.
The light disappeared again. Jing Jiu continued to fall downward. Gradually, he saw Shen Yunmai's white robe.
He didn't swing back and forth like a pendulum as depicted in the sci-fi novels. Relying on the formation, he stopped on a cliff somewhere.
He was in the center of the earth, but he couldn't feel the temperature and pressure that should be there. There was nothing special about the place as far as his sight could reach. The only peculiar scene was probably the floating stones outside the cliff.
There was a gate on the cliff. Ceng Ju pressed his palm on the bronze mirror beside the gate, and it sunk slightly.
Along with a heavy but smooth sound of friction, the gate opened slowly, revealing another deep and gloomy passageway.
There were many cells on both sides of the deep and gloomy passageway. The stone walls and the super-alloy doors were attached with electric currents, particle turbulence nets, and powerful formations.
Jing Jiu had never seen some of these formations before.
Jing Jiu thought of the Sword Jail at the bottom of the Shangde Peak.
The prisoners locked in these cells should be more formidable than those demons and devil men of the Underworld in the Sword Jail.
Ceng Ju walked toward the other end of the passageway. He didn't pay attention to the deathly stillness and destructive intent behind the alloy doors, nor did he give any introduction to Jing Jiu. He knew that Jing Jiu should be able to guess what was behind the doors. Without a doubt, the prisoners locked here were the beings infected by the darkness, namely, those formidable monsters.
Jing Jiu thought that the Dead Dog should like living here, because he hadn't eaten these new species yet.
And this passageway was very spacious, so it didn't feel like walking through a dog hole.
If the dangerous monsters were locked in the cells on both sides of the passageway, what was at the end of the passageway?
Jing Jiu followed the two of them to the end of the passageway. It didn't take long for him to walk out of the passageway and arrive at another platform on the cliff.
There was a large space in front of the platform on the cliff, filled with a faint gray fog.
No mountain peak could be seen intermittently in the fog.
A gust of wind blew over from somewhere, dispersing the fog and revealing a patch of starry sky.
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