Jing Jiu thought that he could convince Hua Xi and that person behind her, and then solve all the problems smoothly.
Those problems included the mental control of Jian Xilai, the imprisonment of Shen Yunmai, and everything else he would have to face.
Jian Xilai would arrive in an hour and a half, and General Li would arrive in two days, so he had enough time.
The situation on the Main Planet was a bit unstable. The Ran Clan and other clans had voiced their opinions thanks to the explosion of the resort planet, and even the Hua Clan had taken a stand. It would take some time for General Li to deal with those problems, but he didn't want to kill everybody. Of course, he could solve those problems easily.
Jing Jiu came back to the room at the head of the battleship. The space outside the window was still as dark as ever, devoid of any light.
He wondered if this place would be illuminated after those permanent stars were ignited.
"What are you preparing for?" Hua Xi asked, "In the story you wrote, you Cultivation practitioners should avoid getting involved in the cause-and-effect."
Standing before the window and looking at the battleships hidden in the darkness, Jing Jiu said nothing.
He had felt something was out of place many days ago.
It was not the day when the space crack appeared on the resort planet, the day when the Huangyu No. 3 Planet attacked, the day when he arrived at the 857 Base, the day when he talked to General Li on the Land of the South Pole on the Main Planet, and the day when he met the Immortal Chi Song and his battleship in the Haiyin Nebula. It was much earlier.
It was the day when he woke up in the underground laboratory on the Stargate and came to the Mingsheng Neighborhood. He saw the TV screen and the news in that apartment building.
Since that day, he had felt something was out of place. Everything felt unreal, making him feel a bit uneasy.
The figures in the Heavenly Arrival State could sense the changes of heaven and earth and could almost predict them, not to mention that he was now an ascended fairy man. The problem was the world after ascension. This vast universe was almost infinite, so the sense was not accurate anymore. Moreover, there was a fog-like force blocking the path ahead, making it impossible for him to calculate the future changes clearly.
Someone made it hard for him to calculate the future, which was a problem in itself.
The fact that he couldn't calculate the future and the outcome didn't mean that he couldn't calculate the future. At least, he could see if the ground under his feet was even.
He had been meditating in the storeroom of the Scorching-Sun Battleship over the last few days, thinking about the plan to ignite the permanent stars while facing the Go pieces in the sky; but he spent most of his time calculating other things. It seemed that the person sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard was playing his Go pieces illogically. Neither Jian Xilai nor Shen Yunmai could figure out his purpose. Where should he place his Go pieces then?
In the end, he decided to go straight to the middle.
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A black warship slowly sailed out of the Scorpion Tail Nebula like a ghost, passed through a short-distance channel, and arrived near the galaxy beyond the fog.
A faint beam of sword light illuminated the universe for a moment, and there were some faint ripples like a tide.
The patterns on the surface of the kettle were also illuminated.
Hua Xi sat on the sofa in the corner with a doll in her arms, looking at the two of them.
Jing Jiu poured a cup of tea for Jian Xilai and said, "There is something wrong with your brain."
It was like opening the door to a bedroom and seeing a giant battleship the size of a mountain charging at them.
Jian Xilai held the teacup and looked at the clear tea in it. "Evidence," he said after a moment of silence.
With his voice, the room was filled with a mist-like aura. More than ten sword lights appeared on the huge window with the dark universe as the background.
A Sword Formation of Inherited Heaven took shape. At the same time, a great deal of information was transmitted to Jian Xilai's awareness through his spiritual awareness.
It took Jian Xilai a short time to read all the information. "Thank you," he said to Jing Jiu earnestly.
Jian Xilai looked so miserable in those scenes that anybody would feel angry or even break down; but he was as calm as ever.
"You said that you knew everything that had happened to you the other day. It looks like you're telling the truth."
Jing Jiu was not surprised. Since General Li intended to subdue Jian Xilai, he wouldn't leave any loopholes.
Jian Xilai said, "I know you mean well and want me to wake up; but I'm awake."
Jing Jiu didn't finish his sentence, but asked directly, "Does it hurt?"
He was asking about the physical and mental pain Jian Xilai had suffered from since he came to the lab on the mining planet.
The sense of pain was a defense mechanism generated by the nervous system to protect the whole body. This mechanism would weaken gradually when the Cultivation practitioners started to strengthen their bodies, but it would grow stronger as their Cultivation state increased. Even though the bodies tempered by the fairy energy of the ascendants were no longer mortal bodies, they still retained the corresponding senses, and their senses were many times more sensitive than those of mortals. In other words, when the fairy men could feel pain, it would be many times more painful than that of mortals.
Jian Xilai didn't want to recall that period of time, so he uttered "hmm" briefly.
"Is it humiliating?" Jing Jiu asked.
Being treated like a lab rat or a frog by the military technicians would be a humiliation for any mortal, to say nothing of the fairy men.
Jian Xilai said, "As long as I know all this, I can accept it."
"Why can you accept it?" asked Jing Jiu.
"The seventh and the thirty-seventh sect masters of Aoyama are both dead."
Jian Xilai continued, "If the humans want to survive this war, they have to sacrifice themselves. I don't think I'm an exception. After all, I'm not you. "
This was what Ceng Ju meant.
Jing Jiu said, "That man of the West Ocean doesn't believe in the word 'sacrifice', at least he won't allow it to happen to him."
"It's because the West Ocean is too small, and Chaotian is too small for us to get out. But the universe is too vast, and we have nowhere to go, so we need a place to stay. The reason is simple. The farmers will save some firewood and repair the houses during the winter break. When the wild animals come down the mountain, they will fight them with the steel forks. Of course, they are afraid of death, but it's because they don't want to die that they don't fear death. "
Jian Xilai asked Jing Jiu while holding the teacup in his hand, "Similarly, you've changed a lot since you came to this world. For instance, you care about my life and death now."
"I don't care about it," said Jing Jiu.
He didn't do all this to save Jian Xilai, at least not all of them.
He, the Immortal Tan, Jian Xilai and Cao Yuan should be counted as one of the ascendants who had left Chaotian.
It was rare in the history of Chaotian that a few ascendants had appeared consecutively in such a short period of time; in fact, it had never happened before.
On a deeper level, it was because of Jing Jiu's existence.
It was natural for him to feel a sense of closeness to these guys, the same way he felt to those little guys who were still in Chaotian.
This was the instinct of the intelligent beings, so he didn't have to overcome it. As such, he didn't overcome it.
However, he wasn't willing to risk his life for these people.
However, he had sensed something was out of place after he came to this world, and the light crane brought him the news of Shen Yunmai a few days ago …
The path toward heaven was toward heaven, and they all walked their own paths. The more people on his side, the better.
The saying that those who achieved the Dao would receive more help was just another way of saying that those who received more help would achieve the Dao.
As for whether he would be affected by more karma as Hua Xi said, he didn't care much about it. He had a brand new understanding of karma after he was reborn and embarked on the path of Cultivation.
It couldn't be cut off, and it was messy; it couldn't be avoided.
"Now that the Immortal doesn't care about it, why are you telling me all this?" Jian Xilai said with a bitter smile.
Jing Jiu said, "You said the other day that you wanted me to wake you up when I needed you."
Jian Xilai said with a smile, "Immortal, just pretend that I'm sleeping."
Jing Jiu said, "Those who sleep will dream. I'd like to go into your dream to have a look."
Hearing this, Jian Xilai fell silent for a long time. It was because he understood that Jing Jiu intended to enter his spiritual world.
This was tantamount to opening up his spiritual world to the other party, which was an extremely dangerous thing to do.
It would be fine if he were an ordinary person, but Jing Jiu's spiritual awareness was so powerful that he could kill him easily with a single thought.
From the mining planet to the laboratory of the military base, the subordinates of General Li had employed countless methods to force him to give up resisting and open up his spiritual world. As a result, the dreadful scenes had occurred.
He had endured the extreme pain for more than thirty days at the time. Now, Jing Jiu wanted to achieve the same result.
"Okay," Jian Xilai suddenly said, raising the teacup and emptying it.
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After drinking a cup of tea, Jing Jiu left the troubles in the human world and entered the world of awareness.
What he saw was a patch of thick fog, which must be the islands in the South Ocean.
Jing Jiu didn't want to look back at Jian Xilai's childhood memories because he might see some mental trauma, but it had nothing to do with him. "Where is it?" he asked.
Jian Xilai waved his hand to disperse the thick fog in front of him. He glanced at the innocent children on the beach reluctantly, saying, "Come with me."
They left the islands in the South Ocean and boarded a shabby boat that traveled faster than the speed of light. As soon as they got ashore, they saw a small fishing village.
All the people in the small fishing village had died later on.
Next, they went to the West Ocean. After taking a look at the countless tides and the traces left by the disgraced fairy man, they turned eastward and came to a barren plain.
This place was exceedingly barren, devoid of any green traces or puddles.
Jian Xilai remarked sentimentally, "It's said that in the eyes of us fairy men, the changes in the world are nothing special; but how many of us can actually witness it with our own eyes?"
Jing Jiu said, "It's conceivable that this place will become a river one hundred years later."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a large crack appeared on the ground of the barren plain. Countless springs gushed out and filled the crack instantly, turning it into a large river.
"This is not the power of time. You are cheating," Jian Xilai said with a bitter smile.
Jing Jiu said, "We are also a part of time."
The end of the river was the most secretive and important place in Jian Xilai's spiritual world.
If there was an imprint of thought, it should be there. However, the imprint had merged with Jian Xilai's spiritual world, so he couldn't discover it himself.
Jing Jiu had thought about how the imprint would appear in Jian Xilai's spiritual world; it could be a bronze gate, an oil lamp, or a sword; but he didn't expect the imprint to be a person.
A young Daoist priest was fishing by the shore, wearing a red Daoist robe.
The red color was rather eye-catching in the barren world.
"You shouldn't come here."
The young Daoist priest lifted his head and said to Jing Jiu.
Seeing this scene, Jing Jiu thought of his Big Brother, and then he felt bored and angry.
The other person was not Taiping Zhenren, but his Great Grandmaster, the Immortal Chunyang.
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