It was an unreasonable statement no matter how one looked at it; but Ceng Ju had asked it, and the Joyous Monk had answered.
Even the figures in the Heavenly Arrival State could sense the secrets of heaven and earth, to say nothing of the fairy men who had ascended. Ceng Ju was a true sage, so he couldn't have made a wrong calculation.
No matter how absurd the deduction was, it must be correct as long as it could be deduced.
As such, Ceng Ju didn't ask why the Joyous Monk wanted to kill him and his master, but the Joyous Monk started his own narration.
"Regardless of whether it was the University of Stargate or any other university, the research of the professors and the conjectures they had reached were all correct. The mass and gravitational forces could easily be deduced that the world of dark matter occupies more than ninety percent of the world. As such, why do we think that the world we live in is the real world? It's evident that the Sea of Dark Matter is the real main world. "
Ceng Ju had heard many similar theories and deductions, but his countenance remained calm, not in a hurry to refute.
"The warped hole might be the wormhole in the dam of the main world, and the Sea of Dark Matter might be the river water on the other side of the dam. No matter what, we and the world we live in are not important; it is merely a space hidden in the darkness. When we dig a hole in the main world and try to find a shortcut, how can we prevent the river water from rushing over?"
The Joyous Monk continued, "When the flood comes over, we, the ants living in the dark and gloomy cave, can work enthusiastically and struggle fearlessly; but how can we resist the flood? You have seen it over the years. The universe we live in is full of holes, and it's impossible to repair them. Even if a large amount of energy is used to repair the holes by tearing down the walls, it can only delay the process. What's the point of doing so? "
Lying in the medical cabin, the Fairy Sword Ensheng heard the conversation in the distance. He raised his eyebrows slightly and tossed the green magic pill into his mouth. He chewed it up like a bean and swallowed it down. "If I hadn't seen you destroy the One of Dark Ones, I would have thought that you were going to surrender," he said in a deep voice.
"Surrendering is not so hard to understand. Those mother nests were too powerful, especially the Virgin. Even with Jingyang's innate talent, he had almost died in front of it. How many times could I block it? You should be well aware that those mother nests are the collection of spores and the work of the monsters, and the foundation of those in the dark is the ancient gods and giants in Chaotian. Those beings are more powerful than the human Cultivation practitioners, but they still succumbed to the destructive will of the Sea of Dark Matter and became eternal statues. The Rosefinch was the only one who chose to burn himself and perish together with the Sea of Dark Matter. "
Happy Monk looked into Ceng Ju's eyes and asked, "Where does our self-confidence come from?"
The medical area was very quiet. Only the faint humming of the medical equipment hanging on the ceiling could be heard. It felt like the background noise of the universe.
The Fairy Sword Ensheng closed his eyes, feeling the power of the green magic pill spreading in his body and feeling the fairy energy filling up his body. The mechanical arm on the left side of his body was so quiet that it seemed to have run out of energy, and the sword wills had begun to accumulate between the fingers of his right hand. He told the Happy Monk that if he hadn't seen him destroy the One of Dark Ones, he would have thought that he was going to surrender. There was a deeper meaning in this statement; otherwise, why would he take the opportunity to swallow the magic pill?
The low and deep noise of the medical equipment suddenly disappeared. It was because the whole medical area was isolated by a formation. Ensheng opened his eyes slowly and took out a tube of medicine from the side wall of the medical cabin. He broke his neck and brought it to his nose to sniff it deeply. A moment later, a devilish green glow came out from the deep end of his eyes. He felt much better and even a bit excited. He slowly sat up in the medical cabin and reached out to recall the shuttle-like fairy sword. Looking at the back of the Happy Monk, he said, "I don't want to set myself up as a statue. I just want to burn to my heart's content like the Vermilion Bird."
The Happy Monk didn't turn around. He said in an emotionless voice, "The medicine you're taking now is developed by Shen Yunmai. It's useless except that it can make people lose their minds, and it can't help you kill me."
According to the moral standards of human society, using this kind of illegal medicine was certainly not a good thing. But for people like Shen Yunmai and the Fairy Sword Ensheng, the ordinary moral laws were not applicable.
The Happy Monk didn't care about this, and he knew he couldn't convince this loyal follower of the Grandmaster of Aoyama. He just stared at Ceng Ju's eyes. Ceng Ju looked at the Fairy Sword Ensheng in the medical cabin and said softly, "You're too badly injured. You'd better take a rest first. I'll deal with the things here."
The Fairy Sword Ensheng lay back in the medical cabin and said, "You and your disciple should deal with your own affairs. Call me when you want to fight."
The Happy Monk didn't turn his head around. He continued to say to Ceng Ju, "The embankment is one thousand miles long, but it's not the surging river outside, but the endless ocean. It's meaningless for us to stay on the embankment and guard the wheat fields behind. We have to solve the problem from the root. "
After a moment of silence, Ceng Ju said, "I understand what you mean. But the rules of the two worlds are completely different, and we can't communicate or even perceive each other. As such, we can't negotiate, and you can't even surrender even if you want to."
The Happy Monk said, "We, the ascendants who have ascended in the past, have been influenced by Shen Aoyama either actively or passively, so we can't think out of our fixed way of thinking. As such, I went to Zhao Layue first and told her my idea … I think the Queen is in the Sea of Dark Matter, and I want to find her."
The expression on Ceng Ju's face changed slightly. "I understand now," he said. "But the Snow Girl is nevertheless a life created by the humans. Can she communicate with that world?"
The Happy Monk shook his head and said, "Everybody thinks that the Queen is created by that god, or is she the spirit of the treasure in Chaotian; but I know her very well, and I can vaguely sense that she can perceive and even control the dark energy."
The Fairy Swordsman En Sheng couldn't help but say in the medical cabin, "Don't always feel it yourself."
The Happy Monk had finally turned around and said calmly while looking at the medical cabin, "Have you ever thought of a possibility? Is the laboratory in Chaotian trying to produce human swordsmen like us, or is it that god is trying to cultivate a being who can connect the two universes? "
No more sound came out in the medical cabin. It was evident that this inference was beyond the imagination of the Fairy Swordsman En Sheng, but it was persuasive to him.
Ceng Ju asked, "Even so, how can you be sure that the Snow Girl is willing to help the humans? How can she stop the spreading of the Sea of Dark Matter? "
The Happy Monk said, "I've already made many plans, and different responses will be taken in different situations. In fact, I've thought about this for many years, but I can't figure out how the Queen can leave Chaotian. Now that she is here, I have to give it a try."
Ceng Ju said while staring into his eyes, "I've vaguely guessed some of your plans, but it means that we have to put the future of the humans in her hands. Are you sure this is reasonable?"
The Happy Monk said, "Why is it unreasonable? The Queen is the being of the highest state in Chaotian, so she should be in charge of everything. "
Looking at him, Ceng Ju displayed a complicated emotion in his eyes. "Back then, you had resisted the wind and snow alone for many years and made a great contribution to the humans, but you were still subdued by her in the end. From this point of view, you are not as good as Cao Yuan."
The Happy Monk didn't show any displeasure, saying calmly, "I think Cao Yuan and I have the same opinion in some aspects."
Ceng Ju said, "Nobody will agree with your plan."
The Fairy Swordsman En Sheng raised his hand from the medical cabin. He didn't agree with the Happy Monk's plan; it was because the mechanical arm pointed the middle finger at him.
The immortals who had ascended had unparalleled wisdom. Ceng Ju and He En Sheng had guessed his plan through a few words from the Happy Monk: to find the Snow Girl, help her become the king of the Sea of Dark Matter, and then surrender to her. In his eyes, this plan was crazy and absurd, and utterly inexplicable.
The Happy Monk said calmly, "If Jing Jiu died, Zhao Layue and the others would find a way to kill Shen Aoyama, and these young people wouldn't care about the lives of humans anymore. The computer would be replaced by a new system. Who would be able to stop me then?"
Ceng Ju said, "I'm your only obstacle, so you have to kill me ahead of time."
The Happy Monk said, "Yes. I came up with this plan last year when I saw Li Chunyang and Jian Xilai die one after another in the galaxy beyond the fog. You have to die first."
The Fairy Swordsman En Sheng's mechanical arm was still raised. He knocked on the side panel of the medical cabin with his middle finger, making a thudding sound, indicating that he had to kill himself first if he wanted to carry out this crazy plan.
The Happy Monk said calmly, "If you weren't injured, it would be troublesome to deal with you; but you can't do it now."
The Fairy Swordsman En Sheng pulled back his middle finger, clenching his mechanical arm into a fist to express his anger.
"Master, you're not my equal, even though I'm injured," the Happy Monk continued while looking at Ceng Ju.
Ceng Ju counted with his fingers.
A helpless smile appeared on his face.
Yes, although he was the seventh Sage of Yimaozhai and the Happy Monk's Master, he was still no match for the Happy Monk.
The Happy Monk was very knowledgeable and had studied the Taoist methods of various sects. He even knew a thing or two about the sword style of Aoyama. He had countless magic skills and was the founder of a sect.
The Man in Darkness could force Jing Jiu to almost fall into a deep sleep, but he couldn't pose a fatal threat to Jing Jiu.
"Are we going to do it now?" asked Ceng Ju.
The Happy Monk said, "Of course not. I still hope I can persuade you."
Ceng Ju said, "You should know very well that people like you and I who can reflect on ourselves and argue back are hard to be persuaded by others."
"Everyone has only one life. No matter how long the Yuanying can float and how many years the Sword Ghost can hide, there is only one life after all. Today I didn't kill you, which means I've given you a second life. Please think about what I've said seriously. "
The Happy Monk got up and called for the Grand Nirvana. He walked toward the outside of the medical area, saying, "Of course, there is another reason why I didn't kill you today. This space crack is too troublesome. I'm going to surrender in order to survive. I don't want any more human beings to die. "
Ceng Ju knew that he meant what he said. "Where are you going now?" he asked the Happy Monk while looking at his back.
Now that the Happy Monk had told them his thoughts and future plans, and he didn't kill them to silence them, how could he still live among the ascendants and in the human world?
"I'm going to carry out the first half of my plan. I hope you can finish the second half after thinking it through."
The Happy Monk said, "I'm going to the Sea of Dark Matter to find the Snow Girl and draw the monsters over there away … If there are other Man in Darkness, I'll take them with me. You don't have to worry about it. Just stay here and melt the space crack as soon as possible."
"Not bad." The praise of the Fairy Swordsman En Sheng broke out in the medical cabin. He raised his thumb high in the mechanical hand he was holding.
"It's very dangerous," said Ceng Ju.
"I've done it many times in Chaotian back then, so I'm familiar with it," said the Happy Monk.
Ceng Ju asked, "What if you can't find the way back from the Sea of Dark Matter?"
The Happy Monk said, "I won't go too far … Besides, Master, you don't know that I have a lot of experience in this regard."
Ceng Ju said, "I have to remind you that since Jing Jiu didn't wake up that day and didn't die, the Snow Girl might be by his side."
Now that the Snow Girl was by Jing Jiu's side, she wouldn't be by the Sea of Dark Matter.
"If the Queen is still in the human society, why can't we find her?" asked the Happy Monk.
Ceng Ju said, "It's hard to find a being of such a high state as the Snow Girl if she is determined to hide."
The Happy Monk said, "Like I said, I'm familiar with her and I know her very well. Why would she hide?"
What he said showed a strong self-confidence.
It was the confidence he had in the Snow Girl.
Ceng Ju didn't know what to say. He came to the door of the medical area and saw the Happy Monk out.
Jiang Zhixing and the other officers were waiting in the medical area. They didn't know that a war between the cocoon breakers had almost broken out behind the door.
The Happy Monk walked to the railing of the covered bridge and looked down at the scene below.
The light battleship had been fully opened and merged with the Scorching-Sun Battleship. Thousands of officers and soldiers on the battleship were busy in their respective positions, and some of the soldiers on duty were resting in the living quarters in the distance. The researchers from the 857 Base were doing constant tests and calculations on the data models of the corrosive space cracks, cursing and quarreling with each other from time to time.
The fragrances of various beverages and the human smells had just emerged in the spacious space of the battleship when they were cleaned by the automatic air exchange system. Yet, the world inside the battleship still had a smell, which was the smell of living beings.
Looking at these scenes and sensing these smells, the Happy Monk's face, which was full of golden cracks, revealed an expression of joy and admiration, his eyes full of genuine passion. Then, he nodded to Ceng Ju in greeting and disappeared like a breeze.
Jiang Zhixing and the other officers knew that the young monk in the frock was a true swordsman of the starry sky, but they were still startled and looked around subconsciously. Suddenly, someone saw a clear and short line on the light screen and yelled, "Over there!"
Hundreds of battleships formed a complete monitoring system. The picture zoomed in quickly, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battleship could see it clearly.
The handsome young monk was barefoot, standing on a huge metal plate and approaching the space crack at a high speed.
There was no wind in the universe, but the tattered monk's robe fluttered gently, giving off an otherworldly feeling.
"What is he going to do?"
"Interception request!"
"Interception request!"
Countless chaotic voices rang out in the communication system of the fleet, and dozens of authorization requests and requests for instructions appeared in the command system.
As the commander with the highest authority, Ceng Ju ignored the voices and requests for instructions. All he did was look at the scene on the light screen in Silence.
Gradually, the astonished screams stopped, and the requests for instructions didn't happen again.
The officers and soldiers on the Scorching-Sun Battleship were so shocked that they stopped what they were doing; even the researchers of the 857 Base stopped arguing.
The planet was still ablaze. It was unclear how many years it would take for it to become the Dream Fire Industrial Base again and continue contributing to the human society.
The young monk stepped on the metal plate and arrived on the surface of the planet. He flew to the front of the space crack along the great rift valley in the lava.
Without hesitation or hesitation, nor did he turn his head around to take a look at the universe, he flew over there. … …
It was quiet on the Scorching-Sun Battleship.
The captain of the battleship, Jiang Zhixing, murmured after a long moment of silence, "Does he know where it is?"
"He of course knows it is the Hell," said Ceng Ju.
The Sea of Dark Matter was on the other side of the space crack, which was the Hell for the humans. Since he knew it, why would he go there?
It was quiet in the living quarters as well. The researchers of the 857 Base suddenly felt tired and didn't want to quarrel any longer. They returned to their workstations and started to check their mathematical models in silence.
The middle-aged researcher with a dark skin, wearing a gray checkered shirt, turned around and headed toward a spot below the battleship while holding the cup of jasmine tea in his hand.
Though many people were shocked and baffled by what they had seen earlier, he understood why the young monk did what he did. The people of the Guocheng Temple, including the Zen Master, the Broadsword King Cao Yuan and those regular doctor monks who saved the people from suffering, all had a simple concept.
If they didn't go to the Hell, who would?
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