As the Sect Master of Aoyama, Zhuo Rusui had been practicing the Inherited Heaven Sword style since he joined the sect. Being on the ancestral planet, he had a clear view of the Great Formation of the Solar System.
The tiny red planet seemed to be on the fingertip of the Great Grandmaster, but its actual position was unknown.
He hesitated for a while and asked the biggest question in his mind, "Why is the life gate placed in the middle of the handle of the formation?"
Except for the fatal formation set up by Taiping Zhenren in the East Ocean, where the life gate was not left, all the other formations would leave the life gate intact. The position of the life gate was very particular. The most common and classic position was hidden in the middle of the handle of the formation. The problem was that the Great Grandmaster should have known clearly that the juniors he was going to deal with were mostly disciples of Aoyama, so it would be easy for him to find the life gate. Why did he choose to do so? With his cultivation base and magical powers, he could definitely place the Life Gate in a more secretive and dangerous place.
"Because we will have to go out in the future." The Great Grandmaster continued, "As I said, my legs are not good. If I make it too complicated, I might not be able to go out by myself."
Zhuo Rusui felt something was wrong. "What about those people on Mars?" he asked cautiously.
"Do you know what's going on over there?" the Great Grandmaster asked.
Zhuo Rusui shook his head honestly.
"I don't know either," the Great Grandmaster said.
The sword formation across the solar system isolated the outside universe. The people in that universe did not know the specific situation in the solar system, and those on Mars only knew the planet under their feet. Correspondingly, the Great Grandmaster had no idea what was going on in the Federation of the Milky Way even though he was very resourceful.
"But … aren't you worried that those people will find a way to break the formation?"
Zhuo Rusui had found a way to break the Great Formation of the Solar System earlier than Tong Yan and Shen Yunmai on Mars. He had to determine at least one coordinate of the center of the formation and the eye of the formation.
The Great Grandmaster ignored him. He picked up another bamboo stick and started to fish.
Zhuo Rusui had seen the Great Grandmaster fishing by the pond or by the seashore since he came to the ancestral planet, but he did not catch anything valuable.
He couldn't help but remind her, "I know it's hard to break the formation, but … Tong Yan is really amazing."
The Patriarch suddenly raised the bamboo pole that had just entered the water and waved it towards the night sky.
The water droplets on the bamboo pole floated out like arrows, disappearing into the night sky.
The blood-colored moon in the distance faintly changed for an instant before quickly returning to normal.
The Patriarch looked at the spark in the distance and suddenly sighed.
Zhuo Rusui didn't know what had happened, but he knew something must have happened. He asked nervously, "What's wrong?"
The Patriarch took back his bamboo pole and did not answer his question directly. He said, "Is there any formation in this world that cannot be broken? I'm not a real god. "
Zhuo Rusui asked blankly, "Then what should we do next? Just wait like this. "
The Patriarch said, "Yes, wait."
"What are we waiting for?" Zhuo Rusui looked at the coconut grove on the beach. It sounded like he was asking a question, but it also sounded like he was talking to himself.
The sun had disappeared into the formation, and the day was so dark that they could see the moon and the stars in the sky.
The beach was silver under the starlight, but the edge of the coconut grove seemed to be on fire.
"Wait for Jing Jiu to die."
The Patriarch probably also felt annoyed by the futility of his fishing. He stuck the bamboo pole back into the sand and slowly stood up with the help of Zhuo Rusui.
"The Snow Girl can't keep him safe all the time. Hibernation? After a long time, it will be a long sleep. He will wake up one day. "
The Patriarch's old and slightly tired voice was carried far away by the waves.
"Maybe it will be a few years, maybe it will be a few decades. Anyway, I will still be alive by then. That will be the time of his death, no matter where he hides in the universe."
Zhuo Rusui helped the Patriarch walk toward the cave. He couldn't suppress the doubt in his heart and said, "Before that, they will definitely try to kill you. What about the Snow Girl?"
The Patriarch walked slowly to the door of the cave and sat in a wheelchair. He said with a smile, "Push me to the back of the island."
The smile that appeared between the wrinkles was like a fish leaping out of the waves, inconspicuous but extremely vivid.
Of course, it was not a polite smile to thank Zhuo Rusui, but a gesture of detachment and indifference.
Zhuo Rusui was extremely shocked, thinking that the Patriarch didn't even care about the Snow Girl.
The wheelchair rolled over the green flagstone road, passed through the alloy door and a device that Zhuo Rusui didn't know the function of until now, and arrived at the deepest part of the cave.
After passing through the small door, it was another world.
This feeling reminded him of the Sword Jail at the bottom of the Shangde Peak.
When he reached the deepest part of the Sword Jail and pushed open the door, he found himself in the hermit peaks.
Of course, there were no hermit peaks here, nor were there any space transformations. It was just that the scenery on the other side of the island was completely different from that on the other side.
Isolated by the cliffs on the island, the sound of the waves on the other side could no longer be heard. The only sound that could be heard came from a waterfall.
The sea water gushed out from the crevice of the mountain on the island and fell into the quiet sea along the cliff. The drop was about twenty meters.
It was amazing that this small island could cut the surface of the sea into a staircase-like structure without any Space Formation.
The cliff was extremely steep and smooth, and the stone quality was quite special, like green jade.
Even if the sea water washed the cliff for millions of years, it would still be difficult to form such a landform. No one knew its origin.
Zhuo Rusui pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the waterfall. Looking at the blood-red full moon in the mist, he thought of the Life Gate, Chen Ya, the Formation Breaking and the Patriarch's indifference to the Snow Girl mentioned in the previous conversation. The more he thought about it, the weirder and more frightened he felt. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "This Formation of yours is so profound that it's hard to tell the truth from the falsehood."
This sentence could be interpreted as a pun, but it could also be said to have a profound meaning.
"When the falsehood becomes the truth, the truth becomes falsehood. You should have read this sentence before," said the Patriarch of Aoyama lightly.
Zhuo Rusui twitched his mouth and said, "I don't like that story."
"It's not a story; it's the human heart."
The Patriarch of Aoyama went on with a faint smile, "Like the story written by Jing Jiu, it's impossible to tell the truth from the falsehood."
Zhuo Rusui was slightly surprised, and exclaimed, "How could you read such a story?"
"If I hadn't seen you in that story, I wouldn't have brought you here," the Patriarch said softly while looking at the waterfall disappearing into the ocean.
In the story "The Path Toward Heaven", Zhuo Rusui had appeared many times and played a large part in it, but he was still a bit different from the branch of Shenmo Peak.
In essence, the branch of Tianguang Peak was the direct disciple of Taiping Zhenren, which was different from the branch of Jingyang.
General Li died in the galaxy outside the fog, and Shen Yunmai was exiled after being subdued by Jing Jiu.
The Patriarch of Aoyama turned his head around to look at Chaotian and saw Zhuo Rusui.
Zhuo Rusui was the best successor of the Aoyama Sect no matter from which perspective.
What he referred to was not the Aoyama Sect in Chaotian, but the business established by the Patriarch in this universe.
"It feels … rather easy to be the puppet sect master for so many years."
After a moment of silence, Zhuo Rusui said, "I don't have any resentment toward the Shenmo Peak, save for the matter of my Master."
It was Tong Yan's doing that Liu Ci blocked the heavenly punishment for Taiping Zhenren at the West Ocean.
Tong Yan was an unofficial disciple of the Shenmo Peak.
More importantly, the situation at the West Ocean was the result of Jing Jiu's intervention.
This was the problem.
"I don't care about your attitude toward them, and I don't care whether what you say is true or false."
The Patriarch reached out his skinny forefinger and swiped it in the watery mist caused by the waterfall, saying, "All you need to do is to see my victory and accept my reasoning."
It was like what his son Shen Yunmai had said on Mars.
There might be no reasoning in the universe, because the end was inevitable; but the one who could last longer would be the one who would be the one in this phase.
Victory was justice?
No, it was the reasoning.
Having heard this, Zhuo Rusui fell silent for a long time while looking at the back of the Patriarch.
The Patriarch sat in the wheelchair right in front of him. His hands were still on the wheelchair, but he felt that the Patriarch had already gone to a faraway place.
At the Plum Meeting in Zhaoge City many years ago, Jing Jiu was distracted while listening to the zither music played by Lian Sanyue. At the time, he had gone to a faraway place in Zhao Layue's eyes.
He shouldn't exist in the human world, but he had caused so many troubles in the human world.
Looking at the waterfall falling into the ocean, Zhuo Rusui sighed softly in his mind.
The ink-like seawater dropped down from the jade-like smooth cliff walls like a herd of galloping horses, creating an opening on the surface of the ocean. Then, the seawater kept going downward with countless bubbles.
The bubbles didn't go too deep into the ocean. They halted slowly and then floated up to the surface of the ocean.
Some of the seawater falling down from the cliff walls flowed downward while being surrounded by more seawater, forming the undercurrent that was invisible to the naked eye.
There was no sand or rock at the bottom of the ocean here, but countless stone slabs. It was evident that these slabs were man-made.
The aquatic plants grew in the cracks of the stone slabs, swaying slowly.
If one followed the roots of the aquatic plants to the bottom of the ground, one would see a large space.
The space was about one thousand meters high, and it was impossible to see the end of the space. It was unclear where it would extend to.
Countless black square pagodas stood in the space in Silence. They looked like tombstones, but they also looked like some ancient ritual utensils.
The black square pagodas had complicated and precise circuits, exuding a faint blue glow. They formed a large formation powered by a nuclear furnace.
It was unclear how this large formation was related to the one in the solar system, but its technological level was evidently much higher than that of the Federation of the Milky Way. It should have something to do with the distant ancient civilization.
A few odd-shaped marine fish swam over from afar, intending to eat the aquatic plants in the cracks of the stone slabs.
As soon as they arrived in this area, they sensed the shapeless waves gushing out from the underground, feeling an extreme pain. They swam back to the distant place in fear.
"Jing Jiu must be having a headache at the moment."
The Grand Master of Aoyama drew back his line of sight from the surface of the ocean and looked at the night sky, saying, "In fact, I also have a headache."
Zhuo Rusui said naturally, "Do you want me to give you a massage?"
The Grand Master of Aoyama waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to do it in front of him like he did in front of Jing Jiu.
Zhuo Rusui smiled embarrassedly and asked, "What's your headache?"
"As you know, sometimes the sun can't be seen on the ancestral planet during the day, just like today," said the Grand Master.
Zhuo Rusui had read many books and records excavated by the archaeologists on the ancestral planet, so he knew the answer. "You're talking about the solar eclipse," he said.
"That's right. In the ancient times, the humans on the ancestral planet regarded the solar eclipse as the Heavenly Dog eating the sun."
The Grand Master said while looking at a spot in the night sky, "It's a coincidence that a dog is here today."
Zhuo Rusui followed his line of sight and said in a trembling voice, "Has the Master Night Howler … also come out?"
"It's said that dogs are the most loyal friends of humans, so he should be the most loyal to Aoyama."
The Grand Master of Aoyama asked with a smile while rubbing his knees, "I'm curious to know whom he is loyal to."
The Dead Dog had remained neutral during the war between the Grand Master of Taiping Zhenren and the Immortal Jingyang.
Normally, he should remain neutral between the Grand Master of Aoyama and Jing Jiu.
Why did he lead Tong Yan and the others to the Mars, and now wander around the solar system in search of the center of the formation?
Unfortunately, he couldn't reach the ancestral planet and find the center of the formation even though he was walking fearlessly while resisting the endless sword wills in the solar system.
Zhuo Rusui was certain of this.
The center of the formation and the pivot of the formation were hidden from each other. It was impossible to find them unless the Grand Master allowed them to reveal themselves.
He pushed the wheelchair back to the other side of the island.
It was unclear if the Grand Master was tired or sleepy. He sat in the wheelchair, taking a short nap with his eyes closed while listening to the ocean waves.
Zhuo Rusui squatted down by the wheelchair. Looking at the silvery beach as white as snow, the reddish coconut grove by the edge, and the sand tower not far away, he remained silent.
He had been reciting books while kneeling on the beach a few days ago. As he felt bored, he built a pagoda with sand and seawater.
It was similar to the stone pagoda in the Guocheng Temple.
Many years ago, he held the stone pagoda in the Guocheng Temple for a long time.
At the time, he followed the instruction of his Master Liu Ci and kept an eye on the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect for a long time.
Should the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect be holding the pair of withered legs in the wheelchair or staring at the sturdy sand tower?
… …
… …
A sun was hidden for the time being. There were countless suns in the universe, illuminating the lives on those planets.
The morning sunlight shone down from the cliffs of the earth's crust. It first illuminated the lawn by the edge of Shou 'er City, and then woke up a middle-aged man who had stayed up all night.
Yawning, the middle-aged man walked to the front porch with a cup of strong tea in his hand. Seeing a young girl with short hair walking by the roadside, he thought that the young people were really useless and didn't come home at night. When he saw the long-haired white cat in the bosom of the short-haired girl, he was even more startled, wondering if he should call the police.
In comparison to the distant ancient civilization, it was much more convenient to keep a pet in the current Federation of the Milky Way; but such a precious white cat was rarely seen in the suburbs.
The young girl's messy short hair was tousled by the morning wind, which looked like a burning flame after being dyed red by the morning sun.
"Haven't you found a way to control the Snow Girl?" she asked expressionlessly.
Qing 'er's uneasy voice rang out in her ears, "I haven't found any clue. But according to the calculation result of the Ocean of Data, they might be here."
Zhao Layue uttered "hmm" and continued walking to the other side of the lawn while holding Ada.
The middle-aged man called her twice, but she didn't pay any attention to him.
Qing 'er continued, "Does he like this place so much? Does he regard this place as his home because he was here when he first came here? "
"He's just too lazy to find another place."
Having said this, Zhao Layue leaped over the protective net in front of her and jumped into the crack.
The middle-aged man caught up with her while yelling and happened to see the scene. He couldn't help but feel astonished, and the cup of milk in his hand dropped to the ground with a thud.
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