The Path Toward Heaven

Nine deaths without regret...you have to understand it this way...I can't help it.

Jing Jiu's speaking speed was very slow, and he paused twice in the middle of such a short sentence, which seemed very weak.

Besides, of course you don't need to regret when you die, because you don't know regret anymore. If you can regret it, is it still called death?

Then he coughed lightly twice, the coughs were not very loud, and he even felt a little bit out of breath.

With a pale face and a body that cannot move, he looks like a weak patient no matter what.

If God laughs when man thinks, now he becomes weak when he thinks.

This is not a problem that Jianxin Guining can solve, otherwise why would he need Xue Ji to help him heal his illness.

Zhao Layue said: Just kill the Patriarch.

What if you can't kill him?

Jing Jiu said softly, Am I going to cultivate a second personality, or create more personalities?

Zhao Layue's eyes brightened slightly, and she said, It's also a means.

Jing Jiu said, Now you have turned me into a useless person, what's the point?

Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows and said, At least you are awake, that's what it means.

Not wanting to quarrel with her after five hundred years, Jing Jiu said softly, What's the situation now.

The central computer is controlled by Qing'er, and I took over the Galaxy Alliance. Liu Shisui and Zeng Ju went to Zuxing on the Lieyang, and 32,000 warships are also on the way.

Zhao Layue said: The ancestor star can be wiped out by us at any time, you don't have to worry.

Jing Jiu looked at her quietly and said, What's the matter?

Zhao Layue was really not good at lying, and she didn't practice it as many times as she did to lie to Xue Ji, so she just kept silent.

With your temperament, if the situation is under control and I don't need to worry about it, then you wouldn't come to Xue Ji and me, and you would have done this by yourself.

Jing Jiu said, I refused to wake up from this dream, and presumably I sensed the danger ahead, so what exactly is the danger?

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said: The battleship Lieyang captured some particles in the deep space outside the ancestor star.

There are some very common composite materials in those particles, which are relatively common in the Galaxy Federation.

The problem is that in the boundless space, especially in the outer space of the ancestor star, it is difficult to encounter such a thing.

There are also some particles that are very rare high-strength alloys, even the new warships of the Starship Alliance have not yet started to use this material.

After analyzing the composition of these particles, the people on the battleship Lieyang came to an incredible inference.

It should be the Shen family's warship that disappeared, and the composite material particles are wrapped in some kind of expired culture fluid molecules. Zhao Layue said.

Jing Jiu didn't think much of it, and said, The bucket where Shen Yun buried his head?

The officers and soldiers on the Lieyang battleship have all seen him carrying that bucket.

Yes, and I suspect that Tong Yan is also on that boat. Zhao Layue said.

Jing Jiu asked, What weapon?

What kind of weapon does the Galaxy Alliance have that can turn the Shen family's battleship into particles, so that even people like Shen Yunbu and Tong Yan can't avoid it?

Zhao Layue said: That galaxy...may have been turned into a sword array by the Patriarch.

This shocking inference didn't change Jing Jiu's expression, because he was too weak at the moment, and he didn't have the energy to react, and he didn't think it was necessary.

Zeng Ju warned that the battleship Lieyang stopped in advance, and then conducted several experiments to roughly determine the scope of the sword array. Zhao Layue paused for a moment, and then said: But they couldn't observe the situation in the sword array, and they didn't know whether Shen Yunbu and Tong Yan were still alive, so I asked Liu Shisui to go in and see.

Hearing these words, Jing Jiu reacted, glanced at her and didn't speak.

Ah Da wanted to sneer mockingly, thinking that Zhao Layue was so rude to Jing Jiu, he quickly yawned to cover it up.

——That was Liu Shisui, you actually used him as a stick for the blind? How callous.

Zhao Layue knew what Jing Jiu and Ada were thinking, and said calmly, He has already cultivated the golden body of Zen Buddhism, and I gave him all the powerful magic weapons in Chaotian Continent. I want him to be the God of Killing. Since he is the God of Killing, he should be the first to kill.

Jing Jiu glanced at her again, thinking that this is not your temperament.

Zhao Layue said with mixed emotions: ...Of course I can do something, but when discussing matters in Chaotian Continent, I couldn't compete with him.

Jing Jiu still looked at her quietly, thinking that this is still not in line with your temperament.

Whether you are fighting for the sword or fighting for spirit, you may lose, but you will never admit defeat. How can there be such a thing as not being able to compete?

The most important question is, who dares to compete with you in Qingshan Sect or even the entire Chaotian Continent practice circle?

Zhao Layue did not answer the question in his eyes.

Ah Da meowed lightly.

Only then did Jing Jiu realize that it was because he lost the mahjong game.

He didn't recall the sesame paste and mahjong on Shenmo Peak and Shangde Peak, he just found it troublesome.

A galaxy turned into a sword array.

What a hassle.

He said blankly, It's really annoying.

This is the catchphrase of Master Jingyang.

After many years, he finally spoke out again.

It shows that he has really encountered a big trouble that hasn't been seen in many years.

All these troubles are caused by you. Of course, you should solve them yourself. All children understand this truth.

Zhao Layue said: Don't always try to escape by sleeping.

Looking back at his long years of cultivating Taoism, Ah Da thought to himself that this is indeed the truth. It is shameful and useless to escape.

Jing Jiu really didn't like the feeling of the sword rope tied around his neck, but he couldn't even lift a finger, so there was nothing he could do.

He also didn't like being taught by Layue's tone like teaching a child, but there was nothing he could do about it.

So he closed his eyes and said, I want to rest for a while.

It wasn't a silent protest, but he was really weak, sick, and in need of rest.

The light from the street lamp passed through the glass and shone on his beautiful pale face, but it didn't get any warmer.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, but soon became absolutely calm, and he really fell asleep.

Zhao Layue stood in front of him, but she didn't feel condescending, because her eyes were full of worry.

Repeat it again.

It's been five hundred years since we saw each other, and it was such a situation when we met, she didn't have time to feel anything, so she had to care about his life and death, it was really annoying.

Ah Da meowed to express comfort——When I was in Guocheng Temple, I slept every day, and you all thought I was dying of old illness. Do you think I am not very energetic now?

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The TV is off.

Zhao Layue stared at Jing Jiu in a daze.

Xue Ji was wrapped in a quilt in a daze.

Huaxi was in a daze in the ice.

Ah Da was lying on the window sill in a daze with her arms in her arms.

The lights on the street are slightly dimmed, which means that the sun has risen again in Shou Er City.

With no morning light coming, Jing Jiu woke up with his eyes open and began to cough.

The cough became louder and more painful, waking up the dazed Xueji and Ren as well as Mao and Cicada.

Zhao Layue was sure that he was really awake, so she felt relieved, listening to the coughing sound, and seeing his weak appearance, she was still very worried.

Xue Ji turned around and looked at Jing Jiu with interest, thinking that this method is actually useful, it's really interesting, but it's just too domineering.

Zhao Layue stretched out her hand to caress Fu Jingjiu's chest, because she had never done such a thing before, her movements were a little clumsy.

Jing Jiu calmed down a bit, looked at her and asked earnestly, Do you think I can feel it?

The Firth sword was tied around his neck, blocking the connection between his consciousness and his body. In a sense, he is now a high paraplegic patient.

Even when the cough was the worst, his body would not tremble a little.

Under such circumstances, what's the point of Zhao Layue rubbing him for him?

Can't I feel better myself? She rarely showed her daughter's demeanor.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then asked, How is Nan Wang?

Zhao Layue said: It's still early, it's okay.

Jing Jiu said, I almost forgot that she has incense from the south.

Zhao Layue said: She often thinks the incense is too hot and hot.

Jing Jiu suddenly said, I'm a little cold.

Yesterday Xue Ji pulled out the feeling of extreme cold from his body, but instead he felt more and more cold.

His body couldn't feel Zhao Layue's hand, and logically he shouldn't be able to feel the cold and heat, not to mention that immortals are immune to cold and heat, and his body is even more different.

This kind of coldness must not be physical, but a problem on the spiritual level, which may be the result of the blocking of consciousness.

Zhao Layue didn't know how to solve this problem, so she turned to look at Xue Ji.

Xue Ji wrapped the little quilt tightly around her body, saying don't think about it.

Zhao Layue walked into the bedroom, found a blanket in the closet familiarly, and covered Jing Jiu's body.

This blanket was so big that it could cover Jing Jiu's head and feet.

Zhao Layue tucked the top edge of the blanket into the sword cord, and nodded with satisfaction—that sword cord is really suitable for this purpose.

Ah Da slandered beside him, is this a bib for a baby who can't eat?

At this moment, it suddenly sensed a cold gaze, looked back, and found that Xue Ji was staring at him, and couldn't help being startled.

Han Chan flew away from it without hesitation, and landed back on Xue Ji's head, turning into a bow tie.

The window broke suddenly, and the glass turned into countless debris and fell to the street, which was beautifully illuminated by the street lights.

Xue Ji came to the sky above the street, with her hands behind her back and her eyes indifferent.

The quilt on her body moved slightly with the wind.

The transparent block of ice followed behind her, and Huaxi closed her eyes inside, still refusing to wake up.

The sounds of the mosquitoes kept conveying Her Majesty's irritability.

hurry up!

What are you still dawdling about?

Get the job done quickly.

Zhao Layue lifted the soft chair with one hand, floated out of the window, and flew up into the sky with Xue Ji.

The street lights were getting farther and the cliff was getting darker, and soon there was a real light in the sky, like the mouth of a well.

The people in the underground block, the workers on the cliff, the morning joggers in the Second City, the priests in the fire transmission tower and the sacrificial hall, all saw the fleeting white smoke.

The temperature of the entire stargate base is a little lower.

Many people saluted the white smoke subconsciously.

The white smoke penetrated the atmosphere, entered the universe, and flew out of the galaxy after a while, entering a warship waiting there quietly.

During the whole process, Jing Jiu braced himself and kept his eyes open.

He has done many things in his life and seen many scenery, but he has never had the experience of flying in a soft chair.

Thousands of officers and soldiers on the battleship also had a new life experience today.

The sharp siren was canceled by the system as soon as it sounded. The cabin door was obviously not opened, and there was a strange team in the command hall.

A little girl covered with a quilt, the quilt is not big, just covering her feet, a few millimeters away from the floor.

A beautiful man slumped in a chair, covered with a very ordinary blanket, on which lay an obviously unusual long-haired white cat.

The man was pale, leaning against the corner of the chair weakly, looking weak, could it be the legendary patient?

That little girl couldn't see her face clearly, only a few white hairs could be seen faintly. Could it be the legendary albino?

In the current Galaxy Alliance, the government is responsible for the first genetic optimization, and it is rare to see such an existence, let alone two at a time.

And how did they get on the battleship?

The only normal one was the short-haired girl, but when the officers and soldiers saw her face, they were startled.

The captain drove all the soldiers out of the command hall with stern eyes, walked up to Zhao Layue, and said humbly: You are back.

Zhao Layue hummed, and walked forward with the soft chair in one hand.

If those officers and soldiers hadn't left, seeing this scene, they would have found that she was also an abnormal person.

The captain looked at Jing Jiu on the soft chair, the more he looked at him, the more shocked he became, and he looked familiar, so he tried to ask, Is this Mr. Consultant?

Zhao Layue said, I'm paralyzed.

The captain was even more shocked, thinking that Mr. Consultant should be the mastermind behind this rebellion, why did he suddenly become paralyzed?

But even the most troublesome high paraplegia can be easily solved with the current medical level of the Galaxy Alliance.

The medical area is over there, he said.

Zhao Layue mentioned the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, put down the soft chair, and said blankly: Let's go according to the original plan.

Ah Da lazily raised his head, glanced at that stupid captain, and thought, can you find a scalpel that can cut this guy's skin?

Whether it's a high-pressure water knife or a ray knife, I'll eat one... No, grab one for self-defense.

The news that Jing Jiu, the former chief adviser of the military department, was paralyzed quickly spread on the battleship, causing a lot of speculation and shock.

The battleship vibrated slightly, and the crystalline engine shot out blue flames.

Accompanied by various self-test commands and data checking sounds, the battleship began a long voyage to the ancestor star.

During most of the long voyage, Jing Jiu slept.

At this time, he looked like he was sleeping, but he was actually awake.

He used to draw pictures, play the piano, and play chess on the moon-watching planet. He looked awake, but he was actually asleep.

Now he is too weak, he doesn't even want to waste the energy to open his eyes, he would rather close his eyes to rest his mind than talk to Zhao Layue.

It was rare for Zhao Layue to see him lose his temper, knowing that he was under too much pressure, so he didn't take it seriously, but laughed more.

The starlight outside the window was bright and dark, shining on his pale face, and occasionally he would wake up and cough a few times, looking like a sick beauty.

The kind in classical novels where you get consumption and die at any moment.

One day, when the battleship passed a huge black hole far away, Jing Jiu opened his eyes, looked at the invisible place, and did not move away for a long time.

Xue Ji sat on the transparent ice block, and also looked towards the black hole, but she looked away when she realized that she couldn't win.

Zhao Layue squatted down beside him, pulled the blanket to cover his knees, and asked, What's wrong?

Jing Jiu said, Boring.

Zhao Layue waved her hand to signal the captain to push over a wheelchair that had been prepared earlier.

Xue Ji glanced back, but ignored it.

Zhao Layue hugged Jing Jiu together with the blanket.

The captain looked at the blanket hanging from Jing Jiu's body, and said with a smile on his face, It seems like magic.

Ah Da lazily glanced at this person, thinking to himself that he was so eager to speak, how did he become the captain?

Zhao Layue put Jing Jiu on the wheelchair, tidied up the blankets, and said to the captain, Let's stroll around casually, don't disturb.

This order was quickly conveyed.

Zhao Layue pushed Jing Jiu in the wheelchair to walk freely in the battleship.

Ah Da lay on his knees, turned his head and looked around, subconsciously scratching the blanket from time to time.

No one dared to speak, or even look.

The silence in the battleship was palpitating, only the sound of the wheelchair crushing the ground could be heard.

The wheelchair stopped by the window behind the side of the battleship.

The sky is still full of stars outside the window.

Zhao Layue let go, walked to him and squatted down, touched Ah Da's back, and asked, Have you thought of a way to kill Patriarch?

Jing Jiu was silent for a long time, and said, I thought about it before I ascended.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he planned to deceive his master and exterminate his ancestors at that time.

Only then he understood how to get rid of all control and gain true freedom.