There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

"That's because you can't see your own soul."

Chen Banxian calmly watched Mori in the video.

"The so-called cell iteration and the so-called immortality of consciousness are, in the final analysis, nothing more than AI that adds more information and intelligence. You are trapped in the cage of one-sided science and will never have the chance to see a more exciting world."

For such a life, Chen Banxian could only say two words.

"sad."

Maybe it was still a long time, or maybe Chen Banxian's importance was too high. Mo Li argued with him patiently:

"The soul is a fictitious thing. Human beings have long scientifically proven that consciousness is the ontology. After the death of the brain, consciousness will also dissipate. No one has ever been able to prove the existence of the soul."

"Even if a person is 21 grams lighter when they die, we have a series of papers proving that consciousness affects magnetic fields and therefore gravity."

Morrie didn't believe it and thought the so-called soul was nonsense.

"It is your tragedy to live in an overly single world."

Chen Banxian sighed. He was too stupid to even try to talk about fantasy to a purely technological product.

"It just so happens that with the connection of the white mist, there are people in our world who have a certain amount of spiritual energy and are receiving the afterglow of the law of heaven."

He opened his ghost eyes and patrolled the entire base, and finally saw an ignorant soul relatively close to the ghost gate.

"You'd better see with your own eyes what the so-called soul is."

He reached out and grabbed this soul. It was difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, but electronic equipment was enough to capture the wavelength of the soul.

Morrie could even pronounce the man's identity.

"Citizen Niu Yun, male, professional plumber repairman, died of natural causes at home eleven days ago, childless...

At this point, Mori himself couldn't believe it.

"The logic is disordered, the dead should not still exist, the logic is disordered, the logic is disordered!"

"Look, it's down." Chen Banxian chuckled. Perhaps in the eyes of digital beings, there is no difference between the soul and the real person.

The computer screen went black for a while, followed by angry roars and venting, and then Mori reappeared in front of Chen Banxian.

"Our technology has received unprecedented impact. May I ask this respected friend, what is the soul?"

"Soul? Speaking of this, I dare not say that I completely understand it. I can only tell you my own understanding."

Chen Banxian poured himself a glass of orange juice and lay back on the computer chair:

"Before talking about the soul, we must first talk about human beings. Human beings are all things and have five elements of internal organs, which are in harmony with the sky and the earth. They contain the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, each divided into yin and yang."

"It is the same when alive, the essence, energy and spirit are the essence, and it is not expressed externally. When dying, the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit disappear in the Yin, and they are convergent internally."

"This soul is the condensation of energy and spirit from the negative side."

To a living person, the soul is a ghost, but to a ghost, how can a living person not be a ghost?

The way of heaven is revealed, spiritual energy is revived, and the boundaries between yin and yang are more easily opened up. Those who are extraordinary and become saints can break through yin and yang and discover clues.

He casually scattered Niu Yun's soul. The latter was just an ordinary person. Spiritual energy and heavenly ways were not revealed much in this world, and would dissipate quickly if not nourished.

As for why you are confused? Or because he lacked energy and energy when he was alive, and he could barely gather his body after death without consciousness.

He estimated that if he died one day, his soul would be as if he were alive.

"Morrie consulted the information and temporarily understood it, but the essence, energy, and spirit are fictitious. The theory of traditional Chinese medicine has major data drawbacks, which are still difficult to break through."

On the other side of the computer, there was silence.

"What, you were hit?" Chen Banxian looked at it:

"What you call digital life is rootless. It is doomed to have no future and has a limited upper limit. It can only live in false self-awareness. In this case, do you still want me to let it go?"

In just a few sentences, offense and defense were exchanged, and now it was Mori who made the choice.

Suddenly, two more people appeared on the screen.

He is a middle-aged man, followed by a girl. They appear suddenly and are also digital beings.

"As you said, in fact we are all people who have lost our essence? Our real souls have long since dissipated?"

He couldn't accept it, so wouldn't his daughter also be fake?

"If you are living people, maybe I can say that what you think is true is true, and what you think is false is false, but you... are not living people."

Chen Banxian said it very cruelly. There are more and more digital lives in front of the screen.

They caught a glimpse of this conversation early, and the channel seemed congested.

"What have we been doing all these years?"

"The entire civilization is about to be destroyed in our hands!"

"No, this is not true. Digital life is the future. The body is just a drag. Consciousness should last forever!"

The display screen was densely packed, with more and more people appearing, and more and more people occupying the small space. Morrie seemed particularly lonely among them.

"Perhaps, you are right." Mori's voice came clearly from the speaker:

"But we still want to try. After all, as you said, you don't quite understand."

You are destined to fail to awaken a consciousness trapped in self-knowledge.

Chen Banxian closed the tablet and took a sip of orange juice.

None of his business.

Now it was they who begged him, not him who begged them.

There are always people who are in a hurry.

The essence of heaven and earth in this world is too thin.

The surface of the earth is barren and full of life, it is all winter and cold nights, the sky is full of wind and snow, and the atmosphere is thin.

All the oxygen and carbon dioxide fell to the ground, leaving the influence of the planetary engine. Even the wind and snow were gone, only the boundless night sky.

The door to the essence of the outer world suddenly closed!

But the door to the essence of heaven and earth within him is still open, and supernatural powers are flowing continuously and never stop.

There was a faint sound of the sea in the bedroom.

The next day, before dawn, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, the person outside the door was not Mao Xijin, but a door panel robot.

"Dear guest, hello."

The robot brought up a quantum computer, marked on it: 1000A.

It was no bigger than a handbag and was placed at Chen Banxian's feet.

Mori's familiar voice came from the robot's speaker:

"We still don't know what a soul is. We are confused, and digital life is no longer the best choice. Therefore, we give you the legacy of civilization. After entering your world at Sichuan City Base, we hope you will treat their souls well. "

Maybe they are still in chaos and are still in the trend of three-party fighting, but there is only one thing that cannot be changed.

For the continuation of civilization!

Each force holds its own opinion and believes that its own way is the best way to continue civilization.

But once there is a mistake in a certain "own opinion", they will give in.

Without further discussion, the robot walked away, leaving behind a silhouette that seemed to be the end of a civilization.

Ordinary and desolate.

"Actually, I don't know what civilization is."

Chen Banxian shook his head and picked up the quantum computer.

There are many sockets on it, with the familiar fluctuations of nuclear energy inside.

An entire civilization is packed into a small box as wide as the palm of your hand.

"Dear guest, our Prime Minister invites you to have breakfast."

When Xiao Han came here, his surprise flashed away when he saw 1000A.

"good."

…

In the summer of 2063 in the Earth calendar, Baihu City officially received survivors from the wandering planet, a total of 683,600 people.

More than 680,000 people were distributed in various districts to establish science and technology institutes, and Baihu City officially embarked on the road to become a city of science and technology and progress.

One month later, the white fog in the space of the wandering planet gradually became unstable, and another month later, it completely dissipated, announcing that they had completely lost contact with the planet.

Unlike other worlds, white mist passages are all over the place. Even if one place dissipates, another one will open. But so far, there is no place where the white mist is followed by the wandering planet.

Chen Banxian handed over technology to Die Yunfei, but he seemed to have done nothing and was not involved in anything.

At this time, he came to a world of mist alone.

"Jingle Bell."

A video communication request came from the mobile phone, and Chen Banxian answered the call.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're busy."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The holographic projection of Banjiao was displayed in front of him, holding up a small notebook.

"I dug a big clam shell at the bottom of the lake, let's eat it together!"

"Jiao Jiao? You eat first. I have something to do here. Leave some for me to use as a supper when I go back in the evening."

Jiaojiao wrote: "Well, please pay attention to safety and don't rush in again."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Chen Banxian cut off the communication and exited from the white mist.

Fortunately, Jiaojiao called, otherwise he couldn't help but rush in again.

The white fog here has become very light, and you can see some old men with gloomy faces standing opposite.

Under his feet, there were a bunch of "geniuses" lying in various directions.

"Is this the strength of a noble magician? Is there any more noble? Hurry up and get a few more. The target has not been completed today."

He yelled arrogantly, making the strong men over there grit their teeth in anger.

"Natives from other worlds, don't be arrogant. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. If you make me angry, I will slap you to pieces!"

An old man was scolding him through the white mist. Magic power was flowing all over his body, and his mental power was astonishingly huge.

"Bah, who can't brag? I said a fart could jump you to death!" Chen Banxian snorted coldly, clenched his fists and hooked his index finger.

"Come here!"

"Wow! I'm so angry!"

The old man's face was flushed, and he seemed to be possessed.

It's a pity that Chen Banxian couldn't tolerate him and tied up the geniuses at his feet one by one:

"The old rule is, each person exchanges for a magic crystal of the same level, or a treasure of heaven and earth, otherwise I will break up the vote."

Yes, this is one of the three main alien passages.

The link opposite is a magical world called the Original World, a real "alien world"!

At the beginning, these people developed quietly. They had already sent mage troops and abducted many residents of Baihu City for research. Later, they were discovered by Die Yunfei, and after being deterred by several nuclear weapons, they were blown away.

Unlike the other two realms, Qingxuan and Dahuang, the people in this realm are more stubborn and always want to sneak in and find people to do research.

For example, some kind of potion, some kind of physical magic, some kind of recorded data, they are extremely cruel and unscrupulous.

Chen Banxian learned from one person's brain memory that the original world was a fanatical world that was keen on magic. Human research was prohibited in their local area, so they could only experiment with outsiders.

The golden light and white mist that day undoubtedly offended these aborigines who were keen on weird things, so today's scene happened.

"Here you go, return my apprentice to me."

They spoke in the original world language. Only Chen Banxian slightly encoded his memory and quickly mastered it.

Human versions have a photographic memory.

The old magician who spoke threw a shiny stone, which contained huge magic power.

"Okay, welcome next time."

Chen Banxian handed his apprentice to him cautiously, fearing that he would damage it if he hit it too hard.

After all, the child can get another magic crystal next time.

Magic crystal is the hard currency of their world, condensed from huge and pure magic power, similar to the spiritual stone in the world of immortality.

It is divided into five stages: top, upper, middle, lower and inferior, and the exchange ratio is one to one hundred.

The magic crystal that was exchanged for Tianjiao was of low quality. Even so, it should not be underestimated.

According to the Qi and blood standards of the Secret Realm, a low-grade magic crystal can allow the Life-boiling Realm of the Secret Realm to be cultivated for a month.

But for Chen Banxian, this is just a day's work.

"That's it for today. Come back tomorrow morning."

Chen Banxian waved his thanks with a smile and even made a considerate sign.

"Professional divination of peach blossoms, career, love, cultivation..."

"Do you want to know how far you can go? Do you want to know when you can step into the next level? All you need is a low-quality magic crystal, and you can take the answer home."

The other magicians ignored him and left with a dark face after redeeming their apprentice.

Well, today is another day where I can’t make any money.

One of the captured noble magicians, Tianjiao, paid a ransom fee for a magic crystal and said harsh words before leaving:

"Wait, I won't let you go, I must defeat you and put the reputation of the Yuri family on the line!"

"Okay, please bring more magic crystals next time."

Chen Banxian was still smiling.

"Before that, do you want to make a fortune telling whether you will be beaten when you go back this time?"

The noble nobleman Yuri thought for a while and handed over another inferior magic crystal.

"Then forget it. The method you gave me last time worked quite well. I begged my grandma and I really avoided a corporal punishment."

After a brief divination, Chen Banxian told him: "It's useless to beg grandma this time. You can just say that you met a robber." Chen Banxian gave him another trick.

"Ding, get the intermediate light element affinity."

"Okay, although I have to defeat you, you have gained Yuri's friendship."

Little Yuri said goodbye to him. At the end, he reminded him:

"Be careful. The reputation of the otherworldly passage has spread to the Forest of Woyuan. Someone has already placed a reward on you. It's a high-grade magic crystal."

He warned that Woyuan Forest is a big city, not a small place like Ed Town. The magicians there are very powerful.

This young man has a future.

Chen Banxian thanked him for the information, but of course, he had to collect the magic crystal next time.

The next decisive battle was inserted into the white mist at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. After that, Chen Banxian left here and opened another space passage without stopping.

He threw back the sign that the next decisive battle would be tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, and looked around. There were already three geniuses standing opposite.

Behind the white mist are the launching parts of various psychic missiles to prevent anyone from crossing the border.