The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze to the universe, turned to open the door and walked to the living room, took off his hat and sat on the cushioned chair.

The civilization of this world is indeed relatively low-level, but there are some merits, such as this chair is more comfortable than his bamboo lounge chair.

Zhong Lizi was carefully combing his long silver hair with a comb. Watching him come out casually, he was full of gas. He was about to mock him. Suddenly he looked at his face after he took off his hat. He suddenly lost his temper. , The voice has become a lot softer.

"Is it time? Why are you so interested in the news? Are you from above? Was your stepmother hurt?"

She is really irresistible to this face, otherwise she will not accept the other party's request for sharing the other day.

To know that the other party can't produce identification, there is nothing.

But she is not afraid of what the other party will do. This young boy is really beautiful. Whether it is to make money or even go to the upper layers of the cloud to get to know those big people, there are methods. What violence is needed.Of course, the main reason is that she is a student of the New World College and has more combat power than ordinary people. How could this teenager be her opponent?But it was precisely because of this face that she saw the extreme, she would be deceived by the other party, and she used her own name to pass the novel to the academy network. In the end, who knew that the evaluation was so bad ...

"Human beings are not as powerful as they were in ancient civilizations, but everyone can practice true energy after mastering genetic modification methods. Traditional novels about immortalization like yours are really hard to find attractive." She looked Zhu Jingjiu emphasized and said: "Like the sword-breaking sword repairs written in your book, it sounds very powerful and bluffing, but Feijian's speed is so slow that even battleships can't catch up, how to fight? They are indeed more powerful than the current human beings, and they are not so powerful. How can they make the readers have a strong emotional impact? Unless you write a practitioner who can destroy a star with a punch, that is almost the same. "

Jing Jiu now knows what a star is and says, "No one can."

No one can destroy a star with his realm of strength. Naturally, other practitioners in Chaotian Continent will not be able to do so, let alone this inferior civilization.

"I heard that one of the most powerful star-shaped weapons is now ..." Zhong Lizi lowered his voice and leaned into his ear. "It can directly destroy a star, but the problem now is that it cannot collect enough energy. It is also said to be a star. "

Jing Jiuxin thought that this was a meaningless sentence.

If there is a magic weapon that can absorb the immortal energy in that kind of burning fireball, what will it do to destroy it?

Suddenly there was a sound of music, he knew it was about to start in a minute, and he sat upright from the cushion and looked towards the light curtain in front.

Every night at eight o'clock, the light curtain broadcasts something called news, that is, to talk about important things happening in this world.Although he does not understand why such a thing is necessary, for his stranger, this is an important source of information to understand the world, and he does not want to miss it.

Zhong Lizi poured another glass of water, took some pills, took a bite of cellulose and took a few bites at random, and it was the end of the dinner. He continued to say: "Do you want to modify the contents before the flight? There is no update anyway. Let ’s strengthen the contradiction between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou faction. In addition, we will get some grudges and hatreds. For example, did Bai Zhenren and Liu Ci have any problems at that time? ... "

Jing Jiuxin thought that Gu Qing was already like that. Isn't that enough?

He wrote Dadao Chaotian's novel, which naturally has a deep meaning. It needs to be seen by as many people as possible. It can only be published by this little girl, but it is still a little annoying when it is said too much. There was nothing to say in the end.After all, it is a low-level civilization, what can they ask of them?

Zhong Lizi was looked at by him like this, and he could not help being slightly ashamed, and said softly, "Jing Jiu in the book is you? Really narcissistic ... but ... you are really pretty, how old are you this year?"

At this time the news had already started, Jing Jiu ignored her and looked at the light curtain.

Zhong Lizi looked at his correct sitting posture, attentive look, and felt bored.

Only the most motivated students and the most enthusiastic people will watch the news every night. Who in the civilian area will watch this?

This young man is really a weirdo, or it might be the one above.

After several changes in the news, the picture came to a huge metal door, and the reporter was interviewing an official.The official said that the explosion a few days ago was an accident and was controlled in a timely manner. It did not cause any impact on the environment or the structure, and the people did not have to panic.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. According to the relevant common sense he learned these days, the court or the Meihui should have issued a wanted order long ago. Why did he never see his easily recognized face on the news?Does it say that the place called the laboratory is not important?

At the end of the news, he saw a man in the background.

The man had scribbled blonde hair and a very ordinary face, but he was very impressed.

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...

Jing Jiu heard a conversation before opening his eyes in the laboratory.

He had never heard of this language, but strangely he could understand the meaning of those conversations.

A man expressed his love for him and did not care about gender.

He opened his eyes and saw the man.

The man has blonde hair and a normal face, wearing a white coat.

He subconsciously expressed doubts and felt not very polite, so he stood up from the platform and nodded to the other party, thanking him.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the mainland of Chaotian. For a time, it was very popular even on the East Road.

Of course, in Chaotian Continent, he does not need to consider such things as politeness, but here may be the legendary fairyland, he feels that he should be low-key.

The two scientists are the highest-level figures in the world. I don't know how many galaxy dust and bizarre things I have seen, and they didn't scream because of his wake.

But they were still surprised, staring at Jing Jiu without blinking.

——Jing Jiu forgot that he did n’t wear clothes, just like he was in Zhenmo Prison.

He swept around with his sword knowledge, and in a short time he mastered the environment and all the details of the place, including those hidden behind the metal walls.

This room is smaller than the cave house of Shenmofeng, but it is unconventional and full of a simple and boring beauty or boredom.

What interested him a lot was that everything he saw was metal, and it seemed that the minerals of Xianjie were much richer than Chaotian Continent.

As for the small magic instruments that flash light and look very delicate, some are similar to the handwriting of those instruments, except that the crystals inside are too small and the energy is impure.

On the contrary, the energy in the linear instruments hidden behind the walls is very pure, but the amount is not enough.

What disappointed him most was that both the magic instruments and the fake light sources outside the window showed that the world's use of fairy energy was indirect, and to some extent it was not as good as those of the original continents in the world.

Is this really fairyland?

How could it be so backward?

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...

In a short time he came to a conclusion, regained his peace, and looked at the two people, noticing the other's salary-like gaze, and found that he was not wearing clothes.The battle with the extraterrestrial demon was so terrible, the white dress was naturally destroyed, and after he left Chaotian Continent, he also lost contact with the space and could not bring those clothes around.

Otherwise, how could he not take the bamboo chair away?

As a monk, I don't care about these things at all.

He raised his hands and prepared to salute him.

Unexpectedly, the other party was taken aback and shouted a few steps back.

He really hasn't heard those words, but he can understand the meaning of the other party.

"Let go! There are six levels of energy fields here, even the main gun of the battleship can't be opened!"

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, withdrew his hands and walked forward a few steps, and it really touched an invisible barrier.

What does the energy field mean?

He did not find this invisible barrier, which is really unimaginable.

The biggest question is, why is there such an invisible barrier?

Are these people ready to imprison themselves?

Jing Jiu raised his right hand again and pressed on the invisible barrier.

Countless sword lights were born between his palm and the air, illuminating his expressionless face.