MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v7 Chapter 67 You are my sword

Jing Jiu's consciousness runs along the star network and reaches all parts of the universe at a speed exceeding imagination.

First, he controlled the entire Star Front Fleet.

Immediately afterwards, he was going to control the space hub of the Scorpion Nebula and control the supply of resources of the Galaxy Alliance in his hands.

Next, he was going to enter the military's top-secret database, find the code of the ancestral defense system, open the way for real people, and kill someone.

In the end, he wanted to control the entire Galaxy Alliance and demanded that the ascendants, such as General Li, surrender.

This is his plan.

In the battleship Lieyang, facing the sky full of chess pieces, he thought for so many days with his eyes closed, mainly in deducing this plan.

As for how to ignite those stars, he just thought about it at the beginning. Anyway, there are still 300 years, so why worry.

Theoretically, there is no problem with this plan, because General Li never imagined that Huaxi would be the clone of that person.

But everything in the world corresponds to each other.

There is no pure observation or unilateral control.

Even if you just glance at someone, in fact many photons have fallen into your eyes.

When you control a device or a chip with your consciousness, the corresponding data will naturally return to your consciousness. At the time, in the Xinxin Academy library under Xingmen, he made the first official connection with the Star Network. Because of the large amount of data downloaded, he suddenly caused an overload accident. Now he is in the universe, using ultra-long-range wireless transmission. In theory, as long as his own spiritual world can afford it, there is no upper limit to the download or interaction speed.

That ring is not a real information node, nor is it a data bridge, more like a digital sign.

As his consciousness moved around the universe, countless messages came from all over the universe and into his spiritual world.

This is not a problem, and there is no danger. He is not an ordinary human being. The spiritual world is profound, and he can stop the process at any time if he wants.

--stop.

When he thought of the word, he actually gave instructions with consciousness, but ... didn't stop.

Massive data continued to come from all over the universe, pouring into his brain like a tide, into his spiritual world.

Most of them have nothing to do with his consciousness exploration and are meaningless pieces of information.

Various pictures and various characters kept flashing in his consciousness, and then sank into the sea. The calm spiritual world has waves, and then it grows so big that his temples swell slightly like ordinary humans.

Feeling the flood of information, Jing Jiu understood something.

When the Star Gate priestess was selected, the battleship Lieyang once launched a laser main gun to the ground.

Jing Jiu avoided those lasers and flew into space to open the Lieyang's hull, preparing to control the warship via the network.

At that moment, in the depths of the dark data channel that seemed to exist, there was a faint sigh.

The sigh was like coming from deep in the bottom of the well, with a deep chill, with a very cold feeling.

He turned and left, because he felt that man could threaten his existence. (These three sentences are copied from the previous text.)

After seeing the yukata girl at the hot spring, he knew she was the one. He trusted her, because the priest's pulse and the ascendant were indeed in a hostile relationship. The more important reason was that he felt that they were the same kind of people. At the beginning of the Chaotian Continent, Qing'er and Ping Yongjia were his firmest allies. Why is she the exception?

Of course, this choice is still risky. In order to reduce the risk as much as possible, he took her away from the main star and began to travel around, trying to convince her and herself.

Until a few days ago, he saw the sunny and sunny west coming, and received the crane he left for Shen Yun. The pressure from there finally made him determined to pour a cup of tea for her, then put it on That ring.

Everything should be done, but unfortunately it has entered the dull repetition.

He looked at Huaxi and said, "It's repeated, it doesn't fit your level."

The repetition here refers to the means.

He entered the spiritual world from the west, but was attacked, leaving a sense of God in it. Now he let go of Daoxin, and there was no obstacle in the connection with the Star Network, it was equivalent to entering her spiritual world, and then being attacked again, and this time the target was the spirit itself.

"I know humans very well," Huaxi said. "Your essence is repetition."

Jing Jiu said, "I thought you would think we are the same."

Huaxi said calmly, "Not yet."

During a few short conversations, information from all parts of the universe continued to flow in, like a torrent of torrents.

It is difficult to describe the number of these information flows with specific numbers. Even the highest-level storage devices of the Academy of Sciences will be filled in microseconds. Those information streams have not been selected in any way. Some are text, some are pictures, and some are videos. Most of them are disorderly fragments that cannot be arranged and occupy more space.

It's like gravel, it's like a turbulent stream, it's like a flying mountain that collapses, it's like a broken planet, like a red giant star, it keeps coming.

It can be understood that the data of the entire human civilization is bombarding his Tao heart, trying to destroy his consciousness.

Jing Jiu's consciousness was a bit dull, like Shen Yunbu's feeling after drinking the medicine.

Probably for this reason, he didn't notice that in these seemingly messy information torrents, some key data were hidden.

Huaxi looked at him quietly across the thin ice surface, without any emotion in his eyes.

Xilai looked at the scene and remained silent.

The river was surging, and the twelve-story building sword twitched slowly outward. The young Taoist robe was still so red.

The big red salamander is so striking in the dark universe.

He flew back to General Li.

General Li looked at Jing Jiudao: "You are indeed the strongest monk in the history of Chaotian Continent, but you are not a human, just a weapon."

Jing Jiu heard this sentence, or a similar expression.

That was many years ago, when Tianguangfeng held a meeting, his brother Taiping said through A Piao, and told everyone in the world.

Many people say that he is the sword demon, that he is not qualified to be the head of Qingshan, then go.

But now it is clear that neither General Li nor Huaxi will let him leave.

"I'm not whose weapon I am."

He looked at Huaxi and said, "Do you think this data can dispel my consciousness?"

"This data is used to format and overwrite your brain."

Huaxi said: "You have to write new programs to control you later."

Jing Jiu said, "Nothing can control me."

After saying this, his eyes fell on the ring, and countless bright sword lights appeared deep in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his hands firmly, and the ring on his fingers was stressed and began to twist slightly.

Now he can't stop the data of the entire human civilization from rushing to his own ocean of consciousness, because the flow of information is too fast and the door cannot be closed.

Then destroying the ring as a data channel should solve part of it.

More importantly, he faintly felt that the ring was hiding a deeper meaning and posing a certain threat to himself.

Since the other party wants to trap him in this way, this ring must be not ordinary.

In the crackling sound, the gems on the surface of the ring shattered in turn, emitting powder like crystal rain, and there were countless powerful breaths.

The broken gems turned out to be the most exquisite Daomen array, and what is even more powerful is that under the matrix, they are similar to the gravitational field generating device.

Those Daomen formations are extremely powerful, and each of them is not under the Yunmengshan formation, which can be said to be the pinnacle level of the practice world of Chaotian Continent.

Those miniature gravitational devices are even more incredible, far exceeding the level of technology exhibited by the Galaxy Alliance.

A very thin space isolated Jing Jiu's fingers and the body of the ring, so that his sword and power could not really fall on the ring.

It is indeed the crystallization of two civilizations that can actually block the edge of everything.

There has been a similar civilization in this world, that is, Shen Yunbu.

Shen Yunbu was not his opponent in the end, how long can this ring last?

As soon as countless white lights were born, they were bound by the sword in his fingers and chopped into nothingness.

This is his highest peak sword.

Senran's sword spread out across space, and countless meteorites in the asteroid belt burst instantly.

General Li and Xilai turned into two sword lights and retreated thousands of kilometers away.

The matrix on that ring's surface shattered in turn, and the empty spacers gradually became thinner.

Huaxi looked at the shards of gemstones floating in space, with a pity in her eyes.

Just before the ring completely disintegrated, suddenly a very thin cyan light appeared on Jing Jiu's wrist, tightening himself.

That cyan light is not a real thing, not even real light, but a projection of some kind of information fluctuation, or the appearance of a program.

There seemed to be a sound of a sword in the whole universe.

Not a flying sword.

Instead go to the sheath.

The gems and formations on that ring's surface re-stabilized.

The flood of information from the entire human civilization has become even more violent.

The key data hidden in the information flood emerged, and its own connections and laws were actually a program.

That program locked his consciousness, and was rewriting the code.

This is the cleanest restart, or factory reset.

...

...

"This ring is not Cheng Tianjian, this procedure is."

An old and distant voice appeared in this universe and fell on everyone's heart.

A huge figure appeared among the stars.

It was a short, thin old man wearing a bonnet, his face in the shadows, unable to see clearly.

This is not a real person, but a manifestation of consciousness in the real world, just like the cyan light in the hands of Jing Jiu ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ All ascensors salute the old man with great respect.

Aoyama ancestor.

Shen Qingshan.

Jing Jiu looked at him and didn't speak.

"You destroyed Chengtian Sword by every means on the Chaotian continent, thinking that you would be free from then, but you forgot that this sword was made by me."

Grandmaster Aoyama looked at him and said, "You ruined one, and I will make another one."

Jing Jiu felt the weight of heaven and earth in the blue light on his wrist, still silent.

"Don't try to stop this from happening, even if you don't acknowledge that you are a weapon left by the gods."

Aoyama looked at him and said, "Because ... everything is one, you are my sword."

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