The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu looked back at the universe, turned and opened the door and walked into the living room. He took off his hat and sat on the upholstered chair.

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

Zhong Lizi was combing her long silver hair with a comb, watching him come out casually, and was about to sneer at him. Suddenly he looked at the face exposed after taking off his hat, and suddenly lost his temper. , The sound has become a lot softer.

"Is it time? Speaking of why are you so interested in the news? Did you come from above? Was it hurt by your stepmother?"

She really has no resistance to this face, otherwise the other day would not accept the other party's request for a lease.

You need to know that the other party can't produce their identity documents and has nothing.

However, she is not afraid of what the other party will do. This teenager is really good-looking. Whether it is to make money or even go to the upper levels of the cloud to get to know the big people, there are methods. What violence is needed. Of course, the main reason is that she is a student of Xinshi College and has more fighting power than ordinary people. How can this teenager be her opponent? However, it was also because she saw the extreme face that she was deceived by the other party. She used her own name to transmit the novel to the academy website. As a result, who knew the evaluation was so bad ...

"Human beings are not as powerful as they were in ancient civilizations, but everyone can practice infuriating after mastering the methods of genetic modification. It's really difficult to make people think that this kind of traditional fairy-tale novel is attractive." Zhu Jiuyu insisted on perseveringly: "Like those sea-breaking sword repairs written in your book, they sound very powerful and bluffing, but Feijian's speed is so slow that even the battleships can't catch up, how to fight? They are indeed stronger than the current human beings, and they are not much worse. How can it make readers have a strong emotional impact? Unless you write a practitioner who can destroy a star with one punch, that is pretty much the same. "

Jing Jiu now knew what a star was, saying, "No one can."

With his real strength, he cannot destroy a star, nor can other practitioners in the heavenly continent, let alone this low civilization.

"I heard that one of the most powerful stellar weapons is now ..." Zhong Lizi lowered his voice and put it in his ear. "You can destroy a star directly, but the problem now is that you can't collect enough energy, It is also said to be star-rated. "

Jing Jiu thought this was a meaningless sentence.

If there is a magic weapon that can absorb all the immortality in the burning fireball, what can it do to destroy it?

Suddenly there was a sound of music, and he knew that there was another minute to go. He sat upright on the cushion and looked at the light curtain ahead.

Every night at eight o'clock, that light curtain will broadcast something called news, which is to say the important things happening in this world again. Although he didn't understand why he did this kind of thing, for his stranger, this is an important source of information to understand the world, and he doesn't want to miss it.

Zhong Lizi poured another glass of water, took some pills, took a few bites of cellulose and ate a few sips, which was regarded as the end of the dinner. He continued to say, "Would you like to modify the content before the ascension? It has not been updated anyway. Let ’s strengthen the conflict between the Qingshan School and the Zhongzhou faction, and make some other grievances, such as did Bai Zhenren and Liu Ci have happened in the past, and how did they later become strangers? For example, between Zhao Layue and Bai Zao ... "

Jing Jiuxin thought Gu Qingdu had already done that, wasn't it enough?

He wrote Dadao Chaotian's novel, which naturally has its profound meaning. It needs to be seen by as many people as possible. It can only be published by this little girl. However, it is unavoidable that he has been told a lot, and turned to look at the silver-haired girl's eyes. What to say, in the end did not speak. After all, it is a lower civilization. What can they ask for?

Zhong Lizi was looked at by him like this, could not help but feel a little shy, and said softly: "Is Jiu Ji in the book yourself? Really narcissistic ... but ... you really look good, how old are you this year?"

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

Zhong Lizi looked at his upright sitting posture and focused expression, and felt boring.

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

This boy is really weird, or maybe he is the one above.

The picture on the news has changed several times and came to a huge metal door where a reporter was interviewing an official. The official said that the explosion the other day was an accident and was controlled in a timely manner. It had no impact on the environment or the structure, and the people need not panic.

Jing Jiu was a bit surprised. According to the relevant common sense he learned these days, the court or the Meihui here should have issued a wanted order. Why hasn't he seen his easily recognized face in the news? Does it mean that the place called the laboratory is not important?

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

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

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Before Jing Ji opened his eyes in the laboratory, he heard a conversation.

He hadn't heard of the language, but strangely enough he could understand the meaning of those conversations.

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

He opened his eyes and saw the man.

The man had blond hair and a plain face, and was wearing a white coat.

He subconsciously expressed a question and felt not very polite, so he got up from the stage, nodded to the other side, and expressed his gratitude.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Chaotian Continent, and it was very popular for some time even on Dong Yi Dao.

Of course, he didn't need to think about politeness when he was in the heavenly continent, but it may be the legendary fairyland, and he thinks it should be low-key.

The two scientists are the top figures in this world. I don't know how many galaxies and strange things they have seen. They didn't scream because he woke up.

But they were still surprised, staring at Jing Jiu, blinking his eyes.

——Jing Jiu forgets that he is not wearing clothes, just like he was in the town magic prison.

He swept around with his sword, and within a short time he grasped the environment of the place and all the details, 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 boring feeling.

What made him a little interested was that when he looked at the world, it was all metal. It seems that the minerals in Xianjie are much richer than that in Chaotian Continent.

As for the small magic instruments that flash light and look very delicate and complicated, they are similar to those of the instruments, but the spar inside is too small and the energy is not pure.

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

What disappoints him most is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Whether it is those magical instruments or fake light sources outside the window, it shows that the use of fairy air in this world is indirect, and to a certain extent, it is not as good as those in the original world. Intercontinental standards.

Is this really the fairyland?

How could it be so backward?

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In a short time, he reached a conclusion, returned calm, looked at the two people, noticed that the other person was paying a salary-like look, and found that he was not wearing clothes. The battle with the outer demons was so terrible, the white coat was naturally destroyed, and he left the Chaotian continent and lost contact with that space, unable to bring those clothes with him.

How else could he not take the bamboo chair away?

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

He raised his hands, ready to salute each other.

Unexpectedly, the other side was startled and shouted a few steps back.

He really didn't hear those languages, but he could understand what the other party meant.

"Stop it! There is a six-level energy field here, and even the main gun of the battleship cannot be fired!"

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, retracted his hands and walked forward a few steps, and she came into contact with an invisible barrier.

What does the energy field mean?

He didn't find this invisible barrier, which is really unimaginable.

The big question is why is there such an invisible barrier?

Are these people going to imprison themselves?

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

Countless sword lights emerged between the palm of his hand and the air, illuminating his expressionless face.