Chapter 985 Old House, Bottom of the Well and Taoyuan

A light and pure Taoist breath overflowed from Tong Yan's fingers, and soon filled the whole room.

Que Niang and the others also sat down one after another and began to adjust their breath.

Peng Lang's way of recuperating is a bit strange, holding the curved sword, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes as if falling asleep.

Shen Yun buried himself in the robot's central control room and said, "Then what should I do?"

The robot is already very dilapidated, but there must be no suitable materials and devices in this base, and it cannot be repaired at all.

He only had one head left, and his consciousness was not damaged, so he really had nothing to do.

No one paid any attention to him.

The room was unusually quiet, and several seemingly different, but actually somewhat similar auras kept reverberating.

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After an unknown amount of time, Tong Yan opened her eyes and found that Liu Shisui and Peng Lang had already woken up.

Then Que Niang and the others also woke up.

But there was no figure of the tall robot in the room.

Tong Yan frowned slightly.

Everyone could see that he was in a bad mood because Shen Yunbu left without authorization.

Tong Yan said to Liu Shisui: "You should go out for a walk at this time."

Yuan Qu and Yu Shan thought that Xiao He had already left, desolate Mars, dilapidated ancient human buildings, what good could he do alone?

Liu Shisui understood what he meant, and after confirming that the sword intent that had invaded his body was forced out, he walked out of the room.

Walking is to show the immortals on the mountain, so you have to walk calmly and casually, just like real sightseeing.

So everyone went out with him.

This ring base is indeed very old, and from the remaining traces, it can be seen that the various systems are still relatively backward.

Especially the energy system, which still uses stellar light energy panels.

The field-like stellar light energy panels spread far away, and now only some black particles among the gravel remain.

"No wonder it's the childhood of human civilization. Even first-level nuclear fusion hasn't been invented yet? It's really backward." Su Ziye said with emotion.

Liu Shisui had a different interpretation, saying, "With such a level of technology, it is truly admirable that humans at that time bravely entered the universe."

A mocking voice came from a distance ahead: "Su Ziye, did you know what nuclear fusion is ten days ago? A countryman actually has the nerve to laugh at others."

Everyone walked over following the sound, and when they reached the other side of the alloy partition, they found the broken robot sitting on a stone step.

Below the stone steps is a cliff tens of meters high, and below the cliff is another world that they did not see at the top of the mountain.

There are many wrecks of machines and spaceships under the cliff, and some of the original appearance can be vaguely seen.

Years of sandstorms have covered up most of the truth, but the original tragedy can still be felt.

If the ring base still has a feeling of childhood in human civilization. This world is like an old house in the countryside that has been forgotten for many years, covered with ivy, giving people a very eerie feeling.

"I scanned it, and a small nuclear war broke out here."

Shen Yunbu said: "If you are willing, maybe you can dig to the bottom and find fossils of ancient humans."

Su Ziye was puzzled and said, "Doesn't it mean that they haven't mastered first-level nuclear fusion yet?"

The robot turned its head, looked at him like an idiot and said, "Mastering requires an understanding of creation, but weapons only require an understanding of destruction."

This sentence is easy to understand. Su Ziye's face darkened, and he changed the subject and said, "Ancient civilizations... are quite rude."

"To be precise, this civilization is not the ancient civilization we thought it was."

Shen Yunbu began to teach everyone: "The ancient civilization where the gods lived is already the rebirth of human civilization. In the childhood of human civilization, human beings lived on the ancestral planet and could not leave, just like babies cannot leave the cradle, and chicks cannot leave the nest. In order to compete for resources, they can only kill each other. This is probably called nesting?"

Su Ziye said: "They have been able to establish a base on Mars, why are they still unable to leave?"

"Because they don't have the ability to leave the solar system, even if they can leave, they won't be able to find a new home. What's the difference between such a small galaxy and a nest?"

The tall robot stood up and walked forward along the stone steps. Parts were scattered along the way, making clanking sounds.

I don't know why, but the robot has a funny back view, but it is sad.

Yes, the solar system is the old house of human childhood, so what about the current Galaxy Alliance? It was just a slightly larger village.

The technological level of human civilization is still underdeveloped.

What is even more desperate is that the evolutionary prospects of human life do not seem to be very good, and there is no possibility of any breakthrough.

Break through the inertia of thinking? No, it is breaking through the speed of light.

Only by finding a way to break through the speed of light can we completely get rid of the twist hole—this existence like a certain famous sword—so as to obtain real freedom, and can leave the galaxy group, go to a distant place, and even reach the physical edge of the universe to confuse the source or end of time.

Shen Yunbu vaguely discovered this problem when he was five years old, so he threw himself into the arms of the girl by the hot spring and cried with snot all over his face. Later, he no longer cried bitterly over this issue, but rather gave up on himself. Of course, in the eyes of others, his self-abandonment had no philosophical reasons at all, and it was purely a mental problem. .

"Hi!" Tong Yan suddenly called out.

The robot stopped and asked without looking back, "How?"

Tong Yan said: "Didn't we talk about the curvature spaceship that day? Didn't we say it was feasible?"

The robot lowered its head and said, "That's just a crude imagination of a novelist."

Tong Yan said: "But the evolution of human beings has just begun, and it is far from the end."

During the long journey of the black coffin-like warship flying to Chaotian Continent, the second smartest person in Chaotian Continent and the second smartest brain of the Galaxy Alliance had many conversations on this topic, from the ocean of stars to particle cutting, from sociology to the upgrade explosion of nuclear power furnaces...

Tong Yan believes that whether it is Xueji or that girl, Qingtian Jianling or Ping Yongjia, and the most important Jing Jiu, all are different evolution directions of human beings.

Although in the eyes of many people, these existences are not human beings.

"At least it's not the result of the evolution of humans themselves." The robot said: "If carbon-based monkeys like humans really get close to the speed of light, they will go crazy."

Don't say beyond the speed of light, as long as it is close to the speed of light, human beings will be extremely alienated, especially from the perspective of sociology.

At that time each human being will be a society.

This is the distance that the vast universe inevitably brings.

"Everyone will have their own time."

The robot looked up at the night sky and said, "From this point of view, is my old man doing an experiment?"

At this time, they had left the ancient human settlements and came to the wasteland on the surface of Mars.

A tattered and tall robot raised its head.

Tong Yan was wearing a black modern formal suit, standing behind him with her hands behind her back.

Liu Shisui changed into a new gray plaid shirt and stood beside Tong Yan.

Peng Lang is like a swordsman.

The four of them are like sick people.

This strange combination is looking at the night sky.

The robot said: "If the old man really turns this place into his own world, Jing Jiu will die."

"Uncle Master will definitely be able to break through this sword array, um... wait for Her Majesty to heal her wounds."

Yuan Qu said: "Back then, my uncle and His Majesty had teamed up to kill Immortal White Blade, and now they have killed nine other shadow hunters. The cooperation has always been very good."

The robot was still looking at the night sky, and its voice was loose and cold: "You mean he tricked Xue Ji into Qingshan Sword Prison?"

Yuan Qu is the root of Shangde Peak, so he naturally knew those secrets, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "It all happened a long time ago."

Yes, this past event is related to the Qingshan Sword Prison. Now Shangde Peak has been leveled, and the Sword Prison has long since disappeared.

The robot was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I heard that looking up in the Sword Prison is like looking out from the bottom of a well?"

Yuan Qu thought of the snow-covered cave that had not been seen for hundreds of years, and said with some reminiscence: "That passage was originally a well."

The robot raised its heavy mechanical arm, pointed to the stars in the night sky, and said, "If the sun appeared there, we would look like the mouth of a well."

Every star can actually be understood as the mouth of a well, but some wells are deep and some are shallow.

Patriarch Qingshan turned the solar system into a sword formation, and everyone couldn't leave the fire. This is a new sword prison, and they can only look at the mouth of the well in vain?

"Wu Wenwen died just after climbing a step to the mouth of the well." The robot said: "I don't like this feeling, this feeling of being unable to breathe, Tong Yan, please don't talk, I know I have no body, no lungs, and I can't breathe at all. Even if I have lungs, when do we need to breathe again? I'm talking about feeling, do you know about feeling?"

Tong Yan stood in the shadow of the robot, not intending to speak at all.

The rest were also silent.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, the robot suddenly raised its arms, stretched its waist, and said, "That's the end of the sad spring and autumn! Let's continue breaking the formation."

Tong Yan smiled slightly, stretched out a stone and began to write on the wall beside her. It only took more than ten seconds to write on a wall that was several meters long.

Incomparably complicated numbers, functions, formulas, and text explanations filled that wall extremely.

"It is still necessary to clarify the operating rules of this sword formation. What is the state of the patriarch's spiritual consciousness distributed in the solar system?"

"This sword formation is most likely also an amplifier, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how his consciousness traveled thousands of light years and reached the galaxy outside the fog."

"The patriarch's spiritual consciousness can travel through the universe, so this large formation is not as simple as an amplifier."

"I think the key is to find the eye of the array. If you can't find it through calculation and observation, you should be able to deduce it from the hub."

"According to Shi Sui and Peng Lang's personal experience, this green mountain sword formation in the solar system is a self-generated formation, and the formation is hidden in the deepest part."

"Judging from Chen Ya's use of the blue light rope to summon the killing intent of the sword array, if someone can send a signal from the hub, we may be able to determine the relative position."

"It sounds impossible, but I think it's very interesting."

"What's the meaning?"

Everyone discussed enthusiastically, and their voices echoed among the remains of human civilization.

The stars are unblinking in the night sky, and they are very attentive.

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The starlight fell on the sea and reflected into the cave. The light was as gentle and beautiful as water, but it was not bright, but it was enough for an ascended fairy.

Zhuo Rusui sat on the ground, holding a blue book and reading it carefully.

This book is the latest archaeological achievement of Patriarch Qingshan on this planet. It is a prose written by a poet surnamed Tao, describing a place of Taoyuan isolated from the world.

The reason why the author is confirmed to be a poet rather than an essayist is naturally because archeology has found that more of the author's creations are verses.

After reading the last paragraph of "The Tale of Peach Blossom Spring", he shook his head, carefully put the blue book back into the extremely high-end storage box, and then turned off the movie.

Today, more than 30 movies have been played on the light screen, and they are all fast-forwarded. When he was reading, he watched them from the corner of his eye and recorded them in his mind.

This is the homework given to him by his ancestors.

But he always felt that this piece of "Peach Blossom Spring" was not as simple as homework, but implied something, otherwise why did he have to memorize this piece? Obviously the other one is much more beautiful, and the pastoral will not return... How good, can't you just retire, Patriarch? Why do you have to confront those juniors, especially guys like Jing Jiu?

Zhuo Rusui walked out of the cave and came to the beach. Looking at the strange scenery, he couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

He felt that the patriarch asked him to recite "Peach Blossom Spring" to imply something, and it had something to do with the scenery in front of him at this time.

Calculated according to the time, it should be daytime at this time, but the sun in the sky has disappeared, and I don't know where it went.

The sea water not far away is as black as ink, gently rising with the wind, as if being gently dipped by an invisible large brush.

The moon hangs quietly on the horizon, much larger than the previous days, and its color is extremely red, like blood, revealing an evil spirit.

He could even see the planets in the depths of the night sky forming an inverted cross.

It's like a giant sword.

This sword formation that spans the solar system is really too grand and remarkable.

He didn't even dare to observe more, he always felt that the illusory starry sky he saw would swallow all his spirit in the next moment.

The Patriarch is worthy of being the first ascender of the human race, and his handwriting is really magnificent.

Thinking about it, the ancestor ruled the Galaxy Alliance for many years and stayed on the ancestor star. Could it be that he just wanted to find some toys from the childhood of human civilization in this old house?

Zhuo Rusui walked to the pool, looked at the Patriarch who was fishing as usual, and asked hesitantly, "Is the solar system the Taoyuan you built for yourself?"

"If it's really such a beautiful place as Taoyuan, I certainly won't leave it to myself, aren't you here?"

The patriarch put down his fishing rod, stuck it into the sand beside him, pointed to a place in the night sky and said, "Aren't there still people coming?"

Zhuo Rusui followed that old finger and saw Mars.