Chapter 986

Zhuo Rusui is the head of Qingshan, and he has practiced Chengtian swordsmanship since he started, and he is in the ancestor star at this time, so he can see this solar system very clearly.

The tiny red planet seems to be at the fingertips of the Patriarch, but the actual location is unknown.

He hesitated for a while, and asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "Why is the Shengmen placed in the middle of the handle?"

Except for the lore array that Daoist Taiping put up in the East China Sea, there is no need to keep the door of life, and the rest of the formations will keep the door of life. The position of Shengmen is very particular, the most common and classic position is hidden between the handles. The problem is that the Patriarch should know that most of the juniors he has to deal with are Qingshan disciples, and it is relatively easy to find the location of the Shengmen, why do he do this? With his supernatural powers, he can completely place the Shengmen in a more secretive and dangerous place.

"Because we will also go out in the future." Patriarch said: "I said that I have bad legs and feet, it's too complicated, don't be unable to go out by yourself."

Zhuo Rusui felt something was wrong even more, Xiaoyi asked: "Then how do you deal with those people on Mars?"

The Patriarch asked, "Do you know what's going on over there?"

Zhuo Rusui shook his head honestly.

Patriarch said, "I don't know either."

This sword array across the solar system isolates the outside universe. People in that universe don't know the specific situation in the solar system. Those on Mars only know the planet under their feet. Correspondingly, even if the ancestor has boundless supernatural powers, he doesn't know what the current situation of the Galaxy Alliance is.

"But... aren't you worried that those people will find a way to break the formation?"

Zhuo Rusui confirmed the method of cracking this solar system formation earlier than Tong Yan and Shen Yunbu, who were far away on Mars - at least one of the space coordinates of the formation hub and the formation eye needs to be determined.

The Patriarch ignored him and picked up another bamboo pole from his side to start fishing.

After Zhuo Rusui came to Ancestral Star, he watched the Ancestor sitting by the pool and fishing by the sea, but he didn't see anything good caught by him.

He couldn't help reminding: "I know it's hard to break the formation, but...Tong Yan is really powerful."

The Patriarch suddenly raised the bamboo pole that had just entered the water, and swung it towards the night sky.

The water droplets on the bamboo pole floated out, like arrows, and disappeared into the night sky without knowing where.

The bloody moon in the distance faintly changed instantly, and then quickly returned to normal.

The Patriarch looked at the spark farther away, and suddenly sighed.

Zhuo Rusui didn't know what happened, but he knew that something must happen, so he asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

The patriarch took back the bamboo pole and did not directly answer his question, but said, "Is there any formation in the world that cannot be broken? I am not a real god."

Zhuo Rusui said in a daze: "Then what shall we do next? Just wait."

The Patriarch said, "Yes, wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhuo Rusui looked at the coconut grove on the beach, as if asking a question, or talking to himself.

The sun disappeared into the big formation, and the day was so dim, so the moon and the sky full of stars could be seen.

The beach is silvered by the stars, but the edge of the coconut grove seems to be on fire.

"Wait for Jing Jiu to die."

The patriarch probably also felt that the fishing was not effective, so he inserted the bamboo pole back into the sand, supported Zhuo Rusui's hand and slowly stood up.

"It's impossible for Xue Ji to keep him stable all the time, hibernation? After a long time, he will sleep forever. One day he must wake up."

The old and slightly tired voice of the patriarch was sent far away by the waves.

"Maybe it's a few years, maybe it's decades. Anyway, when I'm still alive, that's when he dies, no matter which corner of the universe he's hiding in."

Zhuo Rusui supported him and walked towards the cave, unable to suppress the doubts in his heart, he said: "They will definitely try to kill you before that, what should Xue Ji do?"

The patriarch walked slowly to the gate of the cave, sat in a wheelchair, and said with a smile, "Take me to the island for a stroll."

The smile that emerges from the wrinkles is like a fish jumping out of the waves, inconspicuous but extremely vivid.

Naturally, this was not to thank Zhuo Rusui for his polite smile, but to represent some kind of detachment and indifference.

Zhuo Rusui was extremely shocked, thinking that you don't even pay attention to Xue Ji?

The wheelchair crushed the bluestone road, passed through the alloy gate and the device that Zhuo Rusui didn't know the function of until now, and came to the deepest part of the cave.

Passing through the small door there is another world.

This feeling reminded him of the Sword Prison at the bottom of Shangde Peak.

Go to the deepest part of the sword prison, push the door open, and you will find Yinfeng.

Of course, there are no hidden peaks here, and there is no space conversion. It's just that on the other side of the island, there is a completely different scenery from that side.

Isolated by the cliffs on the island, the sound of the waves over there has become inaudible, and the sound of water that can be heard comes from a waterfall.

The sea water gushes out from the crevice of the island mountain, and falls into another quiet sea along the cliff, with a drop of more than 20 meters.

It is also miraculous to say that there is no space formation, but this small island can cut the sea surface into a ladder-like existence.

The cliff is extremely steep and smooth, and the stone quality is also very special, like jasper.

Even if the seawater washes for hundreds of millions of years, it is difficult to form such a landform. I don't know how it came about.

Zhuo Rusui pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the waterfall, looked at the bloody full moon in the water mist, thought about Shengmen, Chen Ya, Pozhen and the patriarch's indifference to Xueji mentioned in the previous conversation, the more he thought about it, the more weird and inexplicably startled he felt, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Your formation is so profound that it's hard to tell whether it's real or not."

This sentence can be understood as a pun, or it can be said to have a deep meaning.

"It's true when it's fake, you should have seen this sentence." Patriarch Qingshan said indifferently.

Zhuo Rusui curled his lips and said, "I don't like reading that story."

"That's not a story, it's a heart."

Patriarch Qingshan smiled and said, "Just like the story written by Jing Jiu, how can you tell if it's true or not?"

Zhuo Rusui was slightly startled and said, "You can still watch that nonsensical thing?"

"If I hadn't seen you from that story, how could I have brought you here?" Patriarch watched the waterfall disappear into the sea and said softly.

In the story called "Da Dao Chaotian", Zhuo Rusui appeared quite a few times and took on a lot of roles, but after all, there was something separating him from Shenmo Peak.

Fundamentally speaking, Tianguang Peak's lineage is the direct descendant of Daoist Taiping, and it is two flowers with Jingyang.

General Li died in the galaxy outside the fog, and Shen Yunbu was subdued by Jing Jiu, so he was exiled.

Patriarch Qingshan looked back at Chaotian Continent and saw Zhuo Rusui.

No matter from which point of view, Zhuo Rusui is the best successor of Qingshan Sect.

What I'm talking about here is not the Qingshan Sect of Chaotian Continent, but the career that the Patriarch opened up in this universe.

"After being the head of the puppet for so many years, it feels really...in fact, it's quite easy."

Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, and said, "I don't have any grievances against Shenmo Peak, except for the matter of Master."

It was Tong Yan's method that Liu Ci blocked the catastrophe for Daoist Taiping in Xihai.

Tong Yan is an unnamed disciple of Shenmo Peak.

More importantly, the situation in the West Sea was the result of Jing Jiu letting go.

That's the problem.

"I don't care about your attitude towards them, or whether what you say is true or not."

The patriarch stretched out his skinny index finger, slid across the light mist from the waterfall, and said, "You just need to see my victory and accept my reasoning."

Just like what his son Shen Yunburied on Mars said.

There may be no reason in the universe, because the end is inevitable, but who can exist longer, then that is the truth at this stage.

Victory is justice?

No, it makes sense.

After hearing these words, Zhuo Rusui looked at Patriarch's back and was silent for a long time.

The patriarch was sitting in a wheelchair, right in front of his eyes, and his hands were still in the wheelchair, but he felt that the patriarch had gone far away.

Many years ago at the Mei Festival in Chaoge City, Jing Jiu was a little distracted listening to the sound of Lian Sanyue's piano. At that time, in Zhao Layue's eyes, he had also traveled far away.

——It shouldn't exist in the human world, but it makes so many things in the human world.

Looking at the waterfall falling into the sea, Zhuo Rusui sighed softly in his heart.

The ink-like sea water fell from the jasper-like smooth cliff, galloping like a herd of horses, knocked a hole in the sea surface, and then continued downward with countless bubbles.

Those bubbles didn't get too deep into the sea, so they stopped slowly, and then floated towards the sea surface.

Some of the seawater falling from the cliff flows downward surrounded by more seawater, forming dark tides that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

There is not a grain of sand on the seabed here, but countless stone slabs, and traces of man-made can be clearly seen.

Aquatic plants grow in the crevices of the stone slabs, swaying slowly.

If you continue to go underground along the root system of aquatic plants, you can see a huge space.

That space is about a thousand meters high, and there is no end in sight around it. I don't know where it will extend.

Countless black square towers stood quietly in the space, looking like tombstones, and also like some ancient ritual equipment.

There are extremely precise and complicated circuits in the black square tower, faintly exuding a light blue luster, forming a large array with nuclear power furnaces as its energy source.

I don't know what is the connection between this large formation and the large formation across the solar system. The level of technology is obviously far superior to the current Galaxy Alliance, and it should be related to ancient civilizations.

A few strange-shaped sea fish swam over from afar, trying to eat the aquatic plants in the crevices of the stone slabs.

When they first came to this area, they felt the invisible fluctuations gushing out from the ground, causing extreme pain, and they swam back to the distance in fear.

"Jing Jiu will definitely have a headache at this time."

Patriarch Qingshan turned his eyes away from the sea, looked at the night sky, and said, "Actually, I also have some headaches."

Zhuo Rusui said naturally: "Shall I rub it for you?"

Patriarch Qingshan waved his hand, indicating that he doesn't need to be in front of him like he was in front of Jing Jiu.

Zhuo Rusui smiled a little embarrassedly, and asked, "What's your headache?"

"You know that the ancestor star sometimes cannot see the sun in the daytime like today." The ancestor said.

Zhuo Rusui read a lot of archaeological excavated classics on Zu Xing, so he naturally knew the answer, and said, "You are talking about a solar eclipse."

"Yes, in the ancient barbaric era, the humans on the ancestor star regarded the solar eclipse as the eclipse of the dog."

The patriarch looked at a certain place in the night sky and said, "It's really a coincidence that there is also a dog today."

Zhuo Rusui followed his line of sight, and said with a trembling voice, "Master Yexiao...has come out too?"

"It is said that a dog is the most loyal friend of man, so it should be the most loyal to Qingshan."

Patriarch Qingshan rubbed his knees and asked with a smile: "I'm really curious, who will it be loyal to?"

In the battle between Master Taiping and Master Jingyang, Shigou remained strictly neutral.

Logically speaking, it should also remain neutral between Patriarch Qingshan and Jing Jiu.

Why did it take Tong Yan and others to Mars, and now it is wandering in the solar system to find the location of the formation?

It's a pity that it resisted the infinite sword intent in the solar system and walked so fearlessly that it couldn't reach the ancestral star, nor could it find the eye of the formation.

Zhuo Rusui was very sure of this.

The eyes and hubs of this solar system sword formation alternate with each other, and unless the patriarch lets them reveal themselves, they cannot be found at all.

He pushed the wheelchair back to the other side of the island.

The patriarch didn't know whether he was sleepy or tired, so he sat in a wheelchair, listened to the waves, and began to take a nap with his eyes closed.

Zhuo Rusui squatted down beside the wheelchair, looked at the snow-like silver sand beach, the reddish coconut grove, and the sand tower not far away, silent.

A few days ago, he knelt on the beach to recite books. He was really idle and bored, so he built a tower with sea water mixed with sand.

Some are like the stone pagoda in Guocheng Temple.

Many years ago, he hugged that stone pagoda in Guocheng Temple for a long time.

At that time, according to what his master Liu Ci told him, he stared at Patriarch Xuanyin for a long, long time.

So now, should he hug the withered old legs on the wheelchair beside him, or stare at the sand tower that is not allowed to withstand the slightest bit of wind and rain?

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One sun is temporarily hidden, and there are still countless suns in the universe, illuminating the lives on those planets.

The morning light fell from the top of the crustal cliff, first illuminating the grass on the edge of Shouer City, and then waking up a middle-aged man who stayed up until the early morning.

The middle-aged man yawned, walked to the porch with strong tea, looked at the short-haired girl passing by the roadside, and thought to himself that the young people nowadays are really not good enough to urinate so much and start staying out at night. When he saw the long-haired white cat in the arms of the short-haired girl, he was even more surprised, and wanted to call the police?

Compared with ancient civilizations, the current Galaxy Alliance is much more convenient to keep pets, but precious white cats like this are rare in suburban areas.

The morning wind blew the girl's messy short hair, which was dyed red by the rising sun, like a burning flame.

"Haven't found a way to control Xue Ji?" She asked blankly.

Qing'er's uneasy voice sounded in her ears: "There is no clue, but according to the calculation results of the sea of ​​data, they may indeed be here."

Zhao Layue hummed, hugged Ada and continued walking towards the grass.

The middle-aged man yelled twice, but she ignored it.

Qing'er continued: "Is that why he likes this place so much? Because he was here when he first came here, so he recognizes it as his home?"

"It's just that I'm too lazy to find another place."

After Zhao Layue finished speaking, she jumped over the barrier net in front of her, walked to the edge of the crack and jumped down.

The middle-aged man shouted and chased after him, just in time to see this scene, he couldn't help being extremely shocked, and the milk glass in his hand fell to the grass with a bang.