Chapter 924 Starting From Scratch

"They're all dead... they're all fucking going to die, why are you trying so hard to find me?"

When Shen Yunbuan spoke again, his voice became a little erratic, like a real ghost.

Tong Yan said: "If Master Jingyang's death cannot be changed, we have to start thinking about the era after him."

Shen Yunbu rolled his eyes and said: "The old man can even kill him, do you still want to drag me to avenge him?"

Tong Yan said: "It's to avenge yourself, and you are the most likely to do it."

"The old man is indeed very powerful, but in all literary works, killing the father is a classic plot, and it often succeeds. It is really auspicious for me to take revenge."

Shen Yunbu used his consciousness to control the mechanical arm to scratch his itch, and said casually: "I do have this ability, don't look at the commanders of the star core fleet, but as long as I stand up, at least half of the captains will listen to me."

"First of all, you need to be able to stand up before you can stand up." Tong Yan said: "Is there a spare body available on this battleship?"

Shen Yunbu used his consciousness to enter the battleship system and read it, and said: "To ensure safety, they destroyed those bodies, leaving no raw materials."

Tong Yan said, "Where is your spare body from before?"

Shen Yunbu said: "The laboratory of the Alliance Academy of Sciences, but the main star is too dangerous, and there are two military bases belonging to the logistics department, and my relationship is not good. Go back to the old house. Since you have been there, you should be familiar with the way."

Tong Yan looked at him quietly, without speaking.

Shen Yunbu was a little puzzled, and said, "Didn't you find the eye? I hid a lot of my body in it many years ago."

"Your father always wants to occupy your bodies, don't you feel sick?" Tong Yanyu said earnestly.

Shen Yunxian sneered and said: "You are still a soaring cultivator, and you don't understand the reason why your body is like clothes? You can change clothes between brothers, and between father and son... well, it's really disgusting, but you still have to go."

Tong Yan was silent for a while, then said: "I burned those bodies in the old house."

Shen Yun was stunned, and cursed loudly: "You are sick!"

Tong Yan is very smart, knowing that it is correct not to say anything at this time, so he didn't say anything.

After scolding for a long time, Shen Yun was still tired after all, the main reason is that he only has one head, no body, and can only pronounce by mechanical vibration, which is really hard.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry, newly changed lips. The scene looked a little weird and scary.

Then he pouted his lips again, looked at the luggage bag that Tong Yan had been carrying in his hand and said, "What?"

Tong Yan said, "Bomb."

Shen Yunbu could sense the terrifying aura emanating from the luggage bag, and he didn't show any surprise, but he was a little puzzled and said, "Didn't you bring out a magic weapon of space?"

Tong Yan said: "The bomb is made with a space magic weapon."

If you want to explain it to others, it will be a very troublesome thing, but Shen Yunbu understood his meaning with only this sentence, showed a look of appreciation, and said: "As expected of the second smartest guy in Chaotian Continent... But it's too unsightly to always mention it like this. There should be one of my space magic weapons here, you can find it."

Tong Yan spread her consciousness to scan the battleship, and soon found the location of the magic weapon of space. She reached out and grabbed the dead housekeeper from a distance, took out an earring from her pocket, and said after a moment of perception: "It can indeed be put in, but..."

Shen Yunbu looked into his eyes quietly, and said, "Do you think the matryoshka is a bit ridiculous, or are you worried about me?"

If Tong Yan puts the bomb made of the space magic weapon in the luggage bag into the space magic weapon buried by Shen Yun, then the control will change hands.

Tong Yan didn't make any modifications, and said directly: "I don't trust you."

Shen Yunbu asked him to put the earring back on his earlobe, and said, "Forget it."

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and put the luggage next to the basin.

A clear light flashed across the metal operating table, and the luggage disappeared without a trace. A smile appeared on Shen Yunbu's face again, and he said, "That's about the same. Okay, what are we going to do next?"

"Now the three major fleets are under the control of Chen Ya. Even if you can instigate half of the Star Core Fleet, you can't change the current situation, especially since most of the Ascended are still loyal to your father, so I think we need some help." Tong Yan said.

Only the black hole can swallow the black hole, and only the ascended can fight against those ascended. If foreign aid is needed, the only way to look is to the Chaotian Continent.

Shen Yunbu looked at Tong Yan quietly for a long time.

Tong Yan was very calm, her expression didn't change, and she didn't give any further explanations.

"I didn't expect you to be crazier than me." Shen Yunbu suddenly laughed and said, "Could it be that the most outstanding minds will eventually be destroyed by madness? Well, then let us do this, but according to Jing Jiu, the two worlds are isolated, and information cannot be accurately transmitted to the people inside. How to arrange it?"

Ascendants who leave the Chaotian Continent can leave behind the talisman, but they cannot leave more information in the talisman. This principle is similar to that of light particles such as neutrinos.

"Qingshan can't do it, Zhongzhou faction can." Tong Yan said: "And I am the leader of Zhongzhou faction. But there is one thing to be confirmed. If this matter is not done well, the boundary between the two sides will be broken, something may happen to Chaotian Continent, and human beings in the universe may even perish early."

Shen Yunbu said, "Jing Jiu is about to die, why should I care about human beings?"

Tong Yan was a little surprised, and said, "I didn't expect you to really like Jing Jiu so much."

"He is my only friend, although I know he wants to be my master more..." Shen Yunbu took a look at Tong Yan and said, "You are okay, barely qualified to be my friend, but now it seems that you are much more boring than Jing Jiu."

Tong Yan suddenly said: "There is something I should tell you in advance."

Shen Yunbu said, "Tell me."

Tong Yan said: "Your father didn't have the idea of ​​killing you, I hope you knew before starting the war."

Shen Yunbu said: "Eternal exile is more terrifying than death."

Tong Yan said: "He set a time for your voyage, three hundred years, presumably he wants you to stay away from this war, and maybe even wants you to become the last kindling of mankind."

Shen Yunbu was silent for a while, and said: "Whether it is the fire seed or the precursor, they are all his experimental products after all, aren't they?"

Tong Yan didn't say anything more.

The black battleship sailed slowly towards a black hole in the distance, preparing to turn and accelerate with the help of its strong gravitational force, and go to a piece of universe beyond the Haiyin Nebula.

There was an inconspicuous white star in that universe, illuminating a void.

Chaotian Continent is there.

The black battleship is silent, really like a black coffin, it is not known who will bury human beings in the end.

Not long after, the voice of dialogue sounded again inside the black battleship.

"Do you know why I named him Huang?"

"Why?"

"Because my mother's surname is Huang."

"According to normal logic, your father should not let your mother live for too long."

"Yes, she died when I was born."

"According to normal logic, your father will not tell you anything about her, and no one else dares to tell you, so how do you know Lingtang's surname?"

"It feels like this sentence is referring to your mother's last name... Well, I knew it when I was in her stomach."

"I have a friend……"

"I know you do have a friend, not yourself, and I also know that friend is Su Ziye."

"Yeah, you read that book."

"The problem is that Su Ziye is not your friend in the book."

"He is He Zhan's friend, and I am also He Zhan's friend, so we are friends."

"Shen Qingshan is your enemy and my enemy, so are we also enemies?"

"Positive is positive, negative is positive, this is the simplest arithmetic problem, you should know, don't forcefully lower your IQ just to quarrel."

"Will Jing Jiu really die?"

"Um."

"You are the head of the Zhongzhou Sect, don't learn from the head of our Qingshan Sect."

"The head of this generation of Qingshan is Zhuo Rusui, and I have the opportunity to introduce you to him."

"Why?"

"Your temperaments are somewhat similar."

"It seems that Jing Jiu also said that... Let's talk about it, it seems that those guys in the book can ascend."

"If not, what are we going to do?"

"rational."

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There is no wind at the edge of the atmosphere, and the tree at the end of the cliff is quieter than the one in Yunmeng Mountain.

Zhao Layue was sitting under the tree, looking at the planet below with no expression on her face, while Firth Sword rested quietly on her lap, accumulating killing intent.

After returning from the snow mountain, she has been sitting here in silence.

This property belongs to Ran's family. The Priest Manor knew she was here, and the girl in bathrobe by the hot spring naturally knew that she was here, and knew what she was going to do.

If that moment really comes, Zhao Layue will jump off the cliff and slash at the girl in bathrobe and the planet with a sword.

That girl is everywhere, no matter how strong Firth's sword is, it is impossible to kill her, and it is not important how many people will die on this planet.

Zhao Layue understands this, but for some reason, she still quietly looks at the grassland, ready to draw her sword at any time.

Countless sheep walked slowly on the green grassland, sometimes flocking and sometimes scattered, like clouds in the sky.

There is a flock of sheep not far to the north of the priest's manor, which has been walking in different numbers these days, but now it is walking in a straight line.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it is a word.

Continuing forward from the grassland, passing through the majestic mountains again, and arriving at the misty hot spring, the girl in bathrobe slowly picked up the porcelain cup and brought it to her lips, sniffing the peaty smell of spirits inside, wrinkling the tip of her nose beautifully, waiting for that moment to come.

Sitting by the cliff, Zhao Layue didn't know if she saw this scene, but suddenly laughed, her dimples were full of coldness.

Ran Handong and Jiang Yuxia stood in the pavilion, looking at her back by the cliff, not knowing what to say.

The dishes on the stone table were cold and hot, and replaced with new ones, but no one touched them.

Zhong Lizi hugged the pavilion pillar, his silver hair fell weakly, nervous and sad, full of powerless feelings.

"Don't worry, he won't die." Zhao Layue said by the cliff.

They thought to themselves, if this is the case, then why have you been sitting here for so many days?

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Ding dong ding dong, bells sounded from somewhere on the grassland, followed by shouts.

The tranquil picture formed by the twilight and the grassland was suddenly broken, and the sheep slowly turned and walked back to the sheep pen. The straight line gradually deformed, and then closed, forming a circle.

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On the distant ancestral star, the sea water slowly lapped the sandy beach.

The monkeys were in the woods, looking at the leaves that seemed to be lit by the setting sun, and uttered terrified cries.

The coconut shells and coconut meat on the beach are gradually dispersed by the sea water.

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Different sunsets illuminate different scenery.

The snow-capped mountains seem to be coated with a layer of golden light, becoming the most beautiful picture in the hearts of believers.

"Sunshine Jinshan!"

Countless believers knelt down in the capital, in Baicheng, and on the official roads between the two cities, prostrating to the snow-capped mountains.

A dozen ascetic monks who were struggling to climb another ice peak stopped, stood quietly facing the snow-capped mountain, and slowly closed their eyes.

On the other side of the snow-capped mountains, Cao Yuan sat by the lake, looking at the lake in the distance, with a rare bewildered expression on his mottled face.

After the Kun was frightened by Zhao Layue, it kept sinking at the bottom of the lake, not daring to show its face, spit out some bubbles from time to time, replacing the projection of the white clouds, and became changing numbers.

Today, just now.

Kun spat out a huge ring-shaped bubble, which was also a circle when viewed from the sky.

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A circle is zero.

The world returns to zero.

The entire universe seemed to sense that someone was leaving, and was connected with the powerful will of these ascendants, leaving clear traces in the natural world.

Those traces may be the world's memorial to him.

Because he is the strongest person in the history of Chaotian Continent, a Taoist soul that is more powerful than Patriarch Qingshan, Master Yunmeng, Daoist Chunyang, and Huanxi Monk, and is the pinnacle that human beings can reach.

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Over there in the distant Scorpion Tail Nebula.

On an ordinary planet in the fringes.

There is an ordinary dormitory called 720.

Sunlight passes through the light snow, then passes through the glass window, and falls on the black and white keys of the piano.

Those slender and beautiful hands rested quietly on the keys, and did not move for a long time, as if they would never move again.

Chilling lightly landed on the back of the hand.

The little girl's childish voice came from behind: "Is it okay to eat pumpkin porridge today?"

"Not enough protein... cook two eggs."

The hands left the keys and closed the lid.

The boy got up and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Xue Ji leaned against the corner of the sofa, watching this seemingly ordinary scene with a blank expression, her dark eyes were full of pride.

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(There are still one hundred days before Da Dao Chaotian finishes the book.)