MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 7 Tear ear

　　Fusi sword just shattered, and then gained true freedom.

　　 The shackles of heaven and earth also seemed to be broken, and the sun became extremely clear and energetic.

　　 All this is naturally because of Jing Jiu's changes.

　　 An elegant and pure fairy will radiated from his body.

　　 He became completely himself again.

　　 Zhao Layue stared at his wrist.

　　 The cyan light rope was originally very light and thin, and it would be hard to find if you didn't look closely.

At this time, the color of the cyan light rope began to thicken and became more "real"-as expected, as he really woke up, his consciousness began to become active, and the fairy spirit began to overflow, the Xinchengtian Sword also began to make his own attack.

　　 Everyone's eyes fell on his wrist, very disturbed.

　　 This is what everyone fears most and wants to avoid.

　　Fusi's sword is broken, and Xue Ji is not there. How should Jing Jiu fight against the patriarch's will?

　　 The flow of time seemed to accelerate rapidly, the cyan light rope became more and more real, and gradually tightened, sinking into his skin, looking very strange.

　　 Jing Jiu's face is still pale, his expression is still indifferent, but there is pain in the deepest part of his eyes.

　　 Shen Qingshan looked at him quietly, with sword light flickering in his eyes.

　　 There is sword light in the distant sea.

　　 There is also sword light in the floating clouds at high places.

　　 The Solar System Sword Array is disintegrating, but there is a Sword Array wherever he is.

　　 The place covered by the sword formation is as far as his spiritual sense can reach.

　　 The program that was trying to control Jing Jiu's body was a new Heaven-Chengtian sword he refined.

　　 Now that Heaven-Changing Sword is also a link in the sword formation of all things.

　　 No matter how strong Jing Jiu's willpower is, he can't resist this kind of control.

　　No one can interrupt this process.

　　 Zhao Layue and others' faces were paler than Jing Jiu, but they could only stand still and watch.

　　 Xue Ji is not here, it seems that no one can stop this.

　　……

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　　In the distant universe, on the other side of the sun.

　　 The oval-shaped super battleship has been dismantled to pieces.

　　 The black stele is quietly suspended in countless rubbles, no longer as quiet as it once was, but more like a dead thing.

　　 Qingshan Patriarch really cared about the life and death of Huaxi, and didn't do anything about it.

　　 Ah Da came here with the hollowed-out golden ball, and he calmed down the black stele.

　　 But they also paid a great price.

　　 Xue Ji squatted on the surface of the monument, drenched, her eyes closed, she looked extremely weak.

　　 The corpse dog was sitting on the other side of the black monument, breathing slowly with his eyes closed, keeping his wounds constantly.

　　 Ada hugged the sharp corner of the top of the monument, closed his eyes and took a nap, the hair fell off a lot, looking extremely miserable.

　　 Hanchan sat on its head, tightly holding the hollowed-out gold wire ball, countless clever eyes expressing the lingering and tense emotions with little luster.

　　 Suddenly, all the emotions in its pupils became panic and restless.

　　 Ada opened his eyes and looked towards the sun, his pupils were golden by the sun.

　　——That is the color of fallen leaves.

　　 It felt strong fear and anxiety, and meowed timidly.

　　 Xueji and Shigou opened their eyes and looked towards the sun at the same time, silent.

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　　 The wind is calm.

　　 The sand is like a grave.

　　 Two wheelchairs are next to each other.

　　 Jing Jiu and Shen Qingshan looked at each other.

　　 Two terrible wills confront each other.

　　 This kind of confrontation is very calm and very hard.

　　 The feeling beyond the meaning of the word pain, which is absolutely indescribable in words, is constantly eroding his Taoism.

　　 His face became paler and paler, his eyes dimmed.

　　In contrast, his eyebrows are getting clearer, more perfect, and more three-dimensional.

　　 Whether it is the slightly raised eyebrows or the corners of the eyes, there are signs of sharpness.

　　 Even the fairy intent radiating from his body has been replaced by sword light.

　　 His whole body seemed to be plated with a layer of metallic luster, and he was gradually turning into a human-shaped sword.

　　 Looking at this scene, everyone felt heavy and worried, knowing that he was being controlled more and more deeply.

　　—It's like that cyan light rope sinks deeper and deeper on his wrist.

　　 Before long, his consciousness will dissipate and become or become the sword of all things.

　　 "This is not something that the will can fight against, nor can it be cut off by the sword intent."

　　 Shen Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu and said, "Because that is not a chain, not a shackle, not even a scabbard, but your main program, you should be controlled by it by nature."

Jing Jiu said: "When the gods lighted those stars, this sword was nothing more than a sword. There was no main program, he didn't need to control it. But later this sword gave birth to a true spirit in the sky, and you picked it up. I was worried that he would not listen to your orders, and it took those years to think of such a pirate trick."

The meaning of 　　 is very clear.

　　All things are born free.

　　 Shen Qingshan was not annoyed when he revealed the truth, and said: "But you can't get rid of this kind of control after all, unless you die by yourself. But even if you die, I will use your body well."

The meaning of 　　 is also very clear.

　　Everything should be used by people.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at his right hand.

　　 This hand is perfect.

　　 is literally perfect.

　　Whoever looks at it will be amazed.

　　 Compared with the blue-clothed boy in Building 720, this hand is more suitable for playing the piano.

　　Of course, this perfect hand is suitable for doing anything, such as making pottery, such as painting, such as gently stroking the cheek, such as lightly patting the back, such as holding a sword steadily.

　　 Looking at this perfect right hand, he remembered something.

　　 Many, many years ago, he was brought to Qingshan by Daoyuan ancestor from Chaoge City to start practicing Taoism.

　　 Those stories from previous lives will not be mentioned for the time being.

　　 In this life, he went from a small mountain village to Nansong Pavilion, and then entered Shenmo Peak, and many pictures flashed before his eyes.

　　He walked the world with this perfect body, attracting the attention of countless people, sitting by the creek, soaking in the hot lava, and finally floating in the demon prison...

　　 He raised his right hand and cut down.

　　 A bright sword light emerged from the edge of the palm.

　　 The sword light illuminates the beach, the sea, and the sky and the earth.

　　 There was a soft wipe.

　　 His left hand was broken at the wrist.

　　Slightly splashed sand.

　　 The broken hand fell on the ground, splashing a few drops of golden blood.

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　　No one thought that Jing Jiu's first sword was not directed at Shen Qingshan, but at himself.

　　 After a moment of silence, there were several incredible exclamations on the beach.

　　 Zhao Layue was pale, and she probably guessed what he wanted to do.

　　 The others gradually understood, but seeing the severed hand on the beach was still shocked.

　　 Jing Jiu's body is very hard, and his soaring into a fairy queen is even more unimaginable. The Galaxy Alliance Lab tried every means, and it was difficult to remove even a little material from his body.

　　 From Chaotian Continent to this world, this is the first time everyone has seen such a serious defect in his body.

　　 No one saw Xihai that time, that person is gone.

　　 his left hand fell off, and the cyan light rope naturally fell down, half hidden by the sand, and then gradually disappeared.

　　 "If it is so simple to get rid of the control of the Heavenly Sword, why did you hesitate to the previous moment?"

　　Shen Qingshan's words shattered the expectations of Liu Shisui and others after the shock.

　　 The cyan light rope appeared again at the next moment.

　　 This time the cyan light rope came to the top of his left arm, near his shoulder.

　　 If the New Heavenly Sword is really shackles, it is also the shackles of the soul, and it cannot be destroyed by physical means.

　　 Of course, Jing Jiu had thought of it beforehand, and without caring about the other party, he raised his right hand and cut down again.

　　 Another bright sword light emerged from the edge of the palm, and then fell exactly on his left shoulder.

　　 There was a soft wiping sound, and his left arm broke off shoulder-to-shoulder, and fell on the beach with a muffled noise.

　　 Whether it was a broken hand or a broken arm, his expression was so indifferent and his movements were so natural.

　　 is not the kind of natural flow, but the close logic of program operation, clear and coherent steps.

　　 Even after seeing the scene of the severed hand, everyone was shocked again.

　　 Even Jian Xian Ensheng, who had been silent, couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

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　　The fairy naturally doesn't care about this degree of damage.

　　 Galaxy Alliance’s medical and technology are highly developed, and the bionic robotic arm is also very useful.

　　 But it is still unimaginable that he broke his arm without blinking his eyes.

　　 More importantly, it was not an ordinary immortal body, but the most perfect body in history.

　　 All things and one sword can survive in the heavens and the earth in the posture of all things. After the real Jingyang was born with the sword, he naturally became a perfect human body, both in appearance and inwardness are absolutely perfect.

　　 When in Chaotian Continent, people reacted differently when they saw this body. Some people are silent, some are envious, some are yearning, some are intoxicated, but it is difficult to produce jealousy, because it is so beautiful.

　　 Not to mention those powerful blades that are omnipotent, sharp and incapable.

　　 Such a perfect body was cut open by him at will and thrown on the beach.

　　 is like throwing out garbage.

　　 Looking at this scene, people have extremely complicated feelings.

　　 a little uncomfortable, a little sad, and even a little scared.

　　 How cruel to the world would he be so cruel to himself?

　　 "In the West, the maximum possibility lies in self-abandonment."

　　 Jing Jiu wiped his hands on his clothes and said, "So when he was in the outer galaxy, he gave up his life."

　　 Shen Qingshan said with cold eyes, "So today are you going to give up your body?"

　　 "The infinite possibilities are very attractive, especially when I am facing the moment of losing all the possibilities."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Moreover, I cut off his arm, but he helped me, and he just returned him today."

　　 Shen Qingshan asked, "You would rather give up this body than accept my control?"

　　 Jing Jiu didn't speak, because he didn't think he needed an explanation, and he didn't have the energy.

　　 "If you are not free, you would rather die."

　　 Liu Shisui's voice came from the sea.

　　 Jian Xian Ensheng's eyes droop slightly.

　　 Shen Qingshan mocked and said, "Freedom?"

　　 "Yes, freedom." Liu Shisui looked at him and said seriously: "Why do human beings cultivate the Tao? Why do they have to ascend? Why do the sons live forever? Because this is freedom to death."

　　 "I like that, but I didn't think so much."

　　 Jing Jiu looked at Shen Qingshan and said, "It's just that you always say that this body is a weapon left by the gods, the only means to deal with the sea of ​​dark things, and the only hope for mankind. I'm tired of hearing it, so I don't want it anymore."

　　 After saying this, he pinched his ear with his right hand and slowly tore it off.

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