The Path Toward Heaven

When Chen Ya left the Star Gate base, the fleet naturally moved away, but the altar was still surrounded.

The Stargate priest walked out of the altar slowly and looked at the believers who were stopped in the distance, knowing that the military would not do anything for the time being, but who knew what would happen next?

On the farther horizon, the instructors and students of the Military Department of Star Gate University controlled more than one hundred heavy mechas and stood there in silence, like countless hills.

They are not used to suppress the fanatical believers in the demonstration, but are ready to leave the planet and go to the Scorpion Nebula.

The warship was loaded into those heavy mechas like a female bird with open arms, then rose into the air and broke through the atmosphere to enter a higher-level battleship.

The turf that had just been repaired for a few days was lifted again, revealing the white broken bones inside.

In many rumors, there are a lot of monster remains of the sea of ​​dark things buried in this grassland. This is indeed true, but since the broken bones are white, they naturally belong to humans.

If you look at the altar from that battleship, you should be able to see that the white broken bones also form a number.

The battleship turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the dark universe. No matter the teachers and students in the logistics department of Star Gate University or those who came to protest, they waved to the other side.

I heard that there is a space crack in the Scorpion Nebula. The star nuclear fleet is collecting strong armor for ablation. I hope that the heroic soldiers can complete the task as soon as possible and then return safely.

The Stargate Priestess did not watch the battleship, but stared blankly at the white broken bones on the distant grassland, her face getting paler and paler.

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Is this a miracle or a sign of punishment?

Similar scenes have appeared in various places in the universe, and everyone who knows the meaning of numbers is waiting for that day.

Some people who are good at strategy and calm are already thinking about things after that day.

Tong Yan, unlike Zhao Layue, does not have that kind of blind faith in Jing Jiu, nor does she intend to be like her. If that moment really comes, she will kill him with a sword.

He had made enough preparations to find the Shen family's old house. Naturally, he had to finish this thing. The unimaginably large three-dimensional chess game in the pavilion could really stop him for a long time, but he could not stop his footsteps.

The old man wearing a hat looked at the handbag on the table, sighed helplessly, opened the channel of formation, and led him through the long stone steps to the house in the deepest part of the cloud.

The door of the house opened without a wind, and Tong Yan walked in behind him, and saw more old hats.

Some elders in the hat are playing against themselves.

Some elders in the hats are boiling water and making tea, staring at themselves in the cup.

Some elders in the hats used hard bamboo brooms to clean the bamboo leaves that fell on the bluestone.

Some elders in the hats paint against the lattice windows on the white wall, but they still appear on the canvas.

I believe that when you lift those hats, you should see the same, simple and ugly, wrinkled face.

In the old house of the Shen family, no one could see anyone except these old hats. The sound of tea boiling, the sound of brushing paper, and the sound of bamboo leaves sliding were filled with a strange smell.

If you can appreciate and perceive this taste, or if it is very helpful to the monastic practice, Tong Yan will continue to walk towards the depths of the house.

At first, the old man with a hat was a little surprised and asked behind him: "Did you not find anything different?"

This sentence is a simple pun, but Tong Yan did not answer it literally, but said: "They are all copy people."

The replicator is not a cyborg. It is a strictly forbidden act in the Galaxy Alliance. Although there is no police station, court, or various ethics committees on this planet, Aoyama Ancestral Master is above all things, but it is ultimately wrong.

There is no difference in the depth of the house. There are still old people wearing hats everywhere. If you can fully use your imagination, you can even think of this as a nursing home. Hats and simple clothes are the uniforms of this nursing home.

When I walked to the end of the house, I saw the huge white wall engraved with gods and demons and dragons and phoenixes. Tong Yan didn't find the trace he wanted to see—the trace of a woman.

The old mansion of the Shen family had no hostess or even a person named Shen. It turned out that the brother-in-law named Shen Yunbu was so lonely and pathetic.

Tong Yan stood silent in front of the giant white wall for a while, then turned and walked down the wall to the side yard.

There is a cornice building in the side yard. The old man who has followed him introduced that it is a museum. It is said that what ancient ancestor Aoyama excavated and repaired from the ancestors of ancient civilizations will be transported back here for preservation.

"That was the real ancient Ming Dynasty, not the age of the gods." The old man said with pride: "That is the real root of our humanity."

He is different from other elders in the hat, not a copy but a biochemical person, but he also sees himself as a part of humanity.

No wonder he was deterred by Tong Yan with a handbag in the mountain chess pavilion.

It doesn't matter if the old mansion of Shen's house is destroyed, it doesn't matter if the large array outside the house is destroyed. It doesn't matter if the powerful night-savers guarding the old mansion die. Even if the planet is destroyed, it doesn't matter. The things in this museum cannot be destroyed.

This museum has extremely precious ancient relics, it may be painting, it may be a book, it may be a game machine, it may be something like a hand-made.

If it were changed to something else, Tong Yan would of course walk into the museum and linger on for a while, ignoring the meaty taste in March, but today he had something to do, so he turned to the pool with unimaginable self-control.

There is a small square in front of the museum with a fountain, several large trees by the pool, and several benches in the middle of the trees.

Tong Yan walked to a bench.

An old man in a hat is also sitting on the bench.

Tong Yan put the handbag on the ground at his feet and said, "If I dug your roots, would you hurt?"

The old man raised his head, his eyes very quiet, like a pool at the end of Xijianxi.

From the perspective of appearance and body structure, this old man is the same as all the old people in Shen's old house.

But the eyes have explained everything.

Tong Yan felt very clear, someone looked at himself in a very distant place, through the old man's eyes.

There is no doubt that that person is the ancestor of Aoyama who is far away from the ancestral star-it is worthy of being the most conscious human being from ancient times to the present.

Qingshan Patriarch asked: "Your confidence?"

Tong Yan calmly said: "Zhongzhou faction is the only one left."

Grandpa Qingshan was silent for a while, and said, "What do you want?"

Tong Yan said: "I want your son."

Qingshan Patriarch said calmly: "I don't know where he is at this time, so no one can find him."

Tong Yan looked at the eyes of Elder Hatman: "You don't throw stones."

Regardless of whether it is the Qingshan Patriarch or other ascendants, if you throw a stone vigorously, you can definitely throw this stone out of the atmosphere. Then no one will know where this stone will eventually fly to the universe.

The problem is that there is a purpose to do everything. The Qingshan Patriarch did not directly kill Shen Yunbu, but to keep him useful. So how could there be no way to contact the black warship?

Qingshan Patriarch said: "I set a wake-up time for that child."

Tong Yan said: "How long?"

Qingshan Patriarch said: "Three hundred years."

Tong Yan was silent for a long time, and said: "Then I can only hope that he set himself an alarm clock."

Grandpa Qingshan was somewhat interested and asked, "Do you think he put the alarm clock in the old house?"

Tong Yan felt the fluctuation of the breath in the distance and suddenly said, "I want to find it quietly."

A stranger came from the Shen family's old house, and naturally shocked the strong players of the Galaxy Alliance who were defending the array.

There are countless white turbulences in the blue sky, which is a symbol of the formation of the physical isolation net, and at the same time, several extremely powerful breaths are coming, and it only takes a few breaths to reach the top of the mountain.

"Okay, I'll give you half an hour." Elder Lima on the bench closed his eyes after saying this.

This means that the Qingshan Patriarch who was far away from the ancestors accepted the conditions of Tong Yan.

Until many years later, no one knew that the choice of Qingshan Patriarch was to worry that the remains of human civilization in the museum would be blown into nothingness by Tong Yan, but that the old Shen family house really entrusted him with many feelings.

Those powerful breaths stayed outside the mountain, and did not continue to approach the Shen family's old house, it should have been the decree of the patriarch.

Tong Yan was not satisfied with this situation, because he did not like to look for things under the watch of others, so he raised his luggage.

In the sky, several night-time powerhouses flew away at the fastest speed, pulled out straight lines of clouds, and soon came out of the planet.

Tong Yan turned to look at the childish fountain mouth in the pool, suddenly shook his head, his lips slightly curled up to show a naive smile, and jumped to the side of the pool.

He lifted his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground. The blue stone slab on the ground, like a paper shell blown by the wind, spread out in all directions. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

He walked in the old house for so long, was exploring the formation, and finally determined that this was the formation.

The blue stone slab opened, revealing a deep and dark channel, and the water of the fountain ran down the seam of the stone slab, making a ticking sound, which cleverly merged with the sound of the countdown of the bomb inside the luggage.

He carried the luggage bag at the end of the passage, and his coat fluttered with the wind, like a fairy, and it didn't take long to reach the depths of the mountain.

This is a particularly large cave house. The air is permeated with the smell of cold. The snow and frost can be seen on the stone wall a few feet thick, which is similar to the Shangde Peak of the Qingshan Mountain.

In fact, it is just an ice storehouse, with a lot of plastic bags hanging above the stone walls, looking like a bat resting upside down, exuding a strange and terrible smell.

The outer skin of the transparent plastic bag can be seen faintly in human form, with a light flesh color.

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