Jing Jiu's consciousness stretched along the star field network to all parts of the universe at an unimaginable speed.
First, he took control of the entire star fleet.
Immediately afterwards, he prepared to control the space pivot of the Scorpion Tail Nebula, and control the resource supply of the Galaxy Alliance in his hands.
In the next step, he plans to enter the military's top-secret database, find the code of the ancestral star's defense system, open the way to talk about real people, and kill someone.
In the end, he wanted to control the entire Galaxy Alliance and asked General Li and other ascendants to surrender.
This is his plan.
Facing the sky full of chess pieces in the Lieyang battleship, he closed his eyes and thought for so many days, mainly to deduce this plan.
As for how to ignite those stars, he just thought about it at the beginning, anyway, there are still three hundred years, so why worry.
In theory, there is nothing wrong with this plan, because General Li never thought that Huaxi would be that doppelganger.
But everything in the world corresponds to each other.
There is no pure observation, and no unilateral control.
Even if you just glanced at someone, many photons actually fell into your eyes.
When you control a certain device or a certain chip with your consciousness, there will naturally be corresponding data returned to your consciousness. In the library of Shixin Academy under the Star Gate, he made the first official connection with the Star Area Network, but because of the large amount of downloaded data, an overload accident occurred instantly. Now he is in the universe, using ultra-distance wireless transmission. In theory, as long as his own spiritual world can bear it, there is no upper limit to the download or interaction speed.
That ring is not a real information node, nor a data bridge, but more like a digital identifier.
As his consciousness goes to all parts of the universe, countless information comes from all parts of the universe and enters his spiritual world.
This is not a problem, and there is no danger, he is not an ordinary human being, the spiritual world is as deep as an abyss, and as long as he wants, he can stop this process at any time.
stop.
When he thought of this word, he actually issued an instruction with his consciousness, but... didn't stop.
Massive amounts of data continued to come from all over the universe, pouring into his brain like a tide, and entering his spiritual world.
The vast majority have nothing to do with his exploration of consciousness, meaningless fragments of information.
All kinds of pictures, all kinds of characters, kept flashing in his consciousness, and then sank into the sea. The calm ocean of the spiritual world created waves, and then grew bigger and bigger, so that his temples were slightly swollen like ordinary humans.
Feeling the torrent of information, Jing Jiu understood something.
When the priestesses of the star gate were recruited, the Lieyang battleship fired a laser main cannon to the ground.
Jing Jiu avoided those lasers, flew into space and opened the hull of the Lieyang, preparing to control the battleship through the network.
At that moment, in the depths of that seemingly real, dark data channel, there was a vague sigh.
That sigh seemed to come from the depths of the well, with a deep chill, and a very cold feeling.
He turned and left directly, because he felt that the person could threaten his existence. (The full text of these three sentences is copied from the previous text.)
After seeing the girl in yukata by the hot spring, he knew that she was that existence. He trusts her because there is indeed a hostile relationship between the lineage of the priests and the Ascended, and more importantly, because he thinks they are the same kind of people Back then in Chaotian Continent, Qing'er and Ping Yongjia were his most staunch allies, why? Will she be an exception
Of course, this choice is still risky. In order to reduce the risk as much as possible, he took her away from the main star and began to travel around, trying to convince her and himself.
Until a few days ago, he saw the sunny Xilai and received the Fahe he had left for Shen Yunbu. The pressure from there finally made him make up his mind and poured her a cup of tea. took that ring.
What should be done has been done, but it is a pity that things have entered that tedious repetition again.
He looked at Huaxi and said, "I repeat, it doesn't match your level."
The repetition mentioned here refers to the means.
He entered Xilai's spiritual world, but was ambushed, leaving behind a trail of consciousness inside. Now that he has let go of his Dao heart and connected with the star domain network without obstacles, it is tantamount to entering her spiritual world, and then being attacked again, and this time the target of the attack is the soul itself.
Huaxi said: "I understand human beings very well, your essence is repetition."
Jing Jiu said, "I thought you would think that we are the same kind."
Huaxi said calmly: "Not yet."
In the time of a few short conversations, information from all over the universe is still pouring in, like a violent torrent.
It is difficult to use specific numbers to describe the amount of these information streams. Even the highest-level storage devices of the Alliance Academy of Sciences will be filled in microseconds. Those streams of information have not been selected in any way, some are text, some are pictures, some are videos, most of them are disorderly fragments that cannot be arranged and take up more space.
Like rubble, like turbulent currents, like collapsed mountains, like incomplete planets, like red giant stars, they keep pouring in.
It can be understood that the data of the entire human civilization is bombarding his Dao Heart, trying to destroy his consciousness.
Jing Jiu's consciousness was a little drowsy, like Shen Yunbu's feeling after drinking medicine.
Probably because of this reason, he didn't notice that there were some critical data hidden in these seemingly messy information torrents.
Huaxi looked at him quietly through the thin ice, without any emotion in his eyes.
Xi Lai looked at this scene and remained silent.
The big river was surging, and the Twelve-layered Building Sword slowly moved outward. The Taoist robe of the young Taoist priest was still bright red.
The red cloak is so eye-catching in the dark universe.
He flew back to General Lee's side.
General Li looked at Jing Jiu and said, "You are indeed the strongest ascetic in the history of Chaotian Continent, but you are not a human being, but a weapon."
Jing Jiu had heard this sentence, or a similar expression.
That was many years ago, when there was a meeting on Tianguang Peak, his senior brother Taiping said it through A Piao, and he told it to the world.
Many people say that he is the sword demon, and that he is not qualified to be the head of Qingshan, so let's go.
But now it is obvious that neither General Li nor Huaxi will let him go.
"I am no one's weapon, I am myself."
He looked at Huaxi and said, "Do you think these data can wash away my consciousness?"
"These data are used to format and overwrite your brain."
Huaxi said: "In the future, we will have to write a new program to control you."
Jing Jiu said, "Nothing can control me."
After saying this, his eyes fell on the ring, and countless bright sword lights appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he clenched his hand tightly, and the ring on his finger began to twist and deform slightly due to the force.
Now he can't stop the data of the entire human civilization from rushing into his own ocean of consciousness, because the frantic flow of information is too fast, and the door cannot be closed.
Then destroying the ring as a data channel should solve part of the problem.
More importantly, he faintly felt that this ring concealed a deeper meaning, posing some kind of threat to himself.
Since the other party wanted to trap him in this way, this ring must not be a mortal thing.
In the crackling sound, the gemstones on the surface of the ring shattered one after another, shooting out powder like crystal rain, and at the same time there were countless powerful auras.
The broken gem turned out to be an extremely wonderful Taoist formation, and what was even more powerful was that under the formation was something similar to a gravitational field generator.
Those Taoist formations are extremely powerful, none of them are under the Yunmeng Mountain formation, and they can be said to be the peak level of the Chaotian Continent's cultivation world.
Those miniature gravitational devices are even more unimaginable, far exceeding the technological level displayed by the Galaxy Alliance.
An extremely thin space separated Jing Jiu's fingers from the body of the ring, preventing his sword intent and power from truly falling on the ring.
It is indeed the crystallization of two civilizations, which can block the sharpness of the sword of all things.
There has been a crystallization of a similar civilization in this world, and that is Shen Yunbu.
Shen Yunbu is not his opponent in the end, so how long can this ring last
As soon as countless white lights were born, they were bound by the sword intent from his fingers and chopped into nothingness.
This is his peak sword.
Senran's sword intent scattered all over the space, and countless meteorites in the asteroid belt shattered instantly.
General Li and Xilai turned into two sword lights and retreated thousands of kilometers away.
The formations on the surface of the ring shattered one by one, and the space compartment gradually became thinner.
Huaxi looked at the fragments of gemstones floating in space, with regretful emotions in his eyes.
Just before the ring completely disintegrated, a very thin cyan light suddenly appeared on Jing Jiu's wrist, and it tightened itself.
That cyan light is not a real thing, not even a real light, but a projection of some kind of information fluctuation, or the appearance of a program.
There seemed to be a sword sound resounding in the entire universe.
It's not Feijian breaking through the sky.
But return to the sheath.
The gems and formations on the surface of the ring were re-stabilized.
The flood of information from the entirety of human civilization has become even more violent.
Those key data hidden in the flood of information are revealed, and there are connections and laws among them, which is actually a program.
That program locked his consciousness and was recoding it.
This is the cleanest reboot, or factory reset.
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"This ring is not Chengtian Sword, this program is."
An old and distant voice appeared in this universe and fell on everyone's hearts.
A huge figure appeared in the sky full of stars.
It was a short and thin old man wearing a hat, his face was in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.
This is not a real person, but the manifestation of the divine consciousness in the real world, just like the cyan light in Jing Jiu's hand.
All the ascenders saluted the old man with great respect.
Patriarch Qingshan.
Shen Qingshan.
Jing Jiu looked at him, but didn't speak.
"You destroyed Chengtian Sword by all means in Chaotian Continent, thinking that you would be free from now on, but you forgot that I made this sword in the first place."
Patriarch Qingshan looked at him and said, "If you destroy one, I'll rebuild it."
Jing Jiu felt the weight of heaven and earth in the cyan light on his wrist, and remained silent.
"Don't try to prevent this from happening, even if you don't admit that you are a weapon left by the gods, it is meaningless."
Patriarch Qingshan looked at him and said, "Because...everything is one, you are my sword."