The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 887: A bird thinking about serious philosophical questions

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The Fog Galaxy has four asteroid belts.

The meeting place is the outermost one.

The distance from the stars here is very far, and the light is dim.

Suddenly a new sun rises.

The bright light illuminated the remaining fragments of the meteorite and the dust, and also illuminated General Li's face.

There was some puzzled emotion on his face.

Xilai's face was also illuminated, still indifferent, but the stone sculpture seemed to have turned into glass, extremely clean and translucent.

Along with the bright light comes unimaginable heat.

The nearby meteorite fragments were instantly vaporized, and the dust officially turned into green smoke, leaving no residue.

That fireball expanded at an unimaginable speed, and the light radiation was like an extremely thin sword of the Wudao Sword, stabbing in all directions of the universe. The warship that was flying at high speed reversed urgently, and at the same time entered the half-activated state of the gravitational field at the fastest speed, and dropped the high-strength composite material baffle, as if entering a torsion rate cavity. The few battleships at the front were affected by the explosion of the nuclear power furnace, and they did not heave like broken ships in the sea. Instead, they were excited and emitted bright light. It is unknown how many people inside died.

The hull of the gray-white battleship is made of extremely high-temperature-resistant bundled fiber materials, which still cannot withstand the heat emitted by the sun.

As the most advanced achievement of the Galaxy Alliance's technological level, the nuclear power furnace is many times more terrifying than ordinary multi-phase nuclear bombs.

The strange thing is that the regular hexahedral ice cube in the asteroid belt did not fuse, and there was not even a crack on the seemingly extremely thin surface.

It may be because Jing Jiu lost control of his body and was unable to leave. While protecting himself with Taoism, he also protected the ice cube.

Huaxi floated in the ice with the doll in her arms, leaning on the thin ice surface, looking at Jing Jiu's back and the sun, wondering what she was thinking.

The air exhaled from the pale red lips turned into white mist due to the low temperature of the environment, and when it fell on the ice surface, it formed a realistic frost, gradually blocking the outside picture.

Jing Jiu was also looking at the sun.

The Ascendants are also looking at that sun.

General Lee has been pushed far away by the explosion, drifting towards a battleship.

There was only one figure in that sun.

No, it's halfway.

The figure was emitting a bright light, and it looked extremely eye-catching.

There is an archipelago in the South China Sea of Chaotian Continent, which is shrouded in thick fog. It is difficult to see the sun, let alone the bright and dazzling sun.

At least it has been like this since the day Xilai was born on the island.

Later, one day, he was selected as a personal disciple by the old man in the black coffin, and he came into contact with the supreme swordsmanship that ordinary people cannot touch. At that moment, he thought he saw the sun.

One day later, he left Wudao in a small boat and came to Chaotian Continent.

He chose to stay in the West Sea to continue his practice, not only because of the Falling Immortal Island and his master's kendo inheritance, but also because of the high wind and waves here.

High winds and big waves are generally used to describe a dangerous environment, but the wind is strong so there are few clouds, and the scorching sun can often be seen here.

After that, he didn't do anything. After founding the Xihai Sword Sect, he practiced silently, accepting disciples and preaching.

After the junior brother Xi Wangsun came, he even handed over all the affairs to him, and put all his time and energy on the way of swordsmanship.

In the stories about the cultivation world of Chaotian Continent, Xilai's image is always somewhat vague, or rather monotonous, no different from the villains in the script.

Compared with people like Lian Sanyue and Cao Yuan, his personality is not distinct, and his actions are very boring, which is similar to the real Jing Jing.

That's because he, like Jingyang, is a very simple person.

The goal of ascetics is to live forever, to reach the end of time.

He wanted to go to the end of Kendo to see.

Such a simple cultivation career naturally created a remarkable realm of swordsmanship.

Just like the ungrateful Peng Lang whom both he and Jing Jiu admired very much.

His realm improved at an unimaginable speed, and he easily defeated Pei Baifa, the head of the Wuen sect, as well as Taoist masters of various sects, and soon stood at the highest point in the way of swordsmanship, only under Master Jingyang.

With his own strength, he made the Xihai Sword Sect continue to develop under the power of the Qingshan Sect, and was revered as the Xihai Sword God, as famous as the sword sage Cao Yuan.

That year Jingyang Master ascended, he left the West Sea and hid in the clouds to watch, just wanting to have a look at the end of the kendo, but unexpectedly he was seen through Xingzang and forced to retreat by Liu Ci.

Afterwards, he continued to practice, accepted disciples and was betrayed by disciples, and then welcomed his master Nan Chi who was about to die. In fact, he was a little tired at that time, but he understood the master's obsession, so he fought Qingshan again, but in the end he lost to the methods of Taiping Zhenren and Jing Jiu, two brothers, was seriously injured, and fled in a disastrous defeat.

He went to a distant foreign continent and became a silent sword master for decades, neither the Holy See nor those disputes were paid attention to, and he never even thought about revenge.

Those things really don't matter.

I can't even figure it out, how can I go to the highest point of swordsmanship

In the end, Daoist Taiping intends to destroy the world. He knew that Daoist Jingyang would ascend if he could win, so he came back with the intention of proving the way with his sword.

He comprehended the true meaning of the unity of all things, and lost to Jing Jiu again, but he did not die.

After his ascension, he met General Li, another master of swordsmanship who knew how to unite everything. He was defeated by the opponent's sword, but he still did not die.

Today he finally won once, but he was about to die.

Countless stars lit up in the fleet, which was the phenomenon that various long-range weapon launch platforms were activated.

Thousands of lasers and many unknown long-range particle beam weapons blasted towards the west through an extremely long distance.

No one can resist the attack of a fleet, neither he nor Jing Jiu.

The meteorite fragments all over the sky were pulled and propelled by the tide-like sword intent, and condensed into twelve stone pillars, forming an extremely ancient and powerful formation, temporarily blocking those lasers. The surface of the stone pillar became brighter and brighter, and it would crack in the next moment.

A black battleship risked being affected by the nuclear explosion, forcibly accelerated to the asteroid belt, ready to pick up the seriously injured General Li.

The red cloak was broken, and his body was even more broken. The golden and jade-colored fairy energy continued to flow into the universe, turning into small burning beads.

As expected, he was one of the strongest in the history of the cultivation world of Chaotian Continent. He didn't die on the spot when facing the explosion of the nuclear power furnace at such a close distance.

Xi Lai's situation was even worse, the body below the chest was completely vaporized, leaving only the upper half of the body, better than before Shen Yunbu, both arms were still intact.

His eyes fell on General Li across a distance of thousands of kilometers, his eyes were indifferent and indifferent, without any regrets.

Because it's not over yet.

From a long distance, he raised his broken and still burning arms, and then slowly lowered them.

It's like a bird that has been flying for a lifetime and is a little tired, so it decides to close its wings and enter a long sleep.

An unimaginable, dead and cold breath appeared in the universe.

The universe is so cold, except for the side that is directly irradiated by the stars, why is there such a bright breath

That's because the embers of the nuclear power furnace explosion have not yet dissipated, and the entire space is filled with light and heat.

Hot can feel cold.

Only light can see darkness.

To live is to feel death.

General Li felt a cold but somewhat familiar aura coming from all directions.

It was the stone beam between Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak, on which he once recited scriptures.

There is frost on the stone beam, and there are bamboo leaves on the frost.

He taught that beast a lesson.

Wipe, wipe, wipe!

That invisible dead breath fell on his body like folded wings.

The hull of the battleship has been opened, and the Stone Man from Chenwu Mountain flew out.

He felt something was wrong, facing the light of the stars in the distance, his figure skyrocketed, blocking most of General Li's attacks.

Even though he had the strongest defensive power in the history of Chaotian Continent, there was a deep cut on his back.

What is that dead and cold breath

Xilai's arms slowly fell back down.

His arms are long, perfect for wielding a sword.

Connected with the remaining half of the body, it really looks like a bird.

Coupled with the broken military uniform, it looks like a dying bird with festered feathers.

"This is called the shadow of death. It is the last sword I comprehend. How does it compare with your sword?" He turned to look at Jing Jiu and asked.

"Almost." Jing Jiu said, "It's just that the name is more common."

The light and heat emitted by the explosion of the nuclear power furnace finally passed through the thousands of miles of frozen formation and fell into the ice.

The frost formed by breathing melted again, Huaxi felt very warm, but her face was very pale, her eyes were a little confused, wondering if she was disturbed by the radiation waves.

The ring was somewhat deformed, and the information channel was no longer as stable and unbreakable as before.

Jing Jiu ignored these, looked at Xi Lai and asked, "Why?"

Why is there that spring rain? Why should there be morning light? Eternity is difficult, but it should be pursued hard, right

"I picked up that bird at sea, carried its body ashore, and sat by the lake of Sanqenyuan for a long time, feeling something."

Xilai said: "What I realized is not what you want. My attitude towards death is different from yours."

Jing Jiu said, "We still have to give up after all."

"When I was in Mine Star, I read a lot of books here, and I saw this sentence, the greatest possibility exists in self-renunciation."

Xilai finally said: "And since you say you are a human being, then you are also me. It doesn't matter if I die, as long as you live on?"

A certain philosopher also said that suicide is the only serious philosophical problem, because death is the basis of existence.

When it comes to Xilai's choice, it will become clearer.

Can't be eternal, so it doesn't matter when you leave.

You are me, so it doesn't matter who lives.

Jing Jiu said: "Because human philosophers don't have enough knowledge, they are still not ready to think about problems."

He originally wanted to say these two sentences in a mess and inexplicable, but because he had thought about many similar things at his friend's grave when he was young, and this time was a special moment, so his tone was more gentle, not at all cold and mean as usual .

Xilai said, "Yes, maybe I'm just a little tired."

Whether it is to leave Kirishima to watch the sun, to run the West Sea Sword School, to think and deal with some things, and to keep moving forward on the way of the sword, it is all very hard work.

These are the last words he left in this world.

After saying this, his arms slowly fell, like a bird falling asleep and falling asleep.

(The phrase “maximum possibility” should have been said by Heidegger. The phrase “suicide is the only serious one” should have been said by Camus. Of course, I picked and used them casually.)

(end of this chapter)