After saying this, Jing Jiu continued to look at him quietly. Chen Yunmian naturally did not think that he wanted to educate himself. This was a bad behavior, nor did he think that he wanted to report himself to the military and legal department, and asked: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone as beautiful as me?"

Jing Jiu casually said: "The lake surface, the mirror, the warship surface."

These are things that can reflect his face.

Chen Yunbei said with annoyance: "Then you have never seen someone as perfect as me."

Jing Jiu said calmly: "I'm watching, where did you hide the wine pot."

At this time, Chen Yun buried his whole body. Except for the miniature stove tied around his waist, there were not even leaves on his body. Where did the small wine pot come from?

There is only one explanation, that is, the ascenators also brought things like space magic tools into this universe.

Chen Yunmian smiled slightly, reached out and plucked his left earlobe, where there was a silver earring.

The silver stud earrings are small and delicate, and it is indeed not easy to notice.

There is another reason why these studs have not been discovered by these studs.

Based on certain issues, since his rebirth, he rarely pays attention to the body part of the ear, whether it is someone else's or his own.

Chen Yunmeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Look at your swaying ears... I still lack one piece, where is my perfect place."

Jing Jiu didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Yunmeng opened the bottle plug and poured it into his mouth.

The gravity of the asteroid is very weak, and the wine pours down extremely slowly, stretching into a smooth curve that falls directly between his lips.

A moment later, a trace of blur appeared in his eyes and disappeared quickly.

Jing Jiu himself has never done this experiment, and there is no clinical data on Star Domain Network about people like Chen Yunmeng. He asked: "Is psychedelic drugs useful?"

Chen Yunmeng closed his eyes and waved his head quickly like a puppy after taking a shower. When he opened his eyes, he calmed down. He said boredly: "Pressing consciousness to the minimum level can have a little effect."

Jing Jiu said, "It's boring."

If the big gulp of wine is diluted and divided into medicine, it can provide the needs of a holiday star for the whole year, but it can only make Chen Yunmeng react slightly. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is already the latest and most powerful. There are not many things that can stimulate my brain."

No matter it is the military and legal department or the police department, it is impossible for him to care about him, and these drugs cannot harm him. He and Jing Jiu are not human in a sense. If they do not have ideals and goals, living is indeed meaningless, it is really like a dead salted fish.

This most common description is really the best for them.

The dead salted fish don't care about being exposed to the sun, being steamed, marinated in salt, and being eaten because there is no feeling.

The same is true for many practitioners.

They still have goals when they were in Chaotian Continent.

If you become a human being, you want to become an immortal, and you will be born on earth and go to heaven.

But when they really ascended successfully, they came to heaven?

There is no fairy world here, no higher goals, only a deserted and vast universe.

This universe is unimaginable, as if it has no boundaries, enough to dilute all ambitions, destroy all goals, and even feelings.

"Many people know that I like those tunes. Many people on the Internet wrote about me and made songs to sing, saying that I led the ancient trend... What a young man...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah! Why do I like those tunes? You should guess that I am very interested in you."

Chen Yunmian took another big sip of wine and said, "Even if you yearn for it, it's not an exaggeration. The reason is very simple, because I have to know where to come from before I can accept the place. As a result, those old guys refused to tell me where the Chaotian Continent was, saying that they were afraid that I would do whatever it was."

Jing Jiu can understand the worries of the ancestor and Chunyang Zhenren. If Chen Yunbei really goes to Chaotian Continent, it will inevitably cause a storm like a storm. I don’t know how many people will die, and the arrangements of the god will be greatly affected. But he will not worry like the ancestor and Chunyang Zhenren, because Chen Yunbei is crazy, but smart.

He pointed to a corner of the universe and said, "There is there."

Chen Yun buried the small wine bottle, looked along his fingers, and finally found the somewhat dim white star.

Looking at the star, he was silent for a long time and said, "I want to go and see."

Jing Jiu said: "It will be difficult to come out again after going."

Chen Yun buried his face and said expressionlessly: "I heard them say it, but it is unreasonable and illogical."

Jing Jiu said: "It should be the reality superimposed wave interference at the quantum level."

Chen Yun buried staring at the sun in the distance and said, "Don't think you can be a hooligan if you don't wear clothes at this time."

"At least three ascenaries returned to Chaotian Continent from the universe and could no longer ascend again. This is the hesitation of Bai Ren back then. Your father and Chunyang Zhenren and other ascensioners dare not go back, or even dare to get close to that side. In addition to the threat of the sea of ​​dark objects, they are also worried about this problem."

That non-love-related joke about butterflies and the sea is about this.

"People inside can come out, but people outside cannot go in because they are outside."

Jing Jiu continued to say a more mysterious and rogue reason.

Chen Yunmeng turned around and looked at him and said, "You've come out."

Jing Jiu said: "I am born with a soul turning into a sword, so it is naturally different."

"I can give up my body, too." Chen Yunmian said casually. When he was very young, he was stained when he first came to the 857 base, and directly gave up his arms. Later, he gave up other body parts and organs one after another. This choice was not difficult for him.

Jing Jiu reminded: "You have a problem with your brain."

General Li once said that Chen Yunbu had a problem with his brain, but it was different from what he said at this time.

What he means is that the soul or consciousness of a normal person is attached to the brain. He can give up the whole body, but cannot give up the brain.

No matter what level of practice, even the ascending immortals, their Nascent Soul and Sword Ghost dissipate too quickly after leaving their bodies. From a certain perspective, this indirectly proves that Nascent Soul, Sword Ghost and even Demon Thoughts are a collection of spiritual waves. Even if some kind of Taoist magic or magical skill is used to let these spiritual waves find the object of taking over the body, it is a gradual decay process and cannot be reversed.

If the soul can be passed on without loss, eternal life will become a very simple thing. How could Taiping Zhenren be so eager to complete his major tasks?

Chen Yunmeng said, "We still have to find a way to take a look."

The universe was dim, and the distant white star seemed to be getting closer and clearer in the field of vision of the two of them.

Through the flight test just now, the latest data of the ultrafine particle-based nuclear power furnace has been generated. Without waiting for the analysis results to be obtained from the ring base, Jing Jiu has calculated that if the aerospace-level armor is used, the micro furnace can help him go back and forth between the planet 857 and the main star ten times in a row. Even if he returns to the Chaotian Continent, he said, "Let's talk about it later."

Chen Yunmeng continued, "What are you going to do? Stay at base 857 to think about how to ignite those stars? Or go back to the main star to find the hot spring, or go back to the star gate to see oil paintings?"

Jing Jiu said, "Where are you going?"

Chen Yunmian said: "I am now the commander of the Star Nuclear Fleet. Of course I have to go to the front line and have something to deal with. If the process goes well, you can just see some strange scenery on the way back."

Jing Jiu asked, "What scenery?"

Chen Yunmeng said, "The Tianzi Galaxy is about to be swallowed up."

Jing Jiu said, "I'll go and have a look, too."

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...

Although it was a temporary decision, it was destined to be a sudden trip.

Jing Jiu is the chief military advisor, and Chen Yunmeng is the commander of the star nuclear fleet. His status and importance in human society are unimaginable. If he runs away secretly, it will inevitably cause an unimaginable uproar. Even from the perspective of avoiding trouble, they will follow the normal process.

Normal processes do not mean that approval is required. Their authority is so high that no one has enough authority and qualifications to approve, including General Li.

The process mentioned here refers to packing your luggage and handling some business.

After returning to the ring base, Jing Jiu told Huaxi about this and asked her if she wanted to see the ultra-fine particle-based nuclear power furnace.

Hua Xi looked at him with a strange look, but did not refuse.

She has completed many calculations of this nuclear power furnace, and this is the first time she has seen it in reality.

Jing Jiu left the room and walked in the passage of the base, preparing to go to the center of the earth to see the starry sky and say a few words to Zeng Ju.

When he passed by a certain laboratory, he put his hands behind him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the light outside the window gradually became darker. Professor Long walked out of the laboratory and prepared to take a break.

He walked to the window, looked at a black tree outside, patted the wall beside the window with his right hand, and sighed.

This scene is paired with his sparse hair and wide forehead, which makes him feel a bit vicissitudes.

The isolation wall in the ring base is a super alloy wall, which is unimaginable in hardness, extremely smooth and has a frictional force close to zero. Even if the mosquito cannot stand firmly on it with a crutch, I don’t know why his hands are not slipping.
Chapter completed!