Chapter 396 Correct and rational
What the hell is this black mist?
If Wang Jixuan gets even a little closer, he will feel a wave of heart palpitations.
It's as if this thing is a poisonous thing to him.
Taoist Wang really got interested and took out a ray of spiritual consciousness to examine it carefully. However, as long as the spiritual consciousness touches this object, it will be quickly corrupted.
This was the first time that Wang Jixuan saw something that could restrain or defend his spiritual consciousness outside the Cloud City.
Those ancient civilizations that competed with the Ina civilization really had something to offer.
The Taoist Master was only 25 kilometers away from Obsidian, Ye Zi and the old man in a straight line.
At this distance, he could not only use his spiritual sense to carefully explore and know everything that happened there, but also be able to rescue Nilda Tamon in time when he was in danger.
Wang Jixuan carefully observed Obsidian.
He was worried that the other party had other means to prevent spiritual detection, so he deliberately used some spiritual techniques to completely cover up his own aura fluctuations.
Obsidian spent most of his time just warming himself by the fire, as if he was in the dark night.
Ye Zi sat on the bench opposite him with his legs together. He looked a bit delicate and didn't dare to speak loudly.
And that old man...
He gave Wang Jixuan a slight sense of crisis.
This is not the old spiritual cultivators who have fought against Wang Jixuan before and are approaching the end of their lifespan.
The amount of spiritual energy in his body seems to be about the same as that of Obsidian and Nilda Tameng at his peak. He can be ranked among the first-class spiritual practitioners. What made Wang Jixuan feel the warning sign should be the other hidden things in his body.
thing.
Psychic circuit?
The methods of other ancient civilizations?
Or some other black mist?
Wang Jixuan couldn't figure it out, so he became more cautious and found an area nearby. While studying this strange black mist, he began to bury the formation base and arrange the formation flags.
Formation is an important means for cultivators to defeat more enemies with fewer enemies.
Wang Daozhang spent a lot of money this time and took many precious treasures to build the formation base.
It was also thanks to the previous battle to seize the door, otherwise Wang Jixuan would be powerless if he wanted to set up high-level formations now.
that is……
Well, I’ve almost used the materials to refine it, and I kind of miss the Blademon’s pseudo-stargate.
The formations are almost in place, and the research on Black Mist has also made some progress.
This is a living creature.
From Wang Daozhang's intuitive feeling, the black mist can carry out simple thinking, and the black mist itself is its form. If Wang Jixuan's guess is correct, this thing should be the product of several times of processing of the soul of intelligent life.
After he finished setting up the formation, Wang Jixuan was considering whether to directly lure them over to take action, and the three of them started a simple chat.
Obsidian stopped warming his hands, rubbed them against each other, and said slowly:
"Has half an hour passed?"
The old man in gray robe next to him shook his head: "I don't have this civilized timekeeping tool."
Ye Zi took out a communicator and looked at it: "There are still three minutes."
"Tsk," Hei Yao sighed softly, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes actually showed a little compassion, "Just give it another ten minutes. They won't be able to unlock our technical advantages for a while, and there is no need to kill too many innocent people.
, we have won."
"Oh," Ye Zi lowered his head and adjusted the timer honestly.
The old man next to him said: "Winning or losing is only relative, Obsidian, now has reached the most critical moment. The great pioneer must not be underestimated. If it cannot be used by us, it is best to get rid of it directly."
"I understand."
Obsidian smiled and shook his head:
"It's just that I actually have feelings for this low-level civilization in front of me.
"The last few times I came here to look for the guardians of Ina civilization, I stayed here briefly and studied the culture and art here.
"The level of civilization is determined by the theories and technologies each masters, but the level of civilization and art depends on the individual's imagination. Isn't this interesting?
"Our main problem now is how to suppress the blade beast that is about to bite us back."
The old man said nonchalantly: "Just give me death."
Obsidian shook his head: "The scale of the blade beasts now is very large, and the overall combat power level far exceeds the period when the ancient Ina civilization and the other seven major civilizations competed for hegemony. This combat power is very valuable."
"You have said it many times, Obsidian," the old man frowned, "but there are too many difficulties in using blade beasts as a force for expedition. The Council of Galileo has begun to raise objections to us. They
You want to occupy this star field, how can you wander between star fields for thousands, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years?"
Obsidian raised his eyebrows: "This is the moment to test our wisdom. In short, let's fool around first. If this force gets out of control, then clear out part of it, keep part of it, and let them become an expeditionary force."
The old man said: "The administrators of Interstellar will not agree."
Wang Jixuan suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Manager?
Interstellar manager?
The Taoist priest suddenly thought of the history of Yina civilization.
During its most powerful period, the Ina civilization became the overlord of this star field several times, but when they wanted to expand outward, they were restricted by high-level civilizations.
Then the Ina civilization tried to ascend collectively and invested a lot of resources.
The collective ascension failed, and they themselves fell from their peak period, from the star domain hegemon to the regional hegemon, and then they kept trying. Finally, the remnant soul of Wang Jixuan arrived in this world during their experiments and became the great pioneer of Yina civilization.
The Na civilization developed psychic powers and became the overlord again.
The so-called high-level civilization is not actually in this plane?
Are they in a higher plane?
Wang Jixuan's eyes shone.
If he could find this high-level civilization, wouldn't he be able to find another way to ascend to the fairy world? What is the relationship between this high-level civilization and the fairy world?
The Taoist priest had a lot of thoughts for a while.
The loss and despair that had been caused by the two failed attacks on the catastrophe before had been reduced by more than half because of the emergence of a new dawn.
Adult monks must learn to regulate themselves.
As the Taoist Master was thinking, a golden comet broke into the edge of his spiritual consciousness.
Nilda Tamon's burly figure appeared in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, his eyes seeming to choose and devour anyone.
The camera equipment placed on Nildamon's body was working normally, and the pictures here were simultaneously transmitted to Fu Jian and others.
"Obsidian!"
Nilda Tamon's voice was full of anger, and he said:
"You planned all this!"
Hei Yao greeted with a smile: "My old friend, long time no see, come over and warm yourself by the fire. This flame is like the power of light in you, making people feel very warm."
Nilda suppressed his anger.
This strong man is also a very brave man. Even though his injured body is far less powerful than when he was at his peak, he still did not hesitate. He walked in front of the three people of Obsidian, refused the bench thrown by Ye Zi and pulled a piece of it.
The stone sat on the ground.
Nilda looked at the black fog ahead, a little more fearful in his eyes.
He said in a deep voice: "What do you and your men want to do?"
"Subordinate? This is such an unpleasant title. We are all partners," Obsidian said in a slightly exaggerated tone, "We are lumberjacks!"
"Your tone makes me feel sick!"
"Then I'll be normal."
Obsidian's voice suddenly regained its calmness.
He continued to warm his hands, although the surrounding temperature was not too low, and spiritual practitioners would not be afraid of this coldness.
Obsidian's deep eyes reflected the beating firelight.
He muttered to himself:
"I know you want to peel off my skin now, but you can't do it. Although I am not very good at fighting, I have a lot of skills that you don't have... Many years ago, you regarded me as a madman and thought I was not doing my job properly.
Not a graceful spiritual person.
"Do you know why the civilization of spiritual practitioners excludes me?
"Because I have allowed low-level civilizations to implement democratic autonomy on the three planets where I graze.
“Those were the happiest days for me, watching them continue to work hard for a better life every day and create a splendid culture with the guarantee of sufficient material foundation.
"Then, the Council of the God of War and your Council of the Wings of Light took back my grazing rights on the grounds that I was deviant, and then, in front of me, they plunged the three planets I had been with for thousands of years into the flames of war.
, stir up their desires, and arrange for careerists to compete for hegemony.
"Yes, it quickly became what you like, a slave society of three large sizes.
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"Every individual devotes everything to please the great gods. You are looking for beautiful individuals whose looks and personalities can make you feel the slightest excitement, and then enjoy, play with, and destroy. You are like herding cattle and sheep, and then go again
QJ cows and sheep, I just used this metaphor, every individual should be equal... I look disgusting, you know? Nilda Tammon, I look disgusting, disgusting!"
Obsidian's face was full of disgust and disgust.
Nilda Tamon frowned tightly.
Nilda asked: "Then, the blade beast is your revenge?"
"I'm not seeking revenge for this."
Obsidian shook his head slightly:
"Later, I thought about it for three hundred years and figured out why you, the so-called traditional aristocratic spiritual practitioners, did what you did at that time.
"You are afraid of change.
"Yes, when society develops to a certain level, as problems and contradictions accumulate, the entire society will be distorted to a certain extent. At this time, change is needed.
“Either self-revolution, or change driven by external forces, and the latter is accompanied by violence, while the former may be more moderate.
"Well... do you know what I was doing from thirteen thousand years ago to eleven thousand years ago?"
Nilda Tamon shook his head slowly.
"Look," Obsidian smiled, a bitter smile.
He said quickly: "At that time, I tried my best to form a political party and speak out at the parliamentary meeting... You should have seen the seven or eight people sitting on the ground in front of the main hall of the parliamentary court on the home star to protest."
Nilda nodded: "I have some impressions."
"I am there, and that is the prototype of my organization."
Black Yao clicked his tongue:
"Then, I was wanted. The Council of the God of War arrested me and imprisoned me for two thousand years. Probably, by the time I came out, the few people who were with me at the time had been corrupted, degenerated, and became yours.
One member.
"I feel like I've been abandoned by my own civilization."
Obsidian's eyes narrowed slightly: "In other words, I am eager to make progress and abandoned you."
Nilda was speechless for a moment.
Obsidian continued:
"Then I started to continuously pursue ancient civilizations. Like a scholar, I gradually made discoveries. It took me thousands of years to discover dozens of ancient civilizations.
"I studied them like crazy, and I discovered the law of historical operation. This law is not comprehensive. It is a wrong argument to use the summarized historical viewpoints to apply to the ever-changing world.
“But I found that the development of social ideology can be traced.
"In the final analysis, it is that individuals have different proportions of selfishness and dedication. The individual's cognitive level and character bottom line determine the upper limit of social ideology.
"By the way, I also got some skills.
"I started to understand what desire is, and then...step by step, I got to where I am now."
Obsidian opened his hands, as if to welcome the cheers from all directions.
Unfortunately, there were only two sighs around.
The old man sighed: "The leader has suffered a lot these years, but our ideal is about to be realized."
"Ideal?" Nilda Tamon's voice suddenly said, "Is ideal the destruction of one's own civilization?"
Obsidian corrected: "Correct, rational, destroy your own civilization."
"you!"
"Do not be angry, powerful Archangel of the Council of Light."
Obsidian smiled and said:
"Spiritual civilization itself is twisted. It inherits the ultimate technology from Ina civilization, has only a few hundred individuals and no more than a thousand, and relies heavily on core circuits.
"After we took revenge on the enemies of Ina Civilization, it actually lost its meaning.
"Everyone couldn't find their way, and then they started to dominate.
"Countless individuals without core circuits have been enslaved, bullied, and destroyed by us. We have become a cancer in this star field, a cancer.
"But there are no strong enemies in this star field anymore. We use the spirit slave technology to continuously create the spirit slave army and conquer most of the civilizations. Only a few civilizations in remote galaxies are lingering.
"Now, the destructive power of the blade beast is indeed very powerful, but as long as the problem of the blade beast is solved, you will see a new world that is riddled with holes, but there are no more spiritual practitioners.
"The blade beasts insist on destroying the core circuit. It is not just their resistance to spiritual practitioners. To be honest, they are just war machines. Their hatred for spiritual civilization is not as strong as other civilizations?
"It's just the program I set for them."
Obsidian raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he wanted to wait for Nilda to praise him.
Unfortunately, Nilda only had a cold face.
Hei Yao smacked his lips: "Okay, now, do you have anything else to ask? I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and I don't expect you to understand me. After all, in order to achieve my ideals, my hands are already stained with blood...
…He has become the kind of person I hate the most.”
He put his hands into the flames, and the burning pain brought him back to reality.
Obsidian retracted his hands, continued to warm himself by the fire, and asked with a smile: "Can you represent the human camp here? Rigid Nilda Tamon."
Nilda Tamon clenched his fists tightly.
The old man looked over with a smile.
Just when Nildamon was about to give him a fucking punch, a chuckle suddenly came from beside him.
"This guy is a bit interesting."
A shadowy figure wandered out of the night.
Ye Zi, who had always had a low eyebrow, stood up and shouted excitedly:
Chapter completed!