Chapter 2525
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Coming out of the barrier is the Nine Heavens Blessed Land.
Thousands of years have passed, but only three or four years have passed here. The time here has returned to the time difference of one day in heaven and one year on earth.
This time, the barrier was not formed at the main gate, but directly on the top floor of the main temple.
After coming out, the furnishings were still the same as before, with a round incubator suspended in the air in the middle, emitting a faint light, and only one Yuandan at this time.
That should be the Yuandan of the Love-Brain Fairy. If she hadn’t sacrificed herself for the planet in her previous life, she wouldn’t have been given this opportunity.
Just think about it and you can imagine how shocking it was at that time. A fairy who was ranked among the immortals actually had an affair with a mortal. Moreover, this mortal did not cherish her in the end, and sold her to the fireworks land of an alien planet, using her former identity as a gimmick, which really brought shame to the immortal world.
It takes three hundred years to hatch and then grow up again. All memories of the past life are gone. She cleans the main temple and becomes the lowest-ranking fairy. She is just a servant here except for her fairy title.
The main gods and immortals have both good and bad sides, and cannot stay together forever. How naive of you to believe that a mortal can stay with you forever?
On the shrine next to her, her tablet was still enshrined. In the incense burner in front of her was a stick of incense, still burning, half burned out. It gave off a pleasant aroma, probably the scent of jasmine, which filled the whole room like a sea of flowers.
The scent of jasmine is very pleasant. Compared with sandalwood and agarwood, she feels that the scent of jasmine is more to her liking.
It was already midnight. There was a room next door. Just like her planet Shenshan, the room was fully equipped with a bed and was cleaned very cleanly, waiting for her to come back at any time.
This room originally belonged to Luo Ji, so the bed was made of golden nanmu wood with thousands of carvings, and the intricate patterns were rubbed until they were covered with starch. The bedding on the bed was all white silk, woven with auspicious cloud patterns.
It's late now. Nothing is more important than eating and sleeping. Let's just spend the night here.
Mo Ming: “Haha.”
Xining lay on the tall and wide bed, removing all the blocked senses, and suddenly a feeling of comfort and ease swept over him. The jasmine scent from next door was faint here, and the bedding was soft and silky.
With a wave of his hand, he lowered the curtain in front of the bed, and the moonlight shone through the translucent gauze, dimly.
The spiritual energy of the Nine Heavens Blessed Land was very rich, even more than that of the Divine Mountain. It was so comfortable that she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after, Qibin, who was resting in Zuntian Pavilion not far away, was awakened.
"Your Excellency, there is something unusual in the main temple...it may be that the main god has arrived."
Qi Bin, who was still drowsy, suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly: "Did Ren Sheng go to invite him?"
The servant who came to report outside the door replied: "Ren Sheng is still handling official business. We have already rushed over. The Lord God should be sleeping. Ren Sheng thinks that the Lord God will not wake up for a while, so please don't worry."
Qiming stayed up so late again. I told him long ago that there were endless things to deal with, but he said he would do his best and knew what was going on, and he still went to bed so late. Plus he had to practice during the day, so sometimes I really wondered how long it would take for him to lie down and have a good sleep.
After his excited and pounding heart calmed down a little, Qibin threw back the quilt and stood up: "I'll be there right away. If there's anything, let me know as soon as possible."
"Yes, Your Excellency." The servant of God outside retreated and flew to the main temple at the highest point to inquire about the news.
Qi Bin, wearing the dark court robe, used some magic to remove all the dust and dirt. Even though his body was already very clean, it was now even fresher and cleaner than after a bath.
It took less than ten minutes to open the door and fly to the main temple.
When they reached the highest point, the Hall of Offerings, Qiming was already there. "When the fairy maid on duty was on patrol, she saw the curtains in the bedroom were lowered. She thought it was blown by the wind, or it was not hung up during the daytime cleaning. She went over to hang it up, but found something was wrong, and it felt like someone was lying inside. So she came to report."
Qiming lowered his voice, as soft as a whisper, for fear that the sound would be transmitted to the dormitory next door.
Qi Bin glanced at the maid standing respectfully beside him, nodded, and said in a gentle voice: "Well done, whether it is the Lord God coming or not, you will be rewarded, go down and wait."
The maid bowed slightly and left with a smile on her face.
How could I not be happy? We usually practice every now and then. If we find anything unusual, the Lord God may come and take some measures. Today, we finally used it.
Otherwise, if you go up and pull up the gauze curtain, you will disturb the main god, and that would be a serious sin.
If the real Lord God came, and not some blind person lying on the Lord God's bed, then she would be greatly rewarded, and might even get a promotion.
Qibin walked to the altar. There were already two incense sticks in the incense burner, one was burned one-third and the other had just been inserted.
He picked up a stick of incense, lit it on the perpetual lamp next to him, waved away the flame, held the incense in both hands, bowed three times towards the altar, and then put it in. He turned and walked to the coffee table on the other side.
There was a small stove and tea sets on the short-legged coffee table, and two cushions on the ground on both sides of the coffee table. He and Qiming sat cross-legged on each cushion.
When practicing meditation, you also need to cross your legs, so I have long been accustomed to sitting cross-legged. This is to wait until the Lord God wakes up.
Qiming started to boil water to make tea, using jasmine tea to prevent the aroma of other teas from affecting the jasmine scent.
After taking a few sips, Qibin took care of Qiming who hadn't gone to sleep yet: "You go and rest first, I'll be watching over here."
Qiming lowered his eyes with a faint smile: "I can still hold on after a thousand years of cultivation. It's a rare opportunity for the God Xi Ning to come."
No one wants to miss it.
Qi Bin couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a thousand years since she left last time."
Even for an immortal god, a thousand years is not a short time, and yet it seems like just yesterday.
Qibin looked at Qiming in front of him, who was his most outstanding descendant. Although his descendants still numbered hundreds of thousands after thousands of years, the qualifications of all of them were still inferior to Qiming's.
Due to the extension of human life span, the timing and number of births are no longer mandatory. In addition, the flesh and blood are slowly being replaced by silicon, causing the population to remain at a certain level and not grow for a long time.
If humans did not want to fly and had to maintain their physical body, they would have uploaded their consciousness to AI five or six hundred years ago and completely transformed from carbon-based life to silicon-based life.
But the path to immortality is elusive and it is difficult for mortals to become immortals, so they will give up on the pursuit before death.
However, whether it is becoming a machine body or being in the virtual world, it is a privilege for the rich. Ordinary people may spend their entire lives and a hundred years of money to just be able to enter, and their machine bodies are not well configured, or their permissions in the virtual world are not high.
Qi Bin said softly, "This time I want to ask whether AI needs to be restricted so that humans can return to their original form. If so, to what extent."
If artificial intelligence technology had not been restricted for two hundred years, it would have replaced the real world long ago. At that time, most of the poor people were drunk and dreaming in the game. There were even some prisons or planets that put people in holographic cabins that connected nerves, hung up intravenous drips, and lay there like the living dead until they died.
"Also, there's the matter of your inner demon." Qi Bin was very worried: "You got through this time by luck, but the next time you'll have to survive for three thousand years. If you don't get rid of your inner demon, it will be hard for me to protect you."