Barrier of Light

Lu Nanzhi cast her eyes on Gu Shen.

Not just her.

Gu Shen felt more than one gaze...falling on him.

All these years, the Ancient Literature Society has been looking for the [Key]. Gu Shen's appearance gave hope to the members of the Ancient Literature Society. Everyone believed that Gu Shen was the [Key].

But actually.

[Key] Not alone.

Open the [Red Door], lead to the deepest part of the deep sea, release the lion awakening technology, and liberate mankind...

This thing has never been done by one person.

Gu Shen's palm suddenly felt warm. Although this is a spiritual sea, he still really felt the "warmth".

This temperature came from Chu Ling.

Gu Shen looked to his side.

The woman in a long snow-white dress took the initiative to hold his hand. Almost ten years have passed, but Chu Ling's appearance has not changed at all. It is just like the one she met on Zero One back then. She is holy and pure white, like a shrine Mountain flowers.

The lion wakes up.

Just today, right now.

Lu Nanzhi took a deep breath, and she summoned out the [Red Gate] left by her father. In the past thirty years, she has kept the secret of the [Red Gate] deep in her heart. Secret meetings are all transferred through the [Red Gate]... She regards this responsibility as the most important thing.

At this moment, she finally didn't have to hide anymore.

"Clatter..."

The entire array box's spiritual sea began to turmoil, and every participant felt the trembling and shaking in the depths of their souls.

The sea water is broken, as if there is a big hand, messing with the void——

Rumble!

Hundreds of millions of strands of scarlet color condense out at the end of the sea area of ​​the array box. It is a door to the sky, and the carvings are full of complicated and obscure ancient scripts.

Gu Shen once saw the red door in Lu Nanzhi's spiritual sea.

At that time, the door was only a little higher than him.

And at this moment.

This door is higher than the sky.

"The key... now it's time for you to 'open the door'."

Turing smiled.

He patted Gu Shen on the shoulder twice, indicating that the latter can leave... Gu Shen and Chu Ling looked at each other, and they held hands and slowly swept forward. Next, the black and white figures are as insignificant as ants.

But here is the spiritual world.

As long as the belief is firm enough, a mayfly can shake a tree.

"laugh."

A ray of fire ignited between Gu Shen's eyebrows.

Gu Shen slowly stretched out his palm and pressed it against the red door.

The moment his palm pressed against the red door——

The entire boiling and noisy sea area suddenly became silent, and the sound of the entire world seemed to be stripped away in an instant.

All that remained was the dull, decaying sound of doors being pushed open.

Boom—long.

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What will the world look like when the sound of the whole world is turned off?

Extreme silence.

The void is filled with the breath of "dead silence" and "desolation".

At this moment, the spire of the Tower of Source looks like this.

After the start of the battle of gods, the Sky God Realm did not fall into turmoil... On the contrary, tens of thousands of snow-white broken swords were inserted across the clouds of the Sky God Realm, covered with a layer of frost, and the fragmented [Backflow] God Realm turned this The clouds were covered with a layer of golden yellow, and the three divine domains were superimposed together, forming a short-lived "balance".

In the center of the sky realm, stands a long and hard block of ice.

Qinglong was wrapped in this solid ice... To be precise, it was the clouds that wrapped him, and the ice wrapped the clouds.

The Queen's [Furnace] field constantly exerts wind and snow.

And the clear [Cloud Mirror] is constantly colliding with it to offset it.

If there is only one layer of domain, then this piece of solid ice will melt in a short time. The time for Lin Lei to ascend to the throne of God is still too short. She has only been in charge of power and smelted the origin for more than 20 years.

And Qingyu has been cultivating at the top of the Tower of Origin for nearly a hundred years.

There is actually a clear gap between [The Melting Pot] and the [Cloud Mirror]. With the strength of the Empress alone, there is no way to block Qingyu...

However, there is also Atractylodes.

[Backflow] God's Domain is constantly activated, and when the [Furnace] is about to melt, the timeline is pulled back to the moment when the frozen power is the most powerful, so that the [Furnace] and [Cloud Mirror] return to the starting point of this war of attrition... This method is actually Bai Shu forcing the battle line to be longer. He is consuming his own divine power to create a longer freezing time for Lin Lei's [melting furnace].

This is why the spire of the source is so silent.

Obscurity is frozen.

As for the completion of this "miracle", the two gods who dragged the battle into a tug-of-war, each sat cross-legged.

Lin Lei's whole body was covered in green frost.

On the other side, Bai Shu's figure began to blur.

This battle of gods continued until now, and he could no longer maintain the peak "youth state", so his body changed uncontrollably.

Sometimes aging.

Sometimes immature.

But fortunately, the battle situation is stable now, as long as Bai Shu can guarantee that [Backflow] God's Domain will be launched on time, it doesn't really matter what form he is in when it is activated.

Sky God Realm seemed silent.

But actually...not so.

Under the freezing frost, Lin Lei and Bai Shu were having a spiritual conversation.

The two were silently counting the time.

This battle of gods has dragged into a "tug of war"... Everything is going well, but the next thing they have to do is to ensure that their minds are sober, and try to seal Qingyun in the [Furnace] God's Domain as much as possible. The longer the better.

In addition to Lin Lei Baishu, there are two other spirits who are talking.

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"Teacher, the current situation... Are you satisfied?"

Qingyun was sealed in the [melting furnace].

But it didn't prevent him from spreading out a ray of flow power and coming to the [Reincarnation Realm] chessboard.

The chessboard was folded and taken back by him after the battle of gods broke out, and now it was frozen in the Queen's God's Domain, unable to leave, so he took it out again.

At this moment of ambiguity, the "spiritual body" also shrinks a hundred times, turning into a tiny shadow. He slowly landed on the chessboard, looking at Mr. Tianshui who sat cross-legged for a long time.

Tianshui was very quiet from beginning to end.

He is like a spectator.

More like a traveler.

He wanted to build the tower of origin, so he built it like this, and he wanted to support the strongest god seat, so he supported it like this.

Looking at Tian Shui's life, it seems that he has been favored by countless fates.

It is not so much that Qinglong is "the chosen one".

It would be better to say that Tian Shui is the real "chosen one".

But now, what he wants to do is to kill Qingyu...

This seemed to be the only thing he wanted to do but couldn't do in his life. In other words, when this thing was done, he would probably be "dead" and unable to "witness" it with his own eyes.

"You want to hear the truth? You're not dead, so I'm not too pleased."

Tian Shui raised his head, his voice was very honest, mixed with unconcealable regret.

Even though her body is shrunk, Qinglong is still very tall.

On this chessboard, Qinglong was the highest existence, Tian Shui had to raise his head if he wanted to meet his disciple's gaze.

"die……"

Qinglong murmured softly and repeated the word.

He sat back, and countless clouds and mist condensed out of thin air behind him, forming a huge throne.

Even if he is frozen and locked, he is still the God of "Tongtian", and he can overlook everyone just by sitting down.

After sitting on the throne.

The hazy voice was three points more self-deprecating.

"It's just death."

He looked at Tian Shui, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, but it just passed by.

Sitting on the seat of Babel, Qinglong slowly bent down, looked at the mask on the teacher's face, and asked softly: "I have kept my promise all these years, even if I have smelted the fire, I still regard you as the supreme way Master, promote the system of priests and build a double-god illusion. In this tower of origin that reaches the sky, you are the second person besides me. Under one person, above tens of thousands...others want me to die, I I can understand everything, but you want me to die, I can't understand?"

many years ago.

When he was still a distressed young man struggling in the mud alley.

This masked man appeared in front of him...

Tian Shui stretched out his hand.

Qinglong held that hand.

Every transcendent in Wuzhou knows the story after that.

This is an old-fashioned story that has been described in every legendary picture book. With the establishment of the Tower of Origin and Qinglong's growth, Zhongzhou ushered in an unprecedented cleansing. The tyrant climbed to the top of the five continents, the disciple reigned on the highest throne, and the teacher lived in seclusion behind the scenes in the upper city.

It's just that at the end of the story, it is inevitable that enemies will turn against each other, and swords will face each other.

Now Qinglong imprisoned Tianshui on the chessboard of the Realm of Reincarnation, just to make the ending of this story a little more decent.

"Because you have changed, so you deserve to die."

Tian Shui raised his head.

He looked into his clear eyes and said calmly: "The boy who walked out of the mud alley has already forgotten what he looked like back then."

"I haven't forgotten!"

A gloomy and angry low drink interrupted Tian Shui's words.

Qinglong had bulging veins on his forehead, and he sat firmly on the throne, holding the handle of the throne tightly.

The reason why he sits in this position that reaches the heavens is not enough is because he remembers the embarrassment, desperation, and unbearable in the mud alley——

He never wanted to go back to such a day.

How could he forget such a day, how dare he forget? !

"After ascending to the throne of God, you stood too high and too far from the ground, so you made too many wrong choices."

Tian Shui's voice was still calm, even if it was interrupted, he was not angry, but said calmly, "You forgot that there are many people, just like you back then."

Qinglong was startled for a second.

This sentence hit the point that he cared most about.

"Yes, there are tens of millions of down and out people in this world... But why are they just like me? How can they deserve to be with me?"

Along the way, smelt the fire and climb to the top of the gods.

No one knows.

Qinglong suffered so much and suffered so much.

This is still because of his outstanding talent and perseverance——

If "many people" in this world are like him, then there should be "many people" who can make it this far.

He can accept anything, but he can't accept it. The throne at this moment is a fluke, a coincidence.

Therefore, he must be different from others.

"..."

Tian Shui looked at his disciple, the disappointment in his eyes was beyond words.

He shook his head and said nothing more.

The soundless silence made the final confrontation between the master and apprentice seem absurd and desolate.

"I'm not arguing with you."

Qingyu realized his gaffe, he took a breath, calmed down his emotions, looked at the teacher in front of him, and said slowly: "I know you want me to die, but you told me in the mud alley, All living beings have the right to live, even if it is a cicada, if it wants to live, it should fly out of the frost and snow to see if it can survive the winter. So no matter how many people want me to die, as long as I want to live, I will Everyone should try to survive."

Tian Shui continued to remain silent.

That's exactly what he said.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Tian Shui said hoarsely, "So?"

"Everyone will die..."

With drooping eyes, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Everybody dies, but you don't."

The longest-lived person in Uptown is not Grand Maester Ian.

But Tianshui.

The person who spends the longest time with Tianshui is Qinglong.

Everyone is very curious about how the pair of master and apprentice survived for such a long time...

Rely on fire to continue life? Slow down the flow of time in God's Domain through sealed items?

There are countless theories on this subject, but none of them are correct.

The vast majority of people believe that Qinglong can live for so long because he is strong enough to find the secret of "longevity".

But the truth.

But it will surprise everyone.

"Give me some more of your time..."

On the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation, there was a biting cold wind, which came from the bone-piercing sword intent condensed in the [melting furnace].

Qinglong thoughtfully propped up a cloud cover for the teacher to keep out the cold wind.

But what he said at this moment is more cold than sword intent.

some years ago.

Qinglong is still just a thin and thin boy.

He was rescued by Tianshui, cultivated, and grew up... When his self-confidence was the strongest, he suffered an unprecedented defeat.

He was seriously injured by the candle and was dying.

If there is no "miracle", Qinglong should have died.

but……

Tian Shui created a miracle in his ordinary body.

He allocated a part of his "life span" and gave it to his beloved disciple who was on the verge of death, saving Qingyu's life... It is this part of life allocated by Tianshui, this part of vitality, that helps Qingyu Successfully climbed to the top of the Sky God.

Moreover, his "lifespan" is far ahead of other fire leaders!

It's not because Qinglong is strong enough to live till now.

but...

Tianshui's gift back then was too generous.

It's just that no matter how generous a gift is, there will be a day when it runs out.

Qinglong stretched out her palm, and countless clouds and mist lifted Tianshui from the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation. These clouds and mist also formed a huge palm. Looking at it from a high altitude... this palm looks like it is begging for money. .

Yes.

He is begging.

"Everyone dies, and so do I."

Tian Shui raised his head, and he saw clearly the true face of his disciple.

At this moment, there was sadness and stinging pain in his heart like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

"Give up unrealistic thoughts... I won't give you any more time."

Tian Shui's words completely dissipated the last ray of fake compassion in Qingyu's eyes.

"So, you really still have a lot of time."

Clouds and mist lingered around the realm of reincarnation, and an indifferent giant face slowly emerged.

Divine power descends.

The pressure suddenly increased.

But Tian Shui was not afraid at all.

He murmured softly: "It's so ironic. The person who was most fearless of death back then has left all his creeds and boundaries behind him in order to survive. Some people advised me not to support you, and I insisted on going my own way. Looking at it now, my His vision...is really bad, if we meet again, he will definitely laugh at me, right?"

"...?"

Qinglong narrowed her eyes.

Someone once advised Tian Shui not to support him.

For so many years, I never knew about this matter?

This is not the point, the real point is that the person who advised Tian Shui back then seems to be still alive?

Can someone live to this day like Tian Shui?

"who's that person?"

The huge face condensed from the clouds and mist, the eyes are full of confusion.

"ha……"

A hoarse laugh came from beneath the mask.

"you guess."

These two extremely ironic words made Qinglong speechless for a moment.

"..."

Qinglong stared hard at the mask on the teacher's face, trying to see something from it.

When he saved himself, Tianshui wore such a mask, and now so many years have passed... Tianshui still wears this mask. This mask seems to be a natural moat, thicker than any barrier in the world.

Even if he becomes the seat of God, he will not be able to spy on the teacher's face through the mask.

How ironic is this?

Nearly a hundred years.

He had never seen Mr. Tianshui's true face, not even once.

Through [Cloud Mirror], he can see all the secrets in this world.

But he can't see through the teacher's mask, nor can he guess the teacher's heart.

"Would you like to see the face under my mask?"

Tian Shui asked softly: "You have been curious all these years, but you never took the initiative to mention it."

because--

Qinglong has always played an excellent disciple.

At first, he respected Tian Shui from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't ask any secrets about the teacher.

Arrived later.

He ascended to the throne, there are too many important things in this world.

Compared with those secrets of the teacher, they are not important.

Even though he was curious, because of "self-confidence", he didn't want to bow down, so he stopped asking... If the teacher is willing, it's no big deal to wear this mask all the time.

Today, Tian Shui took the initiative to bring up this topic.

Although the two had completely confronted each other and their swords were on the verge of breaking out... Tian Shui's tone was as gentle as it was a hundred years ago.

It seems that the master and apprentice have never had a quarrel.

Just Qinglong bowed his head and said yes in a low voice.

Then he will lift off the mask and let Qinglong see the real appearance under the mask.

The silence in the Sky God Realm lasted only a few seconds.

Qinglong said indifferently: "If I want to see it, there are a thousand ways to see it... I don't need you to give me alms."

Tian Shui didn't speak, but just looked at his disciple silently, his eyes were soft, compassionate, and sarcasm.

It was as if he didn't hear what Qinglong just said at all.

this attitude.

It completely angered the huge face in the cloud.

Sitting on the throne, Qinglong stretched out her palm expressionlessly, and waved at the teacher's cheek!

In an instant, countless gusts of wind surged on the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation, and thousands of blades brushed against Mr. Tianshui's cheeks!

"Hiss!"

Flesh and blood were torn apart like paper.

Scarlet blood oozes from that mask...

Qinglong stared at the teacher's face gloomyly, but he didn't even take off the mask when he waved just now.

Maybe it's because of wearing it for too long.

The mask has been integrated with Tianshui.

At this moment, Tian Shui's face was continuously oozing blood, dripping down, and soon congealed into a small pool of blood. He lowered his head, laughing softly, the laughter contained pain, sadness, and disappointment.

He raised his head and continued to cast his previous gaze at his disciple.

Mercy, charity, mercy.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

Continuous gusts of wind swept across the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation, and puffs of blood submerged Tianshui's frail body.

A hundred years, a long time.

This is the second time that Qinglong has lost her mind so completely.

The last time, it was on that rainy night when he was completely defeated.

This time, he wanted to see his teacher's face.

However, the strong wind roared like a raging wave, and thousands of blood were blown out by the sharp blade.

Until he cut off the teacher's entire head...

Still no answer.

Only then did he realize that it was not omnipotent to hold the authority of the throne.

Some things, if you can't do it, you just can't do it.

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(There is another chapter tonight. The volume seems to be longer than I expected. No flag will be set. Quality is the priority.)