Barrier of Light

A "death list" was engraved in Xu Yan's mind.

On this list, there are many extraordinary geniuses that Nagano is famous for...and behind some names, there are special symbols written with mental power.

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

He recalled the "Sea of ​​Fire and Ice Tide" that Xu Yan had just used. Some of those extraordinary abilities clearly echoed the abilities on the list.

This man who was born out of nowhere made a detailed and careful plan before he became famous in the Snow Forbidden City.

The Fire Thief...had already started his "action" in Nagano.

The Tower of Source has drawn up a list of potential extraordinary beings, and Xu Yan is responsible for stealing the abilities of these people and replicating them. After he completes the important "ability imprinting", the next task is to hunt and kill them. These extraordinary geniuses.

Then Chu Ling’s portrait has also been explained——

The only person who saw Chu Ling under the Ninghe Bridge was Bai Lu!

And Xu Yan... came into contact with Bai Lu!

[Fire Thief] stole the ability of "Dream of Thorns" and also received an unexpected surprise!

Gu Shen looked calm and copied this memory.

This list... is also an unexpected surprise to me!

He retracted his palm.

A wisp of blazing fire emerged from Xu Yan's eyebrows and returned to Gu Shen's fingertips, lingering and overflowing.

"beg……"

Xu Yan's plea for mercy only had time to utter the first syllable before it came to an abrupt end.

Gu Shen waved his hand.

"Buzz buzz!"

Thousands of rays of golden light from the formations gathered together and turned into a spear, directly piercing the head... As Xu Yan's spiritual sea collapsed, his physical body also collapsed.

No matter how powerful the sacred token is, it cannot reverse life and death.

Gu Shen showed no mercy.

With this memory taken away, Xu Yan has no value anymore.

He has only one fate... and that is death!

After Xu Yan died.

Gu Shen was not in a hurry to leave. He summoned blazing fire and swept into the bodies in all directions, eating away at the extraordinary source of the [Fire Thief]...

This process will take some time.

Gu Shen sat cross-legged and slowly raised his head, feeling calm and peaceful as never before.

At this moment, Qingzhong Cemetery is covered by the Great Cold Disaster.

In the vast snowfield, the sky is dark, with only a ray of blazing fire shining brightly.

The wind and snow whimpered, covering him.

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The only place in Qingzhong Cemetery that is not covered by wind and snow is a hillside mausoleum surrounded by giant statues.

This mountain range is not very tall.

But it is the most important place in the entire cemetery.

There are two thousand six hundred and fifty formation patterns, using it as the formation eye.

It is the last place of light that breaks through the darkness.

But it is also the source of the great cold in the entire cemetery.

A slender female figure slowly swept out from the dark void and landed in front of the mountain.

Chu Ling placed the sleeping Shen Li on the stone steps of a mountain.

After parting ways with Gu Shen.

There was a hidden guidance in her heart... She walked towards the entrance of the mountain. The place was filled with heavy fog, and she could not tell the direction at all. She could only rely on intuition.

For those extraordinary people who have never understood the formation patterns in the cemetery, this place is the closest place to light, but it is also the darkest place.

Countless people have tried to enter the inner tomb.

And the end result is the same, getting lost in the fog and eventually leaving without knowing it.

But... if there were a pair of eyes that could see through the fog at this moment, suspended above the inner tomb, they would definitely be very surprised.

Because... Chu Ling was walking in a straight line.

A straight line leading to the entrance of the inner tomb.

Every step she took was slow and firm.

And she... really couldn't see anything.

Only boundless darkness can be seen.

After a long time, she stopped, and the mist in the mountain slowly dispersed... A tightly closed mountain gate appeared in front of her, and in front of the mountain gate, lay a thin figure in ragged clothes and stained with blood.

Chu Ling's expression was a bit unbearable.

She knelt down and held the opponent's hands that were only bones.

Then she saw that under the tabby cat mask, there was a pair of gentle and powerful eyes.

In the world of [Deep Sea], it is not impossible to reach the inner tomb through layers of fog... Even if there is only one chance in ten million, as long as you try enough opportunities, you will definitely be able to find it. That "one".

But, she knew it very well.

The reason why I was able to reach this place was not because I was the "one" who successfully reached the destination after deduction.

But because of the guidance of Master Qianye.

The golden thread of divination has already spread at that end, waiting for him.

perhaps……

Master Qianye had foreseen this scene a long time ago.

It was a "destined" encounter.

Under the mask with dried blood, the tomb keeper's soft sighing voice sounded.

"Are you... my disciple?"

She was as weak as a handful of cattails, which would fall apart when the wind blew. Countless divination golden threads wrapped around her body, slowly spreading and spreading, wrapping around the last Qingzhong Mountains, delaying the spread of the "Great Cold" as much as possible.

Because it was too cold, most of the tomb guard's body was covered with hard ice slag and debris.

But she smiled anyway.

"You look...so beautiful."

This is not something a dying man should say.

When people are nearing the end of their lives, they often talk about regrets and recall good things.

But the guardian of the tomb did not look at the past. She just stared hard at Chu Ling in front of her, staring at this moment.

She smiled and said: "Before I die, it is really a good and lucky thing to be able to meet a disciple like you."

When she looked at Chu Ling, she used divination.

In fact, a year ago, when she agreed to Gu Shen to accept her second nominal disciple, Qianye used divination... But she didn't see anything. A year later, it was like being shrouded in dark clouds. Not the slightest bit of light.

But this moment, it's different.

She looked at Chu Ling and saw the surging golden light.

This is hope.

The extraordinary source of energy was output from Chu Ling's fingertips. She did not begrudge the power given to her by Gu Shen and carefully injected it into Master Qianye's body... Unfortunately, this broken body had long been fighting against In the battles of fate, it became incomplete, tattered, and irreparable. This is an "injury" that even the divine fetus cannot make up for.

Even if there was no change in the cemetery today.

Master Qianye’s lifespan will not be long.

She cut off her own flesh and blood and placed it on the scales as fodder in exchange for future vision... and the final result would inevitably be to burn herself to death.

Her life is destined to be a short-lived youth.

Now, the moment of "withering" has arrived.

"No need to try and save me."

Master Qianye shook his head, "You should save them..."

She looked into the distance outside the inner mausoleum. In the distance was the snowfield covered by the great cold, covered with frost. In the distance were the nameless trekkers, the worshipers in the cemetery, and in the distance... were the sentient beings in Nagano.

Chu Ling took a breath.

These sources of essence, injected into Master Qianye's body, have no effect at all.

She is not a god.

It cannot carry such power.

Even if it could be carried, it would be useless... because at this moment, this body has become a leaky net full of holes. No matter how much is injected, how much is leaked out. Only Qianye's lifespan, energy, and soul are left to leak out bit by bit. fate.

Dim golden light condensed in front of Chu Ling.

Master Qianye doesn’t have much mental power left.

She smiled: "These... are the remaining formation patterns in Qingzhong Cemetery... In this regard, the most genius person I have ever seen is Gu Shen. When his mind is extremely calm, he can comprehend it in one day." Practice twenty seats.”

Just now... Gu Shen's speed was faster than she could speak!

This is a formation talent that is almost beyond the reach of the world.

However, the tombkeeper had a vague premonition.

The woman in front of him is more "genius" than Gu Shen when it comes to understanding formation patterns.

These dim golden lights and formations were suspended in front of Chu Ling.

There are still a hundred formations that have not been comprehended.

Chu Ling did not act like a normal person...clicked on one of the array diagrams and directly understood it.

She just sat in front of the mountain mausoleum, silently studying the formation diagrams floating in front of her. She just looked at them silently, and it seemed that there were more things to think about than comprehending the formations...

It took her ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, her eyes passed through the formations in front of her one by one.

Then, she took action.

Just like a normal person would read a book, she opened one of the formation diagrams and placed it in front of her... This was considered "opening the book", but instead of turning the page, she chose to reach out and take down the second volume. .

Once again...open the book.

Next, volume three.

This movement was getting faster and faster, like clouds and flowing water... It wasn't until twenty formation diagrams densely filled the void in front of her that she stopped. She leaned against the guardian sitting in front of the closed giant door of the mountain mausoleum and saw At this scene, the expression under the tabby cat mask couldn't help but become confused.

She didn't expect that this would be Chu Ling's way of understanding the formation patterns...

Could it be that……

Are you trying to put twenty formation patterns together for enlightenment?

A biting cold wind blew in front of the mausoleum, blowing the red ancient sacrificial clothes. However, the woman kneeling and sitting in front of the mausoleum looked calm, like the well water on the top of the temple, without any ripples.

She just started "reading" in an ordinary way.

Twenty pieces of golden formation diagrams were dismantled almost in no particular order. The huge computing power was linked with the thinking of the "human brain" at this moment, giving birth to unprecedented power.

Human beings will always have delays when using the [Deep Sea]... These small delays are nothing in the eyes of humans themselves.

However, with the help of [Deep Sea], there will be no delay.

This is the difference between zero and one.

It was as if the trigger was pulled and the firing pin was lit... The [Source Code] girl who was supposed to be curled up in the carriage came to the world at this moment, her spiritual sea burning crazily.

These twenty pages of golden formation diagrams began to advance at an incredible speed.

The guardian of the tomb stared at this scene in a daze.

She could feel...the spiritual scrolls of these twenty formations were being dismantled "at the same time". What kind of "miracle" was this?

There was a man who read twenty books at the same time.

Not only did she read at the same time, but she turned to the next page at the same time... or rather, every page.

However, a large amount of extraordinary source matter was burned and evaporated during the process of "thinking".

Energy consumption is always equivalent.

Chu Ling is like a huge furnace, and every second she spends in this world has to pay a huge price.

This is fair.

The guardian of the tomb watched in silence as the red sacrificial attire fluttered in the strong wind. In just a few dozen breaths, she completed the dismantling of twenty formations.

At this moment, she understood why a year ago, she could not clearly see the "face" of this existence using divination.

Although there is no fire in Chu Ling's body.

But from such things, it is enough to judge.

She... is a different kind of "god".

There are one hundred formations, and an extraordinary person with mediocre talent needs to spend a year diligently meditating every day and night before he can master them.

In front of Chu Ling, there are "five groups".

Each group has the same movements...

Even the time spent is not much different.

The strong wind stopped, and the red sacrificial clothes also settled down. Chu Ling let out a long breath. She was no longer [source code], not a machine, and she would feel tired when she thought so intensively... .

This very subtle movement actually gave Master Qianye some peace of mind.

The girl in front of her finally retained her "humanity".

If Chu Ling didn't even need to take that little "breath"... that would be the really scary thing.

However, she soon recovered.

"teacher."

After understanding the remaining hundred formations in the cemetery, Chu Ling looked back into the distance and said sincerely: "I not only want to save them, but I also want to save you."

The person guarding the tomb was stunned.

She still didn't understand what Chu Ling meant.

"I thought... it would be very difficult to understand all the formation patterns in the cemetery."

Chu Ling lowered his eyes slightly and said softly: "Looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be difficult for me."

Not only is it not difficult?

It's almost...like drinking water.

"Gu Shen left the inner mausoleum and went to the disaster situation." Chu Ling raised his head: "If I can master all the mausoleum formations, maybe... the next situation will become better."

Until this moment, the people guarding the mausoleum slowly recovered from their shock.

She chuckled quietly.

This is a smile of emotion, but also a smile of joy.

It turned out that... what he was most worried about was actually an illusion. The hundred formations that Gu Shen had not comprehended did not become the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Take everything away if you can."

The guardian of the mausoleum used her withered hands to support her body and slowly sat up. She leaned in front of the stone door, her voice was hoarse but she said with a smile, "I will teach you everything...not just about the cemetery. These formations."

A cold wind lingers.

Golden threads dance.

Strands of golden divination threads fell on Chu Ling's shoulders like rain.

She looked at the tabby cat mask with some surprise.

In Master Qianye's eyes, an empty and huge familiar wilderness seemed to be reflected.

There are flowing clouds there.

There are old trees.

There are also papers, ancient scrolls, and drawings flying across the sky.

The golden thread becomes dim bit by bit.

The red sacrificial dress gradually became brighter.

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(PS: 1 I got stuck today. I informed the group that it will be updated later. Friends who haven’t joined the group can add it. 2. This chapter is really difficult to write. It took a long time to revise and revise it. The quality I am satisfied, but the next chapter will be more difficult to write, so the tentative update time is before 12 noon tomorrow, and the number of words will be larger.)