Barrier of Light

"簌簌——"

A strong wind blew, making my cheeks hurt.

Luo Yu slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was a piece of flying snow mist, surrounded by towering dense forests. The fallen needles had already condensed a thick layer of ice... He held up his hands and wanted to sit down. When I stood up, I was greeted by a huge dizziness like weightlessness.

Memory images are like cut-up movies.

Scene after scene, frame by frame, appearing in no chronological order.

He remembered.

There was a big explosion in the tomb, the plane crashed, and he and the old man... fell into the huge holy light barrier together.

At the moment of the explosion, the realm of Infinite Scales all closed in, tightly covering itself.

The impact from the self-destruction of the heavy machine was completely blocked by the infinite scale field.

But when he came into contact with the holy light barrier, the powerful spiritual power penetrated the field and crashed into his mind.

When I woke up again... I came here.

If I remember correctly, I came to the cemetery?

But in the cemetery...there is no such scene.

Where is this?

Luo Yu struggled to sit up and leaned against a giant tree.

A slight tremor caused the snow to fall, and white snowflakes fell rustlingly. He coughed deeply and gradually woke up from his dizziness.

"Old man..."

In front of you is an old and towering figure. Just one glance can give people a great sense of security.

Gu Qilin had already taken off his commander's robe and draped it in front of Luo Yu.

He stood not far from the snow forest and said with his head tilted.

"You finally woke up...how do you feel mentally?"

"A little dizzy."

Luo Yu rubbed his temples vigorously and tried to shake his head. He felt that three kilograms of water had been poured into his mind, which was heavy.

He gritted his teeth and asked in a hissing voice, "Did I... pass out just now?"

He lowered his head and checked his body.

Falling from a height of 1,000 meters... and not getting hurt.

Not even a single wound on his body?

"Not passing out, but falling asleep."

Gu Qilin said calmly: "The moment the heavy machine exploded, the Infinite Scale field closed in, and all physical damage was eliminated... It's just that a layer of strong spiritual power enveloped the sky above the cemetery, and my field was not blocked. Mental impact."

"Fortunately, the spiritual power that enveloped the cemetery does not have strong murderous intent."

"otherwise……"

Gu Qilin's voice stopped suddenly.

Luo Yu's face turned pale. He probably guessed half of the sentence behind the "otherwise".

The old man's "Infinite Scale" is an extremely powerful spiritual field. It is so powerful that the spiritual power after a sharp contraction can even block the impact of the material world... However, the spiritual power above this cemetery cannot even be stopped by the Infinite Scale.

It is clear.

This is the power of the throne.

"Lord God... are you awake?"

Luo Yu supported the ancient tree, stood up, and looked at the bleak snow scene in front of him, his eyes a little confused.

Gu Changzhi's eight-volume breathing method is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Only the last volume "Big Cold" is left, which has not been completely completed.

This is considered a small secret within the Gu family.

When the Qingzhong Cemetery was built, it was hoped that the sleeping Gu Changzhi could regain his energy with the help of the formation to complete the creation of the last volume of "The Great Cold"... So far, there are still many old-school supernatural beings who believe that the reason why Gu Changzhi is sleeping , because the creation of the "Big Cold" consumed too much mental energy.

Lord God, you are experiencing "Nirvana" firsthand.

When he recovers, a perfect breathing method will be born.

From life to death to eternity.

"No."

Gu Qilin slowly shook his head, and his voice was very firm, "There is more than one spiritual throne in the sky above the cemetery."

Luo Yu was stunned.

He thought of what the old man had said before, that the spirit over the cemetery did not have strong murderous intent.

That means... there is still murderous intent.

"The reason why there were so many explosions in the cemetery... was because the spiritual powers of the two gods were entangled together and had not yet returned to stability." Gu Qilin said quietly, "When we broke into the cemetery, there was a murderous intention. Come, but it was blocked in an instant... If I feel it correctly, that spiritual power comes from the Dionysian Seat of the Tower of Source."

"Bacchus?"

Luo Yu suddenly remembered what happened in Nagano in recent days.

Storm is coming.

But I don’t know where the dark clouds are coming from.

"You and I are still alive...it means that the spiritual power of Dionysus has been suppressed." Gu Qilin patted the snow dust on his body and said calmly: "The spiritual power that allows you to dream should come from Changzhi. That fire."

Luo Yu rubbed his cheek.

He said worriedly: "Then this is...a disaster situation?"

"Yes." The old man nodded, "If you guessed it correctly, the power of the fire has spread. Soon, the entire cemetery will be covered by this great cold disaster... and what's worse is that Nagano will soon send extraordinary people. enter."

The strange phenomenon in the cemetery did not come from the formation explosion.

But it comes from... the spiritual game between the two gods!

This is definitely a reason that the five members of the Nagano Sansho Institute could not imagine. After losing contact, a large number of extraordinary people entering the cemetery will be directly trapped in a disaster situation!

"The good news is that we are the first to enter the tomb."

Gu Qilin said calmly: "When I fell asleep, I found an ancient road... This cemetery is very interesting."

Using the word "cemetery" to describe the scene in front of me is no longer appropriate.

It is surrounded by towering trees.

Flying dry snow.

There is not a single tombstone to be seen here, and not a single noise can be heard.

It doesn't look like a false dream at all.

Luo Yu was also fortunate enough to see Master Gu Changzhi's "Four Seasons Wilderness". The place was covered with snow and trees, and had nothing to do with the scene of the God's Wilderness... but instead looked like a real world of ice and snow.

"Is this... really a disaster situation?"

Luo Yu walked forward with the old man. His mental power was suppressed by the powerful rules and he could not be released from the body at all. The suppression of mental power here was simply ridiculous.

Even Gu Qilin's "Infinite Scale" was suppressed a few feet behind him, and only the shadow of a swaying black scale could be seen.

As powerful as a title, he can barely use some mental power.

The infinite scale swayed from side to side.

The snowy needles in front of me were pushed aside layer by layer by invisible hands.

"We fell from above the cemetery... we should be close to the inner mausoleum." Gu Qilin said slowly: "At the beginning of the construction of the cemetery, I saw all the drawings... Although I can't understand the formations, but I remember that the place where Changzhi slept was not far from the mountain where he fell."

Luo Yu knew that the place where Lord Shenzuo slept was at the location of the remains of the colossus in the inner mausoleum of Qing Tomb.

That is the center of the cemetery formation.

The towering giant statues are shrouded in mist and cannot be seen from outside the cemetery. Since the construction of the Qing Tomb, no one can see the original ruins anymore.

But everyone knows that these giant statues are closely related to the five great families from six hundred years ago.

The two people walked forward slowly.

Just when he was about to leave the dense forest, an invisible, tide-like spiritual power "slowly" rippled out.

The old man stood still and stretched out a hand to stop Luo Yu's progress.

The trees, which were more than ten meters high, bent down one after another, and countless falling snow rustled down, being blown upside down by the wind.

Luo Yu looked pale.

Watching this ray of extremely powerful mental power vibrate past, and the strong wind blowing on his cheeks, his will was violently washed away at this moment... But it was just a wash away. This ray of mental power did not contain hostility or murderous intent. .

It was like... being hit by a huge wave on the beach.

This wave has no intention of dragging people back into the sea and killing them, so as long as they can withstand the impact... then they will be fine.

Most of the shadows of Wuliang Scale fell in front of Luo Yu.

This wave of impact was blocked by 80%.

But... it's still enough for him to drink a pot.

Fatty Luo looked very ugly. He held on to an ancient tree, panted heavily, and said with lingering fear: "This mental wave... is too strong, isn't it?"

If there is no help from Wuliang Scales to parry.

I'm afraid... I'll be tricked again.

"Don't worry, you won't die directly. The most you can do is 'sleep' again." Gu Qilin said softly, "This mental wave has no killing intent, it will only make people fall into a deep sleep... again and again."

After hearing this, Luo Yu not only did not relax, but felt even more terrifying.

Being hit by a wave on the beach, and then the next one, and the next one... If a person whose mental strength is not strong enough comes here, the final result will be sleeping until death.

"Is that... the power of fire?" Fatty Luo murmured.

"yes."

Gu Qilin calmly looked at the direction where the mental ripples came from, paused slowly, and said.

"Perhaps you can say...this is the power of the third fire."

At first, Luo Yu just said softly.

Then, he raised his head suddenly, thinking he heard wrongly.

"The third fire?!"

After realizing the true meaning of this sentence, Luo Yu, who had always been in a peaceful mood, couldn't help but raise his voice at this moment. He looked at the dense forest in the distance like a ghost, and his voice began to tremble: "You mean...in this cemetery, Is there a third kindling?!"

Gu Qilin smiled silently.

Although the old man looked calm at the moment, he was also shocked by his discovery at the beginning.

"High probability."

Gu Qilin said slowly: "When he fell, Wuliang Scale felt two strands of entangled divine power, one from the Dionysian Seat of the Tower of Source, and the other from Gu Changzhi... And this ray of spiritual power just now, on the fluctuation characteristics , different from those two divine powers."

"You...are you mistaken?"

Luo Yu's voice was harsh.

"I also hope I'm mistaken..."

Gu Qilin spoke in a low voice, "But Wuliang Scale's induction of spiritual power is extremely clear. That power most likely comes from the 'third fire' besides Dionysus and Gu Changzhi."

"But... where did the third fire come from?" Luo Yu's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.

He thought of old news from twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, [Pluto], one of the seven human gods, disappeared into the fog of the old world outside the Beizhou Fortress. At first, the federal government believed that Pluto went to the old world to find oasis ruins. Later, nothing happened. After contacting him, several gods from the federal government also set out together to try to find... In the end, nothing was found.

In the end, Pluto’s whereabouts became a mystery.

His fire also disappeared into the fog of the old world... No one knew whether he was alive or dead, and no one knew where his fire had gone.

"Maybe... that fire was never lost."

Gu Qilin said softly.

Luo Yu murmured: "This is too... too..."

He wanted to use a word to describe his mood, but found that...whether it was fantasy or magic, these words were not suitable.

"Gu Changzhi's deep sleep may not only be due to his understanding of the 'Great Cold'."

Gu Qilin lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He murmured: "If there is a third fire, his sleep will not be that simple..."

Qingzhong Cemetery has always been in absolute balance.

Gu Changzhi single-handedly suppressed the power of the two fire seeds.

However, because of the entry of Dionysus into the tomb.

The balance...is broken.

"The great cold disaster is not a disaster!"

Gu Qilin suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling with light, his expression became extremely serious, and he said: "The real disaster is the power of this third ownerless fire that spreads on its own... This disaster We are protecting the cemetery!"

Following the fight between Gu Changzhi and Dionysus.

The power of the third fire is gradually recovering!

From the unknown depths in the distance, the spiritual ripples coming again and again become more and more powerful... These are indeed waves without killing intent, but with the recovery of the power of fire, and the suppression of Gu Changzhi for twenty years, Resistance, these waves will only get bigger and bigger, and eventually form a tsunami!

Even if there is no murderous intention.

It’s enough to drown everything in the cemetery!

The Great Cold Disaster Realm... seems to be dead, but it is protecting and blocking the power of the third fire.

Luo Yu's face turned pale.

"The reason why I am here is because this thing...is guiding me."

Gu Qilin took out a token, which was the order of the head of the Gu family. Although the Gu family was now divided into two factions, the old and the new, the person who really held the head's token was not Gu Lushen.

This token contains the extraordinary blood power inherited from the Gu family for six hundred years.

This power gave guidance when the plane crashed.

Until I arrived here, there was a pull from somewhere.

"Perhaps... all the heads of the five families will have feelings?" Luo Yu said cautiously.

Gu Qilin's expression suddenly darkened.

He turned around suddenly and pulled Luo Yu behind him.

Deep in the distant snow forest, there was the slight sound of a wheel hub turning.

Snow mist drifts and flies.

A figure in a wheelchair slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

Gu Lushen smiled and said, "Old man... you are so fast."

Gu Qilin just remained silent.

He did not answer Gu Lushen.

Silent contempt.

It is the greatest contempt.

Perhaps because of the heavy wind and frost, Gu Lushen's hair was stained with a hint of silver and looked a bit weathered.

Being the same age as Gu Changzhi, he always gives people a very "decaying" look. In fact, it was like this a long time ago. When both of them were young, Gu Changzhi was the sun that attracted everyone's attention in the Snow Forbidden City, while Gu Lushen was like a wisp of white frost clinging to the bluestone floor, inconspicuous and inconspicuous. No one cares.

Two young people.

One is like a scorching sun, emitting thousands of rays of light.

The other one is like frost, snow, twilight... No matter how hard you try, you will only have the fate of being burned and melted by the scorching sun, destined not to be seen by the world.

Gu Lushen was already used to being ignored and looked down upon.

So he still smiled: "You shouldn't have entered the tomb so early."

Luo Yu noticed... there were several wisps of frost clinging to the surface of Gu Lushen's clothes, like blood vessels, twisting and twisting in a snake shape, and finally gathered at the heart.

Gu Lushen's body was covered with an extremely thin layer of spiritual power.

But... that spiritual power is very powerful!

That is... the power of Dionysus!

"When were you willing to give up your bottom line?"

Gu Qilin looked at the clothes of the junior in the wheelchair and said this in a very soft voice.

This sentence should have been angry, but all the anger had been exhausted by the eight years of civil war.

So... there is only sympathy, regret, pity, and sadness.

no doubt.

No matter what time of day...the sun is always the brightest.

A figure like Gu Changzhi, placed in any era, would become the "protagonist" of that era.

Living with him is destined to be a sad thing.

But...the world needs other lights too.

Many years ago, Gu Qilin once took out the file of this young man named "Gu Lushen" and proudly showed off to his old friend Zhou Wei, saying that the Gu family is outstanding and full of geniuses. Sooner or later, this young man named Gu Lushen will become a great person. He will accomplish great things and become the second light of the Gu family and the pillar of support for the entire Nagano.

Many years have passed, and the original prophecy has ironically come true.

But it was only half fulfilled.

The Gu family was divided into factions, and the old faction was weakened. This war without gunpowder lasted for eight years... Gu Lushen did indeed accomplish a great cause. No other person in Nagano could do what he did.

However, what really chilled Mr. Gu Qilin was...the rising star who he once believed would become the second light of the Gu family relied on the power of the Tower of Source's throne.

The five Nagano families have countless commandments.

The biggest one is not to cross Dongzhou and seek help from foreign countries.

During the most intense period of the civil war, Gu Qilin once thought... If the old faction tried their best to fight for their faith and still failed, and Gu Changzhi did not wake up until the end, then God had destined Gu Lushen to win.

By then, it might not be a bad outcome if he is defeated and this young man seizes the Gu family.

Those who can defeat themselves will never be weak.

Maybe... the Gu family will also go very far.

But these thoughts were all shattered at this moment.

A year ago, he didn't want to believe that someone had broken the biggest iron rule in Nagano.

Now, the naked reality is before our eyes.

He couldn't help but not believe it.

"You have watched me grow up, so you should understand me...How could you say such ridiculous things?"

Gu Lushen sat in a wheelchair and shook his head.

"Bottom line, what's that?"

He asked seriously, and then said regretfully: "I don't have anything like this to restrain my hands and feet."

Gu Lushen said this calmly and without any shame.

Old man Gu Qilin silently stretched out his hand and grasped the sword at his waist without unsheathing it directly.

In fact, when I saw Gu Lushen here.

He was so disheartened that he gave up hope.

But Gu Qilin still refused to believe it and said, "It was you who colluded with the Tower of Source to bring the Bacchus Seat to the cemetery."

"it's me."

Gu Lushen nodded.

He stretched out a finger, pointed into the distance, and smiled.

"However, it's not just the Dionysian Seat... the entire Nagano, the three major institutes, the five major families, and thousands of extraordinary people were all brought into the cemetery by me."

The old man's hand holding the knife was trembling.

Luo Yu was angry, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You bastard!! Do you know...how many people will die in vain because of this?!"

Gu Lushen turned to look at him expressionlessly.

No movement was seen from him.

There was a "boom".

An invisible mental shock burst out and hit Luo Yu in an instant!

Too fast!

The infinite scale only had time to block part of it!

The next moment, Luo Yu flew out, hit a snowy tree hard, and passed out.

This scene... made Gu Qilin's pupils shrink slightly.

Gu Lushen took action just now, but even he didn't react.

Are you getting old? The old man silently grasped the long sword, his expression became serious, he took a deep breath and prepared for battle.

"Okay...now it's clean."

Gu Lushen smoothed his scattered frost-white hair and smiled softly: "Old man, put down that knife. You are old, why bother with swordsmanship anymore? Maybe we can have a good chat... maybe You will find that things are not as bad as you thought.”

"You and I...have nothing to talk about."

Gu Qilin drew his sword out of its sheath.

The infinite scale was suppressed and could only open a corner, but at this moment, countless lights and shadows fell, and the majestic figure of a hundred ghosts walking at night loomed on the back. This scene was extremely shocking. He swept towards the man in the wheelchair. Although the lion was old, it was still Can hunt.

The sword cut through it, and a huge snow tree was cut in half!

A long line falls like a rainbow!

Gu Lushen didn't hide at all.

He just put two fingers together and traced them like a long line... This disaster world that suppressed mental power had lost the restraint of rules for him, and a ray of frosty silver line directly cut open the giant tree in front of him.

Then two slender fingers collided with the old man's sword!

"Crack!"

Very crisp sound of gold and iron!

Gu Lushen caught the piercing knife with two fingers!

He looked calm and exerted slight force.

The surface of the sword vibrated violently, repeated hundreds of times in an instant, and was directly shattered. The bright silver blade was caught between his two fingers.

Although the sword was broken, the majestic concussive force of this blow still penetrated through!

The wheelchair quickly backed up in the snowy forest.

Gu Lushen looked calm and silently accepted the spread of this concussive force. Finally, the wheelchair plowed nearly a hundred meters, stopped, and plowed a snow ditch.

During this process, Gu Lushen made a very subtle gesture of shaking off his hands.

After the wheelchair stopped, the blade in his hand was gone.

On the other side, the old man holding a sword looked pale.

He lowered his head and saw that the robe on his chest was stained red with blood.

His own blade was thrown by Gu Lushen, penetrating the wind and snow, and also penetrated Wuliang Scale's spiritual realm.

This knife directly tore Gu Qilin's breastplate into pieces, and the tip of the knife came out from the back... But fortunately, it did not hit the heart directly, but was slightly deflected.

"Old man, I have always respected you."

Gu Lushen looked at the old man standing with a knife in the distance, and said softly, "I don't want to kill you, so hand over that thing... I promise you can leave the cemetery alive."

He stretched out two fingers and tapped Gu Qilin's palm.

There is a token there.

It is the order of the head of the family that symbolizes the position of the head of the Gu family.