The Old Gods Are Whispering

After completing the formalities, Gu Jianlin got the ticket to enter the auction.

"The auction will last for a long time, and we will find an opportunity to slip away later."

He lowered his voice.

Tang Ling followed behind him, humming.

There are waiters in front of them leading them through the dark corridor. On both sides are some classical ancient paintings, which are mounted on the walls. The ground is as transparent as glass, shining with a faint golden light.

At the end of the corridor is a temple-like flashy song and dance hall. The huge stage is brightly lit, and there are huge columns in all directions. Overlooking the earth from the clouds, it has a strong religious atmosphere.

The auditorium was full, the lights above were dimmed, and people were whispering to each other.

In addition, there are six separate boxes, above the one with the widest view, overlooking the auditorium.

About six directors are eligible to stay.

At the same time, a beautiful host came onto the stage and said softly.

"Tonight is a sleepless carnival. It is both hell and heaven. Welcome to the dark world."

She smiled slightly and said to everyone: "We conceived the elect from the darkness, ushered in a new life in the destruction, and sought salvation in the chaos. We lit firewood in the darkness and burned the decay."

"To the Great King," she said.

Everyone in the auditorium stood up and said deeply, "To the great king."

Gu Jianlin and Tang Ling didn't know why, so they could only follow suit.

The next moment, everyone was seated.

The host said: "Before tonight's auction starts, we have prepared a little surprise for a special guest. The auction of the Brun Hill will start in 25 minutes. Please enjoy the rest of the time." The stage play prepared by Youying Group for you—Ancient Catastrophe."

Tang Ling was slightly taken aback: "Wait, the ancient catastrophe?"

Gu Jianlin was also stunned. He never thought that he would watch a drama before the auction started.

There was an uproar in the audience, and they didn't seem to expect such a surprise.

Just hearing the words of the ancient catastrophe, I already understood something.

Snapped.

The light of the temple goes out.

The glass curtain walls in all directions glowed with light, and the holographic projector was activated.

Accompanied by classical pathos music, the actors made their grand debut.

The temple has been replaced by a dry and cracked wasteland, and the blood-red sunset dyed the horizon red, reflecting five sculptures piercing the sky. Can't see the face clearly, overlooking from a high position, so mysterious and profound, awe-inspiring.

Countless gravels float in mid-air, and the world seems to have lost gravity.

Under the dim sunset, countless huge planets can be vaguely seen. They are sleeping in the deep universe, but they are connected with each other by roads like galaxies, as if they are a brilliant civilization.

In the doomsday-like silence, a huge sigh echoed.

"Chi, why did you betray humans?"

In the dim twilight, the man with black hair and red eyes was pierced by an ancient Tang knife, and his body was frozen in the void, like a martyr hanging on a cross, decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Besides him, four other people were also pierced by the Tang Dao, and they were frozen in the void, unable to move.

Time seems to be passing by quickly, and their bodies are gradually decaying and dying.

"All these years, you've been saying that I betrayed mankind, and it's making my ears callous."

Someone sighed softly, his back was elongated by the afterglow of the setting sun, as if spreading to the end of the horizon.

"But I feel that I am the only savior of the human world."

He paused: "It's a pity that geniuses are always lonely and cannot be understood by others. Alright, stop trying to use the fire of the god sacrifice to absorb vitality. Is the Donghuang, a majestic eighth-level man, so afraid to face death?"

His voice is young, soft and powerful.

The Eastern Emperor sighed: "The so-called saving the world is to kill all the sublimated people in the world, and then cut off the inheritance path? It's so crazy, no wonder you have betrayed your relatives."

The young man smiled and said, "Don't say that, I'm in the dark world, and I still have many supporters. This world has been sick for too long, and there is no cure for it. Sometimes, if there is no destruction, there will be no new life. More What's more, what's so good about the way of inheritance? Is it the mission to protect human beings that you don't want to give up, or the power it brings to you?"

"You can't prove that what you do can save the world."

The Eastern Emperor said in a deep voice: "This is just your crazy obsession, your wishful thinking."

The young man suddenly sighed regretfully, his voice changed, and became indifferent and alienated: "I remember that in the autumn of 1820, the teacher took me and my brother to London for advanced studies, and listened to an old priest preaching in the church. I remember a passage especially deeply, and if I remember correctly, it is the thirteenth chapter of the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible."

He spread his hands and said softly: "The wheat field represents the whole world, and the selected seeds are the people of the kingdom of heaven. The tares are those who belong to the devil, and the one who sows the tares is the devil. The day of harvest is the end of the world, and the harvest The workers of God are angels. At the end of the world, the fate of those who belong to the devil will be like weeds pulled out and thrown into the fire.”

"Although my senior brother is an idiot, he is at least smarter than you."

He said seriously: "The mission and belief we shoulder are as sad and ridiculous as a joke. The truth has long been recorded by the predecessors, but you don't believe it, or even interpret it wrongly."

A huge sigh echoed like a bell: "You are tarnishing our beliefs from ancient times."

The young man sneered and said, "It's always been like this, right? The dog at the head of the village barked, and the dogs in the village didn't know why, so they barked too. Why did they bark? What's the use of barking? To whom? ?”

"You compare us all to dogs?"

"To be honest, you are not worthy, at least the dog will listen to the master."

"..."

"I want to ask, have you ever looked beyond the earth? Have you traveled in the world of the ancient gods, and have you ever seen the dimension that belongs to them? Have you explored the origin of the universe, the birth and death of all things, The principle of cause and effect? ​​Have you ever thought about why you exist? Where is the origin of the ancient gods?"

The young man said: "I know, you don't. In this world, I am the only one who has seen that amazing secret. But a secret is like a devil, you have to speak softly, or you will wake it up."

The Eastern Emperor was silent for a long time: "Why did you say that?"

The young man sat on the broken boulder and said quietly: "From the ancient barbaric era, the history of human civilization is only 150,000 years. But do you know that the inheritance path exists for as long as you are now?" The sun that shines on your face is old and ancient."

He used the most plain language to tell the most astonishing secret: "Teacher Taiyin, you are the hero who protects the human world. Back then, I respected you as I respected the teacher, but you were too stupid and too weak. The way of inheritance is fundamental. Not something that people like you should get your hands on."

"An ignorant person like you has the opportunity to aspire to the ninth rank. Doesn't it make me look mediocre?"

Twilight fell on the young man.

He was of average stature, vaguely resembling a young man.

He looked up at the sky, and countless stars seemed to be about to fall, full of murderous intent.

The five giant spirit-like sculptures are crumbling, and the black shadows like demons are twisting and struggling in the darkness.

As if about to break free from the cage.

"So, go with peace of mind, this world doesn't need you."

The young man said: "Your beliefs, your persistence, and your contributions are worthless to this world."

On the dark wasteland, mighty believers spread like a tide.

As much as sea sand.

When the twilight fell, a huge black hole opened above the sky.

A man wearing a blue mask came out of nothingness, looked down from a high position, and said indifferently: "Let's stop here. Since you and I are both sinners in the human world, why not decide the winner here?"

"Brother, you are here."

The young man raised his head, with a strange smiling face painted on the crimson mask.

The world crumbled before him.

Amidst the roar of the crash, he seemed to be laughing out loud, showing off wantonly.

This is the Red King.

Ginger is disgusted.

There was a wave of applause, and everyone in the auditorium applauded to show their respect.

This play is equipped with the most cutting-edge modern technological special effects, and the actors invited are all top-notch, but none of the applause from the people present is for this play, but for that period of real history.

Because no matter how good the special effects are, no matter how good the actors are, no matter how good the script is, they can't perform one-thousandth of the charm of that peerless battle, let alone restore the king's peerless posture.

Gu Jianlin was silent after watching the play.

"This is a real history. It happened in the Fusang Shrine in the early 19th century. The Red King sacrificed five eighth-level sanctuary-level sublimators and awakened the five ancient ancestors. The Fusang God who had been sleeping for four thousand years The palace wakes up and invades reality again. Civil strife broke out in the human world, known as the ancient catastrophe."

Tang Ling said with her lips: "It means the greatest catastrophe in the history of mankind, because the two strongest pillars of the human world in history almost ruined the entire sublimated civilization in the abyss."

Gu Jianlin also moved his lips slightly: "There is no such history in the Ether Association."

"Because the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, the Green King and the Scarlet King were brought up by the President. They should have been the most proud masterpieces in her life, but in the end they almost ruined the entire human world."

Tang Ling explained: "The president is so proud, of course he can't accept this kind of thing, so he ordered the removal of the Green King and the Red King, and they are not allowed to discuss their affairs within the association. It’s better, at least it prevented the destruction of the human world in the end, but the Red King is an absolute taboo.”

Whether she wants to or not, she is the disciple of the Lord of Sword Tomb, a student of natural disaster.

He is still the president's favorite successor.

Knowing Xin Mi naturally needs more.

Gu Jianlin thought for sure.

In the courtyard of souls before, that minister Zhou just mentioned the red king.

He was directly bombarded to death by the thunder that fell from the sky.

No bones remained.

The Aether Association has taboos, but the Dark World doesn't care about them.

The Red King is their belief.

"The King of Gold and the King of Silver both appeared after the catastrophe. They are inferior to the Red King and the Blue King in terms of strength and contribution to history. These two people should be regarded as the culmination of tens of thousands of years of human history. According to legend, they can even communicate with the ancient supreme beings on an equal footing."

Tang Ling's eyes were deep, and she said: "It is no exaggeration to say that looking at the entire human world, only the two of them have truly interpreted the wisdom and mysteries left by the predecessors and reached the peak standing on the shoulders of giants. People who have passed through the human world and entered the dimension of the ancient gods."

Gu Jianlin was startled: "Isn't the Ancient God Realm considered a dimension separated from the human world?"

Tang Ling shook her head: "It doesn't count, because the ancient gods have partly merged with the real world. The dimension of the ancient gods I mean is the world that belongs to them."

Gu Jianlinxin said that it was so.

The behavior of the Red King is indeed crazy.

So much so that he became more and more curious about what the teacher did back then.

At the end of the play, the actors had left.

Only the collapsed world, countless black holes exploded, as if the stars in the sky were falling down.

The world is crumbling, like the end of the world.

There is only one arrogant voice echoing between the heaven and the earth, as if it has never ceased.

"If I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, if I hate the ancients, I don't see them..."

The applause broke out again, echoing like a tide.

Almost everyone stood up and paid high respects to the first king in the dark world.

Tang Ling also stood up and clapped pretendingly.

At this time, Gu Jianlin suddenly found two figures in a hidden corner.

Under the dim light, Jing Ci stood in the darkness, like a ghost that didn't exist.

Huai Yin was sitting in a wheelchair, listening to the arrogant sigh, her face was neither sad nor happy.

Like an old monk sitting quietly in a temple.

The ancient well is quiet, but it is so lonely.

The next moment, it was like a hallucination.

Both men disappeared.

Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

This mysterious pair of master and apprentice unexpectedly appeared here.

It just proves that the authenticity of this drama is the real history.

This is the end of the play, roughly telling the story of the Red King, who was supposed to be the guardian of the human world, but deviated from the mission of the natural disasters, failed the cultivation of his teacher and teacher, and even killed the high-level members of the Aether Association. Throwing himself into the dark world, he summoned countless believers in an attempt to cut off the path of inheritance.

As his senior brother, the King of Green upholds another completely different philosophy, and he has come to the opposite side of life and death with him. The two strongest pillars of the human world in the past turned against each other, and the world fell apart.

As the ether association that cultivated these two natural disasters, it is naturally the one that suffered the most.

Those grievances and hatreds have also been buried in the long river of history with time.

But the influence of the two of them has not disappeared so far.

As for why these two natural disasters suddenly became crazy, it seems like an unsolved mystery, which is unknown.

The play ended and the holographic projection screen dimmed.

Lights fell from the dome again.

The beautiful host appeared again, and the auction officially started.

However, in the crowd, Gu Jianlin felt a little puzzled.

The host said just now that this stage play called The Ancient Catastrophe was prepared for one person.

Who is this person?

"Teacher, or brother?"

"It's strange," he said softly.

Tang Ling glanced at him: "What?"

Gu Jianlin shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Suddenly, someone stood behind him and tapped the back of the chair lightly.

Gu Jianlin turned his head silently, only to see a girl covered by a bodyguard in a black curtain, looking at him through the tulle.

The next moment, he slightly raised his hand to stop the red-haired girl who was ready to go.

"Are you the one Yueji sister likes?"

The clear and distant voice sounded directly in his mind.

Miss Lan looked at him with cold eyes.

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