The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin fell asleep. This was the most peaceful sleep he had ever had since stepping into the extraordinary world.

In the dream, he came to the Zenith Temple, listening to the sound of the morning bell and the evening drum, and the howling wind piercing through the vast sea of ​​clouds. The stone tablet piercing the sky and the earth in the clouds is so majestic, and it looks like her thin and tall back.

He leaned against the golden ginkgo tree and fell asleep, the breeze blowing against his face was so gentle.

It was like someone was touching his face.

When he woke up again, the entire Ancient God Realm was shrouded in the light of sunrise.

The wilderness is no longer desolate, as if there is hidden vitality.

The dry ridge is shrouded in sunlight, and green tree buds grow everywhere, full of vitality.

"woke up?"

Su Youzhu knelt under the ancient golden tree, tilting her head slightly and looking at him with calm eyes.

Tang Ling didn't say anything, just handed him a bottle of water.

Gu Jianlin woke up suddenly: "Where's the president?"

"I don't know. After you finished the ceremony with that fruit, we saw her phantom rising from the ground, piercing the sky and the earth. Her eyes swept across the world, as if she was saying something."

Su Youzhu pondered: "Then it disappeared."

Tang Ling said softly: "I know you want to ask her what she said, but I didn't hear it either."

After speaking, she pointed to his wrist.

Gu Jianlin was taken aback, and found that there was a simple bracelet on his wrist, and a golden Buddhist bead was strung on the chain. It shone brightly under the sun, as if it could reflect someone's stalwart back.

"I've seen this thing before."

Tang Ling said seriously: "This is the key to the Zenith Temple. She gave you her small world. Many people say that I am her chosen successor, but if you want to come to her real successor, it should be Ni That's right."

Su Youzhu stared at the Buddhist bead curiously. This is the legendary space-type mythical weapon. Only demigod-level ascendants are worthy of possessing it. It is their own small world, and it is said to have other effects.

This is a very strange thing.

Gu Jianlin is not a demigod, and there are still many years before he reaches the top of the world.

At that time, he can also have his own small world.

Very few sublimated people will pass on their own small world to others, because this action is superfluous.

However, Gu Jianlin stroked the Buddhist bead and felt a faint warmth.

Because it carries the blessings of the elders.

"Is the president really gone?"

the girls asked in unison.

Gu Jianlin looked at the sunrise on the horizon, was silent for a long time, and said softly, "I don't think so."

Before they were confused, he raised his head and continued, "Because the President is a person who keeps his word, since she has made an appointment with me, then I believe that she will definitely come back."

Gu Jianlin stood up, led the girls to look at the divine tree with candles piercing the sky, and bowed deeply.

There was a breeze blowing from the end of the world, gently brushing his forehead hair and cheeks.

Like her gaze.

boom.

There is a faint roar, the dimension fluctuates, and the world changes.

The door to the dimension opens.

"What do you want to do next?"

Su Youzhu stared at his side face and asked softly.

Tang Ling also looked at him silently. Although she didn't say anything, she expressed her heart.

No matter what you do, I will be with you.

Gu Jianlin looked at the God Market, and he knew very well that the secret of reversing life and death was hidden there.

So is it also possible...

He silently touched the Buddhist bead, and when he raised his head, there was a fierce golden color in his pupils.

"revenge."

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The Red King wrote at his desk and wrote the last chapter of this diary: "The most powerful person who carried the world forward finally waited for her redemption. She finally got rid of the curse of fate and got rid of the curse of fate as she wished. The burden of the world. The name of Taihua is destined to remain in the most glorious page of history, shining in the history of mankind."

"Those sorrows, those struggles, those sufferings, those hatreds, and those persistences will eventually disappear, just like the reverberating bells of the Zenith Temple. This supreme man lost all his power, but he ushered in a new life , lived the life she dreamed of, an ordinary life, and watched her children grow up slowly. The elixir, which symbolizes the vitality, is enough for her to spend her old age peacefully."

When he wrote this, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Outside the window, the clouds broke and the sun shone, and the inexhaustible morning light shrouded the sleeping Tokyo.

The sun rises in the east, and the sky reflects a bright light, like a burning sea.

"No, not right."

He looked out of the window in a daze, and murmured: "I see, I see, you can still do this kind of thing? Is this your choice? After so much, are you still unwilling to let go of it all?" ? But if you do, there's no turning back."

This is a huge matter, and it has a huge discrepancy with his calculations.

Especially the hidden reason behind the teacher's wife doing this is chilling.

"Who is it that makes you so afraid, even going so far?"

He frowned, lost in thought.

The Scarlet King tried to draw a portrait on the diary, but he couldn't draw that person's face.

Until the end he sighed: "Forget it, let the brother study it."

The morning light was still warm, reflecting on his face.

It seems to have returned to more than two hundred years ago, feeling the warmth of that lonely woman hugging her in the wind and snow.

The resurrected king was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Is it because of him? I really don't know whether to be jealous or envious. Well, after all, people bought it with their sincerity. If you are partial, you can be partial. There’s nothing to say. Anyway, if it’s me, I can’t do what he does.”

"The essence of this world is driven by interests, but there always seems to be something higher than interests."

Looking at the diary, he shrugged and said, "Cannian, I miscalculated again."

He ended up throwing the diary into the fireplace, where it burned to ashes.

He picked up the wine glass, faced the sun in the east, and said softly: "To you, great teacher."

With the bow of the Red King, the sun became hotter and brighter.

There is nowhere to hide from darkness.

The world is bright.

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On this day, people all over the world felt the departure of that great existence.

The infighting of the Ether Association even stopped for a moment. At that moment, they felt overwhelming coercion, because the phantom as brilliant as the sunrise rose from the ground, and her gaze swept the entire world.

"Just like the countless changes and changes in history, you have successfully taken away the power from me. Although the means are still immature, I barely pass you. I still think you are a bunch of idiots, but right now it seems that there is no more You are more suitable people to provoke this beam. You win, go and take over the world."

The woman who has carried this world on her back for four hundred years looked down at all living beings and said indifferently, "Just don't touch my child, or I will come back and kill you... all of you."

On the battlefield of Sin City, the members of the Ether Association, who were fighting fiercely, stopped and looked up one after another.

The blazing light stung their pupils.

They unanimously put down their swords and bowed deeply to that figure.

With a look of grief on his face, Lin Dong bowed deeply to salute, offering the highest respect.

Even Rhine put his hands on his chest and bowed in salute.

This change can also be said to be a betrayal, and it was indeed initiated by the Tribunal, but even they cannot deny all the achievements of the president during his reign, so they must pay the highest respect.

Accompanied by the rolling thunder, Platinum, who was far away from the command center, suddenly felt struck by lightning.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, as if his soul was trembling.

"Master."

The old man's heart was beating wildly and he was dizzy.

He knew very well that this was a warning from his wife.

And he had a vague feeling that it wasn't him who the teacher's wife really wanted to warn.

But someone else.

He was just picked up by the way.

Even so, his soul was almost shaken to pieces.

They are both demigods, how can there be such a big gap, he is as humble as an ant in front of that woman.

He picked up the walkie-talkie tremblingly, and ordered: "Rhein! Cease fire immediately, don't waste time on such meaningless things, otherwise, once the ancient gods take the opportunity to attack, the new order will be over! The president is dead Now, finding the Wedge of Heaven and Man is the most important thing! We need to know whose hands it is in!"

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then staggered out of the tent, looking at the disappearing light in the east, his eyes full of fear.

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The capital city, the Central Lingshu Institute.

This is the power center of the Ether Association for nearly a hundred years, and it is also a college for intensive training of young people. At the same time, it is also a cemetery for the martyrs of the past generations. Birds are singing on the branches in the morning, and the sun is shining brightly at sunrise.

Standing in front of the huge tombstone leaning on crutches, the King of Gold, listening to the woman's last warning, suddenly said: "Why is Master such a ruthless person who can kill her own husband and children, but why is she so partial to that young man? To this day, I still can't tell which one is her."

The Silver King was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Perhaps she was always Taihua before."

"And that boy, let her let go of all this."

She said calmly, "When she said that, she was just Ji Zhou."

The sun shrouded the silent cemetery, and the cool morning breeze shuttled through the garden.

Both Scourge fell silent.

"What a complicated woman."

The King of Gold offered a flower on the tombstone and said in a deep voice, "Teacher, we have avenged you."

The Silver King bowed slightly, and said expressionlessly, "You can also relax."

That is Taiqing's tombstone. The previous president practiced frugality, so the cemetery was built very plainly, just like the cemetery of ordinary people, just a few trees were planted.

On the tombstone, there is only a line of words carved by the teacher's mother.

"—Taiqing sleeps here."

The moment they bowed, the pupils of their eyes lit up brightly.

This means that the two of them are no longer natural disasters who practice the law of Youying.

But heaven and man!

It was at this moment that they suddenly heard whispers from the dark underground.

Gold and Silver remained expressionless, as if they had already become accustomed to all this.

Because there is a big secret hidden here that even the teacher's wife doesn't know.

And they've kept it a secret for years.

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The Pamir Plateau, which means the roof of the world in the Tajik language, is also the location described by Buzhou Mountain in mythology. In the world of sublimators, its deepest part is an absolute forbidden zone.

Because here's another creepy name.

Dragon Nest!

K2 is shrouded in wind and snow all the year round at an altitude of nearly 9,000 meters. There are faint black shadows of dragons churning in the white snow, accompanied by the dragon's chant echoing in the sky, which is deafening.

In the end, the roar of dragons disappeared, replaced by people shrouded in black robes.

The blood flowed down the mountain, so hot.

A majestic middle-aged man was nailed to death on the mountain peak. His armor was already covered with cobweb-like fissures. The blood-red spear was broken off in the middle, and the flame on the tip of the spear was flickering.

If someone from the Ether Association came here, they would be able to recognize who this person was.

God of fire will.

Not long ago, this god general was in charge of guarding the Dragon's Nest on the Pamir Plateau, and was on guard against the ancient gods from Buzhou Mountain, but now he died here. It seemed that he was killed in a flash, and he had no resistance.

"The world of order is indeed getting worse every year. I heard that this is Guangming's student. Back then, Guangming was able to challenge me, but now his students don't even have the ability to resist." Skylark raised his blood-red vertical pupils, There are coquettish mandala flowers in the depths of her pupils, and her black cloak flutters in the wind, covering her graceful figure.

If the people from the Ethereum Association were here, they would get a shocking fact.

It is believed that Guangming, the former vice president of the Ether Association, died at the hands of Venerable Candle Dragon.

In fact, the real murderer turned out to be Skylark.

And she was probably only a teenager at the time.

The people in black robes bowed their heads respectfully, their faces in the wind and snow were so perfect, like jade.

The woman in front of me is the most extreme horror in the world.

It is also the great existence that created them.

"You have successfully climbed to the top."

A man in black said in a low voice: "But your physical condition doesn't seem to be very good. I can feel the strong death in your body. Although those deaths are helping you kill the Nirvana Divine Fire, they are not good for your body. The body will cause huge trauma. It shouldn't be, the elixir you want should be the other half, including nuclear..."

Obviously He is also the person of the ancestor, but he doesn't even have the courage to look at her.

boom!

The man in black was thrown heavily on the frozen ridge, and the tyrannical dragon roar echoed in the wind and snow.

"Don't judge me."

Yunque said indifferently: "Suzaku's fire will not affect me from killing Canglong."

It was a monstrous anger, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's chant echoing in the sky, the entire mountain trembled violently.

This ancestor was very confused. In his impression, his master was devoid of any emotions. Now that he has only seen him for a few months, he already has such intense human emotions. This is not a good thing.

Especially in her arms, she was holding a shivering little orange cat.