The Old Gods Are Whispering

Ying Changsheng fiddled with the steering wheel and reversed to the intersection, shrugged and said: "Qilin blew up the headquarters of Deep Space Technology as soon as he arrived in the Magic City. No one has ever challenged the majesty of order like this in two hundred years. Of course the Inquisition will find ways to plot In retaliation, I invited Senior Lin Zhengchun from Laojun Mountain that night. He is the strongest divination master in modern times, a ninth-level divination god. It is easy to locate the location of Qilin."

The original destruction of the Deep Space Headquarters was not within the scope of the Shadows' planning.

When they learned about this, they were all stunned.

Therefore, this passage also contains a bit of ridicule.

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you finally located...?"

"Not bad at all."

Ying Changsheng said calmly: "After all, the persons involved are relatively high. Even if Lin Zhengchun uses the traces of the third method as a medium for divination, he can only deduce an approximate location, and the rest will depend on the analysis of big data. In this era, the world of order will not only use some old methods, but also try to use some black technology."

His eyes looked strange: "This time, they used facial recognition."

Gu Jianlin thought to himself, so that was the case. The clone also came to the Magic City under his deliberate guidance. He was the owner of the third method and had a face similar to his.

One thing to say, Lao Gu does look similar to him.

Although not as good-looking as him.

The final result was that the clone warded off disaster for him.

No wonder neither the teacher nor the uncle showed up. It turned out that there was no need at all.

"That clone gave himself a name, Gu Cibei. Code name, White Ghost."

Ying Changsheng glanced at him: "The trial court believed that Qilin was so arrogant because of the support of the White Ghost. The appearance of Skylark just verified their idea. Because the three of them have similarities, they were identified They are the ancient gods hidden in the human world, and they all master the third method... you know the rest."

Qilin, skylark, and white ghost, these may be the containers of the third method prepared by the three supreme beings for themselves.

Even if these three monsters haven't really grown up yet, it's really no problem to be as threatening as Qing and Chi.

"I guess Shirogane won't be able to sleep well for a long time."

When Ying Changsheng said these words, there was a faint sarcasm in his eyes, which flashed away.

Gu Jianlin was silent. He didn't even know when he and that bad woman reconciled.

Well, in the eyes of the Inquisition, they might not have been separated at all.

Then he felt a little unhappy again.

That woman Hibari is indeed annoying, but I have to say that she is indeed on the same level as him.

What kind of thing is a white ghost? He deserves to be ranked alongside them.

He hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked: "Why did Skylark appear last night?"

"I don't know, but according to internal information, Rhine was seriously injured."

Ying Changsheng explained: "If Yunque does not show up, Bai Gui will most likely be caught on the spot."

Gu Jianlin didn't know what the woman wanted to do, but he had to be cautious no matter what.

Don't let her take advantage of you.

In the back seat of the car, Xia Zhi didn't realize that their conversation didn't sound like they were investigators of the Omega Sequence or students of the Central Spiritual Council, nor did she think that the two young men were just pointing fingers at the peak powerhouse. It was strange, because her brain had completely shut down, and her heart was petrified and cracked inch by inch.

Some things seem to be over before they even begin.

"But are you sure you want to go home?"

Ying Changsheng suddenly said: "The family rules are very strict. Even I was punished for what happened last time in Fengcheng. I was put in confinement for a week before I came out. Just go back like this, be careful of the punishment from your grandfather and aunt."

What he said was a code word, and returning home meant the inside of the world of Order, which was now controlled by the Inquisition.

As for his grandfather and aunt, they have great backgrounds.

King of Gold, King of Silver.

Gu Jianlin's identity is an imposter, and he may not be able to hide it from them.

"Don't worry, if I'm discovered, I'll admit my mistake on the spot, and you'll draw the firepower for me." Gu Jianlin is using the shadow clone of the Kirin Forbidden Curse at the moment. If I'm discovered, the worst possible outcome will be a showdown on the spot, using the Ying next to him. The prince is a hostage, even if he dies in the end, it will have no impact.

Ying Changsheng can also get rid of the suspicion.

As for the main body, he is still resting at home. After all, the consumption last night was too great.

Ying Changsheng shrugged: "Well, after all, there are so many children in the Ying family, and they may not be able to remember you. But the premise is that you don't make any big news for me, otherwise it will be difficult to end."

Gu Jianlin waved his hand: "Don't worry, I just want to worship one person."

Ying Changsheng frowned and said, "Who?"

Gu Jianlin's lips moved slightly: "Too clear."

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The Ying family's car has the clan emblem of the sword on it, and it can pass through the Central Spiritual Shu Academy without any obstruction. Ordinary professors and students are strictly prohibited from driving in this academy, and only those with special permits can drive through.

Especially the inner courtyard of this college. It is called a forbidden place in the world of order. Only a very small number of core members have the right to enter and exit. Its appearance turns out to be a huge Buddhist temple, and the chime of the ancient bronze bell is so It is solemn and deep, the stone pagoda stands at the end of the long steps, and the Buddha statue has his hands clasped together with a compassionate expression.

Ying Changsheng parked the Aston Martin in the parking lot in front of the Buddhist temple. Of course, he could no longer drive after arriving here. The burning incense that hit his face had a mysterious meaning, and the curling smoke seemed to condense into a barrier.

Gu Jianlin felt that this inner courtyard was a bit familiar because he could feel the traces left by his grandmother.

He turned around and said: "No matter what happens, don't make a fuss and don't attract other people's attention."

Xia Zhi said obediently. She knew that a person with mediocre qualifications like herself should not be here, so she cherished this opportunity very much. Even if she failed to pass the assessment, it would be good to gain experience.

This Buddhist temple is located on a mountain. At the foot of the mountain is a lush and winding stone staircase. Students from the Central Spiritual Shuyuan are climbing the mountain, closing their eyes like pilgrims, listening to the melodious bells.

"This used to be the place where the Celestial Wedge was stored, covering the world's most powerful Celestial Realm. It was also known as the safest fortress in the real world. Because the President was still there at that time, the Celestial Wedge It's still in her hands. Now, the people guarding here have turned into gold and silver, and they have also integrated the third law."

Ying Changsheng pouted at the people at the foot of the mountain and said mockingly: "These people are currently in the realm of heaven and humans. As long as someone can perceive the rhythm, they are qualified to master the Law of Zhuzhao. Of course, the Law of Zhuzhao They are not so eager to learn, and it may take them a lifetime from sensing the rhythm to breathing for the first time. But the Inquisition does not want them to master the law of candlelight, but treats them as containers."

Gu Jianlin probably understood what this meant and hummed: "One in a billion is also a qualification. As long as a person has the qualifications, he can carry the power of the Zhuzhao Law."

The original president did the same thing, spreading his power into the body of the night watchman.

"The people who are truly qualified to master the Law of Candlelight have already been decided internally. Factions like the Inquisition that are accustomed to monopolizing power will not easily share their power. However, because of the invasion of Qing and Red and the threat of the Monster Alliance, they have no choice but to Do this." Ying Changsheng put his hands behind his back, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more intense.

The Inquisition just likes to be superficial, and it seems fair and just, and everyone seems to have a chance.

In fact, the real interests have long been divided up completely where others cannot see them.

Looking at the pious expressions of those students, I felt ironic.

Xia Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously: "Then I have also been secretly appointed?"

She felt from the bottom of her heart that she was not worthy. This was all a matter of talent. Even if she got in through connections, she would not be able to master the breath of heaven and humans in the end. In the end, it would not be a disgrace.

Gu Jianlin waved his hand: "Don't ask so many questions, just leave."

After passing through the mountain gate of the Buddhist temple, the demon hunters of the Inquisition stood guard on the Buddhist path to check the identity of the visitor.

Many ascendants have gathered in the lonely courtyard, and without exception they are all core members of aristocratic families. Today, they are all dressed in solemn formal attire and lit a stick of incense in front of the incense burner to show their respect.

The reason why there are strong Buddhist symbols within the world of order is simply because the president believes in Buddhism.

The reason why the old woman believes in Buddhism is not due to feudal superstition. It is mainly because she grew up in a temple and it gradually became a habit after being immersed in it. In addition, in her old age, she likes to miss the past and drink water to remember the source.

Of course, she claimed that she was doing it for self-cultivation.

That being said, it’s up to you whether you believe it or not.

After all, you don't know how she cultivated her temperament of killing people at every turn.

Gu Jianlin saw many familiar faces in the courtyard. As a profiler, he had a very good memory. He had met most of the people here in the Shenxu and had been beaten badly by him.

Of course, being beaten by him doesn't mean he's not a genius.

To be able to fight him and survive is already an incredible achievement.

"Mr. Ying Changsheng, Mr. Ying Changsu."

A deacon from the tribunal stood in front of the threshold. After verifying his identity, he made a gesture: "Please."

There are three levels of positions in the Tribunal: deacon, councilor, and saint.

Xia Zhi held her backpack in her arms and followed the brothers anxiously, but was stopped as expected.

"Miss, please show me your ID."

There was no expression on the deacon's mask, and his voice seemed to have lost its warmth.

Xia Zhi hesitated for a moment, then thought of what the young man said to her, and obediently handed over her student ID card.

The deacon took it, took a look, frowned and said, "Sorry, your name is not on the list. Who did you come in with? I need to make a report to my superiors. Please follow me."

Without any warning, the witchers quietly surrounded her and planned to take her away for questioning.

As for the so-called winner brother, he had no intention of looking back at her.

Xia Zhi was extremely frightened, her pretty face was bloodless, and she could only be taken away by them in a daze.

At this moment, an old congressman walked over with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

The deacon was stunned for a moment, then bowed deeply and said, "Sir, Congressman."

Xia Zhi was even more frightened when she heard the word "member".

If he was just invited out, at least he wouldn't have to be embarrassed later.

But if she was investigated by the demon hunters of the Inquisition, her studies might really come to an end.

Listening to his subordinate's report, the old councilor turned around and glanced at the trembling little girl in the corner, then turned around and scolded in a low voice: "Who told you to do this, it must be the intention of some important person that this young lady can enter the inner courtyard." It didn't appear on the list, it was a chance for people like us. You have to remember that rules are dead, but people are alive. If characters like us stick to the rules and don't know how to change them, they will never be able to climb up for the rest of their lives. !"

The demon hunters were so frightened that they shook, and quickly let go of the girl's hands.

The old councilor turned around and said with a smile, "Miss Xia Zhi, please."

The direct subordinates belonging to the old man came over and invited her in respectfully.

Xia Zhi was in a daze, and the turning point was so fast that she couldn't react at all.

It wasn't until she was sent to the courtyard that the deacon suppressed the fear in his heart, and said submissively: "My lord, didn't you say before that the rules of the court are too big, and if you want to be promoted, you must be honest and do your best. Is it no different from seeking death if you make small moves under your nose?"

The old congressman raised his eyebrows: "Did I say that?"

He turned around with his hands behind his back, a strange smile appeared on his lips: "Now I don't think so."

The corners of the mouths of the demon hunters showed imperceptible and weird smiles, as if they were mocking his ignorance.

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After Gu Jianlin walked into the courtyard, he felt the vibration of the candle lighting the law from his body.

In this quaint courtyard stands a majestic stone tablet. The inscription on the inscription seems to be painted with gold powder. The scriptures dripping with ink are glowing with brilliant golden light in the sun, and the handwriting is beautiful and sharp.

His heart was throbbing slightly, and he recited this scripture silently: "All the evil karma I have done in the past are all caused by greed, hatred and ignorance without beginning. From my body, speech and mind, I now repent of everything."

This is a passage from the Huayan Sutra.

"It is said that President Taihua realized the true meaning of Zhuzhao's law here, that is, a heavenly man who fits the nature of heaven and earth, and can control the rules of the real world for her to use. In her will, she did not leave Any clues about that kind of secret technique. However, Platinum and the others believe that the secret is hidden in the inner courtyard."

Ying Changsheng stared at this scripture and said softly, "It's just that no one can decipher it for the time being."

However, Gu Jianlin relied on the profile to see the picture of the woman who used to carry a pen and seal on the stone tablet. Her back was so thin and solemn under the sun, as if it would melt into the light at any time.

In front of this stele, there is an old stone tire lying quietly like a turtle shell.

"That thing is an ancient relic used to test the compliance of the Candle Law."

Ying Changsheng introduced: "Although modern technology can do it, they like to use these old methods."

The bell in the courtyard rang, accompanied by an old hoarse voice.

"It's almost there, the children are all here."

"Let's begin then."

Ying Changsheng's face changed slightly, and he hastily reached out and pressed the boy's shoulder.

Gu Jianlin also instinctively became vigilant, because it was the voice of gold and silver, and they were right behind him!