Gu Jianlin never expected that the authority of Lord Qilin would actually be swallowed up.
At this time, his mood became subtle. The main reason was that he, the second-generation Kirin Master, had to tell him about his ability through others. The key was that he had no idea how to use it himself.
Tang Ling put down the parchment and continued: "This is a fragment of an ancient scroll from the Han Dynasty, which records part of the information about Venerable Qilin. She appeared three times in history. The first time was during the Xia Dynasty. She She appeared in Minshan and changed her name to Wu. According to legend, she was the one who single-handedly promoted the establishment of the ancient Shu Kingdom."
"The second time came to the Chu land in the pre-Qin period. According to legend, a war broke out between the Zhuque clan and the Zhulong clan, and in that war a Qilin wedge appeared, which forcibly swallowed the vitality of all the surrounding tribes. It even led to continuous natural and man-made disasters in the following years.”
She paused and explained: "The third time was during the Qin Dynasty. She appeared in the East China Sea. She swallowed up the life in the entire sea area with her wedge, and went to war with the Lord Zhulong in her full glory. This is the most recent time. once."
Gu Jianlin thought to himself that the first-generation Qilin Master was indeed crazy, and he had an unknown feeling about his old age.
No, this doesn’t seem to be an unknown event in his old age.
What this is about has never been clear.
I originally thought that this Lord Qilin still had teammates.
But now it seems that the relationship between Lord Suzaku and her is also open to question.
Well, the existence of Lord Qilin makes almost all other Supremes fear him.
Even her own clan betrayed her.
It’s true that grandma doesn’t care about uncle.
However, the next moment, Gu Jianlin suddenly thought of himself.
The first generation of Lord Qilin offended so many people, wouldn't all these causes and effects fall on his head?
Gu Jianlin suddenly felt his head sink, as if a big blame had been placed on him.
This is not a weight he should bear at his age!
And he was vaguely alert to something.
Although his self-control is enough to keep him sane, his reputation is now very bad.
It has even been reduced to the point where a child can stop crying at night.
This cannot go on any longer.
Be kind to others!
Remember to be kind to others!
"You look ugly."
Tang Ling said suddenly.
Gu Jianlin shook his head: "I have a question, what is Qilin's Wedge?"
Tang Ling glanced at the content on the parchment scroll again and said: "Wedge, it is said that it is the companion weapon of each ancient supreme being, transformed by their flesh, blood and soul. The personalities of the ancient supreme beings are all swallowed by one The entire planet was born, and their wedge can bring their world to reality.”
"I see."
Gu Jianlin asked curiously: "How did these be passed down? Are they reliable?"
"It's basically reliable. Many legends have been passed down from ancient tribal times, but they will also be verified in the long history. Furthermore, many secrets actually came from within the ancient gods."
Tang Ling thought of this and said: "Not only did humans join the ancient gods, there were even ancient gods who chose to join the human camp. It is said that such a thing happened during the time of the First Emperor."
Gu Jianlin thought for a moment, and he thought it was true.
The Ancient Gods seem to be one race, but in fact, different races are fighting each other, and they are all crazy.
It is better to join the human camp and enjoy the happiness.
"According to the president, they are all a disgrace to the ancient gods."
Tang Ling looked strange and said, "It's of no use."
"Um?"
Gu Jianlin asked: "Isn't it a good thing for the ancient gods to join the human camp?"
Tang Ling's answer was concise and to the point: "Because they don't listen to the president."
Gu Jianlin suddenly realized that this was indeed the president's style.
After all, the ancient gods also have distinctions.
Supreme, ancestor, ancestor.
This is not a concept.
Senior brother once said that he didn't know how many ancient gods he had killed at higher levels.
"correct."
Gu Jianlin thought of a fatal thing: "The supreme authority must be used in conjunction with Wei?"
Tang Ling shook her head: "That's not true. The authority of the Ancient Gods should have many uses. When used with the wedge, it should be applied in the field or around the world. According to scholars' speculation, the ultimate goal of the Ancient Gods is to use the wedge to implant it inside the earth. , and then completely transform this planet into the ancient god world."
Gu Jianlin frowned: "What will happen if the wedge is lost?"
He suddenly thought of something.
Venerable Zhulong said that he should return something to her.
Isn't it just a wedge?
However, Tang Ling's next words negated this speculation: "This is impossible. Wei will not be lost. As long as the Supreme is willing, Wei can return at any time. If it is left in the hands of others, there are only three possibilities. First, the Supreme has fallen into a deep sleep, or has been exiled to the dimensional turbulence. Second, the Supreme has deliberately handed the wedge into the hands of others. Third, the Supreme has completely died."
She reminded: "The third possibility is just a guess, because no one has actually killed an ancient Supreme Being so far. But theoretically, if the Supreme Being is really completely dead, then the wedge will be useless."
Gu Jianlin understood.
The magician originally wanted to find the Qilin Wedge just for gambling.
If it is the first possibility, it will be a big profit.
Then the question becomes, how should he recover the Qilin Wedge.
To be honest, this is the pain of not having a novice tutorial.
Tang Ling looked at the document again, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, I have to say that your father is really capable. Although this guide is not detailed and does not cover many dangerous areas in the Immortal Palace. A method of overcoming, but very useful indeed for those Ascendants who have a chance to compete for the highest.”
"If this is a trap and Lord Qilin is really alive, it will be a huge crisis for mankind, and it is very likely that most of the top combat power in the human world will be lost."
She whispered, "And her authority is to devour."
Gu Jianlinxin said that would not happen, because the power of Lord Qilin is in my hands.
"And this document just proves it."
Tang Ling glanced at him: "Your father either degenerated voluntarily or he did not degenerate."
Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, thinking that this was indeed the case.
Apart from anything else, Lao Gu has been able to stay in the spiritual realm of Lord Qilin and feel the emotions of the gods.
This kind of person, you tell me he can be contaminated.
This is not pure nonsense.
Most people who can fight the ancient gods have the qualifications to resist pollution.
"By the way, the man I drew yesterday is your great-grandfather?"
Gu Jianlin was silent for a second: "I heard that his experience is similar to that of my father?"
Tang Ling hummed, her face expressionless: "He used to love me very much."
"Then have you ever been ostracized in the Ether Association because of this?"
Gu Jianlin's heart moved and he asked.
Tang Ling thought for a moment, a hint of arrogant vermilion flashed in her eyes, and said calmly: "There were some at first, but after I chopped down a few, no one dared to do it. The president said "Pride and prejudice are everywhere in this world. You can't change other people's opinions, but you can use your fists to make them afraid to speak."
Gu Jianlin thought this was wrong.
Although this girl is a bit lonely, at least she has a normal reputation.
How come he is a chair murderer?
This wasn't someone deliberately trying to discredit him, he really didn't believe it.
Tang Ling took a deep look at him, as if she saw what he was thinking, and said seriously: "Maybe what you did was not cruel enough. Try to be more violent next time?"
Gu Jianlin hesitated and said, "Are you going to be violent again?"
"Anyway, your buffs are already full, so what are you afraid of?"
Tang Ling said seriously: "Next time you hit me harder, maybe no one will dare to hack you. After all, if you are black to the depths, you are white. This is what the president taught me."
Gu Jianlin felt that this woman was deceiving him, but he had no proof.
You can't believe such nonsense, you still have to be kind to others!
"Okay, let's take a look at the tablet of destiny."
Tang Ling turned around and looked at the fog: "According to legend, this clay tablet of destiny was handed down from the Qin Dynasty. It was dug out by the original human sages from the battlefield where Lord Zhulong and Lord Qilin fought. A precious relic. Many people once glimpsed the contents of the Clay Tablet of Destiny and mastered forbidden knowledge."
Gu Jianlin also raised his head. At this moment, he also felt that there was something very kind behind the fog.
It belongs to the ancient gods and records ancient secrets.
"Concentrate and see through the fog."
Tang Ling's voice became serious.
Gu Jianlin hummed and stared behind the mist.
I saw the mist turbulent, and a primitive and decaying clay tablet vaguely emerged, with characters crawling like snakes engraved on it, twisting like a living thing, and shining with a strange light.
boom!
For a moment, there was a vague roar in Gu Jianlin's mind.
dark.
In the extremely dense darkness, a faint bloody light burned, illuminating the silent abyss.
At this moment, he saw an ancient and majestic black unicorn.
Like a statue, standing in the darkness.
She was trembling violently, and golden blood flowed from the cracks all over her body, shining brightly in the darkness.
The aura of terror is brewing, as if it is completing some kind of transformation.
However, when the roar reached its peak, the black unicorn suddenly collapsed and shattered, like a fortress on the beach. The debris fell like a waterfall, echoing with an unwilling and angry roar of filial piety.
The darkness boiled and condensed into a boy wearing a unicorn mask.
There was a faint golden light shining in the dark eyes.
Those golden crotch sticks burned, reflecting his own image!
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As if he had a nightmare, Gu Jianlin suddenly woke up.
In his mind, the lingering sound of the world's collapse seemed to linger, which was heartbreaking.
When he came to his senses, he found himself sitting on the wasteland, covered in sweat.
"Recovered?"
Tang Ling squatted in front of him and asked seriously: "What did you just see?"
Gu Jianlin fell into silence. He must not tell what he had just seen.
Because the real Lord Qilin is very likely to be really dead...
At the end, the roar of filial piety, unwilling to be reconciled with the anger, actually had a hint of relief and satisfaction, and vaguely echoed with an ancient whisper.
"——This is a gift and a curse."
