There are huge satellites hovering in the silent universe, rotating along the established orbit, locking on the Yingzhou Islands in the northwest Pacific Ocean, and then on to Tokyo, known as the world's largest city, in the middle of the Kanto Plain, and even Shinjuku.
From a distance of 20,000 kilometers, you can have a panoramic view of the Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, which totals 56 hectares. There are vendors selling light sticks, couples taking photos under the cherry blossom trees, women coaxing crying babies, and old people feeding fish by the pond. , and the young man walking up the stairs, his back disappearing behind the red torii gate.
No. 5 reported in a childish and clear voice on the encrypted communication channel: "The target has entered the barrier of the Awakening Bell, and the mission has officially begun. According to the plan, the target will be trapped in the barrier for ten to twenty minutes. Mr. Si will follow The Jiang family will negotiate, so there may be a chance to dispel the Jiang family’s old ghost’s suspicion.”
No. 1 was silent for a moment and asked: "Isn't it a bit too humiliating for him?"
Number 3 replied: "Everyone who becomes a shadow needs to learn to endure humiliation and bear the burden. This is a necessary process. Everyone came here at that time. Some people need to play the mistress next to the big lord of Mo country, and some people always have to pretend Some people have become dirty beggars, some are willing to cut off their arms for the task, and some are still in prison and have not come out. Dignity is nothing to people who can lose their lives at any time."
"I just hope that his mental immunity can be more reliable, at least able to withstand the intimidation of the bell, and not expose his secrets, otherwise all the years of hard work will come to nothing."
His tone was full of indifference, and he stopped abruptly just in the middle of what he said.
Because the satellite monitored the violent distortion of time and space, the red torii gate seemed to be twisted into a whirlpool. Along with the ancient bronze bell, it seemed that the explosion could be heard through the screen.
Such an astonishing picture not only makes people's hearts tighten, but also makes people feel as if their hearts are being pinched.
Shadows in every corner of the world fell silent.
"mission failed?"
Someone murmured.
The promised future ace is the president's favorite prince.
How come the mission has just started, but it can be declared a failure.
"No, the mission has not failed, it has just begun."
No. 4, who had not been seen for a long time, spoke silently: "You all don't know him well enough. I have watched him grow up since he debuted. This child will not act according to your plan, nor will he walk the path you laid for him. path. You can never guess what he will do, but only if you can’t think of it, he can’t do it.”
He paused: "I believe he can complete the task...in his own way."
Communication stopped abruptly.
In the shrine deep in Shinjuku Gyoen Garden, Gu Jianlin stood at the end of the stone steps holding a blood-stained ghost sword. Blood-red cherry blossoms fell like rain, mixed with broken ancient bell fragments, and fell to the ground.
He was not the only one to come out of the barrier, there were also eighteen priests in red.
When the virtual and real time and space overlapped, these super-dimensional priests appeared in all directions of the shrine. They were nailed to the wall with their own sabers, and blood flowed out, flowing along the gaps in the stone bricks.
Someone obviously crushed them with a crushing gesture, creating this very religious scene.
In addition, there are believers who have succumbed to the Awakening God Bell. Up to this moment, they still maintain the posture of kneeling, but the person kneeling is no longer the master of the dark world, but the young man wearing the golden mask in front of him. .
The barrier of the Awakening God Bell was actually broken.
Jiang Chuge looked at the young man at the door of the shrine. A cold light burst out from his silent eyes. He even subconsciously raised his hand to touch the sword box beside him. The ancient sword in the box trembled slightly.
"I said, I'm not worried at all that my nephew will be trapped in the Awakening Bell's barrier."
Mr. Si held his head high and put his hands behind his back: "It's just a wake-up call, it can't trap him."
Gu Jianlin shook his slightly sore wrist. He had exercised vigorously in the barrier just now. The high-intensity close-quarters sword fight made his breathing and heartbeat accelerate, and the hot blood washed in his chest. .
The breath of the ancient god has fallen silent, but there is still scarlet blood in his eyes.
He looked around, his eyes showing no emotion.
The young man sitting cross-legged in this shrine looks familiar. He is the first member of the younger generation of the Jiang family.
Jiang Chuge is known as Little Rhine.
As for the woman standing in the shadow of the statue, he was sure he had never seen it.
It's just those sharp eagle eyes that he will never forget once he sees them.
The biological mother of the Su sisters was Jiang Mingyan, the number one genius of the Jiang family.
Jiang Chuge stared at the young man wearing a golden mask and said calmly: "Actually, I have never heard of your name before, and I don't know when you rose up. It seems that you were hidden very well by the old man of the Si family. Okay. The more people like you, the more they should continue to hide and not show their edge."
"Let's not talk about the engagement for now. You should never destroy the Awakening Bell."
He said expressionlessly: "According to the rules, I should kill you now."
Jiang Mingyan said nothing, just stared at the young man coldly.
This was her first chance to see him up close.
He really looks like a big boy, but his temperament is too cold and aloof, and even has a chilling feeling.
No one knows how he broke the illusion of the Awakening Bell.
But when you see him for the first time, you will feel that no cage in the world should be able to trap him.
Except for the girl he loves.
"What is the Jiang family's purpose of using the Awakening Bell?"
Mr. Si put his hands behind his back and asked calmly.
Jiang Chuge calmly replied: "Test the loyalty of the dark world."
"No."
Someone interrupted him softly: "You are looking for a solution to the curse of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree."
It was like thunder erupting in a silent place, and when these words rang out, they exploded like thunder in the shrine.
When Jiang Chuge heard the word curse, his hand had already fallen on the sword box.
Jiang Mingyan even raised his head, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce through the young man.
"It doesn't matter how many moles there are within the Youying Group. What matters is that there are people who want to find some clues about the curse from them, so as to get a way to save themselves. Talking about loyalty in the dark world is the biggest problem in the world. What a joke, did we come together because of our faith in the first place?”
Gu Jianlin sheathed the knife indifferently, looked at the ancient shrine, and said indifferently: "I don't think so. The dark world is united because of interests. People die for money and birds die for food, so how can we talk about loyalty?"
"The loyalty that Patriarch Jiang wants is only based on fear."
He said softly: "He needs others to fear him, just like a superior god, who will always be worshiped by his followers. The problem is that God is perfect, cannot have flaws, and cannot lose."
The indifferent voice echoed in the ancient shrine.
It seemed like he was talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to someone.
"If you lose even once, you will fall off the altar and be backlashed by hundreds of millions of believers."
Gu Jianlin shook his head and said: "Perhaps a few people will still be in awe of you and remain loyal to you, but such people will not be of any help to you. They cannot help you solve your problem."
The meaning of this passage is very clear.
I'm not loyal.
Therefore, I broke the barrier of the Awakening God Bell and came out with the strongest attitude.
But I'm useful to you.
"With Patriarch Jiang's ability, of course he can kill me."
Gu Jianlin walked to the dark red wooden table, gently patted an old wooden box on the table, and said calmly: "Of course he must have many ways to torture my soul, but I believe he will not do this , because he wants to live so much, wants to get rid of this curse, and I am the only one who can save him."
He gently pushed the wooden box out and said seriously: "I want to know today how valuable the life of Mr. Jiang is, and what price he is willing to pay in exchange for the things in my hand."
Jiang Chuge turned his head silently and stared at the old wooden box with narrowed eyes.
He is at the Holy Domain level, and it can be said that it is easy to deal with the young man in front of him.
But his hand on the sword box became extremely heavy.
It's as if it's petrified and cannot be moved even an inch.
Because he didn't dare to gamble.
Jiang Mingyan did not speak, because she knew that her father was staring here, and everything that happened in the shrine could not escape the eyes of the tyrant. She just sweated in her heart and said that she did not know whether to live or die.
In the oppressive silence, time and space were distorted together, and black mist spread.
"remarkably brave."
There was a hoarse sound in the silence, like a monster grinding its teeth and sucking blood.
The first thing to disappear was the wooden box on the wooden table.
Gu Jianlin was also swallowed up by the black mist and completely disappeared into the shrine.
From beginning to end, he didn't resist, he just sat calmly on the futon, like a silent sculpture.
Finally, there was Mr. Si, who narrowed his cloudy eyes and played with the copper coins in his hand, trying to predict bad luck.
In the end, he was swallowed by the mist and disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Mingyan's eyes changed slightly when he heard his father's old voice.
"Come to the old house and take your daughter with you."
The old man's voice was like a strange noise coming from a broken bellows.
What really shocked her was not these, but the legendary old house.
It was a separate courtyard in the Shinjuku Gyoen Garden. Only the old head of the Jiang family could enter and exit freely. It was an absolutely forbidden area for others. No one could set foot there without permission.
Jiang Chuge also heard his grandfather's old voice, and his eyes froze.
"You are no longer needed here. Go gather outstanding young people. The dimension door on the second floor of Qilin Immortal Palace has been opened. It is time to complete the sacred mission and find the sacred ruins..."
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After the black fog dissipated like a tide, the clear lake reflected the cold moonlight and the evening cherry blossoms were flying.
In the pavilion by the lake, the old man was smearing paint vigorously on the drawing board. He was so close to death that his back was so stooped that it was about to break. His thin and withered body could no longer hold up the black kimono, and he looked like a mummy.
The gray hair was spread down and swaying in the wind.
He looks like a madman.
Old Master Si looked at him from a quiet alley, and was shocked by the madness and coercion that came towards him. If he had not been strengthened by the Ancient Supreme, he would have knelt down on the spot and collapsed.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, the waning moon was engulfed in mist, and there was faint lightning and thunder.
A flash of lightning illuminated the old man's ghostly face.
Across the stone table, Gu Jianlin silently stared at his hideous and terrifying face. His face was completely loose, his wrinkles were like deep growth rings, and even his facial features were twisted, like a screaming ghost.
The distance was too close, and the pressure like a sinister wind rushed towards my face.
Fortunately, he has been baptized by the supreme level and can remain calm in times of crisis.
There is no doubt that this is Jiang Chunyang.
The pioneer of the human world four hundred years ago, now the real master of the dark world.
Jiang Chunyang is still waving the brush on the drawing board, as if the paint is his anger, venting it wantonly.
From beginning to end, he never took his eyes away, as if he was immersed in the world in the painting.
Suddenly, he raised his withered right hand and grabbed the golden mask on the young man's face.
"If you take off my mask, you will die."
Gu Jianlin said coldly: "Who is more valuable, my life or your life?"
Jiang Chunyang's extended right hand rested between his eyebrows, his index finger tapped his mask, and he said hoarsely: "This little guy has a lot of character, he actually knows what to talk to me about."
"When did the Si family have someone as courageous and knowledgeable as you? It's really interesting."
He took back his hand and sneered: "What secret is your face hiding?"
Gu Jianlin was silent. Of course, he had disguised his face. It was a layer of simulated skin made of alchemical mud film. He even injected some special medicine to cause swelling and changes in the facial features.
But for the sake of safety, he still didn't want to reveal his true face.
People in the dark world tend to believe more in divination.
He has the golden mask and the lock of immortality, which is enough.
"It doesn't make any difference to me whether I take off the mask or not, but if I am just manipulated by you, then I will already be at a disadvantage in this transaction, and I will definitely suffer a loss by then."
Gu Jianlin kept analyzing his personality portrait.
His tyranny, his madness, his cruelty, his cold blood.
It was as if he had a blank canvas in his mind, and he used paint to outline a ghost-like face.
Based on the information he collected, plus a profile of his personality.
He knew very well what the old man in front of him wanted.
"You have great courage."
Jiang Chunyang continued to stare at the drawing board and said hoarsely: "There are only a few people who dare to trade with me."
Gu Jianlin looked at the wooden box on the stone table and said lightly: "That's because they are of no use to you."
According to common sense, he must be crazy to take out life-saving things like this.
Actually he's not crazy.
Because Jiang Chunyang would never act rashly.
The old man didn't even touch the wooden box.
His peripheral vision never left the wooden box even half an inch.
"It looks like you're curious to know what's in this wooden box."
Gu Jianlin let himself relax, resting his elbows on the stone table and interlacing his fingers: "It's a pity that it doesn't have any breath leaking out. Even you don't dare to move for fear of losing your life-saving straw."
Jiang Chunyang's right hand holding the brush paused, and he didn't seem to mind that he spoke to him in this tone. He made a suppressed sound of pain in his throat and said in a deep voice: "Where did you get it from?"
Gu Jianlin replied seriously: "The first floor of Qilin Immortal Palace, the Forest of Burial."
Jiang Chunyang was silent for a moment, a ruthless and fierce light flashed in his violent eyes.
This was the rhetoric that Gu Jianlin had prepared long ago.
The Si family once cooperated with the Priory and explored the Forest of Burial together.
Afterwards, Si Wei'an kept denying that he got anything in the Forest of Burial, but no one believed it.
Now Si Wei'an is dead.
If there really is something in the Forest of Burial, then it can only fall into the hands of the Si family.
"If you're lying to me, you're going to die terribly."
Jiang Chunyang pressed the brush hard, as if he saw his life-and-death enemy trying to pierce his heart.
The reason why he said this was because he believed the source of the thing was credible.
Can't see any problem at the moment.
But he is a ferocious old wolf who always threatens his opponents.
As for why he didn't grab it, the reason is simple.
Because Gu Jianlin is not a fool. Since he dares to take out his things, he is not afraid of being robbed.
Everything about the Ancient God Clan must be treated with caution.
Even if you get the treasure, as long as you use the wrong method, you will still be in disaster.
"Of course, the influence of the roots of the Candlelight Divine Tree must be neutralized by the petals of the Nether Ying Lotus."
Gu Jianlin raised his eyes and said word by word: "I think you should be able to understand."
Lotus of Dark Ying.
Jiang Chunyang turned his head for the first time, staring at him with eyes that seemed to be burning with will-o'-the-wisps.
After a long silence.
"Tsuki Ji is yours."
He licked his lips and said hoarsely: "From now on, there will be no interference in your marriage with her, and the Jiang family's suppression of the Si family will also stop. When you advance to the sixth level, you will get a copy of the holy bones. This It will help you master the primal regression, and if you survive, you will become one of the Twilight."
quite a while.
Gu Jianlin was not afraid of his terrifying eyes and said calmly: "Not enough."
Jiang Chunyang tilted his head, like a monster staring at the helpless little lamb, ready to eat him in one bite at any time.
"Yue Ji is good, but how can your life be worth only this?"
Gu Jianlin put the wooden box in his hand in front of him and pushed it: "I want to share your secret with you."
When he made this action, his sight suddenly fell outside the lush cherry blossom garden.
There was actually a shrine at the end of the ancient courtyard. Countless bronze wind chimes swayed in the wind, but no sound was made. Ancient statues of gods were scattered in all directions, and talismans with incantations were printed on their foreheads.
The shrine is like a pitch-black abyss, with only a faint corner illuminated by lightning flashes.
It was a coffin wrapped in gold iron chains.
When Gu Jianlin saw the coffin, he seemed to vaguely find the context of the matter in the fog.
Because it was so ridiculous, he forgot about it in an instant.
"You are so brave, but you are scared by that thing?"
Jiang Chunyang actually grinned, as terrifying as a devil: "That's right, you really should be afraid, because even I am afraid, and sometimes I think he will push open the coffin and come back to life."
For the first time, Gu Jianlin felt his heart being clenched and his breathing rhythm disrupted.
"Lying in the coffin is my son, Jiang Yanli."
Jiang Chunyang licked his dry lips, his eyes playful and evil: "This is my secret."
The lightning flashed and Gu Jianlin's golden mask was illuminated, like a solemn sculpture.
