On the eve of dawn, thousands of rays of morning light illuminate the desolate world.
Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, a blood-red ancient dragon fell to the ground and exploded into withered mandala petals all over the sky. Just like the miracle performed by the bad woman, time and space violently turbulent.
What fell next was a pitch-black Kirin. His majestic and majestic body dissipated like mist, and a thin figure walked out of the black mist. His steps were staggering, as if he would fall down at any time.
At this moment, two figures came in an instant, one on the left and one on the right to support him.
"Are you okay?"
They both said in unison.
Tang Ling raised her stern eyes and silently looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar face of the other party. Her delicate and cold face was as white as snow in the morning light, especially those eyes that were like a piece of transparent ice.
She had seen this face before, at Xiao Gu's house.
It wasn't until the identity of the other party was revealed that she figured out some issues that she had never been able to figure out before.
Su Youzhu's mask had long been broken in the battle, but she didn't expect to meet this so-called love rival here. Those stern beautiful eyes seemed to hide the edge of a sword, with a kind of sharp-edged beauty.
They were all surprised, but in the blink of an eye they suddenly understood.
If Gu Jianlin wanted to rescue the president, he would definitely bring with him only the people he trusted most. They thought they were the only ones qualified to accompany him, but unexpectedly they turned out to be clowns.
But it’s okay, one more person means more combat power.
They are all sensible girls and will not care about it at this time.
Gu Jianlin coughed up a mouthful of blood. He used Qilin's Wedge to support the ground. His physical strength and spiritual energy were on the verge of exhaustion, and his spirit was already in chaos. Even if he used the law of the shadow with high intensity in the ancient god world, he would still be in trouble. It brought a huge burden, but fortunately there was no severe pain like breaking his bones, otherwise he would probably be dead.
His vision went dark, and his voice was stuck in his throat.
Naturally, there was no way to answer the girls' questions.
There was a click.
His body collapsed, and countless scars emerged, staining his white shirt red.
He ignited a divine fire in his hands, devouring as much life force as possible around him to heal his wounds.
The girls' eyes narrowed, and then they realized how many injuries he had suffered in the battle just now.
Any damage received after performing the original return will be fed back to the main body!
How did he hold on until now?
With quick eyes and quick hands, Su Youzhu fed a bottle of blue blood into his mouth, skillfully felt his heartbeat and pulse, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he wanted to carry him on his back.
"Let me do it."
Tang Ling blocked her expressionlessly. Seeing the girl's hesitation, she calmly said, "Height."
Su Youzhu frowned. With her height of 1.55 meters, it was indeed a bit difficult to carry a boy who was more than 30 centimeters taller than herself. It was not because she was not strong enough, but because of the size difference.
If you want to do it forcefully, it's not called carrying, but called dragging.
It's ugly and inconvenient.
"I'll explore the way."
At this point, there was nothing else she could do. She pulled out the Tian Congyun Sword and turned around, suddenly stunned.
Because at the end of this ridge, an ancient golden tree that reaches the sky and the earth disappears into the deepest part of the clouds and mist. The so-called morning light is just a wisp of light falling from it. The dry ground is full of ferocious cracks and is vaguely glowing with a burning golden color. The texture is like intertwined tree roots.
The endless ridges are dyed brilliant gold, and the towering trees are so bright.
"So lovely."
Tang Ling said softly as she carried the tired young man on her back on the rugged mountain road.
Gu Jianlin raised his head and looked in the direction of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, and suddenly remembered something.
"curse."
he whispered.
The girls were horrified.
Logically speaking, the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree is cursed.
Since the President disappeared, no one has been able to suppress the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, and the power of the curse has spread to the entire Ancient God Realm. Even semi-god-level sublimators cannot avoid it and will be affected.
Jiang Chunyang is a good example.
This guy was tortured by the curse originally, but after the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree revived, he became even crazier.
"There's a body here!"
Su Youzhu looked at a dead tree. There were staggering corpses everywhere under the tree. They were obviously the advance troops of the Ether Association, who came to explore the secrets of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, but unfortunately they died here.
"There are signs of fighting and he was attacked."
Tang Ling took a look and came to a conclusion based on the profiling she had just learned: "Huh? That's not right."
Su Youzhu said expressionlessly: "This is cannibalism."
Both girls are proficient in profiling. Although they are not so miraculous, their most basic judgments are still correct. This group of people did not die of being attacked, but died of cannibalism.
They all thought of one thing at the same time, curse!
"Can you feel the whisper in your ear?"
Tang Ling suddenly asked.
Su Youzhu shook his head.
This is a very strange thing. It is obvious that these people are killing each other due to the curse, but they feel nothing. When they come here, they even feel a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. Bathed in the warm golden light, they seem to be able to hear To the sound of bells in the morning and drums in the evening, I feel a sense of Zen silence in a trance, like a thousand-year-old ancient temple.
etc!
They suddenly thought of something and ran towards the ridge in unison.
This ridge is unimaginably large and would take some effort even for an Ascendant to climb.
The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more corpses you get.
Without exception, they are all the advance troops of the Ether Association.
There are many Omega members among them.
They all died in this mountain range, some killed each other, and some committed suicide.
No one knows what they see in the curse, but the outcome is doomed.
die.
On the contrary, when we reached the middle of the mountain, we could no longer see the bodies.
Because no one can climb up here.
Apart from that, there is no danger.
There are no ancient gods.
There are no ancient ancestors who came back from the dead.
There are no scary ancient gods.
Nothing at all.
"Put me down."
Gu Jianlin suddenly said softly.
Tang Ling carried him behind her back calmly and pursed her red lips.
Su Youzhu didn't say anything, but felt the tremor in his voice.
They climbed all the way to the top of the peak, and golden light flooded over them.
As bright as the sunrise.
There is no such majestic ancient tree in the world. The crown of the tree has long been hidden in the sky. The trunk is as bright as gold, but as transparent as jade, reflecting countless peaceful and sleeping faces. Under the tree, a white-haired man sits cross-legged. A pale woman, her face is so solemn and majestic, yet so pale.
She was bathed in golden light, her body becoming more and more transparent, as if she was about to leave this world.
President.
She's really here.
She is not dead!
"I come."
Gu Jianlin got down from behind the girl, staggered to her side, and tried to touch her.
Just the moment he touched her, he heard an overwhelming roar.
Horrible visions appeared before his eyes.
It was an old man bathed in blood, holding his throat tightly and roaring.
"Taihua! Why did you betray me!"
Just for a moment, violent coercion rushed over his face, like thunder exploding in his mind. He seemed to have fallen into the deepest part of hell, and he knelt on the ground helplessly, in excruciating pain.
The girls subconsciously wanted to help him up, but were stopped.
"Do not touch me."
Gu Jianlin was sweating profusely and panting: "Curse, the curse of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree."
A desperate hell appeared before his eyes. It was an ancient ship dyed red with blood. The blood moon reflected the ghost-like face of the old man. There were countless ghosts behind him, and a sharp pain like a thousand cuts struck him. Heartbreaking.
At this moment, he finally experienced the despair of the old ghost of the Jiang family.
The curse of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear. It seems to allow you to see the most terrifying nightmares deep in your heart, making you hallucinate all the time until it tortures you to the point of insanity.
And it was just because he touched the president.
This is not Gu Jianlin's own nightmare, but the president's.
"Why is the President here?"
Su Youzhu asked with a frown.
Tang Ling thought of a possibility and her pretty face changed slightly.
Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment and said softly: "Because this is what she really wants to do. She risked her life to come to the Ancient God Realm, not to prevent Chi's resurrection, nor to kill Jiang Chunyang. She knew that she had already The end is approaching, and the only thing that makes her uneasy may be this candle-lit sacred tree, right?"
The best evidence is the bodies at the foot of the mountain.
The curse of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree should have become stronger, but now it can no longer affect them.
Then there is only one possibility.
The president came here this time to solve the curse of the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree.
She once said that she had been suppressing something.
Come to think of it, there is only this kind of curse.
The Red King once said that they practiced the law of Youying in the first place because it was safe enough.
The Lotus of Netherworld has been killed for many years, so practicing the laws derived from it will not have any worries, otherwise all the evolvers will become monsters and become nutrients.
The Zhuzhao Divine Tree is different. There are always problems in this evolutionary chain, but there is only one pillar, so the gods can practice safely without being affected.
That pillar is naturally the president.
"Is it possible that the President has been enduring this curse for the past two hundred years?"
Gu Jianlin said softly: "Just like Jiang Chunyang... No, it's thousands of times stronger than that."
His voice was trembling when he said this.
Just being touched by the ashes burned by the roots of the Zhuzhao Divine Tree made Jiang Chunyang almost crazy.
As the supreme leader of the Candlelight Law, the president has a closer relationship with the sacred tree.
Of course, you will have to endure thousands of times the curse.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
Maybe that's the truth.
You have gained unparalleled power, and you must bear the most terrible curse in the world.
It seems fair, but no one in this world can afford such a price.
Even with Gu Jianlin's willpower, he couldn't do it. Now he couldn't even hold on for a minute in this senior's nightmare. If he was allowed to hold on for two hundred years, he would have gone crazy.
It’s hard to imagine how this woman stayed awake amidst the horrific curse, endured such heart-wrenching pain, and silently supported the progress of the entire world. You don't even know how proud she is, carrying such a heavy burden but saying nothing, even if she is misunderstood by the world, she doesn't even bother to explain.
She has a calm look, her indifferent and cold attitude.
Does she really not know pain?
What kind of supreme position is this?
This is clearly the most terrible curse in the world.
The funny thing is that her students thought she planned the murder because she was greedy for the Supreme Being.
If you really want the highest position, why not practice the law of Youying?
"No wonder."
Tang Ling's eyes were blank and she murmured: "Over the years, the Ether Association has banned the spread of the Law of the Shadow, but the power of heaven and man is no longer open to the outside world. As a result, the power of order has been weakened a lot, and many people think that the president is arbitrary. , unwilling to spread the power of heavenly beings. Now it seems that she has her own reasons."
Su Youzhu also understood, because she also deduced another characteristic of the supreme law.
nutrient!
The Law of the Shadow needs nourishment.
To illuminate the law also requires nourishment.
The more people there are on this evolutionary chain, the more nutrients it brings.
Correspondingly, the curse will become stronger and stronger.
Because the corresponding holy object has died, the Nether Ying Law is safe and sound.
The candle illuminates the law because the President alone bears all the curses.
In other words, the more gods there are, the stronger the curse and the heavier her burden!
It's not that she doesn't want to pass on the power of heavenly beings.
It's about having a lot of heart but not enough strength.
"So this is ah."
Gu Jianlin whispered.
The curse that should have been borne by future generations was all borne by the president alone.
Maybe every time Gu Jianlin uses the transformation of heaven and humanity, it is this woman who is hurt.
But he didn't know it, and even used this power unscrupulously.
His hands dug into the ground.
I regret my ignorance and hate my stupidity.
The president knew that every additional heavenly being would bring a heavy burden to her, but she still passed on this power to him, just to give him one more way to live well.
What an irony.
She gave everything for this world, but what she got in return was this ending.
The president's breath was very weak, and even her heartbeat and breathing had stopped. She was as quiet as if she was asleep, and her body became more and more ethereal, as if it was melting into the golden glow.
Gu Jianlin took out half of the fruit from Qilin's Wedge, even his hands were trembling.
The Red King once said that even half of such a rich power of life and death is enough to make human flesh and bones alive. It is a medicine that is a hundred times more powerful than immortal bones. He will not lie about this kind of thing.
When he took out the fruit, the crystal clear flesh dissipated like mist.
Only the jade-like round core was left lying in his hand.
The mist spread, covering the sleeping woman and the slightly trembling boy.
Gu Jianlin had an extremely strong spiritual vision before his eyes. He saw a black god in the burning sea of fire, and a fruit in his palm was melting and dissolving, turning into a vast mist.
Someone was lying on the burning altar, and the lightning and thunder illuminated the pale face.
The god gently raised a black cross iron sword, cut his finger, and smeared his own blood on the other person's eyebrows. Ancient songs rang out, like hundreds of millions of dead souls chanting in unison.
Their figures in the flames were so ethereal, as if they came from hundreds of millions of years ago.
Gu Jianlin vaguely understood something. He picked up the Qilin Wedge and cut his finger, smearing the blood on the woman's eyebrows. Suddenly the mist trembled and swallowed her figure like a sea wave.
Gu Jianlin was also enveloped in dreams, as if he was drowning in the annihilated past.
Tang Ling held her breath. She saw that this was a crucial ceremony.
It's life or death, in one fell swoop.
Su Youzhu was also watching this scene, and she felt that the world was turning around.
That is the law of life and death!
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"Huaiyin, disgusted."
Taihua put his hands behind his back, looked at the calm Mediterranean Sea, and said softly: "It's really ugly."
There was a bar on the coastline. The blood-stained senior brothers helped him stand up. He ignored the wine and barbecue on the table and stared at the figure in the sun, planning to escape at any time.
"Look at how cowardly you two are, I'm not here to kill you."
Taihua raised his hand, ordered a waiter to bring them a metal box, and said indifferently: "This is your supplies for the remaining half a year, as well as the materials you lack for promotion."
Young Qing and Chi looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
"What's so strange? You are my children, why should I watch you die?"
Taihua sneered: "Don't be moved, as long as you two still have some filial piety, then do one thing for me."
The silence lasted for a moment.
"What's up?"
Qing and Chi asked softly.
"Kill your teacher for me."
Taihua's words were astonishing, like a sudden thunder explosion.
Qing and Chi were horrified.
"The Zhuzhao Sacred Tree has awakened, and the power of the curse is spreading. He simply can't bear it."
Taihua said softly: "He... is no longer the same person as before."
Seagulls fluttered on the shore and flew away. The woman looked at the sparkling sea with a look of loneliness in her eyes.
At this time, she seemed to feel something and was slightly startled.
At some point, a boy sat next to her and watched the ebb and flow of the tide quietly with her.
Taihua was stunned for a moment and suddenly smiled.
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The decaying ancient ship was deeply embedded in the glacier, and the blood moon was scarlet and strange.
Under the moonlight, the old man's blood-stained and ferocious face was illuminated.
"Feel sorry."
Taihua pulled out the iron sword with all her strength and watched as the old man gradually lost his breath and heartbeat in her arms. The howling wind on the ice sea was so cold that it seemed to freeze her heart.
She raised her head and shed golden tears, and the whole world shook.
It's like welcoming the birth of a new king.
But she had no joy at all, and could only feel the heartbreaking pain.
Not only the sudden curse, but also the unspeakable heartache.
Suddenly, someone came to her side, silently put a piece of clothing on her, then turned and left.
She raised her head, but there was no one in front of her.
The wind and snow were still biting and fell on the black cloak.
The sharp-edged snowflakes blended into her eyes.
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In the dark room, the porcelain and tea sets on the desk were swept to the floor and smashed to pieces.
Taihua endured the torture of nightmares in pain, with her black hair disheveled and her pupils bloodshot. This pillar of the human world was curled up in the corner of the sofa like a child at this moment, trying not to make a sound, because she What she represents is the will of order, and she cannot let others see her weakness and frailty.
She seemed to have returned to the ice sea shrouded by the blood moon.
Her dead husband and former comrades returned from hell, angrily accusing her of betrayal.
Cut her into pieces.
Her breathing became heavier, the golden color in her eyes became more intense, and she could not suppress the terrifying roar.
The breath of heavenly beings is about to be detonated.
At this time someone put his hand on her shoulder.
The sword blade whizzed past, and all those nightmare ghosts were cut off.
Taihua woke up from a dream, and unexpectedly there was a cup of hot tea in front of her.
A dark cross iron sword lay across the table. The silent boy was cleaning up the scattered fragments on the floor for her until the study was clean. Then he nodded to her, opened the door and left.
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Taihua has had this dream many times over the years.
There is always such a big boy appearing in the dream.
Taihua didn't know whose child this was, and why he could appear by her side when she was in her loneliest moment, either putting a piece of clothing on her or making her a cup of tea. Most of the time, he remained silent, just sitting beside her in silence, watching the sunrise and sunset with her, his eyes equally lonely.
Every time she tried to talk to him, he disappeared like a reflection in the water.
Taihua has experienced many separations in life and death, but she only feels sad when this boy leaves.
But she wasn't afraid.
Because we will always meet.
during her next curse attack.
He always shows up on time.
Rain or shine.
Taihua really wants to ask who you are, why are you by my side, and aren't you afraid of me.
Why do you come and go in such a hurry, why are your eyes so lonely?
Since you are so lonely, do you want to... be my child?
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Gu Jianlin stretched out his trembling hand, and the woman in front of him disappeared like a mirror, and finally melted into the brilliant golden light. Along with the sound of morning bells and evening drums, she transformed into a peaceful Zen mood.
He didn't know what was going on. He had obviously prepared the ceremony.
He also brought the fruit that could reverse life and death.
He tried his best to break out of the siege, but why couldn't he change the ending?
Huge anger and powerlessness enveloped him, and his grief and anger erupted like a volcano.
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and swayed.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Someone gently stretched out a finger and touched his forehead.
"It turns out that person is you."
Gu Jianlin raised his head and saw a gentle smiling face. Her white hair seemed to have fallen three thousand feet.
His tears flowed down unconsciously, as if he had seen a miracle.
"Don't cry, remember the promise I made to you."
Taihua said softly: "I will not leave, I will always be with you. When you have suffered great grievances, when you feel that you cannot bear the weight of the world, when you are the most desperate and helpless, I'll be back."
She paused: "Because you are my child."
(End of chapter)
