It was hard for Gu Jianlin to imagine that there was a Buddhist temple in this dead tomb. Perhaps it was because Taiqing and Taihua were both orphans who grew up in temples in their early years, so their inheritance had strong elements of Buddhism. He walked silently through the mist, and the compassionate Buddha's light became brighter and brighter, as if he had entered another world.
The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, or the other side of the afterlife.
He was always vigilant and raised his hand to reach into the void. The Qilin's Wedge was pulled out inch by inch. The hilt of the sword was like a cross from hell. The seven-foot-long pitch black sword was filled with strange and deep lines and flowed with illusory fire. .
The colorless jade glowed faintly.
When he walked out of the thick fog, his expression became confused.
Because he heard the children playing.
There are nine stone pagodas in the Zen courtyard shrouded in Buddha's light, with a golden ginkgo tree in the center.
A child in retro clothes ran past him laughing. His cuffs were still stained with mud, his little face was dirty, and his fleshy little hands were covered in dust. He didn't know where he had rolled.
The fallen leaves of the ginkgo tree are like thick snow, making a rustling sound underfoot.
There was no longer darkness above the head, but dim twilight.
Twilight shrouded the temple, and the burning candles in the temple formed a sea of light. There were rickety backs in the light.
"Child, come here."
The rickety old man paid homage to the Buddha statue and said softly.
Even though he had expected it, Gu Jianlin still felt suffocated.
Because the old man in front of me is Taiqing!
"Whose kid are you calling?"
Gu Jianlin stared at his back and said expressionlessly.
"Human beings are our children."
The old man replied softly: "What's more, you are also the inheritor of order."
Seeing Lin's inexplicable resistance, Gu frowned and said, "I am not the inheritor of order in this generation."
The old man turned his back to him, still kneeling on the ground, keeping his hands clasped: "She must be a descendant of the Tang family. That girl is very talented. She looks like my wife when she was young. Her future achievements will not be low." For us. What’s more, in the eyes of our generation, there is no difference between you and her. Husband and wife do not separate the family. "
He paused: "Unless you become like us."
Gu Jianlin was surprised.
The old man in front of him is obviously dead, but he seems to know everything about the current world.
The old man smiled gently and said: "Don't be surprised. Many people have come to my grave over the years to talk about it. Even though my wife is powerful, she is really alone. No one has been able to talk to her for more than two hundred years. In a sentence. Fortunately, you showed up, but unfortunately it was too late... If it had been a few years earlier, everything would have been different."
Gu Jianlin stared at his back and asked, "Are you really dead?"
The old man hummed: "Yes, it's just that the laws of Zhuzhao and the laws of Youying are the same.
In other words, after the sublimated person who practices the supreme law reaches a certain level, the corpse will undergo strange changes, becoming almost god-like immortal, and the consciousness will be highly active.
"So your consciousness has been active all these years."
Gu Jianlin said carefully: "The reason why Bai Jin and the others rebelled was also because of you."
Faced with the question, the old man replied calmly: "It was not so at first. After all, no one knew at that time that such a situation would occur in the end of the practice of the Supreme Law. When I was buried here two hundred years ago, my consciousness was still in a state of chaos. , it’s a bit like having a high fever as a kid and being able to hear someone talking but not being able to answer.”
"That feeling is terrible, as if you are trapped in endless darkness. At the deepest point of despair, you are the only one. No matter how you call, no one can hear you. It's like death."
He paused: "You know clearly that you are still alive, but you can only be trapped in the darkness."
Gu Jianlin fell into silence. Of course he could feel this feeling. He had felt this suffocating despair when he had glimpsed a corner of destiny through the authority of the ancient gods.
The old man talked eloquently: "A few years later, my consciousness became clearer and I was able to make a sound. I tried to call my students and prayed for them to liberate me from this hell. It is ridiculous to say that the world Everyone thinks Bai Jin is stupid, but he is actually quite smart, and he didn’t want to believe that I was his teacher at first.”
Gu Jianlin said coldly: "He still believed it later."
"Well, after my earnest persuasion. Unfortunately, it was not that easy to convince Gold and Silver. Until I had someone find the videotape from the old ghost of the Jiang family."
The old man laughed dumbly: "The video shows me being killed by my wife."
"your people?"
Gu Jianlin asked coldly: "That Solomon who hides his head and shows his tail?"
The old man didn't answer, so he acquiesced.
"But you just said that you can't even convince your own students."
Gu Jianlin caught the loophole in logic: "How can you convince him?"
At this time, he vaguely guessed that Solomon's true identity might not be gold and silver.
The old man roared: "I don't need to convince him, because he is also a believer in Zhuzhao. Solomon is the person closest to the great god Zhuzhao after me. It is true that Taihua has supreme power and can bear the curse on her children's behalf. . But if you approach Master Zhuzhao on your own initiative, her protection will be invalid."
"These are the rules," he stressed.
Gu Jianlin still felt something was wrong: "With my grandmother's ability, why didn't she notice it?"
"Taihua has been fighting with me for most of her life, so she will naturally be careful to guard against me, even if I die. Just in case, she buried me here so that she can keep an eye on me all the time. It's a pity that she never calculated. After all, a strange ceremony once took place on Earth in ancient times."
The old man shook his head and said, "After that ceremony, Master Zhuzhao underwent subtle changes."
Gu Jianlin didn't understand what he meant.
"The Zhuzhao Sacred Tree has hidden power, or it can be said to be cognitive correction."
The old man explained patiently: "Your senior brother's Eyes of Jormungandr come from exactly this. This is not an illusion, but a modification based on the world. The Venerable Qiongqi used this power to make himself disappear."
Gu Jianlin woke up from his dream and suddenly realized: "The ancient divine words of Venerable Qiongqi!"
The old man's tone was filled with relief, and he nodded and said: "Yes, the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree also has the property of hiding, so even if it is so huge, it has been difficult to find in the past billions of years. And I am a Zhuzhao believer, so naturally I also have similar abilities. Because of this, Taihua didn’t notice anything unusual about me.”
So that's it.
Only then did Gu Jianlin understand why the president wanted to keep the old man's body.
Even her own body was unwilling to be handed over to the Baize clan.
This is the most fundamental reason.
"Of course, my situation is different from Chi's."
The old man smiled and said: "The curse of the Lotus of Netherworld was solved hundreds of millions of years ago, so the ancient gods can have a primitive posture and even liberate the ancient gods' language. They can swallow the breath of the ancient gods, and Able to live forever and look down upon the world. You may not know that before the curse of the Nether Ying Lotus is solved, there is almost no difference between gods and humans. They have great power, but they cannot be freed because of the curse."
It was like thunder rising from a silent place.
The chaos in Gu Jianlin's mind was split open by a thunderbolt, and the context in the fog finally became clear. The answers to the mysteries that were once unsolvable suddenly came to light, and inspiration came out like a spring.
Before that, he had been curious about what the curse of the ancient gods was.
What kind of disaster Zhuzhao and Youying have brought to this race.
Now he understands.
Civilization needs to progress. When the ancient gods were born hundreds of millions of years ago, they were not what they are today!
"The inheritance path is not the first to appear on earth."
The old man said calmly: "It has existed since the birth of the ancient gods."
Gu Jianlin was not surprised when he heard this. All the clues pointed to the two primitives. The ancient ruins left in the Qilin Immortal Palace also proved that the ancient gods also had a primitive era of ignorance.
The ancient gods also needed to live. They had clusters of tribes and religious beliefs. They had tools for hunting or eating, palace-like places to live, and splendid civilizational achievements.
The seeds of the ancient gods are the livestock they raise, and the strange and extraordinary materials are the crops they grow.
They also looked up at the stars to formulate calendars, explored the laws and mysteries of the universe, and named it alchemy.
They were also like humans... seeking evolution!
"The ancient gods were a cursed race, until the birth of a Supreme ended everything."
The old man said with emotion: "Venerable Qilin... is not you, but the one before you."
Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment and asked calmly: "What did he do?"
The old man thought for a while and came to the conclusion: "Maybe he wants to kill the two originals."
Love is not without reason, and hate is not without direction.
Only Zhuzhao and Youying could make the black supreme hate them so much.
"If you want to ask why Lord Qilin hates the two originals so much, then I can't answer you. This may be related to the birth of Lord Qilin. You can only find the answer when you really see him."
The old man also said calmly: "Including why He chose you."
Gu Jianlin's eyes narrowed and he suddenly asked: "Is he still alive?"
The old man smiled and said, "Am I alive?"
Gu Jianlin was stunned.
"The Ancient Gods are a race with infinite possibilities. You may be able to see them in the future, or you may go back to the past to see them. If he wants to see you, there is always a way."
The old man's laughter suddenly became weird: "Do you know why Qilin turned against Suzaku and Zhulong? Back then, the ancient supremes joined forces to kill the Great God Youying, who could also be said to be their mother goddess. Supreme They share the same illness and are the only blood relatives in the universe, so why did they turn against each other when they arrived on Earth?"
"I just mentioned to you that a mysterious ceremony once took place on Earth."
He sighed: "It was that ceremony that changed the views of Venerable Zhulong and Venerable Suzaku."
Gu Jianlin instinctively grasped the Qilin Wedge and vaguely thought of a terrifying possibility.
"Professor Cheng may have told you that you can also become the original one."
The old man's back flickered in the candlelight, and he said softly: "That mysterious ceremony was exactly what Venerable Qiongqi prepared in order to usurp the original. Unfortunately, Venerable Qiongqi failed. On the contrary, he has not really awakened yet. The Great God Zhuzhao completely suppressed the body of the Supreme Being and took advantage of His authority."
Gu Jianlin said quietly: "Zhulong and Suzaku also realized what happened in that ceremony, so they had different ideas and wanted to continue... Venerable Qiongqi's ceremony!"
No wonder, Qilin will never reveal the secret of the third method, but Zhulong and Suzaku are able to practice this secret technique. It turns out that they sorted out the clues from Qiongqi's inheritance.
The old man acquiesced.
"Where did that ceremony take place?"
Gu Jianlin raised his eyes and stared at his back.
"Kailash."
The old man replied calmly.
Gu Jianlin took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "That's why Qilin turned against Zhulong and Suzaku. In a sense, Bai Ze and Xuanming are Qilin's allies, and they have already... "
"Venerable Bai Ze was once forced into a deep sleep by Venerable Zhulong, and Venerable Xuanming was sealed by Venerable Suzaku."
The old man said quietly: "Only Venerable Qilin is still alive, but unfortunately he is alone. More than two thousand years ago, Venerable Qilin was suppressed and killed on the sea, declaring that the Supremes of Zhuzhao's line ruled the world. Zhulong and Suzaku, respectively, started experimenting with the third method. Now it seems that Suzaku has the last laugh."
This old guy kept talking in a nonchalant manner and said indifferently: "Someone has met me before you and got the answer from me. She is in a very bad state and can hardly tell who she is."
Gu Jianlin was horrified and turned to look at the woman the shadow was carrying.
Taiqing was definitely not referring to this divine attendant, but to her master.
lark!
"Has Skylark been here beforehand?"
Gu Jianlin lost his voice and spoke. It seemed that he still underestimated that bad woman.
When she was attacked in the laboratory, she was just one step ahead of herself.
Unexpectedly, Skylark returned after exploring the entire tomb.
"What do you mean when you say she can't tell who she is?"
Gu Jianlin asked in a cold voice: "Answer me."
The last three words had no warmth, but were as terrifying as the roar of a monster.
The candlelight flickered and was about to go out, and the Buddhist temple shook.
The old man smiled half-heartedly and said, "You care about her?"
Gu Jianlin said nothing.
"Has anyone ever told you that when you profile others, you also have to learn to cover yourself?"
The old man said calmly: "You are my disciple. Of course I have studied you. For a person with a dull nature like you, if you really like someone, it would be too obvious."
Gu Jianlin avoided the question and stared at him coldly.
"Skylark's memory and emotions have become disordered. In today's terms, it is probably...sharp. The main purpose of her coming to see me this time is to confirm how much Lord Suzaku has eroded the Candlelight Sacred Tree. Of course, she also wants to find a way to fight back and stop Suzaku."
The old man laughed and said, "Even if I knew, how could I tell her?"
Gu Jianlin held the Qilin Wedge with both hands, carefully looked at the rickety back in the candlelight, and suddenly asked: "Master, are you a believer of Zhuzhao now, or... a believer of Suzaku?"
(End of chapter)
