Lu Nanzhi turned her attention to Gu Shen.
It's not just her.
Gu Shen felt more than one gaze...falling on him.
The Ancient Prose Society has been looking for the [Key] for these years. The appearance of Gu Shen gave those people in the Ancient Prose Society hope. Everyone thought that Gu Shen was the [Key].
But actually.
[Key] is not a person.
Open the [Red Door], leading to the deepest part of the deep sea, releasing the lion awakening technology, and liberating mankind...
This thing can never be done by one person.
Gu Shen's palm suddenly felt warm. Although this was the spiritual sea, he still felt the "temperature".
This temperature comes from Chu Ling.
Gu Shen looked to his side.
The woman in a snow-white dress took the initiative to hold his hand. Almost ten years have passed, and Chu Ling's appearance has not changed at all. It is just like the one she met on Ling Ling Yao, holy and pure white, like a temple. Mountain flowers.
The lion wakes up.
Just today, right now.
Lu Nanzhi took a deep breath and summoned the [Red Door] left behind by her father. For the past thirty years, she had kept the secret of the [Red Door] deep in her heart. Every time she held an ancient literary meeting, Secret meetings are all transferred through the [Red Door]... She regards this responsibility as more important than anything else.
At this moment, she finally didn't have to hide anymore.
"Crash..."
The entire array box's spiritual sea began to turmoil, and every participant felt the tremors and shaking deep in their souls.
The sea water shattered, as if a big hand was stirring up the void——
Boom!
Billions of wisps of scarlet color condensed out at the end of the sea area of the array box. It was a door to the sky, and the carvings were full of complicated and obscure ancient texts.
Gu Shen once saw the red door in Lu Nanzhi's spiritual sea.
At that time, the door was only slightly higher than myself.
And at this moment.
This door is higher than the sky.
"The key... now it's time for you to 'open the door'."
Turing smiled and spoke.
He patted Gu Shen on the shoulder twice, indicating that the latter could leave... Gu Shen and Chu Ling looked at each other, and the two of them held hands and slowly swept forward. The sea water spread on its own and gave way. Between the huge portal to the sky, Below, these two figures, black and white, are as small as ants.
But this is the spiritual world.
As long as the belief is firm enough, even an earthworm can shake a tree.
"laugh."
A ray of fire ignited between Gu Shen's brows.
Gu Shen slowly stretched out his palm and pressed it on the red door.
The moment his palm pressed against the red door——
The entire sea that was boiling and noisy suddenly became silent, and for a moment the sound of the entire world seemed to be stripped away.
There was only a dull, decaying sound of pushing the door open.
Boom - boom.
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What will the world look like when all the voices in the world are extinguished?
Extreme silence.
The void is filled with the atmosphere of "dead silence" and "desolation".
The top of the Tower of Source looks like this at this moment.
After the start of the divine war, the Sky God Realm did not fall into chaos... but quite the opposite. Thousands of snow-white broken swords were inserted into the clouds of the Sky God Realm, covering them with a layer of frost. The fragmented [Backflow] God Realm brought this world back to the sky. The clouds are covered with a layer of golden color, and the three divine realms are superimposed on each other, forming a short-term "balance".
In the center of the Sky God Realm, stands a hard and long ice block.
Qinglong was wrapped in this solid ice block... To be precise, the clouds wrapped around him, and the ice blocks wrapped around the clouds.
The Queen's [Forge] domain constantly imposes wind and snow.
The clear [Cloud Mirror] is constantly colliding with it, canceling it out.
If there is only one layer of realm, then this solid ice will melt soon. Lin Lei's time to ascend to the throne is still too short. It has only been more than 20 years since she took full control of the power and smelted the source.
And Qinglong has spent nearly a hundred years cultivating himself at the top of the Tower of Source.
There is actually a clear gap between [Furnace] and [Cloud Mirror]. The Queen alone cannot block Qingwu...
But, there is also Atractylodes.
[Reverse Time] God's Realm continues to activate, constantly pulling the timeline back to the moment when the frozen power is strongest when [The Furnace] is about to melt, allowing [The Furnace] and [Cloud Mirror] to return to the starting point of this war of attrition... This approach is actually Bai Shu forcing the battle line to lengthen. He is consuming his own divine power to create a longer freezing time for Lin Lei's [Furnace].
This is why the spire of the Source is so silent.
Qingwu was frozen.
As for the two gods who had completed this "miracle" and dragged the battle into a tug of war, they each sat down cross-legged.
Lin Lei's whole body was covered with green frost.
On the other side, Bai Zhu's figure began to blur.
As this divine battle continues, he can no longer maintain his peak "youth state", so his body changes uncontrollably.
Sometimes aging.
Sometimes childish.
Fortunately, the battle situation is now stable. As long as Baizhu can ensure that [Reverse Flux] God's Realm is activated on time, it actually doesn't matter what form he is in when he activates it.
The Sky God Realm seemed silent.
But actually...that's not the case.
Under the freezing frost, Lin Lei and Baizhu were having a spiritual conversation.
The two of them were counting the time silently.
This war between gods has been dragged into a "tug of war"... Everything is going well, but what they have to do next is to ensure that their minds are clear and to seal Qingwu in the [Furnace] God's Domain as much as possible. Time The longer the better.
In addition to Lin Lei Baishu, there are two spirits talking to each other.
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"Teacher, are you satisfied with the current situation?"
Qingwu was sealed in the [Furnace].
But that didn't stop him from using up a ray of flow power to reach the chessboard of the [Realm of Reincarnation].
The chessboard was folded and taken back by him after the divine war broke out. Now it is frozen in the Queen's Divine Realm, unable to leave, so he took it out again.
At this moment of clarity, the "spiritual body" has also shrunk a hundred times, turning into a tiny shadow. He slowly landed on the chessboard and looked at Mr. Tianshui who was sitting cross-legged.
Tianshui was quiet from beginning to end.
He is like a spectator.
More like a traveler.
He wanted to build the Tower of Origin, so he built it like this, and he wanted to support the most powerful throne, so he built it like this.
Throughout Tian Shui's life, it seems that he has been favored by fate countless times.
It is not so much that Qinglong is the "chosen one".
It would be better to say that Tian Shui is the real "Chosen One".
But now, what he wants to do is to kill Qinglong...
This seems to be the only thing in his life that he wants to do but cannot do. In other words, by the time he does it, he will most likely be "dead" and unable to "witness" it with his own eyes.
"Do you want to hear the truth? You're not dead yet, so I'm not satisfied."
Tian Shui raised his head, his voice was very honest, mixed with unconcealable regret.
Even if his body is shrunk, Qingwu is still very tall.
On this chessboard, Qinglong was the highest being. If Tianshui wanted to look at his disciple, he had to raise his head.
"die……"
Qinglong whispered softly and repeated the word.
He sat back, and countless clouds condensed out of thin air behind him, forming a huge throne.
Even if he is frozen and trapped, he is still the God's throne that "reaches the sky" and can overlook everyone just by sitting down.
After sitting on the throne.
The clear voice was more self-deprecating.
"It's just death."
He looked at Tian Shui, a touch of sadness appeared in his eyes, but it only flashed past.
Qinglong, who was sitting in the throne of heaven, slowly leaned down. He looked at the mask on the teacher's face and asked softly: "I have always kept the promise I made back then. Even if I smelt the fire, I still regard you as the best way." Master, implement the priest system and build the illusion of two gods. In this tower of the source that reaches the sky, you are the second person besides me. Under one person, above tens of thousands of people... Others want me dead, I I can understand it all, but you want me to die, and I can’t understand it?”
many years ago.
When he was still a embarrassed boy crawling around in the mud alleys.
This man wearing a mask appeared in front of him...
Tian Shui stretched out his hand.
Qinglong held that hand.
The story that follows is known to every extraordinary person in the five continents.
This is a clichéd story that has been described in every legendary picture book. With the establishment of the Tower of Source and the growth of Qingwu, Central Continent ushered in an unprecedented great purge. It didn’t take long for the master and disciple to make Ba has reached the top of the five continents, his disciples have ascended to the highest throne, and his teacher has lived in seclusion behind the scenes in the upper city.
It's just that at the end of the story, it is inevitable that they will turn against each other and face each other with swords.
Now Qinglong imprisoned Tianshui on the chessboard of the realm of reincarnation, just to make the ending of this story more decent.
"Because you changed, you deserve to die."
Tian Shui raised his head.
He looked into his hazy eyes and said calmly: "The boy who walked out of the mud alley has forgotten what he looked like back then."
"I didn't forget!"
A dark and angry shout interrupted Tian Shui's words.
Qinglong had veins bulging on his forehead. He sat firmly on the throne and gripped the handle of the throne with all his strength.
The reason why he sits in this heaven-reaching position is not enough is because he remembers the embarrassment, desolation and unbearableness in the mud alley -
He never wanted to go back to days like this.
How could he forget such a day, how dare he forget? !
"After ascending to the throne of God, you stood too high and too far from the ground, so you made too many wrong choices."
Tian Shui's voice was still calm. Even if he was interrupted, he was not angry. Instead, he said in a calm tone: "You forget that there are many people just like you back then."
Qinglong was stunned for a second.
This sentence struck a chord in his heart.
"Yes, there are tens of millions of downtrodden people in this world... but how can they be like me? How can they deserve to be together with me?"
Along the way, the fire is smelted and the person reaches the throne of God.
No one knows.
Qinglong suffered so much and suffered so much.
This is because of his outstanding talent and perseverance——
If "many people" in the world are like him, then "many people" should be able to make it this far.
He can accept anything, but he cannot accept that the throne at this moment is a fluke and a coincidence.
Therefore, he must be different from others.
"..."
Tian Shui looked at his disciple, the disappointment in his eyes was palpable.
He shook his head and said nothing more.
The silent silence made the final confrontation between master and disciple seem absurd and tragic.
"I won't argue with you."
Qinglong realized that he had lost his composure. He took a breath and calmed his emotions back to the original point. Looking at the teacher in front of him, he said slowly: "I know you want me to die, but you said to me in the mud alley, All living things have the right to live. Even if it is a cicada, if it wants to live, it should fly out of the frost and snow to see if it can survive the winter. So no matter how many people want me to die, as long as I want to live, I Everyone should try to survive.”
Tian Shui continued to remain silent.
This is indeed what he said.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Tian Shui said in a hoarse voice: "So?"
"Everyone will die..."
Qinglong lowered his eyes and spoke slowly.
"Everyone dies but not you."
The oldest man in the city is not Archmaester Ian.
But Tianshui.
The person who spends the longest time with Tian Shui is Qinglong.
Everyone is curious as to how the master and apprentice pair survived for such a long time...
Relying on fire to survive? Use sealed objects to slow down the flow of time in the divine realm?
There are countless opinions on this issue, but none of them are correct.
Most people believe that Qinglong can live for so long because he is strong enough and has found the secret to "immortality".
But the truth.
But it will shock everyone.
"Give me some of your time..."
A biting cold wind blew up on the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation, which was the bone-piercing sword intent condensed from the [furnace].
Qinglong thoughtfully held up a cloud shield for the teacher to block the cold wind.
But the words he said at this moment made people feel colder than the sword intention.
some years ago.
Qinglong was still just a thin young man.
He was rescued by Tian Shui, cultivated, and grew... When his self-confidence was at its strongest, he suffered an unprecedented defeat.
He was seriously injured by the extinguished candle shot and was dying.
Without the "miracle", Qinglong would have died.
but……
Tian Shui used his mortal body to create a miracle.
He evened out a part of his "lifespan" and gave it to his beloved disciple who was dying, saving Qinglong's life... It was this part of his lifespan, this part of life that Tian Shui evened out, that helped Qinglong Successfully climbed to the top of the Sky God's Throne.
Moreover, it also makes his "lifespan" far ahead of other fire leaders!
Living to this day is not because Qinglong himself is strong enough.
But...
Tianshui's gift back then was really too generous.
However, no matter how generous the gift is, there will be a day when it will be used up.
Qinglu stretched out his palm, and countless clouds and mist lifted Tianshui up from the chessboard in the realm of reincarnation. These clouds and mist also formed a huge palm. Viewed from a high altitude... this palm looked very much like asking for help. .
Yes.
He was just asking for it.
"Everyone dies, including me."
Tian Shui raised his head and saw clearly the true face of his disciple.
At this moment, there was sadness and pain in his heart like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
"Give up your unrealistic thoughts...I won't give you any more time."
Tian Shui's words made the last ray of false compassion in Qinglong's eyes completely dissipate.
"So, you still have a lot of time."
Clouds and mist hovered around the realm of reincarnation, and a giant, indifferent face slowly emerged.
The power of God comes.
The sense of oppression suddenly increased.
But Tian Shui was not afraid at all.
He murmured softly: "How ironic. The person who was least afraid of death back then is now throwing all creeds and boundaries behind in order to survive. Some people advised me not to support you, but I insisted on going my own way. Looking at it now, my My vision... is indeed very bad. If we meet again, he will definitely laugh at me, right?"
"...?"
Qinglong narrowed his eyes.
Someone once advised Tianshui not to support himself.
I have never known about this matter for so many years?
This is not the point. The real point is that the person who advised Tian Shui back then seems to be still alive?
Can anyone live like Tian Shui until now?
"who's that person?"
The huge face condensed out of the clouds and mist, its eyes full of confusion.
"ha……"
A raucous laugh came from beneath the mask.
"you guess."
These two words that were almost sarcastic made Qinglong speechless for a moment.
"..."
Qinglong stared hard at the mask on the teacher's face, trying to see something from it.
When he saved himself, Tian Shui was wearing such a mask. Now all these years later... Tian Shui is still wearing this mask. This mask seems to be a natural moat, thicker than any barrier in the world.
Even if he becomes a god, he can't see the teacher's face through the mask.
How ironic is this?
Nearly a hundred years ago.
He has never seen Mr. Tianshui's true appearance, not even once.
Through the [Cloud Mirror], he can see all the secrets in the world.
But he couldn't see through the teacher's mask, nor could he guess the teacher's heart.
"Do you want to see my face under the mask?"
Tian Shui asked softly: "You have been curious for so many years, but you have never taken the initiative to mention it."
because--
Qinglong has always been playing the role of an excellent disciple.
At first, he respected Tian Shui from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't ask about any secrets about his teacher.
Later.
He ascended to the throne of God. There are too many important things in this world.
The teacher's secrets are unimportant compared to them.
Even though he was curious, due to "self-esteem", he did not want to lower his body, so he stopped asking... If the teacher is willing, it is not a big deal to keep wearing this mask.
Now, Tian Shui took the initiative to bring up this topic.
Although the two were completely at odds with each other and were at war with each other... Tian Shui's tone was still as gentle as it was a hundred years ago.
It was as if master and disciple had never had a quarrel.
Just lower your head Qinglu and say yes in a low voice.
Then he would lift up the mask and let Qinglong see what he really looked like under the mask.
The silence in the Sky God Realm only lasted a few seconds.
Qinglong said indifferently: "If I want to see it, there are a thousand ways to see it... I don't need your charity."
Tian Shui didn't speak, just looked at his disciple silently, his eyes were soft, compassionate, and sarcastic.
It was as if he didn't hear what Qinglong just said at all.
this attitude.
Completely angered the huge face in the cloud.
Qinglong, who was sitting on the throne, stretched out his palm with an expressionless face and waved it at the teacher's cheek!
In an instant, countless strong winds surged on the chessboard of the Realm of Reincarnation, and thousands of blades passed by Mr. Tianshui's cheeks!
"Hiss!"
Flesh and flesh shattered like tearing paper.
Scarlet blood oozed from that mask...
Qinglong stared at the teacher's face with a gloomy expression. His wave just now did not even take off the mask.
Maybe it's because I wore it for too long.
The mask has merged with Tianshui.
At this moment, Tian Shui's face continued to seep blood, dripping downwards, and soon formed a small pool of blood. He lowered his head and laughed softly. There was pain, sadness, and disappointment in his laughter.
He raised his head and continued to cast his previous gaze at his disciple.
Mercy, alms, mercy.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
Continuous strong winds passed over the chessboard of the Realm of Reincarnation, and puff after puff of blood submerged Tian Shui's frail body.
Hundreds of years, a long time.
This is the second time Qinglong has lost his mind so completely.
The last time was on that rainy night when everything failed.
This time, he wanted to see his teacher's face.
However, the strong wind roared like angry waves, and the sharp blades scraped out thousands of blood.
Until he cut off the teacher's entire head...
Still no answer.
Only then did he understand that the authority to hold the throne of God was not omnipotent.
Some things can't be done, just can't be done.
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(There is another chapter tonight, and the winding up seems to be a little longer than I thought. I won’t set any flags. Quality is priority.)
(End of chapter)
