Bulwark of Light

Chapter 430 The Third Tinder

“Susu—”

The wind swept through, making the cheeks hurt.

Luo Yu slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was a flying snow mist, all around was a towering jungle, and the falling needles had already condensed a thick layer of ice slag… … He tried to sit up with his hands on his back, but he was met with a huge, weightless dizziness.

Memories are like cut-up movies.

Scene by scene, frame by frame, appearing in no chronological order.

He remembered.

The Kiyosuka explosion, the plane crash, and the Old Master … fell into the huge holy light Formation together.

At the moment of the explosion, the realm of the immeasurable scales all folded up and tightly enveloped him.

The impact from the self-destruct of the heavy machine was completely stopped by the field of infinite scales.

Just when I came into contact with holy light Formation, the powerful spirit strength penetrated the field and crashed into my mind.

Wake up again…and here you are.

If I remember correctly, did you come to the cemetery?

How can there be such a scene in the cemetery…

Where is this?

Luo Yu struggled to sit up and leaned in front of a giant tree.

A slight tremor caused the snow to fall, and the white snow chips rustled down. He coughed in a low voice and gradually woke up from his dizziness.

“Old Master…”

In front of me is an old and sturdy silhouette, which can give people a great sense of security just by looking at it.

Gu Qilin had already taken off his commander’s robe and put it over Luo Yu.

He stood not far from this snow forest, and said sideways at this moment.

“You finally woke up…how are you feeling mentally?”

“A little dizzy.”

Luo Yu rubbed his temples hard, shook his head hard, It feels like three catties of water have been poured into my mind, which is heavy.

He gritted his teeth and hissed, “I just… passed out?”

He looked down at his body.

Falling from a height of 1,000 meters…and was not injured.

Is there not even the slightest wound on my body?

“I didn’t pass out, but fell asleep.”

Gu Qilin said calmly: “The moment the heavy machine exploded, the boundless scale field was closed, and all the physical damage was taken away. It’s just that the sky above the cemetery is covered with a strong layer of spirit strength, and my field did not block the impact of the spirit strength.”

“Fortunately, the spirit strength over the cemetery, There is no strong killing intent.”

“Otherwise…”

Gu Qilin’s voice stopped abruptly.

And Luo Yu’s face paled by three points, he probably guessed the half sentence after the “otherwise”.

Old Master’s “Infinite Scale” is an extremely powerful spiritual realm. It is so powerful that the spirit strength after a sharp contraction can even block the impact of the material realm… However, the spirit strength above this cemetery is unexpectedly powerful. Not even the Infinite Scale can stop it.

Obviously.

This is the power of the divide throne.

“Lord Divine Throne…Are you awake?”

Luo Yu stood up while supporting the ancient tree, looking at the desolate snow scene in front of her, her eyes a little confused.

Gu Changzhi’s eight-volume Breathing Technique is the best of all time, except for the last volume, “The Great Cold”, which has not yet been completed.

This is a secret of neither too big nor too small in the Gu family.

When the Qingzhong Cemetery was built back then, I hoped that Gu Changzhi, who was sleeping forever, could recover his spirit with the help of the Great Array to complete the creation of the last volume “Great Cold”… So far, there are still many old-school transcenders. I believe that the reason why Gu Changzhi fell asleep is because the creation of “Great Cold” consumed too much spirit strength.

Lord divine throne, is personally experiencing “silence”.

When he recovers, a perfect and without blemish Breathing Technique will be born.

From life to death, to eternity.

“No.”

Gu Qilin shook his head slowly, his voice was very determined, “The spirit strength above the cemetery has more than one dive throne.”

Luo Yu dumbfounded.

He thought of what Old Master said earlier, that the spirit above the cemetery has no strong killing intent.

That means… there is still a killing intent.

“The reason why there are so many explosions in the cemetery… is because the spirit strengths of the two divine thrones are entangled together, and stability has not been restored at that time.” Gu Qilin said quietly, “We broke into the cemetery. At that time, there was a killing intent, but it was blocked in an instant… If I don’t feel wrong, that spirit strength comes from the wine of the Tower of Origin Divine Throne.”

“Wine divine throne?”

Luo Yu suddenly remembered what happened in Nagano recently.

The wind and rain are coming.

I don’t know where the dark clouds are coming from.

“You and I are still alive… It means that the spirit strength of the wine-divine throne has been suppressed.” Gu Qilin patted Xuechen on his body, calmly said: “The spirit strength that makes you fall into a dream should be It’s the spark from Changzhi.”

Luo Yu rubbed his cheeks.

He said worriedly: “Then this is… a disaster situation?”

“en.” The Old Master nodded, “If you guessed correctly, the power of the fire has spread, or else For a long time, the whole cemetery will be covered by this great cold disaster…and the bad thing is that Nagano will soon send a transcender inside.”

The natural phenomenon of the cemetery does not come from the explosion of the formation mark.

It comes from…the spiritual game of the two divine thrones!

This is definitely the reason why Nagano Sansuowu can’t think of it. After losing contact, a large number of transcenders enter the cemetery and will be directly trapped in the disaster!

“The good news is that we are the first to enter the mausoleum.”

Gu Qilin said calmly: “When you went to sleep, I found an ancient road… …This cemetery is very interesting.”

It is no longer appropriate to use a cemetery to describe the scene in front of me.

all around are towering trees.

Flying snow.

There is not a single tombstone in sight, and no noise can be heard.

Not a fake dream at all.

Luo Yu was also fortunate enough to see Master Gu Changzhi’s “Four Seasons Wilderness”, where snow and trees are overgrown and has nothing to do with the scene of the God’s Wilderness… Instead, it looks like a real Snow and Ice World .

“Is this…is it really a disaster?”

Luo Yu walked forward with the Old Master, his spirit strength was suppressed by powerful rules. Unable to release the body, the suppression of spirit strength here is simply outrageous.

Even Gu Qilin’s “Infinite Scale” was suppressed several feet behind him, and only a swaying black scale illusory shadow could be seen.

As powerful as a title, he can barely use some spirit strength.

The Infinite Scale sways from side to side.

The snowwood needles in front were pushed away layer by layer by an invisible big hand.

“We fell from the top of the cemetery…it should be close to the inner mausoleum.” Gu Qilin said slowly: “At the beginning of the construction of the cemetery, I have seen all the blueprints…although those formation marks I don’t understand it, but I remember the place where Changzhi slept, not far from the fallen mountain.”

Luo Yu knew that the place where Lord Divine Throne slept was in the giant in the inner mausoleum of Qing Dynasty. The location of the statue ruins.

There is the formation eye of the cemetery array.

The towering giant statues are shrouded in fog and cannot be seen outside the cemetery. Since the Qing Tomb was built, no one can see the original ruins again.

But everyone knows that these giant statues are closely related to the five great masters six hundred years ago.

The two walked slowly forward.

Just as he was about to leave the jungle, an invisible, tide-like spirit strength rippled “slowly”.

Old Master stood still and stretched out a hand to stop Luo Yu’s progress.

The trees more than ten meters high folded their waists one after another, and countless falling snow rustled down and was blown upside down by the wind.

Luo Yu looked pale.

Watching this extremely tyrannical spirit strength, vibrating past, the strong wind blowing on his cheeks, his will was violently swept away in this brief moment…but it was only swept away, this wisp of spirit strength does not imply hostility, killing intent.

It’s like…a huge wave hits the beach.

This wave doesn’t mean to drag people back into the sea to kill, so as long as it withstands one shock…then they will be safe and sound.

Most of the illusory shadows of the Infinite Scales fell in front of Luo Yu.

This wave of shocks was stopped 80% of the time.

But… it’s still enough for him to drink a pot.

Luo Fatty’s face was very ugly. He was holding on to an ancient wood, panting heavily, and said with lingering fear: “This Spiritual Fluctuation…isn’t it too powerful?”

If you don’t have the help of Infinite Scales, you can parry.

I’m afraid… I’ve been hit again by myself.

“Don’t worry, you won’t die directly, you will at most ‘sleep over’ again.” Gu Qilin said softly, “This Spiritual Fluctuation has no killing intent, it will only make people fall asleep… … again and again.”

After hearing this, Luo Yu not only did not relax, but felt more terrifying.

Being hit by a wave on the beach, and then the next, and the next… If someone with insufficient spirit strength comes here, then the final result will be sleep to death.

“That’s… the power of fire?” Fatty murmured.

“Yes.”

Gu Qilin calmly looked at the direction in which the spiritual ripples oscillated just now, paused slowly, opened the mouth and said.

“Perhaps you can say that…this is the power of the third fire.”

At first, Luo Yu just snorted softly.

Immediately after, he raised his head sharply, thinking he had heard it wrong.

“The third fire?!”

After realizing the true meaning of this sentence, Luo Yu, who has always been in a peaceful mood, couldn’t help raising his voice at this moment, he was like a ghost Looking at the jungle in the distance, his voice began to tremble: “You mean… in this cemetery, there is a third fire?!”

Gu Qilin laughed silently.

Although Old Master looked calm at the moment, at the beginning, he was also shocked by his discovery.

“High probability.”

Gu Qilin said slowly: “When he fell, the Infinite Scale felt two strands of entangled Divine Power, one from the Tower of Origin. Wine Divine Throne, and Gu Changzhi… and the spirit strength just now is different from those two Divine Powers in terms of fluctuation characteristics.”

“You…are you right?”

Luo Yu’s voice was rough.

“I also hope I made a mistake…”

Gu Qilin said in a low voice, “But the Infinite Scale’s response to spirit strength is extremely clear, that power, There is a high probability that it comes from the ‘third fire’ other than Divine Throne and Gu Changzhi.”

“But… where did the third fire come from?” Luo Yu said halfway, his voice It came to an abrupt end.

He thought of old news from twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, [Pluto], one of the seven divine thrones of mankind, disappeared into the fog of the old world outside the Beizhou fortress. At first, the federal government believed that Pluto went to the old world to find it. The ruins of the oasis were lost, and there was no contact after that. Several divine thrones from the federal government set off together to try to find… In the end, nothing was found.

In the end, the whereabouts of Pluto became a mystery.

His fire has also disappeared into the fog of the old world… No one knows whether he is alive or dead, and no one knows where his fire has gone.

“Perhaps…that kind of fire was never lost.”

Gu Qilin said softly.

Luo Yu muttered: “This is…too…”

He wanted to say a word to describe his mood, but found…whether it was a dream, or Magical, those words are inappropriate.

“Maybe Gu Changzhi’s deep sleep is not just because of the comprehend ‘big cold’.”

Gu Qilin lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He murmured: “If there is a third fire, his sleep will not be so simple…”

Until now, Qingzhong Cemetery is in absolute balance among.

Gu Changzhi, by the strength of oneself, suppressed the power of two fire seeds.

However, because of the wine, the Divine Throne entered the mausoleum.

The balance…is broken.

“The great cold disaster is not a disaster!”

Gu Qilin raised his head suddenly, his eyes gleamed, his expression became extremely serious, and said: “The real disaster is the third unowned fire, the power that spreads on its own… This disaster is protecting the cemetery!”

With the fight between Gu Changzhi and the wine Divine Throne .

The power of the third fire is gradually recovering!

From the unknowable depths of the distance, the spiritual ripples that came over and over again became stronger and stronger… This is indeed a wave without killing intent, but with the recovery of fire power, and Against the resistance that Gu Changzhi has suppressed over the past 20 years, the waves will only get bigger and bigger, and eventually form a tsunami!

Even if there is no killing intent.

It’s also enough to drown everything in the cemetery!

The Great Cold Disaster… It seems to be dead, but it is protecting and blocking the spilling power of the third fire.

Luo Yu’s complexion turned pale.

“The reason why I came here is that this thing… is guiding me.”

Gu Qilin took out a token, which was the patriarch order of the Gu family, Although today’s Gu family is divided into old and new factions, the person who really holds the patriarch token is not Gu Lushen.

This token contains the extraordinary Bloodline Power of six hundred years of Gu family inheritance.

At the time of the crash, this force gave guidance.

Until we arrive here, there is a force pulling between them.

“Perhaps… the patriarchs of the Five Great Families will have induction?” Luo Yu said cautiously.

Gu Qilin’s expression suddenly darkened.

He turned around suddenly and dragged Luo Yu behind him.

In the depths of the snowy forest in the distance, there is a slight sound of the wheel turning.

The snow and fog are scattered and flying.

A silhouette in a wheelchair slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

Gu Lu said with a deep smile: “Old Master…you’re so fast.”

Gu Qilin was just silent.

He didn’t answer Gu Lushen.

Silent contempt.

is the greatest contempt.

Perhaps because of the dense wind and frost, Gu Lushen’s hair was stained with a touch of silver and looked a bit vicissitudes.

He, who is the same age as Gu Changzhi, always gives people a feeling of being very “dead”. In fact, it was like this a long time ago. When the two of them were young, Gu Changzhi was the sun at the focal point of ten thousands in the Snow Forbidden City, while Gu Lushen was like a wisp of white frost adhering to the bluestone floor, unremarkable. , and no one cares.

Two youngsters.

One is like a scorching sun, emitting ten thousand zhang rays of light.

The other one is like frost, snow, twilight… No matter what you do, you will only have the fate of being burned and melted under the scorching sun, and you are destined to be invisible to the world.

Gu Lushen is used to being ignored and despised.

So he still smiled: “You shouldn’t have entered the mausoleum so early.”

Luo Yu noticed… there were several strands of frost clinging to Gu Lushen’s clothes The surface, like blood vessels, twists and turns, twists and serpentines, and finally converges to the position of the heart.

Gu Lushen’s body was covered with an extremely thin layer of spirit strength.

But…that spirit strength is very powerful!

That’s… the power of the wine-divine throne!

“When were you willing to give up the bottom line?”

Gu Qilin stared at the junior’s clothes on the wheelchair, and said this in a soft voice.

This sentence should have been angry, but all the anger has been exhausted by the eight years of civil war.

So… only sympathy, pity, pity, and sadness remain.

There is no doubt about that.

No matter when…the sun is always the brightest.

A character like Gu Changzhi, in any era, will become the “protagonist” of that era.

To live with him is bound to be a sad thing.

But… this world needs other lights too.

Many years ago, Gu Qilin once took out this youngster file named “Gu Lushen” and proudly showed off to his old friend Zhou Wei, saying that the Gu family is outstanding and talented, and this is called Gu Lu. The deep youngster will sooner or later do a major event business, become the second light of the Gu family, and the pillar of heaven for the whole of Nagano.

Many years have passed, and the original prophecy has been ironically fulfilled.

But only half of it was fulfilled.

The Gu family is assigned, the old school is weak, this war without gunpowder has lasted for eight years… Gu Lushen has indeed done a major event business, what he has done, there is no second person in Nagano can do it.

However, what really made Gu Qilin’s Old Master feel chills was… This one, who he once believed, would become a rising star of the Gu family’s second light, relied on the power of the Divine Throne, the tower of origin.

The five Nagano families have countless precepts.

The biggest one is not to go beyond the Eastern Continent and seek foreign help.

During the most intense period of the civil war, Gu Qilin once thought… If the old school tried their best to fight for their beliefs, but still ended in failure, and Gu Changzhi didn’t wake up in the end, then it was God ordained for Gu Qilin. Lu Shen should have this victory.

At that time, if he loses the battle, and the youngster captures the Gu family, it may not be a bad result.

Those who can overcome themselves will never be weak.

Perhaps…the Gu family will also go a long way.

It’s just that these thoughts are all broken at the moment.

A year ago, he didn’t want to believe that someone had broken Nagano’s greatest iron law.

Nowadays, the stark reality is in front of us.

He couldn’t believe it.

“You watched me grow up, so you should understand me…how could you say such ridiculous things?”

Gu Lushen sat in a wheelchair, shook the head.

“Bottom line, what is that?”

He asked earnestly, then regressfully opened the mouth and said: “I don’t have such a thing to bind my hands and feet.”

Gu Lushen said these words calmly and without any shame.

Gu Qilin’s Old Master silently extended the hand, holding the sword around his waist, without unscabbing.

In fact, I saw Gu Lushen here.

He’s heartbroken, and he’s giving up hope.

But Gu Qilin finally said unbelievably: “It was you who colluded with the Tower of Origin and brought the wine throne to the cemetery.”

“It’s me. “

Gu Lushen nodded.

He stretched out a finger and pointed into the distance, said with a slight smile.

“However, it’s not just the wine-divine throne… the whole of Nagano, the three major institutes, the five major families, and thousands of transcenders have all been brought into the cemetery by me.”

Old Master The hands holding the knife were shaking.

Luo Yu was angry, he shouted in a deep voice: “bastard!! Do you know… how many people will die because of this?!”

Gu Lushen expressionlessly Turn to look at him.

No movement from him.

A “hong” sound.

An invisible mental shock burst out, hitting Luo Yu in an instant!

Too fast!

The Infinite Scales only had time to block some of them!

Next moment, Luo Yu flew out, slammed into a snow tree, and passed out.

This scene… made Gu Qilin’s pupils shrink slightly.

Just now Gu Lushen made his move, but he didn’t even react.

Are you getting old? The Old Master silently clenched the long sword, his expression became serious, took a deep breath, and got ready for battle.

“Okay…it’s clean now.”

Gu Lushen stroked the scattered frost-white hair, and said softly with a smile: “Old Master, put that down. Take the knife, you are already old, why use the sword? Maybe we can have a good chat… Maybe you will find that things are not as bad as you think.”

“Me and you There’s nothing to talk about.”

Gu Qilin drew his sword out of the scabbard.

The immeasurable scale was suppressed and could only be stretched to a corner, but at this moment there were countless lights and shadows falling, and the majestic picture of the ghosts walking at night loomed on the back. This scene was extremely shocking, and he swept towards the man in the wheelchair. In the past, even though lions were old, they were still able to prey.

The battle knife cut through, and a huge snow tree was directly cut in half!

A long line runs like a rainbow!

Gu Lushen did not hide at all.

He just put two fingers together, passing like a long line… This piece of disaster world that suppresses spirit strength has lost the restraint of the rules for him, and a strand of frost and silver will fall directly in front of him. giant tree chopped open.

Following two slender fingers, they collided with the Old Master’s sword!

“ka-cha!”

Very crisp metal sound!

Gu Lu Shen two fingers, caught the knife that fell through!

He looked calm and exerted a little force.

The surface of the war sword vibrated violently, repeated hundreds of times in an instant, and was directly shattered, with the bright silver blade caught between his two fingers.

Although the sword was broken, the majestic shocking power of this blow was still handed out!

The wheelchair quickly backs up in the snowy forest.

Gu Lushen’s expression was calm, silently accepting the spread of this shocking force, and finally the wheelchair plowed out nearly 100 meters, stopped and plowed out a snow ditch.

During this process, Gu Lushen made a very subtle gesture.

After the wheelchair stopped, the blade in his hand was gone.

On the other side, the Old Master, who was holding the sword, looked pale.

He lowered his head and saw that the robe on his chest was blood-dyed red.

My own blade, thrown by Gu Lushen, penetrated the wind and snow, and penetrated the spiritual realm of Infinite Scales.

This blade shredded Gu Qilin’s breastplate directly, and the tip of the blade came out from the back… But luckily, it didn’t hit the heart directly, but shifted slightly.

“Old Master, until now…I respect you very much.”

Gu Lushen looked at the old man standing with a pestle and knife in the distance, and said softly, “I don’t want to kill you, Hand over that thing…I promise, you can leave the cemetery alive.”

He stretched out two fingers and tapped Gu Qilin’s palm.

There is a token there.

It is the patriarch’s order symbolizing the Gu Clan Position of Patriarch.

(End of this chapter)