Bulwark of Light

Chapter 429 Golden Thread, red-clothed

In the Divine Sea of Xu Yan’s essence, a “death list” is branded.

On this list, there are many extraordinary talents that Nagano is famous for…and after some names, special symbols are marked with spirit strength.

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

He recalled the “fire sea ice tide” that he had just taken out. The one after another extraordinary ability, in part, formed a clear echo of the abilities on the list.

This man, who was born out of nowhere, made a detailed and careful plan before moving to the Forbidden City.

The fire thieves…have already started their “action” in Nagano.

The Tower of the Source has formulated a list of potential transcenders, and Xu Yan is responsible for stealing the abilities of these people and re-engraving them. One mission is to hunt down these genius transcenders.

Then Chu Ling’s portrait has also been explained——

The only person who has seen Chu Ling at the bottom of Ninghe Bridge is Bai Lu!

And Xu Yan…contacted Bailu!

[Fire Thief] stole the ability of “Dream of Thorns”, and at the same time got a surprise!

Gu Shen has a calm expression and re-enacts this memory.

This list… is also a surprise for me!

He withdrew his palm.

A fiery flame emerged from Xu Yan’s eyebrows, returned to Gu Shen’s fingertips, and spread around.

“Please…”

Xu Yan’s begging for mercy stopped abruptly before he could utter the first syllable.

Gu Shen waved beckoned.

“Buzz!Buzz!Buzz!!”

Thousands of formation mark golden glow converged and shuttled, turned into a lance, and directly pierced the head…accompanied by Xu Yan’s sperm Divine Sea collapsed, and his fleshy body collapsed with it.

No matter how powerful the divine throne token is, it cannot reverse life and death.

Gu Shen showed no mercy.

Once this memory is taken away, Xu Yan has no value anymore.

There is only one fate for him…and that is death!

After Xu Yan died.

Gu Shen was not in a hurry to leave, he summoned a blazing fire, swept into the body of all directions, and nibbled at the extraordinary Origin of [Fire Thief]…

This The process will take some time.

Gu Shen sat cross-legged and raised his head slowly, his state of mind was unprecedentedly calm and peaceful.

At this moment, the Qingzhong Cemetery is covered by the great cold disaster.

It was a huge snow field, and the sky was dark, only a ray of blazing fire grew bright.

The snow whimpered and enveloped him.

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The only place in Qingzhong Cemetery that was not covered by wind and snow was a hill crawling under the giant statue.

This mountain is not very tall.

But it is the most important place in the whole cemetery.

The two thousand six hundred and fifty formation marks are used as the formation eye.

It is the last place of light that breaks through the darkness.

But it is also the source of the great cold in the whole cemetery.

A slender silhouette of a woman slowly swept out of the dark void and landed in front of the mountain.

Chu Ling placed the sleeping Shen Li on the stone steps of a mountain.

After parting with Gu Shen.

In her heart, there was a hint of guidance… She walked towards the entrance of the mountain, where there was thick fog, and she couldn’t tell the direction at all, she could only rely on intuition.

For those transcenders who have never comprehend the formation mark of the cemetery, this place is the closest to the light, but also the darkest.

There are countless people who have tried it and stepped into the inner mausoleum.

And the end result is always the same, getting lost in the fog and finally leaving unconsciously.

But… at this moment, if there are a pair of eyes that can see through the fog and hover over the inner mausoleum, they will be very surprised.

Because… Chu Ling walked in a straight line.

A straight line leading to the entrance to the inner mausoleum.

Her each step is slow and firm.

And she… doesn’t really see anything.

You can only see the boundless darkness.

After a long time, she stopped, and the mist of the mountain slowly dissipated… There was a tightly closed mountain gate in front of her, and in front of the mountain gate, lay a ragged man. , blood-stained skinny silhouette.

Chu Ling’s expression was a little unbearable.

She squatted down and held the other’s hands that were only dry bones.

Then she saw that under the cat mask, there were a pair of gentle and powerful eyes.

In the world of [Deep Sea], it is not impossible to pass through the layers of fog and reach the inner mausoleum… Even if the probability is only one in ten million, as long as you try enough opportunities , you must be able to find the “one”.

It’s just that she knows it well.

I am able to get here, not because I am the “One” who successfully reached the destination after deduction.

It was because of the guidance of Master Chino.

The golden thread of Divination Technique has already spread at that end, waiting for itself.

Perhaps…

Master Qianye had long foreseen this scene.

This is a “destined” encounter.

Under the blood-stained mask, the tomb-keeper’s very soft voice of emotion sounded.

“You are…my Disciple?”

She is weak like a handful of flocks of grass, which will fall apart when the wind blows, and countless golden threads of divination wrap around her body, It spreads out slowly, spreads, and wraps around the last Qingzhong mountain tomb, delaying the overflow of the “Great Cold” as much as possible.

Because it was too cold, most of the tomb guardian’s body was covered with hard ice slag and debris.

But she still laughed.

“You look…so good-looking.”

This doesn’t sound like something a dying person should say.

When people are at the end of their lives, they often talk about regrets and have good memories.

But the mausoleum guard didn’t look at the past, she just stared hard at Chu Ling in front of her, at the moment, now.

She said with a smile: “Before dying, it is a very good and lucky thing to be able to meet a Disciple like you.”

She looked at Chu Ling When the Divination Technique was used.

Actually a year ago, when she promised Gu Shen to accept the second name Disciple, Qianye used the Divination Technique… but she didn’t see anything, and the time after a year was like It was shrouded in dark clouds, and there was no light at all.

But this moment is different.

She looked at Chu Ling and saw the surging golden light.

This is hope.

The transcendent Originium was output from Chu Ling’s fingertips. She did not hesitate to give her this power from Gu Shen, and carefully injected it into Master Qianye’s body…Unfortunately, this broken His body has long since become mutilated, tattered, and irreparable in the repeated struggles with fate.

Even without the changes in the cemetery today.

The lifespan of Master Chino will not be left for too long.

She cut off her own flesh and blood, put it on the scale, as feed, in exchange for future farsightedness… and the final result must be to burn herself out.

Her life is destined to be a short-lived youth.

Now, it has come to the moment of “withering”.

“Don’t try to save me.”

Master Chino shook the head, “You should save them…”

She looked at the inner mausoleum Beyond the distance, the distance is the snow field covered by the great cold, the distance is covered with frost, the distance is those nameless trekkers, the priests of the cemetery, the distance…is the living beings of Nagano.

Chu Ling took a breath.

These source substances, injected into Master Qianye’s body, have no effect at all.

She is not a god.

It cannot carry such power.

Even if it can carry it, it’s useless…because at this moment, this body has become a leaked net full of holes, how much is injected, how much is leaked, Qianye’s lifespan, energy, soul, only left The fate of overflowing little by little.

The dim golden light condensed in front of Chu Ling.

Master Chino’s spirit strength is not much.

She laughed: “These… are the remaining formation marks of the Qingzhong cemetery… In this regard, the most talented person I have ever met is Gu Shen. When he is in a very peaceful state, he can In one day, 20 seats of comprehend cultivation.”

Just now… Gu Shen’s speed was even faster than she said!

This is a formation mark innate talent that is almost beyond the reach of the world.

It’s just that the mausoleum guardian has a vague hunch.

The woman in front of her would be more “genius” than Gu Shen in matters like comprehend formation mark.

These dim golden lights and formation marks hover in front of Chu Ling.

Without the comprehend’s formation mark, there are a hundred seats left.

Chu Ling is not like a normal person… Click on one of the formation diagrams and proceed directly to comprehend.

She just sat in front of the mountain, silently scrutinizing the formation mark diagrams in front of the suspension, just watching silently, as if there were more things to think about than the comprehend formation mark…

She took ten seconds.

In these ten seconds, her eyes flashed one after another from the formation mark in front of her.

And then, she shot.

Like a normal person reading, she opened one of the formation mark diagrams and placed it in front of her… This is considered “opening the book”, but instead of turning the page, she chose Reached out and removed the Second Volume.

Again… open book.

Next, Third Volume.

This movement is getting faster and faster, like flowing water… Until the twenty formation mark diagrams, densely packed fills the void in front of her, she stops and closes the giant gate by sitting on the mountain tomb The former mausoleum guardian, seeing this scene, the expression under the mask of the flower cat couldn’t help but become confused.

She didn’t expect that this would be the way Chu Ling comprehend formation mark…

Could it be… mark, put together a comprehend?

biting cold wind blew past the mountain mausoleum, blowing the red ancient sacrificial clothes, but the woman kneeling in front of the mausoleum stone looked calm, like the well water on the top of the shrine, without the slightest turbulence.

She started “reading” just like that.

Twenty pieces of golden formation mark diagrams are dismantled almost in no particular order. The huge computing power in this brief moment is linked with the thinking of the “human brain”, giving birth to an unprecedented the power of.

With the help of [Deep Sea], human beings will always have delays… These delays, in the eyes of human beings, are nothing.

However, 【Deep Sea】with 【Deep Sea】, there will be no delay.

This is the difference between zero and one.

It was like pulling the trigger and igniting the firing pin… The [source code] girl who was supposed to be curled up in the carriage now came to Human World, and her essence, Divine Sea, was burning wildly.

These twenty pages of golden formation mark diagrams began to advance at an unimaginable speed.

The tomb-keeper stared blankly at this scene.

She can feel…the spiritual picture scrolls of these twenty formation marks are being dismantled “simultaneously”, what kind of “Divine Vestige” is this?

One person reads twenty books at the same time.

She not only read at the same time, but turned the next page at the same time…or more precisely, every page.

It’s just that a large number of extraordinary source substances are burned and evaporated in the process of “thinking”.

The consumption of energy is always equivalent.

Chu Ling is like a huge melting pot, and every second she falls in this world has to pay a huge price.

That’s fair.

The guardian of the mausoleum silently looked at the god girl in red sacrificial clothes flying in the wind, and in just a few dozen breaths, the dismantling of twenty formation marks was completed.

At this moment, she understood why, a year ago, she used Divination Technique and couldn’t see the “face” of this existence.

Chu Ling’s body, although there is no fire.

But from such a thing, it is enough to judge.

She…is a different kind of “god”.

One hundred formation marks, transcenders with vulgar talent, it takes a year to comprehend diligently every day and night to master them.

In front of Chu Ling, there are “five groups”.

Each set is the same action…

Even the time spent is not much different.

The strong wind stopped, and the red sacrificial clothes settled down. Chu Ling let out a long breath. She is no longer a [source code], not a machine, thinking so intensively… …and of course feel tired.

This very subtle action made Master Qianye feel some peace of mind.

The girl in front of her still retains “humanity” after all.

If Chu Ling doesn’t even need to breathe that little “breath”…that’s the real terrifying thing.

But, she soon recovered.

“teacher.”

After comprehend the remaining 100 formation marks in the cemetery, Chu Ling looked back into the distance and said sincerely: “I not only want to save them, but also I want to save you.”

The mausoleum guard was stunned.

She still didn’t understand what Chu Ling meant.

“I thought…comprehend all the formation marks in the cemetery would be very difficult.”

Chu Ling lowered her eyes slightly and said softly: “Look now, to me It doesn’t seem to be too difficult.”

More than that, it’s not too difficult?

Almost…like drinking water.

“Gu Shen left the inner mausoleum and went to the disaster area.” Chu Ling raised his head: “If I can grasp all the formation marks of the mausoleum, maybe… the next situation will change. It’s better.”

Until this moment, the mausoleum guardian slowly recovered from his astonishment.

She whispered laughed.

This is a laughter of emotion, but also a laughter of joy.

It turned out that…the thing I was most worried about was actually a false cloud. These hundred formation marks that Gu Shen did not have to comprehend did not become the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“If you can, then take everything away.”

The mausoleum guardian supported his stump body with his bare bones and sat slowly. From then on, she leaned in front of the stone gate, her voice hoarse but smiling, “I will teach you everything… Not just these formation marks in the cemetery. ”

The cold wind was blowing.

Golden threads were flying.

A thread after thread of divination golden thread, like rain threads, fell on Chu Ling’s shoulders.

She looked at the cat mask with some surprise.

In Master Qianye’s eyes, it seemed to reflect an empty and huge familiar wilderness.

There are flowing clouds there.

There are ancient trees.

And there are papers flying in the sky, ancient scroll, blueprint.

Golden thread little by little It became dim.

And the red sacrificial dress gradually became brighter.

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(PS: 1 I am stuck today, and I have been notified in the group that there will be a late change. Those who have joined the group can add it. 2. This chapter is really difficult to write, and it took a long time to revise it. The quality is satisfactory, but the next chapter will be more difficult to write, so the tentative update time is before 12 noon tomorrow, and the number of words will be more.)

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