The Old Gods Are Whispering

   That's right, Gu Jianlin finally came to his senses.

  If the unicorn mask can be given for the second time, it can theoretically be given for the third time.

  The story recorded in the Shenxu is indeed true, but what it describes is not the awakening of the last Supreme, but a sacrifice that God Youying tried to complete his original achievement. The so-called sacrifice is definitely not the prince of that ancient country, but the black **** who is really going to be sacrificed!

   That is the woman who was almost burned at the stake!

   "In the beginning, I also thought that the person chosen by the gods was me."

The man walked along the steps of the pyramid, his body was clearly illusory, but he made real footsteps: "In the era I lived in, golden blood had already flowed on the earth, and some people's spirits were polluted and became what you said The Fallen. Sometimes there will be terrible visions, the golden fire of the gods will spew out of the sky, and there will be terrible earthquakes from time to time, bringing volcanic eruptions and tsunamis of destruction."

"Compared to today's Earth, our civilization is not so developed, and our ideology is not advanced, and the consciousness of theocracy occupies the mainstream. The monarchy is granted by God, and our country is founded on religion. The translation into modern Chinese is... Guxia Kingdom. I He is the youngest and most knowledgeable scholar in Gu Xia, who has studied history and mysticism since childhood, discovered the secrets of alchemy through astrology, and devoted himself to exploring the mysteries of the universe."

"Looking at the entire ancient Xia country, I am the smartest person. The more in-depth my research, the more I can feel a sense of exquisite design. Qing or Chi should have told you that this world is carefully designed Okay. Our parents were seriously ill, and my sister and brothers left one after another in search of a way out. The throne fell to my brother, who didn’t like my research, and thought I was wasting my time, and even went crazy.”

"However, as the emperor, my brother is not the kind of king who strives hard. He believes in religion and theology more. Even if the country is riddled with holes, he still insists on holding grand living sacrifices and continuing to squeeze the labor force. Because my brother firmly believes that the great Gods of God will eventually be moved by us and bestow the supreme gift."

  The former Supreme was strolling in his own world, but he could easily cross a distance of nearly a hundred kilometers.

  Gu Jianlin is now at the sanctuary level, and if he doesn't use the supernatural speed of the ghost-slaying path, he won't even be able to catch up.

   "That's the reflection of Venerable Qiongqi. He doesn't care about life and death in your world at all. All he wants is the coming of God Youying? I remember you called him the original running dog, isn't that the reason?"

  He said softly: "This is all designed."

"But I didn't know all this at the beginning, but I felt the fetal movement of this planet. I often have hallucinations in my dreams and can hear helpless calls. If the parent star of Qilin is also a large-scale testing ground, then But I am the experimental subject that got out of control. Just like there will be many experimental subjects that are out of control on the earth, such as the earliest Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Qin Huang, Han Wu... to Taihua and Qingchi, and you."

Feeling the wind in the desolate world, the man said indifferently: "For my country, for my people, I followed the voice in my dream and traveled far away. It was a thrilling journey, and it was also the most exciting and unforgettable journey in my life. A memory. We trek across mountains and rivers, across wilderness, over mountains and across seas.”

  Gu Jianlin nodded slightly: "It does sound magnificent."

The man walked through the wide Shinto, and finally stopped in front of a sun-like floating palace, and said softly: "When we left, there were thirteen people in the team, and I was the only one who finally reached the axis. The so-called axis is that voice The source of the world is where the core of that planet is.”

  Compared to the pyramid-like tomb, this place is already close to the center of the world.

  He climbed the stairs of nothingness and pushed open the door of the palace.

   "The so-called world axis turned out to be a deserted island isolated on the sea. The island seems to be uninhabited, but there are splendid traces of civilization. Everything that can exist in the ancient Xia country can be found there."

  With the opening of the gate, countless rays of sunlight pour in, illuminating the darkness.

   "Including this palace."

  There was a trace of nostalgia in the man's eyes: "I met her here."

  Gu Jianlin turned against the light and saw the woman sleeping like a lotus flower at the end of the palace.

Time no longer flows in the quiet sunshine. The girl in the black dress sleeps quietly in the golden coffin. Even wearing a golden unicorn mask, she can still feel the mysterious and ethereal beauty. Her bare skin is as delicate as petals. , the mellow and rich flavor of spices permeates the air, leaving the world alone.

  The wind chimes hanging in the palace swayed, playing a weeping melody.

  The man walked through the white curtain and came to the coffin without any words or actions.

   Sadness spread like a tide, flooding every corner of the palace.

  Gu Jianlin is also the Venerable Qilin, so he can naturally feel the rhythm of that girl's life. It is a strange state between life and death, and the circulation of life and death has reached a perfect balance.

  She doesn't die, but she doesn't wake up either, like an old mural.

   was left at the end of the world.

"As a person chosen by this planet, she can perceive everything that happens in the world, so there are those buildings on the island, including this palace built for herself. Because this planet was manipulated by the original, as the ultimate She felt threatened in her life, and by chance, she was not born beside her family."

The man stared at the sleeping girl, and said softly: "This is her protection for herself. She is the most qualified to be the supreme person. She named herself Lian. In our era, the most noble person Often single words. Like my name in human times was... Hope."

  Gu Jianlin tried to profile, but what he felt was endless sadness.

   Sadness was like a tidal wave, almost suffocating him.

  “At first I didn’t understand why there was a girl here, but I thought I had found the ultimate in the world, and if I found her, I would be able to find the answers to everything. But she…was surprised by my appearance.”

  The man stretched out his hand, and lightly brushed the girl's golden mask with his fingertips.

"Why?"

  Gu Jianlin raised his eyes, confused.

   "Well, because I was the one who replaced her and was born next to the Supreme Reflections."

The man hummed: "This is her little trick, so in the story you saw, I was the one who was sacrificed instead of her. Besides her, I am the most talented person on this planet .Under the premise that no one knows her existence, I am a natural sacrifice to complete the sacrifice to the original."

Gu Jianlin knew it in his heart: "No wonder you can hear her voice and come in front of her. This should be out of her plan. If it's for self-protection, the best way is to erase your memory. let you go."

"indeed."

  The man closed his eyes and paused every word: "It's a pity that her heart softened."

  Such a simple sentence has already been concluded by the whole story.

  Even God, when he is still awake, is just a child who is afraid of being alone.

  Lian lived on this deserted island for an unknown number of years before she finally found such a person.

  Rationality tells her to stay away, but sensibility keeps her close.

   Maybe out of curiosity.

   Perhaps out of kindness.

   It could also be a fear of being alone.

  Lian and Wang became the most familiar strangers in the world, imprisoned on a deserted island, knowing and loving each other.

  Until…the world falls apart.

  The dome of this ancient palace is an immortal mural that has gone through hundreds of millions of years. What is described in the painting is a scene of destruction.

   That's the wrath of the gods.

   Gu Jianlin could already guess the rest of the story.

  Lian and Wang finally left the deserted island and embarked on a journey back to their homeland with a mission. They didn't know who the enemy they were going to face was, but they clearly realized that it was a great existence that was almost impossible to fight against.

  Of course, what they have to fight against is the religious belief of that ancient country for thousands of years.

  The corrupt imperial power, and the supreme theocracy.

  Knowing that they can't do it, but they have to do it.

   Otherwise, the world will be completely destroyed.

  Lian talked about the future she saw, trying to enlighten the wisdom of the people, awaken the people enslaved by theocracy, and jointly fight against the anger of the gods, but in the end it was not tolerated by the secular beliefs, and became a heretic or a witch in the world.

   Wang returned to his country and generously shared his research results, but after all it was difficult to resist the power of the imperial power and angered the aging false emperor. He had no choice but to accept his fate and become a sacrifice to the gods.

   "Did you have no strength at that time?"

  Gu Jianlin felt that his chest was clogged with mud, and there was an inexplicable pressure.

   "Yes, but very limited."

  The man replied indifferently: "Including her, because of the original influence, she couldn't really awaken at all. Even if she tried her best, she could only manifest a very small part of the power of life and death, and she used it to redeem those...sinners."

  Gu Jianlin closed his eyes, imagining the girl named Lian walking among disasters, holding her dress and bending down, cutting her own wrist, and feeding her blood to those dying people.

   "Precisely because of her kindness, her power to bring the dead back to life shocked my brother at the time."

The man said coldly: "My brother nominally wants to sacrifice me to the gods, but in fact he has found the real sacrifice. My brother pronounced her a heretic blasphemous and mobilized the most powerful forces in the country to punish her. Capital punishment. The real sacrifice is already being prepared in secret...and I am just a cover."

   Gu Jianlin said in a low voice: "No wonder that period of history is recorded like this. How did you escape later?"

  The man snorted.

   "I met Qing and Chi."

I see.

  Gu Jianlin once heard from his grandmother that Qing and Chi's temperaments changed drastically after returning from the deep space of the universe.

   It turned out that they had returned to the era of Venerable Qilin.

   "When Qing and Chi came to that world, they even forgot who they were."

  The man said blankly: "But they were our fellow travelers and loved her as much as I do."

  Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

   "With the help of Qing and Chi, we have been promoted to the ninth-level demigod domain, killing all directions."

The man raised his eyes, and the dark pupils seemed to be able to reflect the annihilated past: "I can't remember how many people I killed, that imperial city was almost wiped out by us. I rescued her and fled to the world At that time, Qing and Chi’s memories gradually awakened, telling us the existence of the aircraft. I didn’t know until later that according to the rules of the universe, they shouldn’t have recalled those things after they came to the past.”

  He paused: "Their brothers have also broken through the shackles of the rules."

  The man raised his hand, and broken wreckage appeared in the criss-crossing sunlight.

   That's the wreckage of the aircraft.

   "Just one step away."

  The man's voice was hoarse, but so calm: "It's only one step away."

  In the end, they still failed to board the aircraft from the future.

   Did not escape the cage called fate.

  A divine punishment of destruction fell and broke their wings.

   Their blood dripped on the barren land.

   "Before dying, the original Qilin Venerable woke up."

Gu Jianlin said softly: "It's just...even if the power of life and death that Qilin possesses, at least the soul or corpse needs to be preserved to resurrect a person. What's more, without the premise of eternal life fruit or eternal life bone, even if you can be resurrected , is nothing more than a walking dead, she has nothing to do."

  The man bent down and gently stroked the girl's golden mask.

   "So she bestowed that power on me."

He even smiled: "That was a bold attempt. Even if I was created by her to confuse the original puppet, I am not the person chosen by this planet after all. The power of the Supreme is a curse, and it is by no means a curse." Something that can be given to others. Yet at that moment, she surpassed the limits of the Ancient One."

  Gu Jianlin couldn't help being moved.

  He thought of many things.

   Besides, human beings can burst out with unreasonable power when their loved ones are dying.

   Not to mention the ancient supreme.

"I was supposed to be wiped out the moment I endured that power, but I just saw her disappear into the barren universe, disappearing into thin air. What a coincidence, at that moment... I also broke through my limit. The planet finally responded Overcoming my despair and anger, I felt the power of the planet melt into me."

The man seemed to be laughing, but also crying: "I saw the black unicorn roaring in the universe, I felt the power of life and death circulating in my body, I saw the distant past and the endless future, I have insight into the universe The deepest mystery. In the last moments of life and death, I kept her."

  He embraced the golden coffin, as if embracing the annihilated past in his arms.

   "Stayed by...my side."

  The answer is finally revealed.

   It's no wonder that people from the Qilin Mother Planet are called sinners.

   It is no wonder that the Qilin clan has been atoning for their sins throughout their lives, whether it is before or after death.

  The first awakening of Shenxu may be an attempt to revive the lotus.

  Why Venerable Qilin likes to look at the sea, because their first encounter was at sea.

   The third floor of the Kylin Asgard is not a tomb he built for himself.

   It is the place where Lian sleeps.

  The Qilin clan buried here are her funeral objects.

   Like an immortal army, guarding her peace.

   It is precisely because of this past that Venerable Qilin became a paradox that should not have existed. He broke through the shackles with sadness and anger, and the first thing he did when he broke out of the cage was to descend upon his protoss.

   He growled, He roared.

   Thoroughly tore apart the original conspiracy and lies.

  The Great God Youying finally died in His hands.

  The anger of the black unicorn will never be extinguished once it is ignited. His anger is destined to burn forever...

   Even to the end of time.

   "This is what you want to know the answer to."

  The man got up, turned around and stared at the young man in front of him, his golden pupils lit up suddenly: "You are my inheritor, and also her inheritor. This is our hatred with Yuanyuan, and you shouldn't be involved."

  At this moment, he doesn't look like the angry and crazy black supreme.

   It seems to have become the hope of hundreds of millions of years.

"No."

  Gu Jianlin was silent for a long time, and bowed deeply with his hands on his chest.

   "It's an honor for me to pass on this hatred..."

   After reading the comments for a long time, the origin of the ancient gods is something that was fixed at the beginning of the setting. I like a sentence in "Dragon Race" very much, God is also a child who came to this world in the first place.

  Besides, my settings and plots have never been the indescribable and compelling style of Kexi. If you can see the current ones, you should be able to see that I am writing in an emotionally driven way...