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Chapter 149 Great Cold(2/2)

She is still just an ordinary person.

But ordinary people will inevitably die.

"Everything in this cemetery...is frozen, it is the power of fire." Qianye said softly: "Whether it is the [deep sea], spiritual link...or other means, there is no way to connect with the outside world.

This is an independent world, and it is about to usher in its final closure."

Gu Shen was startled.

"The final... closure?"

"I have never seen such huge spiritual power in my life..." Qianye lowered his eyebrows and said slowly: "Within the mountain mausoleum, the power of the Dionysus Seat has been completely suppressed. This spiritual power is constantly overflowing. What will happen next?

It will carry the extraordinary source and spread to the entire cemetery. At that time, the Qing Tomb will become a 'super large wonderland'."

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

Mr. Zhou Wei, as well as the entire federation's top officials, have evaluated the internal situation of Qingzhong... Many people believe that the cemetery has now become a wonderful place.

But it's not.

At least the path Gu Shen took since entering the mausoleum did not sense the essence of the wonderful realm, but was a bit desolate and desolate.

And think about it carefully.

This smell... seems a bit familiar.

I have comprehended the "Breath of Spring" myself, and felt the rebirth of all things resurrected in spring in the four-season wilderness.

But before I began to comprehend the Jingzhe Scroll... the whole world was silent and desolate.

The feeling is somewhat similar to the previous cemetery.

"You should know... Gu Changzhi created an unprecedented powerful breathing method."

Qianye has been waiting for twenty years.

Until now, the fire has revived.

Qianye still hadn't seen Gu Changzhi...but that didn't stop her from having a faint smile appear on her lips when she mentioned the name.

"The Waking of Insects, Grain Rain, Ear Grain, Great Heat, White Dew, Frostfall, Light Snow..."

Her voice was very slow and she read word by word.

Of these breathing methods, Gu Shen has actually only heard the first two.

Jingzhe and Guyu are collectively called "Breath of Spring".

The latter part is not difficult to guess.

Each two solar terms, combined, correspond to a whole volume of breathing techniques.

The intense heat of Ear Grain is called "summer", and the white dew and frost are called "autumn". It is only the last "winter", and only a single "light snow" appears.

"He once said to me that there is still one last step left for perfect breathing."

Qianye murmured: "The last volume of 'Winter's Breath' symbolizes the end of the mortal world from life to death. He has reached the last stage of creation and has fallen into a bottleneck..."

"Big Cold."

After the light snow comes the big cold!

The vast golden light within the gap of the stone door seemed to be coated with a layer of silver.

Gu Shen noticed that Master Qianye's robe began to form fine ice scum.

Her voice trembled slightly, and she said with a smile: "If you guessed it correctly...his deep sleep these years is the final stage of understanding the 'Great Cold'..."

Separated by a stone door.

Gu Shen could already feel the icy chill.

He held Master Qianye's palm, and ice slag also appeared.

Having said this, Gu Shen can roughly guess what will happen next... If there are no accidents, Mr. Gu Changzhi's spiritual power will sweep across the entire cemetery, and once this super-large wonderland is formed, it means that this place will be destroyed.

Pulled into the dreamland of "Big Cold".

This is the last volume in the Four Seasons Breathing Method.

It is also a volume that symbolizes "destruction" and "withering"!

And he also vaguely guessed... why the Bacchus Seat has been silent in the inner mausoleum.

If you say.

The moment the fire barrier opens.

Dionysus is the first person to welcome the "explosion".

Then...there is no doubt that he is also the one who bears all of Gu Changzhi's "Great Cold" spiritual power.

"Dionysus is taking back his spirit... to fight against the 'Great Cold' in the inner tomb."

Qianye's body was still pulling away from the golden thread.

She has been using divination to divine what will happen next... Those taboo things involving the "Throne of God" cannot be seen through divination. No matter how much you pay, you can only see a fog.

So she set her sights on the cemetery.

"Based on the current situation, maybe the array pattern can be restarted in a few moments...but...now I...can no longer control the formation."

The tomb guard slowly raised his head and looked meaningfully into Gu Shen's eyes.

Gu Shen understood what she meant.

He is unable to send a message to the outside world, which means...next, extraordinary beings from the three major houses and five major families in Nagano will flood into the cemetery...and at that time, they will face the "super large cold disaster" that has taken shape.

This is almost a disaster that humans cannot resist.

Gu Shen had seen the scenes coming out of the Piyue City Fortress... The super-large disaster realm finally opened a portal, and almost all the extraordinary people who entered it were killed.

If the "Great Cold Disaster Situation" in Qingzhong takes shape, it will not be limited to this.

The scariest thing is.

The survivors who entered the disaster in Piyue City Fortress woke up and thought about everything they had experienced... The frightening thing about that disaster was that it would not directly kill the extraordinary, but would kill them forever.

Trapped.

Without that door, no one can leave.

The mental and physical strength of the extraordinary person will be worn away bit by bit... and in the end, he will be tortured to death by the boundless wind and snow.

There are extraordinary people who lose control, and there are also extraordinary people who choose to commit suicide.

"These are the remaining formation drawings... and my ideas for disassembly..."

Circles of golden threads rotated and flew past Gu Shen.

"I know...it's hard..."

Master Qianye smiled softly and said: "But you still need to enter the previous state of mind again. Time is running out... The more formation patterns you can understand, the more you can master the clear tomb. In the 'Big Cold'

When disaster strikes, you will become the new tomb keeper."

After saying this, Qianye let out a long breath.

This is like some kind of "last words".

It's more like... the completion of a kind of inheritance.

The expression behind the tabby cat mask is a bit self-deprecating, but also a bit regretful.

It has been guarding the Qing Tomb for twenty years.

She originally thought... that she was cold-hearted and ruthless. She stayed in Qingzhong not because she cared about Nagano, but because she cared about Gu Changzhi.

But now it seems that is not the case.

She didn't want Qingzhong to lose its peace, and she didn't want the innocent people in Nagano to wither in the cemetery. Besides Gu Changzhi, she had other things she was reluctant to leave and cared about.

"What are you talking about..."

Gu Shen took a deep breath.

He looked at Master Qianye and said angrily: "It looks like everyone is going to die here. You haven't met Mr. Gu Changzhi yet, and I haven't met my wife yet... How can we die?!"

The person guarding the tomb was stunned.

The next moment.

Gu Shen stopped speaking. His mental power slowly restrained itself, and the blazing fire narrowed into a small vertical pupil, swaying back and forth.

He was immersed in the pattern drawings displayed by the circles of golden lines.

This is Master Chino's "lifelong secret".

Gu Shen, on the other hand, returned to the state of mind of a "spectator" who wanted something but could not get it.

No.

I am in the garden and the sky is about to collapse. I am the backbone. How can I be a spectator again?
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