Siberia, Fire Eagle's Nest.
Inside the huge mountainside that is hundreds of meters vertical, there is no light, it is dark, like a closed ghost space, fluctuating with an unusual and strange atmosphere.
The 100,000 potholes are still neatly arranged at the bottom, but the silver liquid in the hole has been consumed completely, and the sword marks on the surrounding stone walls are criss-crossed, leaving a little breath.
After that battle, Gnostic people came to investigate, but found nothing, so they just sealed the entrance. This mountain stands quietly in the larch forest, with gusts of pine wind and heavy waves, no one can imagine what happened.
"call!"
"Boom!"
At the bottom of the mountain, which was originally quiet, a light wind suddenly blew, and the gravel rolled, making soft sounds in the darkness. Then without warning, without any aura fluctuations, a body lying flat suddenly appeared.
He closed his eyes, as if he was dead or alive.
Because he has no signs of life in his whole body, but he can't see the slightest breath of death, just like the wonderful boundary hovering between life and death.
After an unknown amount of time, the man began to breathe, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his body curled up like a sleeping baby in the mother's womb.
Then, the aura also recovered its fluctuations, and the sword seed was suspended above the sea of qi, and everything seemed to be as usual. Only in his profound orifice, a battle is still going on.
Consciousness made up of strands of thin threads, clumps together, hiding in the deepest part of the profound orifice. And another tyrannical force occupied most of the space. Since the Xuanmen was closed tightly, it could not escape. It had changed from rampant to smooth and smooth, floating above it like a cloud.
The time in the darkness passed extremely quickly, and I don't know how long it has passed.
Suddenly a tentacle protruded from that small group of consciousness, and it slowly stretched towards Yun Duo. As soon as it touched, Yun Duo began to tremble violently, showing a strong sense of repulsion.
The tentacle had no choice but to retract, and wandered around its edge, as if looking for the pheromone of the other party, so that they could blend together.
After thousands of trials, Yun Duo finally opened the gap, tentacles cautiously stretched in, and then stagnated inexplicably. It's like a newborn baby opening his eyes for the first time and being shocked beyond recognition by the bizarre world.
In this way, this small group of spiritual consciousness continued to probe into the clouds, collect the other party's information, and analyze the origin.
"rustle!"
"Boom!"
Another light wind blew by, and the gravel rolled down, just like when it appeared, this body also disappeared suddenly, and it was still dark.
…
"They just came to ask if Gu Yu is on the mountain?"
In the office in the capital, the old man was quite surprised after hearing the report, "So what if you're here, so what if you're not here?"
"They don't seem to have a specific purpose, they just want to confirm this fact. At that time, Jiang Xiaojin tried her best to stop him, and her attitude was extremely tough, saying that Mr. Gu was in retreat and could not see visitors. On weekdays, I have no doubts, but if I put it together with the visit from the four countries, It seems that there is no silver here."
"What was the result?"
"The result is, uh, Gu Yu went out a month ago, so he should not be on the mountain now."
"..."
The old man frowned tightly, then slammed the table suddenly, and got angry: "We don't even know about such an important matter. What do our intelligence officers do? Go check it out and give me the fastest information!"
A certain subordinate remained silent and took the order to leave.
The old man was still angry, and it took him a long time to regain his composure, and asked, "What do you think?"
"According to the analysis of Fenghuang Mountain's attitude, Mr. Gu has lost contact. It's more or less auspicious. Dongying, the universe and Yueguo probably know about this matter and use it as a target to probe. There must be an instigator behind it. It's hard for German to say, they He has always been law-abiding and neutral, maybe he went to visit sincerely. No matter what the situation is, we really can't think of a way to force Mr. Gu to this point. In the end, we can only boldly guess that this matter may have something to do with the Gnostics. "
"Gnostic?"
The old man was startled, and then he remembered the title. Some time ago, Lu Yuanqing from the Daoist Academy specially informed them, briefly talked about the situation of the Gnostics, and emphasized the threat of the organization.
However, there is very little information about them, and no country in the world knows about them. Only the extraordinary power in Europe is secretly tracking them down, so I don't pay much attention to them.
When it was mentioned at this moment, the old man was shocked: Gu Yu—missing—Gnostic.
MMP!
In an instant, the danger level of the Gnostics skyrocketed.
"Actually, I'm very surprised. Why didn't Phoenix Mountain tell us about such a big thing as Mr. Gu's disappearance?" An aide expressed puzzlement.
"Maybe you're afraid we'll make trouble?" Another shrugged.
"Childish! We are not stupid enough to provoke civil strife by ourselves, you underestimate us!" The old man was very upset.
"You have no idea, but you can't stop some people from having ideas..." the buddy muttered.
Tsk!
The old man stared, but could not refute.
Basically, the government is reassuring, but no matter what organization, there are such a group of blind and hard-headed guys who are holding back. As long as you see the other party's decline, it's like a grasshopper after autumn, jumping happily.
…
Dead Sea, ruins of the ancient city of Babajo.
Six men in black robes gathered in one place, apparently discussing matters. Four women and two men, with different temperaments, the only thing they have in common is a pair of silver pupils.
That high priest also has double silver pupils, that is to say, they are all masters of the same level - half-step human immortal peak second-level third-level Dzogchen.
"Anisha didn't waste an altar in vain. According to the news from Dongpu, that person went out a month ago, and it is very likely that he has not returned yet. Either he is dead, or he is hiding to heal his wounds. Either way, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. !"
"Yes, we should act immediately to collect the last soul power."
"Their territory is so large, and there are so many restricted areas, they can't take care of them at all. Even if they meet head-on, they will definitely not be our opponents."
"Asrat, don't underestimate the enemy! Xia Guo Dao Academy is still very powerful, but they have too few people, which is their weakness. We will personally lead the team this time, and immediately send orders to the parishes to sneak into the country and start operations. To collect souls Strength is the most important thing, don't provoke forces casually, if you can't avoid it, if you encounter any interference, kill!"
"By the way, I heard that Dong Ying's visit to Xia Guo was based on a celebration proposal as an excuse. How did Xia Guo react?"
"With their usual style, it is very likely to propose to the World Association. Let them do it, it is best to catch up with their carnival night, and we will give a big gift to all mankind!"
…
At the same time, on Phoenix Mountain.
A round of bright moon shone into Qingxinlu, as cold as frost, in the quiet courtyard, only one wooden house was still lit. Long Qiu and Xiao Jin sat in front of the table, and the few parchments were spread out on the table.
Xiao Jin took out a rhombus-shaped glass bottle, which contained a thick paste like cold oil—it was given by the German mage before he left.
She spread the cold oil evenly on the sheepskin roll, and in an instant, lines of writing appeared on it. The handwriting was scribbled and hard to understand, like an ancient language from a long time ago. Before the two of them could decipher it, they suddenly felt a strong impact coming from the scroll.
"snort!"
Long Qiu swept away with a flick of his sleeve, and was defeated with one blow. Immediately afterwards, the parchment spontaneously ignited without fire, and a spiritual magic gently appeared in their minds.
The two of them closed their eyes, as if they were watching a movie, scenes and scenes flashed with pictures and sounds, it was the origin of Gnosticism and the soul art system!