Chapter 125 Unspeakable

In the immeasurable balance, a hundred ghosts parade.

Streams of dark shadows coiled behind Old Man Gu Qilin.

The latter remained indifferent.

"The ominous can lead to 'mental breakdown', and the best way to suppress it is a powerful breathing technique."

"The Five Great Families each have their own cultivation methods… and the Gu Family's breathing technique is the strongest!"

Gu Qilin said in a deep voice, "Jingzhe Scroll and Guyu Scroll are divine objects sought after by countless transcendents… Because of Gu Changzhi, the famous 'Breath of Spring' was born. But in fact, before him, the Gu Family's breathing technique was already mature enough."

Gu Shen felt a familiar breath aura lingering within this immeasurable balance domain.

The old man's mental strength was incredibly profound and stable.

Upon closer inspection, any dark shadow that dared to approach would be scorched and shattered. The old man himself was like a giant sun.

Within this sun… was a complex mental aura.

It resembled the Breath of Spring, but was not entirely similar!

It was more ancient and enduring.

"Gu Changzhi's initial breathing technique was personally taught by me. Later, he became a Divine Seat and pioneered his own path, which led to the so-called Eight Scrolls of Breath, Four Seasons Wilderness…" Gu Qilin smiled faintly.

He turned his head to look at the wandering ghostly murals behind him, and said softly, "Compared to him, the 'ominous' that surrounds me is nothing."

Gu Shen couldn't imagine it.

The ominous presence behind the old man was already so terrifying…

What would Gu Changzhi be like?

"I tried to activate the Zhao Xian, and the Immeasurable Balance was instantly filled with billions of ominous presences. It was a true hell, and mortals would be swallowed and沦陷 in an instant. Refining the Fire Seed, the 'God' who carries the fate of humanity, will gain thousands of times more divine power and thousands of times more suffering." Gu Qilin said calmly, "After becoming a 'Divine Seat', Changzhi constantly created breathing techniques to suppress the ominous behind him."

Gu Shen suddenly thought of something.

He murmured, "Then the Divine Seat's current slumber…"

"No one knows what happened in Qingzhong, but it may be related to the ominous."

The old man said, "The Eight Scrolls of Breath are incomplete. He saw me once before he fell asleep… He said he was one step away. The Eight Scrolls of Breath were not perfect enough. There was still one last scroll missing… Dahan."

Dahan? (Great Cold)

Starting from Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects), all things revive.

The four seasons, that is, the cycle of all living beings, from birth to silence.

Thinking carefully, the order of the Eight Scrolls of Breath, when combined, leads from life to death… and Dahan is the end of the four seasons, and also the end of life.

"Alright… tell me," Gu Qilin asked, "What did you see in that tomb?"

Gu Shen recounted his encounter.

He did not hide most of the events here.

The cause and effect of the battle with the Evening Bell Church.

The relics in the tomb, the iron armor, the jade finger ring, and… the battle with the remnant thoughts of the Storm Divine Seat!

Regarding the "Lantern of Sorrow", Gu Shen chose to keep it a secret because it was related to Shenci Mountain.

After listening, the old man looked at Gu Shen with a meaningful expression.

This kid had secrets.

Finding this snowfield and infiltrating the underground base of the Southern Continent Church was not something that could be done casually… Where did Gu Shen get the information?

"I won't ask about the things you didn't say."

The old man stood in the light of the Immeasurable Balance, slowly stood up, and said, "Although I don't know how you managed to kill the seventh-level transcendent possessed by divine power, this matter is over. Don't worry about 'Storm'. The two Divine Seats of the Source Tower dare not attack the Eastern Continent… He won't be an exception either."

"The reason why the Eastern Continent has been able to maintain such peace over the years… is because of the final comprehension of the breathing technique, the scroll called 'Dahan'. Even the Divine Seats of the Outer Continent cannot know whether Gu Changzhi has truly寂灭 or is in a state of 'false 寂灭' during his comprehension."

So… there are so many conspiracies surrounding the Eastern Continent, surrounding Nagano.

There's always a way to test whether it's true or false 寂灭.

"Actually, I wasn't worried about 'Storm'."

Gu Shen smiled wryly and said, "Because that wisp of remnant thought of the Storm Divine Seat… will not return to the Southern Continent."

The old man was stunned.

"They're all here." Gu Shen took out the jade finger ring, looked at the old man's blank expression, and repeated, "The residual mental power of the Storm Divine Seat was captured by the jade finger ring."

"???"

The old man looked surprised.

This jade finger ring… captured the spirit of the Divine Seat?

He took the finger ring that Gu Shen handed over, and tentatively probed it with his own mental power… The finger ring was surrounded by storms, as if a dragon was trapped inside, frantically trying to break out, but the finger ring seemed to have become the most solid cage in the world.

It really trapped the spirit of the Divine Seat!

Inconceivable!

And looking at the way this wisp of spirit was struggling frantically… it seemed that the finger ring was going to digest it?

The old man's expression was complicated.

"This thing is beyond my comprehension."

Even the well-informed Old Man Gu had never encountered such a weird thing. He said frankly, "This finger ring can probably absorb most of the mental power."

Gu Shen knew that the old man's words were still cautious.

It can even absorb the spirit of the Storm Divine Seat.

Then is there any mental power in this world that this finger ring cannot absorb?

It's just that Gu Shen hasn't figured out what it can be used for.

"Also…"

Gu Shen took out the "iron armor" that had returned to its original shape, and said, "This is the extremely strong iron armor I mentioned earlier. It's also a burial object in the coffin."

He threw out the iron armor.

In the Immeasurable Balance domain, a strong wind suddenly rose.

The old man punched out.

The iron armor was hit with a roar and crashed into the distant snow mountain, carving a giant pit several meters deep in the stone wall… After the snow and smoke dissipated, the iron armor was unscathed, which also silenced the old man.

This punch contained sixty years of strength, let alone iron armor.

Even an A-level sealed object could be blown away with one punch!

Gu Shen raised his hand, and the iron armor slowly flew back: "I said… it's very strong."

The old man looked at his fist: "It is indeed very strong."

"I want to know… whose tomb is this?"

"None of these burial objects are ordinary!"

Gu Shen sighed and asked seriously, "And just a side-profile backtracking can cause people to be infected with the 'ominous' karma… What is the identity of the tomb owner?"

"Judging from the age of these objects, this is at least a hundred years old."

The old man shook his head and said, "The Gu family will investigate carefully… As soon as there are results, I will notify you immediately. However, these objects, the ancient objects in the coffin, the Gu family may take away for investigation."

"However…"

He thought for a while, and then said softly, "This iron armor, and this finger ring… you can keep them for yourself."

……

……

Setting off to return to Nagano.

Gu Shen sat on the plane, closing his eyes to rest.

His mental power slowly fell, and then came to the carriage of Zero Zero One.

"I heard all of the conversation just now."

Chu Ling had been keeping silent before. She didn't dare to speak until Gu Shen took the initiative to come to the spiritual world. Her voice was a little worried: "Are you… feeling okay now?"

"I don't feel any discomfort."

Gu Shen frowned and said, "Listening to the old man's tone, the ominous doesn't seem that terrible. Many people are infected with the ominous."

"In the [Deep Sea] database, this is called 'risk of loss of control'…"

Chu Ling sighed softly, "When a transcendent's spirit gradually becomes incompatible with the body, there is the so-called 'risk of loss of control'. The greater the risk, the higher the probability of loss of control. This is also the meaning of the birth of the [Deep Sea Zone]. Conducting transcendent trials in the deep sea zone can greatly reduce the probability of being infected with the ominous."

Gu Shen was thoughtful.

Indeed.

Meditating and cultivating alone in a spiritual link does have a very small chance of being infected with the "ominous."

That makes sense. Before the birth of the [Deep Sea], so many transcendents cultivated by relying on exploration and inheritance, and wild ways that came out of life-and-death struggles.

In this case, it may increase the risk of "mental breakdown"!

So… a powerful breathing technique is needed to suppress the disordered spirit!

He suddenly understood the explicit regulations of the Three Schools.

It's not that transcendents can't cultivate two scrolls of breathing techniques… but that the new generation of transcendents who meditate and cultivate in the [Deep Sea Zone] maintain a relative coordination between their spirit and body. They are not infected with the so-called ominous, and they don't have such a high risk of loss of control. Practicing the second scroll of breathing techniques will instead lead to the coordination and balance being broken.

Of course, there is also the reason that the second scroll of breathing techniques is too difficult to practice.

When the spirit grows up and reaches a higher level… the risk of loss of control will also increase. And at that time, most people will also have the spiritual conditions to practice the second scroll of breathing techniques.

Thinking of this, Gu Shen vaguely had new ideas.

"If 'ominous' leads to 'risk of loss of control'…"

He murmured, "Then is 'ominous' a kind of spiritual power?"

Chu Ling was stunned. She didn't understand what Gu Shen meant.

In the domain of Immeasurable Balance.

Gu Shen saw a wisp of shadow existing in his shadow.

Compared with the old man, that wisp of shadow was nothing… but accumulating little by little, it might become a "ghost mural" in the future. These ominous spiritual powers may rush up and devour themselves when they are meditating, breaking through, or weak!

This should be what those "out-of-control" people have encountered!

And if the ominous is also a kind of spiritual power, then can the jade finger ring…吞噬 it?

Gu Shen really wanted to try the power of the jade finger ring immediately.

However, after his state recovered and improved, the feeling of ominousness disappeared completely. It was really like a wisp of shadow, hiding in the shade when the sun was strong.

"It's a little regrettable… This strange power doesn't always appear."

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes and murmured, "It seems to be waiting for the next opportunity…"

But that's fine.

Forget about it this time.

With the jade finger ring, if the "ominous" spiritual power attacks him again next time, Gu Shen can just try to launch a counterattack!

……

……

After landing, Gu Shen did not stop and immediately took the "Lantern of Sorrow" back to Shenci Mountain.

Before leaving, he had a hunch.

Chu Ling's "Snowfield Dream" must have something to do with Shenci Mountain!

Today, there was only Li Qingci alone on the top of the mountain.

Li Qingci was taking care of the flower garden. When she saw Gu Shen, a look of joy appeared on her pale face.

However, her eyes quickly changed.

She saw white bandages wrapped under the adjudicator's windbreaker, faintly seeping blood.

"Mr. Gu… are you injured?"

"I had a fight. The other side was injured more seriously than me." Gu Shen lightly brushed it aside and took out the bronze figure lamp: "But… I successfully got the thing."

"Lantern of Sorrow!"

As Li's family's protector, Li Qingci had been unable to sleep or eat these days… She had been waiting for Gu Shen's return and waiting for the news of this [Bronze Figure Lamp].

"So… the dream's prayer guidance is true?"

Li Qingci couldn't believe it.

"Whether it's true or false… we'll know once we try it."

Gu Shen was also a little nervous.

He didn't know… whether this bronze figure lamp, placed in the corner of the ancient shrine house, would merge with the spirit of the lamp.

After all, those were just guesses before.

The two came to the ancient house and looked at each other.

Gu Shen handed the "Lantern of Sorrow" to Li Qingci. Li Qingci held the lamp with both hands and slowly came to the corner where the Lantern of Sorrow's candlelight was. She held her breath and put the lamp down.

Then… it was waiting.

A long wait.

The devastating scene of the earth shaking on Shenci Mountain that Li Qingci had dreamed of did not appear. This might be a fortunate thing.

However, the bad thing was… the entire top of Shenci Mountain was very quiet.

Even the sound of the wind blowing through the wooden house window frames could be heard.

Li Qingci was a little dazed.

She looked at the [Bronze Figure Lamp], at the ray of candlelight that happened to be lit on the lamp… She was confused and at a loss. Was this lamp wrong?

Why… is there no movement at all?

Or… do you have to collect all four lamps?

She turned her head to look at Gu Shen, her soft voice full of incomprehension: "Mr. Gu…"

This voice was interrupted by a crisp "drip" sound.

Even Li Qingci herself was startled.

She lowered her head… and saw a drop of moist teardrop, hitting the wooden board of the ancient shrine house. The tears soaked through the wood and slowly spread.

And this tear came from…

Herself.

Li Qingci stretched out her palm, and her dry, slender fingers touched her cheek. She felt a piece of moisture.

Gu Shen used the Ruler of Truth to conjure a bronze mirror and present it to the other party.

Li Qingci saw herself at this moment in the mirror.

She didn't feel sad, but her face was already full of tears.

"We didn't make a mistake." Gu Shen said softly, "This is the 'Lantern of Sorrow'…"

Li Qingci looked at the crying pale face in the mirror, couldn't help laughing, and then murmured, "But… is it okay to just put it on?"

Why isn't there any other reaction?

"Actually, there's a voice… but you may not be able to hear it."

Gu Shen sighed softly and put away the mirror.

"…A voice?"

Li Qingci was stunned.

She was sure that she hadn't heard even a bit of sound from beginning to end.

Gu Shen lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly: "It's the voice in my mind… Maybe that's what you've been waiting for for a long time… the sacred fetus, or… the goddess."

Li Qingci's beautiful eyes widened, full of surprise.

The moment the Lantern of Sorrow returned to its place.

He heard a very soft call.

That voice said two words.

【Gu Shen.】

It was Chu Ling, calling his name.

Gu Shen knew that Shenci Mountain, this wonderful realm, completely isolated the spiritual link between himself and Chu Ling. From the first step he took into the mountain realm, he couldn't hear Chu Ling's voice… And from the moment the Lantern of Sorrow returned to its place.

The shielding of the spiritual link no longer seemed so strict.

Gu Shen left the ancient house and came to the open space on the top of the mountain. He raised his head, his eyes pierced through the thousands of miles of dark clouds of Shenci Mountain, and looked towards the sky above this huge wonderful realm.

He tried to find the source of this voice, but Shenci Mountain was too big, and the wind was too strong. The black flowers swayed in the wind, rippling out a desolate and beautiful scene of collapse and destruction.

In the fragmented link, Chu Ling's voice rippled out again.

"Well…"

Gu Shen came to the well in the ancient shrine house.

He slowly lowered his head.

For thousands of years, Shenci Mountain had withered, and the order had collapsed, but the small house on the top of the mountain had not decayed, and this small well… had never dried up.

Logically speaking, all vitality here had been extinguished.

Living beings had died in silence.

A hundred years of darkness.

There would be no sunrise, no moonlight… so even if someone had built a well many years ago, it should be abandoned now, and even moss would not be able to grow in this environment.

But… there was water in this well.

And it was exceptionally clear.

Gu Shen could see his reflection in the water at a glance.

And the next moment, the reflection in the water seemed to become blurred.

The clear and visible well water began to become chaotic and profound, as if there was another world that had not been revealed under the water surface.

The voice in his mind also became clearer at this moment.

"Gu Shen… I saw a well…"

The girl sitting in Zero Zero One, looked a little dazed.

She held the ancient scroll, and looked at her hands with some helplessness.

The space seemed to be no longer stable.

Her hands sometimes condensed, and sometimes staggered into countless broken codes.

The world in front of her also became chaotic. The carriage was lengthened, and countless free codes and countless broken logics floated in the air, as if someone had broken a mirror, and one world became thousands of split worlds.

[Source code] could browse thousands of pictures in an instant, and could read millions of different images.

And as the broken mirror slowly repaired.

All the data in front of her seemed to disappear.

All consciousness… was connected to a single "port".

Chu Ling raised her head.

What was in front of her was not the stable ceiling of the carriage.

But… a long and deep well.

She was under the well.

Gu Shen was on the well.

There was a thin layer of water between the two.

Two worlds, the world of spirit and matter… seemed to be connected for a short time at this moment.

Chu Ling's voice was dazed and unbelievable: "I seem… to see you."

Gu Shen's voice sounded in her ears.

"Then reach out your hand."

Chu Ling slowly stretched out her hand.

Gu Shen on the well.

Also stretched out his hand.