In the sea of knowledge of merchant Yang Changfu, Shangguan Jin's divine thoughts and the transparent Gu worm launched a fierce confrontation.

The Divine Mind Sword shuttled quickly.

Transparent Gu worms dodge in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it's a thousand turns.

And Yang Changfu's soul trembled on the side.

As a weak and helpless mortal, when the two bigwigs fought in his body, he could only stand aside silently, not daring to say anything at all, let alone intervene.

Shangguan Hibiscus has completely gained the upper hand.

Her Divine Thoughts Sword was already enveloped in a thunderous momentum, and she was about to launch the final blow on the Gu worm.

The aura of the transparent Gu worm had become extremely weak, and it seemed that it would soon dissipate completely.

However, at this moment, something changed happened.

Shangguan Jin's expression suddenly froze on his face.

As a silver light flashed, the dying Gu worm suddenly began to rise rapidly, and its size increased dramatically—from a grasshopper that could be killed with a wave of his hand, to a thick and long centipede.

It is black all over, with a pair of stubby antennae and hundreds of body segments, each with a pair of legs, and it looks hideous and terrifying.

"Damn it." Shangguan Jian secretly scolded in his heart.

She knew that it was the people behind the scenes.

Although she didn't know the identity of that person yet, the terrifying strength displayed by the other party at the level of divine soul was enough to make her heart palpitate.

Before she could fully recover her senses, the centipede's first pair of hooked feet began to secrete a steady stream of transparent venom, flooding the entire space of consciousness.

Shangguan Jin's thoughts paused for a moment.

Immediately, a feeling of despair welled up from the depths of her heart, like a spring, almost engulfing her soul.

She appears to have become a drowning person, floating in the water under the ice.

Someone walked on the ice.

She was powerless to pound the ice, but no one noticed her.

And on her feet, as if tied to a heavy iron chain, dragged her down, dragging her into the endless abyss.

At this moment, Shangguan Jian had already understood that the centipede's venom, like her Divine Mind Sword, was also the embodiment of some kind of spiritual spell.

It can arouse the negative emotions of the opponent, so that it can quickly spread and grow until the opponent completely sinks into despair - after all, the soul in despair is often the most vulnerable.

She used her willpower to try to fight it.

However, many memories that were once buried deep in her heart still inevitably surfaced in her mind-

She remembered that when her mother was dying, she stroked her cheek and whispered to her, "Hibiscus, you need to walk the road by yourself." ”

She remembered that when she was a child working in an inn, she accidentally broke a ceramic teapot, and the boiling water splashed on her hands, scalding one small blister after another, which made her cry in pain; But the innkeeper didn't notice her painful expression at all, just looked at his teapot in distress, then picked up a broom, and scolded her while beating her fiercely: "Clumsy dead fat pig! ”

She remembered the Lantern Festival when she first joined the Exorcism Division as a small official, and made an appointment with her colleagues to go to the Luo River to see the lanterns; She used the money she had saved up for a few months to buy incense powder, rouge and Jin Buyao, wanting to dress herself up like girls of the same age. However, when her companions saw her, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, saying that she looked like a "thick man with grease and powder" and "an ugly woman on the stage".

She remembered that after being a warden for two years, she finally waited for an opportunity for promotion - she thought that by virtue of her merits and cultivation, she would be able to pass the assessment and become a Jiupin official, but unexpectedly, a "distant relative of a thousand households" appeared halfway through, taking away her opportunity.

……

A few years later, the head of the division said to her earnestly: "The jade scriptures are pondered into many instruments, and the sword is drawn and buried in the sky." It is the suffering you have experienced in the past that has made you who you are today. ”

Shangguan Jian had a polite smile on his face, thanking the head of the department for his teachings. She knew that the head of the department was right—if it weren't for these painful experiences, she would never be as desperate as she is today, trying her best to become stronger and more perfect.

She thought she had already taken these things lightly.

But now, the "Heart Gu" has quietly awakened her unbearable memories, making her mind sink into the whirlpool of negative emotions.

She bowed her head and remained silent.

Only two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, ran down her cheeks, and fell on the hem of her clothes.

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Gu Xu noticed the change in her expression.

With his divine perception that was far beyond that of ordinary people, he also clearly noticed that the spiritual power of merchant Yang Changfu was rapidly rising, becoming even more powerful than that of a low-level monk.

Of course, he knew that this power was by no means Yang Changfu's own power, but from the people behind the scenes who controlled the "Heart Gu".

The man was far more powerful than he could have imagined.

Even Shangguan Jin, who behaves unfathomably on weekdays, is losing in this battle of spirits, sinking in negative emotions and unable to extricate himself.

Gu Xu frowned slightly, and looked at Shi Xiaohan beside him: "Xiaohan, Shangguan Daoyou may have encountered some trouble during the battle, I need to help her." If, after seventy breaths, I can't get out of the battle of the divine consciousness like her, please rush back to the Exorcism Division Yamen immediately and tell the Lord of the Divine Consciousness about this. ”

Shi Xiaohan let out a "hmm" and nodded seriously.

The spiritual battle was too mysterious for her. She hadn't cultivated this aspect of the method, so naturally she couldn't get involved in it.

All she could do was not to add to the chaos.

And contribute as much as possible within your ability.

- Of course, even if it is a tip-off, she may not be able to help.

Because Luo Sishou has mastered the technique of heavenly deduction, he can always pay attention to Gu Xu's life.

Gu Xu made such an instruction, in fact, just to ensure that nothing went wrong.

The Kongxuansan people had left a deep psychological shadow on him.

He was afraid that the enemy who was hiding in the shadows also had the magic to shield the heavens.

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In the next second, with the spiritual spell "Eclipse", Gu Xu's eyes turned deep black.

His mind also drifted into Yang Changfu's consciousness world, and he saw the huge and hideous centipede, saw Shangguan Jin's divine thought sword, and saw Yang Changfu's trembling soul on the side.

The "venom" of centipedes permeates this space.

As soon as Gu Xu's divine thoughts came in, they were inevitably submerged in it.

Painful memories are quietly awakened.

He remembered that when he first crossed into this world and found that he would never see his parents and friends again, he was overwhelmed by feelings of fear, loneliness and sadness.

He remembered that when he obtained the talent of "Thin Life Genius", his face was smiling lightly, and he secretly cursed God thousands of times in his heart.

He remembered that he was next to the black altar on Yi Mountain, and was forced to learn the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique" by the Kongxuansan people, Shi Xiaohan stepped forward angrily with a big knife, but he was powerless to fall in front of the Kongxuansan people. He could do nothing - with silent anger, he stepped onto the bridge.

If Shangguan Jin's negative emotions are mainly derived from the shadow of childhood, from the words of others, and from the loneliness of no one to take care of him.

Then Gu Xu's negative emotions mainly come from the powerlessness of fate controlled by others.

As the white-haired boy on the bridge said, "Your life is too depressing, too aggrieved."

He hated the feeling.

"Thank you." He smiled and whispered to the man behind the scenes, who was hiding somewhere.

He is now climbing the "Homesick Ridge", and he just needs to experience all kinds of emotions and sharpen his Dao heart with the help of mortal dust.

The other party happened to awaken the anger buried in his heart at this time and gave him a big gift.

His pupils turned indigo.

The intensity of the "eclipse" is no longer enough to defeat the opponent.

What he needed was a vast and boundless night sky.

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Exegesis:

(1) "The jade scriptures are pondered into many instruments, and the sword is drawn and buried. ——Five Dynasties, Wang Dingbao, "Tang Jiayan, Ci'en Temple Inscription Tour Appreciation and Miscellaneous Notes";