These four bronze lanterns have their own emotions.

"Then...I saw a figure standing outside the ancient house..."

Li Qingci rubbed the center of her brows and said painfully: "That seems to be the divine fetus...'He' was standing by the well, just wrapped in a mass of mist. I finally got my wish and saw the existence of 'him', but what information could I even get?

I didn’t get any, it was just a standing human-shaped mist. When I woke up again, I became what I am now.”

Did you wake up and find out it was all just a dream?

This is indeed a nightmare, but the trembling copper lamp is a dream, and the chaos of the Temple Mountain is also a dream?

"No, it's not like we've found nothing." Gu Shen comforted him in a calm voice: "At least you can be sure... that the divine fetus exists."

Li Qingci covered her head and hissed: "Mr. Gu, I don't understand...why I wasn't charged for this 'prayer'? Is this a reminder of some kind of gift?"

Gu Shen silently came to the corner of the ancient house.

Same as last time.

He forced himself to "stare" at the bronze lamp in the corner, watching the faceless man roll up his sleeves and bow to him... Staring for tens of seconds, the resisting thoughts in his heart became deeper and deeper.

The blazing fire between Gu Shen's brows was stimulated and flew out on its own.

"Rumble--"

There was even an obvious burning sound inside the ancient house.

"Did you...see anything?"

Li Qingci held her breath and did not dare to disturb her. After a minute, Gu Shen looked away and she spoke cautiously.

"I feel...there's something strange."

Gu Shen closed his eyes, the fire between his brows still lingering.

Because he stared at the [Bronze Man Lamp], two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes...

Gu Shen asked slowly: "Miss Celadon, protector of the past generations, will you clean the ancient house of the temple?"

Li Qingci was startled, "Of course..."

Gu Shen asked again: "So, where are these four bronze lanterns?"

Li Qingci shook her head and said: "The rules left by our ancestors, these four lamps are the things that stabilize the mountain."

The Bronze Man Lamp is the most precious sealed object of the temple. It has a powerful "deterrence and distance" artistic conception, which makes people want to look away after looking at it twice!

So in these years, no guardian would touch the lamp at all.

If you are not careful, the temple will collapse, and no one will take this risk to play with this ancient artifact.

But all these years... not even a trace of dust has fallen from this bronze lamp.

It's really too clean.

A very ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Gu Shen's mind.

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

"!!!"

Li Qingci's eyes shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to stop her.

But Gu Shen's attack speed was very fast. The moment he raised his hand, the magical realm in the ancient house burst out with the idea of ​​"stopping". After the blazing fire enveloped his eyebrows, Gu Shen forcibly resisted this idea and blocked it.

His palms were pressed against the wall of the wooden house in the corner.

The flame did not go out.

The old house is still quiet.

Li Qingci looked shocked as she watched one of the four bronze lamps... being completely penetrated by Gu Shen's palm.

The palm passed through the lamp, the bronze man's sleeves, and his clothes.

It also passed through the faint burning flame.

"this……"

"How...how is this possible?!"

For so many years, the guardians have served the "shrine" and these four bronze lamps with great caution and without daring to show any slights.

But this lamp turned out to be just...a shadow?

Is it fake?!

As the protector of the Li family, Li Qingci could not accept this truth.

Gu Shen, who put his hand through the bronze lamp and touched the wooden wall with his palm, burst into tears.

The tears I shed earlier were because the lights were too dazzling.

And the tears she shed at this moment... were due to an unstoppable "sadness" welling up deep in Gu Shen's heart. It was an emotion that directly affected the spiritual level, surging like the ocean.

He took out his palm and sat on the floor of the ancient house. With tears streaming down his face, he silently looked at his palm. After taking away the bronze lamp, the turbulent emotions slowly dissipated.

Four bronze lamps.

Symbolizes... joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

The one just now should be mourning.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and touched the second bronze lamp...it was still a shadow.

Gu Shen couldn't help but touch the second lamp.

His body began to tremble, and his chest seemed to be burning with rage.

Gu Shen quickly pulled out his hand and recited the word "control anger" dozens of times in his mind. Then he looked at the lamps in the other two corners...and at the same time looked at Li Qingci and asked: "If you don't mind, what are the remaining I should try the next two..."

Li Qingci looked complicated.

In fact, she already had an answer in her heart.

If you pick two at random, and the result is like this... then the remaining two are probably also fake.

After so many years, hasn't there been a protector who discovered... that the bronze lantern placed on the Shenci Mountain, which is considered a top-level sealed object, is actually just a virtual projection!

Seeing that Li Qingci had no objection, Gu Shen reached out and touched the third lamp. His eyebrows were raised and he said in a light voice: "This lamp... is happiness."

On the other side, Li Qingci also gave it a try.

She turned her back to Gu Shen, forced against the thought of "rejection", stretched out her hand through the copper lamp, and touched the wall of the wooden house. She suddenly paused and retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted.

The fourth light... is also a shadow.

Gu Shen was a little surprised by Li Qingci's reaction.

Joy, anger, sorrow and joy... This fourth lamp should be "joy", but Gu Shen doesn't quite understand. If they are four identical emotions, how to distinguish between joy and joy?

The slender jade fingers were electrocuted and returned.

Li Qingci stared at her bare hands and said softly: "Happiness, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, and desire are all seven that cannot be learned...The 'joy' contained in this fourth lamp is actually 'desire' ' and 'love'."

Gu Shen was startled.

The fourth light... lust and love?

No wonder Li Qingci's reaction to shrinking her hands was so intense after being touched. The emotions in these four lamps were so strong that once they came into contact with the phantom, they couldn't help but resonate in their hearts.

After taking two deep breaths.

Li Qingci regained her composure.

She slowly turned around and looked at Gu Shen, with sadness in her voice: "Mr. Gu... are these... all fake..."

Over the years, only four lights and shadows have been placed in the shrine.

This... is really a joke.

"No."

Gu Shen shook his head, squinted his eyes, looked at the four lights again, and murmured: "I don't think they are fake. On the contrary... I think they are real."

Li Qingci was a little puzzled.

"The fires that lit these four lamps are all normal fires... If the lamps did not exist, or could not carry the flames, or could not support the ancient house, then the guardians of the past generations would have discovered the clues long ago." Gu Shen said slowly: "But their functions are normal. In other words, even if there are only shadows left, they still condense a complete 'small wonderland', allowing the temple to stand among the black flowers for hundreds of years."

"The reason why I have doubts...is because of the emotions you mentioned."

"Every practitioner, no matter how powerful he is, must ensure the coordination and unity of spirit and matter... This is something that even the 'God Throne' cannot avoid."

Li Qingci nodded slowly while listening.

"Wait a minute!"

She suddenly realized something and murmured: "... Could it be that these four lights are pure... spirits?"

Gu Shen smiled happily: "Yes. These four lamps should be pure 'spirit'."

carries matter.

Yet it transcends matter.
To be continued...