Oz, in the village of Desolate Lands.

"It's raining, it's raining!"

The ragged villagers screamed, worshipping the panting young man like gods.

The young man had short hair, stiff edges, and dark skin.

He stared at the torrential rain falling from the sky, and sat down in the dust on the ground, mud splashing on him.

"What are you doing so poorly, I have learned nothing from the movement of the Tempest Sonata. This rain consumes the moisture in the sky, and it can only last for a few hours, so hurry up and find something to store water. ”

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and immediately scattered, ran to the house, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and began to look for pots and pans.

The young man was the only one left in the open space that had just been bustling with activity.

“...... Hey, help me up. ”

The young man muttered under his breath and struggled to get up from the ground.

When he saw the complex and huge alchemy matrix around him, his expression twitched, and he felt distressed: it was enough to buy chanting consumables for such an entire village, and they were all consumed for this rain.

But seeing that these people seemed to be redeemed, he didn't know how to withdraw the money.

"Sure enough, as the teacher said, doing things at a loss is enjoyable for a while, but it can be painful for a lifetime. Borrowed money with great difficulty...... Why is it gone in the blink of an eye?"

He patted the mud off his body, and soon the mud dried up and fell off, and his clothes were as clean as new. The torrential rain fell on him, and it turned into a faint mist and disappeared without a trace.

"Fortunately, there is only half a day's road to Auschwitz, otherwise I am afraid that I would really have to go to ask for food. ”

He rummaged through his pockets bitterly, but they were empty, cleaner than his face.

Behind his back. There was the sound of horses' hooves trampling in the mud.

He looked behind him.

There, the young man Lerma, also stared at him.

The visitor looked like a Tianzhu man, with a large pile of swords strapped to the saddle beside him, and looked like a musician, and the cola master would not carry so many cumbersome weapons.

Looks like a weapons dealer. But there's always something different.

"Who are you?"

"Down?"

The young man smiled and held his turban: "Just think I'm a Tianzhu man who sells swords, what about you?"

"Shan Miao. ”

The man said seriously, "Everyone else calls me Hammer." You...... Are you here to challenge me, too, and we'll start when I get a break?"

Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment and shook his head vigorously: Just kidding, in this case, to challenge a resonant-level elite musician, and it is also the most restrained change faction...... Forget it, that's not how you ask for hardship.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan shaking his head, Shan Miao's expression became regretful:

"It's a pity. ”

"Huh?"

He glanced at Ye Qingxuan reluctantly: "Before leaving, the teacher told me that I would meet other musicians to challenge me. It's okay to get down, and you can take money and things......"

Wait, your logic is a bit hellish friend! Your teacher has a problem too! With such a simple and robust logic, are your factions all from bandits!

"This ......"

Ye Qingxuan struggled for a long time and said, "Actually, I have a question. ”

"Huh?"

"Why do you bother to rain if you need water?"

Ye Qingxuan asked seriously: "Wouldn't it be more convenient to directly find the right place to dig a well?"

“......”

Shan Miao stiffened and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

His eyes were stunned and admiring. There is also a hint of sudden enlightenment and enlightenment, but it is also a little enlightened. In short, it's like 'I didn't think of it!' in big letters.

"Is it okay?"

He patted his head and sighed, "I didn't even think of it!"

Friend, how lacking is the common sense of life? Ye Qingxuan couldn't vomit with a full stomach, so he could only hehe twice and brought it over......

Just as he was about to say something, the sky suddenly lit up. A huge thunderbolt swept through the sky. The original surging ether fluctuations reached their peak, and in this earth-shattering loud noise, inexplicable changes were revealed in an instant.

At that moment, the sound of crystal growth came.

It was as if there was something, lured by this wave. came into the world.

"No...... Right?"

When Shan Miao reacted, he looked at Ye Qingxuan blankly. Ye Qingxuan was also a little incredulous, and wiped his face: "Let's go and see first." ”

He turned his horse's head and galloped away in the direction from which the shredded sound had come.

Sanmiu's body rose into the air like a boulder, shrouded in several layers of air, and smashed straight in the direction from which the voice came.

In an instant, he fell from the sky and smashed a large hole in the ground. The landing position was not good, he stumbled, quickly got up, and pounced on the induction.

Immediately afterwards, the young man with electric light directly activated Ren Du's armor, rushed wildly, and landed beside him silently.

The two men stared at what was in front of them while holding their breath.

Long silence, silence...... The rain was splashed, drenching the two people into soup chickens.

Shan Miao took a deep breath and let out a long sigh:

"-It's worth it. ”-

In the pouring rain, the thick, icy rain turned the ground into a mud pool.

Ye Qingxuan and Shan Miao lay in this mud pond, looking at the things in front of them intently like fools. In front of them was a 'sunflower'.

It seems to grow out of nothingness, and the further down it goes, the thinner the texture of the rhizome becomes, until finally, there is no more substance.

The large pale yellow petals bloomed like sunlight.

In the darkness shrouded in dark clouds, it seemed to glow faintly, magnificently unsightly, but untouchable. The rain and wind passed through its body like phantoms, and it couldn't even shake it.

It's so small, but compared to it, the whole world is illusory.

Shan Miao looked at it for a long time, and asked with some disbelief: "This is really ......"

"Shadow Aoi, that's right. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, stretched out his hand, and brushed the 'sunflower', but his fingers passed through the air. It was as if it had penetrated the air, and nothing was touched. But in sight, it was indeed his own palm that collapsed into mist in front of the sunflower. It was reorganized after leaving.

It is it that should not exist here, but compared to it, everything else has become a phantom.

There is no justification for this.

That's right.

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "One of the four living creatures in the natural disaster, the most famous 'Shadow Kui'. ”-

For musicians, the classification and listing of natural disasters is definitely one of the compulsory courses.

Although the existence of some natural disasters is kept secret for some reason, most of the information about natural disasters is not hidden from musicians. Among them is 'Shadow Aoi'.

In fact, in terms of harmfulness to humans, Shadow Aoi was definitely thrown at the bottom of the list like the Star Ring. One of them is the river of ether that surrounds the sky, and the other is a mystery-like plant that grows on the ground. It has never had any effect on humans at all.

In addition to bringing a lot of talking points.

The essence of 'Shadow Flower' does not exist in the material realm. The gesture it appears at this moment is only a projection of its descent from the Aether. It's like the shadow of an object falling in the sun.

Unlike the Hundred Eyes, it has had no effect at all, except that it is like a plant. Never reacted to outside interference, and never interacted with anything else. Even other natural disasters are ignored.

Nothing can touch it.

According to human observations, there is no pattern in its appearance, it is purely a coincidence: as long as there is a certain probability of such sunflowers appearing in some places where the density of ether is too high and the music theory is disordered. Sunflowers appear quietly. Quietly opens, then quietly withers. Quietly disappear.

If it weren't for the fact that it reveals many of the characteristics of the plant, such as phototaxis and growth, it would have been classified as an unexplained 'phenomenal natural disaster' like the 'silver tide'.

"It's amazing. ”

Shan Miao looked at it blankly for a long time, and nodded contentedly: "Sure enough, as the teacher said, it keeps its distance from the outside world all the time." It seems that there is only a thin line between them. But no matter how close you get, the line will not disappear...... It doesn't want to have anything to do with at all. ”

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at Ying Kui in a daze, just a dull and perfunctory response, he didn't even know what Shan Miao said. Shan Miao seemed to have said a long sentence, but in the end, he found that Ye Qingxuan didn't listen at all.

This young man, who called himself Tianzhu, lay down in the muddy pond like a treasure. He just stared blankly at Shadow Aoi, his eyes were frenetic, and he muttered something to himself, exuding chaos and turbulence in the aether.

Seems to have been gained.

Sentiment?

Shan Miao was a little confused: why would anyone get insights from such things? It's so strange.

In fact, for most musicians, being able to witness Kagekui with their own eyes is definitely a trip in vain. But for most people, Shadow Aoi is just a rare spectacle. After all, not being able to interfere means not being able to study, not even being able to touch, and ignoring the appearance can be regarded as something that does not exist.

What is the value of something that doesn't exist?

Shan Miao thought for a long time, and then didn't bother Ye Qingxuan, and left quietly.

And Ye Qingxuan was still lying on the ground, looking at the sunflower in front of him intently, muttering something in a messy whisper, thinking intently.

In the silence, there was only the sound of rain.

In the long sound of rain, as the aether fluctuated, the shadow sunflower bloomed silently and slowly withered. One by one, the petals withered, fell off, withered and dissipated in the wind.

Flowers bloom, flowers thanks.

Ye Qingxuan watched in a daze as the shadow sunflower disappeared dimly, and the petals dissipated one after another, until finally, the shadow sunflower was already dimly unable to see the outline, and the last piece of golden petals that seemed to be real and illusory fell off, withered, withered, and drifted in the wind.

The ghost sent the gods, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, towards the flying petals, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand were closed.

At that moment, the fingers snapped.

It's like catching it.

Or maybe it didn't catch it.

The dreamlike petals dissipated.

But Ye Qingxuan still maintained his original posture, looking at his fingers sluggishly, as if the petals that didn't exist in the first place still existed here.

"I see......"

He whispered.

Rumble!

The roar erupted with a hum in his throat, and the rain that had fallen on him shook suddenly, reversed, and spread out like flames into the sky!

This is a fire made of water vapor.

In the rain like flames, the young man's eyes lit up: "I see...... This is the aether change, nature interference!"

That's the core ingredient of the Forbidden Faction!

For the Forbidden School, everything in this world is an aetheric appearance, so there is no difference in nature. Everything can be constructed through music theory, or it can be changed by interfering with nature.

Therefore, by changing the music theory, the flame can flow and the rain burn.

Shadow Aoi's existence, seemingly static, is only relative to the 'outside world'.

It maintains its independence by constantly changing its own nature, and stubbornly maintains a relative distance from the outside world, severing its connection with music theory.

It's like a line of moat.

I am on this side and you are on the other, looking at each other, but they cannot be crossed. In the whole process, what is carried out is the essence of 'nature interference'.

It was at the moment of sudden realization that the vague perception that had been obtained in the Naika Crystal Nest for several days, the confusion hidden in the deepest part of the heart, was connected by a complete clue.

Ye Qingxuan finally touched the core of the musician's seven questions - the true meaning hidden in the proposition of 'renunciating oneself'.

Since everything in the eyes of human beings is made of ether, then, Ye Qingxuan, does this include yourself?

And does this 'self' that you insist on also come from the ether?

He was deep in thought. (To be continued.) )