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The painter did not interfere with him. Let him find it in the piles and papers.

In the beginning, it was all landscape paintings, from landscapes to planets, to the universe, to black holes, solar supernova explosions.

There's everything.

After that, the further down the range, the smaller the range.

After Lin Xin flipped through more than a dozen paintings, he finally found a so-called human-headed snake body painting from the bottom few paintings.

It is said to be a painting, but in fact it is just a white drawing, a sketch with only black and white lines.

He held the painting in his hand, and the scroll was not even framed, just a simple piece of drawing paper.

Then, Lin Xin didn't do anything, just waited quietly.

He had a hunch that the woman would come to him again, and she would.

Standing quietly in the windmill and waiting, Lin Xin began to devour the air around him, and the gas density here was far greater than any place he had ever seen.

Even denser than the rocks of the Great Universe.

"Wait!!" Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Lin Xin's mind.

"Is it possible, I'm in a terrible mass of matter right now. It's just that the lighter things in matter are air gases in my eyes.

The heavier, denser ones, are dirt, grass, and windmills in my eyes. ”

Lin Xin's heart was shocked.

"Even further speculation is that I may now be inside a huge, incomparably black hole star. For outsiders and ordinary people, what they see is a terrifying planet with a density so high that it becomes a black hole.

In my eyes, my own density has also reached an extremely high level, so relative to me, the matter on this planet is actually divided into turbidity density. ”

This is a bit difficult to understand.

But Lin Xin almost instantly came to the point that could confirm this.

That is, the black mud he devoured before was denser than he had swallowed several planets.

He swallowed a small cloud of black mud the size of his palm just now, and in the great universe, he swallowed several giant planets.

"Interesting. ”

A hint of interest appeared on Lin Xin's face.

"If that's the case, then the existence that doesn't reach this entry density, once you step into it, the body density may be thinner than the air here. It must have turned out to be the same situation as the woman before.

The body becomes translucent and looms. ”

"And more beings, maybe they don't even have the qualifications to see this place, in their field of vision, there is no difference between the density and the size of the turbidity here, and some, all of them are extremely terrifying and unimaginably huge compressed bodies of matter. In their eyes, the matter here is the same, that is, an entity that cannot be penetrated by the line of sight. ”

It's like no one can find the outline of any other color in the dark.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin connected with the characteristics of the abyss, and immediately knew it.

The Gate of the Abyss is located at the end of matter, and this is really one of the layers at the bottom of the abyss.

It is also normal for this to occur.

He waited patiently.

Time passes slowly.

Finally, when the thousandth heartbeat was about to pass, the woman reappeared.

"You helped me find the painting!?"

The woman looked excited.

At a glance, she saw the scribbled sketch of the human head snake body that Lin Xinxin was holding.

"Tell me, the way to accomplish the original. ”

Lin Xin said lightly.

The woman gave him a deep look.

"If it were you, maybe you could.... I've never seen anyone come in here and remain physical.

Here, the only person who could keep it tangible before was the painter. ”

"Didn't I keep coming in the same way last time?"

Lin Xin was surprised.

"Last time you were also a virtual body. The woman shook her head.

Lin Xin frowned slightly and did not continue to ask.

He glanced at the colored thread on his wrist, and there was still a tenth left.

"I'm running out of time, you'd better hurry. ”

"Good!"

The woman nodded, and officially began to explain.

"While I'm still sober, since you've come here, you must have met a certain basic condition to be able to touch the primordial.

And here, it is the most basic entrance or key to enter the primordial realm. ”

"What should I do?"

Lin Xin asked in a deep voice.

"In the past, you traded your most precious things to the painter as a reward, and he would help you draw your core eternal picture in exchange. ”

The woman's tone trembled slightly when she said this.

"The eternal picture scroll is the most likely eternal and unchanging part of your body, the most solid part of your body that will not be worn away by time.

It can be your physical body, it can be your feelings, it can be your will, it can be your carefully refined magic weapon, or your soul. Even a lot of intangibles, feelings, emotions, love and hate...."

"To put it simply, I need to find something in me that can be called eternal and unchanging, and have it drawn by the artist?

Lin Xin briefly summarized.

"You can understand it that way. ”

"What if what I thought was eternal and unchanging didn't actually work out that?"

Lin Xin continued to ask.

"Then you will lose your most precious thing, forever. The woman replied in a deep voice.

Lin Xin's heart froze, and he suddenly remembered the Divine Ancestor when he was in the Black Universe.

The woman who lost half of her front body forever.

"What am I going to do?"

He asked seriously.

"Just walk over there and say your request. Then say what you think you can be eternal.

After that, it's all up to the artist. ”

The woman said lightly.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Lin Xin naturally couldn't believe her.

"There's no need for me to lie to you. You can do all of this and give me my paintings. ”

The woman's mood had obviously stabilized at this time.

"Good. ”

Lin Xin nodded, looked at his wrist, and lost a little time.

He knew there was no room for delay, so he walked slowly forward.

Walk behind the artist, about a few meters away, and stop.

"Do you want to leave your own traces on the eternal painting wall?" a male voice that seemed to suppress his panic and fear sounded in Lin Xin's ears.

"Can you step into the beginning?" Lin Xin asked rhetorically.

"If you can leave a mark, you can. ”

The voice replied.

"Who are you?"

"I'm an artist. ”

In front of Lin Xin, the painter's original action of painting also slowly stopped.

"Your most precious thing.... Be... Huh?"

The painter was stunned. After a moment's pause, he continued.

"Okay, let's begin, what is the place where you think you are eternal, the touch that belongs to your eternal existence?

Give it to me and I'll paint it on the wall of eternity. If successful, you will be eligible to enter the primordial level. ”

"Where I think I am eternal and unchanging..."Lin Xin closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He never thought about it.

Yes.

The primordials, who were able to ignore and easily leapfrog the manipulation of time, must have a place that is not affected by time as the core.

Time passes slowly.

Lin Xin had been silent, he was thinking.

Everything in him is derived from attribute abilities.

The cultivation on his body is also cultivated little by little.

These things are all growing and becoming stronger with the accumulation of time. It will also regress over time and become weaker.

So, what is it that has really remained the same, and has not changed over time?

He kept asking himself.

Strength?

No, it's not.

Cultivation?

Neither is it.

Knowledge?

Not even more.

Maybe it's something special intangible.

Lin Xin's brows furrowed.

The painter didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, but just stopped quietly, waiting for his answer.

He is not really a life, he is not so much a life as a switch.

It's like a lock hanging on the outside of a box.

He didn't have much right to think, the only thing he could do was draw and ask anyone who came here.

But the person I saw before, the person who made him feel interesting, the essence of his soul, would actually be like that.

This made the artist feel a sense of novelty like never before.

Time is ticking.

I don't know how long it took.

Lin Xin finally opened his eyes.

"If there is something in me that is not affected by time. His eyes gradually brightened, revealing a hint of absolute coldness and sanity.

"That's what it should be, I don't want to die!"

"Are you afraid of dying..."

The painter understood what Lin Xin meant.

"So to speak. After Lin Xin said this, the whole person seemed to be a little more relaxed.

He stared intently at the back of the painter in front of him.

Whew....

The painter picked up the pen and began to draw on a blank sheet of paper with great speed.

He started with black and white sketches.

It was a slender person, a person Lin Xin was extremely familiar with.

In an instant, he reacted, it was him, his body in this life.

The painter is very fast, from the head, to the feet, and then to fill in the details, even the fingerprints are delicately described.

Soon a black-and-white sketch was made.

At the moment when the scroll finished sketching.

Rumble!!

Lin Xin suddenly felt a darkness around him.

Endless colic pain, instantly surging out from all parts of the body.

Then there is the feeling of humiliation.

And then there is suffocation ....

And then the sting.....

Disgusting...... And so on and so forth...

A variety of negative feelings that have reached the extreme poured into Lin Xin's mind in the same way.

He had never had such an experience, it was like struggling desperately in a secluded mansion.

Maybe the experience at the beginning is still far worse than now.

'Forget it when you're dead...'

A thought suddenly crossed his mind.

If you die, you will be completely liberated. ’

"No ....."

This kind of pain will continue until your soul breaks down, and if you don't choose to release it, you will never be able to get rid of it.

The painter is just lying to you.....'

"No ....."

Lin Xin muttered in a low voice.

Countless kinds of painful and uncomfortable negative perceptions began to circulate in his body.

He stood still, motionless.

And the woman in the white dress guarding the door also looked at him nervously with a hint of expectation at this time.

"No one wants to die. The woman knew in her heart.

"But there are more things than death, more trials, more hardships, that are more unbearable.

For example, the eternal peace brought by death at this time is what they pursue and yearn for. ”

A lot of people think they never want to die.

But you really have to encounter extreme pain, extreme humiliation, extreme oppression, etc....

Too many suicidal lives have revealed the choices of countless people.

When living in this world, there is only pain left. Death is ultimate liberation.