Chapter 9: The Shadow of the Realm

In the vastness, you can't tell the world, you can't measure the four hours, you can't taste the warmth and cold, and you can't touch the rain and wind.

And Ningxi sees the long-lost impermanence here.

Impermanence sat cross-legged on one leg, motionless as a rock, staring at a blooming lotus flower in front of him.

This pollen is white, has stems and no roots, and blooms on a "water surface" that is as quiet as a mirror and does not stir up ripples.

"It's going to be a mess out there because of your stupidity, and you're still in the mood for being here...... Flowers? Ning Si said with a slight sarcasm, but her tone and expression were much gentler than before. The current impermanence is something he doesn't dare to provoke, although his spiritual core has been shattered, but impermanence is still impermanence, he has already experienced a heavy blow in the outside world, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be in this critical boundary of "nothingness".

The words of the wind envoy seemed to float out of the line, not a word entered the ears of impermanence, he was still quiet, immobile as a stone statue.

Thabriel had expected impermanence to be unresponsive, and sighed softly.

"Don't say it, the way you look now is really a bit ...... Like the one on the west. Ning Silk said helplessly.

He bent down slightly, sat down beside impermanence with his knees crossed, and learned to stare at impermanence as he did with the lotus flower. After a short while, he got tired of it, and when he was about to speak, a few shadows suddenly flashed in the mirror-like pool, and Ning Si's attention was attracted.

The images in the waterhole begin to flash through the past of impermanence like a marquee, which is the perspective of impermanence. Ning Si found that no matter what impermanence had experienced in the past, there was no one in the picture, and every picture was very calm, even in the face of a storm or a huge wave crashing on the shore, impermanence was also calm, and his mind was not alarmed. It wasn't until the last few pictures that Ning Si felt the impermanence that seemed to become gentle, and at that time, the mountain god named Citrus Aurantium had already appeared in the picture, and from the eyes of the mountain god, Ning Si saw the gentle expression of impermanence after the ice melted away for thousands of years. In the later paintings, Filament experiences the pain of impermanence, and part of this pain is given by Filament.

The moment the picture came to an abrupt end, a face that Ning Silk had never seen before was frozen in the last gaze of Impermanence.

After the picture disappears, the waterhole still seems to be unable to stir up ripples. And impermanence has remained the same from beginning to end.

"I've known you for so long and so long before the orange wither, and I've accompanied you to look at the distant mountains, and I've also told you about the sights and stories of the gods, although I have an order, but I have never really done anything to you, and occasionally bullying you is also to do it for the above, but I didn't expect you to never look at me once." Nelsel laughed at herself.

"Impermanence...... Impermanence. Ning Silk muttered over and over again: "Are you okay to wake up?" Didn't you say you don't like to cause trouble to others? If you look outside, the outside will soon be in chaos because of you, you always say that sentient beings have nothing to do with you, but how can there be any existence in these six worlds that has nothing to do with people and things! The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and he leaned forward to touch Impermanence's body, but before he could touch the corner of Impermanence's clothes, he was blocked by something he couldn't see.

"You've closed yourself off to such an extent, so wouldn't you be able to hear what I'm saying now?" Filament was a little deflated.

Guiding impermanence out of the country is always the best way for Chen Hua to let Ning Si do, and it is always the best way for a person who has been traumatized to get out of his inner predicament, but Chen Hua also said that Ning Si will fail nine out of nine, because Ning Si's temperament is very unsuitable for guidance, but at the moment there is no other candidate, and the most suitable Citrus aurantium has been taken away.

"It's okay," Ning Silk took a deep breath, "not this time, and next time, I'll come in and see you when I'm free, and I'll tell you about the outside world, whether you want to hear it or not." ”

Silk stood up with her hands on her feet, and after taking a few steps, he looked back, and the impermanence of his back was the same as it had been at the beginning.

Woke up with unwillingness. Beside him, the dragon who had been kept in captivity for a period of time was lying beside him in stink. Ning Si quickly took away her hand on Long Zi's body, patted it in disgust, and then stood up and dusted off her clothes.

"Hey, wake up." Changing the gentle attitude in the dream, the silk returned to its previous appearance.

Long Fengxiao, who was kicked awake by Ningsi, opened his eyes in a daze, and he didn't recognize the Ningsi who turned him here before his eyes were focused.

"You are?" Long Fengxiao asked in a hoarse voice.

"Don't ask, you come with me in a while, I'll take you to wash up, change your clothes, and then we'll go to business." Filament is serious.

"Oh." Long Fengxiao, who had not yet sobered up in his mind, responded in a daze, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was swept away by the condensation again.