Outside of Time

Chapter 1143 It's him...

"Welcome to the fairy tale."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, sensing this world.

He didn't know the constitution of the Immortal Lord. Everything he had just said was based on speculation based on what he saw and heard now.

What is the truth...

"When I enter the Immortal City, I should have a chance to know."

Xu Qing pondered, buried all kinds of questions in his heart, and his perception fell on the mirror in front of him.

This mirror is very ordinary, without any luxury or unusualness, just like something randomly placed in an ordinary home.

And all the lines composed of black dots spread into this mirror forever.

The black dots kept moving in and disappeared.

As for the mirror itself, there was no shadow of Taoism, some...just a piece of white.

"Is this the exit of the first world?"

Xu Qing thought.

After observing carefully, he thought for a while and went straight to the mirror.

Instantly integrated and penetrated.

There was no obstacle, very smooth.

But...

When he successfully penetrated the mirror, Xu Qing's thoughts were in turmoil.

Because where he appeared, there were still countless black dots, and they still formed a long line.

He was still in this first-level world.

He did not leave.

And it seemed to have returned to the starting point.

Looking... the mirror was gone, only the long line was spreading in front.

The same was true in the back.

Xu Qing was silent, and in order to confirm the answer, he moved forward again.

Until he encountered those weird things again, saw the mirror again, penetrated again, felt the details, and finally... returned to the starting point.

This is a cycle.

In order to break this cycle, Xu Qing tried to change it, but to no avail.

He even chose to sink himself into the black dots in front of the mirror, become a black dot, and enter the mirror.

But he still returned to the starting point.

"The Aurora Immortal Lord must have the time and space constitution, and he belongs to the same way as me, but the way his time and space constitution is formed is different from mine."

Xu Qing pondered.

"I rely on the five elements to integrate time and space to push out time and space."

"And he took another path, which seemed to evolve from nothing to something, layer by layer."

"Then... maybe there is another way to let me leave here."

Xu Qing's thoughts fell on that long line.

"At this origin, become one of the many black dots that make up the long line, or in other words, be a real incarnation of the black dot, like a person outside the painting, walking into the painting.

Then, experience all this with the way of thinking of this world..."

"In this way, it becomes a cycle."

"In this way, it is a real experience, not a cursory visit."

"Although it is dangerous, you can give it a try!"

When Xu Qing thought of this, he weighed it in his heart and no longer hesitated. His thoughts sank from a higher level and merged into the only long line in this world, becoming one of the countless black dots that make up this line.

Became a part of this world.

In an instant, he had an unprecedented feeling.

The concept of up and down was deprived.

The concept of left and right was the same.

No longer exists.

Even soon, it was forgotten, as if the rights of up and down, left and right had never existed.

Only the pulling force from the front pulled his single destiny forward.

At the same time, after losing the concepts of up, down, left, and right, he naturally lost the meaning of height. At this time, Xu Qing also lost the "seeing" brought by the constitution.

He was "flat".

The black spot was also "flat".

So the thinking was even more "flat".

Therefore, he could not see.

Only the front and the back could be perceived by him faintly.

Compared with the previous feeling, this feeling was like being bound.

Now Xu Qing could only move forward under this traction.

Gradually, even thinking began to become scattered.

It seemed that even the ability of thinking was not allowed here.

So it had to be slowly erased and assimilated with the world.

But Xu Qing did not choose to resist.

He relaxed his mind, let everything happen, followed the trajectory of this world, and continued to move.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Time has long lost its meaning.

In this gradual dispersal of thoughts, in this traction movement, in this endless world, Xu Qing, who has transformed into one of the black spots, encountered the weirdness again at the level of this world.

But the order and feeling are different.

At this moment, relying on his weak perception of the front and back, he seems to have "seen" countless circles.

These circles are smaller than each other, and they surround each other, like fingerprints, but they have no beginning and no end, but they are everywhere, occupying all of Xu Qing's perception of the front and back at this moment.

This is the appearance of the other party that he felt after he descended.

He could not feel a more comprehensive appearance.

The difference in levels determines that the low-level people cannot see the true appearance of the high-level people.

Therefore, the existence of the high-level naturally makes people feel like the creator.

The shock and waves brought by it are like a storm, which can subvert everything, and even the sound it conveys has become the source of chaos and collapse.

"Run, run..."

As the voice descended, a sense of collapse emerged on the black dot of Xu Qing's incarnation, and also on all the black dots that passed by this bizarre place.

It was like walking in death.

So, some black spots were really shattered, but were filled with new black spots.

Xu Qing was lucky enough not to completely collapse.

Until the chaotic and collapsed sound slowly dissipated as it went away, he continued to move forward.

Then... he heard crying.

This time, he saw nothing.

Only the crying sound fell into Xu Qing's remaining thoughts.

In the crying, Xu Qing felt that he was going to melt.

But the strange thing was that there was no fear or regret. Emotions had disappeared unconsciously.

"It turns out that it was not luck, but sacrifice and offset."

Xu Qing thought weakly...

After many black spots dissipated in the crying, he continued to move forward.

Until he heard the sound of flowing water and frogs.

The moment this sound came, Xu Qing's cognition lost some again, as did his thoughts, and his existence was about to become confused.

In this way, he passed this section of the road and went further.

…

Xu Qing didn’t remember what happened after that. He vaguely felt that everything he had was exchanged for a smooth progress and became the price of moving forward.

Then came more and more powerlessness and fatigue.

But fortunately… gradually, even the concept of powerlessness and fatigue disappeared.

Until finally, he seemed to hear a voice.

“Good death, good death…”

This voice, with an irresistible force, invaded and took away his name.

Originally, the nameless him should continue to move forward.

Walked towards the mirror not far away.

Smoothly integrated and left this world.

But the power that took his name away violated the trajectory and came again forcibly.

It exuded an evil breath, turned into a stronger invasion, fell on him, and wanted to wipe him out…completely!

And also took away the weak thinking he had left now.

But at this critical moment, at the moment when the nameless him was about to completely dissipate…

An old sigh echoed in his time and space.

"The herb of Night Corpse Morning Glory..."

"Kid, you answer."

The appearance of this voice fluctuated time, affected space, and gathered into a storm of time and space, roaring in Xu Qing's mind.

And gave him a name hidden deep in his memory again.

Kid!

This name became a support and an anchor.

So, the child's weak thoughts no longer dissipated, and the deafening sound progressed layer by layer, and finally exploded in the world.

It became thunder, explosion, and heavenly sound.

It made his mind vibrate strongly and spread continuously.

Like a tsunami.

Then, the child subconsciously immediately sent out the words that he would never forget and were deeply rooted in his cognition.

"Night Corpse Morning Glory, also known as Poison Mountain Root Vernonia, is the vine stem and root of Vernonia fine veins, a plant of the Asteraceae family. It is a woody vine that grows in the gullies of Corpse Yin, cold streams or jungles. It tastes astringent and pungent, and is slightly warm when taken, with a sense of decay. It has the miraculous effect of relieving wind and relieving symptoms, but it is poisonous in excess. It is a typical yin and yang polar plant."

As the words came out, the child's dissipated state was reversed at this moment.

The cognitions he had lost were all emerging and returning one by one.

The original unseen is now churning, from loss to return!

And the old voice continued.

"What are the symptoms of overdose."

The storm in Xu Qing's heart became more and more intense, and he spoke without thinking.

"The symptoms of poisoning are abdominal pain, dizziness, hallucinations, and death within a quarter of an hour if not rescued."

"How to detoxify."

"You can induce vomiting and gastric lavage, supplemented with egg white and red thorn stamens, and treat the symptoms when the sun is strong at noon. The treatment time should not exceed half an hour, and it should be continued for three days."

Xu Qing's voice was trembling. The moment he finished speaking, he seemed to be back outside the tent of that year.

"Good!"

The old voice, with a smile, echoed softly.

As for Xu Qing, he wanted to "see" at this moment, but the pull from the front was also extremely strong at this moment, pulling his mind, closer and closer to the mirror in front.

But his mind was in turmoil. Although the exit was right in front of him, he would rather give up this opportunity. Even if he had to do it again, he would re-enter the time and space constitution to "see" the familiar figure who came from the voice.

"Foolish boy, don't be like this."

"Do you remember what I told you..."

"The world is the guest house of all living things, and time is the passer-by from ancient times to the present. As long as you don't die, we will meet each other in the end."

"Now, you have become a talent."

The voice dissipated, and a gentle force came out of thin air, fell on the black spot that Xu Qing had turned into, and pushed it forward.

It made Xu Qing, who was close to the mirror, disappear into... the mirror.

The moment he merged into the mirror, Xu Qing suddenly turned around.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the medicine jar with a white beard outside the mirror, smiling at him.

The smile was kind.

The voice, appearance, and smile seemed like a lifetime ago, and it seemed like yesterday.

Scene by scene, vivid...

Just like the past.