Such a choice, for others, death is really the only expectation.
But for Lin Xin, this means giving up and compromising.
"Sometimes it takes more courage to choose to live than to die."
The woman in the white skirt looked at Lin Xin, and suddenly said something seriously.
"Thousands of years of torture and suffering are enough to test whether his eternity will be depressed." The painter also paid attention to Lin Xin's choice.
"Eva, how long have you been here?"
Although the painter is just a switch, in the near infinite time, he still has some independent activities and thinking space after all.
Apart from not being able to leave to do other things, he is no different from a normal person in other respects.
The woman in the white skirt looked at the painter's back.
"Can't remember... maybe tens of millions of years ago."
"You want to help you get out through him?" the painter asked.
"Do you think I'm hopeless?" Eva asked back.
"Engraving one's eternity on the eternal painting wall will trigger the backlash of the painting wall. The moment we speak here, the test that this person suffers is equivalent to ten thousand years in a flash.
How many thousands of years do you think his will can last? "
The painter asked lightly.
"I don't know." Eva shook her head.
The painter quieted down and didn't continue talking, but just sighed softly.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
Standing in place, Lin Xin's complexion gradually changed.
The originally rosy cheeks were rapidly pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The originally plump and strong figure quickly sank and became thinner. His complexion also began to darken, as if he had lost all the nourishment of essence and blood.
"The result is coming...."
Eva stared at Lin Xin intently.
The painter didn't reply, but also paid attention to the outsider who had finally entered this space.
For him, millions of years may not be able to come in a formal person. And staying in this space is boring, and the only pastime is to communicate with these outsiders.
"Are you afraid?" the painter suddenly asked Eva.
"I don't!"
Eva retorted.
"You are afraid." The artist's second sentence is an affirmative statement. "Are you afraid he won't succeed?"
The painter smiled.
"If it was someone else, I might not be sure, but this person..."
He recalled the most precious thing he had taken from the other party as collateral. And the true face of that thing is actually...
hehe... .
This is a paradox.
The painter waited quietly.
Lin Xin's body became thinner and thinner, and soon became skinny, with no flesh visible.
But at this moment.
He opened his eyes, a trace of confusion and pain flashed in his eyes.
"Did I pass?"
Lin Xin's voice was hoarse.
"Of course." The painter was very calm, as if he took it for granted.
Eva, on the other hand, trembled all over, and relaxed severely.
The painter smiled slightly.
His laughter was very abnormal, it sounded like he was suppressing a panic, a nervous breakdown laugh.
Creepy and harsh-sounding.
He raised his hand, and the portrait of Lin Xin in his hand was quickly colored.
He didn't make any movements, the black and white sketch was automatically colored. Every detail is exactly the same as the current Lin Xin.
He shook his hand lightly, and the picture scroll was automatically framed, fell into a large pile of picture frames on the side, and disappeared.
"Your stuff, I have engraved it on the eternal painting wall," the painter said of course.
"kindness."
Lin Xin is very tired.
In the eternal test, in a short period of time, he seemed to have experienced countless years.
Countless years of torment and pain, negative emotions. Let him really see clearly his inner nature.
"What's the use of engraving an eternal painting on the wall?"
Lin Xin asked hoarsely.
"I don't know." The artist shook his head, "I've never been out, so I can't understand your way of existence."
"The first point. You can come in and out here freely." Eva answered and explained.
Lin Xin turned his head slightly and looked behind him.
"Second point, the timeline you are in will gradually become independent and cannot be interfered by other primordial beings.
This is the key use of getting the original qualification. "
A hint of envy flashed in Eva's eyes.
"Although you can't interfere with manipulating time and history yet, the manipulation of you by other primordial beings can't interfere with killing you either.
Because a part of you remains on the eternal painting wall, it will never change, even if your body in the outside world is killed, as long as it still exists here, you will not completely fall. "
Eva stared at Lin Xin.
"I don't know why you got the qualification so easily, but back then, I went through three tests, suffered for tens of millions of years, and finally failed and collapsed.
Can you tell me, what have you been through? "
Mentioning this, Lin Xin showed a puzzled look on his face.
Yes, inexplicably.
"I'm just holding on to my consciousness. Keeping myself sane. Nothing else."
Even though he had experienced tens of millions of years of painful torture, Lin Xin was very surprised that he just passed the original qualification review.
"He is different. Specific." The painter answered.
"Really..." Eva was startled.
"My time is up." Lin Xin looked at the colored thread on his wrist.
"As long as you want, you can come here at any time. But next time you come, don't gobble up the things here." The painter smiled.
"I understand." Lin Xin squeezed out a smile, and his figure quickly plumped up.
Swish!
He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Inside the windmill, only the painter and Eva standing at the door were left.
And the picture frame with a human head and a snake body gently fell under Eva's feet.
She bent down to pick up the painting, with a look of envy and bewilderment on her face.
"I've never seen anyone qualify so easily," Eva lamented.
"He's different." The painter sighed.
"What's different about him? You've mentioned this three times." Eva asked curiously.
"His... the most precious and important thing is himself.
I took his soul and engraved it on the eternal painting wall as collateral, which is equivalent to giving him the eternal essence temporarily. "The painter replied helplessly.
"So the subsequent tests and experiences are meaningless to him, at best they are a kind of training.
and... .."
It was the first time Eva had heard such an extreme statement.
"Can there be such... such an extreme existence in this world??!"
She was a little dumbfounded.
"That's selfishness," replied the painter. "This person is so selfish that he even unearthed his own soul mapping ability spontaneously.
That terrifying devouring ability is a means for him to constantly devour foreign objects and increase his sense of existence.
In the final analysis, it is actually his not wanting to die, not wanting to perish, not wanting to be forgotten, the most fundamental soul reflection. "
Eva was really dumbfounded.
She had never heard of such a person.
"Actually...spontaneously activated the soul mapping ability....That is the ability that can only be excavated after opening the eternal and unchanging soul essence of oneself?"
"Yes." The painter nodded. "This is an ability that only primitive people are qualified to possess."
"So...he....he....!!?" Eva suddenly thought of a possibility, her expression changed, and she became extremely shocked.
"You guessed it right." The painter sighed affirmatively.
"This person, this extremely selfish person, opened up his own eternal essence ability long, long ago, which is the soul mapping ability..."
Eva froze in place, unable to say anything for a while, but her mind was blank.
"He's selfish to the extreme."
The painter continued to mutter.
"This selfishness has extended to his surroundings, the people, things, and things around him.
He has everything about himself, life, soul, wealth, rights and so on and so forth..everything he owns.
Even as long as it is everything that belongs to him, whether it is relatives, friends, or other close relationships.
He sees them all as part of himself.
This is also a part of his soul mapping ability. "
The painter sighed.
"When the scope of selfishness expands to include everything around you.
They have even reached their own nation, their own country, their own planet, and their own universe.
When I regard everything about myself as a part of me,
Such selfishness.....became a sage. "
"Natural... a saint...." Eva stared blankly at the place where Lin Xin left before, her heart surging.
The big universe, Aojia's home planet.
Lin Xin lay back on the rattan chair, and Ruan Rujun quietly made tea for him beside him.
The girl's gentle and skillful tea art is as natural and friendly as clouds and flowing water. It makes people feel peaceful at first sight.
In the afternoon, the gray sky outside did not have a ray of sunlight.
There was a lot of wind on the balcony and it was whining.
The light in the hall behind the two of them shined through, just shining on Ruan Rujun's knees.
She was sitting on her knees making tea with a peaceful and satisfied expression.
Lin Xin looked at her intently.
It has been several months since I came back from that mysterious space.
He has passed the test of the original essence and obtained the independence of his own timeline, although he is not considered an original and cannot freely manipulate history.
But the rest of the primordials cannot interfere with his history.
In other words, the rest of the primordials can no longer kill him by manipulating time at will.
In addition, Lin Xin also thoroughly understood more than 90% of the rules of the big universe through the obtained thousand-year key.
The remaining part is not on the Millennium Key, so there is no way to solve it.
But in this way, it is enough to unlock the seal of Youfu.
Thinking of this, Lin Xin thought of Lin Yaoyang who was imprisoned in Nether Palace.
"Why do you like me?"
Lin Xin asked suddenly.
Ruan Rujun was taken aback.
Immediately, a bright red cloud emerged from her neck and cheeks.
She lowered her head at a loss, not knowing how to answer at all.
All the thinking activities that flashed through the girl's mind flashed through Lin Xin's mind with incomparable clarity.
Without her answering, Lin Xin already knew the answer.
Ruan Rujun's love for him.
It is a mixture of many emotions.
A sense of dependence like a brother.
A sense of security like a pillar.
A sense of longing like a dream.
And regard him as a spiritual sustenance and a sense of belonging for everything. .