He has no eyes and cannot perceive this world at all.
But...he has clear perception.
He perceives himself and wanders in the universe.
This kind of wandering...
Too small.
Even if it is a speck of dust in the palm of your hand, who will pay attention to it.
And in the depths of the entire cold universe, who can sense him.
Lin Huang felt a sense of panic in his heart.
because……
He doesn't know what he is doing.
Don't know where I'm going.
Don't know how to change this status.
He seemed to know nothing except where he was and what he was!
…
Is this the ninth nirvana?
Lin Huang was confused.
He doesn't understand... what is the test of the ninth nirvana?
What can a speck of dust do?
Can you kill the stars?
Can it be like the universe that collapsed to its original point and expanded endlessly again?
However, he could do nothing.
…
Cold.
Eternal coldness.
Loneliness.
Endless loneliness.
Wandering.
Disorderly wandering.
panic.
Inexplicable panic.
At the beginning of the seventh nirvana, the disasters he faced were never physical, but rather the tempering of his mind.
The seventh Nirvana is the lonely river of silence.
The eighth nirvana is the prison of memory.
Ninth Nirvana...
What are you testing again?
Lin Huang knew clearly that there must be a way to break his current state.
But he didn't know where to start.
This is too mysterious and confusing to understand.
Could it be...
Is this the world after the gods’ ruins?
But what kind of world will there be after the ruins?
Lin Huang was still wandering in the cold universe, and he began to record his movements...
However, the places he traveled seemed too vast and endless.
He found that he was moving without regularity.
It's cold.
Lin Huang felt like he was going to feel cold.
Too confident.
It is estimated that senior brother Qin Changsheng is going to die, even though he controls the forbidden power between heaven and earth. But when he turns into a speck of dust, all power is taken away.
He is no longer a quasi-god.
He is no longer the Great Emperor.
He is just a speck of dust.
…
…
Time goes by and changes occur.
Lin Huang has never died.
He is wandering in this universe as if he were immortal.
but!
He is still just a speck of dust.
At first, he could still remember the time, but ten years later... he had fallen into a state of chaos and had no concept of time.
He could only let himself drift.
He began to give up his soul and stopped thinking.
Because thinking makes no sense.
And thinking about it can only make him fall into more troubles.
Lying down may be the best option.
…
…
The years turned around again, and he was floating up and down in the cold universe.
Don't know the past, don't know the present, don't know the future.
He has no solution!
For all eternity, he is him, and he is not him!
Go to sleep.
Lin Huang had this idea for the first time, and the eternal loneliness and powerlessness made him extremely crazy.
He has also tried various efforts, but he is just a speck of dust. He has all kinds of ideas, but he can't achieve anything.
Sleeping...may be the best choice.
Lin Huang's consciousness began to fade away.
Complete annihilation... because this is his self-decision and his self-destruction. He will destroy all cause and effect and completely cut off hope.
In the cold universe, the flying dust began to fall.
Consciousness gradually dies.
…
suddenly.
The falling dust stopped and was still floating.
The dead thoughts and consciousness began to revive...
"The annihilation of self...is it my destruction? Or is it the destruction of consciousness?"
This is the first time Lin Huang has thought backwards after wandering in the cold universe. Before, he had been thinking about how to survive.
But just now, he was thinking about how to die.
"Is self-annihilation really annihilation?"
Lin Huang had doubts in his heart.
"What are the traces I leave in this world? Is it the path I have walked in the world, or is it the words I have said, do people still remember me? Or is it the death of my consciousness? Is it the death of my body? Is it the way others treat me?
The forgetfulness? Or the demise of the mysterious and mysterious cause and effect in the legend?"
Lin Huang began to wake up.
He didn't think his thinking was very fruitful, but he found it very interesting.
"A speck of dust..."
"A speck of dust!"
"What exactly is a grain of dust? Is it a living thing, a dead thing, a world, or the source of power!"
"I have my own consciousness, am I really dust? Are all the dust wandering in the void years experiencing the Nine Nirvana of the Great Emperor? Then is the earth of dust that I once walked through full of unparalleled geniuses? Dust
Why do they appear? Why do they appear? Where does the dust come from and where does it die? Do they self-annihilate? Maybe the dust is a living thing?"
"Maybe the dust is dead again?"
"Without consciousness, without soul, without action, we can only float in the wind in the cold universe?"
"dust……"
"dust……"
Lin Huang had countless doubts in his heart that could not be explained.
"Is dust... immortal? A stone may remain a stone for eternity... Is it immortal? Because it is a dead thing, it is immortal? Maybe it has a consciousness that is not observed like living beings, but it is also a living being? A kind of person with eternal life
A creature of the art?"
"Or is it that the stronger the consciousness, the less likely it is to live forever?"
Lin Huang was thinking wildly and had no clue, but he found it more and more interesting. If it had been before, he would definitely not have thought about this.
Dust is dust, what can it be?
Thinking about these fancy things every day is a waste of time.
But now...he is enjoying the misery and is immersed in it.
"Dust is the great emperor who is going through the ninth nirvana!"
"Dust is an eternal spirit!"
These are two possibilities that Lin Huang came up with wildly, "Could dust... be a world?"
"Buddha said that one flower and one world, one leaf and one universe...Does this really exist?"
Lin Huang's consciousness stirred slightly.
It was still just a speck of dust, but Lin Huang was extremely shocked.
Because in the blink of an eye, a world suddenly appeared in the dust, a vast, cold and dark world.
It didn't exist before.
As soon as Lin Huang thought about it, it existed!
"Why is it so dark and missing a little light!"
Lin Huang realized in his heart that in an instant...a great sun appeared, its fiery red light piercing the earth and spreading over the cold universe.
"Lifeless!"
There was another thought in the forest wasteland. Thousands of trees broke through the ground, and the lush branches and leaves rendered the barren vast universe. For a time, it was full of vitality.
“It’s good to have mountains, but also rivers!”
Mountains appear and rivers emerge!
"A dragon soars in the sky and a dragon walks in the sea!"
In the empty and cold universe, an ancient Taixu dragon appeared, covered with the light of the sun. The water of the vast sea swept across the sky, and an ancient dragon stirred up the wind and roared the heaven and earth.
“Everything is static, it’s not fun!”
In an instant, thousands of trees in the whole world swayed, the water of the vast ocean swept across, and the Taixu ancient dragon swam.
"No sound!"
The voice of the ancient dragon resounded throughout the world.
"They are all the same color, so boring!"
The vegetation suddenly withered, the vast sea turned into ice, and the huge mountains were covered with snow!
"Tired of watching again!"
The heaven and earth have four seasons. In spring, the grass and trees grow green, in autumn and winter, the grass and trees turn yellow and the mountains are covered with snow. The cycle starts again and again!