And the conspiracies that are about to target him will flourish from now on.
Under the general trend, everyone is a hunter and everyone is a prey.
Who will have the last laugh in the end is still unclear.
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In the scorching desert, a lonely figure has been walking alone for a long time, and the mark of time on his body has become increasingly faint.
When a person forgets any unit of recording time and the way of recording time, when he will not grow old or die... in a desolate desert, does time have any meaning to him?
Lin Xi could no longer remember how long he had been gone.
In the vast world, it seemed that he was really the only one.
He should be sure that he fell into a deeper dream.
From one dream...I was pulled into another dream.
Lin Xi also did not expect that the 'invitation' from Meng Han Dao would be so overbearing.
It transcended the difference between the main body and the clone, and directly pulled his core consciousness into such a weird dream.
Even though it's a dream.
However, everything in the dream is so real.
The vastness of the sky and the earth, the desolation of the world, the scorching air, the light that stings the skin, the wind that blows the sand, the dryness of the lips, the physical exhaustion and the loneliness of the soul are all not false in the slightest.
Lin Xi didn't know how long he would have to go.
I don't even know what my purpose is.
He just moved his steps like this, feeling the ultimate loneliness in this vastness.
This kind of loneliness seems to be cold, even though... it grows in the scorching heat.
The wind gradually calmed down.
The setting sun is like thick plasma, splashing on the hot sand and stones.
When the last attachment, accompanied by the subtle trembling of the gravel, was swallowed up in the endless darkness, coldness and depth began to dominate the entire world.
The sky is dark.
In such a silent night, there is no starlight, and the playful brilliance shines out from the dark night sky.
Inexplicably, a fire was lit next to Lin Xi.
He couldn't even remember when he collected the firewood.
The firelight swayed desperately in the darkness, but it seemed to be dragged into the dark mire by countless black shadows.
The scorching heat of the day is fading quickly.
The cold air that penetrated from the cracks in his bones was testing his patience and physical strength.
Lin Xi approached the fire and stamped his feet vigorously.
At some point, the sand that slipped into his boots became as cold as ice crystals. Some of the sand that had been worn into his skin during the day was now sending cold air into his blood, as if it was sealing half of his body.
"Ah... Tsk! Such a real dream, such a sense of reality, even surpassing the fairyland in the brain of Emperor Taihao."
"Moreover, even the power of the soul's essence can be shielded. Here... I have truly become an ordinary person."
"If it weren't for the fact that from time to time, some scenes would automatically jump due to the changes in the dream, I would have thought... I was really in a desperate situation." Lin Xi moved his body closer to the fire, shivering uncontrollably.
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Loneliness is given by force.
But ice cooling is experienced firsthand.
As for the Meng Han Dao... he didn't have the slightest clue, so he could only follow the dream to experience and search for it.
I experienced dozens of sunrises and sunsets.
Lin Xi never found the exit of the dream, nor did he find the Menghan Sword in the dream.
The loneliness is getting deeper and deeper.
The coldness every night gets deeper and deeper into my bones as I get older.
Lin Xi even suspected that the so-called Menghan Dao... was meant to make him experience this extreme loneliness and coldness.
But if that's all, wouldn't it be better to throw him into an ice field?
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Lin Xi saw an oasis in the distance.
There is a small town on the oasis.
It looks so peaceful.
Lin Xi stepped into the small town, and the people in the town warmly welcomed him.
He received food, water, and a warm bed.
It seems that the entire dreamland has become warmer.
After a few days of repairing, the accumulated loneliness and fatigue seemed to be swept away.
The coldness of the night in the desert is gradually forgotten.
Lin Xi stayed in this oasis.
Losing his extraordinary abilities does not mean that he has become a useless person.
Among the many memories collected by Lin Xi, there are still a lot of survival experiences belonging to ordinary people.
The warmth and peace, the ordinaryness and monotony of the small town gradually became a new dream cycle.
Lin Xi had no intention of changing all this.
He wanted to wait and see... to see what changes would come to this dream.
Gradually, the time passed longer and longer.
The people in the small town changed one after another.
Under Lin Xi's active management, the oasis that was originally shrinking has now expanded to four or five times its original size.
The town became a small city.
It even has so-called rulers and an upper class.
But it can still be considered simple.
The rough exploitation by the rulers can only be regarded as an adjustment to the daily lives of ordinary people.
Occasionally, we can still see the unlucky Sheriff and his henchmen being played with by some children, but they are completely helpless.
Then, people seemed to discover the secret of Lin Xi's immortality.
It took a long time to unearth such a 'cruel' truth.
People began to try their best to find out the secret of Lin Xi's "immortality".
If you can live forever, then no one wants to die in such an ordinary and lonely way... At least at first, everyone will think so.
The initial temptation, the subsequent coercion and inducement, and then...the rumors originated from a certain class, but were driven by selfish motives and spread to the general public.
Lin Xi has become what people call a monster.
He was pushed to the stake and his body was burned in the fire.
This place that he had protected and maintained for many years was now disgusting and spurning him.
The fire could not completely burn Lin Xi to death, but people carried Lin Xi to the dining table.
Those originally simple people were like devils at this moment, picking up knives and forks one after another, trying to eat Lin Xi's flesh and blood.
Lin Xi saw a knife that fell into his hand due to a fight.
But he didn't hold it.
A huge sandstorm came so unexpectedly.
In an instant, the entire crazy town, the oases dotted in the desert, was swallowed up in the sandstorm.
When Linxi climbed out of the sand, all traces of the town's existence could no longer be found.
"If I had grasped the sword at that time, would that mean I had grasped the Menghan sword?" Lin Xi actually had always had this question in his mind.
But he endured it.
He wanted to see how this strange dream could change.
What I want to know more is that this dream... will make him further understand how deep and cold it is.
Maybe in the extreme cold, what he finally pulled out was not just a Menghan knife... maybe!