Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 531
What is real cold?

Is it from the body's response to natural climate change?Is it a betrayal from warmth?Is it from the depths of my heart, deep powerlessness?Or the fall of pride, the trampling of dignity?
After the incident in Oasis Town.

In the dream, Lin Xi experienced many more successively.

Betrayed by the lover of three lives, the wolf-hearted children who have been raised for many years, the country that is loyal and rewarded with blood ruthlessly abandons them, and the people who guard them are easily betrayed under the temptation of weak interests...

Every experience is enough to make people feel heart-wrenching and feel close to the extreme cold.

But every time, when he saw the blade that was close to Chi Chi, Lin Xi chose to pause and bear everything silently until the dream changed, taking everything away and returning to nothingness.

Just like the reincarnation of a hundred generations, the change of thousands of years.

Lin Xi has already experienced too much in this dreamland where emotions, contacts, and feelings are real, but the rules are extremely chaotic and disorderly.

Even though he is a heavenly demon, he is essentially indifferent to 'experience', so he can't help but feel a little tired at this time.

Lin Xi has already mastered the Buddhist scriptures used to strengthen his mind and enhance his mental strength. Maybe in the future... he may be able to play the role of a true Buddhist virtuoso.

After understanding the changes of Buddha and demons, and the essence is the same, Lin Xi no longer has the slightest resistance to Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist teachings.

Gradually, those exciting experiences began to loosen up.

They could no longer shake or hurt Lin Xi's heart in the slightest.

Even under certain emotional additions in the dream... it is still the same.

Towns, streets, bazaars, noisy crowds, heavy traffic...these are all gradually receding, like bamboo strips being pulled out of a dream.

Everything has returned to the simplest and most monotonous look.

Lin Xi seemed to have come to the end of time.

In between, he seemed to see the shattering of civilization, the destruction of everything, the fall of rules, and the bleakness of the galaxy.

At this time, he became the only existence.

At this time, all races, restraints, power affiliations, grievances, and interest entanglements... all become meaningless.

He became an 'orphan', an orphan who was abandoned at the end of time after time and space were shattered.

The ancients are not seen before, and the comers are not seen later.

I can't see the distance between heaven and earth.

I don't see the vastness of the galaxy.

He tried to die, but at the end where everything was shattered, death was a luxury, and there were no more "rules" of death here, so naturally he couldn't truly obtain the peace brought by death.

He also tried to create, since there is nothing, to create everything.

However, like death... there is no 'creation' here, so he can't create any object, let alone life.

He just lives in such an empty, lonely, cold and lonely way.

Being able to think and feel the cold... is the greatest pain at this time.

For the first time, Lin Xi began to struggle, trying to wake up from the dream.

He wants to hold the knife, but around him, there is no shadow of 'knife' anymore, because it is also a product of civilization.

Civilization is gone, and naturally in such an environment, the concept of a knife does not exist.

He couldn't even find an object similar in shape to the knife.

"This is a space more chaotic than chaos, and the end of more fear than fear. Without any rules or concepts, it is the most extreme horror here, the most difficult to resist the cold, this is the real... the extreme cold in the dream !" In Lin Xi's mind, such thoughts echoed repeatedly.

In this kind of absolute closure, he can only remind himself repeatedly that this is just a dream.

And he was just crushed by ghosts, unable to break free from the dream.

In this way, I don't know how long it has passed.

In the dream, Lin Xi was already wrinkled and his temples were gray.

In the dream, he would never grow old, nor would he die.

However, under this extreme cold, the heart keeps getting old, and the dream originates from the heart.

When the heart is old, the face shown in the dream is also old.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced through the north and south, rising and falling in the broken void, bringing a slight change to this lonely and bitter dream.

Lin Xi looked at the light, and for a moment... was completely enlightened.

He stretched out his palm.

The palm that was originally like the root of an old tree, from trembling to vigorous and powerful, seemed to have experienced a long wait.

He reached for the light as if he were grasping a knife.

Meng Han Dao...it is not the power to bring cold.

But the power to break the cold.

Just like every time, when Lin Xi experienced the bone-piercing icy cold, he saw the shadow of the knife.

They are all ways out, liberation.

In a trance, Lin Xi grasped the light.

In the next moment, the wait, deeper than chaos and longer than time, ended in a blink of an eye.

Lin Xi suddenly woke up from the dream.

He looked at his palm.

In his palm, there was a slender palm print.

It looks more like a knife mark.

It seems that only a little force is needed, and there will be a knife that cuts through the chaos and time, and breaks out... towards all the coldness and confusion.

"Power!" Lin Xi clenched his fists.

For the first time...he really felt the power so thoroughly and clearly.

In the past, every time Lin Xi became powerful, he felt illusory.

Because the so-called strength achieved in his physical body that came to the material world may be illusory to him.

As a celestial demon, he often feels adrift and helpless because he does not have the protection of his own physical body.

The power flowing in the body of the demon is also like rootless duckweed.

But now... it's different.

He held a knife.

A knife named 'Meng Han'.

This knife shuttles between illusion and reality, and runs through the beginning and end of time. It exists in the most empty and hopeless dreams, but it can cut off the most extreme cold despair in this world.

It is not only the knife, but also the mind, and it is the law.

It is not a rule, but it goes beyond the rules.

When you hold it, you will have confidence in your heart... No matter how powerful an existence is in this world, it can't make him fall into icy despair.

In Yelun Immortal Domain, Meng Xinghe also looked at his palm.

In his palm, there is the same palm print.

It is a very common ability that Meng Handao, which has crossed time and space, can appear in the same creature and different individuals at the same time.

"The Menghan Dao I mastered seems to be different from the Menghan Dao obtained by those who mastered the Menghan Dao before." Lin Xi recalled the introduction of Menghan Dao by Lao Meng and the mayor. In the middle, a strange light flickered.

In the description of Lao Meng and the mayor.

All the sword-drawers who pulled out the Menghan knife were actually just the scabbard of the Menghan knife.

Before swinging that knife, they have to endure the coldness that pierces their hearts and the pain of cutting their bodies.

Until a knife is swung, all the power is poured out.

Lin Xi's feeling was completely different.

"Could it be because I went to the deepest part of the dream and felt the real extreme cold, so I obtained the complete inheritance of the Dream Cold Sword?" Lin Xi frowned.

Even so, the analysis seems correct.

But he always felt that it would not be that simple.

(End of this chapter)