Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 24: Inner View
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Half a cup of spring water was poured down, and the color of Hei Tan became a bit darker, and the first petal was unfolded tremblingly. The other petals were still humiliated in a group, refusing to show the true face.
Lin Luoran took a deep breath. This flower is really fragrant. Only then did the first petal bloom!
She saw that nothing had happened, and the fantasy of poisonous mist had not appeared, so she ran back and forth several times and poured several glasses of water on Heitan!
After finishing what she could do, Lin Luoran patiently squatted down next to Hei Tan, saying that there was only a moment when the evening blossoms bloomed, so you can't miss it anyway, otherwise the spring water will not be poured for nothing.
For one minute, the second petal quivered slightly, and for five minutes, it stretched out, like a naughty elf, slipping past the first petal and unfolding in an oblique direction.
In the eighth minute, the third petal moved...
Lin Luoran didn’t know how long he had been squatting. It seemed that it was only ten minutes, and it was as long as a century, and his feet were unconscious. Hei Tan finally bloomed slowly and gracefully. The last petal!
Lin Luoran saw a plant with dark green leaf veins and a stalk that was as warm as jade, but this was better than a flower that didn’t have it-only five petals, with a big bowl in full bloom, interdependent. Overlapping, the pitch-black petals seem to shine with simple light!
Very fragrant, very beautiful...Lin Luoran didn't know when she stood up, her nose was full of attractive fragrance, and only this deep and intoxicating black epiphany was left in her eyes.
She felt that the petals seemed to be constantly enlarged, thinking it was her own illusion, but after a while she realized that she was leaning over to smell the black pang without knowing it.
One inch, two inches...Lin Luoran's eyes were blank, as if she was fascinated by the black scent, the tip of her nose got closer and closer, and finally hit the black jade petals—a flicker flashed in her eyes Qingming wanted to struggle to get up, but the originally lifeless Hei Tan suddenly blew out a ball of light from the flower stamen, "Hula~" and went in along Lin Luoran's nose!
Lin Luoran only felt that his head hummed, and he was no longer conscious.
Her divine consciousness walks through a dark tunnel, and at this moment she seems to forget who she is. I don't know how long it has passed, but the divine consciousness seems to be tired, and it feels very dark and cold here, which makes it a little unhappy.
Why is there no light? As soon as this thought came up, the divine consciousness thought again, hey, what is "light"?
What is "light"... Why do I know the word "light" is really strange! I rack my brains, I can’t think of what “light” is. I am irritated and hit my emptiness and intangible body on the corridor—but the corridor is also intangible, so the consciousness can only be pierced between the walls. .
"Wall"? It's really a strange word, the divine consciousness thought dully, the wall must be blocking the light!
Block... the one that cannot be blocked, which is completely different from pitch black, is "light"! Divine Sense suddenly became happy, because after it defined the meaning of "light", the pitch-black corridors were dotted with colorful lights.
It's so beautiful. Looking at the shining aperture of the search, God's consciousness was a little forgetful, so he didn't pursue what "beauty" is.
The colorful corridors are very dazzling and beautiful, and the divine sense is tumbling and playing with joy. It feels much better than the previous dark and cold corridors.
After a long time, maybe a moment, maybe hundreds of millions of years, the divine sense felt bored again.
It’s beautiful here, it’s so lonely without anyone to accompany you!
A person who thinks like a lightning flashes across the depths of the divine consciousness-"people"? What is a person? Am I a human being? Because I was so lonely, my divine consciousness began to use my brain patiently again.
It would be boring without a "person" to accompany me. That means there used to be a "person" to accompany me... Well, then I am a human! Divine consciousness gave himself a definition, and there was a muffled thunder in the depths of the colorful tunnel.
As for why the thunder sound is dull, the divine consciousness is not interested in thinking about it, maybe the thunder and lightning are accumulating power! Thinking about it this way, its main energy is still focused on the idea of what a "person" is.
Humans, they have bodies. Thinking of God's consciousness this way, they are very dissatisfied with their existence as a cloud of mist! It tried hard to jump up and down, bumping up and down the corridor, and gradually the misty body changed.
First the torso, then the head, the hands, and finally the feet... But the face, I can't remember what my face looks like. A face, a nose, eyes, and a mouth. Otherwise, how would it be called a face?
It seems that the fog has been pushed a little away, and the muffled thunder deep in the tunnel has become louder. There are many faces with noses and eyes that it thinks flashes in front of the divine consciousness—adults, children, old people, beautiful, and ugly. It clearly doesn’t remember what it looks like, but it feels that these faces are not itself. of!
What about your own face? Divine consciousness thinks hard, must make things clear.
The muffled thunder in the tunnel is getting bigger and bigger, and the divine consciousness is awakened. Looking at the depths of the tunnel, I feel a little scared. I feel that a monster is coming out of it, making it frightened.
Huh, what are the monsters afraid of, I have a magical baby! The consciousness was afraid and disdainful, and then he thought about what his baby was. The baby seems to be a bracelet, with a flash of divine consciousness, it's a bead!
Beads—it just came up with this thought, and thunder rolled in the tunnel, and it was higher than a while, like the tide on the coast, eager to wash up the beach.
Bead, God's consciousness is very anxious, this seems to be something very important to it. The hallway was muffled and thunderous, the colorful brilliance flickered, and the vision of the divine vision changed. A white and waxy baby was lying in the cradle. A woman was teasing her with a silver bracelet.
The long silver bracelet that hung in front of the baby was tied with a red thread. A gentle pearl turned and turned with the sway. The baby opened his eyes and couldn't bear to blink.
In another few years, the baby became a little girl and could run all over the floor. The honest father was smoking a cigarette, and he stubbornly said whether he wanted to sell the bracelet and pay the girl's tuition.
My mother rubbed the bracelet handed down by her ancestors, tears dripped on the silver bracelet, and finally shook her head.
The baby grew bigger again, went to a bigger school, and got to know more people, until one day she took a boy home, and the mother put the silver bracelet on the boy's hand.
The mother is very pleased, the father is secretly happy, and the girl smiles shyly.
A few years later, she got bigger, except for her big eyes, she could no longer see the shadow of the little baby back then. She stood beside the red sports car, looking at her and him in the car.
The silver bracelet was thrown out mercilessly and broke on the ground...Then, the bracelet sucked her blood and kept watching with cold eyes, quietly watching her from birth, to child, to girl, to adulthood. The beads were finally released.
One by one, the flashing shadows, like movie fragments, spent a moment of the life of God's consciousness, until the picture freezes on a beautiful woman, leaning over and sniffing a black and gorgeous flower.
The boring thunder of the tunnel speeds up instantly, and the thunder as fast as the lightning in the sting, slams into the divine consciousness in one fell swoop-in this electric light and flint, she has already understood who she is!
The tunnel, colorful aperture, dull thunder, flashing shadows, all disappeared.
Lin Luoran still kept the act of smelling the scent of flowers, but when he opened his eyes, they were radiant and radiant, making people unable to look directly.
The scent of Hei Tan has long since disappeared, and even the petals are fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Luoran touched it lightly, and the petals were like pieces of glass broken into countless pieces, and as light as feathers, disappeared in the entire space!
Only a lonely plant is still planted in the same place, to remind Lin Luoran that all this she has experienced is not her own imagination.
Lin Luoran closed his eyes again, calmly, this time appearing "in front of his eyes", not the tunnel and the aperture, but the different colors of the five elements.
The liver is wood. The green one is the liver, right? The heart belongs to the fire, it's the red-colored group...the red meridians are sluggish, could it be the spiritual energy in your body?
No one told her, but Lin Luoran knew that this strange state was called "inner-sight."