The heavy autumn shrouded Tang Ling's heart for 27 days.
After he came down from the mountain, it was winter in the blink of an eye.
As a matter of fact, winter was great, but undeniably, it represented the end of a cycle. Tang Ling was a little tired, and his heart was filled with a sense of completion.
It was not that he was not strong enough, but he was not strong enough to watch his loved one grow weaker every day in this lonely world before he welcomed her death calmly.
The pain was even worse than the night he lost his grandmother and sister. Tang Ling could not bear it a second time.
His eyes were empty and his steps were a little shaky as he returned to the house.
He could not do anything else other than stay by Higan's side. It was not wrong for him to be a little weak in the last moments of his life.
Tang Ling's finger paused on a certain CD. He pulled it out and put it into the stereo system in Higan's room.
The slightly sorrowful prelude sounded. Great, at least it covered Higan's breaths, which were weaker than the last and longer than the last.
Tang Ling sat beside Higan's bed and opened the diary.
'Day 28, rain.'
'I brought her here, and she fell asleep. This day, I was swallowed by despair. Everything is over. '
Tang Ling then tossed the pen away and closed the diary.
This sentence was the last trace of him and Higan, provided that there was a successor.
The curtains were still fluttering tirelessly.
It was drizzling outside the window. It had been drizzling since Tang Ling went down the mountain. It brought with it a chill that caught him off guard. His hair and clothes were damp as well.
Who would care about such things?
The trees by the shore were lush as if it was summer, and the yellow leaves on the lake further away were like autumn. Tang Ling held Higan's hand and lowered his head. His calm demeanor was like winter.
This must be the end.
At this moment, the song echoed back and forth in the room.
"If sadness is deeper than happiness,
I wish I could be with you.
When I look up, there are always dark clouds,
As long as I know you, there will be no more regrets. "
Tang Ling lit a cigarette and felt like he was transported back to the night when they first met in Darkness Port. At that moment, he lifted the veil off her face.
"If a bitter smile is more real than tears,
I wish my laughter was like a dripping kiss.
Like the beautiful scenery of tomorrow is far and near,
I'm still willing to hold on to this feeling without any doubt. "
Amidst the rising smoke, Tang Ling squinted his eyes. He felt like he was standing on the beautiful coastal road of Darkness Port again. Higan walked past him and her hair brushed past his face.
However, in the next moment, she appeared again in the Life Or Death Ring between him and Tang Long. When he opened his eyes, he could feel the warmth of Higan's lips.
"No matter how low the temperature of this era is,
How fortunate that Chang Ye didn't need to be alone.
No matter what possibility exists in the future,
You and I are also the last pair of changes.
Only in the face of the remaining light,
I left two eyes in order to see you.
If they could still embrace each other, they would not be afraid of any sudden changes.
But he was afraid of missing her.
Only hope that I will hug you to sleep in time.
Keep the warmest side of this world.
The sea of people warmed their way through.
The coldest day. "
Bang! With the cigarette in his mouth, Tang Ling leaned his head against the wall. He had always thought that he did not have many memories and only had deep feelings for her.
As it turned out, there were quite a number of memories that were troubling his heart. It wasn't sadness, but rather absentmindedness. It was so absent-minded that all the memories started to intertwine.
One moment, he felt like he had returned to his younger days when he and San San depended on each other. She was on his back and in his arms, rubbing his ears and calling him 'Big Brother'. The next moment, Higan was looking into his eyes. Her eyes were filled with love and attachment as she smiled softly and softly.
Tang Ling's thoughts were a mess. He felt like his life was not long, but he had actually been intertwining with Higan since they were young. They were childhood sweethearts who relied on each other in troubled times and went through life and death together.
"No matter how low the temperature of this era is, how fortunate that Chang Ye didn't need to be alone." Tang Ling's eyes were a little swollen, but he did not shed any tears. He finally laid down beside Higan and buried his head in her hair just like the first night he came here.
That night, Higan's body was still warm, but now, it was so cold that it was despairingly cold.
Tang Ling closed his eyes as tears flowed down his cheeks quietly. The sorrow that he had been suppressing for a long time suddenly suffocated him. All he could do was hold Higan's hand tightly and wait for the last moment.
Even though the song continued to reverberate, everything felt like it had sunk to the bottom of a deathly stillness.
Tang Ling was drowsy and in a daze, he felt like he was seeing the scene from his dream again.
"No, brother, you lied to me." San San turned around with a pale face. She stepped back step by step with the fake four-colored dandelion in her hand.
"They can't fly far. They are too weak, just like me … "San San smiled sadly." I guess I'll have to stay in the settlement forever? "
A strong wind blew and lifted San San's little body.
"No!" Regardless of how many times he dreamed of it, Tang Ling could never accept this scene. He reached out and tried to grab San San.
A warm hand grabbed his hand in the wind. He looked up and saw Higan. She was wearing San San's clothes as if she was blown back by the wind and had grown up in an instant.
Her gaze was warm, with a deep sense of attachment and love for him.
"Tang Ling …" She called his name with a smile. She landed on the ground and hugged Tang Ling. She nuzzled his ear and said, "Brother …"
Tang Ling was slightly stunned before he hugged her tightly.
"Brother, are you going to give me a real four-colored dandelion? Can such a dandelion fly far? "Higan leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder.
"I …" Tang Ling suddenly remembered that he had been carving a four-colored dandelion, but he had yet to finish it.
He always had endless things to do, battles after battles.
He suddenly remembered a sentence from a survivor's diary. 'I just realized that I've never been in the rain with you before. If not for this despair, would I have thought of doing something like this with you while I'm still alive?'
Wasn't he the same? Why did he not give her the gift in the end?!
Tang Ling let go of Higan and started to search frantically for the incomplete four-colored dandelion.
However, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find it.
Tang Ling's heart was filled with regret, sadness, and sadness. Then, he woke up with a start.
The song was still echoing in the room. The rain outside the window had somehow stopped and the warm rays of the setting sun shone faintly into the room.
Did I just fall asleep?
Tang Ling shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but his face turned ugly at the next moment. Was Higan saying goodbye to him in the dream?
Tang Ling was extremely sensitive at the moment. He sat up and placed his trembling hand on Higan's nose.
It was a very weak breath, but Higan was still alive!
Huu! Tang Ling panted heavily for a few times. He slightly relaxed, but his mood instantly turned heavy again. That moment would come sooner or later, even if it was not now …
But!
Tang Ling sprung up from his bed and took out the Hidden Star Dimension Blade. He was looking for the four-colored dandelion. The dandelion had always been very important to him, so he always carried it with him. It was in the space.
Eagerly, he opened up his personal space, but he was stunned at the next moment.
His space was stuffed to the brim because he had collected a lot of miscellaneous items from the deserted island, such as soil and trees. At the edge of the space was Dark Milky Pearl's body.
**
Bury him.
Tang Ling could not bring himself to hate him. If he compared the love he had for the woman from the Stardust Council to his own love for Higan, he could not bring himself to hate him.
Since he and Higan were about to face death, the complicated feelings in his heart made Tang Ling decide to bury Dark Milky Pearl.
He took Dark Milky Pearl's body out from the space, and at that moment, something strange happened.
The moment Dark Milky Pearl's body came out from the space, something seemed to have exploded and all sorts of items were scattered all over the place.
Tang Ling could hardly feel any other emotions at the moment, but as smart as he was, he soon understood the reason even if he did not purposely think about it.
Dark Milky Pearl should have a storage item similar to the Hidden Star Dimension Blade on him, but it should not be as advanced as the Hidden Star Dimension Blade since it opened up an alternate space.
Since Dark Milky Pearl was dead, regardless of whether the storage item was supported by Dark Milky Pearl's energy or spirit, it finally lost its effect and exploded, so everything inside was scattered all over the place.
Higan's life had entered a countdown. Burying Dark Milky Pearl was a waste of time, so Tang Ling did not have the time to pick up the scattered items.
Beside the lake.
In less than a minute, Tang Ling had dug a hole and a hollowed out tree could barely be considered as a coffin. Tang Ling placed Dark Milky Pearl inside.
Then, he stood aside and lit up a cigarette.
The scenery around the lake was great, so Dark Milky Pearl would not object to staying quietly in a time fragment amidst the turbulence of time and space, resting under the lake breeze and the tree shadow.
As a matter of fact, Tang Ling had already chosen a place for him and Higan to rest in peace, which was the hilltop.
If one were to ask why, the answer was simple. The lake and the mountain might be beautiful, but Tang Ling's sharp senses sensed that the hilltop that stood out from the surroundings was the only place that retained the most authentic rule of time.
Tang Ling wanted to be closer to the truth with Higan.
With the cigarette in his mouth, Tang Ling started to bury Dark Milky Pearl with soil. He was fast because Higan was waiting for him.
Compared to the old civilization, Higan's strength was equivalent to Superman's, so it was rather fast for her to do these trivial things. Was it not considered good news?
Soon, a lonely little mound of soil was piled up beside the lake. Tang Ling stood there in silence for five seconds.
It was his final farewell.
In the remaining time, Tang Ling held a small bag in his hand. He wanted to stay by Higan's side and finish the four-colored dandelion.
Even if Higan fell into a deep slumber before he finished it, he would still finish it. The four-colored dandelion should accompany Higan in her sleep.
Not far behind Tang Ling, the energy barrier was shaking rapidly. A single glance at it was enough to tell that it was anxious. Maybe it knew that Tang Ling was going to die too?
Tang Ling glanced at the energy barrier with an apologetic smile because he might not be able to continue his promise.
**
When he returned to the house, the sun was almost setting.
The inky blue color of the night started to spread across the horizon. The song that was not turned off was still playing. Tang Ling stood at the door, but he suddenly lost the courage to push it open.
Or should he not bury Dark Milky Pearl? Should he stay by Higan's side? How could he let something like this disturb him and Higan at such a time?
However … it was at times like this that people would become vulnerable and start to be filled with fantasies.
Tang Ling imagined the afterlife described by the old civilization. According to the old civilization, only those who were kind enough in life could enjoy relative happiness after death.
He wanted to do something kind to bless himself and Higan, hoping that they could have some happiness after death.
He placed his hand on the doorknob and mustered all his courage to push open Higan's bedroom door.
Could she not hear Higan's breath anymore?
Could it be that Higan had … While he was away, she had …
Tang Ling was like a little boy who could not hold back his tears whenever he thought about it. He stood helplessly in the dark room with his head hung low as if he was waiting for his judgment.
"Hiss …" A soft inhalation sounded, and it seemed to be stronger than before …
Then, the sound of exhaling could be heard again. The interval seemed to be shorter than before, unlike before, where every time he exhaled, it seemed like he was dissipating his life force …
Tang Ling looked up abruptly, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.
He dared not move. He was afraid that he would be in so much pain that he might be hallucinating. If he moved, the breathing would disappear and the beautiful illusion would be shattered.
Therefore, Tang Ling stood in the dark. The last rays of the setting sun shone on his side profile, forming a silhouette that was filled with fear and caution.
The breathing was still echoing in Tang Ling's ears. Each breath was stronger than the last and closer to a normal rhythm. Tang Ling could not help but chuckle. The breathing sounded like the most beautiful melody from heaven.
Am I hallucinating? I'm not hallucinating, am I?!
Tang Ling dared not look at Higan who was lying on the bed. Instead, he dashed to the stereo and turned off the music.
Without the music, the breathing was even more obvious. This … This is not an illusion!
What happened? Did Higan feel better? Or was it the final lucidity of the setting sun? Tang Ling had no idea whether it was the final lucidity of the setting sun or not, but he had been reading books from the old civilization recently and they described such a phenomenon.
Tang Ling dared not turn around. He was happy and sad at the same time. The anxious feeling made him turn his back to Higan. His hands were placed on both sides of the stereo while tears rolled down his cheeks.
He was afraid. He was afraid! Even in the face of death, Tang Ling had never been afraid, but this time, he was so scared that he did not even have the courage to turn around.
Higan's breathing continued.
One minute, three minutes, five minutes … How long would the final lucidity of the setting sun last? Tang Ling had no idea.
However, her breathing was getting stronger and closer to normal, but Tang Ling could hear it.
Tang Ling had created miracles time and time again, but he was not a person who believed in miracles because he knew that behind the miracles, there were many schemes, schemes, battles that risked one's life, and some luck.
It was impossible for Higan to get better for no reason, but why did it happen? Aside from the uncertainty of the lucidity of the setting sun, what was the reason behind it?
After seven to eight minutes of adjusting his emotions, Tang Ling was finally able to think normally.
He wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He then walked to the door and switched on the light in the room. He clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, mustering all his courage to look at the other side of the river.
Under the dim light, Higan was sleeping soundly. The vigorous breathing was indeed her breathing. Her pale face looked a little better. Even though it was still pale, her lips somehow looked a little redder.
Tang Ling's eyesight had always been outstanding, but the scene before him was unbelievable. He rubbed his eyes, afraid that it might be an illusion.
He carefully walked closer to Higan and leaned in. The tip of his nose was less than 5 cm away from her as he observed her breathing.
It was the sound of her breathing.
Her face looked a little better. That was right.
His hand touched her cheeks softly. Her cheeks felt a little warmer. That was right.
More importantly, Tang Ling's spirit had recovered to a certain level, and he sensed that Higan's life was no longer fading away.
No! It was fading away!
Tang Ling looked at her in silence. Suddenly, his arms that supported his body went limp and he fell off the bed.
He covered his eyes with his hands. He wanted to laugh, but he could not hold back his tears. He laid on the floor and started to cry loudly.
Ever since he was born, he had never cried like this, had he? But it did not matter! It really did not matter because Higan was not dead. She was coming back to life!
No one knew how strong Tang Ling had to be to make it to the last moment after being alone for more than 20 days.
Tang Ling felt like his heart had been sharpened over the past 20 days and he was no longer the same as before.
Tang Ling thought he had gone through the longest period of growth in his life in the past 20 days, and he had finally matured.
There was a different glow around him. His attitude towards life became gentler and warmer, and he saw through life and death a little more clearly. Among the colors of his life, there was a big patch of gray. The black and white were no longer as distinct as before.
Gray was nice.
As a matter of fact, gray was a warm color, was it not?
Tang Ling had been missing people for the past few days, so he started to feel the voice in his heart and the direction he wanted to go.
Tang Ling had been tortured by his lover's death for the past few days, so he started to revere life.
In this time and space fragment, Tang Ling had gone through the biggest and most meaningful training.
**
"Here." The afternoon sun was a little blinding. Tang Ling wiped the sweat off his forehead and plucked a tomato from the vine and tossed it to Higan.
The bright red tomato drew a beautiful arc under the sun. Higan caught it with a smile and wiped it on her dress before she took a bite.
It was sweet with a little sourness. The wonderful taste made Higan squint her eyes and take another bite.
"Is it good?" Tang Ling also had a tomato in his mouth as he squatted beside Higan.
"Mm-hmm." Higan nodded and caressed Tang Ling's hair as if she was petting a big dog.
"I planted it, so it won't be bad." Tang Ling munched on the tomato and did not forget to wipe the juice off the corner of Higan's mouth.
However, Tang Ling gobbled down the tomato juice on his hand, so the more he wiped Higan's face, the dirtier it got.
"You did it on purpose?" Higan raised a brow.
Tang Ling swallowed the tomato in his mouth and turned around innocently. "On purpose? What?"
Looking at Higan's messy face, he could not hold back the smile in his eyes.
"Oh, nothing." Higan looked a little silly as if she believed Tang Ling, but in the next second, she smeared the rest of the tomato on Tang Ling's face.
"You're wasting food!" Tang Ling scolded her sternly.
Higan suddenly moved closer to Tang Ling and licked his cheek. She then whispered in his ear, "Is it still a waste?"
Higan's hot breath lingered in Tang Ling's ear. His face blushed furiously as he lowered his head in embarrassment.
Suddenly, he raised his head, held Higan's face, and kissed the corner of her lips.
This time, it was Higan who widened her eyes in shock. Tang Ling was shy and shy in his bones, so it was his first time being so bold.
Before Higan could turn around, Tang Ling had already run off and pretended to harvest the tomatoes in the field.
"Hey …" Higan was amused and a little annoyed at the same time.
Under the sunlight, Tang Ling turned around and smiled at her. "It's tomato flavored."
Higan did not say anything. She propped her chin on her hand and looked at Tang Ling's smile under the sunlight. The young man was handsome, and she liked him.
Tang Ling was a little embarrassed by her gaze, but he could not help but turn around and steal a peek at Higan. He lowered his head and smiled.
**
It was dusk in summer.
Tang Ling washed his hands and face in the clear lake water. He looked at Higan helplessly, but he carefully wiped her face and hands as well. Then, he held her hand and took a stroll in the clear lake water.
The wind blew the hair in front of Tang Ling's forehead and Higan's hair. The two of them walked under the sunlight like a painting.
It had been more than half a year.
Half a year had passed in the blink of an eye since they arrived in the fragment.
Time passed quickly, but it was hard to notice. When Higan occasionally flipped through the pages of her book, a poem would appear in her mind, 'Spring sleeps without knowing the dawn'. Was the time filled with the same feeling?
In this place, Higan was very peaceful.
She would never forget the moment she opened her eyes and turned around to see Tang Ling's warm smile. Behind him was a big window.
Outside the window, spring was in full swing, and the scenery was beautiful.
Was it a dream? Or had she entered the world of death?
Higan was a little confused. Peace and bliss would not appear in this world, would it? However, Tang Ling carried her up from the bed.
"Your body is fine now. Trust me." Tang Ling sounded firm.
"You should have come out a long time ago. I've been lonely for a long time and I've been waiting for you." Tang Ling sounded a little aggrieved.
Higan had no idea what was going on. Tang Ling brought her to the yard in front of the house and carefully placed her on a soft single chair.
As for Tang Ling, he had already hopped into the courtyard.
"Look, this is a tomato I planted. Do you know? It's a tasty fruit from the old civilization. Hmm? It's not important!
"Look, this is a cabbage. I've been plucking a few of them in the yard to make soup for you."
Tang Ling then looked at Higan. "You need to supplement your vitamins, understand?"
"This is a fruit tree. I stole it from someone else's yard. I think it's an apple."
"This is …"
Tang Ling kept introducing the fruits to Higan. His tone sounded like he was showing off. He looked very excited as if he wanted to tell her everything that he had been wanting to say for a long time.
At first, Higan was confused, but she was slightly surprised. In the end, her expression turned into a sweet and gentle smile as she looked at Tang Ling quietly.
Tang Ling then hopped back to her and said, "I didn't waste my time. Am I amazing?" "Amazing!
I didn't know that being a farmer was amazing. "Higan smiled.
"You always like to praise me." Tang Ling scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Higan hugged Tang Ling tightly. "Where are we? Am I dreaming? Or … "
The smile and shyness on Tang Ling's face vanished as he hugged Higan tightly. His voice turned calm as he said, "We are in a place that's isolated from the world. We might not be able to go back. "
"That's great." Higan closed her eyes.
"Hmm, that's great. It's just that when we first arrived, you were unconscious. I almost … "Tang Ling tightened his grip. Whenever he thought about the feeling, his heart would still ache.
He hugged Higan so tightly that it hurt a little, but she did not say anything. She knew her own situation and everything that had happened.
"I was scared." Tang Ling looked up at Higan and his eyes started to redden.
Tang Ling was a little unfamiliar with this side of him. Higan extended her hand and caressed Tang Ling's face with her finger.
Tang Ling smiled. "But everything's fine now."
"Yes, everything's fine now. I'm not dead anymore." Higan looked at Tang Ling with a mischievous smile.
"Yeah, you're not dead anymore!" Tang Ling cheered. He hugged Higan again and spun her around.
He was really happy as if he had come from hell to heaven.
"I'm hungry."
"I'll cook for you."
"A person like Tang Ling knows how to cook? I thought he only knew how to fight? "
"He's good at fighting too. I've been cultivating every day and I'm even better than before."
**
Pfft! Higan suddenly chuckled. She had been awake for more than three months, but the scene when she first woke up was still vivid in her mind.
She still did not realize that the days she spent with Tang Ling …
"What are you laughing at?" Tang Ling turned around and asked out of curiosity.
"Nothing. I'm tired. I want to rest." The sun was not that glaring anymore. It was nearing evening and it started to soften.
"You're as strong as a female vicious beast, yet you're tired?" Tang Ling raised a brow. He was telling the truth. After Higan regained her vitality, she could slowly absorb things that were filled with energy.
Tang Ling was not stingy with Higan. The resources that the owner of the deserted island left behind plus the resources that he had stored in the space were sufficient.
Therefore, Higan lived a more luxurious life than the top nobles outside. She was really strong.
It was impossible for her to be tired after walking for a while!
Higan was speechless. In Tang Ling's mind, both men and women were the same. They were all Harsheen boars that would grow stronger after eating!
As for acting coquettishly? What kind of alien language was that? He did not understand it.
Who was Higan? She was the queen! She did not want to waste her breath on Tang Ling, so she walked in front of him and forcefully pulled him to sit down on a tree branch that reached the surface of the water.
Tang Ling's resistance was futile.
The lake water was cool and the breeze was soothing. Higan poked the lake water with her feet. She was a little disappointed because other than an egg, there was nothing else in the lake.
What was that egg? It was the egg that Tang Ling, the mother, had fed her. She said that a super vicious beast had been reborn and turned into an egg.
Fine, since Tang Ling said so, she would let it be.
Higan believed him. No matter how ridiculous the world and era were, as long as Tang Ling was real, she would be happy.
Looking at how Higan poked the lake water, Tang Ling also started to poke the lake water. Unfortunately, he did not know how to control his strength, so the moment he poked, the water splashed.
"Stop." Higan turned around and looked askance at Tang Ling.
"Okay." Tang Ling was obedient.
Higan leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder. Tang Ling lit up a cigarette and looked at the sunset in the sky, waiting for the stars to appear.
Being able to see the stars in this place was a magical thing.
"Are you ready?" Higan leaned on Tang Ling's shoulder and asked lazily.
"What do you mean?" Tang Ling did not care at all.
"I'm talking about officially becoming a Purple Moon Warrior," Higan said softly as she gazed into the distance.
"Oh, you're talking about that. I'll do it when I'm in a good mood. I'm fine with it." Tang Ling flicked his toes and splashed some water.
"This isn't like you. You used to be …"
"That was before, not now." Tang Ling was relaxed. He was really relaxed as he spat out a mouthful of smoke.
"But we have to go out eventually, don't we?" Higan looked at Tang Ling.
"Do you want to go out? I think it's better this way. "Tang Ling was serious.
Higan went quiet and did not say anything else. She leaned on Tang Ling lazily again and said after a while, "You have to go out, right? There are so many people out there who care about you. That day, Han Xing, Ro Li, Fatty … Have you forgotten how sad they were?
"Ding Ling, will Ding Dong cry? What will Boss Huang think? "
Higan sounded like she was talking in her sleep, but Tang Ling frowned and held her hand tightly.
"Are you feeling uneasy about going out?" Higan asked.
"No, I haven't given up on cultivation. Instead, because of the ups and downs, the energy accumulated and depleted again and again, my body feels like it's being tempered all over again. It's stronger than ever. "Tang Ling was not lying. Breaking down and building up had indeed brought him benefits.
With a sufficient supply of energy, Tang Ling did not have to worry about the future, so he could improve by leaps and bounds every day.
On top of that, the peaceful and leisurely life in the Dream Domain gave Tang Ling a lot of time to study other things.
The books that he exchanged from the Dream Domain became the biggest drain for him at this particular moment.
Combat techniques, the cultivation of one's state of mind, the structure of the world, and so on. Tang Ling had accumulated more knowledge than ever before, and his combat power was stronger than ever! Would the books from the Dream Domain be bad? They were all the best.
Most importantly, Tang Ling had spent a fortune in the Dream Domain to exchange for a bamboo scroll. The scroll was nothing special, and it was called 'Eye Forging'. He did not expect this book to be the most suitable book for him in the whole world, no, the whole universe.
What was it? It was actually explaining the ability that Tang Ling had been born with — Precise Instinct!
Through it, Tang Ling finally understood that the true name of Precise Instinct was not Precise Instinct but Spirit Eye!
The literal meaning of the name was the eyes of the soul.
The eyes were the Eyes of Truth, the Eyes of Insight, and the Eyes of Insight. When the Spirit Eye was tempered to the highest level, it would become real and it would start to see through everything and see through everything.
It included any kind of law!
When Tang Ling read the explanation, even though he was isolated from the world, his heart skipped a beat. If that was the case, did it mean that his ability was unfathomable? From another perspective, any kind of talent ability would be useless before him because his eyes could see through the nature of the ability.
If his own ability was strong enough, he could replicate any ability because he could see through the nature of the ability. Wasn't the nature of everything energy?
'Energy can be transformed into a myriad of forms. Energy is conserved.'
'All laws are the evolution of energy.'
'The Spirit Eye can see through the disguise of energy.'
Her words were the proof of Tang Ling's thoughts! It was written clearly in the Eye Forging book.
Tang Ling read on eagerly, and to his shock, he realized that the training method described in the book was exactly the same as what Boss Huang had taught him.
The only difference was that the method of tempering the spirit eye was more complete, and what Boss Huang had taught him was just a part of it.
The discovery made Tang Ling fall into deep thought.
Ever since he met Uncle Su Siao, everything had been arranged, right? Uncle Su Siao asked him to keep the change, but somehow, Boss Huang was the one who was teaching him, and he was teaching him in the right direction.
Were all these arrangements purely coincidental? Tang Ling refused to believe it.
Then, who else could it be? Could it be … Father, no, Tang Feng?
Tang Ling did not think too much about it since he was already isolated from the world. Everything in the Purple Moon era seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore.
Tang Ling lacked fighting spirit because he was satisfied with staying in this place with Higan.
He had yet to start the training of the Spirit Eye. The training was very difficult, and it was difficult to achieve in the time fragment.
However, Tang Ling also knew that if he wanted to, it was not impossible for him to do it here. Based on the speculation that the Island Owner had about the time fragment, this place was actually the best place for him to train!
"What are you thinking about?" Higan could not help but ask when she saw Tang Ling's silence.
"Nothing. I'm just a little hungry. Shall we go back for dinner? We said we'd watch a movie tonight. "Tang Ling discarded the messy thoughts in his mind and turned around to Higan with a relaxed smile.
"Fine. Aren't you going to take a look at your egg before you leave? "Higan asked.
"My … egg?" Tang Ling suddenly felt like there was something wrong with what she said.
Higan was a girl, so she could not understand why Tang Ling was shy.
Tang Ling would never say much because he was afraid of getting beaten up.
He jumped into the water and dove into the lake. He really wanted to see the egg. Higan looked at Tang Ling's back with a complicated gaze.
There was a little sadness, a little reluctance, and a little disappointment in her eyes.
As a matter of fact, the days here were great.
**
The movie ended.
It was a classic movie called 'John's Redemption' that was said to be very popular even in the old civilization.
Higan held Tang Ling's hand and discussed the plot for a long time before she fell asleep on the sofa.
Tang Ling leaned on his arm and stared at Higan's sleeping face for a long time before he was relieved. He carried her to her bedroom and covered her with a blanket.
He did not know why, but it must be the aftereffects. Tang Ling was always afraid that Higan would fall asleep. He had to make sure she slept soundly and that her breathing was stable to be at ease.
He even had a habit of rushing into Higan's bedroom every morning to make sure she was fine.
He was afraid that she would be gone when he woke up and everything was just a dream.
Higan seemed to know what Tang Ling was thinking about. She would wake up early every time and put on her clothes to read on the bed. When Tang Ling came in, she would give him a reassuring smile.
The night became quiet.
Tang Ling did not leave Higan's room. Instead, he took out some tools and materials from his bag and started to work on the four-colored dandelion.
Since Higan was fine and he was fortunate enough to live a long life, the four-colored dandelion must be a masterpiece.
Tang Ling had a rich inventory. He had superalloy and the bones of a super vicious beast with him. On top of that, he also had related books on formations in the Dream Domain.
He wanted to make a one-of-a-kind four-colored dandelion for Higan. He wanted to protect her and let her wear the dandelion to enhance her beauty.
He wanted to pour his life's knowledge into the dandelion.
Tang Ling was extremely serious as he carved the dandelion. Every now and then, he would turn around to look at Higan. She was sleeping soundly with her limbs stretched out and the bead hanging around her neck rolled to the side.
Looking at the bead, Tang Ling's heart was filled with gratitude because it was the key to Higan's survival.
The bead came from the Dark Essence Bead. Tang Ling's amazing memory would never go wrong. During the chaotic battle at sea that day, the Dancing Color Bead had fished up the Dark Essence Bead that was still alive and stuffed the bead into its mouth. Only then did the Dark Essence Bead recover.
Before this, Tang Ling did not care about the bead.
Firstly, he did not notice the details back then. He had no idea whether the bead had returned to the Dancing Color Bead or was kept away by the Dark Essence Bead.
Secondly, he wondered if the merfolk's items were effective on humans. On top of that, he was not sure whether the bead was for stimulation or recovery.
Lastly, he believed that the Tear of the Sea God was the best recovery item. How could the bead compare to the Tear of the Sea God?
Tang Ling was not a god after all. He was just a smart young man who was almost devilish.
"It seems like a kind thought …" Tang Ling did not continue. He still could not believe in something that he could not be sure of.
Even though the narrow escape from death this time had a lot to do with the kind thought that came to him on the spur of the moment.
He wanted the Dark Essence Bead to have a place to rest in, but in the end, the Dark Essence Bead repaid him with the Bead of Life.
It was as if it was grateful for Tang Ling's kindness and also apologetic for being blinded by love, forcing Tang Ling and Higan to such a state.
Some things could not be explained.
Tang Ling stood up and put the bead that rolled to the side back into Higan's pajamas. He could not let the bead stay away from Higan, even if it was just a little bit.
He would always remember the surprise when he turned around in the dark night and realized that Higan was getting better.
He started to search frantically for the reason. In the end, he confirmed his feelings when he found the bead in the pile of junk that the Dark Essence Bead had dropped.
It made Tang Ling feel like everything was destined to happen. The bead had rolled to the side of Higan's bed and was the closest to her among all the junk.
If it was further away, would it still work? Tang Ling remembered that the Cai Dancing Pearl had stuffed the bead into the Dark Essence Bead's mouth.
Tang Ling wanted to do the same, but Higan, who was getting better, seemed to be able to express her weak will, so she was a little resistant.
Therefore, Tang Ling made a necklace and hung the bead on Higan's chest.
It was effective! It was very effective! Tang Ling's rational judgment allowed him to seize the only chance he had.
Ever since the bead was hung up, Higan felt like it was getting stronger day by day. Slowly, it could eat food with energy and slowly, it could open its eyes and move its limbs even though its consciousness was not fully awake yet.
Tang Ling was afraid that Higan's brain would be damaged after being in a coma for too long, but he did not expect the magical bead to help her recover. Perhaps it was because of the nourishment and the pure energy from the Purple Moon era, Higan was recovering well. Her body was even better than before she was in a coma.
Tang Ling was grateful for everything. Regardless of what happened, he had a new understanding of kindness, a word that was foreign to him in the Purple Moon era.
After the bead was put back, Tang Ling was stunned for a long time.
Higan's chest was snow-white, and when he put the bead in, the heartbeat … It could not be helped. He was still a normal and hot-blooded teenager.
However, Tang Ling had his own beliefs about certain things. Now was not the time. Maybe, Higan …
Would Higan want to do something like that? Tang Ling gulped nervously. He packed up and walked out of the house.
Outside the yard, the stars shone brightly.
The quietness allowed Tang Ling to calm down and think about some things, such as the advancement and the time fragment.
He and Higan had finished reading the diary of the survivor.
As a matter of fact, the survivor held on for a year and a half before he finally gave up.
He chose to use a secret that he discovered to end his life.
In the last diary entry, he wrote that he did not know whether he could succeed or not. However, judging from the current situation, he had succeeded. The secret that he discovered was real.
Ding! Tang Ling lit up the lighter in his hand. It was an interesting lighter left behind by the survivor. When he opened the lid, the tinkle sounded pleasant to Tang Ling's ears.
If I can get out, I'll bring it with me.
Tang Ling stared blankly at the flame of the lighter. A few seconds later, he lit up the cigarette in his hand.
What was the secret? Even if it was revealed, it would be beyond human knowledge, be it the people of the old civilization or the people of the Purple Moon era.
On the last day of every year, a mysterious force would appear in this place and restore everything to its original state.
It was the simplest and most direct explanation that Tang Ling could come up with.
If he wanted to make it easier to understand, the time fragment would be like a powerful refrigerator that froze everything in this place.
In other words, everything in this place would only last for a year, and after a year, everything would return to its original state.
It was difficult to understand, but it was the hard truth.
The only place that could avoid the mysterious force was the top of the mountain, so the time on the top of the mountain was staggered from the time outside the mountain.
The small space at the top of the mountain was the normal time, or rather, the normal time of this place.
Outside the mountain, time was measured in terms of a year, and after a year, everything would return to zero.
The return to zero was something that normal people could not understand. For example, when Tang Ling took five packs of cigarettes from the supermarket, after the mysterious force passed, the five packs of cigarettes would appear neatly on the shelf again!
It went against the most basic physics theory. Tang Ling could not explain how the chaotic time and space law could achieve this.
A perpetual motion machine? Inexhaustible? That was not how it could be explained!
According to the owner of the deserted island, it was just the power of time reversal. The people in this space were similar to the Dream Domain, but they were not exactly the same. It was not a real existence.
It was difficult to understand, at least not for Tang Ling.
Based on his understanding, he only knew that in this fragment of time, the only 'real' place that was suitable for him and Higan was that small hill. His hope was also there.
This place was not a place that they could stay for long. Nothing was eternal.
The power of time reversal was limited. The day it ran out would be the day the space fragment would collapse.
Even the owner of the deserted island could not tell when the space fragment would collapse. After all, it was located in the middle of a huge river of time and space energy.
There was a high chance that even if Tang Ling spent his entire life here, the space fragment would not collapse.
While Tang Ling was deep in thought, several fireflies danced in the bushes not far away from him and flew to him.
The only life that could exist in this place were insects.
Even the owner of the deserted island could not figure out the reason, let alone Tang Ling. However, in this lonely place, Tang Ling cherished the insects because the presence of life was precious.
After looking at the fireflies for a while, Tang Ling started to think about what Higan said.
Not touched? Not worried at all? That must be fake.
If all these were not enough to motivate Tang Ling to get out, an indescribable sense of urgency that came from the bottom of his heart was getting clearer.
It seemed like it was going to scream, but what would it scream?
Tang Ling spread his limbs and looked up at the starry sky. How many billions of years ago were the stars? They were projected into this time fragment.
Would he and Higan grow old and die quietly in this place? Would they fade away? Or would they become stars that could shine in this endless time and space?
What would Higan think? She had a powerful talent that was not inferior to his! She was definitely not an ordinary girl. Maybe she also wanted to shine?
Tang Ling had a feeling that what Higan said in the afternoon might be the answer.
He put the cigarette out and decided to become a Purple Moon Warrior the next day.
Higan was the same. She had accumulated enough.
According to the owner of the deserted island, in this time fragment, there was a huge advantage that the outside world did not have: the law of time and space.
Choosing to evolve on that mountain would bring unexpected benefits.
Is that so? Tang Ling stood up and stretched his body. He didn't know why, but after he decided to go out, the little flame hidden in the depths of his heart was ignited with a 'whoosh'.
He felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and he could not help but smile.
Higan was not asleep. After Tang Ling left, she opened her eyes. Through the big window of her bedroom, she saw Tang Ling sitting in the yard.
She watched as Tang Ling lit up his cigarette, went silent, and furrowed his brows in deep thought. Then, she watched as he stretched his body and smiled from the side.
More importantly, despite the distance, even though it was just his side profile, she could see the glimmer in Tang Ling's eyes.
She actually understood that even without any reason, Tang Ling was not the kind of person who could be restrained. It was pitiful for him to be trapped in this place.
Tang Ling was the kind of dragon that wanted to soar into the sky and dive into the deep sea. He was the legendary dragon of Huaxia. He wanted to soar freely, and he was destined to leave his mark in this era.
No one, not even Higan herself, could stop him.
Even if she could stop him, tying him up in this place and selfishly forcing him to spend the rest of his life with her would be killing the deepest desire in his heart and taking away half of his brightest life.
Higan would never do that. She knew that Tang Ling might seem passive, but deep in his heart, he had an active side that he did not know about. It could also be called ambition.
"Actually … I remember everything, Brother …" Higan reached out her hand and placed her shadow on Tang Ling's back as if she was supporting him.
No wonder she was sad at first sight and attached to him the moment she thought about him. They relied on each other for survival when they were young. Even if their memories were killed, how could the feelings in the deepest part of their souls be killed?
Was it not natural for her to fall in love with Tang Ling? Since she was young, he was her hero. The figure she admired the most and the embrace that gave her the most sense of security was from him.
Higan never cared about her brother. They were not related by blood anyway, so why would she feel burdened? Based on this, Higan and Tang Ling were like real siblings. What did other people's opinions have to do with her? He would not harm others and would never make things difficult for himself. That was his attitude.
She was glad that she could grow up with him like this. She felt like she did not miss a lot of time in his life.
Higan curled her lips into a smile. She suddenly thought of something that happened in her childhood. She would definitely ask Tang Ling if he was serious about it back then.
Higan's eyes started to blur.
She felt like she was seeing the settlement from her childhood. She saw the short brambles, the grass that was blown by the wind, and the thick yet enchanting purple on the small hill.
She had forgotten why she was crying. All she remembered was Tang Ling squatting beside her and using a piece of meat and a few wildflowers to comfort her clumsily.
She sobbed in his arms and was finally comforted. She smiled happily and said as if she was being rewarded, "Brother, I've grown up. I want to marry you."
"Brothers and sisters can't get married." Tang Ling caressed her hair and carried her to go home.
Higan pouted and started to cry again. "I want to marry you. I want to …"
Tang Ling was at a loss. No matter how hard he tried to comfort her, it would not work. In the end, he patted her back and said, "Fine, let's get married. I was adopted by uncle and aunt anyway, so we aren't related by blood."
Higan covered her mouth with the blanket and giggled happily on the bed.
This idiot! Why was he so serious back then? If I'm not mistaken, I was only four years old back then. He told me that we aren't related by blood? Is he serious?
Higan's eyes shone.
Her fingers started to move and she unconsciously caressed Tang Ling's side profile.
"I still remember what you said at the end, idiot …" she muttered to herself.
What did they say at the end?
"Brother, what do you mean by we aren't related by blood?"
"It means that we aren't born from the same parents, but I'm still your brother."
"Oh, so I can marry you just like that?"
"Should? No problem? "
"Then, brother, you must keep your word. Don't lie to me."
"Okay, I won't lie.
Let's pinky swear. "
"Pinky swear …" Higan wiggled her finger as if she could still remember the warmth of Tang Ling's thumb on her finger that day.
She looked up, but Tang Ling was gone. Instead, she heard his footsteps outside the door.
Higan quickly pulled the blanket over her and pretended to be asleep.
Tang Ling walked into the room and strangely noticed that Higan's breath was a little rushed. Nothing escaped his Precise Instinct.
Is there something wrong with Higan? Tang Ling dashed over without a second thought and laid down on top of her. He felt her heartbeat and carefully felt whether her life was fading away.
Her life was not fading away! But why was her heart beating so fast?
Tang Ling stared at Higan for a long time. Higan's face started to turn red and Tang Ling's body was burning. He clenched his fists tightly.
More than 10 seconds later, Tang Ling's heart was almost at its limit. He growled and left Higan's bed.
"Higan, I've made up my mind. I'm going to advance tomorrow. You too. You too. Got it? "Tang Ling pretended to be calm.
Higan suddenly felt infuriated. She sat up and said, "Did you come in here just to tell me this?"
"What else?" Tang Ling could not think of anything else to say. Did Higan pretend to be asleep because she had something to say to him?
"No, I'm tired. I want to sleep." Higan lay down, but she was really angry. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at Tang Ling.
Tang Ling could have dodged it, but he did not. He was baffled by the sudden throw, but he dared not provoke Higan, so all he could do was walk away grumbling.
Tang Ling closed the door and smiled. No matter what happened in the future, no matter where he was, Higan would always be there, would she not?
"Silly boy." At the same time, Higan also smiled.
**
After Tang Ling went through a lot of torture and grew up, the peaceful days were bestowed upon him as if God had taken pity on him.
Tang Ling had stayed in the time fragment for 217 days, but the laws of time and space were messed up.
Based on the normal time and space of the Purple Moon era, it had been more than two years since Tang Ling went missing.
From a fundamental point of view, it was unfair to Tang Ling.
He was like a genius with the same starting point, but someone else had more than half the time than him.
Moreover, this batch of geniuses was the strongest batch of humans since the beginning of the Purple Moon era, and their numbers were much higher than ever before.
They were destined to shine brightly.
Tang Ling's name was like a meteor that flew across the sky. No matter how bright it was when it flew across the sky, it could not stay and would eventually be forgotten.
Now that the world had changed drastically, how many people still remembered Tang Ling?
In the snowstorm, Han Xing grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth without caring if it was contaminated.
The area outside Iron-Blooded City was also known as the Beyond the Great Wall.
Every existence in this world was filled with the unknown. Every living being was not to be underestimated, and the slightest detail could be fatal.
However, in order to survive and to complete the mission of a soldier, he had to make all sorts of dangerous choices under extreme circumstances, just like the snow that he swallowed. If he did not swallow it, he would die of thirst.
The mouthful of cold snow melted into water and was swallowed. Han Xing's thirsty body felt a little better and he could even focus his senses again.
He had led his squad to lie in ambush here for three days just to wait for a squad from the underground city. Rumor had it that the squad had vital information that was crucial to the humans.
He had to eliminate the squad, capture the important members of the squad, and intercept the information. He had to get the credit.
Han Xing laid in the snow quietly, clenching his fists. His operation this time was actually a secret operation. He did not receive any orders from his superiors and it went against his original mission.
However, it was a choice he had to make. The days he spent in Iron-Blooded City, no, for the past two years or so, Han Xing had been suppressing a huge, nameless fire in his heart.
He was not the only one. All 12 members of his squad were burning with an unknown fire as well.
The world had changed a lot. The current structure of the world was no longer the same as before.
The top ten safety cities had fallen into decline.
Rumor had it that the castellan of the top ten safety cities had gone missing. There was a high possibility that they had all gone to search for a secret place and died.
Of course, the top ten factions denied the rumor with all their might. Emperor Han, one of the top ten factions, even showed up once with the other three factions.
However, the rumor could not be dispelled. In the Purple Moon era, it was not too difficult to disguise a person as a person.
The only way to distinguish the truth from the falsehood was to make a forceful move.
Regardless of which of the ten castellan made a move, no one could imitate them. Their strength was so powerful that it was impossible to imitate them and each of them had their own unique characteristics.
Moreover, what was the status of the person who could imitate them? Was it even possible for them to imitate them?
Therefore, under such circumstances, the Stardust Council could not possibly stay quiet. They started to provoke some of the new factions to make a move and test the bottom line of the top ten safety cities.
In the Purple Moon era, there was no need to be afraid of a lack of virtue, only a lack of strength. Since the pillars of the top ten safety cities were no longer around, it was only natural for them to share a part of what they had.
The chaos of war had begun again, even though it was only a small-scale war.
It was a change of power between the old and the new. It was an undeniable rule of history. That was what the Stardust Council said.
With that in mind, Han Xing spat softly. He never had a good impression of the Stardust Council. Only an idiot would be fooled by the fact that they started a war and used history to cover it up.
Han Xing had been through a lot in the past two years. He even started to suspect that the disappearance of the first castellan was also a rumor released by the Stardust Council.
However, in the face of provocation, the top ten safety cities and even the True Capital, who had always been domineering, chose to tolerate it.
It really allowed the new factions that were provoked to take advantage of the situation.
It further solidified the suspicions of those who speculated about it. Hence, they pushed their luck and became more aggressive.
However, even though the top ten safety cities' attitude towards the castellan was unpredictable, their status was determined. They were not pushovers that could be easily bullied.
Even if the worst case scenario was true and the castellan was gone, what about the geniuses that they had nurtured over the years?
Therefore, when the situation reached a certain point, the top ten safety cities were ready to fight back.
The new factions that reaped the benefits could no longer stop. They were pushed to the front of the stage and shed all pretenses of cordiality. They were destined to never return to the past.
Both sides started to fight. The scale of the war started from a small dispute to a regional war, and in the end, it was a full-blown war!
If that was the case, Iron-Blooded City would no longer be safe. This would be the biggest war of all time, even bigger than the war between the Dragon Army and the Stardust Council.
At that moment, to everyone's surprise, Iron-Blooded City made its move.
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