Born to Disappear

Chapter 33

The wind blew fiercely, blowing the long mane of Hualing. Stroked his skin, leaving a freezing chill all over his body.

His brain was empty, even the voice of Xie Shaosheng who repeatedly called out to him ignored.

'How can Shaosheng's brother paint this event in detail? Could it be that he had seen it inside the tomb of His Eternal Majesty Shui Xing?'

Hualing's thoughts revolved around one thing in common, but however he weighed it was impossible for Xie Shaosheng to enter that dungeon. His mind was still spinning, considering the possibility until the touch on the back of his hand shocked him.

"Little sister?" Xie Shaosheng who was concentrating on the painting was slightly surprised by the sound of the inkstone fault. He looked at his silent junior sister with a surprised look. His gaze fell on the half-finished painting on the table, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the painting. Although the view of the roof collapsed, the rolling clouds and lightning struck was not something beautiful.

"Is the scene in this picture familiar?" Xie Shaosheng is still Xie Shaosheng, although his heart is full of curiosity but his speech remains soft and cultured.

"Where did senior brother get the inspiration to describe these things?" hualing's gaze was still fixed straight on the unfinished painting. Inwardly asked, why did this event continue to surround him. Hualing did not know if this was a coincidence or something else.

"I saw it in my dream. The palace with the roof broken, clouds rolling up and lightning striking. I don't know why I dreamed about it so much a few days ago, I can't forget it. Pour it in paper and hope the anxiety will fade." Xie Shaosheng put down the brush, looking at the painting carefully.

"Only in a dream?" Although Hualing said softly, with their distance so close, as a cultivator it would be impossible if Xie Shaosheng did not hear it.

"Is the scene in this painting familiar?"

"Yes, I've seen it in the painting that fills the wall in the basement of His Eternal Majesty's tomb Shui Xing. As it met with the remnants of His Eternal Majesty's consciousness, His Eternal Majesty said that what was painted on the wall back then was an event tens of thousands of years ago in the ninth heaven. It was when the God of war created the Destiny-breaking Bell." Hualing's long answer could never be guessed even in wishful thinking.

'Sort of little sister was so surprised when she saw this painting.' Shaosheng.

"If this is a ninth heaven's past event, why can I dream of it?" shaosheng's forehead creased deeply. Although he practiced on the eternal path, but he was not a real immortal. So why can he dream of something he shouldn't know?

There was a wild guess in his mind, but Shaosheng did not dare to think further.

"Do you remember the eternal heart?" with drooping eyes Hualing asked.

"The stone that the Sky sect used for testing a few days ago?" Shaosheng remembered the brilliant blue-colored stone that felt warm in his palm.

"Yes. What you see in the dream should be related to the eternal heart."

This Hualing answer raised more questions in Xie Shaosheng's mind. He fell silent with a straight look at his smallest junior sister, waiting for the second to convey further.

"Made from the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the immortal energy from the jade pond in the palace of the Celestial Emperor. Although the one used during the test is only a fraction, it cannot be denied if the object is heavenly things. Ten years ago I had a vision of Liu Xing Sheng. He was the incarnation of the Celestial Emperor, having an eternal destiny. That was why the immortal heart shone so brightly when Liu Xing Sheng touched it. When I touched it, the immortal heart also shone because I also had an eternal destiny."

This information is too big, Xie Shaosheng needs time to digest everything. He was silent for a while before returning to ask, "that time the immortal heart also shone on my testing, which little sister meant that I also had an eternal destiny?"

"Yes, the immortal heart is very mysterious. And that testing should have triggered the immortal energy and memories of the senior brother. Even at this moment I can vaguely sense the immortal energy belonging to senior brother." he replied with a look. Look at the sky changing color.

"This is not the first time I've done it. Brother calm down, Hualing will be fine." he tried to calm down. "It's late, I have to go back. The senior brother can think slowly." he continued, then left after a proper salute.

"Little sister walks slowly."

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The index finger tapped on the wooden table, the constant sound sounded light. Hualing's gaze was fixed on the nightly pearl-lit courtyard among the flowers while he sat inside his wooden house. The twin door leaves were wide open, a cold wind was blowing in. A small bell was placed on the table in front of him.

He was pensive with a blank look while his mind was like a tangled thread. When he was at such a close distance, he was sure of nine out of ten points that the immortal energy of the Blue Flower Bell and Xie Shaosheng were identical. It's just that he still doesn't know how it can happen.

A cold huddle broke his mind. A pair of sturdy hands coiled tightly around the waist. Without turning around she found out who was so presumptuous as to come into physical contact with this aunt.

"The doors and windows were open so wide in the cold night. Does Ling'er miss me so much?" Ever since Yuan Qing immersed himself in the cultivation of the heavenly demon body, his body felt increasingly cold. It is becoming less like the human body. However, Hualing couldn't hate him even a tiny bit.

Yuan Qing had a natural demon physique, so this should be what he went through.

"If Ling'er ignores me, I'll be jealous." Hualing chuckled at the sulking tone. It really did not match Yuan Qing's temperament.

"Didn't you say ten days? while this was only six days." instead of letting go Yuan Qing's close embrace, Hualing leaned back on the man. Enjoying the cold that clears the heart.

Yuan Qing was a little surprised by Hualing's reaction, but it only lasted for a moment before a single smile bloomed on his lips, "I miss Ling'er too much, otherwise soon meet I fear I will become a heart demon."

Hualing felt goosebumps all over his body hearing that spoiled-pitched speech, "don't talk nonsense." He reprimanded while his hand patted the back of Yuan Qing's hand, asking the second one to release the decapitation, "sit down properly." he continued.

As a good host, Hualing poured a cup of tea for Yuan Qing and the second one immediately drank it, "what makes Ling'er pensive?"

Hualing weighed for a moment, "ah Qing, what caused the two energies possessed by different people to be so identical?"

"Didn't Ling'er know that well? Because it's the same object. Didn't you hold fast to the belief that I am the incarnation of the God of war because of this?"

"So what if one side is a human and the other side is a thing?"

"The world of cultivation is full of mysteries, even objects can give birth to consciousness." Yuan Qing put down the cup that had been empty, the sound of the porcelain and wood crashing rang out.

Hualing lowered his gaze on the blue flower bell on the table. Although he had guessed it, but Hualing did not have the courage to think about it any deeper.

He was afraid, if Xie Shaosheng was a form of consciousness from the Blue Flower Bell then wouldn't he be able to become a form of consciousness from another immortal object?

If he really forms the consciousness of an eternal object, then all his confusion will be answered.