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He didn't feel like he had opened his eyes at all, but he could see everything around him. He could see the ceiling, the small bed, the walls, even the cracks in the walls.

Then, what did he look like?

With a thought, he discovered that he had lightly flown out. He turned around and saw himself sitting there with his eyes closed. There was no expression on his face, neither sadness nor happiness. It was much more intuitive than looking at him in the mirror.

Looking at his mind body, he could see that he had arms and legs, and his clothes were no different from those of the person in front of him.

So, can you see me in the mirror?

After looking at himself with interest a few times, Lin Jin passed through the wall and went to the washroom.

He looked into the mirror, but there was no sign of his existence.

It seemed like he was now invisible! Lin Jin thought in his heart.

I wonder how the night scene in this city compares to the Ninghua? With a thought, his consciousness flew out of the window. He felt as if she had not passed through anything.

The room he was in was the second floor of a small building. If someone were to see him floating in the air at this moment, they would definitely be shocked and think that they had seen a ghost. However, not a single one of the people that passed by had a strange expression on their faces. It was clear that none of them could see him.

Since there wasn't any danger of being discovered, Lin Jin began to leisurely enjoy the night scenery of the city.

He raised his head and saw that the night sky of the city was covered by lights and smoke. The stars in the sky were like broken pieces of cellophane that were randomly scattered on the ground. Only when the wind blew would one be able to see the faint light. Furthermore, he seemed to be in a state of anxiety, far from being as bright as the countryside and the outskirts of Ninghua.

Without looking much, Lin Jin shifted his gaze to other parts of the city …

Looking at the bright scenery outside, then looking at the people who came and went through the rich nightlife, Lin Jin felt that he could really see them clearly. But in the blink of an eye, it became blurry again.

It was clear. It was the clarity of one's vision. Blurred, but his thoughts were blurry. Gradually, he sank into a state of contemplation of the world.

Seeing this multicolored world, Lin Jin couldn't help but feel that although their lives seemed to be very close to him, so close that it could be touched, it was actually two completely different worlds!

The pursuit of a difference was destined to result in a different world.

What were they after?

Money? Power? Name? Love? But sooner or later, they would all be lost! Who can keep them for long? At the end of their lives, when they turned around, what else could they have left but memory? At the moment of his death, even his memories were gone.

Whether beautiful memories, ugly memories or not, when that day comes, they will all be lost. Only the existence of life was the basis of all of this.

Looking at those smiling young men and women walking past, Lin Jin couldn't help but think of himself who had yet to step onto the road of cultivation. Before that, wasn't he just like them, always happy and always sad? But now, those past days were all in the past. The present, too, was in the past.

The world has changed, and the dead have died. The people who spoke those words, no matter how much their radiance shined on people, even now, no matter how much people admired and missed them, they had already disappeared with the passage of time! And how many of them had missed and worshipped them, and how many had disappeared with them?

In front of this heavenly dao, no matter how great a person was, they were as weak as ants. One after another, great figures created one era after another. To ordinary people, the joys and sorrows of rising and falling alternated between life and death. However, to those who had mastered the Dao, it only lasted for a short period of time. What the Taoist pursued was long term peace and a longer period of happiness, and this, was not greater than the desire of an ordinary person?

The Taoist was actually the person with the greatest desire! Perhaps, even a true transcendent cultivation expert, even if they had the ability to avoid all kinds of disasters, to the moment the universe was destroyed, they would still be doomed. However, he had been happy for a much longer time than an ordinary person. At least, he wouldn't leave so many regrets for the sake of time …

Under the tide of his thoughts, Lin Jin's comprehension of the dao unconsciously deepened. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the sky had already turned white.

Putting aside his thoughts about the vicissitudes of life, he willed his consciousness into the air. It was only when he could no longer fly that he stopped flying.

Looking down at the buildings on the ground and the people driving in the early morning, he couldn't help but think about his current condition.

The Ecclesiastical Collection said: "The body is like a piece of wood, the heart is like a piece of wood, the heart is like a piece of ash, the Spiritual Sense defends within, its will never dissipate, it will definitely produce a yin god, a ghost with a clear spirit, not a pure Yang immortal." Yin and Yang Gods were different. Generally speaking, Yin Gods could hide but not reveal themselves, while Yang Gods could hide and reveal themselves. According to his cultivation level, he should be in a state where Yin Gods were travelling. But even if it was a Yin Master, he shouldn't be able to travel so short a distance like him!

According to the ancient texts, even if a Yin Master were not able to travel a thousand miles, he should still be able to swim within a hundred miles. However, he only had this short distance of one or two miles. Furthermore, he had a thread holding onto his hand, as if he was flying a kite.

In the book, there was a description of the Sun God, "Invisible energy can be displayed, dissipating into qi, gathering into qi, then forming."

He didn't know if he could show his true form. Thinking about it, Lin Jin immediately flew to the bathroom in his room. Looking at the mirror, he muttered the word "manifest" in his heart. However, after chanting for a while, there was only the opposite wall inside the mirror, and no image of himself could be seen.

In order to understand more about his current state, Lin Jin held the mindset of experimenting, and used his mind to envision himself becoming taller. Unexpectedly, just as he thought about it, he felt as if he was filled with gas, slowly expanding. It was only when the room was almost full that he felt powerless.

Waving his hands upwards, he saw his hands pass through the ceiling without any hindrance, and then tried some other movements. He realized that this time, apart from the size difference, there was no difference between the two.

So what if they were small? With a thought, his body became smaller like a balloon. The change in size was much faster than the increase in his rate of expansion. He only slowed down when he returned to normal.

Until then, it could not be any smaller. When Lin Jin compared it to other objects, he discovered that he was already as big as an ink bottle. After flying to other objects, he found that he could still pass through them without feeling obstructed, and he still couldn't see himself when he looked in the mirror.

It seemed that the ability to become larger and smaller was useless. Lin Jin sighed, and was about to return to his body.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that along with his completely meaningless sigh, a thumb-sized speck of dust in front of his mouth couldn't help but tremble twice.

Could it be an illusion? Lin Jin opened his eyes wide and blew at it again.

But this time it did not move.

It seemed that it was indeed an illusion. Lin Jin laughed at himself and subconsciously reached out his hand to pass through the dust. Unexpectedly, as he stretched out his hand, he felt something in his palm. He hurriedly retracted his hand and looked at it again. Sure enough, he saw a speck of dust quietly lying on his palm.

Heavens! Am I the god of yin or the god of yang?

Lin Jin was stunned like a wooden chicken, he stood in the air.