I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

In the kingdom shrouded in the night, the afterglow of the Milky Way with the light of stars scattered all over the ground, just like fireflies in a summer dream, flowing in the night-scented flowers, rendering this place with an indescribable ethereal illusion.

This is a shallow dream, a place composed of individual cognition and soul.

Ordinary people's dreams must be bizarre, even monks are the same, and the fact that this dream world can exist stably, even with a sense of absurdity and illusion, is enough to show its strength in dream attainments.

And the figure on the high platform in the center of the dream, motionless, as if resting.

This figure is Lin Chen.

At this moment, he seemed to fall into a long dream, his face was quiet and peaceful, as if he fell into a long sleep here.

At the last transmission, in order to resist the interference of the Milky Way, he used his terrifying talent to trigger the great power of the dream to come.

Although he managed to escape, as the host, he fell into this illusory world constructed by the power of dreams, the afterglow of the Tianhe River, and the Lianxu Talisman under the entanglement of the three powers.

Now he is trapped here. In order to escape, no, to be precise, in order to completely refine and control this place, he has to merge with it through long sleep.

If he can successfully merge, then he can use the Lianxu Talisman as a carrier to evolve the world in his dreams, embark on his own path of Yuanying, and the door to Lianxu will be completely open to him.

Even in the future, as long as he can turn the virtual into the real, from the illusory dream to the real world, then he will be the only virtual fairy in this world for millions of years!

Of course, this process is also long and difficult, but taking the first step is more important than anything else.

However, it is not easy to merge the power of these three and build a dream world with infinite potential. It will take a very long time.

This time may be a month, half a year... or even hundreds of years.

Outside the dream, time is passing by at an unprecedented speed.

…

One year later.

Guixu, in the fragmented world.

In a continuous, gloomy mountain range.

The surrounding light is extremely dim, gloomy, and it is difficult to see the sun all day long. Some plants grow in strange shapes, twisted and hideous, and vaguely look like ghosts.

This is the location of the White Bone Gate in a thousand-mile area. There is a golden elixir-level white bone demon in it, which is a fearful existence even for many demons and monsters nearby.

But today, on this dead and forbidden white bone mountain, a huge and terrifying sword formation has taken shape, completely covering it.

Under the raging of the terrifying sword energy, even if the golden elixir white bone demon struggled frantically, it was still chopped off by countless sword lights and even its soul!

"Huh - this guy is finally dead!"

Looking at the skeleton demon in front of him being cut into pieces, Zhang Hao in mid-air finally showed a trace of satisfaction of revenge.

A year ago, since he arrived here, in a fragment of the world in Guixu, he has been vaguely targeted by the residual will of this world.

Originally, he wanted to find a place to heal his wounds, but he was targeted by these monsters and ghosts one after another, wanting to devour him to increase his strength. The skeleton demon even wanted to use him as a slave furnace and take whatever he wanted.

In order to escape their pursuit, he didn't know how much suffering he had suffered. Now that his strength has been restored, he naturally wants to retaliate one by one and destroy their entire family!

"Is this the opponent's skeleton golden pill?"

Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and a spiritual pill that looked like a skeleton relic and exuded a faint pressure flew into his hand.

He played with the bone relic and asked calmly:

"Old Tree, you said that you can use this to create a magic weapon to conceal your own breath?"

"Yes, you can use the spirits of the creatures in this world to refine a magic weapon to conceal your own breath, so as to avoid being targeted by the remaining world." Old Tree reminded, "This concealment process must not last long, otherwise it will be secretly assimilated by this world."

"I see." Zhang Hao nodded, indicating that he understood.

And Old Tree seemed to think of something, hesitated, and said:

"By the way, there is one thing I must explain to you first."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhang Hao, who was about to leave, was suddenly stunned when he heard this.

"...It means that the practice of Jindan can be in the fragments of this world, but when you break through the Nascent Soul, it is best to return to the main world." Old Tree hesitated and said.

"Why is this?!" Zhang Hao frowned when he heard this.

After what happened before, he knew how dangerous it was to go back, not to mention that the fragments of this world were also not small, and there were even Yuanying demons, which meant that there was no shortage of resources for breakthrough.

So why did he go back?

"Guixu is not as simple as you think. Storing the debris of the world is only one of its functions. It also has more bizarre things..."

"And now the fragments of the world you are in are in Guixu. Although they are constantly floating up under the influence of the Tianhe River and integrated into the original world, this is ultimately..."

After listening to it, Zhang Hao roughly understood what he meant.

It was that the old tree felt that there were hidden dangers in breaking through here, but he didn't know where the problem was, so he reminded him.

But it didn't matter. He was not the kind of person who didn't listen to advice. Since Yibao at home said so, he would do it.

Thinking of this, he flashed and disappeared on the White Bone Mountain.

...

More than ten years later, the sky above the sea area that Lin Chen and the others left.

The vast blue sea has disappeared, replaced by a small, vibrant continent with many people on it.

On the central mountain range of this new continent, Xing Yu Zhen Jun and Ling Yuan Shang Ren stood side by side, looking at the vast land below the mountain.

"The intermediate spiritual veins have been successfully migrated, and a large number of people have been deployed to various places. Next, the polluted black fog should be discharged into this place." Xing Yu Zhen Jun said lightly.

"This... will it really be okay?"

Ling Yuan Shang Ren, who originally supported this experiment very much, seemed a little worried at this critical moment.

After all, if something goes wrong, his Ling Yuan Island will be the first to bear the brunt.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. Besides, since the decision has been made, how can we change it at the last minute?" Xingyu Zhenjun sneered and said, "What's more, this is not a request, but... an order."

Lingyuan Shangren fell silent after hearing this, and did not say another word.

And Xingyu Zhenjun ignored him, but pinched the seal in his hand, and a mysterious wave surged from his palm.

In an instant, the black fog that had been imprisoned in the sea near the continent for more than ten years suddenly lost its restraints.

The next moment, the black fog sea was like a beast that had been starving for a long time. The clouds and waves rolled, covering the sky and earth, and brazenly eroded the continent layer by layer!

Just a moment of contact, the blue sea water turned dark and smelly, the floating corpses and mutated beasts squirmed and crowded together, and the silver-white beach was stained with a layer of stains like mold...

On the continent, under the black fog, the grass and trees withered, countless animals and plants mutated, and the people who came into contact with them also let out shrill wails and screams...

When it came into contact with the spiritual energy emitted by the underground spiritual veins, it underwent even more bizarre distortions, and countless creepy evil things were born.

There were sticky, bloody flesh balls like silt, there were thousand-faced ghosts with thousands of resentful faces and illusory paleness, and grave demons made up of countless corpses...

Under the cover of the black fog, on this small continent, strange distortions were happening everywhere.

Even the light of the sun and the moon in the sky, under the influence of the black fog, turned into dim and bloody colors one after another, revealing a weird ominous feeling.

The people who have lived here for more than ten years, with a population of over a million, have ushered in real terror and despair.

The pollution of black fog, the strange creatures, the curse of the dead... If they encounter any of them, the heavy casualties are considered light.

And they can only passively accept this, and cannot escape from here.

Because at this moment, on the periphery of this continent, above the nine heavens, there is a constant flow of spiritual energy falling, and finally forming a terrifying formation, sealing all methods, isolating the inside in one fell swoop, and cutting off their hope of escape.

"You all keep an eye on this place. Every ten years, the alliance will carry out a human race deployment and monk exile to ensure that the experiments can continue."

Above the periphery of the continent, Xingyu Zhenjun looked at this tragic scene, his face without any emotion.

After all, for her, who has a lifespan of nearly thousands of years, the life of a mortal of less than a hundred years is just like an ant that lives and dies in the morning, which really does not arouse empathy.

Not to mention that these people who were released had been contaminated by the black fog before. Although they still looked like humans, they were essentially half-dead, half-human, half-demon, and could not be considered human.

So she would not show any mercy when she took action.

"Yes." Master Lingyuan took the order.

Master Xingyu glanced at him and ordered:

"You stay here and pay attention to whether there are any clues about the two people who escaped that year. If you find any, contact me in time!"

More than ten years ago, the Tianji Sect of the Middle-earth Continent received the news and immediately rushed to investigate at the fastest speed. For this purpose, an elder of the Yuanying level was even dispatched.

However, various means of detection were used, and even the people of the Dead River Sect were forcibly asked to assist, but in the end, they only came to the conclusion that they were not in this world.

The Tianji Masters in the alliance speculated that they were either hiding in the outer domain or falling into the Guixu, and they could not lock their specific location at all, so they could only give up temporarily.

However, the two of them have been put on the wanted list of the Immortal Alliance. Once they appear in the inner sea again, they will be hunted down by the Immortal Alliance.

"I obey your order."

Seeing this, Xing Yu Zhenjun nodded, and turned away without saying anything else.

...

Fifty years later, on the edge of Lingnan.

The place where Lin Chen used to experiment with the inner alchemy method was located. The people of the Taiping Dao, the successor force, walked out of the boundless snow mountain and entered Lingnan.

They explored the situation here and unexpectedly found the cultivators from the Taoist Academy under the Qingyun Sect who came to recruit spiritual root disciples.

"You mean, in three days, a so-called immortal master will come here to recruit mortals with spiritual spirits and spiritual roots?"

"Yes, and I heard that they also have to hand over something called a spiritual stone."

"Immortal master, spiritual roots, spiritual stones?" The Taiping Daoist repeated these words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "In that case, let's wait here for a few days and see the so-called immortal master."

"Okay."

Three days later, the immortal master came as promised, and the Taiping Daoists were ready to take action.

At this moment, the method of inner alchemy and the practice of refining qi and cultivating immortals were based on the same theory. They walked on two separate paths, but they had the same purpose. On this day, the contact and collision began. .

…

More than thirty years later, Lingnan was the place where the gods fell.

Originally a place with clear distinctions between life and death, like the yin and yang poles where the gods fell, at this moment, it turned into an endless, dark red and cracked land.

Countless cracks are spread all over the earth. The color of the earth is like long-dried blood. The whole earth is like the skin of a scorched corpse covered with cracks and death marks, which is indescribably creepy.

And in the center of this place, stood a naked man with a deathly aura, and dark red and chapped skin. Just standing there caused the area thousands of miles around to fall into a high-temperature hell, even the air. A twisted and boiling strange figure.

It is none other than the Lord of the Demonic Cave in the northwest—Han Ba!

Over the course of decades, he finally refined the remaining origins of the place where the transformed god fell, and successfully transformed into the son of the Drought Demon!

At this time, Hanbao stood on the ground, his pupils exuding a permeable death wish suddenly turned and looked at the open space aside:

"You're here, demon."

The next moment, a voice that could not distinguish between male and female suddenly appeared:

"You have completed your transformation, now it's time to fulfill the deal."

"Are you ready to [reverse the overall situation of Yin and Yang Feng Shui in the world]?" Han Bao's skinny face moved.

"The number of blood sacrifices has reached five times and can be started at any time! But just in case, and to clear all obstacles, we need to get rid of the East China Sea Immortal Alliance first!"

Hanbao sneered after hearing this, not sure if it was a sarcasm or what he meant:

"Are you kidding me to destroy the East China Sea Immortal Alliance? The other party has been fighting with our demons for millions of years and has been passed down to this day. How can it be destroyed so easily?!"

"The Nanhua Dream Sect was destroyed in the hands of this Demon Lord, so why is it impossible?" The male-female voice said coldly, "Not to mention that this Demon Lord has been planning for so long to use the Lingnan incident to bring the two sides together. Shen Tianzun’s combat power is out of balance, which is enough to give us an opportunity to take action!”

"You and I are restraining the Taixuan Yueling in our own bodies, and the one from the Hunyuan Five Elements Sect is restrained by the Mountain Lord. Even my clone has reached the battle strength of Tianzun, enough to join forces with Jiao Emperor, but I want to leave Canghai holding Tianhe, almost Impossible!" Han Ba ​​said in a cold tone.

If nothing could be done, he would never expose this clone.

"Don't worry, the ultimate goal of the Tianhe Sect is contrary to the other immortal sects of the Immortal Alliance. The two seem to be at odds. We don't need to deal with Canghai. This Demon Lord has his own way to deal with the Tianhe Sect." Tianmo said, "We just need to deal with it. , only Shenxiao’s righteous way!”

"Is it just Shenxiao's righteous path?" After hearing this, Hanbao's dead and stiff face showed a trace of human doubt, and then he seemed to think of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank, "Could it be the [Dead River]... "

"That's right." The Demon said calmly, "'He' has already agreed to cooperate with us."

"Jie Jie Jie, it's really the Heavenly Destroying Immortal Alliance..." After hearing this, Han Ba ​​was silent for a moment, and then a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his thin face, and he said coldly, "In that case, let's do it Bar."

As he spoke, his entire figure disappeared directly from the spot, and disappearing with him was a vague, illusory figure between the intersection of dream and reality.

And not long after he left, a change occurred.

Although it has gone through decades of restoration, the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation World has returned to its former splendor, and its aura concentration has even increased.

But the place where the transformed god fell is still the main source of Lingnan’s spiritual energy.

But now the origin of this legacy has been refined by Drought Demon, and the remaining power has also been contaminated by corpse poison.

The spiritual energy it decomposed, carrying the terrifying corpse poison, spread throughout Lingnan through the thousands of miles of wind channels, and integrated into the bodies of many monks.

This leads to a complete outbreak of zombie disaster.

…

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

Over the past hundred years, there has been no major crisis in the Immortal Alliance.

On the contrary, due to the gradual opening of the Age of Discovery and the successive victories in the World Fragments Conquest in Guixu, the number of monks increased exponentially on the original basis and became more and more prosperous.

Various spiritual ships traveled between the Middle Earth and the East China Sea. The huge fleet covered the sky and covered the sun, forming a golden thoroughfare that was extremely prosperous.

On the waters of the East China Sea, there are not only high-altitude spirit boats, but also a large number of wooden ships traveling on the vast sea surface, continuously transporting resources such as hardware, spiritual minerals, and low-level elixirs back to the East China Sea through the golden waterways. inner domain.

In addition, several Heavenly Lords from the Immortal Alliance secretly indicated that during the battle with the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the exploration of the Outer Domain and Guixu, the intricate clan forces in the sect or other affiliated forces would be secretly attacked, weakened, and given to the new generation. Channels for monks to advance.

So now, after tens of thousands of years, the Immortal Alliance seems to be about to win a golden age of development.

But no one knows whether this is another spring after the prosperity or the last twilight before the dark age.

But it is undeniable that at present, the era of great strife seems to be coming.

Regardless of the changes in the situation or the turbulent undercurrents, they have all condensed in these hundreds of years.

And in that night dreamland, the afterglow of the Milky Way has dissipated, turning into a sky full of stars dotting the sky.

The blood-red talisman completely disappeared, forming a natural-looking pattern, engraved between his eyebrows.

Lin Chen's sleeping face remained motionless, quiet and peaceful, as if he would sleep forever, and as if he would wake up the next moment.

However, at this moment, in this country that seemed to be in eternal sleep, there was a creature that woke up first after sleeping with Lin Chen for a hundred years.

It was the mother of the ant of heaven and earth, the natal spirit insect refined by Lin Chen.