I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Black Mist Continent.

There is no night sky or stars here. The sky is covered by black mist all day long. The moonlight is blood red. Even at noon in the daytime, the sun is full of blood like dusk.

The land is vast, the vitality is declining, and there is a smell of decay.

There are only a variety of unknown hideous grasses, covered with barbs, like creeping tigers, spreading in large quantities, black and dense, occupying the mountains and plains.

A town on the edge of the continent.

This town is located in a canyon terrain. There is a river running through the back of the valley, and a nine-zhang high stone wall in front of the valley.

The front of the stone wall is made of thick and sharp wood to make hedgehog-like defenses. Many of them are stained with dark brown blood. Every few feet, there are tall arrow towers.

Judging from the terrain alone, as long as there are 10,000 people, it is extremely easy to defend and difficult to attack. Regular armies will have a headache when they encounter it.

And on this continent, this is just the standard configuration of the town!

In the center of the town, on a square, a group of young people stood.

They were about fifteen or sixteen years old, ragged, skinny, pale, but healthy.

Among them was a teenager, who was thin, but under his ragged clothes, he had faint muscle lines, showing that he had martial arts skills.

However, although there were differences in physical fitness, these teenagers were all pale and cold, more like dead people than living people.

And as time passed, their bodies would become frozen, slowly become stiff, dead, and lose their ability to move. Finally, when their minds were clear, they slowly witnessed themselves turning into corpses.

And this was the price paid for surviving under the pollution of the black fog.

At this moment, the old mayor, who was in his 80s, stood on the high platform with a black dove stick and said earnestly:

"Today is the village's 'coming of age ceremony'. After today, you will be real adults in the village. You must take responsibility, join the village protection team, and fight against demons and monsters!

"You can't be afraid! The village is behind you, and your parents, brothers and sisters are all here!"

"Understood, village chief!"

Many teenagers roared together at the top of their lungs, and many of them were so angry that their faces turned red.

"Children, you are fine!" The old village chief nodded, looking somewhat relieved, and then said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, we won't let you fight those terrifying demons and monsters without any ability. Next, I will teach you the method of cultivation - the method of taking medicine!"

"Taking medicine, also known as taking bait, refers to taking medicine to replenish the body, cure diseases and prolong life, and even achieve immortality. It is one of the eight Taoist cultivation techniques. "

"Its essence is to eat everything, replenish the body with the same kind, and embark on the path of cultivation..."

The old mayor held his cane and spoke word by word. Most of the teenagers in the audience were confused, but one of them suddenly changed his expression after hearing it, and was faintly excited.

What the teenager didn't know was that this scene was seen by the town priest and the captain of the guard standing not far away.

The two stood not far away and talked casually:

"Do you really want to give him the secret medicine? Although he is not a monster after identity verification, he is an outsider after all. "

"It's already this time, who cares about what the outsider says? If the town's fighting power is not replenished with new blood, and it fails again in the subsequent race competition, without the support of the new population, our town will sooner or later perish..."

"Besides, if it was hundreds of years ago, this method of taking medicine was also an orthodox way of cultivation, and the things taken were also elixirs and rare species in the world. Naturally, they had to go through many tests and serve as slaves before they were granted. "

"But hundreds of years ago, the world changed drastically, and the devil infected the world. Even the demons and monsters of the past had undergone more bizarre deformations. The Taoist medicine created with their bodies is not only full of hidden dangers, but also hopeless. But in order to survive, what can we do? "

"Since the other party wants it, give it to him..."

"..."

On the high platform, the old mayor continued:

"...Next, you enter the wooden house one by one, and we will teach you how to take it! "

"Yes! "

Soon, one boy after another entered the wooden house, followed by wailing and screaming, which made the people outside feel numb and sympathetic.

Soon, it was the turn of the young man from outside.

"Luo Xuan!"

"Here! "

The handsome young man took a deep breath, raised his head and walked in.

He soon walked into the wooden house, and saw an empty space in the middle. In the middle was a wooden table. Behind it sat the old mayor and a figure in a black robe. There was a faint fishy smell in the air, like the smell of a long-decayed corpse.

Luo Xuan's heart trembled, and he looked at the wooden table, and saw nine pottery jars placed on it.

Inside each of them was a piece of bright red meat, a wriggling brain, a dim eye...

They were all pickled in a group of special herbs, emitting a pungent and unpleasant smell.

"These are nine kinds of secret medicines, prepared by mandrills, soul-devouring beasts, dream-eating tapirs... After taking them, you will get the following effects and costs..."

The old mayor explained patiently, and when the young Luo Xuan heard these words, his eyes were filled with excitement.

As an outsider, he naturally knew what these things meant.

It means that mortals without spiritual roots can also embark on the path of transcendence and cultivation through this!

In the outside world, the method of taking medicine here is the only way for ordinary mortals in the current Immortal Alliance to obtain extraordinary power!

Luo Xuan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his inner excitement, but his eyes still couldn't stop shining.

He was not from this Black Mist Continent, but a descendant of a cultivator on Lingyuan Island outside it!

The reason why he sneaked into this place regardless of the cost and even the risk was to obtain extraordinary power with a mortal body!

The Black Mist Continent is a famous place near Lingyuan Island.

It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, the Yuanying Zhenjun of the Immortal Alliance had fought with two old demons of the same realm here, and the aftermath and pollution caused by the battle swept across the continent in one fell swoop.

In order to block the pollution, the Yuanying Zhenjun on Lingyuan Island blocked this place with great magical powers and prevented the pollution from escaping.

But as time went by, the outside cultivators gradually discovered that if these polluted spiritual energies on the continent were absorbed by mortals, although they would be distorted, they would also possess extraordinary powers!

As soon as this news came out, it attracted the attention of almost all cultivators at home and abroad. After all, if this matter could be replicated, it might allow mortals without spiritual roots to embark on the path of cultivation, thereby greatly enhancing the potential of their own forces!

But after some experiments, the powerful forces of various forces returned disappointed.

Because they found that although the black fog pollution could allow mortals without spiritual roots to possess extraordinary powers, their essence had become a half-human, half-demon existence.

Of course, the top leaders of the Immortal Alliance were not so pedantic as to abandon a new path because of the so-called racial differences.

Instead, mortals polluted by the black fog, unless they were mentally firm, would easily change their temperament.

Moreover, their potential is limited, and there is no hope for them to break through the Golden Core in their lifetime. Even the resources needed for cultivation are more than ordinary cultivators, and they need various purification pills such as the Pure Spirit Pill to stabilize their body and soul, which is completely not worth the loss.

The reason why they are interested in each other is to obtain a large number of cheap and exploitable low-level cultivators, but now the input is not proportional to the gain, so they naturally will not spend time on this.

But this may not work for cultivators, but for many mortals who beg hard but have no way to find immortals, this is hope!

A hope to get rid of the identity of a mortal who has been a pile of yellow earth for decades and has a weak body!

Therefore, many mortals who know this have spent all their wealth and traveled thousands of miles across the vast sea to come here, just to fight for a chance to transcend the mundane world, even if the price is life!

And Luo Xuan is one of them.

He is even more eager than many mortals without spiritual roots.

Because he himself is a descendant of a cultivator, after seeing the prosperity and brilliance of the world of immortality, the power and grace of the immortals, how could he be willing to return to the ordinary life of the mortal world?

So he chose to gamble without hesitation.

First, he spent the convenience of being a descendant of a cultivator to buy a few Qi-refining pills, the Pure Spirit Pill, and then spent a lot of gold, silver and broken spirit stones to buy a wisp of black mist that was diluted to the extreme from the black market. The two combined successfully completed the initial pollution of the body.

Then, with the help of the blockade formation, the characteristics of only giving in but not giving out, he successfully sneaked into the Black Mist Continent and came to the North Region where the pollution was not so serious.

And he did this for what was in front of him!

‘Simply being polluted by ordinary black fog, both potential and extraordinary power are limited, but the thick black fog is too much for even monks to touch, let alone mortals like me…’

‘However, after hundreds of years of struggle for survival, the human race in the Black Mist Continent has summed up a simple but feasible cultivation system to plunder power from the black fog - the method of taking food! ’

‘By hunting and swallowing polluted and deformed monsters and ghosts, making them into secret medicine, taking them for health preservation, and replenishing the body with the same, to plunder their power! ’

‘Each secret recipe for food is a secret that the forces of the Black Mist Continent do not pass on. Of course, perhaps the family monks have it, but it is not the turn of me, a declining disciple of the side branch, so I can only sneak in here to get it in person! ’

‘Although this method has many hidden dangers, it can eventually allow me to embark on the path of immortality, even if this immortal is a strange immortal or a corpse immortal! ’

Thinking of this, Luo Xuan’s eyes became more determined, and even with a touch of fierceness.

For him, it is better to give it a try than to live a life of mediocrity!

The reason why his family is prosperous is that the current Jindan Patriarch took a gamble hundreds of years ago, which led to today's prosperity.

Not to mention that in the past history of the cultivation world, there was a great man who said:

Life is just a gamble!

If he loses, it means that his strength and luck are not as good as others, and he will accept it!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally, he looked at the nine bottles of secret medicine in front of him.

These nine bottles of secret medicine were taken from nine kinds of demons and monsters, and their corresponding abilities and costs were also different.

Taking the secret medicine of the mandrill can make the body strong and as strong as an ox, but it will grow hair all over the body, lose reason continuously, and become more and more perverse and murderous.

The spiritual imprint left in the secret medicine of the soul-devouring beast is more terrifying than other secret medicines, but it will awaken strange abilities similar to the soul and spirit arts.

The secret medicine of the Dream-Eating Tapir can make people dream, but the person who takes it will continue to fall into nightmares until one day he can no longer hold on and will completely fall into a deep nightmare and will never wake up.

…

Luo Xuan looked at these nine secret medicines one by one and fell into deep thought. The old mayor did not urge him, but stood aside and waited quietly.

After all, which secret medicine you choose will determine your future development direction, as well as what your future enemy monsters will be, so you must be cautious.

Luo Xuan was very hesitant.

If you want to talk about the ability to save life in the crisis of the Black Mist Continent, the mandrill secret medicine is naturally the first choice, but its potential is not high.

And if you choose this, you will definitely be beaten as a monster if you go out one day.

The soul-eating beast secret medicine may be a good choice. Not only does it have good potential, but it also has room for control even if it goes out in the future.

but……

Luo Xuan seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the Dream-Eating Tapir Secret Medicine, his expression changed.

Although he is a mortal without spiritual roots, as a descendant of a monk and living in the East China Sea where immortality is prosperous, he is not completely ignorant of things in the world of immortality.

For example, one of the nine major forces of the Immortal Sect - the Nanhua Dream Sect!

'If I choose other secret medicines, even if I go out in the future, I will not be able to join other forces in the world of immortality, let alone join the immortal sect. But if I have the talent of dreams, maybe...'

Thinking of this, Luo Xuan suddenly made a decision in his heart.

"I choose to eat the dream tapir secret medicine!"

"Okay." The old mayor nodded, "In that case, just take it."

"Huh? Just take it?" Luo Xuan was stunned.

"Otherwise?" the old mayor asked.

"Oh..." Luo Xuan suddenly realized that a cultivation system that had only been developed for a hundred years could not have so many rigorous operations.

Luo Xuan nodded silently, took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth, just like holding his nose to take medicine when he was a child, he put the wooden bottle to his mouth, raised his head, and drank it.

The cool and creamy feeling quickly filled his mouth, then slid through his esophagus and into his stomach.

The thick and deep purple liquid seemed to grow thin and long tentacles, and the coldness and stimulation instantly penetrated every part of his body.

He twitched involuntarily, his vision quickly became blurry, and a strong sense of sleep came over him. Then, his whole body felt empty and he fell down.

"Dream-eating tapir? The danger of taking this secret medicine is not small. If you can't get rid of the nightmare of the opponent's counterattack before death, I'm afraid something will happen..."

There was a sound in the wooden house. The figure shrouded in black robe looked at Luo Xuan who fell to the ground with a ferocious face, as if he was in a nightmare, and couldn't help but said lightly.

"This is his own choice, so he has to bear it. It depends on his willpower and destiny... huh?!"

The old mayor replied expressionlessly, but the next moment, his old face frowned.

Because the face of Luo Xuan who fell to the ground suddenly changed from ferocious to peaceful, as if he was having a sweet dream.

"Dead, dead? No, no, he fell asleep?!" The old mayor's face changed, showing a look of surprise, "What on earth was he dreaming about? Didn't the remnant soul of the dream-eating tapir come back to bite him?!"

…

Here, it seems like a country shrouded in darkness.

The sky is full of bright stars. The light seems to come from the distant world, and it is indescribably ethereal and mysterious.

Little bits of light are like fireflies in summer, flowing among the evening flowers and sleeping grass on the ground, with an indescribable dream.

It's so quiet here, as if even breathing would disturb the sleep here.

‘W-where is this? ! ’

Luo Xuan looked at the scene in front of him with a confused expression.

After taking the dream-eating tapir secret medicine, he was counterattacked by the opponent's remaining soul, fell into a nightmare, and even almost died, but was resurrected by the opponent's body.

But who knew that at the moment when he was about to be swallowed up, he suddenly felt empty under his feet.

Then, he came here inexplicably.

"Where exactly is this place..."

Luo Xuan murmured in his mouth. For some reason, at this moment, in his mind, this sentence emerged inexplicably:

In the kingdom of eternal night, the sleeping immortal Hou Ru falls into a dream.