I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Evergreen Gate is located on a spiritual mountain, in a cave on the mountainside.

The vermilion curtains, the bed full of embroidery, the eyebrow pencils ready for use, the bronze mirrors hanging all over the room, and the catkins flying outside the window... It looks like a woman's boudoir.

However, what is unique is that the layout of the room is not like that of ordinary people. Instead, it is divided by the middle line. The layout of the left and right sides is almost symmetrical, and there are even the same screen windows and the same willows flying outside the window.

For a while, I am afraid that anyone who comes will not be able to tell which side is reality and which side is still a mirror image.

And strangely, there are hundreds of bronze mirrors placed in the room.

Every bright mirror reflected the figures lying on the floor in the room. They closed their eyes tightly, their bodies were still alive, and their chests were rising and falling slightly, as if they were falling into a deep sleep.

And just at the center line of the almost symmetrical room on these two sides, there is a huge bronze mirror, with a line composed of light and shadow in the center. In the mirror, there is a strange and illusory scene reflected, just like a horse watching flowers.

As this scene continues to change, a little bit of brassy light quickly moves across the mirror, outlining one mysterious symbol after another.

Later, during the continuous analysis, incomplete or complete words appeared one after another, revealing some incomplete information.

"What? But what did you find?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the room, and then, a figure appeared here.

Lin Chen glanced at the fallen figure on the ground and looked at the female nun in the mirror:

"I sensed a familiar aura on it. Is this a member of the Demon Sect?"

"That's right." In the room, the female cultivator in the mirror stood up and said, "I found their traces on Disheng Island, so I captured them."

"Then what are you doing now..."

Lin Chen looked at the sleeping person, then at the mirror that kept showing messages, and asked.

The female cultivator in the mirror stroked the bronze mirror that constantly displayed information, and said:

"You still remember what I said about the special nature of the Demon Sect's stronghold, right?"

"oh?"

Lin Chen's eyes moved, he searched his memory carefully, and said:

"If I remember correctly, you said that it exists on cloud whales, floating boats, flying boats and other moving objects, and that it circulates in the East China Sea all the time."

"The location of each circulation is informed by the Utopia in the dream, and then the people of the Demon Sect in this area are gathered."

"It is precisely because of the special nature of constant movement and the short notice time in advance that it is difficult for them to be locked by the Anbu of the Fairy Alliance."

"If you want to get their specific location, you can either sneak into their dream party and steal information, or follow the clues and follow the traces."

Speaking of this, Lin Chen seemed to react:

"So you are stealing information from their minds through dreams?"

"It would be great if it could be like this." The female cultivator in the mirror sighed softly, "But unfortunately, it can't be done. If it could be stolen so easily, it would be impossible for the Heavenly Demon Sect to hide hundreds of people from the Nanhua Dream Sect and the Dead River Sect. For thousands of years.”

"The constant thing in the world is change. Therefore, in order to cope with the endless years of exploration of the Immortal Alliance, the method of information exchange in each era of the Demon Sect is different, and this depends on the corresponding top Nascent Soul Demon Lord in that era."

"For example, in this era, the ones responsible for the Heavenly Demon Sect's intelligence network are the Demon Lord Yunzhuan and the Demon Lord Forgotten."

"Demon Lord Yunzhuan and Demon Lord Forgotten?" Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That's right." The female cultivator in the mirror said directly, "Demon Lord Yunzhuan is responsible for the transmission and encryption of information."

"What is the method of transmission? How to crack the encrypted information?" Lin Chen quickly grasped the key.

"The way of transmission is through dreams." The female cultivator in the mirror pointed to the figure lying on the ground and said, "You should know that dreams can exist for both mortals and monks, and the contents in them are bizarre and will appear. Show what is or isn’t there.”

"Demon Lord Yunzhuan puts the corresponding encrypted information into the soul island of the corresponding demon cultivator through the soul sea deep in the dream world, and then the people of the Demon Cult can obtain it."

"In this case, can't we just steal the information in their minds?" Lin Chen was a little confused.

"This is also the crux of the problem. We don't know how to decrypt the information. It was told in a dream the day before the party." The female nun in the mirror said helplessly, "It can be said that after every party, the information will be changed. A method of decrypting intelligence, and it’s more than half different from before.”

"Although I tried to analyze it through various methods, I am not sure whether it is correct."

"Then we can only trace the traces?" Lin Chen continued.

"But the stronghold is generally just a gathering place for Jindan monks and below, and the existence above them all meet in dreams." The female monk in the mirror said.

"In this case, if you want to obtain truly high-level intelligence, do you still have to sneak into the opponent's dream lair?"

Lin Chen frowned at the thought.

Although he has many methods, he really doesn't want to cause trouble in the opponent's lair if it is not necessary. After all, it is easy to turn the tables.

The female cultivator in the mirror shook her head and said:

"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case, because I suspect that what we infiltrated is not the other party's home Utopia at all."

"Huh? We communicated in a dream, but the location is not in their hometown?" Lin Chen's expression changed when he heard this.

The female cultivator in the mirror saw Lin Chen's puzzled look and explained:

"These days, through analyzing these spells and secret words, I found that those who use dreams to communicate are not only people from the Heavenly Demon Sect, but also people from the four demon forces such as Gu Masters, Great Demons, Evil Dao, and Demon Cultivators."

"It is not easy to pull these demons and monsters into dreams. After all, the ability of the Heavenly Demon Sect to enter dreams is not as simple as intelligence communication. If they want, they can also tamper with people's consciousness and personality, distort people's thinking, and even severely damage or even destroy the true spirit of the cultivator through killing in dreams."

"If they hold a dream meeting in an ideal country in the dream of the Lost Layer, which is enough to trap the true spirit of the God, let alone those demon kings, even the great demons and old demons of the Golden Core will not agree."

"Because if they really do this, it is equivalent to putting life and death in the hands of the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect. In the hands, let alone demons, even the nine major immortal sects would not trust the Nanhua Dream Sect so much. "

"So I speculate that the place where they hold meetings in dreams is more inclined to open up a virtual space in the shallow dream, and then pull people in to exchange information and intelligence."

"The Heavenly Demon Sect originally had a very deep attainment in the way of dreams, and it lost the restraint of the Nanhua Dream Sect. Therefore, this method is not only safer, but also will not usher in opposition from various forces..."

After hearing the analysis, Lin Chen nodded:

"That makes sense..."

But the next moment, the female cultivator in the mirror suddenly changed her tone and said in a deep voice:

"Although we are not sneaking into the opponent's lair, this gathering place where dreams intersect may be protected by the power of the Forgotten Demon Lord, which is also our biggest trouble now!"

"Forgotten Demon Lord? !"

When Lin Chen heard this name, his brows frowned slightly.

"That's right."

The female cultivator in the mirror also had a solemn expression on her face at this moment, saying:

"In the dreamland, the six great demon lords each have their own duties. Paper Man and Peng Ju are responsible for hunting down invaders and traitors, Yun Zhuan is responsible for the information and transmission of intelligence, and Xu Jian is responsible for organizing the real people of the Heavenly Demon Sect..."

"Among them, the one who is specifically responsible for guarding the Heavenly Demon Sect's old nest, the Utopia, is the Forgotten Demon Lord! He is the most terrifying existence in the Heavenly Demon Sect, second only to the Lord of the Heavenly Demon. It is rumored that he is a real dream creature and the most terrifying demon lord under the current magic transformation!"

"In terms of information about the dream gathering, I sensed the other party's power!"

The female cultivator in the mirror said bluntly, with an unspeakable fear in her words.

"But you still remember the other party in this distracted state. This so-called forgotten name... is too unworthy of the name, right?" Lin Chen seemed to have discovered some loopholes and asked in confusion.

"I can only remember the other party's name. Apart from that, all the information about his appearance, name, origin, etc. is just hearsay. This is only possible when my real body meets him from time to time. Isn't that enough?" The female cultivator in the mirror was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed, "I am also a fourth-level cultivator in essence. If he can completely erase this memory from my memory, he should not be at the Nascent Soul level..."

"...That's right, I thought the other party's ability was too special." Lin Chen thought about it carefully and found that it made some sense.

However, compared to the other party's terror and strength, Lin Chen was more concerned about the current problem:

"So we still have to sneak in, and there is even a good chance of confronting him? Do you have any specific information about the other party?"

To be honest, fighting in someone else's home field and facing the Forgotten Demon Lord, who is known as the first Nascent Soul of the Demon Dao, is probably not an ordinary danger.

Of course, if they really confront each other, Lin Chen also feels that he is not without a chance of winning.

After all, the other party's name is Forgetting, which must be aimed at erasing and modifying memory, but the most powerful and highest level of him is... memory.

'Maybe I am the one who restrains the other party the most? '

Of course, although he thought so, Lin Chen did not plan to experiment personally. Before the Nascent Soul arrived, it was better to avoid it.

So he turned his head to ask the female cultivator in the mirror for advice, but noticed that the latter seemed to be distracted.

"What, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing!"

The female cultivator in the mirror seemed to have come back to her senses at this moment.

Lin Chen glanced at him and found nothing unusual, so he turned his head to look at the bronze mirror that stole intelligence:

"Then let's try to find the coordinates of the other party's dream meeting place through these guys, and then try to invade... um?"

As he was talking, Lin Chen noticed that something seemed to have happened to the female cultivator in the mirror, and a blank look appeared on his face, and his pupils began to disperse a little bit.

Lin Chen's heart sank when he saw this scene.

When he reached the Nascent Soul stage, his mind and spirit were united, and his spirit was clear. Unless something big happened, he rarely lost consciousness.

Something happened? !

Although he didn't know what happened, he remained calm on the surface, but secretly used the mirror domain that he had transformed to block the surroundings bit by bit.

Suddenly, the light around him seemed to be distorted, and mottled light and shadow appeared around him. The light and dark shadows in the room merged into one piece, like a collection of countless mirrors.

Although Lin Chen did not completely analyze the Dao domain of the female cultivator in the mirror, it was not difficult to simulate 30% of its power.

But after a probe, he found nothing.

Lin Chen's expression became a little weird, and he asked:

"What's wrong?"

"No, that's not right..." The female cultivator in the mirror seemed to be reminiscing about something, her pupils gradually showed a hint of confusion at first, then a look of surprise, and finally a hint of fear as she said, "How did the other party get it?" With this name?”

"Huh? What happened? What do you mean?" Lin Chen raised his eyebrows.

"It literally means, how did you get the name of the Forgotten Demon Lord?!" The face of the female cultivator in the mirror suddenly changed, and she said, "You should also know that for monks, names are all Typed out.”

"Only those whose hands are stained with the blood of monks of the same level, or even the proud and powerful ones, can be crowned with a prestigious name."

"Logically speaking, since the Forgotten Demon Lord is feared by countless monks, there will definitely be no shortage of Nascent Soul Lords who have fallen into his hands. There are even top Nascent Soul monks like me who have mastered superposition and quantitative change."

"But the problem is, I just thought about it, and I don't even remember what kind of people the other party killed, what their names were, and how many people they killed?"

"It seems that the names, memories, and even traces of the existence of the people he killed were completely forgotten with death..."

"this……"

Lin Chen frowned when he saw the other party's increasingly confused expression, feeling an uneasy premonition in his heart.

"Forget the Demon Lord, forget, forget..."

The female cultivator in the mirror seemed to be gradually losing her mind, muttering these two words continuously in her mouth.

The surrounding environment has not changed at this moment. The spring light outside the window is just right, and the room is bright without any light or shadow.

"Weird..." Lin Chen couldn't help but frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to step forward and wake him up.

Although there are no problems in reality, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, it is better to take precautions before they happen.

But the moment he stepped forward, his mind, as vast as the sea, suddenly stirred up waves, and an indescribable premonition of terrifying crisis swept over him instantly!

"Something's wrong, something happened!!!"

At this moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his heart. The originally blinded telepathy was broken at this moment, and what followed was an overwhelming sense of crisis.

He had just used Mirror Realm, and the scene in the room should be the intersection of light and shadow, not such a bright interior!

The mirror realm was broken open silently, but he subconsciously ignored it!

When he discovered this, in an instant, the surrounding scenery began to change strangely, and illusory people in the medium appeared around him.

Their faces were pale, lifeless, illusory and distorted, as if they were going to disappear at any time.

Then, Lin Chen saw illusory thin lines extending towards the two of them!

At the same time, outside, inside the Evergreen Gate.

If anyone looked at the spiritual mountain where Lin Chen was, they would see it silently disappearing under the sunlight, and then disappearing little by little from the memories of the sect members...