I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

At this moment.

Deep in the dream, the lost layer, the ideal country.

In a vast hall, a hazy, black shadow with various indescribable colors and lavender starlight sat in the center of the hall.

It has no face, no shape, only a floating shadow, as if it is always in the fog.

The next moment, it seemed to sense something, showing a human-like shadow, and suddenly looked in one direction:

"Hmm? Someone is looking for my trace?"

Unless it is a being close to or reaching the Nascent Soul level, it is difficult to remember his deeds, let alone his name. Even if it is said, it will be quickly ignored or even forgotten.

But at this moment, it seems that someone not only remembered Him, but also explored his past.

"Interesting, my old friends should know how powerful I am, so they wouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

"And the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Immortal Alliance should have been informed of this, so now..."

The human-shaped shadow, the Forgotten Demon Lord, carefully sensed it, and a faint smile appeared in his tone:

"So that's it, is it an old friend who used my name to set a trap for people?"

"Well, let me see which old friend did it..."

While speaking, the Forgotten Demon Lord stretched out a palm that seemed to be hidden in the shadow, and it seemed to be holding something in his hand.

If you look at it yourself, you will find that it is a pair of... scissors.

The style of this pair of scissors is very old, and there are mottled rust on it, as if it has been baptized by the years. What's even more weird is that there are black thin lines wrapped around the handle, which seem to have life, constantly floating around, and finally disappearing in the air.

This is the magic weapon in his hand, which is a magic item comparable to the magic treasure of the gods.

Then, his shadow-like fingers lifted the handle.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to change strangely, and one by one, illusory figures in the medium appeared around him.

Some of them wore the clothes of the nine major immortal gates, some had gloomy faces and wore black robes, some were strange monsters, and some were strange in shape, and the existence of species could not be seen...

From Jindan to Yuanying, their strengths varied. The only thing in common was that their faces were pale, lifeless, illusory and distorted, as if they were about to disappear at any time. They were not like real people, but more like the afterimages left by dead souls.

The Forgotten Demon Lord was not shocked at all when he saw this, because he knew that these were figures that he had forgotten outside of reality.

All traces of their existence in reality were forgotten, and the long river of time had lost all their traces.

Most people in the world think that his title of Forgotten Demon Lord comes from his forgetting and attacking the true spiritual memory of the cultivators, but those who really know his weirdness in the Immortal Alliance know very clearly the real horror of the other party.

Although forgetfulness targets memory, in this world, there are more than just intelligent creatures with memory...

The Forgotten Demon Lord raised the magic scissors, and the surrounding scene began to become clearer and clearer. The gray-white phantoms that seemed to be in the medium surrounded him, and actually derived a series of faint gray thin lines that connected to the Forgotten Demon Lord.

Not far away from him, two blurry but unusually bright colorful figures began to gradually appear.

His figure became clear from blurry, and countless colorful silk threads were derived from his body, extending in all directions, but at this moment, they broke one by one.

On the contrary, gray and transparent silk threads were derived from the illusory people around him, and they continued to extend towards the two colorful figures, as if establishing a mysterious connection with them.

Although this action was very slow, it was extremely firm, and with the process, the latter gradually lost its bright colors like a faded old picture.

Although it was not clear what was going on, it was certain that when the two figures completely faded, there would probably be an unspeakable terrorist attack.

"It's really troublesome. With the great power of the Heaven-shaking Array, without a real body, interfering with reality is far more troublesome than expected..."

The Forgotten Demon Lord murmured when he saw this scene.

The existence of the Heaven-shaking Array made it impossible for him or the Lord of the Heavenly Demon to truly bring the horror of the dream to reality.

But this was only temporary. With the passage of time and the continuous implementation of the plan, he would sooner or later break through the shackles of illusion and reality, descend to the real world, and become an existence comparable to the level of the God-transforming Heavenly Lord.

In the midst of these words, gray dotted lines suddenly connected to the colorful figures one after another, and the latter's originally bright color suddenly darkened, and a large number of colorful silk threads on his body broke instantly.

In reality, an incomprehensible and bizarre attack came.

…

At the same time, in reality.

The light in the room dimmed rapidly at all the speeds before. The bright red sandalwood table, the newly born green buds of willows, the blue-green floor tiles... all the surrounding scenes began to fade at a slow but firm speed.

Although it is not clear what this means, it is obvious that this is not a good thing.

"Achen!!!" The female cultivator in the mirror came back to her senses, her face suddenly changed, and she realized something and screamed, "We have fallen into the trap of that old woman, Demon Lord Xujian!"

"I know."

Lin Chen replied coldly, with an indescribable gloominess in his expression.

Even if there is only a trace of this kind of ability similar to that of a god, it is taboo and important information in the Immortal Alliance and Demonic Path. If nothing else, at least the Demon Lords of both Immortal and Demonic Paths should know about it. This matter is to be avoided.

But in the memory of the female cultivator in the mirror, there was no warning or record related to it, indicating that the other party deliberately deleted this information in order to trick him today!

To be honest, he had always been wary of the memories he got from the nun in the mirror and never fully trusted them.

He didn't use any of the various high-level skills, secret techniques, alchemy tools, and techniques recorded in it, because he was afraid that there were some traps or accidents hidden in it.

There were also recorded locations where the Heavenly Demon Sect's strongholds and treasures were hidden, but Lin Chen did not go there, just to prevent tricks and traps.

In this huge memory with thousands of years of experience, Lin Chen only used basic information about the Immortal Alliance and the Demonic Path.

For example, macro-level intelligence, the basic layout of the East China Sea Spirit Island, the Middle Earth Taoist Academy, and the Immortal Alliance Demonic Way.

In terms of specific aspects, it is the information of the major Nascent Soul Lords and their related intelligence.

To be honest, this is just pure information. It does not require personal experimentation or contact with real things. It has been tested by the dream world and there is no problem. At least that is what Lin Chen thought before.

But he never thought that the other party was indeed the Nascent Soul Demon Lord who had dominated the world for thousands of years. He actually took into account Lin Chen's caution. There was no problem with other memories, but he set a trap in one name.

And the trap was set very cleverly.

If Lin Chen is not at a high level, then he will never come into contact with this trap. After a hundred years, when the overall situation of reversing the Yin and Yang Feng Shui of the world is launched, Lin Chen, who is not strong enough, will naturally die under such natural disasters. This hidden danger will naturally Just exclude.

If Lin Chen's strength develops rapidly, he will inevitably face off against Yuanying monks from all over the world, and sooner or later he will hear the name of the Forgotten Demon Lord. Out of caution, the corresponding intelligence will be collected to make targeted layout and arrangements.

Once you have such an idea, the Forgotten Demon will sense it and hunt you down!

"If I wasn't strong enough, I wouldn't be able to access this trap. If I were the kind of reckless person who doesn't use my brain, I wouldn't think deeply about my opponent's abilities and characteristics... But once I have the ability to meet these two points, no matter it is Neither I nor the nun in the mirror will fall into this trap!"

"Okay, okay! As expected of an old woman who has lived for a thousand years, she has the most poisonous heart!"

From the incident to the present, Lin Chen instantly understood the current situation, but it was of no use. After all, the trap had been stepped on. Next, they would face the attack of the Demon Lord, the First Nascent Soul of the Demonic Path, the Forgotten Demon!

"Achen, be careful!"

"Um?!"

Along with a cry, for a moment, an inexplicable palpitating feeling surged into Lin Chen's heart.

He turned his head suddenly and saw that the originally blurry and illusory figures around him had solidified at this moment.

And during this process, he felt that his eyes were beginning to be in a trance, and all the scenes became void at this moment. Faintly, he seemed to see these gray figures with gray threads connected to him.

Then, in his memory, figures began to appear one after another.

Their appearances, names, abilities, deeds... all began to appear in his memory one by one.

Immediately afterwards, these gray figures in front of me turned into colors along with this process, and their expressions became lifelike, as if they were coming to life!

"This is like the mirror image formed by the refined monks in the Mirror Realm, the demon shadow refined by the Forgotten Demon Realm?!"

Lin Chen subconsciously took a step back, stretched out his hand, and the golden elixir-level human figurines he had created before appeared, and he wanted to go up and investigate.

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment the human figurines appeared, the memories related to the human figurines in his mind were continuously erased by an unknown force.

What made him even more horrified was that along with this process, the human figurines in front of him also began to disappear, as if they had never been born as the memory faded.

Feeling this scene, Lin Chen's pupils shrank suddenly.

With his knowledge, he can naturally tell what this is:

Forgetting affects reality.

Forgotten memories will also erase traces of reality!

How could a Nascent Soul Demon Lord be able to do this?

Or is it that for real dream creatures, Nascent Soul is just the definition of spiritual cultivation and is not equivalent to the strength of the creatures in dreams?

But why do you feel that the Forgotten Demon Lord is more terrifying than the Heavenly Demon? !

Just as Lin Chen's mind was spinning wildly, thinking about countermeasures, the mysterious power that descended from the dream began to affect this place bit by bit.

This spiritual mountain is also fading at this moment.

…

Along with this process, changes are also taking place in other places.

On a surface of the East China Sea, Xu Yuanyang was riding a Lingxiao flying boat at high speed, rushing back to the floating spiritual island of Shenxiao Zhengfa.

"I originally thought that I would take a risk and go to the outside world, but I didn't expect that I would meet a noble person on a small island and get this opportunity..."

Thinking back on what happened before, Xu Yuanyang couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He wanted to condense the true high-grade golden elixir defined by the Immortal Sect, and the most important thing was to sublimate the Dao foundation in his body into a spiritual energy that had never been seen before in the world.

Even though this kind of spiritual energy is very similar to other types of spiritual energy, as long as there is a little difference, he can become a real high-grade golden elixir and have the appearance of a god.

Originally, he wanted to try to travel the entire East China Sea, and finally achieved this through his travels in the world of mortals, various opportunities, and a little bit of luck.

But he didn't expect that he would gain unimaginable gains by transforming demons into enlightenment through the method of Zombie Warriors.

"Fellow Taoist is right. If you want to evolve a new type of spiritual energy and achieve a high-grade golden elixir, the most important thing is not to seek enlightenment in the evolution of heaven and earth, but to feel it from the behavior of monks. After all, the creation of intelligent life, It is the greatest miracle of nature..."

Xu Yuanyang couldn't help but sigh:

"He is worthy of being admired by both brothers. He actually has such an opinion. He is no weaker than the elders of the True Lord in the sect. When he achieves the high-grade golden elixir in the future, he must repay his favor... huh?"

Xu Yuanyang, who was just talking, was suddenly startled, with a look of confusion on his face, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Because he suddenly realized that he couldn't recall the name of the noble man who helped him?

"No, that's not right, I clearly remember his last name, last name..."

Xu Yuanyang tried hard to recall, but he could never find the corresponding memory in his mind, and everything he could still recall now disappeared little by little without him noticing, even if the small thunder mark of the gods on his body was flashing desperately. The warning was subconsciously ignored by him.

And along with this process, the contents of the jade slip in his hand, which contained the method of human figurines, began to disappear rapidly.

…

Among the Evergreen Gate.

Elder Wang was sitting in the main hall, talking to the few people who followed Lin Chen.

After a conversation, Lin Chen's current situation was explained, and the latter retreated.

"Next, we should make arrangements for the sect regarding Feizhouhaishi and the arrangements for the sect's disciples. I remember the ancestor said, said...what did he say?!"

Elder Wang, who was deep in thought, was suddenly startled.

Because he found that he didn't even know what he had communicated with his ancestor just a quarter of an hour ago.

"Is it true that I am old and can't even remember this? I clearly remember that the patriarch told me, said... No! I am really old. The patriarch is obviously in retreat. Where did he explain anything?"

Elder Wang's mind seemed to finally wake up at this moment, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself. He was indeed old and his memory was confused.

The next moment, he stood up and walked out.

…

In the ghost ship.

"You damn girl, are you looking for a beating?!"

"You little brat who doesn't even have full hair, will I be afraid of you?!"

The Sun Boy and the Sun Girl twisted into a ball, and the Sun Fire Master and the Infinite Sea Emperor turned into two auras, one red and one blue, chasing each other. The other distracted minds were watching.

"These guys are really restless. We should put them in the East China Sea to cooperate with the main body's plan, so as not to disturb our peace here." Zhenjun Xuanhuang was very dissatisfied when he saw this.

"Come on." Taoist Yimu sneered, "Let these brainless people go, I'm afraid it will affect the main body's plan even more!"

"After all, that plan... Huh?" Taoist Yimu who was talking suddenly got stuck. After thinking about it carefully, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes and he said, "What plan did you just talk about?"

"Huh?" Zhenjun Xuanhuang seemed to wake up suddenly when he was called, with a look of confusion on his face, "What did I just say?"

Then, as if they had completely forgotten the conversation they just had, they started complaining about the troublemakers in front of them.

But the strange thing is that all the traces in the ghost ship have not disappeared as the memory is forgotten, but still exist in place.

…

And in the dream world.

The palace above the sea of ​​​​stars is constantly trembling, sending alarms to entities with relevant authority in reality, but they are all subconsciously ignored by the latter.

All of this happened quietly, as if no one was aware of it.