I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

"You just said, what is the name of the first founder of the Dead River Sect?!"

At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he didn't even care about the so-called demeanor, staring at the Moon Spirit Fairy.

"Huh?" Fairy Moon Spirit paused after hearing this, and then she reacted, "Yes, I almost forgot, the ancient monks have become Hedao-level existences, and their names are already the legendary real names. The existence below is not qualified to be recorded. It is normal for fellow Taoists not to know..."

"I don't want to know the origin now, I just want to know, what are their names?!"

Lin Chen interrupted Yueling Fairy rudely and asked in a deep voice.

The latter saw a flash of strange color in his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said softly:

"The first founder of the Dead River Sect is called Schrödinger."

Schröding...E? !

When Lin Chen heard this name, he seemed to have lost his soul and took a step back subconsciously.

He is naturally familiar with this name. In his hometown, this name is a famous existence in the history of the development of microscopic quantum mechanics in the human universe. It is also one of the stars belonging to human civilization. It can be said that he is a truly great man. !

And now, the first founder of the Dead River Sect is also called this name. Is it a pure coincidence, or...

At this moment, Lin Chen suddenly recalled his experience in the East China Sea, when the place where he hosted ancient spiritual energy experiments collided with the Dead River, giving birth to a ghost ship. It was at that time that he saw the true face of the ancient treasure, the Dead River.

Neither life nor death, state superposition, quantum collapse...

Schrödinger's...cat? !

Yes... Such an obvious reminder, such a similar method, why didn't I think of it at the beginning?

Moreover, the place of spiritual energy experiment...

At this moment, a forgotten memory suddenly appeared in Lin Chen's mind.

That was when he came into contact with the statue of the evil god, and was taken to an unknown place. He saw an ancient clock symbolizing time, with a sentence engraved on it:

[The fate of the universe is endless reincarnation, and the past and future are fixed numbers that cannot be changed]

——Tianjimen

【Poincaré】

There is also the Milky Way, which is suspected to be an interstellar highway.

The Heaven-shaking Universe Formation is similar to a game engine.

A convenient way for humans and heaven and earth to coexist and coexist.

…

All of this is similar to so many of his ideas in his previous life. Could it be...all a coincidence?

"What about the names of the other first generation ancestors of the nine great immortal sects..."

Lin Chen felt as if his whole soul was out of body at this moment, and his voice became extremely thin, as if it would dissipate in the wind as soon as he spoke it.

When the Moon Spirit Fairy saw this beautiful eye, she pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"One of the first founders of Tianji Sect is named Poincare, and the other is named Zhouyi. The first founder of Taiyi Xuanmen, we respect his name as Yuanshi Tianzun. The founder of Shenxiao Zhengfa is headed by Faraday. The Sun and Moon Immortal Palace comes from the inheritance of the Queen Mother of the West in the Yaochi, and the first ancestors of the Nanhua Dream Sect are Nanhua and Zhou Gong..."

Lin Chen was very familiar with each one of them. Even the names of the stars that turned into humans in his hometown and shone brightly in the long night of his civilization all came from the mouth of the Moon Spirit Fairy.

If one is a coincidence, what about many?

Fairy Moon Spirit looked at Lin Chen's absent-minded look and was silent for a long time. With her wisdom, she naturally guessed something, and she sighed softly after a long time:

"No wonder when our Immortal Alliance looked back at the history of the ancient times, we discovered that the birth of the ancient monks was not natural, but almost appeared together in the same era. It turns out that..."

"What happened in the ancient times? When were the ancient monks born?"

After hearing these words, Lin Chen came back to his senses, looked at the Moon Spirit Fairy in front of him, and asked the doubt in his heart.

When Fairy Moon Spirit heard this question, she was startled for a moment, as if she was in a trance. After a while, she sighed quietly, and her tone became ethereal and ethereal:

"In the prehistoric era, there were thousands of races in the world. There were thirty-three ancient gods of heaven and earth who controlled the power of heaven and earth. There were nine seas of blood below that decreed the life and death of all beings. Countless natural alien species created this almost endless prehistoric world. All races.”

"My human race is also a member of all races. We are born with a weak body. We are neither born sacred like the ancient god Siming, nor are we born aliens like the demon Shura. We do not even have extraordinary powers. Even the weakest aliens , you can bully us."

Speaking of this, Fairy Moon Spirit's tone that had remained unchanged for thousands of years took on a heavy tone:

"But the human race is born with wisdom, a complete soul, and a self-generated spirit. For those alien races who have not yet awakened, or even are ignorant by nature, it is the best elixir for the soul..."

In his words, a darkness like an abyss spread out silently, making Lin Chen feel as if he had fallen into a dark tunnel, and he didn't know how many years had passed in an instant.

When Lin Chen regained his sight, such a scene appeared in front of him.

It seems to be a vast sea at night, the sky and the earth are pitch black, with only a pale silver moon hanging in the sky.

On the dotted islands and rocks, a soft voice rang out, falling in the ethereal scene, clear and long, like a woman's cry or a baby's laughter.

Following the sound, I saw a female shark swimming out, jumping onto a rock protruding from the sea, and singing loudly.

On this night with a bright moon, they will use their own blood to inhale and exhale the moonlight, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and increase their own cultivation, so as to open up complete wisdom as soon as possible and enter the real practice.

But the next moment, a scene that Lin Chen did not expect happened.

The mermaids who started practicing sat on the reef, and suddenly stretched their hands into the water, like pulling vegetables, and stretched out their hands and hooked them, and picked a head from the sea water.

Under the water around the reef, there were mortals hiding, a black mass, with tangled hair, like planted water plants. After a head came out of the water, the surrounding sea water quickly turned bright red.

The heads taken out were not dead yet, and the faces were miserable, and the eyeballs were moving, which was very scary.

The mermaids held the heads in their hands, with affectionate eyes, sadness in their eyes, and mist in their eyes. They opened their red lips, moved in front of the heads in their hands, and rubbed their ears.

Blood slid down their collarbones and chests, looking particularly bright red.

The delicate faces of the mermaids were also stained with blood, which gave rise to a sense of sadness and beauty, as if young women were crying for their lovers and sisters.

However, in Xu Dao's eyes, such a scene was like a head being knocked open, and the souls inside were swallowed into their mouths before they died. Only a few light spots escaped between breaths.

Knock the bones to suck the marrow, extract the soul and refine the spirit... but that's it.

Lin Chen was stunned when he saw this scene, and before he could react, the scene in front of him turned like a horse-drawn sight.

A dark and desolate cave, with skylight hanging above the head, slightly illuminating the scene inside.

In the light, Lin Chen vaguely saw the white body, the graceful curve, the slightly red skin, etc., and heard the panting sound of men and women making love.

After the scene gradually became clear, Lin Chen seemed to see a pile of wriggling "white maggots".

No, to be precise, they were not white maggots, but naked people mating!

They mated together and wriggled together. Under a strange force, the man quickly shrank into a mummy, as if the essence of his body was sucked away, and the woman was the same, but the fetus in her belly was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, in just half a moment, a pink baby fell down.

One after another, the babies rolled down from the pile of people and rolled into the darkness, like a pile of fish eggs falling into a long-prepared food bowl.

Then, Lin Chen saw a huge catfish go deep into the hole outside, stretch out its tongue full of barbs, and gently roll it.

Sizzle——

The bright red blood suddenly flowed like fresh juice...

Then, another scene changed.

... There was no bloody torture, no cruel torture, Lin Chen only saw two words in these scenes-food.

Possessing the best value, but without the ability to protect oneself, what will be ushered in?

That is - blood food.

There are billions of races in the prehistoric times, but they all feed on the human race.

Whatever the suffering and misery, compared with the ancient human race in the prehistoric times, they are less than one billion.

And no matter how much they resist and how strong they become, they will only become more delicious food on the table, and there is no difference.

However, what really shocked Lin Chen was not only the blood and cruelty imposed on the human race, but also the ignorance and madness in it.

He saw those old people peeling the flesh and blood from the inner side of the legs of newborn babies, gluing them together to grow limbs, and becoming the so-called "fish tail", just for their offspring to look like mermaids when they grow up, eager to get that insignificant redemption.

He saw a dying person in a tribe, with determination in his pupils, buried himself in a great evil place with the cooperation of others, transformed into a terrible resentful soul, ruined the life of the entire tribe, and became a terrible ghost village.

He saw countless men and women having sex with bloated corpse maggots, strange mandrills, charming wood spirits, and bloated monsters, in order to plunder their power, but eventually became all kinds of creatures that were neither human nor ghost.

He saw the so-called priests and shamans, who sacrificed their beliefs, souls, and even their relatives, just to seek a trace of mercy from the thirty-three heavenly gods, so that they would be annihilated and their souls would not fall into the underworld...

This was blood and darkness that could not be described in words. Even if he had experienced the bloodiest and cruelest experiments, it was not even one ten-thousandth of the scene in front of him.

But just these were not enough to move Lin Chen. What really made him shudder was.

These people who looked like ambitious people of the human race, whose determination, perseverance, and decisiveness could be called heroes, they struggled at all costs, just to pursue that tiny and glimmer of hope.

But the slim hope they pursued was not to make themselves stronger, nor to open up a path that belonged exclusively to the human race, nor to make the race stronger, but to… make people no longer human.

Let their descendants become those monsters that neither live nor die, let them become maggots that cannot see the light of day, let them become demons and become relatives of alien races… rather than become human.

They would rather let their descendants lose everything, hide in the blackened and rotten corpse swamp formed by piles of corpses, and become a maggot that cannot see the light of day, rather than let them be born with wisdom and become human.

All this is just because the human race, which has been tainted with the blood of alien races, lost its wisdom and spirit. The moment it lost its taste, it was no longer delicious and was no longer loved by all races. It could only... survive.

Humans have wisdom that other races in the world do not have, and a complete soul and spirit, but they do not have a matching and protective body, so they can only be eaten by all races.

In order to escape this fate, the humans in the prehistoric times actually chose to sacrifice everything they had, so that their descendants would not become human.

Ridiculous?

Ignorance?

Crazy?

Lin Chen did not know what words to use to describe this twisted and deformed scene in front of him:

Trying their best and making all sacrifices just to make their descendants no longer human.

The moment he saw this scene, Lin Chen truly realized that in the ancient prehistoric times, all races stood side by side, and the human race was the food. The ancient monks not only had to fight their way out among the thousands of races, but also had to break the ignorance and madness buried in the bones of the human race in that era.

This is a seemingly impossible task, but what makes the billions of creatures and countless races in the world at that time feel incredible is that the ancient monks finally completed this task and created a miracle in the impossible.

In an instant, the scenes in front of them fell silent, as if the darkness of the historical fault came again, as if symbolizing the dark years of ancient humans.

But in this boundless darkness where you can't see the way forward, a voice sounded at this moment:

"Since we have come to this world, we must make people become people."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of light fell from the dark, turning this boundless darkness into a tide and retreating.

When the light was reborn, Lin Chen only felt a touch of moisture on his face, bringing a trace of fishy and sweet breath.

When he subconsciously looked up, he saw a piece of sky, and the raindrops fell on his shoulders and hands, like blood.

A piece of red line fell between heaven and earth, dense and chilling.

Blood rain fell from the sky...

In the blood rain, there were cries like ghosts, and there were also melodious and low cries, a kind of fear, despair, and grief, which infected all the creatures here.

Anyone who is attentive can feel the cry floating in the void. Lin Chen wiped his eyes, even if it was just a past image, but he found that he was infected by the cry at some point, and he shed tears unconsciously!

"In the past, Cangjie created writing, and the sky rained millet, and ghosts cried at night."

A sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Chen's mind. The next moment, he seemed to have realized something and looked in one direction.

That was the top of the mountains.

At this moment, in the blood rain, one figure after another stood still, standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast land of ancient times.

Even if they were silent, the power and spirit, wisdom and courage on their bodies, even if they spanned millions of years, even if they were just in illusions, still made people look solemn.

That is - the ancient monks.

And the moment he saw their faces, Lin Chen finally understood why they were able to fight a bloody road with their own strength when there were thousands of races in the ancient times and the human race was ignorant, ignited the fire of human civilization, and created a road to the sky to explore the ultimate of the universe.

That's because they did such things in the past.

In the Milky Way universe, the solar system, and the blue planet, they also did the same thing.

They brought humans out of the barbaric ignorance and feudal corruption, looked up at the stars, and opened up a civilization that truly belonged to knowledge.

Even if they left the world because of the decay of their flesh, their great achievements have turned into eternal stars, shining in the history of human civilization.

And now, even if they have come to this world of round heaven and square earth, which is not sure whether it is their hometown, they have also opened up the human civilization of this world.

Cangjie, who created characters and laid the foundation for human civilization in this world; Poincare, who joined the game and sought a son of heaven, and sent the ancient god of life in the thirty-three heavens to death; Schrödinger, who went deep into the Nine Netherworlds and took back death for mankind; Nanhua, who sealed the endless nightmare and isolated the present world...

Why can the ancient monks start a civilization, why can they know the arrival of the traversers, why can they know the existence of particle accelerators, why can they set a seal that can only be unlocked by scientific thinking, why can they bring the moon to this world, why can they explore the essence of spiritual energy, surpass the cultivation civilization of the heavens and the world, explore the essence of the universe, and almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the immortals...

Even if he has scientific thinking, as long as he continues to grow, his thoughts and power are enough to shake this world, and even the entire universe, not to mention the source of his thinking, and even the person who created science.

At this moment, Lin Chen finally understood.

It turns out that this world is mysterious and terrifying, making all the heavens and worlds submit to it. It is even suspected that the ancient monks who have spanned millions of years and arranged everything for his future are from his hometown. For some unknown reason, they came to this chaotic universe - the ancestors of civilization, the stars of mankind!