I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Above the nine heavens, the huge fleet of flying boats has gone far away, and the sunlight from the sky is pouring down again.

But standing under the "immortal city" of Penglai Island, looking up, there is only darkness in sight.

It is clearly daytime, but looking from the bottom of the city, you are under heavy eaves and arches, black bricks and black tiles, and the sunlight is blocked by towering buildings.

These buildings are stacked one by one, with obsidian, the most basic spiritual material in the world of cultivation, as support and partition, stacked up layer by layer, and finally on the flat land of Penglai Island, a series of towering and intertwined buildings are formed, forming a mountain city that is like a winding mountain.

The top floor of the mountain city is the Yuanying True Cave and the cave of the high-level Immortal Alliance. There is a huge formation that draws the essence of the sun and the moon from the nine heavens, and enjoys the rootless water from the sky. You can watch the sunrise in the morning and the moon in the evening, go in and out of the blue sky to seek immortality, and enjoy the immortal way.

And below the mountain city, there are layers upon layers of flying eaves and brackets, black bricks and tiles, which are stacked one after another, with obsidian as the pillars and partitions. In this so-called "mountain floor", huge spaces are divided, allowing countless cultivators to sit in it.

The lower the floor, the lower the status in the cultivation world of Penglai Island, until the mortals at the bottom cannot even enjoy the sunlight above their heads, and can only rely on spiritual plants similar to sunlight moss to survive.

They need to draw spiritual energy from the underground spiritual veins, and then through formations, prohibitions, and even artificial absorption, the violent and wild spiritual energy that originally came out from the ground is refined layer by layer, stripping away the evil spirits, earth energy, resentful souls, foreign objects, etc., and turning it into the purest spiritual energy that can be directly refined and absorbed by cultivators, and transported upward layer by layer along the artificial spiritual veins, but they can only use the relatively turbid spiritual energy to practice.

Therefore, the mortal cultivators on Penglai Island not only have extremely short lives, but also suffer various physical deformations due to their skills, turbid air, inferior pills, etc.

But even so, the entire East China Sea cultivation world still has a steady stream of mortal cultivators who want to change their fate and come here. The reason is simple. Although Penglai Island has many disadvantages, with rich resources, even if a little bit is exposed, it can allow cultivators without family background to fight for a 200-year immortality, so the population here has never been exhausted.

At this moment, at the bottom of a Penglai mountain city, the ground is hot and humid, dark and dazzling, as if there is a huge furnace hidden under the city, and heat is continuously released from the bottom of the city.

Everywhere you look, it is dark, even the sunlight moss above your head only emits a faint glow, which cannot penetrate all directions.

In this underground space, a large number of buildings with dim colors, covered with moss and vines everywhere are standing in a row. It is lively and noisy, but it is accompanied by a sense of oppression.

Countless monks, dressed in gray clothes, are not outstanding. They come and go, mediocre and dense like a large number of worker ants in an ant nest.

They have their own livelihoods and act as inconspicuous stones in this world of cultivation. Among them, the small ones run errands and deliver documents, make pills and talismans, and decorate caves; the big ones follow the Taoist priests in the city to conquer foreign lands and clean up the spiritual islands in other worlds; the more surprising ones are responsible for sowing seeds for others, or giving birth to children...

All kinds of things, everything is available.

At this moment, in this underground space, there is an inn that looks like a mortal restaurant. Many casual cultivators from all over the East China Sea stop here before entering Penglai Island.

They were investigating the situation of this mountain city here, after all, this determined their future livelihood and future, and they were also talking about various gossips from the East China Sea.

"I wonder if you Taoist friends know about the changes in the flying boat market a few days ago?"

Sitting in the lobby, an old man with white hair and beard said this.

There were many figures, young or old, male or female, or covered in black robes, sitting around the old man.

They were all monks who came to Penglai Island from the four poles of the Central Earth. They didn't know much about the situation here, so they came here specially.

In this building, every monk who entered here must pay the spiritual energy equivalent to a low-grade spiritual stone, and then reveal a true and reliable news during the period, and share it with all the casual cultivators or visitors in the hall.

With the detection of special techniques, the authenticity of the news is guaranteed to a certain extent. With so many monks' news gathered, even a monk who has been practicing in the cave for hundreds of years can have a basic understanding of the current situation in the East China Sea after coming here, and even know some local secrets and channels.

In short, this place is similar to the Dragon Gate Inn, a place where information is exchanged.

"I have also heard a little about this matter. It is said that in the entire Feizhou Haishi, whether it is a casual cultivator like us or a disciple of a sect, the number of people who survived is less than 10%! There are even Jindan Tianjiao from the immortal sect who died there, and even..."

The middle-aged cultivator who spoke paused, and saw that he had attracted the attention of the people around him, and then he said:

"There are Taoist disciples from the immortal sect who are lurking in it, and even a battle of the ages was staged in the nine heavens, but it still cannot prevent the annihilation of the sea city. According to rumors, the mastermind behind all this is suspected to be only a Jindan!"

Someone on the side heard this and sneered on the spot:

"This must be false! Even if the legendary big man Huashen Patriarch came in person, Feizhou Haishi would not be able to do anything to him for a while, let alone a Jindan Zhenren!"

The people next to him nodded after hearing this, looking deeply convinced.

There was also a monk shrouded in black who said solemnly:

"Feizhouhai City not only has hundreds of Jindan Daoists, but also the legendary True Lord of the Immortal Alliance. How can a Jindan cultivator do this? Your news is too false and outrageous. Bar!"

The middle-aged monk was a little unsure of himself when he was criticized by the people around him. He let out a sound and then said with a hum:

"In any case, the great changes in Feizhouhai City this time have exceeded everyone's expectations. Several Immortal Lords were suspected of being severely injured and went into retreat. Hundreds of Jindan True Lords were not left alive, and even tens of thousands of them were killed. All the monks were killed in it, which is enough to show the danger of this disaster, and you even caused a terrifying chain reaction. "

"These days, Haishi's trade routes are in turmoil. Many bandits suddenly come to guard the main sea routes and rob merchants. However, all the major sects and families are silent. If this goes on for a long time, I'm afraid something big will happen overseas!"

"Alarmist talk." The black-clothed monk sneered, "It is true that the flying boat and the sea will be annihilated, but for the Immortal Alliance, it is just a trivial matter, so why should we be afraid of it?"

"Not to mention that in the entire East China Sea, the golden elixir geniuses from ten thousand islands will gather here. All kinds of mystical skills, magical techniques, and secret techniques of gods and ghosts are unique in this world. And so many geniuses and monsters gather together, it is This is a true grand event in the East China Sea. In our golden age of cultivating immortals, how can you say that the building is about to collapse? Don't talk nonsense here!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone sitting around started talking:

"Yes, I heard that in this grand event in the East China Sea, the geniuses from ten thousand islands gathered together, and there was such a huge formation. I don't know why?"

"Could it be to hedge against the impact of Feizhouhaishi's annihilation?"

"You're stupid! This matter has been announced several years ago, and the annihilation of Feizhouhaishi has only happened recently. Could it be that those of us who are so clever in calculating the secrets can calculate this? And if we have calculated it, why not There must be other reasons to stop it!”

"Is it true that the alliance is planning to launch a massive counterattack on the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea to end the blood feud that has lasted for millions of years?"

"If this is really the case, it will be an opportunity for us to become enlightened!"

"What kind of opportunity! You are just a casual cultivator and a low-level person. What opportunities do you really think you can seize? Even if the counterattack on Dragon Palace is successful, you can eat meat and drink soup, but you are just a member of the Immortal Sect family. How can you get your turn?" You are just the price they use to complete this matter!"

"That's right, maybe they will be sent to the front line as cannon fodder. After all, we casual cultivators need as many as we need. Even if we cheat and cheat, it will be useless. I heard that the alliance recently found an ancient inheritance called the method of the figurines, which can Living people are made into warriors, exploring dangerous situations, fighting for others, guarding caves, self-destructing to save lives, etc. I don't know how much better than us casual cultivators, but with one skill, I'm afraid it won't be long before we will be eliminated... …”

"Are you serious?! How is it different from the devil to turn people into warriors? It is absolutely impossible for the alliance to allow this!"

"That's natural. Now the alliance advocates voluntariness, but whether it is voluntary or not, let's not say for the time being. The mere existence of these zombies is constantly squeezing the livelihood of our casual cultivators, and even some small sects and aristocratic families. , can all be replaced by zombies. Alas, where can we go from here?”

"That's right, the high-level officials don't want us to survive, so why don't we..."

"Shh! You don't want your life. If you want to die, don't let the blood splash on me!!!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy and noisy environment suddenly became extremely silent. Everyone in the venue fell silent at this moment. Even the monk who just said these words suddenly changed his face and turned his body. Continuously squeeze into the crowd, reducing the sense of presence.

After a long time, the old man just now said slowly:

"Everyone, this matter has been revealed. Don't talk about it here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Between the words, a pressure belonging to the perfection of Qi training was released, suppressing the scene in one fell swoop, making most people feel sad, but they still kept their mouths shut sensibly.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the field:

"Everyone, in the Immortal League, in Penglai, there are strict rules. Every cave has a clearly marked price, and every spiritual vein has its own place. It is indeed hopeless and difficult to find an opportunity, but why should we, Why should we limit ourselves to this? You know, this world is very vast!”

Um?

The monks were stunned when they heard the words, and looked towards the speaker one after another. In a corner, they saw a young man wearing plain white robes holding a feather fan and shaking it gently. Standing on his shoulder was a strange bird with a red head and white feathers. He looked at everyone with contempt, which seemed strange, but there was a young man with good features following him, like a boy accompanying him?

Which second generation is this?

All the casual cultivators present have been working at the bottom for a long time. Perhaps their knowledge of strength is not very good, but they still have some ability to observe words and emotions.

After all, which low-level casual cultivator looks so good and is followed by someone who doesn’t know whether he is a servant or a monk with a face?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the monks around him slowly became eager.

Having been at the bottom for many years, they naturally know that the difference between them and the top management is not only resources, but also information.

If they could break the information gap and get some reminders from the big men in the alliance, which seemed true or false, or intentional or unintentional, they could point out the way forward for them, or even a further chance to turn things around.

This is much more practical than those so-called illusory things like going out to fight, or working hard for promotion!

"I wonder if this lord has any advice?"

When he thought of this, even the old man who was in charge of this matter couldn't help but become respectful. After all, he still had a grandson, who was gifted with dual spiritual roots. If he couldn't seize the opportunity, he would probably only reach the peak of foundation building in this life, and take the risk to fight for the golden elixir.

But if someone could give a few pointers, it would be more practical than working hard in the sect for a lifetime.

"Hehe!" The young man holding the feather fan stopped shaking the feather fan in his hand, and his voice was slightly low, "It's not really a guide, but I wonder if you have ever heard of a ghost ship?"

"Ghost ship?" The black-robed monk who had just spoken with ridicule and sarcasm began to think seriously at this moment. After a while, he asked uncertainly, "Are you talking about the ship that carries ghosts and turns into a spooky and strange area in the legend of mortals?"

"But these ghosts can be killed by our advantages. As for the more powerful hundred-year-old resentful souls and thousand-year-old evil ghosts, they can only be dealt with by foundation-building monks, not to mention that ghosts are yin and living people are yang. Even if we kill them, we can't use their things, so where is the opportunity?"

The middle-aged monk who had been criticized just now was now Finally found an opportunity to fight back:

"Your Excellency's words must have a deep meaning, how can you know it?!"

Then he respectfully said to the young man with the feather fan:

"The ghost that your Excellency mentioned is probably not referring to the existence of ghosts on the ship, but the existence of this ship, like a ghost, difficult to detect and whereabouts difficult to determine?"

At this moment, the old man was also thinking:

"Could it be that your Excellency is talking about this ship, which has a similar magical power to the legendary golden light that can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and its whereabouts are uncertain, so it is named a ghost?"

"Yes!" The young man with the feather fan put away the feather fan with a swish, and chuckled, "This ship itself is rumored to be a first-class treasure, with a thousand-mile courtyard, a miniature in the bag, and a magical power like the magic of the golden light that can travel thousands of miles, and the light escape method , the mind is like a light of the heart that can be reached at any time, wandering freely in the four corners of the world!"

"Not only that, it is like a mustard seed of Mount Sumeru, forming a world of its own, evolving the world, just like the ancient cave paradise, with all kinds of incredible mysterious creations."

"According to the investigation of the senior leaders of the alliance, it is suspected that this ship is a fairy ship from the upper realm, or an ancient treasure that escaped from Guixu, so there are countless insiders in the alliance to explore!"

"It is rumored that this place is similar to the Jiuyou of ancient times, full of dangers. I don't know how many Yuanshen figures are buried, the remains of the cave paradise, and how many strange beasts, demons, weird elves, evil monsters, and even ancient horrors exist. It can be said to be a very dangerous place!"

"But it is said that dangerous places give birth to blessed places. In this dangerous place, There are also great opportunities and great fortunes. There are countless rare treasures, spiritual objects, magic weapons, and even rumors that in ancient times, people could leap to the state of a god in one step, and even reincarnate endlessly, and come back again and again to enjoy the life of a true immortal - the Soul-Returning Wood! "

"At least I have learned that a Jindan cultivator has obtained the [Soul-Returning Incense], which is also a first-class treasure for a god-transforming cultivator, and a demon cultivator has obtained the opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step, not only becoming a Yuanying, but also showing the appearance of a god. I don't know how many old antiques in the dark have been tempted to come out of the mountains, and even a god-transforming ancestor has started to fight for it!"

"But why don't we know anything about such a big thing?" One of the cultivators questioned.

"Heh!" The young man with the feather fan laughed, his tone seemed to be mocking and funny, "If you knew everything, you wouldn't be a low-level casual cultivator!"

When these words came out, there was a faint commotion in the crowd. Many people agreed with them, and some people asked directly:

"Then may I ask, sir, where is this ship? How can I get on it? What secrets are there? How dangerous is it..."

"Hehe, this ship wanders around the four poles of the Middle Earth. Even the truly peerless figure in this world, the great and mighty Tianzun, can't lock its traces, so how can I know? And if the location can really be locked, it would have been divided up by those immortal families long ago, so how can you have a share?" The young man with the feather fan smiled indifferently, and then said meaningfully, "So if you want to encounter this ship, it doesn't depend on strength or ability, but on luck!"

"Maybe one day, this ship will land on Penglai Island. When you wait until then, don't miss the opportunity!"

After speaking, the young man with the feather fan stood up and walked out.

Many cultivators behind him saw his back with their eyes flickering, but they all did not move. However, when he walked away, the whole audience shouted:

"What a joke, why have we never heard of such rumors?"

"Why would a big shot like him lie to small people like us? This must be true, but you just don't know it!"

"After hearing this, I remembered that the reason I came to Penglai Island in the East China Sea from the Middle Earth was because the Yuanying Zhenjun of the original area inexplicably passed away, which led to the chaos of the five countries. Could it be because of this?"

"Hiss~ Now that you mention it, I also remember it..."

Everyone was talking about it, and for a while, the news, which was unknown whether it was true or false, gradually spread throughout the world among countless jade symbols flying around.

Perhaps this news was just a rumor, but under various half-covered rumors, it began to spread throughout Penglai Island in the East China Sea, and spread to the entire East China Sea cultivation world...

…

"Master, why are you doing this?" At this moment, in the darkened street, Wu Yong looked at the young monk who had just held the feather fan, and said in confusion, "Regardless of whether this is true or not, just By spreading such remarks, we will be easily targeted by those with ulterior motives!”

"Oh!"

The young man Yushan smiled, and that handsome face appeared, it was Lin Chen.

"It's just a random move to see if there is any place that can be used in the future..."

Lin Chen replied lightly, his eyes a little dark.

Now the Immortal Alliance itself has begun to gather its strength and mobilize the accumulation of millions of years. Although this war machine is rusty, it is still starting to operate continuously at this moment.

The demonic path has also begun to gather demons from the four ends of the world, and has introduced those ancient races that have initially returned from the outer realm through unknown methods. In the dark side of Penglai Island, a terrifying undercurrent has accumulated.

Nowadays, the battle between good and evil is inevitable. Even many high-level officials in this world have already lined up and are waiting for that moment to come.

When fighting together, both sides must decide a winner, but no matter which side wins, it is not a good thing for him.

After all, he himself is not a member of the Immortal Alliance. Except for the Moon Spirit Fairy, I am afraid that other Heavenly Lords will not tolerate any changes in him.

On the other hand, although he is now on the side of the demon, Lin Chen never feels that if they win, they will let go of a strange horse that is beyond his control.

'So the best way is to let them both suffer losses, and then I will do the final harvest...'

Next, he will participate in the Penglai grand meeting and participate in the battle of the ten realms of hell. He will take this opportunity to become famous in the East China Sea and become a Yuanying. It is also about this time that the battle between good and evil and the end of the world will be completely unveiled. Curtain, so before that, he had to make some first moves...

"You sent avatars to travel to different Penglai mountain cities to publicize this matter. Do you understand?"

Lin Chen looked at the strange bird whose shoulders were transformed by Kunpeng and said calmly.

"Yeah, okay, master, I promise to complete the mission!" The Kunpeng cub nodded hastily.

"Stay around here and don't run around, otherwise don't blame me if you die."

Lin Chen arranged for Wu Yong and then walked straight to a certain place.

As for the previous discussion with Xu Yuanyang about the Penglai Grand Meeting and the Ten Thousand Islands Golden Elixir Competition, he had directly found connections and used the back door.

Although the Xianmeng kept shouting that they would treat everyone equally, be fair and just, and would not engage in malpractice for personal gain or operate in secret, he had to be crazy to really believe this.

Yes, the competition is indeed fair, but it doesn’t prevent you from having an unofficial quota, so you can get a good spot in advance, right?

Of course, doing this will definitely lower his internal evaluation in Shenxiaogang Law, so that he will not be included in the core in the future, and will even face a lot of contempt and trouble in the future, but Lin Chen doesn't care about this.

Not to mention the right to use it and its expiration date, the most important thing is that this fairy alliance seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is a big boat that is about to capsize. He has no intention of getting on the boat and following the rules to continue aboard.

How to obtain enough benefits before the ship capsizes is what he needs to consider now.

Not long after, Lin Chen stood in front of an area, took out the information he had collected in the past, looked down at the ground, and nodded slightly:

"The location is correct."

This place is the node of [Wolong Spiritual Vein], one of the only four high-level spiritual veins left in the world.