I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

"Going back to the past, what a ridiculous thing! If the Ten Paths of Hell had this much power, they wouldn't have been surrounded and killed by us!"

In the dim environment, a little light illuminated the way down.

"The power of time and space, in the millions of years of records in the alliance, only the ancient monks and the most top races in the world such as the gods, true dragons, phoenixes, and gods in the prehistoric era exist side by side - the time and space aliens!"

"The dog that crosses time and space, the ouroboros, the time-dimensional worm... Only these existences can touch upon the wonders of time and space under the unity of the Tao."

"But these alien races are unique, and since the end of the prehistoric and ancient times, they have completely disappeared in the eternity. Even if the Ten Paths of Hell get the remains of them by chance, or even the help of the living time and space aliens, it is absolutely impossible to send us back to three months ago. After all, even the time aliens can only tamper with the time that distorts reality, but cannot change the established history of the past!"

"So we did not go back to the past, but were trapped in the illusion by the other party through some means!"

Creaky——

The door of the cellar was pushed open at this moment, and there were about thirty figures standing scattered in it.

Lord Wuzhong, Fairy Guyue, Lord Liekong...

Master Zhendao, Master Fudao, Wan Gu Jindan...

Obviously, some of the tens of thousands of Immortal Alliance monks who entered the island gathered here!

'So many fewer people? '

Lin Chen glanced around and didn't find any familiar faces. He was shocked.

Before, there were hundreds of Jindan monks from the Ten Thousand Islands of the East China Sea next to Lord Wuzhong and others, but when they appeared here again, there were only one or two faces.

It is possible that the other party is not here, but somewhere in this city, or it is possible that those unknown monks have truly disappeared...

In the reflection of Fairy Guyue's innate magical power, the depths of the strange temple, the jungle of bones, the land of flesh and blood, the endless darkness...swallowed all the monks who entered the island.

Perhaps...those monks who couldn't survive and were replaced by unknown terrors became part of it, and never appeared again after coming here.

"It seems that many of us died..."

Many cultivators in the field also noticed this, and their faces turned gloomy. Obviously, they had experienced similar things before.

"We appeared in a broken city. I organized people to explore and tried to break through the blockade of the fog... but in the end, they all failed." Liekong Zhenjun, a Yuanying cultivator who also entered the island to fight, said gloomily, "Later, as time passed, this level completely collapsed like an illusion, and then we were pulled into a space like a demon cave. The whole person's body, consciousness, soul, true spirit... It seems that countless non-existent consciousnesses have appeared to compete with us for control."

"And the loser fell in that space, and the winner came here." Gu Yue The fairy pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Although we had a different experience from you, we also entered the magic cave space and finally came here. Although we don't know where this place is, we can be sure that this is not three months ago, and we are still in danger."

"Damn it, there is no doubt about this, this place is definitely an environment created by the other party, trapping all of us in it, and then refining all of us and turning them into their food!" Wu Zhongjun looked ferocious. This kind of upside-down in the gutter made him feel the crisis of life and death, and he felt an uncontrollable resentment in his heart.

"Even if they can trap us, they will have to deal with the problem of volume." Gu Yue Nu Xian frowned and analyzed, "Tens of thousands of Jindan, dozens of Yuanying Zhenjun, three Huashen Venerables, what exactly did they rely on to completely trap us?"

"Not to mention the previous cursed shadow, it must use the most cruel magic punishment to torture millions of people on the Wudao Lingdao Island to death one by one, and at least one mid-level spirit vein must be sacrificed before it can be born."

"Even if the Ten Paths of Hell put all the accumulation of tens of thousands of years on it, the birth of this thing can only threaten us at most, and it is impossible to compete with the three Huashen Venerables."

"And the most important thing is, what is the meaning of them doing this?"

The Yuanying cultivators of the Immortal Alliance have corresponding talismans. Once they fall, every high-level cultivator will know it, but they did not sense any vibration of the talisman, which means that the high-level cultivators have not suffered any casualties so far.

It is not so easy for high-level cultivators to die, not to mention that once they lose contact after entering the island, the second batch of support from the floating island will arrive at the fastest speed. By then, even if the Ten Paths of Hell created this strange area, it will be destroyed sooner or later.

"They neither acted decisively and took action early to find a chance to break free from the law of heaven, nor did they fight desperately when they were forced into a desperate situation. Instead, they chose to act in this time period in between and fight against my Wuxian League. What is the point of these evil cultivators?" Gu Yue Nuxian frowned, as if she thought of something, and her face gradually became ugly, "Could it be that they are so decisive that they don't even try to escape and want to die with us?!"

As soon as this was said, not only all the Jindan cultivators in the field, but also several Yuanying Zhenjun changed their faces.

The current situation shows that the other party also has the means to die together. Although it is indeed impossible to kill the gods, it is hard to say for their Jindan and even Yuanying.

"Originally, the other party does not have such a body, but if it absorbs the remaining spiritual energy of the Tianyun strike, and uses this first move to bury the Wandao Jindan in the East China Sea, I am afraid it is really capable of fighting to the death with several of us..."

At this point, the faces of several Yuanying Zhenjun also became very ugly.

Die together?

Lin Chen, who was listening to his analysis, fell silent.

If they really want to die together, it is impossible to collude with the incense spirit master and integrate the fragments of the fetal membrane of heaven and earth. The purpose of the high-level of the ten paths of hell is more likely to create a cave to escape from the world.

But the Tianzun, the master of the northwest demon cave, Hanba, who evolved into martial arts, is suspected to have taken action here, and concealed the observation of Taixuan Taoist, and is suspected to have other purposes... Could it be that he wants to bury the elite of the Immortal Alliance?

If this is true, then the original body must not come here, otherwise it would be a trap...

Thinking of this, Lin Chen couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But thinking back to the original body's ability and its decisiveness to escape immediately when it saw something wrong, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

When it comes to escape plans, he has one plan after another, and if he is not absolutely sure, the original body will not act rashly, so he doesn't have to worry. The most important thing at the moment is to investigate the current situation clearly and then report back!

"We can't waste time here any longer!" Liekong Zhenjun said at this moment, "The current situation is getting worse. Staying here will only wait for death. We must go out and find a chance to break the situation."

"It's easy to say, but don't you see what our current situation is." Wuzhongjun sneered, "The Jindan-level cultivators have been reduced to the stage of just refining qi, and our strength has also been affected. Except for being able to use the Dao domain, we are almost the same as the cultivators who have perfected Qi refining. Not to mention the scope and power of the Dao domain, it has been reduced by more than a hundred times. If we really encounter danger, it will kill people!"

Their current state is very unique. Obviously, their own Jindan Yuanying is still there and has not been affected, but every time they want to use the spiritual energy above the Qi refining level in their bodies, they always have an unstoppable premonition of death.

Although it is not clear where this premonition comes from and whether it is true, no cultivator in the field wants to experiment.

"So what do you think we should do now? Are we going to die here?!" The path taken by Liekong Zhenjun is similar to that of a sword cultivator. Naturally, he prefers to take the initiative and break through all difficulties with one sword. At this moment, he stared at Wuzhongjun and questioned him.

"In the current situation, we should remain unchanged in the face of all changes. Otherwise, if we make a wrong move, we will die without a burial place!" Wuzhongjun retorted without hesitation, saying, "Don't forget that this island not only has us, but also three gods, and there is support from the alliance outside the island. Now we just need to protect ourselves and wait for the support from the alliance to arrive, and we can be rescued!"

Unlike Liekong Zhenjun, Wuzhongjun is in a high position in the Immortal Alliance, and what he likes most is to take credit and pick peaches afterwards.

In his opinion, there will always be someone who will do what he doesn't do. In this case, why should he take the risk and energy? He just needs to hide behind the scenes and use his identity and background to pick peaches.

So even if he is in trouble now, his first thought is to wait for the other cultivators on the island to solve the risk with their lives, and then he will pick the fruits of victory!

"You choose to hand your life to someone else?!"

"Someone will always do what we don't do. If that's the case, why take that risk?"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field became a little tense. Seeing this, the Jindan cultivator next to him changed his face and subconsciously moved away, fearing that he would be in trouble.

"Now we are still in the enemy's lair, and our lives and deaths are unknown. It's too early to start a quarrel now!" The beautiful face of Gu Yue Fairy turned cold, and then she looked at Wu Zhongjun and said, "But I agree with what fellow Daoist Liekong said. Waiting for others' support is equivalent to handing your life to others. I dare not gamble on this luck!"

"That's right, handing your life to others is the stupidest thing. I have lived for thousands of years, but I am not stupid enough to do that!"

"Even if this place is dangerous, what are we afraid of if we join forces?"

Several other Yuanying Zhenjun also spoke at this moment.

Most of them don't have the background of Wu Zhongjun. They have fought their way up from the bottom, so they naturally won't hand the initiative to others.

In an instant, it seemed to become the target of public criticism.

Wu Zhongjun's face turned very ugly when he saw this scene, but this place was not the outside world after all. Facing the decision of the majority, he had no veto power at all. In the end, he chose to remain silent and regarded it as approval.

"In this case, let's go."

Returning to the ground and seeing the scene outside, the faces of the immortal alliance monks changed.

I saw that the prosperous city had turned into ruins at this moment. The streets that were originally crowded with people were now empty, and there were traces of destruction everywhere.

Of course, this scene was not enough to move these monks who had lived for hundreds and thousands of years. What really moved them was the sky.

At this moment, the night covered the sky like the fluff on the body of a black swan, and the stars were sparse, like diamonds on velvet, emitting some light... This was a very normal midnight scene.

But the problem is that when Lin Chen entered the cellar, it was still daytime, but when he came out, it was midnight. The time they stayed in the cellar was definitely no more than a quarter of an hour, but when they came out, it was another day and night.

"Time has changed again..."

At this moment, all the cultivators felt a long-lost uneasiness in their hearts.

They naturally knew that they did not travel through time, but even so, the scene of time changing in front of them made them feel cold in their hearts.

You know, three months ago, for some unknown reason, millions of lives on the Wudao Spirit Island were quietly destroyed, and there was not even a cultivator who could survive to spread the news. After that, the periphery was swallowed up by an endless tide of sea beasts.

They are experiencing the weirdness now, so do they also have to experience the great catastrophe and endless beast tide on the island three months ago?

If they were in their prime, they would naturally not be afraid, but now...

After a long silence, the leading Yuanying Zhenjun still took the lead and walked out. They naturally knew that at this point, they could not avoid it and could only face it.

Soon, dozens of people walked silently between the destroyed cities. There were traces of burning everywhere, broken formations flashing with spiritual light, beautiful high-rise buildings collapsed, and there were even spiritual objects that were not destroyed scattered all over the ground... It was like a scene after a war.

Many monks in the team had naturally experienced these scenes, so there was no surprise on their faces, but another discovery made their expressions more and more solemn, and even turned livid in the end.

Until turning a corner, Wu Zhongjun stopped and said coldly with a livid face:

"Where are the people?!"

"There are at least tens of thousands of people in this city. Even if they were killed, most of them will definitely have a few remnants, not to mention that even if they died, where are the bodies, limbs, and even ashes!"

They had just walked all the way here and had seen all kinds of miserable scenes, but they only saw no trace of people!

Not to mention survivors, even bodies and ashes were gone!

Gu Yue Nuxian did not speak for a while, but looked to the side.

In the shadows on the side, a human figure appeared. This was another Yuanying Zhenjun in the team. He came from the secret department of the Immortal Alliance and followed the rumored Shadow Killing Way.

"Within a radius of 100 miles, I did not feel the shadow of a living person." Shadow Killing Zhenjun said.

His shadow domain is like a witchcraft technique. It can reversely erode and steal the shadow of a living person, thereby connecting the three souls and seven spirits in the body, tampering with the soul, and killing the true spirit. It is a first-class assassination magic.

"Since even you can't feel the shadow of a living person, the existence of a living being, it seems that they have really disappeared." Liekong Zhenjun narrowed his eyes, "Three months ago, it was the sudden loss of contact with the monks of the Wudao Lingdao that led to this change. If we can find out the reason and whereabouts of their disappearance, perhaps we can know the reason for the current danger"

"But we don't know where they went." Gu Yue Nuxian said.

"It doesn't matter. Since people will disappear, there's no reason for us to be an exception. We just need to wait here." Liekong Zhenjun said in a deep voice, "The other party will appear sooner or later..."

"Is there something wrong with the picture on the wall..."

Before Liekong Zhenjun finished speaking, a sudden voice interrupted his next words, and everyone looked at the sound at this moment.

I saw Lin Chen squatting down at some point, half kneeling, stroking a wall with burnt marks, covered with bright colors and strange shapes. From part of it, it looks like blooming blood flowers, and from the whole, it looks like absurd and strange, incomprehensible patterns.

And this image is located in many places, street corners, road railings, ruins, pavilions and windows... Almost all places have large or small images, but because the environment is too dim and this graffiti is rare in the world of cultivation, most cultivators did not notice this place.

"These paintings seem to be a bit similar to the strange flowers cultivated by the Ten Paths of Hell. They are made of blood, and...

The interrupted Liekong Zhenjun did not get angry, but squatted down and stroked these paintings, with a strange feeling in his heart.

As the time he stared at passed, the abstract and distorted pictures in front of him began to change and shift. They were obviously pictures of different positions and images, but at this moment they were connected together in an extremely harmonious way, and finally formed an extremely bizarre text that appeared subconsciously in his mind.

The moment this text appeared in his mind, he could hear a faint sound beside his ear. Countless curses of resentment and crazy mutterings sounded!

What was even more bizarre was that these curses and mutterings actually penetrated into his consciousness little by little. His personality seemed to split little by little at this moment, giving birth to a monster with a completely different mindset from the main body.

This mindset was filled with an extremely subtle understanding of destruction, decay, and distortion.

How to twist a principle into countless deviations and paranoid principles...

Refining spiritual energy into poison, filth, pollution, radiation, distortion, killing, destruction, and nothingness...

"This picture is wrong, no one can look at it!!!"

At the moment when his consciousness sank, the life treasure in the body of Liekong Zhenjun made a clear sound, waking him up in time.

He woke up instantly, his face suddenly changed, and he destroyed the mural in his hand with his backhand, stood up suddenly, and said sternly.

"Fellow Daoist Likong, what happened?"

Seeing this scene, the monks couldn't help but be shocked, and Fairy Gu Yue even came over and asked in a deep voice.

"All of you, please don't look at any of the pictures here. They are not graffiti, but inscriptions from heaven. It's just that... they are not things that follow the laws of heaven and earth in this world!"

In the prehistoric era, all races in the world, those with great wisdom and perseverance, followed the example of heaven, earth and nature, and transformed all things in the world into words that can be recorded, passed down and described, thus marking the beginning of a civilization.

Whether it is dragon seals, phoenix official scripts, bird seals and insect scripts, etched tadpoles... every word represents the monk's understanding of the world and the laws of heaven and earth.

It can be said that words represent the world where a civilization exists, the laws that exist, and the world in which it lives.

But if you read words from different worlds, or even words that carry extraordinary power, then the monks in this world will be contaminated and distorted.

This distortion is not only physical, but also spiritual, wisdom and even thinking!

"You mean, this is a foreign language?" Fairy Gu Yue's face became extremely solemn, "But this kind of writing itself will be filtered by heaven and earth, how could it appear here, unless... Yun from the Demon Sect Zhuan Demon Lord?"

Only that being can bypass the defenses of heaven and earth and bring back the pollution of words that do not belong to this world.

"But this picture uses the strange flowers of the ten realms of hell as its appearance, but its essence shows different words from the laws of heaven and earth here. From this point of view, the other party's purpose is not to die with us, but for what..." Lin Chen At this moment, he suddenly spoke up and analyzed.

But before he could say anything, another voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Nature is for the sake of life...the great dimensionality!"