I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

The people of the Dead River Sect practice the Great Dao of Death in five levels.

The first level is the death of the body. The body withers and burns, the vitality disappears and the spirit dies. When the body of most creatures in this world dies, the soul, consciousness, wisdom, thinking and other invisible things will fall with it.

Unless one cultivates to the Golden Core and transfers consciousness to the spiritual energy, otherwise, from the mayfly that lives and dies in the morning to the foundation-building real person who enjoys two hundred years of immortality, at the moment of physical death, they will die completely.

The second level is the extinction of the soul. Mortals are ignorant and their souls are not obvious. Even if they are foundation-building cultivators, they can be compared to the manifestation of the Yin God in the world, but their essence still cannot be separated from the body. Even ghosts rely on a piece of Yin Sha to survive and are greatly restricted by the laws of heaven and earth. Only cultivators who transfer consciousness to the spiritual energy or born aliens can abandon the body and survive, such as the Golden Core Yuanying cultivators and the Shura Tianren aliens.

If you want to kill them completely, you must not only destroy their existing bodies, but also erase the souls formed by the spiritual energy that is contaminated with their breath, otherwise they are very likely to take over another body and be reborn, which is equivalent to provoking an immortal enemy.

The first two methods are commonly used in the cultivation world to kill enemies. They can make more than 99% of the cultivators in this world die completely, without a possibility of surviving. Therefore, most cultivators only know this method.

But Fang Wangming, a high-level member of the Immortal Alliance and a Taoist of the Dead River Sect, knows that for those powerful cultivators who are deeply entangled with spiritual energy, simply crushing bones and ashes and scattering souls may not work.

They have been entangled with spiritual energy to a very deep extent, and can even become a symbol of a certain spiritual energy between heaven and earth. This means that they can copy their own memories into a spiritual energy at any time. Once the body is completely killed, they can find a place to be reborn at any time.

When they reach this realm, they are almost immortal as described in the stories of ordinary people, and they can even have an endless lifespan. If it weren't for the limitations of this world and the existence of the increase of spiritual energy, they would have to die after a certain period of time, otherwise they could almost live forever with the sun and the moon, and with the world.

And this realm can only be achieved by cultivators who have reached the peak of the transformation of the spirit or even the refinement of the void. In the world, it is also comparable to the level of the ancestor, the true god, and the immortal. Such existences are reborn with a drop of blood, the primordial spirit is indestructible, and the pure yang is immortal. Unless you completely destroy every space he passes through, it is impossible to completely kill him with simple violence.

In the long history of the Immortal Alliance, such characters are also very rare, but there are also demons who have obtained some of the immortality by chance, such as the Blood Demon Shura, the Tai Sui Alien, and the Shadow of the Heavenly Demon.

The Immortal Alliance cultivators have also developed various supreme secrets for such existences, and these secrets are roughly divided into two categories.

One is to deceive the heaven and earth through the mysterious secrets, luck, and destiny, and communicate with the will of heaven, so that it thinks that this existence is dead.

The heaven and earth already think you are dead, but if you are still alive, it is deceiving the heaven. Under the endless malice of the heaven and earth, unless you leave this heaven and earth, the cultivator of the refining void will be exhausted alive.

Not to mention that under the extremely limited conditions of the two poles of life and death in the heaven and earth, it is difficult for the Yin spirit of Wanjie to become a saint. The existence that is considered dead will produce endless dead air around the body to erode vitality until the final extinction.

The other is to start with the true spirit. The true spirit is mysterious and mysterious. It is the only existence of the highest. No one can tell whether it is the memory that carries the true spirit, or the true spirit has stored the memory. What is certain is that the true spirit is closely related to the original memory, or the split memory.

Through the true spirit to affect the memory of the body and the memory of the reserve, so as to completely erase the backhand left by those powerful cultivators, so that it will die completely, instead of returning from eternal sleep.

This is the method developed by the Dead River Sect and many top beings of the Immortal Alliance to kill various beings.

Of course, there is another method, which is to use the power of dreams to erase all traces of a person in the world, or to make everyone completely forget their existence, and then forget the influence of reality, to achieve an incredible root erasure.

But the research of this method is closely related to dreams. Since the loss of the Nanhua Dream School, this method has also been lost and cannot be applied at all, so...

"How... can I kill you?!"

Above this dead land, in the thick ghost tide clouds, a giant human face appeared, with countless hideous and painful faces on its body, emitting a terrifying wail, and the sound seemed to come from the underworld, with a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, but mixed with an unconcealable look of shock and anger.

All kinds of methods have been tried before, but... they are useless.

The other party has understood the mystery of flesh and soul in the Qiankun Creation Method, and can be recreated at any time even if it is destroyed.

The dormitory that deceived the heaven and earth into believing that they were dead through curses could also be corrected by its strange Dao domain. Even the curses against the true spirits at the cost of millions of deaths were directly ignored by it...

In this case, what method should be used to kill the other party?

If there is really no way to kill the other party, then an enemy who is immortal and can come back at any time is undoubtedly very terrifying, not to mention that the talent shown by the other party now is not inferior to them, the Dao children, and even exceeds it.

But once the opponent is let go... it will definitely be a serious problem. The millions of years of history of the Immortal Alliance have clearly revealed the hidden dangers of letting a hostile genius go!

But the problem is, let alone killing the opponent now, he can't even be trapped.

Even Shen Qingyang's Sea of ​​Life, his Nine Nether World, and Su Liyue's Snow on Heaven and Earth can at most only seal the current spiritual fetus, but cannot trace back to the backhand he left behind in the world.

Because the other party officially appeared in front of their Immortal Alliance, facing so many of their senior leaders, and even being famous in the world, it was just now, and this was only the first time!

There is no absolute certainty, and he will never appear in front of others, but once he is born, he will be earth-shattering, and he will practice to the point of being almost immortal... This kind of person, both in terms of wisdom and strength, is unparalleled in this world.

If he cannot kill the other party when he is just born, then there will be no possibility in the future, and he will even enter his own era like those peerless figures!

"It's useless. Since I have decided to be born, it means that in this world, except for those few, there will be no rivals. Even if I are defeated, it will be almost impossible to kill me..."

Lin Chen walked leisurely on this dead land, looking up at the huge human face in the sky, with a look of relaxation and contentment on his face.

"Even if I can't kill you, so what?" Fang Wangming said with a ferocious smile at this moment, "Now that the eternal evil catastrophe is approaching, and the world is undergoing great changes, all existences are fighting for their lives in this process, just to achieve the success of the world. One of the Highest Persons."

"And in this process, any little knowledge and practice accumulated can become the key to victory or defeat in the future!"

"It is true that you are immortal, but that is for you as a whole. If your current body is killed, you will definitely be severely damaged!"

"At this critical moment, if you take one slow step, you will be slow every step of the way. If you lose the opportunity, your path to enlightenment will inevitably be cut off in the end!"

"At that time, will the enlightened people in this world still tolerate the existence of a variable like you? Then, it will be your death!"

"As expected of a Taoist, such knowledge is indeed extraordinary." Lin Chen laughed when he heard this, "I admit that you are right, but you are no match for me now!"

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, overlapping shadows appeared behind Lin Chen. Looking carefully, it was the same area as the night kingdom, but some were filled with ice and snow, some were infinite oceans, and some were upside down with the Milky Way... This is the Immortal Alliance monk and the scene of battle.

Under Lin Chen's endless clones, they were divided on the battlefield and fell into a deadly battle. Not to mention supporting each other, they couldn't even protect themselves!

"You are indeed extraordinary. You have gathered the essence of this era. Each one of you is a peerless genius. But unfortunately, facing an immortal enemy, you will eventually be consumed to death here..." Lin Chen's face was at this moment. A chilling smile appeared on his face.

"We monks can't kill you, but... what about the Dead River?!"

Fang Wangming had no scruples at all at this moment. He didn't care that taking action here would sweep in countless comrades from the Immortal Alliance, but communicated the power of the Dead River without hesitation.

To be honest, Fang Wangming was not sure whether it could kill an entity like him that could rise from the dead river.

But just as the world is so taboo about Death River and has no understanding at all, even if he is a Taoist disciple of Death River Cult, he does not have a deep understanding of such ancient treasures.

It is just a superficial application, and no one knows its true nature and how to exert its great power.

But again, if you don’t try it, how will you know?

Wow...

Wow...

I don’t know when or where, from this dead and desolate space, bursts of ethereal and illusory sounds came.

It doesn't sound like the sound of waves, but more like gurgling water.

The surviving ghosts and souls were silently extinguished at this moment, and the evil zombies also disappeared without a trace at this moment. The wails and screams everywhere became silent, and everything became silent and oppressive, as if it were a black and white image.

Immediately afterwards, this space began to become illusory little by little, and even the space became translucent, like a mirage.

Then, a straight, wide, illusory, dark river without any color started from nowhere and flowed out bit by bit, forming a gurgling stream.

Wherever it passes, everything loses color and becomes a world composed only of black and white.

In the dark river, among the splashing water, gray and illusory figures appeared one after another.

Their faces are pale, their expressions are numb, and their eyes have no trace of consciousness. They are like shadows left behind in the past years, wandering one after another in the river.

They are like gray-white portraits, but as time goes by, they turn into bright colors from time to time, with lively and vivid expressions, just like living people.

But the next moment, his consciousness completely disappeared, his body turned gray again, and even his soul disappeared without a trace, as if he was completely dead.

Life and death, these two states, in this dim river, do not seem to be distinct, but intertwined and superimposed.

They appear at any point in time, and every position and posture is completely different from before.

Some of them can continue to appear after dissipating, while some have lost their trace...

This is the ancient treasure - the dead river.

"I don't believe you can come up again...a second time?!"

Fang Wangming had a ferocious smile on his face, and with a move of his hand, the river of death swallowed Lin Chen up again!

Then, the next moment...

Before he could sense whether the other party was affected and died, Fang Wangming's face suddenly froze, and a look of surprise appeared.

Because in his eyes, in this straight, wide, illusory, dark river without any color, at some point, it seemed as if a dark boat came from the end.

Amid the swaying dim lights on the ship, a figure shrouded in black appeared.

She was wearing a black gauze skirt, her cold eyes revealed a strong sense of death, and her skin was as pale as the first snow.

"Teacher, Lord Leader, why are you here..."

Fang Wangming's face really showed a look of surprise at this moment.

Because the person who came was none other than the current leader of the Dead River Cult—the Dead River Priest!

The latter did not speak at this moment, but raised his head and looked at him with faint eyes, as if staring at the dead person.

Then, he stretched out a finger, and the fingertip, as pale as a dead person, crossed the distance of many spaces at this moment, and was about to point on Fang Wangming's eyebrows...

But at this moment...

Click——

The space in front of him that was affected by the dead river suddenly shattered, revealing the real reality behind it.

Under the country of night, Lin Chen stood on the earth, and Fang Wangming stood beside him, like a puppet. The true spirit was silent for it, and even its breath changed. Now it has become another unknown kind. exist.

This Taoist disciple of the Nine Immortal Sects has completely died at this moment...

This is the horror of Lin Chen's Order Domain. When all a person's information is clearly visible in front of his eyes, it means that as long as he pays a sufficient price, he can easily semi-game the opponent and reduce the dimension into his own hands. NPC.

The opponent's desperate battle with him had just revealed the details and was thoroughly analyzed by the Dao of Order.

Of course, the power belonging to the Dead River was not something he could analyze, so he recalled the scene just now in his memory. Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to peek into the secrets of the Dead River Cult, but unfortunately he was discovered by the leader. In order to prevent it, If anything happens, he can only cut off contact.

"Forget it, the Dead River is not something I can touch at the moment..."

Between the words, this clone returned to its original form and stood on the palace of the sea of ​​stars.

At this moment, in the divided battlefield below, the fighting in every area is either intensifying or coming to an end, but no matter which one it is, the outcome is already doomed.

Under the endless clones, Lin Chen, who has a sixth-level spiritual fetus as his body and is being promoted to become a god, no one in the field can be his opponent.

"Oh, I just want to take this opportunity to kill all the top leaders of the East China Sea Immortal Alliance. After all, there is no one here who can be my opponent..."

But before Lin Chen had time to finish, a powerful and powerful voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Really, what about me?"

The moment he heard the voice, Lin Chen's expression changed throughout the night. He no longer looked relaxed, but became more solemn than ever before.

He suddenly turned his head and looked through the realm, seeing the scene outside.

At this moment,

The sky is bright and the sky is bright.

A brilliant sunrise half-floated in the sea, illuminating the sky and the earth.

In this bright golden light, an illusory Yangtze River seemed to come from nothingness, and countless scenes appeared on both sides of the river, appearing like a horse watching flowers.

A young man was killed and escaped from the Immortal Sect. Fighting across the seas rose up. Wolong Customs was kept at night for hundreds of years. Endless waves crisscrossed the Immortal Sect. The Immortal Sect fought against all enemies. Tens of thousands of natural disasters killed the dragon...

This is the past of a person's life, from the background of leaving home when he was young, to the high-spirited youth, to being the enemy of the world in his prime, to now taking charge of the world... What has changed are the enemies who were born and died, and what remains unchanged is the killing force. The endless flames of war and those who never change their original intentions!

He rose from humble beginnings, experienced endless battles of blood and fire, and finally walked step by step to where he is today, becoming one of the supreme beings at that time.

Even if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him, he is not afraid at all. Even if he kills countless innocent people, he has never regretted it. He has no fear, no mercy, and will not look back.

And in the Yangtze River, a figure is riding a small boat, riding on the cross-current of the sea, coming here.

Seeing this figure, all Lin Chen's distracting thoughts disappeared at this moment, and a chord tightened in his heart. He did not need any words to describe the existence and power of the other party, because he himself was a legend.

Between heaven and earth, at this moment, Hong Zhongda Lu’s deep and powerful voice echoed:

"A boat in the sea cannot turn back when the waves hit it. The sound of thousands of miles of waves cannot be stopped, and the beacon light shines on the river!"