I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Middle Earth.

Kunling City.

The spiritual light of the thousands of restrictions fell like flying catkins, and like goose feathers of heavy snow, falling one after another, covering the ground. An old monk with white hair sat on the ancient teleportation array leading to the East China Sea, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Although he was very old, he was also a first-class existence in the entire Immortal Alliance in the Nascent Soul stage. After all, he escaped from the hands of the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Spiritual Bride in the past. If it weren't for the failure of the final attack on the God Transformation and the serious injury of his vitality, the Middle Earth Immortal Alliance would have another God Transformation combat power.

But even if the attack failed, he has now reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul and is still qualified to take on the responsibility of guarding the transmission array between the Middle Earth and the East China Sea.

At this moment, everything is normal in the array. Even if no monks have walked out of it, and no monks who have entered have sent back information, in the eyes of all the guarding monks here, it is still... everything is normal.

As for the white-haired Nascent Soul cultivator, even though he had no hope of becoming a spirit, he sat in meditation all the time, silently thinking and contemplating, purifying his cultivation, with a thin face and long eyebrows, like the stump of an old plum tree. It was common for him to sit for several years without opening his eyes.

But today, for some reason, he opened his eyes and was stunned.

There was a young cultivator who was checking the restrictions next to him. He happened to see this scene. It seemed that he saw the old man. The same figure was reflected in his eyes, but it was not the figure of the young cultivator. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The old cultivator came back to his senses, looked at each other, and shook his head. He didn't know why he suddenly woke up from meditation, but the past was vague, and he seemed to remember the past a little.

The young cultivator looked at their six eyes again, and it was normal, as if the previous scene was just his illusion. He also thought that perhaps the ancestor was practicing some magical power, so he didn't say much.

They naturally didn't know that at this moment, two figures were walking in the mist of memory.

On the ancient road of the mountain gate, there are cultivators everywhere, coming and going, chatting and laughing from time to time. The spring is bright and the mountain flowers are brilliant, which is a beautiful scenery.

This is exactly the memory of this old cultivator in the past.

The Forgotten Demon Lord walked in it, and the medium bride followed closely behind him, strolling leisurely in the garden, as if walking in the real world, all the surrounding things, all the details are clearly visible.

The opposite of forgetting is memory.

In terms of its killing methods, the Forgotten Demon Lord can silently erase all traces of a person, making any living being and even the world completely forget its existence. As for the means of escaping, He can walk in the memory of anyone related to Him, and the mind light escape method can be used in a thought.

And no matter it is ten years, a hundred years, whether it is an acquaintance, or a one-time encounter, and whether the true identity of the Forgotten Demon Lord is known, as long as he has seen it, there is such a faint impression in the memory.

Then the Forgotten Demon Lord can follow the medium of this memory, divide his own soul into thousands and millions, an infinite number, and put it into those memories, using the memories of these living beings as a transit, walk a short distance, and then escape to another place.

The human mind's memory is so complicated, spanning time, as vast as the sea of ​​smoke.

After such a transit, the traces of the Forgotten Demon Lord were hidden and dispersed, extremely small, and involved countless causal entanglements.

The current Tianzun, any school of martial arts in the world, absolutely no one can continue to clearly deduce and locate, and catch up with the Forgotten Demon Lord under such circumstances.

The medium bride entered the Seven Emotions Demon Dao with the Five Elements of the Heavenly Demon. All sentient beings in the world, as long as they call their names, have their distracting thoughts, and are born with emotions, will be silently infected by the devil, and eventually become the incarnation of him and me, and become the medium of the spirit.

During this process, any thoughts of the living beings infected by the devil, any joy, anger, sorrow, worry, fear and sadness in the world, can become the basis for the medium bride to reincarnate. If the Immortal Alliance wants to kill her, unless they collect the whole world and use the supreme killing secret method, she will be almost immortal.

Like them, who have created their own paths and are expected to step into the highest level, they are more terrifying than those so-called gods. Unless the heaven and earth trigger the five decays of heaven and man and completely end their fate, as long as there is a thought, they will be almost immortal.

"How did the other party... trigger the weak water of the Tianhe River?!"

The face of the Forgotten Demon Lord was extremely gloomy at this moment.

The weak water of the Tianhe River was also famous in ancient times. Those who were comparable to He Weidao, that is, the powerful beings at the level of the Creator, had their top three flowers cut off and almost fell in it. Even if the boundless sea emperor attracted only the reflection of the weak water of the Tianhe River, it was enough to pose a great threat to them.

Of course, what Forgotten Demon Lord couldn't understand the most was that in this world, the only Tianhe Weak Water that still existed was the Tianhe controlled by Canghai Tianzun, but even he was not qualified to use it, and at most he could only use the power of reflection... But how could the other party have almost the same authority over the Tianhe as Canghai Tianzun?

"But this is not important. Tianhe Weak Water drowns everything, which can be said to be a means of mutual destruction." Forgotten Demon Lord sneered at this moment, "Even if that guy summoned the reflection of the weak water, so what? Compared to us, he who first came into contact with Tianhe Weak Water will naturally die the fastest!"

"Tianhe Weak Water drowns everything, and it is one of the highest spiritual objects in the world. Even Tianzun has to avoid its edge, not to mention that he is just a god. If he does this, he will only suffer the consequences!"

"But since he can summon this thing from the Tianhe River, he probably has some authority over the Tianhe River. Can the weak water drown it?" The ethereal voice of the medium bride came from under the red cover.

The Forgotten Demon Lord obviously thought of this, his expression turned cold, and he continued:

"But it doesn't matter. If the Tianhe Weak Water can't kill him, we can turn back. The heart light escape method of memory, the five elements of the demon parasitize all sentient beings in the world, in terms of attrition war and mobile warfare, the other party is far from our opponent..."

But at this moment, a vibrating sound wave came from the void, and a vast and loud voice resounded through every memory world:

"Two demon lords, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Today, it is up to me to end your legend!"

"Impossible, how did the other party catch up..."

The two demon lords walking in the memories of thousands of creatures showed surprise.

Because at this moment, in their memories, the role of Lin Chen began to become more and more vivid.

At the same time, countless cultivators in the East Sea of ​​the Central Plains showed a look of doubt and uncertainty.

They suddenly remembered that they seemed to have seen a person and heard a passage on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.

But any person who has reached the Nascent Soul Realm, condensing the true spiritual light, has a supernatural quality, and instinctively realized that there should be no such passage in their previous memories.

Not only in the East Sea of ​​the Central Plains, nor in the Buddhist sect, at this moment in the East Wilderness, the South Border, the North Pole, the South Pole, and the vast sea, countless people or inhuman things have an image that they have seen before in their memories, and at the same time, they have heard that passage.

Not only that, in their memories, a figure that they have never seen before suddenly appeared, and became more and more vivid in their memories.

"Impossible, they obviously don't have your memory..." The Forgotten Demon Lord showed an incredible look on his face, and then seemed to realize something, his expression changed, "No, it's our memory of you, it's poisonous..."

This is... an information virus, no, to be precise, it should be-meme infection!

The information with interference ability was transmitted to any individual with whom he was connected, using his memory as a medium!

At this moment, the intelligent creatures and practitioners who used the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Medium Bride as a transit station suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable feeling in their souls.

A meme transmitted from the memory affected their souls and bodies, which were awakened briefly and emitted similar fluctuations.

The microorganisms that the two demon lords were relying on at this moment were caught up by these meme information and infected!

"Not good!!!"

The expressions of the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Medium Bride changed.

Although they can parasitize all sentient beings in the world, in the final analysis, this number is infinite.

No matter how endless it is, there is actually a threshold that can be determined. The division of their divine thoughts is quantitative and has an end.

There is conservation of matter and energy, and so is the aura they control.

If every thought in the spiritual energy related to it is erased, then even they cannot escape the possibility of complete destruction!

And at this moment, in the memory stored by each divine thought, suddenly a drop of extremely faint, transparent and flawless water, without any impurities, like a drop of water that is extremely pure, falls.

It is so pure that it seems to be unable to carry any impurities. In the flow, it emerges and finally forms a translucent stream. Wherever it passes, feathers cannot float and birds cannot fly...

Water benefits all things without competing, and all things cannot compete with it.

In the purest water in the world, even the two great and famous demon masters in this world, the tens of millions of divine thoughts that parasitize on billions of sentient beings in the world, are also sinking and dying without resistance!

"How dare you!!!!!!"

Whether it is the Forgotten Demon Lord or the Medium Bride, they all feel the real danger of death at this moment. The latter struggles madly at this moment, and even wants to communicate the curse of the ancient Seven Emotions Spirit Clan.

The former Forgotten Demon Lord took out a pair of scissors without hesitation at this moment.

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 is even more strange is that there are black thin lines wrapped around its handles, which seem to have life, constantly drifting around and finally disappearing in the air.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to change strangely, and one by one, the illusory figures in the medium appeared around it... They were the billions of creatures parasitized by Him.

At this moment, a touch of colorful light appeared on each creature, and a large amount of meme information was turning from reality to dreams. The reflection of the weak water of the Tianhe River invaded, as if to sink His thoughts, clones and even the original body.

A correct version is found in the one-book-one-bar of 16-9!

The face of the Forgotten Demon Lord became extremely ugly.

Each of these media is a channel for Him to descend into reality. If they are cut off, He will be completely exiled back to the depths of the dream. Unless the Great Array of Covering Heaven and Earth is completely lost, He will never be able to return again in His lifetime!

But the next moment, He did it without hesitation.

After all, even if it is lost, it is better than dying on the spot!

In a short moment, in the world, whether it is the mountain and river cultivators or the demon king and demon lord, any memory of the forgotten demon lord began to disappear rapidly at this moment, as if a figure jumped out of the memory.

The medium of reality is being disconnected at an unprecedented speed, names that have nothing to do with it are erased from the memories of living beings, and even the traces left between heaven and earth are disappearing...

Everything seemed to have happened as it had never happened before.

"fine……"

He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the Infinite Sea Emperor could be so fierce and push him to this point.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as he doesn’t die, he will eventually, eventually...

Wait a minute, what's my name?

At this moment, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Because he suddenly realized a problem, that is, as the incarnation of forgetfulness, would he...be forgotten?

Although He can forget other people's past, can forget and tamper with reality, and can make countless talented people completely disappear into the history of Huanghuang, even though He is the incarnation of forgetfulness... He himself still has memory.

He has a coherent memory of the past, his opponents remember his name, and the world retains his memory... All traces of the past are proof that a being has come into the world.

But when all of this is erased, will He still be Him?

At this time, a chuckle sounded in the darkness:

"Even if I are to come to the East China Sea, I must let thousands of creatures in the East China Sea bear my name, otherwise I will be lost in the dream forever and never find my way back to the real world."

"You are the incarnations of self-forgetfulness, but you don't know that it is the memories of billions of creatures in the world that gave birth to your existence."

"And when everyone has forgotten you, then do you think the incarnation of forgetfulness... will be forgotten?"

"No……"

A hoarse roar came from the darkness. He wanted to express something, but lost his emotions. He wanted to ask for help, but he forgot his name.

In order to avoid the weak waters of the Tianhe River, he took the initiative to forget his memory, the world, and even himself. This caused even the demon to forget his existence at this moment.

At this moment, on Penglai Island in the East China Sea, two figures appeared in the eyes of the Infinite Sea Emperor.

One is the bride whose thousands of thoughts are sinking into the weak waters of the Tianhe River.

One is the very faint outline hidden in the darkness.

The former struggled crazily, trying to communicate with the emotions of all sentient beings in the world and transcend herself, but this purest water, the weakest water, enveloped her silently, like a child returning to its mother's arms, silently. He fell asleep gently while breathing.

And the latter, under that shadow, under that face, has a neck, a body, a complete human form, hunched over, carrying the weight forward.

Even his body has completely disappeared, but his outline looks like his hair is disheveled and he is struggling to move.

Both beings fell into a desperate situation near death, but no matter which one they were, they were still moving forward.

"You can't kill me. I will reappear in the world. We still have a fight to the death!"

Two voices sounded in the Immeasurable Sea Emperor's ears in unison, and their figures grew larger and larger in his eyes, as if they were about to come out of those eyes.

Just when he was about to walk out, the Infinite Sea Emperor gently closed his eyes:

"Two fellow Taoists, have a good trip."

"No!!!!!!"

The darkness was completely shrouded, and only a faint roar of unwillingness could be heard.

The next moment, the figure of the Infinite Sea Emperor completely dissipated, and everything from his body, spirit, and origin were completely integrated into the weak water of the Tianhe.

Only a trace of essence blended with the origin of Tianhe, and suddenly disappeared into the void, just a flash, and then appeared in a person's hand.

"The death of a distracted god and two top demon lords have all helped to this point. If the gods of the East China Sea Immortal Alliance can't stop the Jiao Emperor, then there is no need for them to exist..."

Lin Chen's expression changed, and then he looked down in front of him.

This is where the cathode of Wolong Customs is located, the cathode sea.

It is also the headquarters of the Nine Immortal Sects, the Dead River Sect. (End of chapter)