I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

"I am too strong to die ()"

Black Prison, the twenty-ninth floor.

On the scorched and barren earth, the rocks and sand have melted and solidified traces. There is no vegetation, no water source, and all the vitality has been roasted by the four-wheeled sun above the sky.

A space in the void rippled slightly, becoming more and more intense, and then Bai Donglin's figure appeared out of thin air.

Bai Donglin's figure fell on the scorched black earth, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. His first feeling was that the void was empty, and the spiritual energy that is ubiquitous in the outside world, there is not even a trace here, this is the place of absolute spirit!

This is what Kuang Zhen said about the special thing. The land of absolute spirituality is indeed more beneficial to their physical cultivation. If it is Qi cultivation who comes to such a ghost place, it will be uncomfortable.

Bai Donglin was possessing himself and stroking the ground that seemed to have melted and then solidified. He looked up at the sky, and the four suns could burn the ground into this shape, probably more than that.

The living environment is extremely harsh, even for monks.

However, it has little effect on him. The cultivation resources in his bracelet and death omens are enough to support him to cultivate well in such a ghost place for a long time.

Since the ancient world, he has not taken the initiative to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a long time. In his opinion, it is an extremely inefficient cultivation method.

This is also one of the advantages that immortality and immortality brought him. Other cultivators did not dare to build like him even if they had cultivation resources that could be consumed at will, and their bodies could not bear it.

Bai Donglin closed his eyes and carefully sensed that the laws of force, space, soul, pain, light and wind were sensed by him one by one, and there was no difference between them and the laws of the outside world, and it could be ruled out that this was an independent small world.

How did this black prison world do it, is it a space cut from the outside world, or is it a parallel mezzanine world that has some connection with the outside world?

After a while, he shook his head. His understanding of the laws of space was still too shallow, and he couldn't see any way to such a complex space.

But this is still good news for him. His cultivation requires four basic elements: knowledge, aura (accumulating spiritual orifices), damage (strengthening energy), and laws.

He can satisfy all these things, so it makes no difference whether you cultivate in this ghost place or in the Holy Sect. The only regret is that you cannot use the various cultivation facilities of the Holy Sect, but the contribution points will not expire if you put them there. , and go back to use it later.

Bai Donglin pondered for a moment, and after a while, he had already made a five-year plan. He didn't need to worry about cultivation, and his body was going on all the time.

The practice of "Pregnant God Casting Demons" has no doubts in the realm of supernatural powers. The next step is to grind kung fu, cultivate spiritual orifices, and comprehend the rules of engraving.

However, preparations must be made for the subsequent cultivation. The core of this supreme scripture, "Pregnant God Casting Demons", will begin to be involved in the next realm.

Before this, in addition to the infinite spiritual aperture and the powerful soul of the "Trinity", there are two prerequisites that must be fulfilled, that is, a thorough understanding of the mystery of the human body and the soul.

The human body here refers to the spiritual orifice at the core of the body and the light of the source of life, and the soul is the most mysterious true spirit among them.

These are all forbidden areas of life, and if you want to practice the follow-up realm of the "Pregnant God Casting Demons", you must thoroughly master these forbidden areas!

So far, no second person has been found to practice this supreme scripture, and he cannot absorb the cultivation experience of his predecessors. Everything can only be done by himself. To do this, it is not enough to rely on the knowledge in his mind to deduce it.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, human experiments, he needs to conduct a lot of human experiments!

Although he can use himself to conduct experiments, a single individual sample is meaningless. He needs diverse samples and countless experimental subjects.

"Hey, isn't this black prison exactly what I want? These heinous criminals are all good experimental materials, and there is no psychological burden to use.

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"Not bad, good luck, misfortune and good fortune."

Bai Donglin nodded with satisfaction, a stream of light appeared in his eyes, and he listened with all his strength, and the movements of thousands of miles came into his mind.

After a while, I found the place I wanted, took a step out, the space was slightly distorted, and the figure disappeared instantly.

In a huge canyon, a long and narrow city was built along the bottom of the valley.

"The most evil city."

Bai Donglin looked up at the four scarlet characters on the top of the city. It was worthy of the name, but the name would have to be changed in the future.

Walking into the city, the city guards standing bored outside the city gate just glanced at him and ignored them. These city guards are not strong, so they should have come down from the upper floor.

There are no female creatures in this black prison, even a fly is a male, but there are no conditions for the birth of new life.

Among the seven great prisons, only one is dedicated to detaining women, and the remaining six are all male creatures. There are many reasons for this phenomenon, and the most important one is related to the ratio of males and females in the cultivation world.

Just as Bai Donglin entered the city, there were several pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark. His mental temperament was too different from the rest of the people. After staying in the black prison for a long time, he would be dead and dying.

A person as energetic as Bai Donglin, except for the high-level leaders of a few major forces in the black prison, is a newcomer who has just entered the black prison.

They all know the famous people in this city, but Bai Donglin has a very face, and it is no surprise that he is a newcomer. This kind of person is also called "fat sheep" by them. This kind of person has just entered the black prison. There must be a lot of baby.

Bai Donglin only stood on the street for a while, and a few people gathered around, and more people were watching secretly.

"Boy, new here, what did you do to come in?"

In this black prison, the more sin you commit, the more powerful you are, and the sin has become a kind of "glory", so when facing newcomers, the first question you ask must be this.

If Bai Donglin said that he came in because he killed someone, he would definitely be ridiculed mercilessly by these old people. In their eyes, this crime must be the lowest level.

Seeing Bai Donglin staring at them and laughing without saying a word, the fat man who just opened his mouth could not hang on his face, and continued with a gloomy face full of scars:

"Boy, hand over your storage magic treasure, and I will follow you in the most evil city in the future."

The reason why these criminals in the black prison are so crooked and do not act directly is not because they have become kind after being locked up for a long time, but because of this extremely spiritual environment.

Their principle is to try not to do anything that can be solved with one's mouth. Every trace of energy is extremely precious. Here, the energy of aura is directly linked to life.

With a smile on his face, Bai Donglin knew exactly what was in the minds of several people. He raised an index finger and said to them:

"I ask you a question. Whoever answers me first will save his life and continue to live in the black prison."

"Tell me, who rules this city?"

He has only just mastered the ability to see and hear, and he can't spy on some areas that are shrouded by the prohibition of the formation, and the spiritual sense will also be isolated by the prohibition of the formation, so he needs these people to lead him.

"Boy! You are crazy!"

The faces of the fat man and the others changed. It's not like they have never met such a newcomer who can't see the situation clearly. Let alone, the energy consumed by hands can still be recovered from this kid.

The figures of several people moved at the same time and attacked Bai Donglin. Their abilities were extremely restrained, and the attacks they released were compressed to the limit without spilling out a single bit.

Bai Donglin nodded slightly, with good control, it seems that the harsh environment can really force out a person's potential.

Lightly raised his right hand, part of the doubling technique, a huge palm shadow flashed by, Boom! With a loud bang, a huge palm print was deeply imprinted on the ground, and the palm print was clearly visible.

Except for a scrawny cultivator, the fat man and several others were photographed into blood, and they couldn't be buckled when they were embedded in the bottom of the pit.

"How? Are you ready to answer my question?"

"Thi, Master Tixiu, Xiaoxiao has figured it out! Please come with Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao will take you there!"

The skinny monkey shivered and regretted it to death. Damn it, if he had known that this person was Tixiu, he wouldn't dare to rob him if he was killed. Tixiu's advantage in the black prison is too great. On top of that, the need for spiritual energy is much smaller than them!

"very good."

Bai Donglin nodded slightly, and walked behind the thin monkey to the center of the city. After the two left, several figures in the dark rushed out like mad dogs and jumped into the huge palm print.

His eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty, he knelt down on the ground, frantically licking the blood foam on the ground, the filthy meat foam mixed with the soil swallowed into his stomach, his face showing a satisfied color from time to time.

There is a trace of spiritual energy in these pieces of flesh and blood, and it has not dissipated in a short period of time.

In the black prison, waste is shameful.