I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Id consciousness: ego, other self, superego, god self.

This piece of towering brick is completely blue, like crystal clear glass. The power of inexplicable concepts lingers on it, interweaving and condensing into a strange power. What is tested is the "god self".

"Once proven, forever proven, all proven!"

"The extended willpower of the superego can best embody the strength of the realm of self-awareness, from igniting the fire of will, to the true will that turns emptiness into reality, to the super-god realm, creating something out of nothing, to the final eternity."

"The strength of the will is not the single strength of the 'superego', but the unified sublimation of the entire self-consciousness. The rest of the self, God, and other self are interdependent with the 'superego', and they are both prosperous and promoted side by side. Because they are too abstract and conceptual, they are not suitable as a measure of strength.”

"Therefore, the eternal immortality of the Nine Realms does not simply refer to the immortality of will, but the eternal immortality of consciousness!"

Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts agitated. He could clearly sense that there was an invisible force, which directly stirred up the thought nebula through the powerful vortex barrier on the body surface, making the figure of the silent god in the center look somewhat vague. Lake up.

This is a method completely aimed at the divine self, and it is difficult for external forces to interfere. Even if Bai Donglin can do it, such as turning into an observer state, or using powerful vortex power, his reason tells him not to do this, and he should give up his defense and accept it with all his strength. , this is a test, but also an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Bai Donglin's heart moved and he put his thoughts deep in his consciousness.

In this abstract space where there is no reality or concept of size, there is an extremely bright and gorgeous nebula, eternal and eternal, slowly rotating.

After continuous improvement and sublimation, his thinking has advanced to the "mimetic concept? Infinitely superimposed thinking quantum nebula". Each of the bright and shining thinking particles has been opened up into an illusory infinite space and time, which is a "fantasy". "Great Thousand Worlds", in which countless virtual personalities exist like normal living beings.

Their sparks of wisdom, their spiritual insights, understanding, emotions and desires, everything, are transformed into a little brilliance in the endless thoughts of God.

At this moment, under the influence of strange power, the nebula formed by the gathering of infinite thinking particles suddenly shrank into a ball of light, "imprisoning" the self in it.

Those fantasy worlds all collapsed, and all virtual personalities turned into a mess of meaningless thinking information. And, under the influence of strange power, these messy thinking information began to proliferate endlessly. , reproduce.

In just an instant, the total amount of information expanded hundreds of millions of times, becoming a terrifying deformed information monster.

hold head high! Ho ho ho! whee! Ho ho ho -

A dazzling tentacle stretched out from the thinking information group, and its surface was covered with countless faces, laughing and cursing, roaring and crying, and crying madly... All the beauty and pain in the world seemed to be condensed here.

The tentacles twisted and squirmed, and the violent lasers extended and penetrated into the center of God's eyebrows. Complex and infinite thoughts and information flowed in crazily.

"snort!

"

God's brows furrowed tightly, a hint of ferocity flashed in his silver-white eyes, and the boy's hole immediately turned into ever-changing colors. Faintly, endless figures could be seen dancing around the depths of the boy's hole, surrounded by demons.

"I, the God, was born at the bottom of the subconscious mind. I am the god of reason and selflessness. I control thinking and control thinking!"

"The end! Ninth? Alaya Consciousness!"

boom--

God's eyes were indifferent, and he pinched the nameless secret in his hand. An extremely dazzling pure white light slowly rose from the back of his head, irradiating all thinking time and space. His eyes slowly closed, as if two heavenly gates suddenly fell, taking away the figures of the demons. , all imprisoned in the darkness of the lowest level of consciousness.

…

"Xiaoyuan, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Bai Donglin just glanced at the depths of his mind and left everything to the disposal of God. He has this confidence, and this test can't stop him.

This is just the first level of the altar.

As it increases upwards, the conceptual power carried by the bricks will be fused and intertwined, making the power even more bizarre and terrifying.

If he can't even clear this level easily, then he can pack up and go home. Why else would he want to climb to the top and take away the secret treasure of the Lord of Origin?

"Father, what's wrong? I'm fine!"

Xiao Baiyuan blinked and looked around blankly. He didn't know why his father suddenly became serious. He just felt that the invisible "glazed wall" around him was shining and a little dazzling.

"Haha, it's okay."

Reaching out and patting the little guy's head, Bai Donglin's eyes showed a sure look. He could withstand the test of consciousness imposed by the steps of the altar, but Xiao Baiyuan was only a newborn. Although he had the ability to transcend, his consciousness was still immature. Very.

If you are tortured by those horrific tests, crying is a trivial matter, but you are afraid of leaving a psychological shadow.

Things were as expected. Xiao Baiyuan was suspected to be the cub body of the Lord of Origin. His own arrangement would naturally not harm himself.

"My son, have you seen the vortex on the altar?"

Bai Donglin stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, blessing Xiao Baiyuan's eyes with magical power, so that his gaze could transcend layers of divine light and the obstacles of boundless distances.

"Yeah! The kid saw it!"

"Very well, go ahead and wait there to be a father. We will meet at the top."

Bai Donglin had a smile in his eyes and his words were on point. He decided to go to the altar alone. There must have been many twists and turns on the way, and it was not convenient to take little Bai Yuan with him.

At least some of the bloody and cruel scenes are not suitable for children.

"Ah? Then, okay then..."

Xiao Baiyuan looked slightly stunned. He lost his mother when he was born and had never been away from his father for a moment. Now he had to embark on the road alone. His young heart was a little scared and uneasy, but more importantly, he was attached to her.

However, this was the first request his father made to him, and he could not and did not want to violate it.

Slowly letting go of the robe in his little hands, he nodded with firm eyes to cheer himself up, and then his figure flashed, breaking through time and space, and quickly escaped to the top of the altar.

Bai Donglin watched Xiao Baiyuan go away without any worry in his heart. Don't underestimate this little guy. With the protection of the Purple Emperor and all the power inherited from the Purple Emperor deep in his body, in this tomb world, except for him, No existence can bully him.

"Next, it's time to enjoy this sublimation and transformation of consciousness!"

"Haha, at least you can't betray my son Bai Yuan's filial piety, right?"

Bai Donglin looked leisurely and looked around. Towering bricks with different conceptual meanings were all in sight.

These tests and tempers for consciousness are not a single one, but include all aspects of consciousness, different object characteristics, and there are all kinds of strange and almost endless methods.

Looking back at the source of concepts carried by the statue is also the best way to help living beings understand concepts. Understanding the power of concepts is the second necessary condition for achieving transcendence besides self-awareness.

It can be imagined that in order to help him enter transcendence as soon as possible, the Lord of Origin put a lot of thought into arranging all the above benefits.

Bai Donglin stayed in place for a moment, with a faint silver light flashing between his eyebrows. In the thinking time and space without the concept of time, God has settled everything and reconstructed a more powerful and tenacious thinking nebula. The "mimicry concept" is moving towards the "concept". "A solid step has been taken, and the progress is really not small, far exceeding his step-by-step silent cultivation.

You must know that the tree of final illusion, which was quite useful at the beginning, lost its effect after he broke through to the eighth realm of creating something out of nothing. The essence of the seven emotions and six desires fruits is not enough to benefit the eighth realm consciousness.

That's it. The Tree of Final Illusion is also a rare treasure in the world that can directly enhance consciousness. In the eyes of ordinary creatures, it is a supreme treasure that is desirable but unattainable.

Without such a great tonic as the Fruit of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, the improvement of consciousness naturally began to slow down, and I could only rely on my own little accumulation, which was very difficult.

But here, it was just a brick on the first floor of the altar. After the thinking information monster catalyzed by the test was deconstructed and swallowed by the god, the consciousness suddenly made a leap forward, which was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Yan Ji’s hard training.

"It's just the beginning."

"When I meet Xiao Yuan at the peak, my consciousness will prove eternal!

"

Bai Donglin's eyes were bright, filled with extremely strong confidence and belief. The unparalleled and powerful confidence came from his heaven-defying consciousness that had been transformed by the seven-color divine light.

Just one word, durable!

No matter what kind of test you are, just come to it with ease. The worst that can happen is that your consciousness will be washed away and you will die once.

Is he still afraid of death?

Bai Donglin suppressed his thoughts and moved his eyes up and down. At the moment when the god self devoured the thinking information monster, the invisible pressure that descended on his body quietly disappeared, and the altar released its blockade and suppression on him.

In other words, he can now choose to climb to the second level and continue to accept the test of the next stage, or...

Go around the field for a week!

The corner of Bai Donglin's mouth raised slightly, and he chose the latter without hesitation. He turned around, stepped ten million light years away, and appeared on a huge black brick next to him.

It has to be said that his thinking is a bit strange. If it were anyone else, he would want to immediately cross the stairs, climb to the top of the altar, and obtain the secret treasure of the Lord of Origin.

The main reason is greed. His initial thirst for energy has developed his character of plucking feathers.

For the test of consciousness, naturally the more the better, and the stronger the consciousness the better. He is not satisfied with achieving the basic conditions for achieving transcendence. There are strong and weak differences between detached people, and the same is true for consciousness.

If he wants to do something, he must do his best, be at the top, and accumulate endless knowledge. It is impossible to say that once he steps into transcendence, his consciousness intensity will already be the best among those who have transcended. It is entirely possible.

"Superego?"

Bai Donglin's eyes flashed slightly. This dark brick body released a terrifying pressure, pressing his will into his body, and finally condensed it into a bright point of light.

boom--

Invisible flames appear out of thin air around the light point and burn blazingly. This is a conceptual fire that has surpassed the definition of plasma such as flame.

As we all know, flames, as well as temperature, are nothing but violent motions between particles.

There is a lower limit to temperature. The so-called absolute zero means that particles enter a state of absolute stagnation in theory. This coldness can freeze space and time.

There is no upper limit to the temperature. This definition is based on the premise that there is no upper limit to the speed. In this vast and endless sky, there is no upper limit to the speed of light.

The concept of fire completely overturns the above definition. It does not have so many twists and turns. It is not the law that defines it, but it defines the concept of temperature.

‘I am light, fire, and infinite heat! ’

Bai Donglin raised his eyebrows slightly. His will was burned and forged, causing him infinite pain. Will and consciousness were connected at the same root, but the damage suffered was much more painful than that of the soul, the coat of consciousness.

This is a pain that cannot be shielded at all. It has been transformed from a concept of nothingness into a tangible thing that can be reached. How painful is the pain that can be seen and touched?

"Hey, that's cool. It's interesting."

Bai Donglin nodded slightly, admitting that this pain was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and then continued to step forward and entered the next brick.

At this time, his will has not yet finished the test of burning and forging, and he cannot walk up from this brick, but there is no obstacle to walking to the side.

This also means that there will be two terrifying tests, imposed on the body at the same time. It is not as simple as one plus one, and the difficulty will increase exponentially.

"Self-illusion? Not enough."

This is the power of illusion formed by concepts, trying to confuse and distort his self, but unfortunately, it is far from enough.

This was even worse than the "real illusion" that Emperor Braunshasa blessed him with his gaze.

In addition, he was a blessing in disguise at that time. In order to break the situation, he understood the secret of self that only the transcendent can master - between existence and non-being.

Therefore, the test of this brick body seemed a bit weak. He broke it easily. He kept walking and continued to stride forward. The pace became faster and faster, and the afterimage was almost invisible. At the same time, there were more and more tests of consciousness. , all blessed on the body.

For a moment, the consciousness fell into many catastrophes and was almost extinct, but it was reborn again and again. Every time it broke through the difficulties, it became more brilliant, hot and powerful.

…

I don't know how long it took, but when Bai Donglin was about to complete a half-circle around the field, those who had risked their lives and crossed the infinite distance finally arrived belatedly.

"Hahaha!

"

"Huhu, finally, finally here!"

"The final altar carries the whirl of concepts, and the mystery of transcendence is all within it!"

"Eh!? Look, someone actually got there first!"

Hey, they almost exhausted the source of information, dragged their exhausted bodies, and finally reached the altar, but unexpectedly it was still a step too late.

Since we are on the other side, why should they go faster?

Yes, there are quite a few people who have reached the peak first. Looking up, there are many figures standing here and there on the steps of the towering altar. The highest one is on the 19th step, and the lowest one is on the eighth step.

There is a young man with a handsome face and silver hair. His expression is indifferent, his eyes are closed and his legs are crossed.

There was a pink figure, with a bare body and no facial features. At this time, the limbs were twisted into terrifying arcs, as if they were enduring monstrous pain.

"Brother Bai, where have you been?"

The source of information stood on the tenth floor of the stairs. Deep in the dark cave, four colors of light flashed faintly. The consciousness was greatly benefited, and the damage caused by those horrific disasters to the consciousness was weakened by 99%. above.

He sensed the noise under the altar and looked intently, but did not see Brother Bai's figure, and he couldn't help but be filled with doubts.

The altar was too majestic and boundless, and Bai Donglin was burdened with many challenges. The distorted and messy concepts completely obscured his figure, so that no one else could see him even if he passed by.

"hateful!

"

"How can we give up? The altar is high and everything has just begun. A temporary lead means nothing. Only when you get to the end will you be the winner!"

"That's a good statement, let's go too."

On the other side, everyone quickly adjusted their mentality. With a thought, the source of information surged, breaking away from the old and welcoming the new. The fatigue and trauma caused by the rush were all swept away.

Even beings in the eleventh realm can use the power of time to keep themselves in peak condition at all times, without fear of ordinary consumption and injuries. What's more, the Supreme Other Shore is even more powerful. With some means, it is not easy to refresh the status.

"Walk--"

Boom!

The crowd was overwhelming, tens of thousands of beings from the other side, each stepping on a huge brick. Even some special ethnic groups were huge in size, but in contrast to the majestic altar, they all seemed insignificant, like a group of ants, leaping onto the passage. The ladder to the end of the universe.

"snort!

"

"Ahhh!"

As soon as he stepped onto the altar, in just a moment, Bian'an's expression changed drastically and he showed fear. For those in even worse condition, their eyes would turn into dark whirlpools, as if they had lost their minds and changed their nature.

"Kill! Kill! You all must die!

"

Bian's eyes were dark, and he directly used his most powerful killer weapon. Regardless of the reason, he blasted towards Bian on the giant brick beside him. There was no hatred or resentment between the two, and uu read books and didn't even know each other at all.

"Bastard! Are you crazy!?"

He was attacked inexplicably and suffered from conscious pain. For a moment, he felt a strong crisis.

He is indeed crazy. He failed to withstand the test of "self" and fell into confusion. If he cannot wake up, his consciousness will sink forever and become a monster who only knows how to kill.

This scene is happening everywhere. These people on the other side, who do not have the transcendent people behind them, obviously underestimate the horror of the altar. This ghost place is not something they can set foot in.

It was a mess, and the people on the other side above just shook their heads slightly when they saw this, and then ignored it, and settled down to solve the consciousness test in the hope of reaching a higher level.

"Huh?! What's the fuss about?"

Bai Donglin, who was circling with his eyes closed, had unknowingly circled the field and returned to the starting point.

All the superimposed tests were eliminated, and the conceptual fog that shrouded the whole body quietly dissipated.

Hearing the noise around him, he slowly opened his eyes. It was dark and deep. If a person with weak consciousness looked at him in fear, his own consciousness would be swallowed up.

"Kill! Kill!

"

"go to hell--"

Bian'an, who was covered in golden scales and looked crazy, was holding a scarlet sword and stabbed Bai Donglin who suddenly appeared, with the sword pointed directly between his eyebrows.

"Oh, poor guy, why do you overestimate your ability and step on the altar left by my son?"

"Now you have to taste the pain!"

Bai Donglin was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see others being tortured like this, so he waved his hand, slapped him off the altar, and blasted him deep into the heart of the earth.

With such a brutal blow, one doesn't know whether the opponent is dead or alive.

Looking up, he saw many figures standing on the stairs above. Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a meaningful smile.

"The transcendent one..."