I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

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In silence, Bai Donglin's figure froze for a moment, and then the time and space lingering on his body shattered, and a crisp and cold sound echoed faintly in the Amethyst Temple, which was filled with the meaning of death.

When he was full of confusion, endless anger, and confused about the outside world, Bai Donglin chose to freeze his own time.

In just a short moment, no one knew how long he spent in the stagnant time, exhausting his thoughts and making countless deductions and searches, hoping to get a glimpse of the truth behind the very little information.

When time flows again and connects with the present world, Bai Donglin has calmed down and the roaring shadows of gods and demons around him have disappeared. He lowers his eyes and looks at Xiao Zi who seems to be just sleeping, his eyes are deep and indifferent. .

What a joke! ?

Xiao Zi, a charming and crazy woman, can she achieve the ultimate state of transcendence?

Thinking of this, his brows trembled fiercely.

At this time, Bai Donglin had completely calmed down, and he had some vague guesses in his heart. The situation was not as bad as he initially thought. While his mind was calm, he couldn't help but start complaining in his heart.

It’s not that he looked down on Xiao Zi, she was a transcendent person!

The endless heavens have gone through countless countless epochs, and only a few transcendent beings have come out. Even with the black disaster, the total number is less than a hundred.

How rare, how difficult!

Xiao Zi, in his estimation, even with Bai Yujing's full support behind him, if he could step into the other side, he would be able to burn incense.

However, the Purple Emperor in front of me...

"Haha, things are getting more and more interesting. Did the power of the vortex come from me?"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his perception was correct. The purple and gold vines spreading endlessly outside the palace were all extensions of the purple emperor's hair in the coffin. The conceptual power containing traces of vortices gathered here, and it was particularly strong. , and even caused some deviations in the movement of the heavens in his body.

"If it were me, it would make sense. Using the power of the vortex to create a group of pseudo-transcendents, hey, it's a very smart and powerful method!"

"It shouldn't be difficult for me in the future to do this. My understanding and application of the power of vortex at this time will be far behind..."

Bai Donglin pondered for a moment, glanced at the ball of light in his hand, flipped his palm, and pressed it into the Zihuang's belly again, and calmly covered it with his robe to cover up the dazzling light of the white belly.

After his deduction, he determined that the present world at this time is the forefront of the sacred timeline. It is not the past or the future. It is the only real reality base linking the past and the future.

Therefore, it was Xiao Zi from the future who, after becoming the Purple Emperor, was sent to the past by a certain entity. Whether he died in the future or in the past is currently unknown.

As long as it involves transcendent beings, they must be covered by the sacred timeline, there is no doubt about this.

And with the Purple Emperor's pseudo-transcendence strength, it is absolutely impossible to cross the sacred timeline. This line is infected by many transcendences. If you want to go upstream, you must have the power to completely crush them.

"Logic, logical detachment?"

This is the only possibility. Bai Donglin thought about this,

A trace of heaviness flashed through my heart. The future situation seemed very serious!

Regardless of whether this logical transcendent is him or someone from all races, if he is forced to this extent, he needs to go against the flow of eternity and leave behind arrangements. It is conceivable that the unknown enemy's strength is terrible, and he must be a transcendent. .

"Xiao Zi, did you go back to the past and stay here forever just to wait for me and help me?"

A trace of complexity flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes. He stepped forward, leaned over, and reached out to caress Xiao Zi's face. He could clearly feel the temperature of flesh and blood with his fingertips. Unfortunately, this was just a corpse after all, without any sense of self. trace.

"I understand."

While murmuring in a low voice, he slowly lowered his head, his eyebrows and Xiao Zi's forehead were tightly connected, and in an instant -

boom! !

The phantom of the endless vortex in the sky seemed to be inexplicably stimulated, took the initiative to manifest, expanded violently, and wrapped the two people in the center of the vortex.

A trace of surprise flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes, and then it turned into reality, and the vision in his perception had undergone earth-shaking changes.

At first, in order to detect whether the Purple Emperor still had any signs of life, he had already used his observer's will to glance at it. However, this time he did not see anything hidden in the corpse.

Until the mutual induction of the power of the vortex, the hidden things in Zihuang's body were naturally revealed and fully visible to him.

"awesome!!"

Bai Donglin was filled with admiration in his heart. He saw an endless whirlpool emerging from the deepest source in Zihuang's body, breaking through the crystal-white skin, spreading out violently, and the power of the vortex lingered on it, as if It is like a life, breathing in and out, pulsing continuously.

Every contraction and expansion, every movement trajectory, contains the supreme truth.

Mysterious and mysterious, endless mysteries, exquisite and exquisite!

This is about the use of the power of vortex. Its lofty intentions and infinite power make Bai Donglin amazed.

If his current understanding of the power of vortex is still at the level of one plus one equals two, then the truth of the vortex manifested in Zihuang's body at this time has reached the level of thoroughly analyzing the entire universe. Compared with the two, it is like a cloud. The difference between mud.

"This is a gift given to me by my future self, with the help of Xiao Zi!"

The opportunity was right in front of him, and it came from himself. Bai Donglin had nothing to hesitate. There was no need to be polite to himself, and he immediately began to understand and absorb it.

Whirlpools, whether in the microscopic world or in the macroscopic world, traces of their existence can be seen, and they can be said to be everywhere.

For example, if you compress the genetic spiral of carbon-based life into a plane, you will find that it is also a vortex. Based on the genetic spiral, some worlds have even extended some practice methods, which are called gene locks or limiter liberation.

The composition of everything, particles, if you unfold it, you will find that it is a vortex form composed of a core and many tiny particles.

In the macroscopic world, whirlpools are even more common, ranging from galaxies, universes, whirlpools in the heavens, to threads on fingertips, whirlpools on the top of the head, Dantian Qi sea, consciousness sea, thinking nebula...

What exactly is the power of vortex?

At this moment, Bai Donglin finally caught a glimpse of the truth, and his heart suddenly surged with joy. He was completely immersed in it, and even let go of his perception of the outside world.

Buzz!

In the huge amethyst temple, a whirlpool of uncertain reality and reality was floating and surging. In the center, two figures hugged each other tightly.

At this time, Bai Donglin was completely immersed in the mystery of the vortex, but he didn't know that the already dead Zihuang's slender white palms trembled slightly, and then he quietly pinched out an inexplicable magic formula with extremely obscure movements. A conceptual power containing the power of vortex disappeared in a flash.

After a long time, the whirlpool shadows in the sky slowly shrank, disappeared between the eyebrows, and disappeared.

Bai Donglin then opened his eyes. Deep in the deep pupils, there was a whirlpool of light and shadow, one after the other, rotating incessantly, mysterious and inexplicable.

"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

"Hey, it's a pity that I can't die."

Bai Donglin had a smile on his face and was very satisfied with this harvest. He subconsciously tightened his small waist that was unbearable, gently put the purple emperor back to its original position, and squeezed the other person's rosy cheeks. Small face.

"Xiao Zi, thank you very much. Don't worry, I won't let you fall this time, no matter who the enemy is!"

"Huh!? This is-"

The pride and ambition in his heart were still there, but as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Donglin suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes moved little by little to Zi Huang's belly, and his brows couldn't help but twitch.

"When? Xiaozi, you guy..."

Bai Donglin helplessly held his forehead, shook his head and smiled bitterly. He felt the breath of new life. Although it was weak, it was full of vitality, strength and tenacity.

When a monk enters the Eleventh Realm and consolidates the timeline, he can also consolidate the power of his bloodline. Otherwise, anyone who takes a little of his life factor can give birth to a bunch of heirs. Wouldn't that be a mess? set?

Bai Donglin was extremely cautious about this. With his current strength, no one could give birth to an heir for him without the consent of his own consciousness.

But just now, when he was immersed in comprehension, and when he was most unprepared, the means left by the Purple Emperor tore a gap in the blockade, stealing and activating the power of blood.

"Really, what a cunning girl! Don't tell me, this is your real purpose, right!?"

The deal is done, no matter how helpless Bai Donglin is, he has no choice but to kill his own bloodline himself, right?

Even reversing time and changing reality is, to a certain extent, the same as killing people.

The birth of new life can be roughly divided into two ways.

One is the reincarnation of the soul, which is just a very vague term. Generally speaking, it means that the self-consciousness of the born life has already existed in the world, or through the reincarnation of the self-operation of heaven, or through an institution similar to the underworld, the soul's self-consciousness has already existed in the world. After the consciousness is cleansed, return to the world.

There is a hidden difference in this method. The strong ones can retain their memories, while the weak ones are completely reincarnated and have nothing to do with their previous lives.

The strong enjoy this benefit and naturally have to bear the same risks. The strong often die at the hands of the stronger. They are more likely to die completely, and their self-awareness is directly wiped out, without the possibility of reincarnation.

Bai Donglin belongs to this category. His soul carries his own consciousness and is reincarnated. Fortunately, because of the protection of the seven-color divine light, his memory has not been purged.

As for the second type, it is a completely new life. Their self-awareness is born from the blood. The powerful power of the blood completely prevents the entry of external consciousness and soul body.

The innate gods and demons born in chaos, or the beginning of heaven and earth, are in this category.

So, among the six paths of reincarnation, have you ever heard of the path of gods and demons? That's why.

Bai Donglin is on the other side, how powerful is his bloodline? Far more than the innate gods and demons, once the foreign conscious soul approaches, it will be immediately burned into nothingness by the terrifying bloodline aura.

It is very difficult for the power of blood to give birth to a new self-consciousness, and the probability is extremely low. In addition, foreign souls cannot take over, which leads to a very common phenomenon - the more powerful the existence, the more powerful it is. It is difficult to give birth to children.

Bai Donglin had a complicated look on his face, staring straight at Zi Huang's lower abdomen. His new weak consciousness was becoming stronger and stronger, and he had fully adapted to the power of blood.

"The chance is one in a trillion. Is it because I'm just too lucky? Or is Xiaozi doing something wrong?"

In a daze, scenes of getting along with Xiao Zi flashed through his mind, especially the "timeline" Jiang Wudao had given him, which recorded the process of Xiao Zi igniting the fire of will. For him, in the closed loop, Billions of deaths in the timeline...

The eldest sister also told him before they parted that after Xiao Zi was stripped of her bloodline, she no longer had any blood relationship with him.

He just didn't expect that Xiao Zi's obsession was so deep that in the distant future, even if she achieved pseudo-transcendence, even if she died, she would stay here for endless years, running through the past, future and present, and still not give up!

Bai Donglin was moved by this feeling and began to reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

"Alas, forget it, things have come to this point, and I can only accept this fact."

Bai Donglin quickly adjusted his mentality, and the complex expression was swept away. Instead, he had some expectations in his heart. His offspring must be extraordinary, but he didn't know how amazing this little guy would be?

Is it a boy or a girl, is it like him, or like Xiao Zi, will it be a calm personality, or a naughty ghost...

Thinking about it, Bai Donglin didn't even realize that a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

...

"Brother, forgive Xiao Zi's willfulness. You will be too lonely and tired in the future..."

"I believe that our child will share some of your pressure."

Zi Huang lay quietly in the coffin, his hands instinctively pinched the magic formula, and the vortex of concepts deep in his body suddenly poured into his lower abdomen.

In an instant--

Endless brilliant vitality, the pressure made the world tremble.

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