I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The only true world is rooted in the land of gray silence, absorbs resources, and grows wantonly. Now it is a rare holy land for cultivation, comparable to the highest heavens.

Compared with the gray and lonely land across the border, it is far behind, but its status is higher. The meaning of existence is far higher than its own value. Non-native creatures, even the strong ones on the other side, cannot step into it.

"This world still makes me feel comfortable."

Bai Donglin stood on top of the "Monument to the God Slaughter", his eyes narrowed slightly, his consciousness slightly rippling, and the only true world was completely covered. Endless dimensions, not a single sand or stone, could escape his perception.

The only true world is the place of his birth, his second hometown, and the crucial vessel for the "ring of time paradox". It begins here and should end here before it is complete.

"Huh? I didn't expect that this old friend is still alive."

Everything related to the transcendent person, no matter how big or small, is reflected in the heart and is omniscient. However, Bai Donglin is not interested in this ability and actively blocks it. After all, it is useless to the transcendent person who can threaten him, leaving the rest. , it can bring some little surprises from time to time, which is also quite interesting.

For example now...

Bai Donglin took one step forward, crossing dimensions and time, ignoring all obstacles, and appeared in a small gray world.

The Monument World, it is a bit inappropriate to call it a small world now. Its size has expanded hundreds of millions of times, like a vast universe filled by an entire dark continent.

On the continent, a forest of stele stands. Each stele is tens of thousands of light-years high, with a majestic aura. The inscriptions engraved on it are shining with bright brilliance. Different stele have different wills lingering around them.

The original owner of the twelfth floor, Mrs. Bones, rests here forever.

The first generation of the 12th floor master - Blade Wu Feng, sleeps here forever.

The first generation of the twelfth floor owner, Venomous Fang Miaomiao, rests here forever.

Jiang Wudao, the first lord of Qingdi City, rests here forever.

…

The ancestor of the Fourth Era of the Jidao Sect, Xue Tu, rests here forever.

The ancestor of the first era of Jidao Sect, the Lord of All Saints, rests here forever.

The last bell-keeper of the Jidao Sect - fierce, will sleep here forever.

…

clang! Dangdang——

The faint ringing of bells rises from the center of the forest of steles, blows across the endless stone steles, and reaches the end of the world. There is a faint sound of Sanskrit, making this world appear more solemn and solemn, and calming the will of the sleeping strong man.

"Alas, how few people in life and death can truly realize eternity and transcend everything?"

Bai Donglin shook his head and sighed. He saw many familiar names, many of whom were amazing and talented people. Unfortunately, they all died, either on the battlefield, in secret places, or because they could not survive the long years. The erosion of consciousness leads to self-collapse...

What is eternal life?

In the eyes of mortals, ten thousand years or one million years is already an extremely long life. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as eternal life.

From the endless heavens to the only true world, time flies, and three hundred years have passed, one hundred and three trillion years. For the existence that has not yet achieved the other side, is this not eternal life?

Unfortunately, due to the practice system, the self-consciousness remains self-conscious, which leads to the possibility of self-collapse and death even in the eleventh realm that has closed the timeline. It is not difficult to solve this shortcoming, which is to abandon oneself, eliminate human nature, and become a heartless and desireless dead thing. Without self-awareness, one will naturally not be afraid of the erosion of time.

But few people take this path. Look at these stone tablets in front of you. Many of them died because their consciousness collapsed and their own humanity was annihilated. That is cutting off their own path. They will never be able to step into the eighth realm of consciousness and achieve the other side. With them, Of course, he would not be so arrogant, even if he died.

Everyone has his own destiny, so just try your best to live it. Bai Donglin did not feel sad for these former comrades. He was silent for a moment and then walked towards the place where the bell sounded.

A black lotus was suspended in the void, with a haggard black-robed old monk sitting cross-legged on it, holding the Ji Dao Bell in his hand, striking it with a strange rhythm, slowly and firmly, as if it had been like this forever.

"Morro, long time no see."

clang! !

Moro paused for a moment, put away the Ji Dao Bell, stood up slowly, and put his hands together in a salute.

"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk Mara, have met you, sir!"

With the support of Bai Yujing, there are many creatures who came out of the only true world, such as the Wandering Emperor, Xili Feng, and the Exiled Immortal, not to mention those close to him, but Moro is different. .

After leaving the only true world with the help of Bai Donglin, Moro did not stay long, nor did he think about getting benefits from Bai Yujing. Instead, he left alone and wandered the endless heavens alone.

Surprisingly, Morofedan did not die, but also entered the other side of eternity, and was the pinnacle existence among them, even slightly inferior to Bai Jiange and Bai Xuanzhen.

It’s really unbelievable, and the difficulty is self-evident.

"How long have you been sitting here, comforting the souls of the dead?"

Bai Donglin had a strange look in his eyes, a person from the other side, even if he was an old acquaintance, Moro, should not make him stop, just because this Moro was more shocking than he appeared.

"Sir, the poor monk has been sitting in this world for ninety-eight trillion years after obtaining the permission of Bai Yujing and Ji Dao."

Moro, who was dressed in pitch black, had compassionate eyes, and responded to inquiries with a warm voice. In the extreme darkness, infinite light seemed to be gestating.

"good!"

Bai Donglin nodded in praise. Although this Moro's practice method is weird, if he were asked to predict the next transcendent person in the only true world, this Moro would at least be ranked in the top three.

To be able to reach this point on his own, Moro is indeed terrifying and can be called a monster.

"Sir, I didn't know you were coming back this time..."

"Like you, retreat and seek to go further."

After saying that, Bai Donglin was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly stopped and continued: "That's all, I still have a little time, so I can discuss things with you. It's up to you how much you can understand. Myself."

Moro was a wicked man who fell into a trap in order to obtain the sacred stone "Cang". He once committed atrocities in the ancient world of Mingyu, but today, Bai Donglin actually saw his own shadow in him.

Slaughter, in order to become stronger, he killed a lot of creatures. Although they were all alien black disasters, if it was evil, Moro could not be more evil than him.

"Thank you, sir!!"

When Moro heard this, his eyes as quiet as dead water trembled slightly. His emotions, which had been silent for millions of billions of years, actually fluctuated slightly. This shows how much Bai Donglin's "Tao" of supreme existence means to him. .

"The "Yi" that was passed down to you was not perfect, so let's discuss it today."

To enter transcendence, you must first realize eternity, and it is most appropriate to use "Intention" to guide Mara.

Even though it was a discussion, where could Moro get in?

Ninety-nine and eighty-one days later, Bai Donglin stood up and left. Moro was still deeply in the epiphany and unable to extricate himself. It was estimated that he would not wake up in millions of billions of years.

well--

The faint sigh echoes in the monument world, eternally engraved in time and space, and will last forever.

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Qianyuan Continent, Nanyang Kingdom, the first restricted area in the true world - the ancestral land of the Bai family.

On the small back mountain, two figures have been standing for a long time. Bai Donglin came here one step at a time, silently looking at the three tombs in front of him, as if waiting for something.

"Eldest sister, second brother."

"Haha, eldest sister is indeed right. If you come back, little brother, you will definitely come here."

Bai Jiange's appearance has not changed, but her long snow-white hair is extremely eye-catching, and her sharp eyes reflect endless vicissitudes of life.

"Second brother, do you need me to take action?"

Bai Donglin frowned and said with some reluctance.

"No need."

"In a hundred small epochs, every trillion years, Yiyi's consciousness will collapse once, and I will resurrect her. She kneels down and begs me to let me forget her..."

Bai Donglin opened his mouth and sighed secretly, but didn't say anything more. Is it really true? Among every ten thousand swordsmen, there is bound to be one infatuated one.

Fortunately, he is heartless and not trapped by love. His relationship with Lianxin Xiaozi does not seem like love, but something else...

The three of them didn't talk much. Bai Donglin took out the incense wax money paper and lit them one by one in front of the tomb.

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

Today is the 1,059,000,000,000th anniversary since Qingying died.

…

Understand everything and cut off distracting thoughts.

Bai Donglin then crossed his legs at Xiaohui Mountain. The starting point of his practice was on the edge of the cliff, and he began to retreat.

When he has reached this level, it makes no difference where he retreats, what is his practice environment? Useless to him. safety? I wonder who in the world can hurt him at all?

The only true world is within the tolerance of the land of Gray Silence. As the Lord of Gray Silence, Bai Donglin's retreat in this world will not affect his growth with the help of Gray Silence vortex.

"My other self! Destroy——"

The first thing he did in seclusion was that Bai Donglin destroyed the outside world and countless others and himself, making them enter the state of observer.

Having clearly understood the origins of the seven-color divine light and controlled part of the power of white light, Bai Donglin now finally understands the nature of immortality and the so-called "observer state". In fact, it should be called - logical consciousness. .

The power of logic is involved, which is why immortality is so powerful and inexplicable that even the transcendent cannot pry into it.

After self-destruction, the logical consciousness of the other person and myself now has other meanings, which is the indispensable key for Bai Donglin to quickly grasp the source.

"With my will, I will transform the source into the heart of heaven and earth!"

"Blue Star Will! Set up——"

boom! !

The source point is shrouded in logic and exists at the logical level. It is invincible and selfless, and cannot be invaded by external forces.

Only the logical consciousness under immortality can cross this gap and take over Blue Star, advancing from superficial control to complete control.

Moreover, the burden of the source point on Bai Donglin's consciousness is all transferred to other people's clones, and the pressure is drastically reduced. This can greatly improve the efficiency of controlling all source points.

"Successful."

"However, this is just the beginning. The entry into the source point is only one in a billion."

Need more of him and me.

At the same time, the heavens in the body must continue to expand, strengthen the power of the vortex, increase the efficiency of controlling the source point, and buy time.

‘Yuanchu Black Light, are you the same as me at this moment? On the road to control the black light, weep heart and blood! ’

"It's a pity that I have to press the golden thread year after year to make wedding clothes for others." ’