I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

This is where?

me, what's wrong with me...

monster! That human monster smashed my real body!

Curaçao woke up from the slumbering confusion, a shudder of consciousness, and instantly understood his unfavorable situation, and his dispirited will spread out, trying to find out where he was.

"Curaçao!"

"Welcome to my world!"

Clang! clap la la-

This malicious voice and the indifferent face near Chi Chi made Curaçao's heart tremble, and he would draw a knife and slash angrily when his thoughts moved, only to find that his body was tightly bound by ten-color chains extending from nothingness. , unable to move.

"What do you want?"

Curacao calmed down in an instant and gave up the futile struggle. His will has been clearly seen. This is the original universe that is completely isolated from the outside world, and it is also an extremely strange and powerful universe. perception.

"Humph! You also want to be like those madmen, wanting to subdue me? To be a sharp blade in your hand?"

"Hahaha! It's ridiculous! Don't say you are a human race, in this world, no one can make the Dao soldiers surrender!"

Curacao laughed wildly, and his tone was full of ridicule. This is the situation of their ethnic group. It has almost become a routine. Anyone who is defeated and captured will go through this old-fashioned process.

"Go ahead and kill me."

Bai Donglin heard the words, shook his head and laughed, this Curacao was a little self-righteous, he never thought about spare his life, a black disaster murderer who did all kinds of evil, but also made it very tragic.

"Kill you? No, no, no, you can't die now, I won't kill you, and I won't allow you to commit suicide. If you die, won't this valuable blood-sucking blade become a piece of scrap metal? Iron?"

The Taoist family is very peculiar. It is a magical weapon that many monks dream of. It can cultivate and grow by itself, and has unlimited potential. In theory, Taoist soldiers can also achieve a state of detachment, although so far, I have not heard of it. This kind of existence is, but its value cannot be denied.

If Curacao dies, the blade body that can be promoted infinitely will be completely solidified and become an ordinary ancient artifact, or the kind that has no origin.

Perceiving Bai Donglin's confident confidence, Curacao was a little anxious, his will perception expanded to the limit, and he wanted to find a flaw in this strange origin universe, even if it was a trace, as long as he could step into the long river of time and space, he could Extinction exists at the source point.

'What is the origin universe! ? ’

Not only did Curaçao fail to find a loophole to escape, but instead, it was shocked by everything it felt. It has no beginning, no end, boundless and infinite, and it goes back and forth in endless reincarnation...

The strangest thing is that in such a huge source universe, he did not perceive the slightest sign of life, even the traces that once existed. For an eleventh realm, this is very unreasonable.

When a monk breaks through to the ten realms, he can open up the original universe (world) in his body, but this universe cannot give birth to life because of the lack of rules, it is just a dead and empty world.

But in the eleventh realm, in addition to the original rules of cultivation, monks can already reproduce other rules. Although they are weak, they can also support a complete world system. At this time, endless creatures are naturally born.

The cultivator will not hinder this process, and will even vigorously promote it, assisting the birth of living beings and the development of civilization, because this will bring many benefits to themselves.

Explosive soldiers, fully controlled cannon fodder subordinates, these are only the most basic uses of the original creature.

The beliefs, thoughts, wisdom, comprehension, and power of the endless source creatures will be blessed by the monks through the source universe. The great benefits can be imagined, and no one of the eleven realms can refuse.

It's normal for Curacao to have such doubts, but he doesn't know something. It's not that Bai Donglin doesn't want to give birth to the original creature, but he can't help it. He has his own difficulties.

Those innocent creatures are not the wronged species. Following Bai Donglin, there will be a self-destruction from time to time. In three days, the two origin universes will collapse into nothingness. Who can stand it?

Immortality, immortality and the original life, can only choose one, this difficulty, Bai Donglin has not yet thought of how to solve it.

But he didn't care too much. Others had the blessing of the original creature. In terms of wisdom and understanding, he had a super-thinking quantum cloud and an endless virtual personality. In terms of strength, he had a world of infinite spiritual apertures. No matter which one, it was not comparable to the original spirit.

It's not a big problem, you can still hang the same border with one hand, or even explode a seed across the border.

"What are you thinking about? Want to escape? Don't bother."

Bai Donglin, who was formed by the condensed energy of the rules, raised his hand and patted Curaçao, causing the ten-color chains to rattle.

"Haha, you are amazing, it is rare in the world to be able to create such a powerful source universe."

"But it's absolutely impossible to subdue me, you just die!"

After that, Curacao withdrew his will and fell into silence, as if nothing mattered, a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Curaçao, is this your last word?"

"Indeed, how tenacious the will of the eleventh realm is, and how powerful the self-consciousness is, it is almost impossible to tamper with it."

Bai Donglin's tone was faint, talking to himself, regardless of whether Curacao was listening.

The way of will is very mysterious. It is an extension of the "superego" of id consciousness. Once a monk ignites the fire of will, it is extremely difficult for foreign objects to be added. And so on means will be greatly weakened.

This characteristic, with the improvement of the state of will, will be infinitely elevated until it cannot be shaken, and it will never be destroyed.

How to kill the will of the strong, modify and erase their consciousness, has always been one of the most difficult problems in Bai Donglin's many fields of exploration.

Fortunately, under the long years of hard work, he has not achieved nothing, and today, take this Curacao to try the research results.

Whether successful or not, it is good experimental data.

"Divine power, time and space, world, dimension, destruction, chaos, cause and effect..."

Whispering in a low voice, Bai Donglin stretched out his sword finger and lightly tapped it on the Weeping Blood Blade. The next moment, ten huge chains extending from the depths of the universe of the ten directions seemed to come alive, shining brightly. Light, the endless rules and patterns on it are mysteriously throbbing.

clap la la-

"Ten Colors Forever Banned!"

boom!

The chains are closed together, tightly wrapped around the Weeping Blood Blade, melted and merged into a layer of colorful light film, covering the surface of the blade, faintly visible, there is an illusory light wheel with no beginning and no end, surrounding the blade, which is the origin. A projection of the universe.

Ten-color eternal ban is a secret banning technique developed by Bai Donglin with reference to the "eight-color eternal ban" of the battle monument. The eight inheritances are replaced by ten source rules. Although it is not comparable to the means of the transcendence for the time being, it is also extremely Powerful, unlimited potential.

The former is used to suppress the traces of the detached, and his forbidden technique is more than enough to deal with an eleventh realm.

"Hehe, you like to pretend to be deaf, don't you? Then I'll do it for you."

"Curaçao, you don't even have the chance to mourn. Either you die or I wash away your self-consciousness!"

"Superthinking quantum cloud!"

A dark light and shadow flashed, and the colorful light film covered the blade of weeping blood, which was swallowed in an instant, and the next moment, it appeared in the depths of Bai Donglin's mind.

Thinking, intangible and intangible, is a conceptual thing. The Blade of Weeping Blood is an entity, and the two exist in different dimensions. In theory, there is no intersection.

The solution that Bai Donglin came up with for this is the projection of the origin of the universe without beginning and end. With the fusion of dimensions, lust, dreams and other rules, after a series of complex and indescribable melting reactions, the blade of crying blood The form of existence has been tampered with, so that it can temporarily enter into thinking.

"Just your name is Curacao? I heard that you are crazy and have hard bones?"

At the core of the thinking nebula, a stalwart figure sat cross-legged, with a silvery white color in his bright eyes, showing absolute rationality and indifference.

God I Bai Donglin, the ruler of the endless thinking nebula.

"Everyone, come to live."

The vortex of nebula that revolves around God and Self, the stagnant stagnation, and the endless particles of thinking all shine.

The next moment, God's call was answered, and one after another illusory figure stepped out.

"My lord, what's the matter with Xun Liang?"

Zhuge Liang bears the brunt, followed by: Chu Xuan, Di Renjie, Conan, Sun Wukong, Tathagata Buddha, Hawking, Einstein, Iron Man, Doctor Strange, Doctor X, Doctor Manhattan, James Bond, Luffy, Naruto , Rick, Pleasant Goat, Crayon Shin-chan, Gourd Baby, Macabaka, Teletubbies, SpongeBob SquarePants, Pie Daxing…

Endless virtual personalities, existence and non-existence, illusory and reality, exhausting all imaginations, including you and me, all gathered here, countless.

The endless personality, turned into a little starlight, poured into the Weeping Blood Blade one after another, but in an instant, the scarlet blade trembled violently, and I don't know what cruel torture it suffered.

"Curaçao, I hope you can resist a little longer and contribute more experimental data."

God's eyes became more and more cold, and I slowly closed my eyes, and the entire thinking nebula seemed to be a little dark.

Bai Donglin devoted himself to cultivation, the corpse and the original universe were quickly digested, and the Yarrow Heavens were swallowed by Jiu Yao with all their strength, and the darkness and nothingness drowned everything visible to the naked eye.

Massive amounts of existing matter in the Yarrow heavens were lost, and subtle changes were made in both shape and quality, so that their trajectory and speed were changed, and they galloped toward the wreckage of the extremely distant heavens.

The collision of the two is inevitable and will happen within hundreds of years.

Bai Donglin knew nothing about it.