I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

"Mother mother..."

Xiao Baiyuan flickered, threw himself into Zihuang's arms, and called out softly, with sadness in his clear eyes, even though he was just born, he already knew the difference between life and death.

This is the son of a higher life, and naturally it cannot be speculated with ordinary eyes. It is a gift from blood inheritance, so that it is "born to know".

Ten thousand Taos are associated with each other, and the objective existence of Tao and truth is more transparent in the heart.

The only thing that is more normal is that the subjective human nature of the id consciousness is no different from that of ordinary children. The three views are blank, and the shaping of personality needs to be cultivated the day after tomorrow.

In layman's terms, Xiao Baiyuan at this time can instinctively squeeze out a large universe with his hands, but he doesn't know how to behave in the world.

Before Xiao Baiyuan was born, his mother died for endless years, and since then he has been a single-parent family. What a bleak life experience this is.

Bai Donglin was a father at the beginning, and he was a big old man. How could he know how to comfort a child? He could only watch silently from the sidelines, waiting for Bai Yuan to come out of his grief.

rumbling—

Xiao Baiyuan's crying voice seemed to have touched a hidden concept. The purple-gold vines that swarmed all over the world began to tumble violently, all shrinking and gathering in the purple-gold temple.

Click!

The purple emperor's hair was broken like a waterfall, and the gourd vines that evolved from the hair tips were all gathered together. Condensed, collapsed, turned into purple gold threads, intertwined with each other, and when the bright purple light dissipated, a simple and luxurious purple robe had automatically covered Xiao Baiyuan's smooth body.

The supreme weapon of transcendence - the protection of the Purple Emperor!

On top of this robe, there is a mother's unreserved love for her child, and it is a gift created by the Purple Emperor with all her means.

At the very least, Bai Donglin has never seen such a terrifying detachment weapon before, and even now that he is so powerful, if he wants to tear it apart, he has to use two hands.

Buzz!

The mutation was not only there, but a repulsive force suddenly appeared in the space of the temple, pushing Bai Donglin and his son outside the temple.

Immediately, the imposing and immeasurable Amethyst Temple rose into the sky, and the extremely hot purple-gold flame spewed out, self-cultivation, and instantly turned into a small purple-gold gourd. It was placed directly on Xiao Baiyuan's neck.

Boom!

The stone tablet with the inscription "Purple Emperor's Sleeping Place" disintegrated into countless light spots, wrapped in strange characters, and condensed into a gleaming array of divine light, which fell erratically, covering the middle of Xiao Baiyuan's eyebrows. Next, completely cover up the mysterious "source" word.

"Mother mother!"

Xiao Baiyuan's eyes were red, and his palms tightly pressed the gourd pendant in front of his chest. He seemed to feel that his mother was by his side, closest to his heart.

Perhaps this is the greatness of a mother's love. For the child he has never met, Emperor Zi has already given everything he has and has given everything he has.

'Xiao Zi, is he so eccentric? Everything was given to Xiaoyuan, what about mine? ’

Bai Donglin was sour, and even his inner complaints were full of sourness. Even so, it was just a joke, and he would not be jealous of his own children.

Moreover, all the mysteries related to the power of the vortex in Xiao Zi's body have been absorbed by him. This is the most valuable thing, and the rest are just sidelines.

Looking at Xiao Baiyuan with a blurred expression on the side, who was still secretly hurt, Bai Donglin raised his palm, just like dealing with his mother Xiao Zi, and his head collapsed, pulling him back to reality.

"Oh! It hurts! Father, what are you doing?"

With a flick of the finger, all the universes of the Great Thousand Universe will be annihilated. Xiao Baiyuan's background is terrifying, but he won't be injured because of it, he will only feel a little pain.

Strangely, in the face of Bai Donglin's attack, "Purple Emperor's Protection" was unmoved. The potential meaning of it was self-evident. Xiao Zi wanted him to teach Bai Yuan well. Hanging is.

"Boy, don't be sad, your mother isn't dead yet."

"Huh!? Father, what did you say?"

Xiao Baiyuan was stunned, even forgetting the pain between his eyebrows, and asked eagerly.

"I said, your mother is still alive and well, and you can see each other soon."

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered slightly, in a sense, Xiao Zi is dead and not dead, so it's hard to tell.

"Really?! Father, you didn't lie to me?"

Looking down at Xiao Baiyuan, who was holding his robe tightly and looking at him expectantly, Bai Donglin couldn't help being a little dazed. Although there were some guesses, this kid will be a great person in the future, but at this time , after all, it's just a poor baby who just lost her "mother".

"Um."

He nodded lightly, then bent down and picked up Xiao Baiyuan, making him sit on top of his wide arms, discerning the direction, and pacing toward the void.

The dazzling colorful brilliance spread out, and the light of detachment completely enveloped the two of them, preventing all existences from peeping at the next conversation, even those who were detached.

It doesn't matter whether Xiao Baiyuan understands it or not, anyway, he must know about these things sooner or later, and Bai Donglin starts to talk on his own.

From the beginning to the end, he told Xiao Zi and his situation in detail, and he didn't even hide his wrong guess at the beginning.

"My father thought that this was just a simple ring of time paradox, just like the endless arrangement of his and my avatars in the world of Zhige."

Speaking of this, Bai Donglin's tone was slightly paused, and he slowly shook his head.

"After that, I deduced several Dayan eras in the frozen time and space, and finally overturned this guess, wrong, very wrong!"

"The Ring of Time Paradox is an extremely unstable chaotic state. It is in a state of self-disintegration and disintegration all the time. In order to stabilize it, it needs to satisfy the only and indispensable external factor."

"That is dominated by the sacred time line, the aggregation of all the long rivers of time and space in the realm of nothingness."

"Simply put, if you compare the ring of time paradox in the heavens of Zhige to a fragile bubble that can burst at any time, then this time-space aggregate is a boundless ocean."

"The bubbles float up and down in the ocean and are wrapped by the ubiquitous seawater, and the crushing stress of the bubbles expanding outward can be offset."

"So, if you want to form a paradox ring with a sacred timeline, then..."

Bai Donglin was speechless and looked at Xiao Baiyuan, who was fascinated by his hearing. He didn't know how much this kid understood. His words were simple enough. .

"Father, what do you mean by saying that if the sacred timeline is to be connected end to end to form a paradox ring, then there must be a larger space and space above the void as an ocean to accommodate this bubble?"

"Otherwise, this bubble will burst, and the ring of paradox will naturally have no external conditions for it to form?"

"That's right!"

Bai Donglin frowned. He spent most of his time deducing whether there is such a "space-time" through various methods. The result is yes, no!

The realm of nothingness is the end of all known and unknown. This is the unanimously affirmed conclusion of many transcendental beings. Otherwise, they would not all be entrenched on the sacred timeline.

It's not that they are not strong enough, but that they have come to an end. If there is a higher level of time and space, detached people can naturally step into it easily.

To sum up, it is impossible for the sacred time line to form a closed loop. It can only go forward inexorably towards the future. If it is connected end to end, it will only end in collapse and disintegration.

Therefore, the relationship between Xiao Zi and Zi Huang is a bit ambiguous, so he said that Xiao Zi's life and death are not easy to define.

He has a bold guess. If it is correct, then Emperor Zi is Xiao Zi, not Xiao Zi.

Although the sacred timeline cannot be closed, if it is a legendary detached person of logic, it should be able to completely obliterate it and push everything down.

If it is based on the above guesses, then the origin of the Purple Emperor can be explained clearly. Perhaps, everything in the Domain of Nothingness has been repeated many times without any knowledge of existence.

And the Purple Emperor, and this tomb of detachment, are not things that should exist in this world. They are from the "last life" that has been wiped out, the realm of nothingness!

"Hehe, so, have I done it all over again? The Purple Emperor, the Tomb of Transcendence, is another new exploration after countless failures?"

"How terrible is the enemy in the future? Even me, who has achieved logic, has to repeat the game again and again..."

Bai Donglin's eyes were dark and serene. He thought about it a lot, and he was vigilant about the cruel situation in the future. In addition to the various choices in the future, he needed to be more cautious.

After all, as you step into detachment, the advantages of immortality and immortality brought by the seven-color divine light will become less and less effective. Those who are detached are terrifying beings that can be perfectly resurrected from the traces of existence. It is extremely difficult to obliterate them. Who cares? Afraid of dying?

If others can't kill him, if he can't kill him, what's the point? Can't it stay on forever? He estimates that the reason why the situation will be corrupt in the future is probably this state.

Therefore, the seven-color divine light is destined to gradually take a back seat, and only his own strength can be the object he can rely on forever.

"Father, according to what you said, isn't the mother already dead?"

Xiao Baiyuan's eyes dimmed, his face full of frustration.

"Boy, your vision is still too narrow. Don't limit yourself to the same time and space. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

Bai Donglin shook his head and said no more. Before he reached his realm, some things were just said, and others would not understand.

"We have arrived."

During the pacing, he crossed the endless nothingness, and walked to the bottom of the world, the tomb of the annihilation of time and space.

Buzz!

At this time, in this dead space, there are wisps of gray-white mist emerging, entwining and circling, gradually forming a vortex.

This space was previously suppressed by the countless purple-gold vines, and not a bit of energy could flow out. After everything of the Purple Emperor was handed over to Xiao Baiyuan, it was revealed.

Heaven and earth had turned into nothingness, and such an obvious and peculiar qi machine naturally immediately caught Bai Donglin's attention, and he rushed over without stopping.

"It's another passage. Sure enough, this tomb of detachment is not that simple."

Looking at the already formed vortex, Bai Donglin thought for a moment, then walked forward with Xiao Baiyuan in his arms.

"Brother Bai!"

Nothingness shook, and the source of information stepped out of it, and when he saw Bai Donglin who arrived first, he showed a long-awaited look.

"You came."

Bai Dong stopped, glanced at the source of information not far behind, the pink figure hidden in the depths of the information, and had no intention of forcing him to appear.

After obtaining the eddy current mystery in Zihuang's body, his control of power was infinitely elevated and sublimated to another realm. He already had the confidence to confront the transcendental person head-on, and naturally he could see through the details of the pink figure.

A fusion of the will to right and the absolute spirit.

Speaking of which, when All Heavens Daoyan was opened and the black catastrophe invaded, Absolute Spirit also helped him with a clone of himself and me, which can be regarded as giving him some thin faces. Now that he has not provoked him for the time being, there is no need to embarrass the other party. .

"Huh? Brother Bai, who is this kid?"

The source of information looked at the child who was lovingly held by Bai Donglin, and his expression changed slightly. He had never seen Brother Bai with such a gentle side.

This child has a very close relationship with Brother Bai.

Moreover, he couldn't see the child's heels and feet, and only saw a dazzling purple light, even at the information level, everything was covered up.

There is a concept blockade in the tomb of detachment, which prevents them from bringing out the spirits from the inner world. Could this inexplicable child appear because the spirits in the tomb failed?

"Hehe, this is my child, Xiaoyuan, call me uncle."

"Hello, uncle!"

Xiao Baiyuan is very well-behaved, even though he is still complaining about his father's ambiguous explanation, and still worried about his mother's safety, when he hears the greeting, he immediately responds with a bright smile.

"Uh uh! Okay, okay, hello Xiaoyuan, you're so nice."

The source of information was a little confused. He had never heard of Bai Donglin's children. He had carefully investigated Bai Donglin's background, and he clearly knew that this man only pursued power, and was not close to women at all. Not to mention having offspring.

Although he was extremely surprised, he honestly took out his family and chose a few valuable treasures to give to Xiao Baiyuan.

'The source of information, you can secretly have fun, you can get Xiaoyuan to call him uncle, enough for you to play for a lifetime! ’

Bai Donglin had a smile in his eyes, and thought with some wickedness in his heart that his guess would soon be confirmed...

When the two were chatting, the whirlpool passage had been completely stabilized, two big and one small, three people stepped into the passage and disappeared.

After a while, there was a pitch-black crack in the void, and the spiritual will paced out from it.

"They are so calm and calm, they seem to already know something. Could it be that there are transcendental people standing behind them?"

The spiritual will makes a bold guess in the heart, has the protection of absolute rights, and is not afraid of making a taboo by thinking wildly, attracting the attention of the detached.

"The competition is bigger than imagined. This is just a transit place. No one knows how many detached people there are at this time, so they will focus their attention here."

Anyway, it is also the supreme other side. In the past, there were no less people behind the scenes, who were in charge of the fate of countless creatures. The spiritual will naturally knew how to protect himself as a chess piece.

Wretched, cautious, and will never be the first bird.

It is impossible to lift the chessboard. Only by being a hunter in the dark, showing one's worth at a critical moment, and winning the favor of the players, can there be any hope of being brought up in a chess game.

"The secret treasure of the master of the source point, if I can see a tiny bit of it..."

Thinking of this, the mental will trembled in his heart, and he quickly cut off the thoughts of greed and desire, not daring to continue to think deeply.

"Walk!"

As soon as the figure moved, the moment he stepped into the vortex channel, it froze for a moment, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the body inexplicably, and dazzling brilliance shot out from it.

"This, this is..."

"how so?"

Perceiving the power of terrifying oppression and strangulation brought by the whirlpool, the spiritual will is at a loss.

This vortex channel still sees people eating dishes?

"Humph!"

Before he had time to think about his mental will, he clasped his hands together violently, and his pink body suddenly turned into a colorless and transparent shape. The two intertwined red and white nebulae within his body were clearly visible, and a strange mighty force that surpassed the other side gushed out.

"break-"

Bah, the oppressive and strangling power of the vortex channel acting on the body surface and the source of information was cut through a gap, and the mental will did not dare to continue to stay, and quickly escaped into it.

Boom!

The cracks healed, the vortex swirled violently for a moment, and then slowly disappeared. The tomb at the bottom of time and space returned to silence again.

…

Jingle Jingle!

There seemed to be a crisp buzzing in the ear, crossing the passage, the distorted streamer filling the horizon gradually faded away, and the dim light came into view, Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the perception of will spread.

At the foot is a quaint altar, which is engraved with years of wind and frost, and the mysterious and complicated inscriptions all over the body are shining, which is the key to the communication vortex channel.

The altar is arranged on the top of a towering mountain. This mountain is incomparably majestic and huge. Looking around, there are bright galaxies like ribbons embellishing the left and right.

"These gods..."

The pupils of the source of information shrank, and around the sacred mountain stood a giant statue, extremely tall, and the eyes of each statue were galaxy vortexes spanning millions of light-years. Their materials were different visible to the naked eye, or strange. Colorful metal, or crystal white jade, transparent glass, gray and white stone…

The perception spreads, and the idols seem to be endless, all solemn, standing forever in this dark space and time.

Boom! rumbling—

The statue actually moved, clenched his fists and smashed his chest, lowered his head slightly, and performed a special etiquette toward the top of the mountain.

"Uh, huh, the owner of this detached tomb is really polite, doesn't he need to be so solemn?"

The source of information smirked, and was made a little uncomfortable by the strange behavior of the idol. After all, this is the tomb of detachment.

What are these aliens from the other side?

Bai Donglin squinted his eyes slightly and tightened his arms. Xiao Baiyuan, who was being held, was looking around at a loss, his innocent eyes were full of curiosity.

Salute to them? I'm afraid it's self-indulgent!

Although the source of information didn't realize it, he couldn't escape his keen perception. The hidden gazes in the eyes of these giant statues of galaxies, if there were any, seemed to all converge on Xiao Baiyuan's body, between his eyebrows.

source!

Bai Yuan!

Sure enough, his guess should be correct—

"I, Bai Donglin, is the father of the master of the source point!"

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