I am immortal with scientific thinking

Chapter 827

Middle Earth.

Kunling City.

The spiritual light from the myriad of prohibitions was like flying catkins or heavy snow like goose feathers, fluttering down and covering the ground. An old monk with white hair sat on the ancient teleportation array leading to the East China Sea with his eyes closed and concentrated.

Although he is very old, his combat power in the Nascent Soul stage is top-notch in the entire Immortal Alliance. After all, he escaped from the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Medium Bride in the past. If he had not failed in the final attempt to reach the God Transformation stage and was seriously injured, the Central-earth Immortal Alliance would have had another God Transformation combat power.

But even if the attack failed, he, who has now reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, is still qualified to take on the important responsibility of guarding the teleportation formation between Middle-earth and the East China Sea.

At this moment, everything in the formation is normal. Even though no cultivator has walked out of it and no cultivator who has entered has sent back any information, in the eyes of all the guarding cultivators here... everything is normal.

As for the white-haired Nascent Soul cultivator, even though he had no hope of becoming a spirit, he sat in meditation all the time, silently thinking and contemplating, purifying his cultivation. His face was thin and his eyebrows were long, like the stump of an old plum tree. It was common for him to sit for several years without opening his eyes.

But today, for some reason, he opened his eyes and was stunned.

There was a young monk who was checking the restrictions nearby. He happened to see this scene, and it was as if he saw the old man. The same figure was reflected in his eyes, but it was not the figure of this young monk. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.

The old monks came to their senses, looked at each other, and shook their heads. They didn't know why they suddenly woke up from their meditation. But the past events seemed vaguely remembered, and they seemed to remember some of the past.

The young monk looked at their six eyes again, and it seemed normal, as if the previous scene was just an illusion. He also thought that perhaps the ancestor was practicing some magical power, so he did not say much.

They naturally didn't know that at this moment, two figures were walking in the mist of memory.

On the ancient road at the mountain gate, there are monks everywhere, coming and going, chatting and laughing from time to time. The spring is bright and the mountain flowers are brilliant, creating a beautiful scenery.

This is exactly what the old cultivator remembered from his past.

The Forgotten Demon Lord walked in the middle, followed closely by the Psychic Bride, strolling leisurely in the garden as if they were walking in the real world, with all the surroundings and all the details clearly visible.

The opposite of forgetting is memory.

In terms of his killing methods, the Forgotten Demon Lord can silently erase all traces of a person, making any living being and even the heaven and earth completely forget his existence. As for the means of escaping, he can walk in the memories of anyone related to him, using the mind-light escape method, and in a moment of thought he can do whatever he wants.

No matter it was ten years or a hundred years, whether we had known each other before or just met once, and no matter whether we knew the true identity of the Forgotten Demon Lord or not, as long as we had seen him before, there would be a faint impression in our memory.

Then the Forgotten Demon Lord could follow the medium of memory and split his own soul into thousands and millions, infinite numbers, and put them into those memories. Using the memories of these living beings as a transit point, he could go a short distance and then escape to another place.

Human memory is so complex, spanning time and as vast as the ocean.

After this transit, the whereabouts of the Forgotten Demon Lord became hidden and dispersed, extremely tiny, and involved countless layers of cause and effect entanglements.

No one in the world, whether it is the current Heavenly Lord or any other school of martial arts and supernatural powers, can continue to clearly deduce and locate and catch up with the Forgotten Demon Lord under such circumstances.

The medium bride, on the other hand, entered the seven emotions demonic path with the five elements of the devil. All sentient beings in the world, as long as they called her name, had distracting thoughts about her, and were born with emotions, would be silently contaminated by the devil and eventually become her incarnation and the medium.

In this process, any distracting thoughts of the creatures infected by the devil, any joy, anger, sorrow, worry, fear and sadness in the world, can become the basis for the medium bride's reincarnation. The Immortal Alliance of the time wants to kill her. Unless they gather the whole world and use the supreme secret method of killing, she is almost immortal.

Monks like them who have created their own paths and have the hope of reaching the highest level are more terrifying than those so-called gods. Unless heaven and earth trigger the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man and completely end their fate, as long as a thought remains, they are almost immortal.

"How did the other party... attract the Weak Water of the Heavenly River?!"

The Forgotten Demon Lord's face was extremely gloomy at this moment.

The Weak Water of the Tianhe River was quite famous in the ancient times. Even those powerful beings who were comparable to the Pseudo-Hedao, that is, the realm of the Creator, had their three flowers on the top of their heads shaved off and almost died in it. Even if the Infinite Sea Emperor only attracted the reflection of the Weak Water of the Tianhe River, it was enough to pose a great threat to them.

Of course, what the Forgotten Demon Lord couldn't understand the most was that in this world, the only place where the Weak Water of the Heavenly River existed was the Heavenly River controlled by the Heavenly Lord Canghai. But even he was not qualified to use it. At most, he could only use the power of reflection... But on what basis could the other party have almost the same authority over the Heavenly River as the Heavenly Lord Canghai?

"But this is not important. The Weak Water of the Heavenly River drowns all things, which can be said to be a means of mutual destruction." The Forgotten Demon Lord sneered at this moment, "Even if that guy summoned the reflection of the Weak Water, so what? Compared to us, he was the first to come into contact with the Weak Water of the Heavenly River, so he will naturally die the fastest!"

"The Weak Water of the Heavenly River submerges all things. It is one of the most powerful spiritual objects in the world. Even the Heavenly Venerable has to avoid its edge, let alone a mere Transformed God. If he does this, he will only suffer the consequences!"

"But since he can summon this thing from the Milky Way, he probably possesses some of the authority of the Milky Way. Can the Weak Water drown it?" The ethereal voice of the psychic bride came from under the red cover.

The Forgotten Demon Lord obviously thought of this as well. His expression turned cold and he continued:
"But it doesn't matter. If Tianhe Ruoshui can't kill him, we can just turn back. The mind-light escape technique of memory, the five elements of the devil parasitizing all sentient beings in the world, in terms of attrition warfare and mobile warfare, the other party is far from being our opponent..."

But at this moment, a vibrating sound wave came from the void, and a vast and loud voice resounded throughout every memory world:
"Two Demon Lords, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Today, I will put an end to your legend!"

"Impossible, how did the other party catch up to me..."

The two demon lords who walked in the memories of millions of living beings showed surprise.

Because at this moment, in their memories, the character of Lin Chen began to become more and more vivid.

At the same time, in the East China Sea of ​​the Central Plains, countless cultivators showed expressions of surprise and doubt.

They suddenly remembered that they seemed to have met a person and heard a passage on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.

But anyone who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, who has condensed the true spiritual light and possesses extraordinary qualities, will instinctively realize that this passage should not exist in his previous memories.

Not only in the East China Sea of ​​the Central Plains, and not only in the Taoist sect, at this moment in the East Wilderness, the Southern Border, the North Pole, the South Pole, and the vast ocean, countless people or non-human creatures recalled an image they had seen before, and at the same time, they remembered those words.

Not only that, in their memories, a figure they had never seen before suddenly appeared, becoming more and more vivid in their memories.

"Impossible, they clearly don't have your memory..." The Forgotten Demon Lord showed an incredible look on his face, and then seemed to realize something, his expression changed, "No, it's us who have memories of you, and they're poisonous..."

This is... an information virus. No, to be precise, it should be - a memetic infection!
The information with the ability to interfere will be transmitted to any individual who has contact with him through his memory!
At this moment, the intelligent creatures and practitioners who used the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Medium Bride as a transit station suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in their souls.

A meme transmitted from their memories affected their souls and bodies, causing them to be briefly awakened and emit similar fluctuations.

The microorganisms that the two demon lords are relying on at this moment are all caught up by these memetic information and are infected!

"Not good!!!"

The expressions of the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Psychic Bride changed.

Although they can parasitize all sentient beings in the world, ultimately, their number is infinite.

No matter how endless it is, there is actually a definite threshold. The division of their divine thoughts is finite and has an end.

Matter and energy are conserved, and so is the aura they control. If every thought in the aura related to them is erased, then even they will not be able to escape the possibility of complete destruction!
And at this moment, in the memory stored in every divine thought, there suddenly appeared a drop of extremely faint, transparent and flawless water without any impurities, as if a drop of extremely pure water fell.

It is so pure that it seems unable to carry even a single impurity. As it flows, it gradually emerges and finally forms a translucent stream. Wherever it passes, even a feather cannot float and even a flying bird cannot fly over...

Water benefits all things without competing with them, and no one can compete with it.

In the purest water in the world, even the two most famous demon lords in this world, and their tens of millions of divine thoughts that parasitize on billions of sentient beings in heaven and earth, were unable to resist and were drowned and perished!

"How dare you!!!!"

Both the Forgotten Demon Lord and the Psychic Bride felt the real danger of death at this moment. The latter struggled frantically and even wanted to communicate with the curse of the ancient Seven Emotions Spirit Clan.

The former Forgotten Demon Lord took out a pair of scissors without hesitation at this moment.

The style of this pair of scissors is very old, and there are mottled rust stains on it, as if it has been baptized by the years. What is even weirder is that the handle is wrapped with thin black threads, which seem to It seems to be alive, constantly floating around, and finally disappears in the air.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to undergo strange changes. One after another, illusory figures like those in the medium appeared around it... They were the billions of creatures that were parasitized by "He".

At this moment, a streak of colorful light appeared on every living being, and a huge amount of memetic information was transferring from reality to dreams. The reflection of the Milky Way's weak water also invaded, as if to sink His thoughts, clones, and even His original body.

The Forgotten Demon Lord's expression turned extremely ugly.

Each of these media is a channel for Him to descend into reality. If they are cut off, He will be completely exiled back to the depths of dreams. Unless the Great Array of Covering Heaven and Earth is completely lost, there will be no possibility for Him to return forever!
But the next moment, He acted without hesitation.

After all, even if you fail, it is better than dying on the spot!

In just a short moment, in the world, whether it was the mountain and river cultivators or the demon king and the devil, any memory of the Forgotten Demon Lord began to disappear rapidly at this moment, as if a figure jumped out of the memory.

The medium of reality is disconnected at an unprecedented speed, names that have nothing to do with them are erased from the memories of living beings, and even the traces left between heaven and earth are disappearing...

Everything seemed to be happening again as it had never happened before.

"fine……"

He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the Infinite Sea Emperor was so powerful that he could force him to this point.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as he doesn’t die, He will eventually, eventually…

Wait a minute, what is my name?
At this moment, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Because He suddenly realized a problem, that is, as the incarnation of oblivion, would He... be forgotten?

Although He can forget the past of others, can forget and tamper with reality, can make countless geniuses and years completely disappear in the glorious history, although He is the embodiment of forgetfulness...but He himself still has memories.

He has a coherent memory of the past, his opponents remember his name, the heaven and earth retain his memory...all traces of the past are proof of an existence coming into the world.

But when all of this is erased, is He still Him?

At this moment, a light laugh sounded in the darkness:
“Even if we are to descend upon the East China Sea, we must allow the millions of creatures in the East China Sea to remember my name. Otherwise, I will be forever lost in the dream world and will never be able to find my way back to the real world.”

"You think you are the incarnation of oblivion, but you don't know that it is the memories of billions of lives in the world that gave birth to your existence."

"And when everyone has forgotten you, then do you think that the incarnation of forgetfulness... will be forgotten?"

"Do not……"

A hoarse roar came from the darkness. He wanted to express something, but he had lost his emotions. He wanted to ask for help, but he had forgotten the name.

In order to avoid the Weak Water of the Tianhe River, he took the initiative to forget his memories, the world, and even himself. This caused even the demons to forget his existence at this moment.

At this moment, above Penglai Island in the East China Sea, two figures appeared in the eyes of the Infinite Sea Emperor.

One is the bride whose thousands of divine thoughts are submerged in the weak water of the Tianhe River.

One is a very light and faint outline hidden in the darkness.

The former struggled frantically, trying to communicate with the emotions of all sentient beings in the world and transcend them, but this purest and softest water wrapped her up silently, like a child returning to the arms of her mother, and she fell asleep gently and silently.

And the latter, under that shadow and that face, had a neck, a body, and a complete human form, hunched over and moving forward with a heavy load.

Even his body had completely disappeared, but judging from his outline, it looked like his hair was disheveled and he was having difficulty walking.

Both beings were in a desperate situation close to death, but no matter which one they were, they were still moving forward.

"If you can't kill me, I will reappear in the world and we will have another fight to the death!"

Two voices rang in the ears of the Infinite Sea Emperor at the same time, and their figures grew larger and larger in his eyes, as if they were about to walk out of those eyes.

Just as he was about to walk out, Wuliang Haihuang gently closed his eyes:
"Have a safe journey, fellow Taoists."

"Do not!!!!!!"

The darkness enveloped everything, and only a faint roar of unwillingness could be heard.

And the next moment, the figure of the Infinite Sea Emperor completely dissipated, and everything including his body, soul, and origin were completely integrated into the weak water of the Tianhe River.

Only a trace of essence merged with the origin of the Milky Way and suddenly disappeared into the void. In just a flash, it appeared in a person's hand.

"A spirit being perished together with two top demon lords. They have helped to this extent. If the spirits of the East Sea Immortal Alliance are still unable to stop the Dragon King, then there is no need for them to exist..."

Lin Chen's expression changed, and then he looked down at the scene in front of him.

This is the cathode of Wolong Customs, the Yinjiao Sea.

It is also the headquarters of the Dead River Sect, one of the nine major immortal sects.

(End of this chapter)