I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Monument, a huge stone monument!

It was square and pale in color, with residual marks all over it, and even a corner was missing in the upper right corner.

Incomparably ancient, extremely vast, waves of strange fluctuations overflowed from the monument, forcing the sight of all the true spirits to go over.

"Zhan Wen!?"

Bai Donglin was shocked. He didn't expect that at the end of this reincarnation, on a strange stone tablet, he would see the words of the Zhan clan.

The towering pale stele, among the many remnants, is inscribed with a few vague words. The seemingly ordinary fonts are lingering with incomprehensible and indescribable terrifying fluctuations, subtly and roughly instilling a concept into it. In every true spirit.

Bai Donglin remained silent, deeply imprinting this picture into his memory, and struggled to interpret the meaning of the words.

These war writings are greatly different from the written knowledge he obtained from the inheritance of war monuments. They are more complex and profound and difficult to understand.

The quantum cloud of thinking shines fiercely, and the incomplete strokes have been combined and deduced countless times...

"...forever banned..., shielded..."

"...Heng...leave,...don't respond..."

"...black disaster,...annihilation..."

Boom!

As the last remaining font was understood, it seemed that a certain established mechanism was triggered, and specious pictures flashed past and entered Bai Donglin's mind.

In the unknown land of nothingness, there are two whirlpools, one white and one black. Where black and white intersect, there is deathly gray.

The inexplicable scene made Bai Donglin feel a little doubt in his heart, and his eyes suddenly pulled in infinitely, and he fell into the gray and dead place.

"This is……"

Bai Donglin's will was sluggish, and the endless black and white light spots were colliding and extinguishing. Every time a light spot melted, there was a terrifying roar.

"All heavens and all realms! Every point of light is a part of all heavens and all realms! Innumerable, endless..."

"Every moment, countless heavens and realms are being destroyed... Such a terrifying battlefield, what kind of place is this?!"

"Black disaster? These dark heavens and realms are black disasters?"

Wow!

The strange sound of water sounded again, and the stagnant true spirit continued to be pushed, passing over the pale stone tablets, and poured into a large silver-white hole one after another. This was the exit of reincarnation, and the next step was reincarnation.

The sound of water flowing woke Bai Donglin from his shock. He seized the last moment and tried his best to look back.

"Huh? This is..."

Not far from the pale stone monument, Bai Donglin saw a section of darkness, which seemed to be left by the cut-off body of the monument?

There used to be a stone tablet in this place?

Before he had time to think about it, Bai Donglin sensed that the true spirit he was attached to had submerged into the silver-white hole, and the scene fell into darkness again. When his vision returned, a faint heartbeat sounded in Bai Donglin's ears.

He has been reincarnated and is now in the mother's body, which is Lan Ling's current life.

The information recorded later was of no value. Bai Donglin thought and broke away from the strange perspective.

Feeling that the long years have passed, the outside world has only passed by for a moment.

Bai Donglin lowered his eyes, feeling the light spots that had turned into nothingness in the depths of his mind, and his thoughts were a little agitated.

He seemed to have seen a lot of secrets this time, but also seemed to have seen nothing. At least for Mu He, no trace of the other party was found, but he just experienced reincarnation.

Not knowing the true face of the mother river, just because he is in this river, the true spirit's "sight" is narrower than he expected. In other words, the mother river is too vast and it is difficult to see its full picture.

Although his fundamental goal was not achieved, Bai Donglin was not too disappointed. After all, it was just his first trial, and his methods were too immature at the time. It was already very good to be able to achieve this level.

At least, he saw something even more incredible. The black and white images were deeply imprinted in his memory and could not be removed.

"Is the Black Disaster what Mu He is afraid of? Ling Mu He will use all means to hide it from the entire world..."

"Am I actually a 'deserter' in this dilapidated world where I live? A poor man who fled from that terrible battlefield and hid in a dark corner, shivering, and not daring to speak out?"

Bai Donglin frowned slightly, shook his head, and shook this speculation out of his mind. I'm afraid things are not that simple.

Judging from the pictures in my memory, all the heavens and worlds are being wiped out all the time. So, what value does the world hidden by the mother river have to be worthy of being targeted by the "Black Disaster"?

Moreover, what kind of existence is the white side that is in a stalemate with the "black disaster"? What is their relationship with this world? Simply speaking, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and the white side should be an ally...

Why doesn't Mother River seek their help?

Bai Donglin shook his head secretly. There was still too little information and he could not deduce the actual information. Even these things he learned may not be true. After all, they all came from Mu He. Who knows if it was a trick deliberately used by Mu He to scare people?

Bai Donglin only retained 50% of his trust in this information. No matter how shocking the information was, it could not shake his will and Taoism.

Even if the "black disaster" outside the world is real, he will still choose to break through the wall. He cannot stay in this broken world with no way forward forever. Sooner or later, he will go and take a look at the outside world. .

He will kill anyone who blocks him, and the same goes for Muhe, regardless of whether he has good intentions or not.

After gathering his emotions, Bai Donglin raised his hand to hold the light ball formed by the characters. This is the memory imprinted from the Phoenix Crown, which may record the method of becoming a wall breaker.

With more people and greater strength, it would definitely not be enough for him, Xi Lifeng, and Wandering Emperor to be the three wall breakers. The mass production of wall breakers had already been put on his agenda.

"Zu Long and the others failed, but they also attracted the unknown arrival of Mu He, which shows that they still found some ways, otherwise they would not have touched Mu He's nerves. This thing is of great reference value..."

The thoughts poured out and submerged into the ball of light. Endless mysterious characters suddenly came into mind. The information was messy and disorderly. This was a very basic method of confidentiality, but the effect was also very stable and efficient. There was no specific method. It's hard to decipher this "gibberish".

The more profound the inheritance, the more delicate and ingenious it is. The slightest mistake can lead to thousands of miles of error, and there is no mistake in even a single word.

Bai Donglin's eyes were calm, and his heart did not waver at all regarding this difficulty, and he poured all the characters into his mind at once.

The quantum cloud of thinking has been superimposed tens of billions of times, and the calculation ability has reached the sky. In an instant, a piece of inherited information composed of countless characters neatly arranged was read and digested.

"Hmm, it's interesting. Zu Long and Gu Feng can create this method, which does not disgrace their reputations."

"However, there are still big flaws. Even if the transformation is carried out in the cherubim space, the success rate is less than one in ten thousand. Failure means complete death..."

“There is still a lot of room for improvement!”

Bai Donglin raised his eyebrows slightly. He had already used it as a reference. How to make improvements would have to wait until he accepted the new inheritance in the war monument.

After all, Zulong's method was also derived from one of the Eight Parts. It is limited to personal cognition, and there will be some deviations in understanding. In his opinion, if the success rate does not increase to more than 50%, it is not considered a success. .

"Unfortunately, although the success rate of Xili Feng's transformation method is high, it is too difficult to implement. Reincarnation for ninety-nine lives requires extremely high individual talent and talent, and is not suitable for mass production."

Bai Donglin shook his head helplessly, glanced at the "Soul-Born Light Ball" floating in the corner, and then exited the cherubim space.

The empty Blood Hell Temple is still filled with loneliness. Except for the Buddha Lotus suspended on the throne, there is no other aura fluctuation.

"Um?"

Buzz!

The crystal skull bracelet on his wrist trembled slightly, blue light flashed, and calls came one after another.

"Isn't it time to deliver the original particles yet?"

Bai Donglin muttered to himself, and with a slight movement of thought, he responded to the call of the abyss monarchs and descended to the deepest part of the Styx.

"Master, you are finally here!"

Abyss Lord Flynn, who had already been obedient to Bai Donglin, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the projection of Bai Donglin's thoughts.

"What happened?"

Bai Donglin frowned slightly, and there were waves of Sanskrit sounds in his ears, and the Buddha's light flowed and gathered into blossoming Buddha lotuses. Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt a little weird.

This is a huge blue light-shielded space that he arranged to pay special attention to Moro. The seven abyss monarchs have also shrunk their demonic bodies and are living in the same room.

"Ahem, master, it's this tough bald donkey, he, he seems to be breaking through the ten realms!!"

"What!?"

Bai Donglin looked stunned, looking at the seven abyss monarchs with different looks in front of him in disbelief, and couldn't help but complain:

"Are you kidding me? I asked you to help me conquer Moro and make him willing to do things for me, not to help him achieve the ten realms!"

"Explain, explain, what's going on?"

Bai Donglin's expression darkened. Moro is very special. His value lies in the body of reincarnation and the spirit of insomnia. Because of the existence of these two combinations, the usual rough subjugation methods cannot be used, otherwise it will destroy insomnia. Spirit, that's why he went to such great lengths.

"Well, this bald donkey is really, really scary!"

Flynn had a look on his face, and it was really difficult for an abyss monarch like him to say the words.

"In the past ten thousand or twenty thousand years, apart from allocating a little energy to create original particles, all our energy has been spent on torturing this bald donkey."

"However, we have exhausted all criminal methods in the history of the Endless Abyss, and we still haven't made him succumb. This guy's will... is indeed very terrifying!"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly. He had to admit that Moro was an amazing talent, but he didn't expect that the other party had such a side.

"Not long ago, this bald donkey suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, muttering something..."

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Ksitigarbha, Bodhisattva and Mahasattva will go to hell. Hell is dense and dense, and the devil and Buddha will stay there forever."

"Then he became like this. We can feel that the original particles are condensing in his body. This is indeed a sign of entering the tenth realm."

hell? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Bai Donglin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but admire this guy Moro. He regarded the Styx as hell, and under endless torture, he actually achieved enlightenment and was promoted to the status of Buddha.

"Interesting, Moro..."

"You are qualified to cooperate with me."

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