I'm Too Strong To Be Immortal Chapter 837

Id consciousness: ego, other self, superego, divine self.

This whole body is blue, like a majestic brick body with crystal clear glass, the power of inexplicable concepts lingers on it, the strange power that is intertwined and condensed, and the test is "God Self".

"One certificate, permanent certificate, all certificates!"

"The extended will power of the superego can best reflect the strength of the realm of id consciousness, from igniting the fire of will, to the true will that turns reality into reality, the supernatural realm, from nothing, until the final eternal immortality."

"The strength of the will is not the single strength of the 'superego', but the unity and sublimation of the id consciousness as a whole. The rest of the ego, the self, the other self, and the 'superego' are interdependent, and they are both prosperous and promoted side by side. Because they are too abstract and conceptual, they are not suitable as a measure of strength or weakness."

"Therefore, the eternal immortality of the nine realms does not mean that the will is immortal, but the consciousness is immortal!"

Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts were agitated, he could clearly perceive an invisible force, through the powerful eddy current barrier on the surface of the body, it directly aroused the thinking nebula, making the center cross-legged silent God, the figure is somewhat vague Lake up.

This is a method that is completely aimed at God and self, and external forces are difficult to intervene. Even if Bai Donglin can do it, such as turning into an observer state, or using a powerful vortex power, but reason tells him not to do this, he should give up defense and fully accept it , This is a test, but also an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Bai Donglin's heart moved, and his thoughts fell into the depths of his conscious mind.

In this abstract space, which is void of nothingness and reality, and has no concept of size, there is a group of extremely bright and splendid nebulae, which are eternal and slowly rotating.

After continuous improvement and sublimation, his thinking has been advanced to "mimetic concept, infinite superposition of thinking quantum nebula", in which every bright thinking particle has been opened up into an illusory boundless space-time, which is for "fantasy" The Great Thousand Realms", countless virtual personalities, like normal creatures, live in it.

Their sparks of wisdom, their spiritual insights, understanding, emotions and desires, everything, all turned into a little radiance in the endless thoughts of God and I.

At this moment, under the inspiration of strange power, the nebula formed by the infinite thinking particles shrinks into a ball of light, "imprisoning" the self in it.

Those fantasy worlds have all collapsed, and all virtual personalities have turned into complex and meaningless thinking information, and, under the inspiration of strange power, these thinking information like a mess, began to grow endlessly. , multiply.

In just an instant, the total amount of information has expanded hundreds of millions of times, becoming a terrifying deformed information monster.

hold head high! hoo hoo hoo! whee! hoo hoo hoo-

A splendid tentacle stretched out from the thinking information group, and its surface was covered with countless faces, laughing and cursing, roaring and filial piety, crying frantically... All the beauty and pain in the world seemed to be condensed here.

The tentacles twisted and wriggled, and the lasing of Meng extended, inserted into the eyebrows of God, and the complicated and infinite thinking information flowed in frantically.

"Humph!

God I frowned, there was a ferocious flash in the silver-white eyes, and the Tong Kong immediately turned into a constantly changing colorful color, faintly, you could see endless figures dancing in the depths of the Tong Kong.

"I, God I, was born at the bottom of the subconscious, the **** of reason and selfless thoughts, who controls thinking and rules thinking!"

"End! Ninth Alaya Consciousness!"

boom-

God's eyes are indifferent, his hands are pinching the nameless magic formula, and an extremely dazzling pure white light wheel rises from the back of his head, irradiating all thinking time and space, his eyes slowly closed, as if two heavenly gates crashed down, and those figures of the group of demons were slammed down. , all imprisoned in the lowest level of consciousness darkness.

"Xiaoyuan, do you feel unwell?"

Bai Donglin just glanced at the depths of his mind, and then left everything to God and I. He has this confidence, and this test can't help him.

Here, it is just the first layer of the altar. As it increases, the conceptual power carried by the bricks will be integrated and intertwined, and the power will be even more terrifying.

If he can't even settle this level easily, then he can pack up and go home, what else do he want to climb to the top and take away the secret treasure of the master of the source point.

"Father, what's the matter? I'm fine!"

Xiao Baiyuan blinked and looked around in a daze. He didn't know why his father suddenly became serious. He just felt that the invisible "glass wall" around him was shining and a little dazzling.

"Oh, it's fine."

Reaching out and patted the little guy's head, Bai Donglin's eyes showed a sure color. He could withstand the test of consciousness that the steps on the altar were aimed at, but Xiao Baiyuan was only a newborn. Although he had detachment, his consciousness was still immature. very.

If you are tortured by those terrifying tests, crying is a trivial matter, and you are afraid of leaving a psychological shadow.

Things are as expected, Xiao Baiyuan is suspected to be the cub of the master of the source point, and his own arrangement will naturally not hurt himself.

"My son, have you seen the vortex above the altar?"

Bai Donglin stretched out his hand to caress, and blessed Xiao Baiyuan's eyes with supernatural power, so that his eyes could cross layers of divine light and the obstacles of boundless distance.

"Well! The boy saw it!"

"Very well, let's go, go there and wait as a father, we will meet at the peak."

Bai Donglin had a smile in his eyes, and the words meant something. He decided to go to the altar alone. There must be many twists and turns on the way, and it was inconvenient to bring Xiao Baiyuan.

At least, those **** and cruel pictures are not suitable for some children.

"Ah? Well, then okay..."

Xiao Baiyuan's expression was slightly stunned. He lost his mother when he was born, and he never left his father for a moment. At this time, he had to set foot on the road alone. His young mind was a little anxious, and more attached.

However, this was the first request his father made to him, and he couldn't and didn't want to violate it.

Slowly loosening the robe in his small hands, he nodded firmly in his eyes to cheer himself up, and then his figure flashed, breaking through time and space, and quickly escaping to the top of the altar.

Bai Donglin watched Xiao Baiyuan go away, without the slightest worry in his heart, but don't underestimate this little guy, with the protection of the Purple Emperor, and all the power inherited from the Purple Emperor deep within the body, in this tomb world, except for him, No existence can bully him.

"Next, it's time to enjoy this sublimation and transformation of consciousness!"

"Hehe, at least you can't lose a piece of filial piety from my son Bai Yuan, right?"

Bai Donglin's expression was leisurely, and he looked around, and the towering brick bodies with different conceptual meanings were all in sight.

These tests of consciousness are not a single type, but include various aspects of consciousness, different object characteristics, and there are all kinds of strange and almost endless means.

Looking back at the source of the concept carried by the statue is also the best way to help the living beings to understand the concept, and understanding the power of the concept is the second necessary condition for achieving transcendence in addition to the self-consciousness.

It is conceivable that in order to help him step into detachment as soon as possible, the master of the source point has spent a lot of thought and arranged the above benefits.

Bai Donglin stayed in place for a moment, a faint silver light flashed between his eyebrows. In the thinking time and space without the concept of time, God and I have settled everything and reconstructed a more powerful and tenacious thinking nebula. "A solid step has been taken, and the progress is really not small, far exceeding his step-by-step silent cultivation.

You must know that the very useful weapon at the beginning, the Tree of Final Fantasy, became useless after he broke through to the eighth realm, and the essence of the fruit of seven emotions and six desires was not enough to benefit the consciousness of the eighth realm.

That's it, the Tree of Final Fantasy is also a rare treasure in the world that can directly enhance consciousness.

Without such a powerful supplement as the Fruit of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, the improvement of consciousness naturally began to slow down, and I could only rely on my own little accumulation, which can be said to be difficult.

But here, it's just a brick on the first floor of the altar. After the monster of thinking information catalyzed by its test was deconstructed and swallowed up by the gods and self, the consciousness suddenly made a leap forward, which was worth the hundreds of majors. Yan Ji's ascetic practice is over.

"It's just the beginning."

"When I meet Xiaoyuan at the peak, my consciousness will prove immortal!

Bai Donglin's eyes are bright, full of extremely strong confidence and belief. The unparalleled strong confidence comes from his sky-defying consciousness transformed by the seven-color divine light.

It's just one word, durable!

No matter what kind of test you are, just let it go, the big deal is that your consciousness will be washed away and you will die once.

Is he still afraid of dying?

Bai Donglin pressed down his thoughts, his eyes moved up and down, and at the moment when God I devoured the monster of thinking information, the invisible pressure that fell on his body disappeared quietly, and the altar released the blockade and suppression of him.

That is to say, he can now choose to climb the second step and continue to accept the test of the next stage, or...

Around the field for a week!

The corner of Bai Donglin's mouth rose slightly, he chose the latter without hesitation, turned around, stepped 10 million light-years, and appeared on a huge dark brick next to him.

I have to say that his thinking is a little weird. If he was someone else, he would like to cross the stairs immediately, climb to the top of the altar, and obtain the secret of the master of the source point.

The main reason is greed, the initial thirst for energy, and this has developed his character of plucking.

The test of consciousness is naturally the more the better. The stronger the consciousness, the better. He is not satisfied with the basic conditions for achieving detachment.

If he wants to do it, he will be the best, the most peak, and he will accumulate infinite heritage. It is impossible to say that when he steps into detachment, the intensity of consciousness will already be the best among detached people. It is entirely possible.

"Super me?"

Bai Donglin's eyes flickered slightly, and this dark brick body released a terrifying pressure, pressing his will into the body, and finally condensing it into a bright spot of light.

boom-

The invisible flame, which appeared out of thin air around the light spot, was blazing brightly. This was the conceptual fire, which had surpassed the definition of plasma as flame.

It is well known that flames, and therefore temperatures, are caused by violent motions between particles.

The temperature has a lower limit. The so-called absolute zero means that the particle has entered the absolute stagnation state in the theory. This cold can freeze space and time.

The temperature has no upper limit. This definition is based on the premise that the speed has no upper limit. In this vast endless sky, there is no upper limit to the speed of light.

The concept of fire completely overturns the above definition. It does not have so many twists and turns. It does not define it by law, but it defines the concept of temperature.

'I am light, fire, infinite heat! '

Bai Donglin raised his brows slightly, his will was burned and forged, which brought him infinite pain. The will and consciousness were connected by the same root, which was much more painful than the outer garment of consciousness—the soul.

This is the pain that cannot be shielded at all. It has been transformed from the concept of nothingness into something tangible. The pain that can be seen and touched, how painful is it?

"Hey, strong enough, it's kind of interesting."

Bai Donglin nodded lightly, admitting that the pain was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and then continued to step into the next brick body.

At this time, his will has not yet finished the test of burning and forging, and he cannot walk up from this brick, but there is no obstacle to walking to the side.

This also means that there will be two terrifying tests, which will be imposed on the body at the same time, not as simple as one plus one, and the difficulty will skyrocket exponentially.

"Self illusion? Not enough."

This is the power of illusion formed by concepts, trying to confuse and distort his self, but unfortunately, it is far from it.

This is even worse than the "real illusion" that Bha Lun Shadi blessed him with with a single glance.

In addition, he was blessed by misfortune at the time, and in order to break the situation, he realized the profound meaning of self that only transcendental people can grasp - the difference between existence and non-existence.

Therefore, the test of this brick body seems a little weak, and it is easily broken by him. He keeps walking, keeps striding forward, the pace is getting faster and faster, and the afterimage can hardly be seen. At the same time, there are more and more tests of consciousness. , all blessings in the body.

For a time, his consciousness fell into many disasters, almost dead, but it was reborn again and again, and each time it broke through the difficulties, it would become more splendid, hot and powerful.

I don't know how long it took, and when Bai Donglin was about to go around the field for half a week, those who sacrificed their lives, crossed the boundless distance, finally arrived late.

"Hahaha!

"Huhu, finally, finally here!"

"The final altar carries the spin of concepts and the mystery of transcendence, all in it!"

"Huh!? Look, someone got there first!"

Hey, they almost exhausted the source of information, dragged their dead bodies, and finally arrived under the altar, but they were still a step too late.

On the other side, why should they be faster?

That's right, there are quite a few people who have climbed up first. Looking up, on the steps of the majestic altar, there are many figures standing sporadically, the highest is the nineteenth, and the lowest is also on the eighth.

There was a young man with a handsome face and silver hair, with an indifferent expression, his eyes closed and his knees crossed.

There was a pink figure with a bald body and no facial features. At this moment, the limbs twisted into a terrible arc, as if they were enduring monstrous pain.

"Brother Bai, where have you been?"

The source of information stood on the tenth floor. In the depths of the dark child hole, four colors of light flashed faintly. The consciousness was greatly benefited, and the damage to the consciousness caused by the terrifying catastrophe was weakened by 90%. above.

He sensed the noise under the altar and looked intently, but he didn't see Brother Bai's figure, and he couldn't help but be full of doubts in his heart.

The altar is too majestic and boundless, and Bai Donglin has superimposed many trials and distorted and messy concepts, completely obscuring his figure, so that no one can see him when he passes by.

"hateful!

"How can we just give up? The altar is high, everything is just the beginning, and a temporary lead means nothing. Only when we reach the end, we will be the winner!"

"That's good, let's go too."

All the other shores quickly adjusted their mentality. With a single thought, the source of information was surging, breaking the old and welcoming the new. The exhaustion and trauma caused by the journey were all swept away.

Even in the existence of eleven realms, you can use the power of time to maintain your peak state at all times, without fear of ordinary consumption and injuries. What's more, it is the more powerful Supreme Beyond. With a few means, it is not easy to refresh the state.

"Walk-"

Boom!

There are tens of thousands of people on the other side, each stepping on a giant brick, even if it is some special ethnic group, with a huge body, but in the contrast of the majestic altar, they are all incomparably small, like a group of ants, leaping on the pass. The ladder to the end of the universe.

"Humph!

"Ahhh!"

As soon as he stepped on the altar, the other side's expression changed greatly, and his face showed panic. Those who were in a worse state, their eyes turned into pitch-black vortexes, as if they had lost their minds and changed their natures.

"Kill! Kill! You all have to die!

The other side with dark eyes directly sacrificed the most powerful killer, without asking the reason, he slammed and killed the other side on the giant brick. There was no hatred or resentment between the two. com doesn't even know it at all.

"Damn! Are you crazy!?"

He was attacked inexplicably, and at the same time was suffering from the pain of consciousness. For a time, he felt a strong crisis.

He is indeed crazy. He failed to resist the test of "self" and fell into confusion. If he could not wake up, his consciousness would sink forever and he would become a monster who only knew how to kill.

This situation is being staged everywhere. Those who are not detached from the other side, obviously underestimate the horror of the altar, this ghost place is not something they can set foot in.

It was messy and chaotic, and the other shores above just shook their heads slightly when they saw this, and then they ignored it and solved the test of consciousness with peace of mind, in order to improve to the next level.

"Huh?! What's the noise?"

Bai Donglin, who closed his eyes and circled, unknowingly, has circled the field for a week and returned to the starting point.

All the superimposed tests were removed, and the conceptual fog that enveloped the whole body also quietly dissipated.

Hearing the noise around him, he slowly opened his eyes, it was dark and deep, if someone with weak consciousness looked at him, in a panic, his id consciousness would be swallowed up.

"Kill! Kill!

"go to hell-"

The other side, who was covered in golden scales and looked mad, held a scarlet long sword and stabbed at the sudden appearance of Bai Donglin, the sword pointed directly between the eyebrows.

"Oh, poor fellow, why do you want to set foot on the altar left by my son?"

"Now you've tasted the pain!"

Bai Donglin had a good heart and could not see others being tortured by this, so he waved his hand, photographed him off the altar, and blasted him into the depths of the earth.

With such a tyrannical blow, I don't know whether the other party is dead or alive.

Looking up, he saw many figures standing on the stairs above. Bai Donglin's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Transcendence..."

Chapter end

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