Chapter 838 Infinite Ladder
Self-consciousness: ego, other-ego, superego, divine self.
This towering brick, which is dark blue all over and as crystal clear as colored glass, is surrounded by the power of inexplicable concepts, interweaving and condensing into a strange power, which tests the "divine self".
"Once proved, forever proved, all proved!"
"The extended willpower of the superego can best reflect the strength of the self's consciousness, from igniting the fire of will to turning the virtual into the real will, the super-god realm, creating something out of nothing, until the ultimate eternal immortality."
"The strength of the will is not determined by the strength of the 'superego' alone, but by the unified sublimation of the ego's consciousness as a whole. The rest of the ego, the divine self, and the other self are interdependent with the 'superego', and they prosper together and are promoted in parallel. It's just that they are too abstract and conceptual, so they are not suitable as a standard for measuring strength."
"Therefore, the eternal immortality of the Nine Realms does not simply refer to the immortality of will, but the eternal immortality of consciousness!"
Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts agitated. He could clearly sense that there was an invisible force that directly stirred the thought nebula through the powerful vortex barrier on the surface of his body, causing the figure of the divine self who was sitting cross-legged and silent in the center to become a little blurred.
This is a method that is completely aimed at the divine self, and it is difficult for external forces to interfere. Even if Bai Donglin can do it, such as turning into an observer or using powerful vortex force, reason tells him not to do so. He should give up defense and accept it with all his strength. This is a test and also an opportunity.
Thinking of this, Bai Donglin's heart moved, and he focused his thoughts deep into his consciousness.
In this abstract space where there is neither emptiness nor reality, and no concept of size, there is an extremely bright and brilliant nebula, which is eternal and slowly rotating.
After continuous improvement and sublimation, his thinking has advanced to the "mimetic concept·infinitely superimposed thinking quantum nebula", in which each shining thinking particle has been opened up into an illusory boundless space and time, which is the "Fantasy Universe", and countless virtual personalities, like normal creatures, live in it.
Their sparks of wisdom, their spiritual insights, understanding, emotions, everything, all turn into a ray of brilliance in the endless thoughts and ideas of the divine self.
At this moment, under the guidance of a strange force, the nebula formed by infinite thought particles suddenly shrank into a ball of light, "imprisoning" the divine self inside.
All the imaginary worlds collapsed, and all the virtual personalities turned into complicated and meaningless thought information. Moreover, under the guidance of strange power, these thought information, like a tangled ball of hemp, began to proliferate and multiply endlessly.
In just a moment, the total amount of information expanded billions of times, turning it into a terrifying, deformed information monster.
Ang! Roar, roar, roar! Hee hee! Roar, roar, roar—
A brilliant tentacle stretched out from the group of thought information, and its surface was covered with countless faces, laughing and cursing, roaring and screaming, crying madly... All the beauty and pain in the world seemed to be condensed here.
The tentacles twisted and squirmed, suddenly extending and piercing into the center of my brows. Complex and infinite streams of thought information poured in frantically.
"snort!!"
Shenwo frowned, a hint of ferocity flashed in his silver-white eyes, and his pupils immediately turned into constantly changing colorful colors. Faintly, one could see endless human figures dancing wildly in the depths of his pupils.
"I, the divine self, was born at the bottom of the subconscious, the god of reason and selflessness, in charge of thoughts and controlling them!"
"The end! Ninth: Alaya-vijnana!"
boom--
The divine self looked indifferent, and made nameless hand gestures. An incomparably dazzling pure white halo rose slowly from behind his head, irradiating all thoughts and time and space. His eyes slowly closed, as if two doors in the sky had suddenly fallen down, imprisoning all those demonic figures in the lowest level of darkness of consciousness.
…
"Xiao Yuan, do you feel unwell?"
Bai Donglin just glanced deep into his mind and left everything to the divine self. He was confident that this test would not be difficult for him.
This is only the first level of the altar. As you go upwards, the conceptual power carried by the bricks will merge and intertwine together, becoming even more bizarre and terrifying in power.
If he can't even easily deal with this level, then he can pack up and go home. What's the point of thinking about climbing to the top and taking away the secret treasure of the Lord of the Source?
"Father, what's wrong? I'm fine!"
Xiao Baiyuan blinked and looked around blankly, not knowing why his father suddenly became serious. He just felt that the "glass wall" around him, which seemed to have no end, was shining with divine light and was a little dazzling.
"Haha, I'm glad you're okay."
Reaching out and patting the little guy's head, Bai Donglin's eyes showed a look of assurance. He could withstand the test of consciousness on the altar's steps, but little Bai Yuan was just a newborn. Although he had the potential to transcend, his consciousness was still very immature.
If one is tortured by those horrible tests, crying and making a fuss is a small matter, but I am afraid it will leave a psychological trauma.
Things turned out just as expected. Xiao Baiyuan was suspected to be the young body of the Lord of the Source Point. His own arrangements would naturally not harm himself.
"My son, do you see the vortex above the altar?"
Bai Donglin reached out and stroked gently, bestowing magical power on Xiao Baiyuan's eyes, allowing his gaze to transcend layers of divine light and obstacles of endless distance.
"Yes! The child saw it!"
"Very good, go ahead, wait for your father there, we will meet at the top."
Bai Donglin had a smile in his eyes and his words were meaningful. He decided to go up to the altar alone. There would definitely be many twists and turns along the way, and it would not be convenient to bring Xiao Baiyuan with him.
At least, those bloody and cruel scenes are not suitable for children.
"Ah? Well, then okay..."
Xiao Baiyuan looked a little stunned. He lost his mother at birth and had never been away from his father for a moment. But now he had to embark on the journey alone. His young heart was a little scared and uneasy, but more of it was reluctance to leave.
However, this was the first request his father made to him, and he couldn't and didn't want to disobey.
He slowly loosened the robe in his little hands, nodded with a firm look in his eyes to cheer himself up, and then his figure flashed, breaking through time and space, and quickly fled to the top of the altar.
Bai Donglin watched Xiao Baiyuan go away without any worry in his heart. Don't underestimate this little guy. He has the protection of Purple Emperor and all the power inherited from Purple Emperor deep in his body. In this tomb world, no one can bully him except him.
"Next, it's time to enjoy this sublimation and transformation of consciousness!"
"Haha, at least I can't let down my son Bai Yuan's filial piety, right?"
Bai Donglin looked relaxed as he looked around, taking in every towering brick structure that exuded different conceptual meanings.
These tests and refinements of consciousness are not of a single kind, but include all aspects of consciousness, depending on the characteristics of the objects, and there are a myriad of strange and almost endless means.
Looking back at the source of concepts carried by the statue, it is also the best way to assist living beings in understanding concepts. Comprehending the power of concepts is the second necessary condition for achieving transcendence besides ego consciousness.
It is conceivable that in order to help him achieve transcendence as quickly as possible, the Lord of the Source Point put a lot of thought into arranging all the above benefits.
Bai Donglin stayed where he was for a moment, a silver light flashed faintly between his brows. In the thinking space and time without the concept of time, the divine self has already settled everything and reconstructed a more powerful and tenacious thinking nebula. The "mimetic concept" has taken a solid step towards the "concept". The progress is indeed not small, far exceeding his step-by-step silent practice.
You know, the weapon that used to be quite useful, the Tree of Ultimate Illusion, lost its effect after he broke through to the eighth level of creating something out of nothing. The essence of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Fruit was not enough to benefit the eighth level of consciousness.
That’s right. The Tree of Final Illusion is a rare treasure in the world that can directly enhance consciousness. In the eyes of ordinary creatures, it is an unattainable supreme treasure that is within reach.
Without something as nourishing as the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Fruit, the improvement of consciousness naturally began to slow down, and one could only rely on one's own accumulation bit by bit, which was extremely difficult.
But here, he was just a brick that had just stepped onto the first level of the altar. The monster of thought information catalyzed by the test was deconstructed and swallowed by the divine self, and his consciousness suddenly made a leap forward, which was equivalent to hundreds of Dayanji's hard practice.
“It’s just the beginning.”
"When I meet Xiao Yuan at the peak, my consciousness will be proven to be eternal and indestructible!!"
Bai Donglin's eyes were bright, filled with extremely strong confidence and belief. The incomparable strong confidence came from his heaven-defying consciousness that had been transformed by the seven-colored divine light.
In one word, tough! No matter what kind of test it is, just take it all. The worst that can happen is that your consciousness will be scattered and you will die.
Is he afraid of death?
Bai Donglin suppressed his thoughts and moved his eyes up and down. At the moment when his divine self devoured the thought information monster, the invisible pressure that descended on his body surface quietly disappeared, and the altar released its blockade and suppression on him.
In other words, he could now choose to climb the second step and continue to accept the next stage of the test, or...
Go around the field! Bai Donglin's mouth curled up slightly, and he chose the latter without hesitation. He turned around, stepped out 10 million light years, and appeared on a huge black brick next to him.
I have to say that his thinking is a bit weird. If it were someone else, they would want to immediately cross the stairs, reach the top of the altar, and obtain the secret treasure of the Lord of the Source.
It was mainly greed and his initial thirst for energy that led to his greedy character.
Naturally, the more tests of consciousness the better, and the stronger the consciousness the better. He is not satisfied with achieving the basic conditions for transcendence. There are differences in strength among transcendents, and the same is true for consciousness.
If you are going to do something, do it to the best of your ability and reach the top, accumulating infinite foundation. Who knows, when he steps into transcendence, the intensity of his consciousness will already be among the best among the transcendents. This is entirely possible.
"Superego?"
Bai Donglin's eyes flashed slightly. The dark brick emitted a terrifying pressure, pressing his will into his body, and finally condensed into a bright spot of light.
boom--
Invisible flames appeared out of thin air around the light spots and burned fiercely. This was the conceptual fire, which had surpassed the definition of plasma such as flame.
As we all know, flames, as well as temperature, are nothing but violent movements of particles.
Temperature has a lower limit. The so-called absolute zero means that particles enter a state of absolute stagnation in theory. This cold can freeze space and time.
There is no upper limit to temperature. This definition is based on the premise that there is no upper limit to speed. In this vast and endless universe, there is no such thing as an 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 is not defined by rules, but it defines the concept of temperature.
'I am light, fire, and infinite heat!'
Bai Donglin raised his brows slightly. His will was burned and forged, bringing him extreme pain. Will and consciousness are connected to the same root, which is much more painful than the damage suffered by the outer shell of consciousness - the soul.
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This is a pain that cannot be blocked at all. It has transformed from an empty concept into a tangible thing that can be touched. How painful is it that can be seen and felt?
"Hey, that's exciting and interesting."
Bai Donglin nodded slightly, admitting that this pain was the only one he had ever experienced in his life, and then continued to step forward and entered the next brick.
At this time, his will had not yet completed the test of burning and forging, so he could not move up from this brick, but there was no obstacle to moving to the side.
This also means that there will be two terrifying tests at the same time. It is not as simple as one plus one, and the difficulty increases exponentially.
"Self-illusion? That's not enough."
This was the power of an illusion formed by concepts, attempting to confuse and distort his self, but unfortunately, it was far from enough.
This is even inferior to the "real illusion" that Varunshasadi blessed him with a glance.
In addition, he turned a disaster into a blessing at that time. In order to break the impasse, he realized the mystery of self that only transcendent people can grasp - between existence and non-existence.
Therefore, the test from this brick seemed a little weak and was easily broken by him. He continued to stride forward without stopping, his steps getting faster and faster, and there was almost no afterimage. At the same time, there were more and more tests of consciousness, all of which were imposed on his body.
For a moment, the consciousness fell into numerous disasters and was almost extinct, but it was reborn again and again. Every time it broke through the difficulties, it would become more brilliant, hot and powerful.
…
An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Bai Donglin was about to circle half of the field, those who had risked their lives to save the other side finally arrived after crossing an endless distance.
"Hahaha!!"
“Huhu, finally, we’re here!”
"The final altar carries the vortex of concepts, and the mystery of transcendence is all within it!"
"Huh!? Look, someone got there first!"
Hey, they almost exhausted the source of information, and dragged their exhausted bodies to finally reach the altar, but unexpectedly they were still a step late.
They were both on the other side, so why should they be faster? That’s right, there were quite a few people who got there first. Looking up, there were quite a few people standing on the steps of the majestic altar. The highest one was on the 19th step, and the lowest one had climbed to the 8th step.
There was a handsome young man with silver hair, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and an indifferent expression.
There was a pink figure with a bald body and no facial features. Its limbs were twisted into terrible arcs, as if it was enduring tremendous pain.
"Brother Bai, where have you been?"
The source of information stood on the tenth step. Deep in his dark pupils, four colors of light flashed faintly. His consciousness benefited greatly, and the damage caused by those horrific disasters to his consciousness was weakened by more than 99%.
He sensed the noise under the altar and looked carefully, but did not see Brother Bai. He was filled with doubts.
The altar was too majestic and vast, and Bai Donglin was also facing many trials. His distorted and chaotic concepts completely obscured his figure, so that no one could see him when they passed by him.
"hateful!!"
"How can we give up? The altar is high and far away, and everything has just begun. A temporary lead means nothing. Only those who make it to the end are the winners!"
"That's a good point, let's do it too."
The people on the other side quickly adjusted their mindsets. With a thought, the source of information began to surge, breaking away from the old and welcoming the new. The fatigue and trauma brought by the journey were all swept away.
Even the eleventh realm can use the power of time to keep themselves in peak condition at all times, regardless of ordinary consumption and injuries. Not to mention the more powerful Supreme Other Shore, with a few tricks, refreshing the state is not a piece of cake.
"Walk--"
Rumble! A huge mass of people, tens of thousands of beings from the other shore, each stepped on a giant brick. Even some special tribes were huge in size, but in contrast to the towering altar, they all looked insignificant, like a group of ants leaping onto a ladder leading to the end of the universe.
"snort!!"
“Ahhhh!”
As soon as they stepped onto the altar, in just a moment, the expressions of those on the other side changed drastically, and their faces showed fear. Those in worse condition had their eyes turned directly into dark whirlpools, as if they had lost their minds and changed their nature.
"Kill! Kill! You all must die!"
With his eyes pitch black, Bi'an directly used his most powerful killer weapon. Without asking the reason, he attacked Bi'an who was on the huge brick beside him. There was no hatred or grudge between the two of them, and they didn't even know each other.
"Asshole! Are you crazy!?"
Being attacked for no apparent reason and at the same time suffering from the painful torture in his consciousness, he felt a strong sense of crisis for a moment.
He was indeed crazy. He could not withstand the test of "self" and fell into confusion. If he could not wake up, his consciousness would be forever sunk and he would become a monster who only knew how to kill.
This scene was happening everywhere. Those people on the other side who did not have the support of the transcendents behind them obviously underestimated the horror of the altar. This damn place was not something they could set foot in.
It was a mess and chaos. The people on the other side above just shook their heads slightly when they saw it, and then ignored it, focusing on solving the test of consciousness in order to reach the next level.
"Huh?! What are you arguing about?"
Bai Donglin walked around in circles with his eyes closed, and before he knew it, he had circled the field and returned to the starting point.
All the accumulated tests were overcome, and the conceptual fog that enveloped the entire body also quietly dissipated.
Hearing the noise around him, he slowly opened his eyes. They were dark and deep. If a person with a weak consciousness looked into his eyes, his ego consciousness would be swallowed up in panic.
“Kill! Kill!!”
"Go to hell—"
A man covered in golden scales and with a mad look on his face, Bi'an, holding a scarlet sword in his hand, stabbed Bai Donglin who suddenly appeared fiercely, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his forehead.
"Oh, poor fellow, why do you overestimate your own abilities and step onto the altar left by my son?"
"Now you're getting the taste of the bitter fruit!"
Bai Donglin was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see others suffer such torture, so he waved his hand, knocked him off the altar, and blasted him into the depths of the earth.
With such a brutal blow, it was unclear whether the opponent was dead or alive.
Looking up, he saw many figures standing on the stairs above. Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes and showed a meaningful smile.
"The Transcendent..."
(End of this chapter)