How Bai Fan cultivated, how he participated in the assessment as Chu Tianming, how he joined the Nine Xuan Holy Land, and how he found a way to go deep into the core of the Nine Xuan and explore Bai Xuan's whereabouts, Lin Xi could not care so much about these things.

He has full trust in these clones of his own.

After all... That's himself.

Lin Xi was now in the invincible road, but he didn't do anything.

He's thinking... Although his thinking, perhaps in the eyes of some beings, is still ridiculous.

However, in prison, he still has a heart for self-improvement.

This is the true path of cultivation and strength.

If a mortal is fragile and impotent to a practitioner, he will not think, he will not progress, he will not resist. Ordinary cultivators seem shallow and powerless to those who have become immortals, so they don't fight for it or compete.

Isn't this world dull and boring?

Isn't it true that all these beings will never change?

The strong are always strong, and the weak are always weak?

Lin Xi always believed that there must be something in the dark, balancing everything.

Lin Xi will never give up thinking, giving up progress, and competing.

That's not smart.

On the contrary, it is the greatest stupidity.

No matter what kind of creature you are, you must know how to fight back with no measure of your strength.

Sit in the starry sky of the universe.

Feel the rhythm of the cosmic breath around you.

Lin Xi tried to slow down his thoughts as much as possible.

Let your mind be immersed in a long time, with years, ten years, or even a hundred years as a breath, and thousands of years as a thousand years, to summarize a thought or even a short word or sentence.

For mortals, life is short.

So everything has to be done quickly.

Only when it is fast can we do things that take longer to do in a shorter time than others.

And on another level.

Not only is speed not an advantage, it can also be a disadvantage.

If you are moderately slow, you will see more different scenery.

Perhaps those things that were originally determined to be the most rational have changed their original appearance from an extremely slow perspective.

From rational thinking, to irrational thinking.

It was as if he was asleep.

By the time Lin Xi woke up, his soul had been traveling in the long river of time for hundreds of thousands of years.

After hundreds of thousands of years of travel, he came up with a few short answers.

"First, Wang Bulu does have the Chaos Demon God body in mind, but the Wang Family Saint is not. ”

"Second, all the actions of the Taihao Immortal Emperor may not be unknown to those saints, but they are intentionally fulfilled. From the perspective of the saints, Taihao Immortal Emperor's vain attempt to subvert is not necessarily a sin. ”

"Third, his previous life must have come from the Source World... However, he may not be the real Lin Xi in essence. He may just be a Heavenly Demon Worm that has been endowed with special memories. Or... He was supposed to be a relatively powerful Heavenly Demon, but he was forced to fight back to become a Heavenly Demon Worm. ”

"Fourth, the pit in his brain that can connect with many clones, the half-born golden finger, which can connect to the source world itself, he just hasn't found a way to use it. ”

These answers seem to be available with a little thought.

But in fact, it is not the same concept at all to think of a few directions and determine a few directions to determine the correctness of the answer.

Lin Xi changed his way of thinking.

Use the time to think over a long period of time.

This confirms the correctness of these points.

"Does the sage of the Wang family want to use me to find the source world?"

"Probably not!"

"Then he set up such a bureau, which originally had a dual purpose. ”

"The first purpose is to use me to fulfill the king. If Wang Bulu took the body of my Chaos Demon God, and obtained the shadow of the last saint, and then had the huge luck of the transformation of the calamity, such an achievement, even if he was far from being able to become a saint, a half-saint cultivation would still be able to fight for one or two. ”

Judging from this important purpose alone, the saint of the Wang family does not seem to be a simple achievement of Wang Bulu. There is also a bit of seedling growth, and the meaning of leaving for orphans. Is this necessary? The saints will not die for hundreds of millions of eons, even if the multiverse is destroyed, and the saints can still survive to the next era, which belongs to the true immortality. ”

"So... This brings me to the second purpose. ”

"The saint of the Wang family, he is for himself!"

"Immortal and immortal... That is indeed the ultimate goal that all practitioners are pursuing. But what if that goal has been achieved? Another restriction?"

Just as a mortal watching the destruction of a star produces an extremely strong sadness, to lament that even if it seems to be as eternal as a star, there will be a day when it will go to extinction. But for the stars, destruction is a new beginning, and they will become a more mysterious existence in this universe, beyond the original constraints, more free, or more powerful... ”

"I cultivated to become a Chaos Demon God, and I found the Source World... This may be in line with some of the presuppositions of the Taihao Immortal Emperor. And the end result of this preset may be devastating to the saints. ”

"The saint of the Wang family, you want to borrow my hand to get rid of the imprisonment and build the future?"

In the following series of inferences, Lin Xi could no longer guarantee the correctness of this.

This is indeed his brain.

Time is a law that accommodates extreme change.

Besides, nothing lasts forever in the change of time.

If there's something, the unexpected is eternal... Then time will gradually abandon it, making it more and more old, old, and useless.

Therefore, Lin Xi thought of the sage.

I thought about whether the saint would become obsolete behind time because of its fixed eternity.

"It's like a multiple-choice question given to me by the sage of the royal family, or a test. ”

"If I pass the test, I will become the knife he needs. If I can't pass the test, I am the food he feeds to his children... ”

"No matter what the end of me is, in his calculations, he only paid the price of a drop of blood!"

"It's just a drop of blood... ！”

Lin Xi's thinking suddenly broke off here.

It seemed that something interfered with his mind and broke his inspiration.

This made Lin Xi feel cold all over his body.

A person's cognition in this life comes from everything he comes into contact with.

Suppose that an ordinary child has been kept in a pigsty, then perhaps this child is only slightly smarter than an ordinary pig.

And what about him?

As a 'big man' who has already cultivated into a Chaos Demon God, how can Lin Xi guarantee... Aren't you kept in a pigsty?

His thoughts, his emotions, all his emotions, his pursuits.

Isn't it a pigsty that has been fenced a long time ago?

Even... This kind of questioning, this kind of resistance, is also just an appropriate adjustment?

Lin Xi hurriedly cut off his dangerous thoughts.

In any case, self-improvement... to keep going.

Even if there are only two options, he has to choose the one that is good for him first.