There's something wrong with me

Chapter 254 Inviting You to the Immortal Realm!
'Actually, through the matter of the Heavenly Dao being inherently chaotic, and some of his usual words and actions, I should have understood it much earlier…'

Ever since they discovered that the thief was acting strangely.

For the next month or so.

Zhang Fengdu observed the great thief, trying to understand his thoughts and his everyday actions.

Although he has lost his memories, his subconscious actions and words still bear the imprint of his former 'soul'.

Zhang Feng is looking at this 'instinctive memory' now.

And through these observations.

There are also times when a master thief's movements are in line with nature, the kind that seem ordinary but, upon closer examination, possess a certain spiritual charm.

This confirmed one thing.

That means this person was definitely at least a Nascent Soul cultivator in ancient times, or even further back!

Come to think of it, he was able to pinpoint the 'chaos of the heavens' with a single sentence and activate the causal equation for himself.

This proves that the former notorious thief was also a 'Taoist practitioner'.

Only those who have entered the path can find the answer so incisively.

Even though he has lost all his memories, his instinctive understanding of the Dao still exists.

Before being reincarnated, this person must have almost grasped the equation of cause and effect.

Moreover, the Five Elements Rule Body may even have originated from him.

And if he truly grasps the cause and effect, perhaps with his innate comprehension and talent, he will go even further to unravel the mystery of the womb.

But what is the meaning of the patterns on the mural?
A little person and a box, seemingly unrelated.

It might not even be something left behind by the thief's 'past life'.

But if we have to categorize the great thief as belonging to this group...

This seemingly stable box can be likened to a complete world, or the complete Dao of Heaven.

This great thief is naturally a villain, who wants to steal the secrets of heaven.

Or perhaps, the shape of the prince's jade and the box are quite similar.

Then, if the thief gets the jade and goes to the cave and sees the portrait again, he will awaken some memories.
Zhang Feng felt it was a bit abstract.

Because there was nothing special about that painting.

But the human soul is also wondrous, especially the soul of a spirit.

Zhang Feng is currently unable to fully analyze it.

So, maybe it's just a case of 'being moved by the scenery'?
Furthermore, what is even more outrageous and coincidental is that...

He now possessed jade, and a notorious thief was right beside him.

This can be tested at any time.

It felt like a cycle of reincarnation in the underworld, as if I had been tricked by the Great Yama.

But it's more about the arrangement of words.

If they could have planned that far ahead, they wouldn't have died.

Because they have already seen the future, it means that their level of understanding has reached an exceptionally absurd degree.

To put it another way, using the concept of a time paradox, as long as one can "see" the future, it means that one has already arrived in the future.

If we don't come to the future, how can we see this?
That's at best a scientific speculation, not something we can say we've actually seen.

But if we're talking about scientific speculation, that's even more terrifying.

If you calculate it, you can consider all the variables over thousands or tens of thousands of years.

In Zhang Feng's opinion, it would be better to see it directly.

At least those you see directly, as long as your own system isn't strong enough, you might be able to deal with them.

With our current level of understanding and energy, can we also compare our strengths and weaknesses?
Even though it's death anyway, at least I can see 'him'.

However, if you're calculating an infinite number of variables, that's no longer a matter of 'rule-based computing power'.

Simply put, it means 'die upon seeing them'.

Life forms at that level have already infinitely borrowed the computational power of the Heavenly Dao.

He even had the Heavenly Dao calculate and arrange for him for ten thousand years.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that he is an embodiment of the Tao.

At most, they will die of old age or be killed.

After Zhang Feng integrated all the calculations, his current speculation about the great thief leans more towards the normalization of gods and the Void Realm within this world.

Or perhaps at a higher level, it is the Mahayana path after penetrating the void, where one begins to touch the sentient beings of the world and tries to calculate cause and effect.

This world only begins to understand cause and effect after Mahayana Buddhism.

However, it's also possible that the great thief's past life was as a Nascent Soul cultivator or a Void Realm expert, and that he made contact with the thief beforehand.

This is because the Tao has no set order; you can practice it in stages. As long as you understand it, you'll get it.

It was as if he had achieved the perfect foundation in one step. To outsiders, it seemed as if he had suddenly realized something and had ridiculously jumped to a higher realm.

They are more like mortals in mythology, some of whom become immortals in a single thought without cause or effect, simply through enlightenment.

This kind of comprehension of the Heavenly Dao realm talismans and rules is truly unrelated to realm level.

It is a kind of enlightenment in Taoist thought, and then in a world with the rules of the Heavenly Way, it is given corresponding rule talismans.

Zhang Feng has more than a month to observe the problem of the great thief.

Now I fully understand these profound and mysterious ideas.

However, this mindset did not improve Zhang Feng's strength in the slightest.

It's just that the level of understanding has reached a higher level, that is, the comprehension and one's own thinking and calculation ability are higher, so some useless and huge calculation formulas can be eliminated.

To give an example, it's like a problem about making a fruit platter.

There are four options below: (A. Apple, B. Wrench, C. Railgun, D. King Snake)
A few minutes ago, Zhang Feng might have thought that railguns and King Snake Brother were also a type of fruit.

Then they just kept building it up.

If you can't spell out the fruit, then it's your own problem.

But now it can immediately identify the wrong answer and then only calculate option A, which matches the fruit.

That's how it came to be.

Zhang Feng glanced at the thief in the car behind him, then at himself, and felt that this world truly was a world of growth, filled with knowledge everywhere.

However, on the other hand...

Such a vast amount of knowledge, such a treasure trove.

This also proves that the world that follows will be absolutely outrageous.

It's like being in the underworld, without learning technologies like biological modification and causality, and without learning them in the real world.

So let alone having no foundation, one certainly wouldn't be able to grasp the formula of cause and effect.

Just considering this old-age start, if you don't choose the right sequence, you'll die five times in a row.

Keep in mind that this is still a safe and peaceful world for growing up.

The difficulty of the adventure is increasing exponentially without you even realizing it.

Let's take the causal rules in this world, which do not require combat power, as an example.

It's clearly meant to be a support unit at the start of the game.

Zhang Feng felt that if he couldn't figure it out, couldn't get the initial boost, and couldn't combine the methods to predict the future, the next world might be dangerous.

There's also a high chance that they'll use the number of resurrections to allow for error correction.

Zhang Feng has now begun to work backwards from the logic within the text.

If you want to study something, deducing its logic is the first step in studying it.

Zhang Feng also had a vague feeling that writing also existed in the form of computational power, which was a kind of rule-based symbol.

As long as the quantum computing power in reality, or one's own thinking and rule-based computing power, can reach a certain level.

It should be able to achieve some kind of signal contact of the same magnitude and frequency, instead of being completely in the dark as it is now.

But it was precisely when I thought of computing power that I realized what I was thinking about.

Zhang Feng felt that he should now be able to 'weave' a vast and realistic dream.

This was before the 'calculus world' was established in reality.

Let's create a data sample first.

The research topics are related to causality, fortune, neurology, and biotechnology.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng turned his gaze toward Lingcheng, a journey that would take another half a month.

The subject of the experiment was a sage ruler.

Since we're going to do this anyway, we might as well take the opportunity to work on the research project as well.

Then let's wait until tonight, until the Holy Emperor falls asleep.

I'll give him a dream that's both absurd and realistic.

A world brimming with computing power.

……

night.

Thousands of miles away.

Inside the Lingcheng Imperial Palace.

Unlike Zhang Feng and his group, who traveled slowly like merchants, returning to the capital at a leisurely pace.

Nowadays, the pace of life in the imperial city is very fast.

Whether they were eunuchs, palace maids, or guards.

As they moved back and forth in the palace, they walked quickly with small, quick steps, as if someone were urging them on from behind.

Of course, this was also at night.

According to the laws of this dynasty, apart from the palace guards and those who were busy, all other people in the palace corridors were required to return to their respective residences before eight o'clock.

It is now 7:30 pm.

Not wanting to be impolite to wander around the palace, they naturally hurried back to their lodgings.

at the same time.

The True Dragon Palace.

Now that he has reached the Golden Core stage and is over three hundred years old, the old emperor is reviewing memorials alone in the main hall.

However, with the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy, it could be sensed that there were twenty Golden Core cultivators and three Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the area around the hall.

At this moment, anyone who dares to attempt a solo assassination will not return alive.

And under the guarantee of absolute safety.

The emperor was calmly reviewing the memorials.

Even when the empress wanted to send some food, her father, a Nascent Soul cultivator guarding the area, stopped her.

She could only timidly bow towards the True Dragon Hall, and then, at her father's instruction, a Golden Core expert escorted her into the hall.

When the emperor saw the food being served, he ate calmly while carefully making revisions.

It has lived for over three hundred years.

It has made him lose a lot of his humanity.

However, when a 'secret memorial' was received, it was sent in advance by the Crown Prince.

He frowned slightly, which was unusual for him, seemingly indicating his dislike for the prince who dealt with 'jianghu cultivators' every day.

Furthermore, the shrewd and experienced emperor, well-versed in the art of ruling, knew that the crown prince was simply trying to win people over to his side.

But now, he still has at least a hundred years left to live, he's still young! He's not dead yet!
The Crown Prince's actions, which seemed somewhat hasty, were not very pleasing.

While it's not wrong to bring people in advance, and it's normal to mend feathers, it's an inevitable path for emperors and crown princes.

However, the reasoning was correct, but the emperor was still not pleased.

Just like in the real world, when the elderly are still alive, their children and grandchildren start asking lawyers whether the inheritance of their estate is the same as the right to inherit a house deed.

How can this make you happy?

Despite his dislike, only the Crown Prince, with his intelligence and exceptional talent, is highly regarded by many important officials and a certain master in the palace.

Moreover, this person is the Empress's father, and the Crown Prince is also his own grandson, the Empress's grandson. Given this complex blood relationship, and the Crown Prince's actions, it truly represents a direct clash between reason and logic.

Although emperors lacked a lot of human touch, they were not immune to emotional conflicts.

Fortunately, after reading the letter, he breathed a sigh of relief. The Crown Prince had only managed to win over two experts, and more importantly, he had not interfered with the Xuan Yun Sect's recruitment of disciples.

This was also a point of concern for the emperor.

It's best not to offend the big shots in the martial arts world.

Otherwise, if we really fight them, although we might be able to win, other dynasties will form alliances with these powerful clans and take advantage of the situation.

'Master Lin and Master Li of the Baiyang Sect…'

Now, the emperor is also recalling news of the two people mentioned in the letters.

He vaguely remembered that both of them were Golden Core cultivators.

The emperor's intelligence work was quite good.

Furthermore, for cultivators at the Golden Core stage, anyone who knows about it...

The emperors all made a point of memorizing it.

However, Zhang Feng was not mentioned in the letter.

The emperor was unaware that the crown prince was with Zhang Feng; he only knew that the crown prince had left a note at the end, saying that he would return to court in twelve days.

Furthermore, apart from Steward Zhao and the Crown Prince, no one else knew that Zhang Feng had already become a Yang God.

For most people today, Zhang Feng's memory is still that of the real person from ten years ago.

'Even I, the grandson of the emperor, have not found any trace of that true person…'

The emperor also knew of Zhang Feng and had sent people to look for him.

There was no trace of it.

Including the Crown Prince's trip this time.

The emperor also harbored mixed feelings and hopes, hoping that the crown prince could find this person and win him over for the court.

The complicated situation is that if the crown prince truly wins over a real person, and given that his great-grandfather might help him, he might disregard his son-in-law.

That means it's a real-person, two-on-two match.

The crown prince is capable of challenging me.

Fortunately, it hasn't been found yet.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief with mixed feelings, and then, seeing that it was getting late, he took off his clothes and lay down on the dragon bed made of thousand-year-old wood.

This wood has the effects of prolonging life and gathering spiritual energy for cultivation.

It is a treasure of the Ling Dynasty, and also the only one of its kind.

It was coveted by princes, grandsons, and great-grandsons.

now.

The emperor lay on this bed and fell into a good sleep.

He has not slept for eight days and seven nights.

Although the Golden Elixir is sufficient to combat this fatigue, the spirit still needs to be restored.

……

unconsciously.

The emperor is asleep.

Or perhaps, in a hazy dream, he felt as if he had just woken up.

But when he opened his eyes, the scene before him was no longer his True Dragon Palace, and the place beneath him was no longer the Thousand-Year Dragon Bed.

It was a very strange bed.

The surrounding area also formed a small room, with some strange pieces of paper pasted on the white walls.

The emperor couldn't understand it at all.

But if a modern person were here, they would immediately recognize that this is a three-part apartment building with a 'superconductivity, virtuality, and dome' design.

Where am I?

The emperor looked around.

But just as he was thinking, the surrounding walls emitted an electronic sound to his surprise.

"Welcome to the Entropy-Free Civilization, visitors from another world."

'Supreme?' The emperor was so astonished by these wonders that he didn't hear clearly, only vaguely hearing the word 'supreme.'

At the same time, before he could react and carefully understand the meaning of this supreme power...

Huhu—

The wall in front of them suddenly opened, revealing a magical era scene within the Land of the Extraordinary.

The sky is filled with countless streamlined magical artifacts speeding by, as well as numerous floating peculiar palaces.

Even in his wide-eyed field of vision, some magical artifacts flying through the air were moving at extremely high speeds.

Even he, a Golden Core cultivator, could not detect the slightest trace of it.

'Well...well, what a supreme being...' The emperor knew why this world was 'supreme' just by seeing one scene.

Because what he could see was a sky full of advanced magical treasures that he couldn't even describe!

In front of some tall palaces, countless 'giant figures' preached as if giving a sermon, explaining words he couldn't understand.

In reality, this is a three-dimensional advertisement, but the advertising copy inside isn't very good.

Zhang Feng then told them to keep quiet and not to do the calculations.

Even so, the usually domineering emperor became unusually reserved, and didn't even dare to move around in the room.

He just watched quietly and carefully, really like a little child who had done something wrong.

After all, who could have imagined waking up to find themselves in the legendary 'Supreme Immortal Realm'!

at the same time.

The emperor was in a state of nervous unease.

With a whoosh, some visible runes flashed in the air, as if they were transmitting some kind of energy and spiritual power.

And in the distant sky.

Amidst the shock that nearly made the emperor kneel, a colossal city, tens of thousands of feet tall, appeared from afar.

'It's the legendary Heavenly Court... the Heavenly Court...'

When the emperor saw the interstellar warship arrive and saw the countless indescribable Daoist auras on its surface, he could no longer hold back and immediately knelt down in worship!

And this time.

Without any warning, the warship suddenly struck him with a talisman and guided him toward the Heavenly Court.

The emperor dared not resist in the slightest, and even felt immense excitement and tension.

'Will I...will I see the Heavenly Emperor...?'

Everything in the dream came too fast, and even the emperor's thoughts began to jump around.

This combination of the bizarre and the real made him absolutely convinced that he was in the immortal realm!

This includes during the journey when the warship is escorting the vessel.

His eyes were slightly red, filled with resentment at his own unworthiness to be guided to the 'Supreme Immortal Realm'!

Especially regarding everything in the 'secular world,' such as the supreme ruler, martial arts practitioners, and the people living in peace and prosperity.

He had put all that behind him; all he wanted now was to ascend to the Heavenly Court and witness the face of the Heavenly Emperor, the 'incarnation of Heaven and Earth'.

He felt that after three hundred years of cultivation, this one meeting was enough to make his life complete and fulfilling.

And also when he stepped onto the warship.

He also heard what he had been hoping for.

Those were several strangely dressed 'immortals' excitedly recounting their story.

It's as if they're about to 'ascend' to the outer world and meet the 'immortals'.

Immortals within the celestial realm.

In the emperor's mind, that was naturally the Heavenly Emperor!

Then, in the next second, before he could even think, he experienced the fastest scene change of his life.

This heavenly palace is truly like an ancient artifact from folk mythology, rising thousands of miles in a short time.

The next moment, when the emperor looked down, he saw that the world did not appear to be flat, but rather a sphere.

But he really didn't know that before.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection stage cannot break through the Tribulation Thunderclouds above the Nine Heavens and escape this world.

However, the warship broke through the thunderclouds in the stratosphere before the emperor could even react.

Furthermore, within the Emperor's world, cultivators who have reached the Nascent Soul stage, upon emerging from the thunderclouds and setting foot in the universe, also realize the insignificance of the world and subsequently retreat into seclusion to cultivate.

Therefore, in the minds of emperors and others, the world was still considered to be flat and round.

But the current emperor saw it in this dream.

Especially when the warship is traveling in outer space.

The emperor was captivated by the boundless vastness and the numerous stars resembling celestial realms, wondering how the Heavenly Emperor could govern these 'Three Thousand Great Worlds'.

Moreover, within these worlds, in the projection of the Heavenly Court, there exist numerous 'Divine Mountains of Daoist Charm'.

But to modern people, it looks like a quantum building covered with runes.

And he watched in astonishment, overwhelmed by what he saw.

The Heavenly Court broke through nine layers of lightning tribulation and landed on a lifeless world.

Right now, on the moon.

The construction of runic mountains is underway.

A figure stood high in the sky, surrounded by countless Daoist auras.

Besides the sacred mountain, countless strange buildings have sprung up one after another.

After the emperor descended from the Heavenly Court, he suddenly realized that the figure with its back to him was none other than Heaven and Earth!
"Meet the Emperor of Heaven!"

The emperor trembled, almost prostrating himself in piety.

Zhang Feng turned around and looked at him.

The emperor also saw Zhang Feng's face, a face that seemed to be the embodiment of heaven and earth.

He was a short, unremarkable old man with a hunched back.

But against the backdrop of the pitch-black universe and countless sacred mountains.

The old man seemed to encompass all the stars in the universe, and was the center of the entire universe.

It was as if the entire universe, including the three thousand worlds within it, revolved according to his will.

……

call……

Inside the palace.

The emperor also awoke at that moment.

Even with his Golden Core strength, he was still startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

The terrifying celestial phenomena and the rotation of the three thousand worlds were beyond his comprehension.

"Holy Lord!"

At this moment, people outside the hall, hearing the emperor's unusually rapid breathing, also came over.

"nothing……"

The emperor, however, remained engrossed in the terrifying celestial phenomena and casually dismissed the guards who came to investigate.

After a while.

The emperor snapped out of his reverie about the celestial phenomena, touched the thousand-year-old tree beneath him, and looked around at his familiar surroundings.

'Fortunately... it was... it was a dream...'

Only then did he truly realize that it was a dream, but a dream that was both real and absurd.

However, he could not shake off the image of that incarnation of the Heavenly Dao; it remained vivid in his mind.

(End of this chapter)