Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 217 Quark Lockdown
"Crash-!"

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water poured down from the horizon, initially like the whispers of distant mountain streams, gradually transforming into the roar of ten thousand galloping horses.

"Mountain! You have finally succeeded!"

Whispers and roars formed a sentence, a sound unlike anything of this world, sometimes lingering, sometimes surging, sometimes like thunder rolling across the heavens, making one's eardrums tremble.

The sky, which was originally shrouded in golden light, was now transformed into surging waves, stirred by some invisible force, creating shimmering ripples that gradually turned into surging tides.

Upon hearing this, An Ling's expression changed. She suddenly looked up, her gaze sharp as lightning, piercing the sky.

"boom--!"

In an instant, the laws of heaven and earth seemed to be forcibly reversed. The originally surging tidal force suddenly stopped, and a profound and boundless power permeated from the space, like the earth awakening, like the mountains roaring.

The dark yellow light spread across the sky like splashed ink, and wherever it passed, the surging waves were forcibly suppressed and turned into solidified ripples.

"Get out of here, Yunhai!"

The booming whispers, accompanied by the crashing sound of the tide, came again: "Get out? Mountain? Have you gone mad again?"

"Don't forget the promise we made."

"Since he has chosen my power, it means he will dedicate himself to me."

"By the way, you can ask this kid if he'd like me to join in dividing up his feast!"

The power of the tides surged among the clouds, suppressing the dark yellow light. Layer upon layer of waves rolled across the sky, as if they were about to pour down and devour the earth.

"Yunhai! Get out!"

"Brother Fang is mine!"

"Get out of here, you robbers!"

A dark yellow light surged forth once more, its power as heavy as a mountain, carrying an ancient and steady aura, as if the will of thousands of valleys had coalesced at this moment.

The surging tides were gradually disintegrated; the clouds no longer resembled waves, but instead transformed into weathered rock layers, piling up one after another until they finally fell silent.

"Crash-!"

The sound of water resumed, but it was no longer the clear, crisp sound of the tide; instead, it was viscous and slow.

The clouds in the sky suddenly surged, but instead of the previous silvery white waves, they turned into a scarlet red, spreading across the sky like a festering wound.

The crimson was not still, but wriggled like a living thing, gradually gathering into a towering wave of blood that churned and pounded in the void.

Each surge brought with it a pungent, fishy stench, like thousands of rotting corpses being submerged in a rusty ocean.

"Yunhai! You can't do it!"

"You've already transformed into a celestial phenomenon, yet you still can't defeat a mountain!"

A low, rumbling voice rang out: "Enough with the nonsense, Hongce. This is the territory of the mountains! It is where her Great Dao lies. And there is the Nine Mountains Heaven-Suppressing Formation above it."

"You wouldn't have gotten any advantage either."

A thick, slow voice rang out: "That's not necessarily true. The mountains injured her on the territory of the stars."

"That's an extraordinary level."

Yunhai sneered: "So what? Does that mean she's closer to the Dao of Heaven?"

"Hongce, if you're not going to make a move, you can get out of here too."

"I don't want any more people attending this feast."

Hongce said helplessly, "You're just being stubborn, but I really won't leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pungent smell of blood hit us, so strong it was almost tangible.

Amidst the surging tide of blood, tender green vines sprouted from the scarlet water, winding and twining, their leaves unfurling, and blooming with alluring, blood-red flowers.

The moment the petals fell, they took root on the layers of rock, just like the sky being torn apart by weathered rock.

"Yunhai! Hongce!"

"You are really looking for death!"

"And that old devil Hongyun deserves to die too!"

"You're dead, so why do you have to crawl out of your grave and disgust me!"

An Ling's eyes flashed with a cold light, but softened the moment she turned to Fang Jun: "Brother Fang, you focus on your breakthrough, I'll fight off the invading enemy."

Fang Jun did not reply to An Ling. As the Qi entered his body, his thoughts seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw the deepest mysteries of the universe.

They simply had no time to care about anything else.

Anling didn't pay any attention.

She moved slightly, and then vanished silently like a gust of wind.

The moment it vanished was unlike the ordinary escape of a cultivator; rather, it resembled a thousand mountains losing their outlines in the twilight.

The mountain shadows were vast and imposing, yet ethereal and misty, blending seamlessly with the entire city of Anxi...

Do not!
It is integrated with the natural energy of the mountains and rivers of the entire Bianxia region.

In a daze, it was as if she had always belonged to this land, and now she was simply returning to her true self.

"boom--!"

The majestic mountain suddenly rose from the ground, like a sleeping giant abruptly awakening, and with immense force, crashed into the surging sea of ​​blood.

Ancient, dark yellow Dao patterns emerged on the surface of the mountain, each pattern shimmering with a heavy aura that suppressed heaven and earth.

The sea of ​​blood churned wildly, raising a crimson wave thousands of feet high, attempting to engulf the oncoming mountain peak.

Countless twisted and ferocious faces emerged from the waves, emitting shrill screams, while rotting blood corroded the mountain peaks, hissing and burning.

However, the mountain peaks were unstoppable.

The moment the mountain peak pierced the blood-red wave, a deafening roar erupted.

The dark yellow mountain peaks tore through the blood tide like sharp swords, and those hideous faces vanished into thin air the moment they touched the mountain's surface.

The entire sea of ​​blood was forcibly cleaved open with a huge rift, and the filthy blood spread to both sides, revealing the azure sky.

"Crash-!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar of waves echoed from the azure sky, as countless glistening streams of water gushed forth from the cracks.

The water flowed in the air, intertwining like silk ribbons hanging from the heavens, or like the entire Milky Way cascading down.

However, the mountain's imposing presence remains undiminished.

"boom--!"

The mountain collided violently with the Milky Way.

The moment they made contact, a blinding yellow light burst forth from the mountaintop, once again cleaving the surging waves in two.

"Yunhai! Hongce! You're nothing but a bunch of scoundrels! You're nothing but a laughingstock!"

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

The sea of ​​blood and the waves coalesced once more.

The crimson blood twisted and swirled like a living thing, intertwining with the azure raging tide to form a huge red and blue vortex that churned towards the towering mountain that suppressed them!

The mountain trembled violently, and the dark yellow light on its surface flickered. Rocks even began to fall from the mountainside, but the entire mountain remained unmoved, like the ancient backbone of heaven and earth.

The blood tide and raging waves coiled around the mountain like giant pythons, sometimes tightening and sometimes loosening.

Countless distorted faces emerged from the sea of ​​blood, emitting mournful howls, while the shadowy figures of deep-sea monsters swam within the waves, letting out deep roars.

The entire world seemed to be divided into three colors: scarlet, azure, and dark yellow, which eroded each other, yet none could completely overwhelm the other.

……

"What...what is this?"

Within a radius of a thousand miles from Anxi City, ordinary people looked up, their pupils trembling violently.

Their faces were illuminated by the blood-red light of the sky, the azure waves, and the dark yellow of the mountains, their pale complexions revealed by every flash of light.

Some people collapsed to their knees with their legs giving way, while others clung tightly to the sleeves of those beside them. The cries of children were muffled in their throats by their mothers' hands.

To them, the words of the Nascent Soul were more like the roar of nature, like mountains, like gales, like waves—they couldn't understand a word.

The cultivators were even more shocked.

"Nascent Soul?"

Among them were many knowledgeable people, but the existence before them was far beyond their comprehension.

"That mountain peak... could it be the ancestor of the Mountain Sect?"

A white-haired monk murmured, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"Those waves, that sea of ​​blood, belong to which immortal sect's ancestor?"

As cultivators, they could clearly sense the immense power above the heavens.

Every rock, every wave, every drop of blood contains an overwhelming force that cannot be resisted.

What Qi Refining, what Foundation Establishment, what Golden Core?

Before the power that enveloped the entire realm, they were all insignificant beings.

"A battle between Nascent Soul cultivators! A battle between Nascent Soul cultivators!"

A gray-robed cultivator in the Qi Refining stage trembled all over, but his eyes blazed with an almost manic, fanatical light.

He gripped his companion's sleeve tightly, his voice hoarse and almost cracking: "A Nascent Soul battle that only happens once every hundred or thousand years! My life... my life has finally not been in vain!"

"That's a Nascent Soul battle that even Foundation Establishment cultivators might never witness in their entire lives!"

His voice trembled, but his expression was almost that of a pilgrim, as if the scene before him was enough to make him die without regret.

"This is insane...it's absolutely insane..."

A Qi Refining cultivator murmured to himself, but his pupils were also contracting violently as he stared intently at the sky.

I want to record all of this and turn it into a painting.

It will be passed down as a family heirloom.

After all, this is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Dear ancestors of the immortal sects.

The supreme being in the cultivation world.

If one can glean even a sliver of the secret from their battles, one's entire cultivation journey will be immensely benefited.

……

It is located on the edge of Bianxia, ​​a place 100,000 li away from Anxi City.

A giant dragon, a thousand meters long, coiled in the sky, its body covered in shimmering golden scales. Each scale seemed to be cast from molten gold, reflecting a dazzling divine light under the sunlight.

Its body meanders like a mountain range, and with each breath it stirs up a hurricane. Clouds crumble under its claws, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth boils because of its presence.

There were two figures above its head.

One of the figures wore a light gray Taoist robe, its sleeves fluttering, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

It was none other than Master Longxiao, who had once appeared in Hexi City to deal with the disaster at Hongce Demon Palace.

He respectfully addressed a boy who looked no more than five or six years old beside him, saying, "Sect Master, aren't you going to make a move?"

The boy was wearing a grayish-blue shirt that was clearly a modified adult Taoist robe. The hem was embroidered with several crooked gold lines, the stitches so crude that they looked like the child's own handiwork.

However, his voice was as deep and resonant as an adult's: "I'm not going to take action; I'm just watching the show. I have no desire to get involved in their battle."

Master Longxiao said somewhat unwillingly, "But Sect Master, this is a newly born Great Dao!"

The boy said, "So what? The Great Dao, to put it bluntly, also has a suitability. If I give you my Great Dao, you can become a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Master Longxiao unconsciously swallowed.

If the sect leader is willing to pass on the Great Dao to me, I am not unwilling to accept it.

But when Master Longxiao saw the boy's ambiguous smile, he immediately stopped his disrespectful thoughts: "This subordinate does not have that talent. It is already a stroke of luck that I have achieved the Golden Core stage. I dare not even dream of the Nascent Soul stage."

“Long Xiao, Long Xiao, you’re such a coward,” the boy laughed. “Even if you told me your ambitions, I wouldn’t do anything to you.”

"Remember, what I give you is yours, and what I don't give you will never be yours."

"The difference between a Nascent Soul and a Golden Core is even greater than the difference between a Golden Core cultivator and a mortal."

"It is a gap that no life can overcome."

The Golden Elixir is a life form governed by laws.

Every action can be guided by the laws they possess, the power inherent in the universe and nature.

For example, the Law of Wind can draw upon the power of wind, and the Law of Light can draw upon the power of light.

However, the nascent soul is the universe and nature itself.

The laws transform into the Great Way.

Its power grows endlessly.

Wherever the Great Dao spreads, the power of the Nascent Soul spreads as well.

The nascent soul has no physical form.

Or rather, their physical form is the Dao itself.

And as the core realm of the Nascent Soul.

That is, the dozens of realms where the Immortal Sect is located.

It is actually the place where the Nascent Soul cultivator's Daoist practice is located.

It is the place where the power of the Nascent Soul Dao is strongest.

Master Longxiao could only force a smile and say, "This subordinate has no such intention."

Seeing this, the boy laughed and said, "Then after I take action and seize Fang Jun's Great Dao, will you still want it?"

Upon hearing this, Master Longxiao's face flushed red and then paled, but he ultimately persisted in his deepest desire: "Yes!"

The boy laughed again: "After all, it's the Great Dao, who wouldn't want it? It's the best thing in the world, second only to the power of immortals."

“If you had the talent, I would really like to pour my fortune into you and give birth to a new path.”

Having gone through what had happened before, Master Longxiao was now desperate: "Sect Master, is the Great Dao really that difficult to comprehend?"

The boy said quietly, "Of course it's difficult. You should know about destiny, right? As the power of all people, as long as there's a tiny possibility, as long as it's not zero, it can be achieved through destiny."

"But do you know how much fortune it takes to create a Great Dao?"

Master Longxiao said, "I don't know."

The boy glanced at Master Longxiao: "With your talent, it will take you 100,000 years."

Master Longxiao asked in disbelief, "One hundred thousand years?"

What is the concept of 100,000 years of fortune?
A region ruled by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The fortune generated in a year is called a year.

There is no difference between any Nascent Soul.

This is a restriction imposed by the Lord of Destiny.

And 100,000 years, while the history of the cultivation world is only 300,000 years.

Master Longxiao believed himself to be exceptionally talented.

After all, becoming a Golden Core cultivator is already a feat achieved by more than a hundred million people among all cultivators.

But he never imagined that he was so far from the Nascent Soul stage.

The boy continued, "So you should know how terrifying it is that you can achieve the Nascent Soul stage by consuming only 240 years of luck, right?"

"Mountains can unearth a talent."

"Even though he is from outside the region, he is still a rare and precious person."

"If you ask me, could we have more of these outsiders?"

"Running water never stagnates, and a frequently used door hinge never rusts."

"If things continue like this, the cultivation world will be doomed sooner or later."

Long Xiao Zhenren echoed the sect leader's words while looking at the strange phenomenon in the distant sky.

As the three Nascent Soul cultivators battled.

The golden light of enlightenment has been obscured.

As long as the three colors of light—yellow, blue, and scarlet—are intertwined in the sky.

……

What is a Nascent Soul?

Fang Jun pondered this question for a very long time, making many, many assumptions, but still could not grasp the full picture.

After An Ling instilled two hundred and forty years of fortune into him, countless inspirations and intuitions were generated in Fang Jun's mind.

Fang Jun finally understood the true meaning of the Nascent Soul.

The nascent soul is formed from the shattered elixir, which is called the primordial spirit.

But this pill is not a golden elixir.

Or rather, it is not a golden elixir in the ordinary sense.

It is quarks.

When the power of the Golden Elixir penetrates to below the atomic scale, it seeks to further enhance it.

Naturally, it involves deepening one's own power.

Delving into the more microscopic level.

This problem then leads to the realm of quarks.

According to some physics theories from the previous life.

Quarks are already fundamental particles.

Since elementary particles have a label, they cannot be further divided.

But do all scientists agree with this theory?

of course not!
Both presonant theory and string theory posit that quarks are divisible.

Or, to put it another way, all the elementary particles that have been discovered so far are considered to be divisible.

A very simple truth.

There are just too many elementary particles.

There are a total of 61 kinds.

This is completely contrary to the aesthetic of simplicity and beauty.

Moreover, the effective range of these elementary particles is far, far away from the Planck scale.

For example, the effective range of a quark is a hundred trillion times larger than the Planck scale.

Therefore, physicists believe that these elementary particles must be divisible, and that there must be some smaller matter that can make up these elementary particles.

The reason why it is currently impossible to separate them further is that human observation methods and experimental equipment are simply too limited.

But none of these problems exist in the world of cultivation.

Having achieved the Golden Elixir, Fang Jun was already able to "see" electrons with his own eyes.

That is something extremely difficult to describe.

That was something beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

To make it understandable to the average person, we need to use mathematical tools to describe it.

Otherwise, a simple three-dimensional model would be completely incapable of describing electrons.

Fang Jun, who can see electrons, can also see gluons and quarks.

The breakthrough of the Nascent Soul stage requires breaking through the quarks.

The former son was found.

Just like using fundamental particles such as electrons to construct laws.

The great road is constructed using the preceding elements.

Naturally, this breakthrough process was not so simple.

Just like the law diagram.

The Great Dao Diagram is also something hidden in the mist.

How can you conduct research if you don't even have the means to observe it?
Even if these are completed.

You will face an even greater challenge.

This challenge is not just about building awareness.

Most of the mysteries of consciousness have already been solved in the realm of the Golden Core.

The concepts of spiritual root, magical power, and divine consciousness have long been deciphered.

A spiritual root is something that can use the Higgs field, which arises from the complex emergence of consciousness.

Magical power and divine consciousness.

Nature is a tiny mechanical structure that extends from consciousness.

This structure is naturally capable of manipulating many things.

But why did spiritual roots come into being?

It's basically related to the environment of the cultivation world.

The Heavenly Dao in the cultivation world influences the birth of spiritual roots.

However, to Fang Jun's regret, magic power and divine sense are ultimately not omnipotent.

This is also a matter of course.

The theory of everything is the theory of everything.

That is, the unifying principle of the ultimate theory in the universe.

How can the magical power of a mere cultivator be called the myriad things?
However, even if it's not omnipotent.

Its magical power also unified the four fundamental forces and possessed many divine attributes.

Of course, theory is theory.

Technology is technology.

For a Golden Core cultivator, there are many things they can do, but that doesn't mean they can do everything well.

Ultimately, if we want to intervene in the world in a legitimate way, we still need to rely on technology.

This technology is the law.

More accurately, it's a tool that's already been developed.

Therefore, even if the Golden Core cultivator knows a lot and is familiar with other laws, they have not transformed these laws into tools and integrated them into their self-consciousness.

The Golden Elixir still finds it relatively difficult to effectively utilize other laws.

Just like Fang Jun had already obtained the eight laws before breaking through to the Golden Core stage.

But as long as these principles are not integrated into one's self-awareness.

It was designed to be carried around as a tool.

It's just not very handy to use.

It can never compare to the Golden Elixir that has integrated this law.

Since it's not something like consciousness (soul), spiritual root, magic power, or divine sense.

So where is the other hurdle to breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage?
This hurdle is naturally the law of physics.

It is the physical law of the universe.

In the realm of quarks, there is a law called quark confinement.

Its function is to prevent quarks from existing independently, forcing them to be confined within hadrons.

This is one of the core theories of quantum chromodynamics and one of the most peculiar properties in nature.

To make it even simpler.

The laws of nature do not allow two or three quarks to separate.

Generally speaking, it cuts particles.

It involves using high-energy particles to collide with each other.

Cutting quarks generates an energy that is extremely high due to the strong force.

It is known that energy equals mass.

Therefore, when you cut a quark, the energy from the impact will form a new quark.

Pair it with the quark that was successfully cut.

In other words, no matter how you cut it, the number of quarks will increase.

However, these quarks are always paired.

You cannot get a single quark.

It is also impossible to separate a single quark for cutting.

This is the limitation imposed by the laws of the universe on the exploration of the microscopic world.

It is the universe that hinders civilization.

Breaking through the Nascent Soul stage requires overcoming this limitation.

It's not just about cutting out individual quarks.

We also need to cut quarks to find the proton.

And use the former to shape the Great Way.

The difficulty is simply unimaginable.

However, with the arrival of the 240th year of good fortune.

Fang Jun learned the methods and techniques for breaking the quark confinement.

By artificially creating a local vacuum phase transition, the effects of the strong interaction are temporarily counteracted, allowing quarks to gain temporary freedom.

To put it more simply, it simulates the environment at the time of the Big Bang, before quarks were formed, and attempts to break down quarks.

The method involves first creating an anti-color charge condenser to counteract the color force between quarks.

Temporarily altering the local Higgs field strength weakens the effective mass of quarks and reduces confinement potential energy.

Creating miniature black holes warps spacetime and lowers the threshold energy for quark separation.

It is called "reversing the five elements, turning back the primordial chaos, and returning to the void".

These three steps are the steps to break the elixir and form an infant.

"But this step alone is not enough. If one does not integrate one's consciousness into the Great Dao as one integrates into the laws."

"He was just a child holding a gun."

"Once you lose your gun, you are nothing."

In fact, the reason is very simple.

If the path of control tools cannot be shortened, then a lot of redundancy will inevitably be created in the process.

Just like how government departments need to go through multiple departments to handle a matter.

This will lead to inefficiency.

It requires a single department to make the decision.

That would undoubtedly be much faster.

In the realm of Nascent Souls, this speed can determine the life or death of a Nascent Soul.

Moreover, it is in harmony with the Great Dao.

The Great Way is you.

You are the Great Way.

Its immortality has been greatly enhanced.

Only in this way can one become a true Nascent Soul.

Therefore, this step is called "uniting with the Dao" for cultivators.

But here's another problem.

That is to say, the vast majority of human consciousness is limited to quarks.

How can you replicate these consciousnesses into the realm of the former?
Moreover, after replicating it, it must be integrated with the Great Dao.

Its difficulty far exceeds that of fusing the Golden Core with the laws.

However, these are not problems for Fang Jun, who has two hundred and forty years of good fortune.

But Fang Jun still has one more problem.

He wasn't 100% confident he could resolve the crisis.

Anling wanted his grand road.

Therefore, when Fang Jun gave her orders, An Ling transferred her luck to him.

And she is a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator.

It can even break through the strong Nascent Souls of other Nascent Souls in other Nascent Soul territories.

Anling's strength is undoubtedly extremely high.

The luck she gave him was just right, enough for Fang Jun to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

But it's not enough to cause any future problems.

Anling isn't that stupid.

Create a formidable enemy.

"The reason why Anling wants me to pave the way is actually very simple."

"For those Nascent Soul cultivators who are in harmony with the Dao."

"The Great Way is their power."

"It is also their constraint."

"Having the Great Dao allows them to better explore the world, but their thinking will also be limited by the Great Dao."

"This was inevitable."

All knowledge can change a person's way of thinking; the thinking of someone who has read books is different from that of someone who hasn't.

This leads to cognitive biases and logical blind spots.

The solution, naturally, is to differentiate consciousness.

However, these differentiated consciousnesses may not necessarily be able to become successful.

The term "material" here refers to the ability to independently achieve the Nascent Soul stage.

Even a Golden Core cultivator is not considered a promising talent for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But what about the Nascent Soul stage?

The birth of a primordial spirit is a coincidence arising from the right timing, geographical location, and human factors, a natural occurrence within the workings of the universe's laws.

The Nascent Soul has lost the Great Dao.

Even if they were to go through the process again, they might not be able to succeed.

You could argue that the birth of a primordial spirit is determined by a particle in the universe that happens to become entangled across time and space.

This particle altered the environment before the attainment of the Nascent Soul stage, which enabled the success of the attempt.

Only then could the Great Dao Diagram be created.

After that, as the universe continued to function, this particle no longer became quantum entangled.

Without it, the Great Dao Diagram could not have been created.

This is just a simple example.

The actual process of a Nascent Soul's birth is incredibly complex, involving an immeasurable number of particles.

If it weren't for that coincidence.

Or rather, a singularity.

A nascent soul cannot be born.

And now Fang Jun is this singularity, the singularity that bears the birth of the new Great Dao diagram.

This is why An Ling, as the sect leader of the Mountain Sect, also placed her hopes on Fang Jun.

"Then let's proceed as before..."

Just as Fang Jun made up his mind.

A sound that transcended the speed of light resounded in Fang Jun's consciousness.

"Master, I have a latest paper on fortune here."

(End of this chapter)