Chapter 339: Clone Technique (Additional Chapter for Fenghuo Yanyu)

The preciousness of it lies in the four words "obeying oneself".

This is the difference between common goods that can be exchanged by everyone and unique skills.

The mirror image is the projection of one's own fighting consciousness, and it only has fighting instincts;

But the clone is different. He Lingchuan can speak through it, see through it, and then control it to do other things. In addition to climbing up the roof and removing tiles, it can also thread a needle and embroider. If the time is not too short, it can even do some vigorous exercises.

Expanding out, the actions of this clone are full of infinite possibilities. The key is how he uses it.

This is the real "external incarnation".

Of course, Wang Laohan also saw the potential of this magical power, so he would not give up and stuff money into the beast head to try to fill it up.

Unfortunately, this matter is far beyond his ability.

So, is it possible for He Lingchuan to satisfy the appetite of the gold-eating beast?

Wang Laohan's highest record was to feed 700 taels of silver and two Dadong beads together, but it didn't work.

He Lingchuan counted his own family wealth and found that it was less than one-third of this number, which was really far away.

But although this thing is called a gold-eating beast, can it just eat gold, silver and treasures?

Old man Wang tried his best, but what did he get in the end:

Treasures in the world can't satisfy it at all.

Even a gold-eating beast has high requirements for food quality.

And the most precious treasure never wins by quantity.

He Lingchuan put all his belongings on the table and examined them one by one.

Candy snail shells, only humans like them, they definitely don't eat them.

In the dream, he didn't even have a piece of black crystal, otherwise he could give it a try.

Then there are all kinds of weapons, a little gold and silver... With this calculation, he didn't save much in his dream!

The only thing that can be called a treasure is probably the Fu Sheng Knife.

As soon as he touched the handle, the sword shook twice angrily, as if to say:

Do you dare?

He didn't dare. Besides, if he threw the Fu Sheng Knife out, he didn't know who would eat whom in the end.

However, this clone technique is extremely useful, and it may be a great help in dealing with the current reality.

He Lingchuan looked around, and his eyes suddenly fell on two inconspicuous little things:

Two silkworm pupae.

Strictly speaking, these are the brain cores of two Jindu cubs.

One can create a flesh and blood fortress for one or two hours, and the other has been broken, and its function is currently unknown.

The Jindu mother is a god, so how can its cubs be called "sons of God"?

Then these two brain cores should not be ordinary things, or in the words of Old Man Wang, "not treasures of the world"?

He remembered what General Hong said, there is still a little divine power left in these two things.

Then, try it?

He Lingchuan picked up the broken Jindu brain core, anyway, it had no other use.

He first prepared paper and pen, ground inkstone and ink, and then threw the brain core into the wide-open animal mouth pattern on the scroll.

Sure enough, the brain core disappeared in an instant, as if it fell into a bottomless pit.

Two breaths passed.

Five breaths passed.

No change, even worse than throwing in a copper coin.

Is it indigestion?

He Lingchuan couldn't help but sigh, and finally understood the feeling of Wang Laohan who wanted but couldn't get what he wanted.

This damn gold-eating beast, damn swindler.

It's okay to fail once, but he doesn't want to waste another brain core. The more you bet, the more you lose, and the more you lose, the more you bet to make up for it. This is the character of a gambler.

But just when He Lingchuan was about to put away the scroll, the animal skin paper suddenly glowed red.

Then, the animal head pattern that had been opening its mouth all year round actually closed its mouth!

The worn animal skin paper suddenly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wormholes, damage, and stains disappeared, the incomplete parts were quickly repaired, and the originally dim immortal language turned back into clear and distinct vermilion characters!

In just ten breaths, the animal skin paper in front of He Lingchuan was as clean and complete as if it had just been written!

Obviously, the gold-eating beast was very satisfied with his feeding, and it was completely full.

The product of the gods is indeed extraordinary.

So is this eternal greed triumphing over eternal time? He Lingchuan sighed and wrote furiously.

He had to copy out the secret method before the gold-swallowing beast skin completely digested the brain core.

Fortunately, the gold-swallowing beast skin seemed to be particularly full this time, and remained intact for half an hour.

This time was enough for He Lingchuan to finish copying and check it back and forth several times.

Half an hour later, the gold-swallowing beast skin slowly returned to its original state.

Another piece of tattered parchment.

He Lingchuan picked up the magical formula he had copied and read it carefully several times, took a long breath, and was ecstatic.

In addition to the fact that the clone can follow orders, this formula also mentioned a key point:

It can wear equipment.

Think about it carefully, as if there are endless possibilities.

He immediately left the quiet room and asked the fat shopkeeper for an ultra-low discount price with the identity of the shop landlord, and prepared a set of clothes for the clone, including a set of demon python leather light armor, fast boots, a set of flying knives, and two fine iron double knives!

Yes, the tricks that He Lingchuan knows, the clone also knows.

He was particularly looking forward to the scene where his clone and he would chop the enemy together.

Although it was a bargain price, anything related to magic weapons was extremely expensive. He spent half of his fortune with just a wave of his hand.

Alas, money and military merits are not easy to spend. If you let go, they will be gone.

Even so, the cunning shopkeeper still felt that he was being taken advantage of, and took out a few bottles of elixir and a set of talismans to sell to him. He Lingchuan thought that there was no medicine ape in Dream City to make medicine for him, and A Luo was very busy, so he took a little for emergency use.

The shopkeeper barely won back a game.

Next, he can finally go to Pengcheng Department.

With the Clone Technique, the military merits he originally planned to use for the Mirror Image Technique could be saved. He Lingchuan thought for a long time and came up with a magical power, which he called "Stubborn".

This small magical power does not cost much military power, but it is very useful. Its special effect is to put the user into a stone state, with the body's acupoints sealed, breath blocked, heartbeat stopped, and even spiritual thoughts can be blocked.

As long as it is supplemented by superficial disguise, others will probably think that it is ordinary wood and stone rather than human beings.

Of course, the more profound the practice, the longer the "stubbornness" will last.

Then, He Lingchuan rushed back to his residence.

For the next thirty or forty hours, he ignored what was happening outside the window and concentrated on studying the two newly acquired skills.

In reality, I am in a dangerous situation. The more strength I have, the more protection I have and the more hope of survival.

Finally, He Lingchuan summarized the results. As a beginner, the "Stubborn" he used could last for nearly two quarters of an hour;

As for the clone technique, he can only summon a clone for the time being. Its physique, strength, and speed are the same as the original clone. It lasts for about twelve breaths and will disappear prematurely if it is fatally injured.

This clone can be up to twelve feet away from the main body, can wear equipment, and can act according to his will - if He Lingchuan himself is too busy, it will automatically attack the enemy.

It seems, quite smart?

It can only be summoned once every hour.

And judging from He Lingchuan's current cultivation level, most of his true power will be drained out every time he is summoned. So when to use this trick, you really have to be careful.

Moreover, the clone will continue to consume real power during the duration, and it will be deducted from the main body.

In other words, if He Lingchuan summons a clone, his real power will first be reduced by half, and then he will have to bear the real power consumed by fighting the clone.

That's at least double the expense.

He Lingchuan counted on his fingers for a long time. With the addition of a big skill, his real power was stretched thin.

It seems that he will have to work hard to improve his cultivation and improve the quality and quantity of his true power.

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A purple water chicken was looking for food in the ruins of the Jiana tribe. Suddenly, the grass behind them rustled, scaring it so much that it fled back into the water plants.

He Lingchuan got two big fish weighing ten kilograms from the cave spider's cage and was about to go back and bake them for dinner. He couldn't help but stop when he passed by the Moon Temple of the Jana tribe.

The two consecutive dreams were related to Jindu's cubs, the gods' plans, and most importantly, the current reality.

General Red hinted that Wen Daolun gave up asking for a large square pot and cut off his son's only hope of survival with his own hands.

He Lingchuan could tell at a glance that his true feelings for his son were far greater than his cheap father.

But Wen Daolun still did it.

Then let’s think about it a bit. What would happen if Zhong Shengguang agreed to Wen Daolun’s request and used a square pot to save Wen Yun’s life?

The most direct consequence is that Wen Yun can survive.

Even if you are hit by a magical spell, you can still recover.

He remembered General Red saying, "At the moment, only divine magic can deal with divine magic," or the use of divine weapons.

This should be a consensus among the gods. Mitian knew it, so the gods who attacked Wen Daolun should also know it.

But the word "artifact" was interrupted by Zhong Shengguang, who didn't want to be known to outsiders.

Taking into account the background at that time, it was the fifteenth year of Panlong City's calendar, which was the third year after Zhong Shengguang returned to the gods, and a thought came to He Lingchuan's mind:

Is it possible that the existence of the square pot was still a secret at that time?

He entered the dreamland as a latecomer and naturally knew that Panlong City had a large square pot. However, maybe the common people, the country and even the gods at that time were kept in the dark?

Even Hu Min, Liu Tiao and others are unaware of the existence of the Three Corpse Insects. Enemy countries such as Baling and Xianyou have not yet developed effective methods to deal with the Three Corpse Insects' control over gods.

Perhaps, only a few people such as Zhong Shengguang and Wen Daolun control the secret of Dafang Pot.

Then once Wen Yun is cured, Jindu's mother will immediately know the fact that Panlong City possesses the artifact.

Will this become a new scourge?

He Lingchuan walked into the Moon Temple and looked up at the tall statue.

How did Zhu Erniang introduce the Jiana tribe before? There are many strong people here who not only performed miracles but also guarded the treasures given by the gods?

Then, Jindu's mother sent the tormentors.

Now He Lingchuan already knows that for gods who cannot visit the world in person, tormentors are valuable strategic resources, and there is no way to recover them after they are put in.

How could such an expensive disposable murder weapon be given to a small tribe? Although it also produced many strong people.

That’s because the plan is very big——

The tormentors came for the treasures given by the "Moon God".

If the gods were sure that there was a treasure in Panlong City, how would they deal with it?