Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan, who was sitting on the Yuan Cha Sword, couldn't help but stood up in shock when he saw the figure appearing in the giant egg. He raised a little finger in surprise and pointed in front of him and said: "She, She is better than a corpse! "
I saw that figure opening a pair of gray pupil-less eyes, grinning, revealing a pair of fine and sharp fangs, and said to the sword spirit Xiao Yuan: "You mean, my demon god's appearance is actually Transformed into the appearance of the demon god Shebi Zhi?"
"Hmm, it's about 80% to 90% similar to the legendary She and Shebi Corpse!" Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan nodded, his voice still soft and waxy, but he stuttered a bit because he was too surprised and excited.
At this moment, Qu Wuming's demon god clone lowered his head and looked at his body, and the smile on his face became more obvious.
Although the Demon God's clone is in a standing position at this moment, the whole body is not humanoid, but like a beast! It has a pair of thick and powerful hind legs, with four toes on its feet like hooks. Its body is covered with long gray-black hair, and a long tail is trailing behind it.
The forelimbs are as thick as arms, and you can still vaguely see the shadow of the previous demonic god's arms. Looking back at the head of the demon clone, we see a gray human face. The eyes, nose, and mouth are very similar to Qu Wuming's, but a pair of ears are large and pointed, like a jackal, which is even more mysterious. What's strange is that there are two green snakes as thick as little fingers wrapped around the two ear holes, spitting out letters from time to time, as if they want to choose people to eat.
What surprised Qu Wuming the most was that although this was just a clone with a cultivation level equivalent to the Divine Transformation stage, the Zifu space had already been opened up in its sea of consciousness. Although it was only a mere eight hundred miles wide, There is no trace of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but it is enough to do many things.
Qu Wuming thought, and the Shebi Corpse Demon God clone instantly disappeared from the Zifu space. The next moment, it had appeared in the guest room, standing quietly opposite Qu Wuming's body.
Qu Wuming's real body also opened his eyes at this time and stood up, circled around the Shebi Corpse Demon God clone, looked at it carefully, suddenly smiled, clasped his fists and saluted the opponent: "Qu Wuming, have you seen Shebi Corpse Demon God?" Fellow Daoist Bi Corpse!"
The clone of the Shebi Corpse Demon God also had a smile on his face. He cupped his fists with his hands like ghost claws and said in return: "The original body is so polite. The clone of the Shebi Corpse Demon God has seen the true body!"
The "two people" looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing in unison.
After a while, Qu Wuming's real body spoke: "The feeling of having a clone is so magical. At this moment, you are me, and I am you. What you think and see is also what I think and see. But the two But they can go hand in hand without any interference.”
The clone of the Shebi Corpse Demon God also spoke: "However, it is different for the clone. Whatever the original body knows, thinks, and sees will not be shared with the clone as long as the original body is not willing. According to the "Twelve Capital Demon God's Great Laws" 》 stated that clones are only relatively independent individuals. Although they have their own knowledge and thoughts, they will maintain the interests of the main body as the highest principle. Life and death are all between the thoughts of the main body. If necessary, the main body can also extract the clone. Use your magic power for your own use."
Qu Wuming nodded and said: "If the main body dies, the clone will also die. It can be said that both will be prosperous and both will suffer. The clone dies, but the main body can resurrect it with the seeds of the devil. It can be said that it is immortal. The clone will naturally benefit from the main body. For the best."
The clone of Shebi Corpse continued: "Moreover, as long as the main body needs it, you can occupy the clone's body at any time and let the consciousness of the main body act as the leader. However, since most of the time I still have to use my independent consciousness as the leader, you still It’s good to give me a name. After all, I am you too. Although I look like the ancient witch god Shebishi, I am not him after all.”
Qu Wuming pondered for a moment and said slowly: "If you only meet people with this appearance, I am afraid that no matter what name I give you, you will be called Shebishi. This name is not easy to come up with."
The clone of Shebi Corpse smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? Although all of my talents have not been discovered yet, I know how I should look when I go out."
As he spoke, a thick layer of black smoke rose up around the clone of Shebi Corpse, instantly covering his entire body. A moment later, when the black smoke dissipated, the image of Shebi Corpse had changed drastically.
What appeared in front of Qu Wuming at this moment was a young man about seven feet tall, with a dark complexion and a skinny body. His facial features were about 80% similar to those of Qu Wuming when he was young, but there was a cyan earlobe above each. The earrings, if you look closely, look like two small coiled snakes.
Seeing this, Qu Wuming couldn't help curling his lips and said, "You look a bit rogue like this... and it seems like you indulge in too much sex and don't get enough sleep."
Shebi's corpse clone raised his hand and scratched his head, and said with a smile: "There is no way... Only when I walk in this world, the mana fluctuations in my body will be like a normal ascetic. After all, when you shaped me The demonic form used is originally derived from the demonic god Shebi Corpse, but the core of my demonic seed comes from an evil thing like a copper corpse, which is both a demon and an evil corpse. It is already very impressive for me to be able to transform into this kind of appearance. tried."
"Looking at your appearance, I have a name for you, how about 'Qu Wushe'?" Qu Wuming asked.
"Qu Wushe?" Shebi Corpse Demon God shrugged and said, "Okay, from now on I will be called Qu Wushe. My body, what are your instructions next? Do you want me to help you comfort the person waiting outside? Little lady? She seems to like us."
"No need to bother you." Qu Wuming felt that the personality of this Shebishi clone seemed to be very different from his own. Could it be because he had never experienced the beatings of society?
"You have just reshaped your body now. Although your magic power is powerful, your physical body is a bit weak. I will withdraw part of the blood essence from your body to replenish my previous consumption. During this time, you will be tempering your physical body in the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Bar!"
"Okay, you'd better put my demon seeds into the Hongmeng Purple Qi to warm them up. This may be more effective." Shebi Corpse Clone reminded.
"I know, you come in first!" As he said that, a light flashed between Qu Wuming's eyebrows, and the Shebi Corpse clone disappeared immediately.
Qu Wuming thought, and countless blood essences that had been integrated into the Shebi corpse clone returned to his body.
Although the blood essence and blood recovered was less than half of what was consumed before, it really made up for a lot of shortfalls. The somewhat depressed aura quickly recovered, and even the dull skin gradually returned to its former appearance.
After finishing cleaning up, Qu Wuming waved his hand to withdraw all the formation flags in the room, and then called Lin Wanqing outside the door.
Lin Wanqing had come to see Qu Wuming several times during this period, but the room was blocked and there was no response at all. At this time, when he heard Qu Wuming's call, he hurriedly straightened his clothes, gently opened the door and came in, Yingying said with a salute: "I've seen Senior Qu!"
"There's no need to be polite." Qu Wuming waved his hand and said, "Did everyone in Anji Yuan survive during the time I was in seclusion? Is there anything serious?"
"Senior Hui Qu, thanks to Senior Qu's prescription, everyone woke up in time and was fine."
"Have any random people been waiting for you recently? For example, Ji Wuchang's accomplices?" Qu Wuming then asked.
"Everything is safe. Only General Geng of the Snow Dragon Army came here after hearing about the accident in Anji Yuan. After knowing that you were in retreat, he sent a team of monks to come to help." Lin Wanqing replied.
"That's good." Qu Wuming nodded and said, "Since everything is safe, how many times have you come to see me, but for your cultivation?"
Lin Wanqing was startled when she heard this. She wanted to say that she was worried that Qu Wuming wouldn't be able to come out of seclusion. She was a little worried, so she wanted to come over and take a look. She saw that Qu Wuming's eyes were clear and unruffled. She couldn't help but feel sad, so she had to let go of her thoughts. He lowered his head and saluted, "Yes."
"Put your hand out."
When Lin Wanqing heard this, she didn't know what Qu Wuming meant, her face turned red, and she gently handed a jade hand to Qu Wuming.
The fingers of the white palms were long and slender, and the nails were neatly trimmed. Perhaps because of the excitement in his heart, he was timid and trembling slightly. He did not look like a cultivator who had already established his foundation.
Qu Wuming stretched out his hand, and a needle-like power of consciousness shot out from his fingertips. It quickly pierced the tip of Lin Wanqing's ring finger, and a drop of blood suddenly poured out.
Lin Wanqing's fingers hurt, and she pulled her hand back with a groan, only to see that Qu Wuming had taken the drop of blood into the palm of his hand with an expressionless face, silently recited the spell in his mouth, and after a few breaths, he softly said "Jiu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the drop of blood expanded with a bang and turned into the size of a fist. Then it squirmed and split into two masses of blood mist. One of them gradually transformed into the form of a tall woman, while the other half squirmed. It made an image with a ferocious head, a body as long as a snake, and four legs growing out of its belly.
Qu Wuming raised his hand and wiped it gently, and the two blood mist dissipated at the same time, and then said: "I have never checked your bloodline before, and I really didn't know that you actually have the bloodline of a dragon."
"Ah?!" Lin Wanqing was stunned when she heard this. She was so shocked that her face turned pale, and she covered her mouth and took half a step back.
"Don't be afraid." Qu Wuming smiled slightly when he saw this, and said hurriedly, "The reason why you were abandoned in Lin's Anji Yuan back then may have something to do with your life experience. Your mother is a human, and your My father may be a transformed dragon."
"Then am I... not a human being?" Lin Wanqing still found it difficult to accept this reality.
"Why are you not a human being?" Qu Wuming said with a smile, "When a monster beast turns into a human form, it is almost the same as a human being, let alone a powerful dragon among the monster beasts? Its original bloodline will only be hidden in the bloodline Deep down, it can be passed on to the next generation and continue to be hidden. Although this hidden bloodline will affect the next generation's practice of some ordinary skills, causing their cultivation to grow slowly. But things are not absolute. There are skills that are not suitable for practice. There are techniques suitable for practicing.”
As he spoke, light flashed between Qu Wuming's eyebrows, and a jade slip fell into Lin Wanqing's hand.
Just listen to Qu Wuming continue to say: "This technique is called "Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Dragon". It is said that it was created by a senior who forcibly swallowed and refined the dragon's blood. It may be more suitable for you."
"Thank you, Senior Qu, for giving me the technique!"
Lin Wanqing hurriedly saluted, and was blushing as she wanted to say something more, but then Qu Wuming continued: "I still have some matters here that need to be retreated, you should go back first."
Lin Wanqing's expression darkened slightly, she bowed, bowed, and gently withdrew.
When she closed the door and turned to leave, Qu Wuming stared blankly at the door. After a long while, he shook his head and sighed.
How could Qu Wuming not know about Lin Wanqing's little thoughts? But now, just thinking of the name Lin Wanqing makes Qu Wuming feel sad. How could he accept a junior with the same name again...
Qu Wuming counted the time and felt that there was not much time left before the Big Willow Ghost Market. But then I thought about it, I was just going to the ghost market to deal with some magic weapons that couldn't be sold normally or were difficult to sell in the auction house. If it didn't work this time, I could go there next time.
Things that can enhance one's own strength should be done as early as possible, so as to avoid having too many dreams at night.
What's more, after meeting the woman wearing the jade pendant with the word "绾", Qu Wuming felt that his chances of survival in the underworld seemed to be greatly reduced with his skills... Lu Ling from the Sky Poison Sect said so Right: Nothing is more important than living!
Thinking of this, Qu Wuming forgot about the ghost market a day later, sacrificed the previous set of formation flags, sealed the guest room again, and prepared to work hard to refine the special metal sacrifice into the second... The demon god's clone...
