Qu Wuming thought in his mind, and the demon god's clone in the Zifu space was wrapped in a ball of white light and appeared in the guest room. He blinked a pair of big furry eyes and looked quietly at Qu sitting on the bed with his eyes closed. Nameless body.
At this time, Qu Wuming's body finally completed the last step of refining the clone and opened his eyes.
According to the "Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods", in the last step of refining the clone, Qu Wuming can choose whether to let the clone have a relatively independent self-awareness. Just like the previous Shebi Corpse clone, the reason why he could talk to Qu Wuming casually as soon as he appeared was precisely because Qu Wuming did not shape him into a clone with no independent consciousness.
From Qu Wuming's point of view, if they are made into clones without independent consciousness, and their words and deeds need to be controlled by their own distractions, such clones can only be regarded as living puppets and cannot be called perfect.
Therefore, in the last step of refining the clone, Qu Wuming will "copy" all his knowledge and memories to the clone as the basis for its independent consciousness.
After the clone breaks out of its shell, Qu Wuming only needs to spend some more time to completely complete the sacrificial process, and the clone's independent consciousness will slowly awaken.
Qu Wuming stood up, circled twice around the clone of the Demon God of Lingshou, smiled, cupped his fists and saluted, "Qu Wuming, I have met Taoist friend Lingshou!"
The avatar of the Demon God Lingshou had a cold expression on his face. He turned his head and looked at Qu Wuming. After a moment, he clenched his fists with a pair of tiger paws and said in return, "I've seen the original body. But first, my name is not Lingshou. Secondly, you It’s my true identity, so you don’t need to be polite to me. Third, you have to give me a name. But you are not allowed to call me Qu Wupei!”
Qu Wuming was stunned by the words of the first, second, and third clones of the Demon God, and thought to himself: This clone of the Demon God seems to have a lot of personality, and it is completely different from the clone of the Shebi Corpse!
If there is a personality inheritance relationship between the clone and the main body - does he still have such a hidden personality?
"Then, uh, you..." Qu Wuming was speechless for a moment, thinking about what name to give her, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the clone of the Demon God again.
The demon god's clone seemed to feel a little uncomfortable due to Qu Wuming's gaze. Suddenly, she lightly stamped her foot, and a ball of silver light suddenly lit up from her body, as if a huge bright light suddenly appeared in the room, shaking Qu Wuming. His eyes went white and he almost went blind.
When the white light dissipated, Qu Wuming closed his eyes hard for a while, and then he saw the scene in the room again with tears in his eyes.
At first glance, I saw that the clone of the Demon God had completely transformed into another appearance.
The figure is still so tall, well-proportioned, and well-proportioned, but the hands and feet have become just like ordinary people.
The tiger fur and long tail also disappeared, replaced by skin as smooth as gelatin, with jade bones and ice muscles that could be broken by a blow.
Looking at her face, although some traces of Qu Wuming can still be seen between her eyebrows, her appearance is really stunning. Her eyelashes are curved, her eyes are like autumn waves, her nose is high, her lips are red and her teeth are white. Even though she is Among all the beauties Qu Wuming has ever seen, she is enough to be ranked in the top ten.
What's even more detailed is that even the little snake coiled on her left ear has transformed into a delicate snake-print earring, hanging on her delicate earlobe and swaying gently.
The Demon God of Production originally thought that Qu Wuming thought his tiger skin was weird, but now after changing his appearance, Qu Wuming suddenly turned into a pig brother - with his mouth wide open, his head tilted, and there seemed to be something vaguely... The nosebleed was about to come out, but the saliva at the corner of the mouth was almost flowing out first - he couldn't help but frown and said coldly: "Hey! Body, don't you think I'm just looking at you? Why are you looking like this?"
Only then did Qu Wuming come to his senses, turned his head suddenly, threw a robe from the storage ring with one hand and threw it to the demon god clone, and took the opportunity with the other hand to wipe away the nosebleed, scratched his head and said : "Isn't this the first time I know that I can be so beautiful? Besides, after you transformed, you gave yourself some clothes to wear! You are so beautiful and you show me naked..."
"Oh." The clone of the Demon God Liao put on his robe, "Original body, have you thought of my name?"
"This...let me think about it!"
Qu Wuming thought to himself: "Lingshou, it is said that he is the ancient god of Siqiu, the god of punishment."
After pondering for a moment, Qu Wuming had an idea in his mind and asked cautiously: "Why don't you call me 'Si Qiu'?"
"Si Qiu?" The demon god's clone turned its head and repeated, "Qu Siqiu..."
Qu Wuming thought she was dissatisfied. He was about to change his name again, but he heard the demon god's clone nodded, smiled slightly and said, "Very good, I'll call you Qu Siqiu."
The trace of a smile on the face of the demon god's clone made Qu Wuming look a little dazed. It was not entirely because the demon god's clone smiled particularly beautifully, but in Qu Wuming's opinion, the one opposite him had a particularly beautiful smile. The woman was actually another "self". This feeling was something that he, a rough old man, had never thought about in his more than a thousand years of life.
However, his dumb look made the clone of the Demon God Piao suppress his smile. He stared with almond-shaped eyes, crossed his hands on his chest and said: "Body, I'm your clone, you can't take advantage of me. !”
"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense..." Qu Wuming blushed and hurriedly denied.
"Aren't you still blushing? Are you bullying me for not being able to see your thoughts?" The demon god's clone raised his eyebrows and suddenly swung his hands, and his palms turned into a shining silver metal color during the swish. It rapidly changed its form, and when the arms hung down diagonally, the hands had transformed into a pair of silver narrow-edged long knives, which looked cold and extremely sharp.
"No! Si Qiu, Si Qiu," Qu Wuming hurriedly waved his hands and took half a step back. He accidentally fell down on the bed, "I'm just not used to seeing myself as a woman here, so I was stunned for a moment. That's it. We are a family, don't do it, don't do it."
"Okay." Qu Siqiu swiped his hands and changed back to his original state, and then said, "My Demon God Seed and I also need to practice in the Hongmeng Purple Qi for a period of time. However, you'd better not practice during this period. It’s time to make a new Demon God clone. Firstly, your essence and blood are no longer enough, and any further refinement will probably damage your roots. Secondly, the evil energy accumulated in your body has been exhausted and is not enough to support the refinement of the third Demon God clone. Made."
To Qu Siqiu, this sounded like an instruction, an exhortation, and concern. Qu Wuming could only nod his head in agreement: "Yeah, okay, I understand."
Saying that, Qu Wuming was just about to put the clone of the Demon God Ling into the Zifu space, but he heard her say again: "By the way, don't take out my blood essence and evil spirit! Otherwise, my skin will not look good!" "
"Oh, okay!" Qu Wuming nodded obediently, a white light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and put the clone of the Demon God Ling into the Zi Mansion space.
Standing alone in the room for a moment, Qu Wuming suddenly felt relieved for some reason——
This female clone is too aloof and aloof, why doesn't she feel like she has no awareness of her clone at all? It feels as if the main body is a clone and she is the main body.
Qu Wuming took a long breath, and was about to cross his legs to completely refine the blood elixir in his body, so as to restore the amount of essence and blood as soon as possible, but he "heard" Shebi's corpse clone Qu Wushe smiling playfully in the Zifu space. He went over to strike up a conversation with Qu Siqiu, the clone of Qu Wushe, but before he could say a few words, Qu Wushe was beaten by Qu Siqiu...
In the Zi Mansion space, chickens were flying and dogs were jumping around, screaming again and again.
Qu Wuming was so dizzy from the noise that he felt dizzy. Suddenly he looked up at the roof, raised his hand and slapped his forehead, and sighed: "Oh my god! Are other people's clones like this too?"
"Stop it!" Qu Wuming's voice echoed through the sky in the Zifu space, and the two clones that were chasing each other stopped immediately, "Qu Wushe, you go to the west to practice, Qu Siqiu, you go to the east! No! With my permission, you are not allowed to gather together to chat, and you are not allowed to fight or kill!"
"Original body, boss, you have to make the decision for me!" Qu Wushe said with snot and tears, "I just wanted to say hello to her and get to know her. After all, we are all family, so we can't meet her. The face was too raw! But she hit me before I could say a few words! My blood was still bleeding on her body, and she didn’t even know how to be grateful... Look at the slap she gave me..."
"You want to hug me when you say hello?" Qu Si Qiuxing's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Believe it or not, I will chop you with a knife!" As he said that, he waved his hands and transformed into two long knives before taking action.
"Stop!!!" Qu Wuming shouted hurriedly, "Aren't you two too out of character?! Why don't you quickly implement what I say? Do you still dare to argue that you wanted to touch her butt just now and pretend that I don't know? ?! And you, we are all our own people, why do you always want to fight and kill?!"
Seeing that the two of them seemed to want to say something else, Qu Wuming hurriedly shouted: "Stop talking, just go to seclusion and practice to strengthen your body! There will be many battles to fight in a while!"
"Oh..." Qu Wushe rubbed half of his swollen cheeks. After a surge of black energy, his cheeks returned to normal. He lowered his head and flew towards the west of the Zifu space.
"Humph!" Qu Siqiu looked at Qu Wushe's back and snorted coldly, turned around and turned into a ray of light, heading straight to the east.
Qu Mingming: "..."
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Four days later, Qu Wuming finally removed the isolation restrictions in the guest room, opened the door and walked out.
Not far away, Lin Wanqing, the dean of Anjiyuan, had heard the news and came to see him. Qu Wuming felt that the aura on this woman's body seemed to have changed slightly from the previous few days. After checking it with the Heavenly Eye Technique, he found that there was something extra in her Dantian!
In the dantian of a normal monk in the foundation-building stage, there is only a continuously rotating cyclone, which is all formed by the gathering of mana gained through cultivation.
At this time, there was actually another cyclone surrounding Lin Wanqing's dantian cyclone, circling and flying around the original cyclone. Moreover, this cyclone has a special shape, like a dragon. Although it was recently condensed, the aura it exudes has a vague aura of domineering power, which should not be underestimated...
