Lan Youmeng was startled, and she ducked to Bingchen's side and said in panic: "Husband!"
Taking a breath, Bingchen's mouth twitched and said, "It hurts! The pain of tearing every inch!"
Hearing this, although Lan Youmeng was still worried, she felt a little relieved.
"Xi'er, what kind of soul splitting method is this? It's like Ling Chi, self-abuse!" Bing Chen said with an ugly face.
Hearing this, Lan Youmeng glared at Bingchen and said, "Didn't Master remind you before? It will be a little painful."
"What kind of pain is this? Meng'er, you don't know. This is a thousand times more uncomfortable than being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. Forcibly cutting off a ray of soul and separating a part of it is worse than the physical pain." The pain is so intense." Bing Chen pouted.
Lan Youmeng pursed her lips slightly, then used her soul power to slowly comb Bing Chen.
"Husband, please stop pretending. I know the pain, but I think you can bear it. You just did it to me on purpose, right?" Lan Youmeng said softly.
Bingchen's expression froze, and then he said sarcastically: "I still can't hide it from Meng'er."
Lan Youmeng gave Bingchen an angry look and said, "Tell me, what bad thoughts are you holding back?"
A smirk appeared on the corner of Bingchen's mouth, and he said with some pride: "The one who knows me is none other than Meng'er. Uh... Meng'er, we haven't seen each other for a long time... After the soul is condensed, , can you be on the lotus platform..."
Lan Youmeng's cheeks turned red and she glared at Bingchen again.
Bingchen's throat squirmed, he swallowed subconsciously, and then pulled Lan Youmeng into his arms.
"Meng'er!" Bingchen looked at Lan Youmeng with burning eyes and said softly.
Lan Youmeng looked shy and tilted her head to the side. After hesitating for a moment, she hummed softly.
Bingchen's heart beat wildly and he immediately kissed Lan Youmeng on the face.
After receiving Lan Youmeng's sweet hope, Bingchen was instantly motivated.
Holding back the pain that was stronger than Ling Chi, Bingchen gritted his teeth and roared, peeling off part of his soul inch by inch.
After nearly a day, the Bingchen Shrine became quiet.
With his head resting on Lan Youmeng's thigh, Bingchen's expression was extremely depressed, his soul was weak, and even a little broken. It was not an exaggeration to compare it to a serious injury.
"Xi'er can create this method of separating the soul, she is also a talent." Bing Chen said angrily.
Lightly touching Bingchen's forehead, Lan Youmeng pursed her lips slightly and said: "Master's method of condensing souls is really much better than other techniques of condensing souls."
Hearing this, Bing Chen subconsciously looked at his own soul.
Although he was a little confused at this moment, Bing Chen knew that compared to the newly condensed souls of others, it was really much more special.
The first is his cultivation. The strength of his soul is comparable to the peak of Dao Tribulation! The second is the talent of this soul. Bing Chen has a feeling that even now, he has nearly 70% of himself! You know, those ordinary souls, at the beginning of their condensation, can have 30% of the original talent, which is already quite good.
Holding Lan Youmeng's jade hand gently with one hand, and caressing Lan Youmeng's cheek with the other hand, Bingchen's eyes were extremely gentle, with a hint of strange emotion.
Seeing this, Lan Youmeng couldn't help but blush slightly on her cheeks.
"Meng'er, you promised me before!" Bing Chen said softly.
Hearing this, Lan Youmeng's cheeks blushed more and more seductively, and she nodded slightly.
Bingchen's eyes were filled with excitement, and just when he was about to put his impulse into action to fight to the death, he heard Lan Youmeng suddenly say: "Now my husband's soul is seriously damaged. If it is consumed more violently, it may cause harm to my husband." For greater damage, it would be better to wait until your husband recovers..."
When Bing Chen heard this, he was instantly discouraged, his eyes filled with resentment.
Seeing this, Lan Youmeng pursed her lips and smiled, then lowered her head and kissed Bing Chen's forehead gently.
...
Kunyu Pearl, Bronze Hall.
Looking at the six drops of natal essence and blood in front of him and his stupid split soul, Bing Chen's eyes were full of resentment and a little distressed.
"Xi'er, how many spiritual bodies have you condensed?" Bingchen asked.
The corners of Bing Yuexi's mouth curled up slightly, and she said with a bit of playfulness: "What do you want to think about?"
Hearing this, Bing Chen said with some ill intentions: "If you are the only one, then that's fine. If there is another one, including you, they will never escape my grasp in the future. When the time comes, I will capture them all. Three Xi'er, I......"
Snapped!
Before Bingchen finished speaking, Bing Yuexi slapped her little hand on Bingchen's forehead.
"The ambition is not small. Why, if one is not enough, you want three times the happiness?" Bing Yuexi said coldly.
Bingchen suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
...
In the large formation set up by Bing Yue Xi, Bing Chen sat cross-legged, and while making hand seals, a series of magic seals were inserted into six drops of natal essence, blood and divided soul.
After a while, the two slowly came closer, and then merged into one, turning into a ball of blood droplets that exuded a faint blood light and soul light.
Rich vitality surged in the blood drop. Under the influence of the large formation, the blood drop rapidly changed. It didn't take long before it turned into a bloody villain.
It was also at this time that the Ice Dust Technique changed again, and then, its own vitality and strength slowly poured into the body of the little blood-colored man along the formation.
Visible to the naked eye, the bloody villain is becoming more and more stylish. Outside the body, the pale yellow skin color gradually grows longer, the palms and soles become different into fingers, and the facial features of the head gradually become apparent.
In less than half a day, the villain was fully formed. Except that the body is too small, only a few inches, the rest is almost the same as that of ordinary people. And if you look carefully, you can also find that the appearance of the villain is very similar to that of Hao Ran and Bing Chen.
Damn, the villain opens his eyes.
A faint light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Bing Chen with some agility.
Looking at the miniature version of himself, Bing Chen grinned.
"Not bad."
He could clearly feel that he and the little man were connected by blood, and it seemed that he was a part of him, and he was him, and the "two people" were inseparable at all.
With a thought in his mind, the villain made a hand gesture and then sat cross-legged in the void above the formation.
Having a clone for the first time is an amazing feeling. It seems that I have an extra vision, an extra way of being, and an extra way of thinking. All those things seemed to belong to him, but they were relatively independent and different from him. Each taste is full of mystery.
"The rest just needs to be nourished by your own vitality, blood and strength." Suddenly, Bing Yuexi said suddenly.
Bingchen came back to his senses, turned to look at Bing Yuexi, and suddenly asked in a confused manner: "Xi'er, are your thoughts also her thoughts from a certain perspective?"
Bing Yuexi was stunned for a moment, but then she pursed her lips slightly and said, "Not bad."
"Then Xi'er, if I go against her, will you also feel uncomfortable and subconsciously think that I am going against you?" Bingchen asked again.
Bing Yuexi was stunned again.
There was a look of thought in his eyes. After a few breaths, Bing Yuexi shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"What does it feel like to be the same person as her and have your own consciousness?" Bing Chen asked doubtfully.
Bing Yuexi's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, and she said with a complex expression: "It's scary and helpless. I know that I am her and regard myself as her, but there is a trace of instinctive resistance and fear in my heart."
Bingchen frowned slightly.
"Don't let your avatar try the magical power of the dream world, otherwise you may be in trouble in the future." Bing Yuexi suddenly said again.
Bingchen nodded, his expression slightly solemn.
If his clone really had a trace of self-awareness, Bing Chen would probably not be able to tolerate him. If he killed it, wouldn't he be killing himself once and dying once? After all, the two are the same person.
Time flies, and March passes by in a blink of an eye.
In the spiritual body refining formation, two Bingchen sat cross-legged opposite each other. Between them, a tree of life less than half a meter high dropped wisps of life and submerged into their bodies.
"It's so fast. In just three months, the clone was condensed!" Xianyue said with some surprise.
On the side, Ling Jian nodded, feeling equally surprised. She has seen others condense their clones, and if they want to make their clones grow to the same size as herself, even if they are born with natural resources, it will take at least one or two years, and at most it will take several years. But Bing Chen only used it for three months!
Thinking of this, Lingjian looked at the tree of life between the two ice dusts in the formation.
After spending these days together, she also knew how precious and important the tree was.
Beyond the ninth level!
"If it weren't for the vitality provided by the tree of life, the young master would be so desperate to spawn clones. I might not be able to hold on long ago." Jin Lianzhi said.
Several other people nodded.
To spawn a clone crazily in a short period of time is not simply to take away half of the blood and half of the vitality of the original body, but to almost use most or even all of the blood and vitality in the original body to nourish the clone. It can almost be said that it is done regardless of the cost and consequences.
If it were anyone else, he would probably die from exhaustion. He has already become a human being. Only Bing Chen, who has the Tree of Life and almost unlimited vitality, dares to do this.
However, even so, Bing Chen was extremely depressed at this time.
His face was pale and there was almost no blood left in his body, and he remained in this state for three months. As soon as some blood was generated in his body, he drained it and gave it to his clone.
"Brother is worried about Kunyu Pearl." Xianyue said with some distress.
When the other people heard this, their expressions were also a little downcast.
"It's almost time to stop." Suddenly, Bing Yuexi said.
Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Bing Yuexi.
Bingchen opened his eyes, looked at Bing Yuexi, hesitated for a moment, and then stopped.
There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
The pinnacle of true energy!
The cultivation level of the clone is only the peak of true energy! And it was Bing Chen who forcibly improved his cultivation level at all costs.
Seeing what Bing Chen was thinking, Bing Yuexi said: "You didn't let him inherit the Tao of the Four Seasons, so he had to condense his own Tao seed. If he can't condense the Tao seed, how can he break into a higher realm."
Bing Chen nodded, he understood this truth, but he felt a little unhappy.
He is in the middle stage of Xushen, and no matter the purity of his divine energy or his understanding of the techniques and Tao, he is not weaker than the peak of Xushen. The clone that he condensed with all his strength only had the peak of his true energy.
"Tao seed!"
Bing Chen frowned. He had not considered this before. If the clone was not allowed to inherit the Four Seasons Tao Seeds, then what Tao Seeds should he condense?
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