Chapter 368: Divided into Five, Each Safe
Day by day, as time passed, Xiao Yiran's doppelganger technique also began to take shape. From one split in two, to one split into four, and now split into eight. With each progression, the doppelganger doubles.
Nuwa Niangniang never came back, so Xiao Yiran had one more program, that is, when she was tired of cultivation, she went to Nuwa Niangniang's cave mansion and sat on the futon to look at her four flesh bodies left in the red dust. The first time, I saw the university campus, and Wangshan City, and later gradually saw the Yanshan Mansion in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Yiranju in the Ming Dynasty.
It's just that Xiao Yiran can only see what happened before she, the main soul, left, but he didn't know anything about what happened after. Of course, there is also Zheng Xinxin, that is, her daughter Po Zhong Qinglian's previous life, and she still can't see it.
When Xiao Yiran's doppelganger technique was cultivated to the point that he could incarnate hundreds in the blink of an eye, Nuwa Niangniang, who had traveled outside, returned.
"Mother."
"Ran'er is making rapid progress."
"Mother, can I go now?"
"It's not time yet. When Ran'er is now doppelganger, can't he control the number of doppelgangers? â
Xiao Yiran nodded. Ever since he cultivated the doppelganger technique, as long as he recited the mantra, the number of doppelgangers each time must be the highest level of his cultivation. It's true that you can't do it, you can think of a few, and you can become a few.
"Did you know that there is a saying called 'back to basics'?"
"Thank you Niangniang for your teachings, the disciple understands."
Nuwa Niangniang looked at Xiao Yiran, who turned to leave, and did not mention the futon. Since Nuwa Niangniang had already planned to let Xiao Yiran manage all the beings in the lower realm for herself in the future, she had long thought about giving that "conscience" futon to Xiao Yiran. It's just that it's not time yet.
Cultivation is boring, but fortunately, Xiao Yiran still has poplar trees for her to rest, and the experience of the fifth life can be used for her reverie. Especially the respective development trends in the future, Xiao Yiran will think about it for a while whenever he is tired of cultivating.
In his college life, it was relatively simple, and after graduation, he was bound to marry Han Qi and have children, and his work would be done step by step, and he would live in the provincial archaeological team for the rest of his life. In the ancient era, the dragon clan had developed to that point, and there would be almost no opponents in that era, so the next days of the queen would be relatively peaceful and tasteful. Xiao Yiran's heart skipped a beat when he thought that there were still more than a dozen men. Occasionally, in a midnight dream, Xiao Yiran would also think of the absurd past with the twenty-four guards.
In the next Northern Song Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, and the life of his daughter Pozhong, Xiao Yiran himself could not give a clear direction of development.
Before Nuwa Niangniang didn't come back, Xiao Yiran tried many times, wanting to see Lin Chen's situation through the futon. However, just as he can't see his future, he can't see Lin Chen after leaving him. However, once in a while, Xiao Yiran accidentally saw Yan Duan who stayed in Xiabang County, Mr. Kou Xiang's mansion, although it was only a hurried glance, it made Xiao Yiran feel unusual. I never saw what I hadn't seen at the time, or what happened after the main soul left, how could I only see two sides, Yan Duan, who had left since the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, would still appear in my mind when I arrived at Koufu in Xiabang County?
Xiao Yiran thought about it for a long time, but he didn't figure it out, and finally he could only put it down temporarily.
The life of the Ming Dynasty in the middle, Xiao Yiran thought that it should be relatively simple, as long as he got rid of Zhu Di and did not get involved in the battle of Jingjing, he would naturally have nothing to do in his life, as for whether to marry or not in the future, he could only go with the flow. By the time the main soul left, there was no one in life who could make Xiao Yiran's heart move.
The most complicated ones are Ran'er and Lian'er in the daughter Po. Xiao Yiran in Qingfeng Valley really didn't know how to arrange his life next. Although there is already a shadow of Guan Zhongping in his heart, it is just that the ** of marrying himself is not strong, and even Qinglian has never wanted to marry herself. Xiao Yiran thought about it, but laughed instead. Heart:
"Since my daughter Po Zhong'er is also an independent main soul, and she is only a spectator, why worry so much?"
I don't know how many years have passed, Xiao Yiran can't figure it out, he has spent so many years in Qingfeng Valley, not to mention thousands of years, shouldn't the five physical bodies he left in the red dust be reincarnated many times ago?
With the questions in my heart, I came to Nuwa Niangniang's cave house.
"Ran'er, how is the cultivation of the clone technique?"
Xiao Yiran's heart moved, and he immediately turned into 10,000 clones, and then moved again, and suddenly five identical Xiao Yiran stood in front of Nuwa Niangniang.
"Yes, Ran'er did it."
"Niangniang, the disciple has something unknown."
"Let's hear it."
"My cultivation time in Qingfeng Valley will not be less than a thousand years, so wouldn't the physical body in the red dust have already been reincarnated many times?"
"I don't know. The world thinks that time is a long river, flowing from ancient times to the future. In fact, time is both fluid and static. â
Seeing Xiao Yiran's puzzled eyes, Nuwa Niangniang waved her hand casually, and a long river of time appeared in front of Xiao Yiran's eyes. It is not water that flows in the long river, but pictures of history.
"Because the evolution of history is one dynasty follows one dynasty after another, there is consistency. This is why the people of the lower realm are described by the word 'river'. Don't you know that the space of the Nether is not an independent space, and there are countless similar spaces. These spaces develop in parallel in the so-called long river of time. So, as far as a river of time is concerned, it flows. Compared with the other parallel rivers of time, it is stationary. â
As she spoke, Nuwa Niangniang waved her hand again, and what appeared in front of Xiao Yiran's eyes became a countless river of time juxtaposed together.
"See?"
"But ......"
"I know the doubts in Ran'er's heart, the space we are in is not the same space as the Nether. The flow of time is naturally quite different. Do you remember when you saw the scene in the middle of the daughter slope on the south mountain of Qingfeng Valley? â
Xiao Yiran nodded.
"Then do you think it was a day by day with the people there, or was it just a moment?"
"At that time, the disciple also thought about it, but he didn't understand it."
"Now I can only tell you like this, whether it's Qingfeng Valley or this cave. It can stand still forever at a certain point in time, or it can travel at high speed through the so-called long river of time. In the future, Ran'er will slowly understand. â
Xiao Yiran was really confused by Nuwa Niangniang, in her cognition, it is impossible to exist zĂ i, independent of time, and can not be constrained by time. Since Nuwa Niangniang said it, she will understand in the future, and Xiao Yiran will no longer think about these things that she can't understand.
"Mother, can I go now?"
"Go ahead."
Unlike the last time Nuwa Niangniang sent herself to the red dust to experience too many instructions, this time, it was still simple. With a direct wave of his hand, Xiao Yiran's five doppelgangers were sent into five different time periods, and Xiao Yiran was left in the five bodies in the red dust.