Su Ze officially settled in the Champion Hou Mansion.

In order to remind him of the style of the champion Hou, several core harem members took turns to demonstrate for Su Ze.

By the way, let's train a newcomer - Hong Xuejiao.

Today's instructor is: one of the wives of the champion Hou, Mo Xiaojie of the Heavenly Mo family.

The heavenly Mojia is good at making organs and building instruments, and Mozi is the ancestor of all hand-made products, and is one of the ancient sages.

Champion Hou made Tianji crossbows, movable type printing, crystal glass, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and other strange and lucrative things, all of which were supported by the Heavenly Mo Family.

The woman was dressed in emerald green and silk-green bow shoes with silk and green bows hanging from the sky.

The expression of the face is not smiling, as if it is not angry, and the two dark eyes seem to be alive and can speak, which makes people feel a kind of ethereal agility, as if it can hook out people's souls.

"Master Hou, the eldest sister asked me to cook you a bowl of Huohuang rice porridge, you have now achieved the body of a human immortal, and you can't eat anything else. ”

In Mo Xiaojie's hand, he was holding a topaz tray, on which was a topaz bowl, and something seemed to be boiling in the bowl, emitting a faint breath like fire, as if a fire spirit was stored in the bowl.

Su Ze had the domineering and lewdness of Champion Hou's signature on his face, and reached out to take the rice porridge pulled by the fire phoenix.

"Ride, Master Hou, I'll feed you. Mo Xiaojie picked up the jade soup spoon, picked up the porridge, and stretched it to Su Ze's mouth.

Su Ze took a bite with a smile.

"Master Hou, when people were feeding in the past, your hands were very restless, and you always walked around other people's bodies. Mo Xiaojie said shyly.

"Is that okay?" Su Ze looked at his palm: "Then I'm welcome?"

It's a pity that Mo Xiaojie didn't say: Don't be polite.

She shyly gave way to Hong Xuejiao and asked Hong Xuejiao to feed the porridge.

If I use the hand of the champion Hou to swim on Hong Xuejiao's body, will it be green for me?

Su Ze felt weird, it seemed that there was a problem with logic, and he couldn't think smoothly.

He paused for a moment and said to the two women, "I'll play a trick for you."

As soon as the thought moved, the body of the martial arts immortal appeared in the hall.

The golden ratio, the handsome and majestic face and body, are more attractive than the champion Hou.

Mo Xiaojie had long understood the inside story, and said with flashing eyes: "Is this your real body? It turns out that it is also a martial arts immortal." ”

Hong Xuejiao was dumbfounded, she didn't know what was going on.

Su Ze felt that he could explain privately later, but it was difficult to say anything now.

The martial arts immortal clone is face to face with the champion Hou.

The contours of his face and the curves of his body were adjusted with the champion Hou as a template.

Eight or nine Xuangong, doing this little fine-tuning is trivial.

Moments later, two identical champions appeared in the hall.

As soon as Su Ze waved his hand, the original body of the champion Hou was collected by the system.

A body without a soul, like an object, is collectible.

The body of the martial arts immortal sat down in a big way, and reached out to touch Hong Xuejiao's body twice.

"That's right, it feels very cool, and that's what makes my mind flow!"

"It's exactly the same body, and it's hard for people to distinguish it in the future. Mo Xiaojie looked at Su Ze with a red face.

"There's no need to distinguish, I'm the champion!" Su Ze said very domineeringly.

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"There is the latest information about Hong Yi," Han Bingxin walked in elegantly.

Every day, thousands of pieces of information are sent to the Qingzhou Champion Mansion, and they are analyzed by the bureaucratic group one by one.

In the end, it was gathered into an abridgement, so that the confidantes and wives of the champion waited for it, and finally handed it over to the hands of the champion candidate.

Hong Xuejiao's hand to feed the rice was slightly paused.

Su Ze didn't care, and asked directly, "What's the news?"

"Hong Yi went to the graveyard of the primeval dragon"

"Does that have anything to do with us?"

"Husband, the Ancient Dragon's Graveyard has infinite wealth, of course you can't let Hong Yi have it alone. Even if you can't take it all, you must get a piece of the pie. "The eldest sister like the fire elf, Huang Yanyan, also walked in.

"Well, let's go. Su Ze smiled faintly.

At this time, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and it was going to rain in Qingzhou.

"This time, I'm going with my husband. Huang Yanyan said again.

"You're not sitting in Qingzhou anymore?" Su Ze looked at Huang Yanyan.

"No, I can't afford not to get a piece of the pie. Phoenix Flame said.

Su Ze glanced at the top of the hall, smiled slightly, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll cross the catastrophe first." ”

The body shook and it was gone.

In the enemy camp, do you still dare to cross the catastrophe, not afraid of the period of weakness?

Su Ze has accumulated deeply, and crossing the sixth tribulation is as simple as drinking water.

As for the body, the real body is still in the Su Family Manor in Nanzhou, this doppelganger, in a flash, has also been included in the system space.

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Six lightning tribulations, tearing the space!

Su Ze broke into the circle of six thunder tribulations and found that the enemy he faced was actually himself!

All the thunder qi, the magnetic force of heaven and earth, was resonated by his own thoughts, and then condensed into the exact same Su Ze.

Beat yourself!

to survive six thunderstorms!

This is the mystery of the six thunderstorms!

"This reckless heaven and earth, the mystery of the thunder tribulation, is so powerful, the way of heaven and man, it is indeed the way of heaven and man! Defeating oneself is the real transcendence. ”

Su Ze's tens of thousands of thoughts incarnated innumerable.

Some with swords, some with swords. There are those who cast the Divine Palm, and there are those who cast the Taishang Sword Sutra.

They catch each other, find themselves with the same moves, and crash into the past.

In these six thunder tribulations, the self formed is equivalent in strength, fist intent, martial arts, everything, all equal, complete, and is a copy of oneself.

The most difficult thing for a person to defeat is himself.

These own thoughts, after catching and fighting, are all shattered, and the other side of their own thoughts are also all broken.

For a moment, Su Ze seemed to have a feeling that he was separated into two, not each other.

The two instruments are one, and the void is interchangeable. Two heaven and earth, four yin and yang. Sure enough, it is the supreme way that tears the void.

Between the fluctuations of Su Ze's thinking, all the shattered thoughts were condensed again.

This shattered thought absorbed another self that had just been formed by the thunder of heaven and earth.

The whole thought, in an instant, kept deriving, changing, and condensing.

Su Ze's tens of thousands of soul thoughts, after several splits and derivations, have reached 129,600.

It's exactly the number of one yuan.

Monism refers to an epoch, that is, the lifespan of a world.

In the Yang God World, the lifespan of the Great Thousand Worlds is 129,600 years.

And cultivators, unless they really cultivate to the Yang God realm, they can only have a maximum of 129,600 thoughts in their own thoughts.

There were 129,600 thoughts, each one the size of a foot, and the light shimmered and sparkled, like the most beautiful and hard diamond in the world.

The slightest powerful power faintly revealed from it, and the surrounding space was faintly filled with a layer of ripples like water waves!