"This is the cultivation method of the sword shadow clone of the Sword Gate, in addition to having a strong attack power, it can also entrust the soul in the sword at a critical moment, with the cultivation of the Earth Immortal Realm, as long as the soul is not wiped out at once, there will be a chance of rebirth in the future." Returning to the Immortal Pill Workshop in Golden Crow City, Fang Yan directly entered the cultivation area of the Immortal Pill Workshop. He chose to keep his return a secret. In the Golden Crow City Elixir Workshop, only a few people knew that Fang Yan had returned. Xiang Fang Zhen, Song Lingshuang, and Fu Qingxuan reported that they were safe, and Fang Yan began to take out the cultivation method of the sword shadow clone of the Sword Gate.

The sword shadow clone is a superb immortal-level exercise, suitable for sword cultivation. And Fang Yan didn't see it that way, what he cultivated was all supreme-level exercises, the best immortal-level exercises, he really couldn't look down on them, but what he liked was the other party's method of condensing the clone. He needs a large number of clones to assist in cultivation. Even if the doppelganger cultivation he condensed could only obtain one-tenth of the experience value of his ontology cultivation, but once the number went up and 10,000 doppelgangers were condensed, it was equivalent to a thousand ontology cultivating day and night, hundreds of times faster than his previous nine doppelgangers, and it was exciting just to think about it.

"This doppelganger is really difficult to condense, you must cultivate this sword shadow clone to the realm of entering the hall to condense the clone, every time you condense a clone, you need to separate a wisp of soul, only in this way will you have some special abilities of the ontology." Fang Yan's divine thoughts withdrew from the jade slip, and then, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Fang Yan condensed and distracted, requiring soul and essence blood, and this sword shadow clone was more similar to the existence of supernatural powers. If Fang Yan wanted to assist in the cultivation of these sword shadow clones, he had to use his blood and soul to cultivate, instead of exploding when he was dying, like that Li Wuji, forcibly separating tens of thousands of souls, and tens of thousands of souls only needed to escape. He will be able to escape. Such sword shadow clones, with such a large number, are simply impossible to survive forever. This is not good news for Fang Yan.

But then again, whether or not this clone can survive for a long time is related to Fang Yan's future cultivation progress. If he wants to keep advancing like this, he will have to spend a lot of time condensing the clone. Although condensing the clone would consume a lot of time and energy, and his whole person would become weak, but for Fang Yan, this matter would be beneficial to him and not harmful.

"I still don't believe it, I can condense one doppelganger in a month, and I can condense twelve in a year, which is 1,200 in a hundred years, if I use the time of the Jiuyang Futu Tower to accelerate. If you want to condense ten thousand clones, it is not difficult at all. Fang Yan's eyes flashed, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, this matter was imminent, he had to do his best to condense the sword shadow clone.

In this way, after Fang Yan returned to the Golden Crow City Elixir Workshop, except when necessary, he would give Fang Zhen a clone of the elixir he had refined, and his deity entered a deep retreat in the Nine Yang Floating Pagoda.

As for dealing with the One Sword Sect and the Yin Demon Sect. Fang Yan was thrown out of the clouds, he was trying his best to condense his own unique sword shadow clone.

At the beginning of the sacrifice of the Sword Shadow Clone. Fang Yan began to cultivate the sword light splitting technique of the First Sword Gate, in the Jiuyang Futu Tower, he specially arranged a set of killing arrays, in the first hundred years, he cultivated the sword light splitting technique to the realm of a generation of grandmasters, and then began to prepare for the condensation of clones.

"The sword is the bone. Blood is the body, the soul is the spirit! Fang Yan fought with his hand, and a brilliant sword appeared in the Jiuyang Futu Tower, Fang Yan's mouth opened, and then a drop of essence blood flew out.

The scarlet blood exudes amazing energy fluctuations. With a wave of Fang Yan's hand, the scarlet blood water was submerged into the brilliant sword light, and under the control of Fang Yan's divine sense, a figure was condensed in an instant, Fang Yan slapped the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then a split soul flew out and entered the illusory figure. Under Fang Yan's gaze, the illusory figure gradually solidified and turned into Fang Yan's tenth clone.

"Haha...... I succeeded, I have ten doppelgangers, but hands, this condensation doppelganger is too painful, the loss of essence and blood is a trivial matter, but this soul is lost and separated, that is an independent individual, that pain, I don't want to suffer a second time. Fang Yan looked at the clone that was exactly the same as himself, and he couldn't help but laugh. In the process of laughing, there was a tearing pain in his mind, and he couldn't help but frown. The joy of refining into the tenth doppelganger was diluted in an instant.

In the following days, Fang Yan did not immediately refine a new clone, but let that new clone cultivate with the other clones, and he was in the soul cultivation, only when the injury of the divine soul was completely recovered, he would continue to refine the new clone.

"Fang Yan, you are condensing the clone, why do you want to split the divine soul instead of dividing a wisp of divine soul?" Just as Fang Yan was refining the second sword shadow clone, the voice of the Kunpeng Supreme sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

"Senior, isn't this the case for refining clones?" Fang Yan couldn't help but say when he heard this.

"Since you want to refine the doppelganger, then I will pass on a set of soul splitting techniques, this separated divine soul, you can take it back at any time, the more souls you separate, the more unexpected benefits you will have when you take it back." Kunpeng Supreme couldn't help but say when he heard this.

As he spoke, the Kunpeng Supreme just had a movement in his mind, and immediately a piece of the method of separating the divine soul was imprinted into Fang Yan's sea of consciousness.

"This method of dividing the soul is good, there is almost no pain, and the speed of condensing the clone is also fast, I just don't know if this doppelganger cultivation will produce experience points." When Fang Yan condensed the new clone, he had shortened his time by more than ten times compared to before, and he also had no time to recuperate. The new clone was condensed, and Fang Yan did not have the slightest joy, but was a little suspicious.

"Success or failure is here, you can know it after cultivation, and you don't need to guess the gains and losses here."

As soon as Fang Yan's words fell, Fang Yan began to cultivate with the newly condensed clone.

Time flies, Fang Yan's deity is cultivating, he has been paying attention to the growth of the experience points of the characters in the system layout, this growth rate is exactly the same as before, and the new clone cultivation does not have the slightest experience value in the account.

"This kind of doppelganger has no effect on me at all, so the method of refining the doppelganger is correct, and a wisp of doppelganger must be separated, so that it can form an independent individual."

An hour later, Fang Yan was completely dead, and he stopped cultivating, because this clone was of no use to him, except for running errands, he couldn't feel that this new clone was useless, and he couldn't help but say. (To be continued......)