This technique of "One Thought Doppelganger" uses its own energy and breath to form a doppelganger that can have about 20% of the strength of the body. The doppelganger is all controlled by the power of his own soul, and if the power of the soul is not strong enough, the clone cannot be formed at all. Even if you cultivate a clone, you will collapse because your divine sense is not strong enough.

Originally, according to Wang Lin's own energy, it was his limit to be able to form ten all, but in this fantasy realm, everything was illusory and real, so he could cultivate so many clones.

What surprised him even more was that these 100 doppelgangers could all learn, which means that his reading speed could be increased by a hundredfold! Everyone took a book and sat in the sea of books, and in front of them was the world in the book, just like a TV set for each of the 100 people. The difference is that their consciousness is caught up in the world of the book, not just watching.

The same amount of time passed, and after five or six days, he no longer looked like he had just reached the bottom of the sea of books. Instead, it became more open, and a hundred Wang Lin surrounded the city, and this circle continued to expand, surrounded by a book end, on which a book kept slipping.

Ten days have passed in the outside world, and because the snow is getting heavier and heavier, the sun has not come out since Wang Lin entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Heaven and earth were white and silent, and the cold wind penetrated into every crevice, as if to freeze everything between heaven and earth.

In the Buddha hall, his faceless face was slightly pale, and he tightened his shirt.

It stands to reason that people in the realm of no face will not feel cold. Even going to the deepest part of the endless snowy mountains in the snowy region would not make him feel the slightest cold. Now just the cold wind is blowing in his heart, which is not a good sign.

"He's finally coming again, so let's make a break this time. Wuyan opened his eyes, looked lonely and resolute.

"Master, don't blame me. The vain is incompetent, and there is no other way. I can't just watch it happen......" said this, his voiceless voice was already choked, and his expression was full of sadness and helplessness.

If Wang Lin sees this, he won't be heartbroken to death. In front of him, Wuyan has always been strategizing and calm, what can make Wuyan so anxious?

"That's it, where you don't meet in life, why do you have to meet in life. In the hazy eyes of the faceless tears, a look of determination flashed, as if some difficult decision had been made.

Wuyan got up and left the Buddhist hall.

"Shizu also likes snowflakes very much? I don't forget to go out to watch it on such a cold day. When Hai Reverse returned from cultivation, he saw Wuyan wandering aimlessly in the Langa Temple, and hurriedly went up to say hello.

"Yes, look at this snow, it is plain and simple, and it comes uninvited every year. But it's different from year to year, and I don't know if it's because the people who look at it have changed or if the snow has changed. Wuyan stretched out his hand to catch the micro grip, and a few snowflakes suddenly flew into his hands like elves, and flew up and down happily.

"Master, I am a rough person, and I can't do anything except plough the land every day. But I did this every day, and it never changed, and I thought that although the snowflake turned into water, gas, and clouds, and finally turned into a snowflake and fell to the earth again, it should also have not changed, and became only its appearance. Hai Reverse scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

However, after listening to his words, Wuyan smiled and nodded in agreement: "You are right, you and I are still you and me, and the snowflake is still the snowflake, the reason why there is a difference is probably because our hearts have waves." ”

"Hey, it's normal for us to have turmoil in our hearts, but the master is no longer a sentient being on this earth. I don't believe you if you have waves in your heart. Hai Reverse quipped.

"Haha, you kid, there are still springs, summers, autumns and winters in the world, how can I not have waves in my heart. Wuyan shook his head and smiled, and said half-jokingly.

After bidding farewell to Hai Rebellion, Wuyan wandered in the Langa Monastery for a long time before finding what he was looking for in a remote corner.

It was a small black Buddha statue that appeared on the side of the Jingtang path before, and even Haihui didn't find it at that time, so I couldn't see the material and couldn't feel its way of existence.

"It's up to you to protect Langa Monastery this time. After Wuyan finished muttering, he stretched out his hand, and the little black Buddha statue flew into his hand. He flicked it again, and the small black Buddha statue floated into the air, and when it flew high, the black was no longer visible, and it was replaced by an infinite brilliant gold.

On the snow-covered canopy, gold burst out, instantly dyeing the canopy into a colorful glow. Those who were lucky enough to see it below were stunned by this strange scene, the sky was full of colors, and against its backdrop, it seemed that the falling snowflakes had also turned into colorful colors.

However, this magnificent color only appeared for a moment before disappearing. There were so many people who were so excited that they ran to call their good brothers to come out to watch, and they had to bother to explain that they weren't lying.

And the lonely back of the faceless directly below the light, no one notices, and even if they do, they will not think that this is a shameless masterpiece.

After more than ten days of such calm, the snow around Langa Temple was more than ten centimeters deep. The monks of Langa Monastery have begun to prepare for the new year in a happy mood, but Wang Lin is still in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and has not come out.

In Wang Lin's mind, there are no boundless books anymore, only a few thousand. If a hundred Wang Lin work together, they will be able to finish it in two or three days.

If he continues to look at it this way, not all the experiences he has experienced in the "book world" can be learned. is like the public law of the Thunder Dao, because he does not have the attribute of thunder, he has not learned one after more than a dozen Thunder Dao recipes.

But in other books, such as alchemy, formations, and small spells of the five elements, he learned some basic things. Even some of the more advanced ones that can't be understood now will be learned in the process of growing up in the future.

And for him, the most rewarding thing should be the book "Nine Earthquakes Splitting the Heavens". After experiencing the cultivation of tree earthquakes, stone earthquakes, human earthquakes, and Tao earthquakes with the founder in the book. He felt that he had now been able to master the Tree Quake, an extremely extreme technique that achieved the ability to crack foreign objects through resonance with foreign objects.

"I don't know if it's been a few days since the outside world, so I have to hurry up and read the rest of this. Wang Lin looked at the few books left around him tiredly, and then put his energy into it.

And above the outside sky, in the snowflake-dense depths.

The sound of tearing and pulling continued to sound, and at that huge and sharp tearing sound, spatial cracks continued to form and disappear.

The spatial crack was often hundreds of meters long, much more terrifying than the spatial crack produced by Wang Lin's empty eye, which was less than one meter. When the crack is created, a huge suction force is generated, and countless snowflakes float into it as if they were falling into an abyss.