Chapter 12: The Leader of the Clones

Uncle Tiger knew Murong Linzhi's intentions, and without hesitation, he held the demon pill tightly in his hand and began to absorb its life essence.

The demon beast is evolved from the beast, and the beast can only break through to become an innate demon beast after thousands of years of cultivation, and this demon pill is the demon pill on the demon mantle.

This demon claw is a first-level innate demon beast, Murong Lin Zhi has seriously speculated, it should be the most powerful of the first-level demon beasts, and its cultivation should have reached the peak of the first-level demon beast, and it is only one step away from breaking through to the second-level demon beast.

Uncle Tiger and absorbing the essence of the demon pill, he felt that the aura of his whole body was very active, like a wolf that had been hungry for many days, and he urgently needed food.

The meridians are also different from usual, one by one, there seems to be another substance absorbed into, soft, comfortable, wonderful, that feeling, Uncle Tiger and wordless describe in words.

In his cultivation, Uncle Tiger had used spirit stones and swallowed Gu Yuan Dan, but they did not bring him such enjoyment.

It seems that there is a woman's gentle hand holding the whole body, and Uncle Tiger and every capillary blood pore are comfortable.

The aura of this demon pill is purer than that of the spirit stone Pangbo. Absorbing the spiritual energy of the spiritual stone, the spiritual energy is like a flood that bursts the embankment, rushing down, majestic, like a whip, whipping the meridians of the whole body.

And devouring the Guyuan Pill, although the aura is soft, it leaves medicinal scale in the body, and the more the medicinal scale accumulates, the greater the drug resistance, and the effect of the pill is getting worse and worse.

This situation is not beneficial to future cultivation, and it becomes more difficult to break through to the next level, and some monks stay at a certain level for the rest of their lives, and their cultivation is not at all.

And this demon pill does not have these drawbacks, and can absorb its life essence infinitely.

The life essence of the demon pill was slowly and continuously absorbed by Uncle Huhe, and his cultivation was growing without hurry.

Looking at Uncle Huhe, Murong Lin Zhi fell into deep thought. The soul was split four times, and the fourth split soul awakened from the purple tree, and Murong Lin Zhi would let him take away his new life.

At that time, Murong Lin Zhi will have four clones, and as time passes, there will be more and more of his clones.

They are all the result of Murong Linzhi's soul split, there is no distinction between priority and subordination, even if there may be weak and strong in the future, but Murong Linzhi found that there is no leader between the clones.

The only leader is Murong Linzhi's main soul, and his main soul is too important, and it is a cheat for Murong Linzhi to become stronger.

In the future, the main role of the clones is to fight, in the hundred-year beast tide, they will be the main force of the innate cultivation qi realm on the battlefield, Murong Lin Zhi has made up his mind, and even wants to cultivate them into the main force of the core cultivation realm on the battlefield.

However, Murong Lin Zhi's main soul could not be used in battle, one cultivation was low, and it was also a cultivation that was made by using resources such as spirit stones, and it was a cultivation that was strongly piled up, and its combat effectiveness was weak.

In a battle of the same level, the main soul will only be defeated, and even become a victim of other people's overstepping battles. Murong Lin Zhi will not let his main soul fight and sacrifice.

However, in this great beast tide, he will not pin his safety on others, and between his doppelgangers, there must be a leader, leading and commanding all his doppelgangers, as well as the followers of the doppelgangers.

Three years later, in the war between man and beast, he not only had to be intact, but also to develop and grow his own power and become a winner.

Among the clones, who can become the leader, Murong Lin Zhi has a lot of thoughts, thinks about it for a long time, and understands one thing, anyone can become a leader, but no one can obey anyone, and no one can command another clone.

Lu Dadi can't do it, Niu Zhongan can't do it, even if Hu Shuhe, who is breaking through to the second layer of innate qi cultivation, it is also not good.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work, there is no way at this time, and there will be no way forever. ”

Murong Lin Zhi didn't dwell on this matter anymore, there were still many things to deal with.

He glanced at Uncle Tiger and saw that the body of the clone did not appear abnormal, and his cultivation was slowly approaching the second layer of the Innate Qi Cultivation Realm.

Murong Lin Zhi retracted his gaze, and he quickly took out a black spirit jade from the ring.

The black spirit jade is all blank spirit jade, and the spirit jade that burns the spirit art will become white, and this spirit jade is black, indicating that there is no spirit magic recorded on it.

In the land of Yunjun, there is a small beast tide once in ten years, and a big beast tide in a hundred years, which seems to have become a law and has never changed.

Yunjun has never had a 10,000-year-old family, only the Hua family disappeared when they crossed the 10,000-year tribulation.

Humans seem to be the food of the monsters in captivity. Every ten years, demon beasts come to Yunjun to harvest life.

Ten years of beast tide, innate Qi cultivation cultivators, mortals in Yun County will be reduced by seventy, ten will not be three, and everyone else will become food for demon beasts.

A hundred years of beast tide, the monks below Cheng Dan can live two achievements to thank God, a thousand years of catastrophe, Cheng Dan monks have a maximum of two percent alive.

Three years later, the hundred-year beast tide was the thousand-year tribulation of the four great families led by the Murong family. However, in Yun County, the most powerful Murong family didn't even have a single Jindan monk.

Yunjun, the highest cultivation and the most powerful monk is Murong Linzhi's grandfather Murong Tian, as well as his eighteen followers.

Murong Tian and his followers were in retreat two years ago, hoping to break through to the Chengdan realm and become Jindan monks in order to protect the Murong family and defend the entire Yunjun county, so that more people in Yunjun could survive in the thousand-year tribulation.

However, it is still unknown whether they can succeed in cultivating for a breakthrough, and two years have passed, and no one has broken through.

Therefore, the sales of black spiritual jade in the Yunjun market began to heat up, and cultivators began to burn down their spiritual cultivation skills and experiences.

Death is not terrible, but the inheritance cannot be lost, and if the inheritance is broken, human beings will really die in the long river of history.

The spiritual source in the spiritual jade is the driving force for the continuator to practice spiritual arts, and the spiritual arts are driven by the spiritual source, and the cultivators can quickly master them, and their cultivation will be quickly enhanced, and they will fight in the beast tide once every ten years, so that they can survive and dedicate their life to the final victory of human beings over demon beasts.

The spirit sand of the spirit mine of Zhulang Peak is the raw material for the production of spirit jade, Murong Lin Zhi got An Dahai, and Cui Dazhuang chased after him, and there was no shortage of spirit jade on his body.

Murong Lin Zhi took out the spirit jade, not because he was afraid of breaking the inheritance, but because An Dahai mentioned the sword trick in his plan.

It was impossible for Murong Lin Zhi to use the spirit jade handed over by Cui Dahai as a tool to deal with his opponent, and those spirit jade still had an effect on his soul being split in two.

Therefore, Murong Lin Zhi decided to burn down the spiritual techniques he had already mastered, and the loopholes of these spiritual techniques had been patched, which were more complete and flawless than the swordsmanship given by Cui Dahai.

The swordsmanship is burned, which can be used as a inheritance and as an introduction to this plan, and if it can be effective, it will play its role, otherwise, it is not bad to keep it as a inheritance.

So, Murong Lin Zhi calmed down, held the black spirit jade in his hand, and burned the spirit magic in his mind on the black spirit jade wholeheartedly.

Time passed quietly, and the black spirit jade was turning white step by step, like a sun shower, washing away the mess and leaving the essence.

When the spirit jade became white and flawless, a spirit technique had all been burned on the spirit jade, Murong Lin Zhi smiled and said to himself: "Perfect spirit art is different in the end, crystal clear, different. ”

The first burning did not bring much difficulty to Murong Linzhi, in Yunjun, it is stronger than the soul, no one can match it under the innate nature, no one cultivates the soul, Murong Linzhi can be called the only one.

This piece of white spirit jade, Murong Lin Zhi was very satisfied, seeing that Uncle Tiger was still absorbing the essence of the demon pill, he collected the white spirit jade in his hand, and in addition, he took out a black spirit jade from the ring.

So, in the corpse room, Murong Lin Zhi was burning spiritual arts, clone Uncle Tiger and absorbing the essence of the demon pill, breaking through his cultivation.

The room became very quiet for a while, and the time changed from day to night, and then from night to dawn.

The sun shone on the earth, the breeze was blowing, Murong Lin ate a Bigu Dan, checked his ring, and there were twelve more distinctive white spirit jades in the ring.

Murong Lin was in a happy mood, he took out another black spirit jade, and this time, he decided to burn the "Soul Training Chaos Technique" on the spirit jade.

After adjusting his breathing and adjusting his body to a comfortable position, Murong Lin Zhi took out a black spirit jade and held it in his hand.

The soul transforms the "Soul Training Chaos Technique" into a series of characters, and the characters slowly flow to the palm of the hand with the spiritual power on the body.

With a "snap", the black spirit jade exploded, and Murong Lin Zhi looked at the black fragments in his palm with a shocked face.

As soon as the character came into contact with the spirit jade, the spirit jade was shattered, and this piece of spirit jade could not burn the "Soul Training Chaos Technique".

"These merchants are so treacherous that even Lingyu is fake. Murong Lin Zhi muttered in a low voice, he took out another black spirit jade, and prepared to continue burning.

Adjust the body, carefully operate the spiritual power, and recognize the characters in the sea in the meridians without hurry, flowing with the spiritual power.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and without any accidents, the black spirit jade shattered like the previous one.

"Yes...... It's ......" Murong Lin Zhi was excited in his heart, this was not a businessman's fake, but Lingyu couldn't burn the Soul Training Chaos Technique, that is to say, the Spirit Jade couldn't store the Soul Training Chaos Technique.

Although there was no record of this in the books, Murong Lin Zhi knew in his heart that the "Soul Training Chaos Technique" was even more advanced than he imagined.

"What kind of spiritual skill is he, can he inherit it?" Murong Lin pondered.

After waking up from the confusion, Murong Lin Zhi couldn't figure it out, and there were more and more things that he couldn't figure out, one by one, one by one, one by one.

However, everything that shocked him had strengthened his cultivation and had become an indispensable part of his cultivation resources.

"As long as you can improve your cultivation and strengthen your strength, everything else will be in vain. ”

Murong Lin Zhi let go of the burden in his heart, and no longer burned the "Soul Refining Chaos Technique" in his mind, and after collecting the twelve spirit jades that burned swordsmanship, his gaze turned to Uncle Huhe.

Uncle Tiger and the demon pill in his hand were only the size of his thumb, and he wanted to know how useful the demon pill was in the cultivation of innate qi cultivators.