This fox fairy is too inhuman

"Is that me?"

"Yes, I think that should be me."

Ren Yidao considered his words and described his feelings to Huang Huang.

"That will be from me, from me, not copied, but stripped from me... I say this, do you understand?"

Fox, I feel like I’m about to split.

The clone, Ren Yidaoyou, is still lying in Wentian City basking in the sun like a white fox.

But this was the first time he encountered such a clone, so he hesitated.

It's a bit similar to the legendary Killing Three Corpses, but instinctively I feel it's a little different.

Killing the three corpses is to eradicate and destroy the three evil desires, but it does not mean to abandon the separated self.

Living with a divided self... isn't it a bit putting the cart before the horse?

Ren Yidao was a little confused.

Huang Huang quickly regained his composure after being initially shocked and took a deep look at Ren Yidao.

Being able to understand it to this point means that he was not bragging before, but actually practiced it.

A little bit talented?

In all these years, Huang Huang has never seen such a talented person.

How high is his talent...?

The future demon god?

【“…”】

It's a pity that the world is not perfect, even she can't do anything, so how can he be an exception?

No matter how talented he was, she could only say it was a pity.

"If he had been born ten thousand years earlier, maybe everything would have been different..."

All I can say is that I was born at the wrong time.

Huang Huang glanced at Ren Yidao with pity and said slowly:

["Although I have never practiced this method personally, your path is probably the right one."]

["Only the last step of the Ten Thousand Ways Fusion Technique involves the fusion of clones. Before that, it was just a clone."]

["However, I advise you to make more preparations. This matter is more complicated than you think."]

"Oh? What do you say?"

["I can't say, you can only think for yourself."]

After that, no matter how Ren Yidao asked, Huang Huang's shadow didn't answer until he dissipated and left, leaving him alone to comprehend.

"What the hell, can't you just tell me? It has to be so mysterious."

Ren Yidao curled his lips at the place where Huang Huang disappeared and muttered: "Don't you know what will happen if you become the Riddler?"

Although Ren Yidao said so, he actually had no right to despise others when it came to being the Riddler.

Ren Yidao actually did not tell Huang Huang everything about the practice of the Ten Thousand Dao Fusion Technique.

He also deliberately retained some.

In fact, as long as he really wanted to, this technique would not take three days at all.

It only takes him one day to practice.

one day!

Huang Huang thought wrongly. Ren Yidao was not actually the kind of Taoist wizard who only met once in ten thousand years.

He is just very "talented" for this technique...

When Ren Yidao ran this technique for the first time, his body reacted naturally, and all the details that needed attention were automatically integrated, without any barriers at all!

It felt like he had practiced it long ago and knew everything by heart.

If he hadn't deliberately suppressed the speed and stopped at the last moment, he might have broken through the first level and separated into a "self".

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but these ten thousand body-melting techniques always give me a strong sense of déjà vu."

"Why do I always think back to the Shinto Sect's method of subduing gods..."

The method of subduing gods is the foundation of the Shinto sect and a necessary prerequisite for choosing a path to subjugate gods.

Only by practicing the method of subduing the gods can you successfully let the Taoist gods descend after choosing the route.

The Ten Thousand Ways Fusion Technique is to make another clone split from the main body.

Can the Taoist gods descended by the magic of trance also be regarded as the birth of division within themselves?

Is there any connection between these two exercises?

"From everything, from nothing..."

Ren Yidao touched his chin, feeling that his happy hometown was becoming more and more strange to him...

"Shinto Sect, how many surprises do you have hiding from me?"

I don’t know what is the surprise hidden in this Shinto Sect?

Or frightened?

……

……

Shinto Sect, blue brick dojo.

Headmaster Sikong Yu still looks like an eternal stone statue, leaning sideways on the ground.

Not far away from him, a little girl with pink makeup and beautiful eyes closed her eyes, sitting quietly cross-legged on the green bricks.

She has long black hair that is far longer than her body. It spreads out on the green bricks behind her and floats gently with the breeze in the courtyard.

From the outside, she doesn't look special at all, just like an ordinary little girl.

It wasn't until Xinying opened her eyes, revealing pure black pupils with no whites, that people could understand her specialness.

She is...inhuman.

Although the girl's pupils looked a little scary, as soon as she opened her mouth, all this disappeared.

【Uncle Master! My father is getting further and further away from me, and I can almost no longer sense him... Does he no longer want his shadow? 】

Xinying whispered aggrievedly, her voice filled with tears, and her tears seemed to burst in the next second. ! ! !

This made Sikong Yu extremely nervous and he quickly coaxed:

【ah! How could he not want you! It's normal for him to be out and about. 】

[This is his sect, his home! Why doesn't he come back? 】

[Besides, our little shadow is so obedient and sensible, how could he not want you! 】

[Come on, come on, be careful, get in front of Uncle Master and let Uncle Master take a good look at you. 】

It's strange to say that in the huge dojo, the ancestors and grandsons are clearly chatting, but outsiders can't hear anything.

The two of them spoke without opening their mouths or even making gestures, relying entirely on telepathy.

[Is what Uncle Master said true? 】

【of course! 】 Sikong Yu just couldn't nod, otherwise he could nod his head like a timer now, and said repeatedly: "Think about it, when did Uncle Master deceive Xiaoying?" 】

【…】

Xinying sniffed and recalled it carefully, then nodded slowly, floated to the stone statue's shoulder and sat down.

Maybe it was because they were a generation apart, or maybe it was because of Xinying's special nature to the entire Shinto Sect, but Sikong Yu treated her like a little princess.

It's really like holding it in your mouth for fear of melting, holding it in your hand for fear of falling, and it has evolved directly into a granddaughter slave...

[Come, Uncle Master, let me continue telling you that story... Where did it come from last time? 】

【Oh yes! 】

Sikong Yu lengthened his tone and said slowly:

[It is said that the ten demons sneaked into China in secret, and after wreaking havoc on the three major Chinas in the southeast and west, they finally set foot on the land of Beiming China. 】

[The previous achievements made them more and more inflated, thinking that no one in the world could resist them. 】

He paused, as if he was remembering something, and continued to talk under the expectant eyes of Xinying:

[But later, they came to a somewhat special sect...]

……

……

"Why didn't you say a word?"

After Huang Huang left, Ren Yidao sat on a chair and thought silently for a long time. It wasn't until he stood up that he noticed that there was actually a witch next to him.

Cang Lan was kneeling on the spot like a sculpture, breathing very weakly, as if she was worried about being noticed and was trying her best to eliminate her sense of existence.

"Hello? Are you autistic?"

Canglan, who was kneeling on the ground, was poked by him with his finger. Her stiff body trembled, and her wolf ears moved slightly.

"……call."

Canglan woke up leisurely, exhaled a long breath from her lungs, turned her head and looked around in confusion.

Then she met Ren Yidao's eyes, who was squatting beside her.

"Are you awake? The operation was successful. You have turned into a girl! Let's touch it!"

Canglan blinked and showed a wise look.

"Huh? Oh, okay..."

She had just woken up and her mind was still not clear. She really followed Ren Yidao's instructions and raised her hand and touched... Ren Yidao's cheek.

Not only did she touch it, but she also subconsciously pinched it with her fingers.

Ren Yidao:?

Bah!

You witch, you are so brave!

How dare you touch this prince’s noble cheek!

You teased me!

Huhu has always teased others. When have you ever been teased by others?

Ren Yidao, who never suffered a loss, immediately counterattacked and raised his hand to counterattack.

捏！

Canglan: "Huh!?"

It was as if a chain reaction had been triggered. When Ren Yidao pinched the tip of Canlan's nose in retaliation, she finally woke up from the stimulation of itching.

Although her mind hadn't realized what was happening, her body had instinctively exerted force and grabbed the flesh in her hand.

揪！

Ren Yidao: "Hiss!"

At this time, Qing Teng, who had finished his work, poked his head in and was about to speak when he saw two people squatting on the ground.

One pinches the other person's nose and holds on, the other grabs the other person's face and pulls it outward...

Qingteng:? ? ?

What are you... doing?

You two entered the palace just to do this business?

Snake doubts.GIF

Qingteng tilted his head left and right, confused as to what the two men were doing.

Is this... is it flirting?

She really couldn't figure it out, so in the end she could only retreat silently and closed the door.

Although Snake couldn't understand it, Snake was greatly shocked.

Farewell!

"..."

After waiting outside the hall for a while, Qingteng's mouth twitched, but he still mustered up the courage to open the door again and poke his head into the hall, tentatively calling: "Your Highness? There is someone outside the door, you... uh?"

Very strange.

When Qing Teng looked at the main hall again, he found that the prince and Cang Lan were already busy with their own affairs as if nothing had happened.

Ren Yidao held a volume of classics in his hand, while Cang Lan was wiping his spear. Neither of them looked at each other.

Ok?

Could it be that I actually saw it wrong just now?

"Qingteng, what's wrong?"

The beautiful snake guard was still confused, but Ren Yidao raised his head and asked with a chuckle: "Who is looking for me? Didn't I already say that I won't have any visitors today?"

Seeing that the prince didn't mention anything about what happened just now, Qingteng had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart and said:

"Despite this, I think it would be best for His Highness to meet someone outside the door."

Ren Yidao heard the hidden meaning of Qing Teng's words, stood up and walked out, asking: "Oh? Is that your Lord's envoy here?"

National Division? Master He? Or Mingyue Sacrifice? (End of chapter)