A mob of clones

Chapter 341 Corpse Brother Wu He’s Evolution Diary
"Wow~"

This is a new map. The steel forest named Kyoto blows light wind, blowing into the aluminum alloy window of a dark room, blowing the curtains in the house, and gently swinging a book that is spread out in the room. of books.

It blew the ink and blood stains on the book that had been dry for who knows how long, bringing up a little bit of the pungent smell of blood and also lifting a little bit of the pages. It seemed that the breeze was also full of curiosity and wanted to open this unknown book. Take notes and see what is written in them.

However, the next moment...

"Crack~"

A palm that seemed to be wrapped in a black leather glove slammed on the open note, holding down the note that he wanted to show to the world, and at the same time holding down the frivolous wind...

Finally, the sound of "rustling" resounded continuously in the room.

The dark shadow kept sliding, and the slender pen drew neat characters on the notes...

Pull your field of view in and look at the note, and you can see the corresponding text——

"The twenty-first day after emerging from the blood cocoon."

"It's just that I think this kind of vocabulary seems bad. After searching for dogs, I found that I still like dogs. Comparing them to those guys is a bit insulting to dogs..."

"Oh, by the way, there is another good news. I discovered a group of guys who are called Japanese ninjas in my memory."

"The first day after waking up from the blood cocoon."

Qingfeng is always unruly, he is like a child playing hide and seek with adults. He carefully opened the curtains to peek at the playmates inside, and then carefully closed the curtains to block the prying eyes of the outside world.

"What a strange name, Wang Longyou~, I don't know who named it..."

"I seem to have played with him more than once, but I still don't have any memory in my mind."

But when the breeze picked up again, the curtains were blown open again. The figure holding a pen in the dark room disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a bloody note, spread flat on the desk, slowly blown by the late breeze, and the handwriting on it was read again. Appearing between heaven and earth...

"This sound has not stopped since it started three days ago."

"I can only look for a few similar waves of memory when I see similar items, and piece together some inexplicable words."

"I would use such words to scold those Japanese ninjas. It seems that I didn't have a good relationship with these guys in the past, so it would be just right to kill them..."

"Those ninjutsu are a bit strange. They look fancy, but they have a lot of flaws. But the mobile phone is quite useful. It made me understand that the son of a bitch is using curse words."

"According to the information on the phone, I should now be Brother Corpse, a character that is hated by people and hated by ghosts."

"But who can I turn to?"

"Of course, although I never thought about following this bullshit order from beginning to end..."

"Speaking of which, what are building blocks? Why do you think of another word Lego when you think of this?"

"I don't know which idiot gave the orders. They are so contradictory that my brain is about to explode."

"And Brother Corpse's side is all that guy's minions..."

"Even though I should be much stronger now than before, something called the sixth sense is still reminding me that I am still no match for that guy."

And it was far more than once, but then he didn't seem to be as alone as he is now...

He looked at the moonlight that was appearing and disappearing behind the curtains, and the penholder in his hand slowly fell on the desk in front of him, making a "clang" sound.

"The brain is really confused. The memories in my mind are like a shattered mirror. They are clearly very clear, but they just can't be put together."

"These guys sent me a technique called ninjutsu, and they also sent me a cell phone."

As the text continued, the person holding a slender gel pen suddenly stopped the penholder in his hand and turned his head slightly, just in time to see the moonlight reflected faintly behind the curtains blown open by the breeze.

"But it's not like there's no good news."

"Forget it, just check it on your phone after you finish writing."

"It's just that I seem to be a bit special and won't listen to that guy's orders, but that doesn't mean that I can be accepted by humans."

The bright moonlight shines on the face of the dark night, reflecting a pair of scarlet eyes and a figure that looks more human than human. This is the figure of corpse brother Wu He...

"On the one hand, I was asked to attack the nearest city in nine days, and on the other hand, I was asked to go to Kyoto and capture the capital."

"The good news is that after I crawled out of that strange blood cocoon, I found that I had become so strong, stronger than ever before. Those guys who looked very big were like building blocks that fell down in front of me. "

After writing this, the figure in the room stopped the pen in his hand, stretched out his hand, and tapped his chin with the pen cap. He seemed to be thinking about something, with a slightly dazed look on his face, and then shook his head. I started writing again.

"Speaking of which, why do I always want to be an enemy of that guy? Why do I want to kill that guy? It's very strange. In my impression, I shouldn't be this kind of person. Um~, Brother Corpse..."

"This is barely good news. At least when I seek revenge later, I won't be embarrassed by finding the wrong person."

"Logically speaking, I should stay away from disputes and battles in H City and survive peacefully, but why can't I do that now?"

"The stupid voice in my head is getting louder and louder. It made me not even in the mood to write this diary yesterday."

"Although I have no specific memory, a voice told me that the guy who has been giving orders to me seems to be named Corpse Brother Wang Longyou."

The inexplicable sense of familiarity made him feel a little dazed...

"But I seem to be able to recall what that guy looked like."

Fragmented memories emerged. When he picked up the pen, the sunset in the sky had just set, but when he stopped the pen, the bright moon was already hanging high in the sky. It seemed that he had experienced this kind of thing not long ago.

"This guy seems to be very strong. I have fought with him several times and it seemed like we lost."

"If I want to deal with him, I need to find other people's help."

"At a glance, there are a lot of scattered things, and there is no connection at all."

"At the same time, I also figured out why things like Pipi shrimp, bullet shrimp, electric eels, tardigrades, etc. flashed through my brain..."

"These things seem to be of some use to me. I must get them if I have the opportunity later..."

……

"The day after I emerged from the blood cocoon and regained my life."

“Mobile phones are so fun~”

"There are also fried chicken, potato chips, happy water..."

"Human and corpse brothers? Dogs won't eat them either..."

……

"The third day after emerging from the blood cocoon and regaining a new lease of life."

"The computer seems pretty good too..."

..."The fourth day..."

"The tablet is okay..."

……

"The fifth day..."

"I can't be so decadent anymore!!!"

……

"The sixth day..."

"It's so comfortable to lie down..."

"But it seems that there is no way to improve your strength just lying down, and the group of corpse brothers around you seem to be getting stronger gradually. This is not good. If they catch up, won't this kind of life be gone?"

"Let's take some time to study it..."

……

"The seventh day."

"The reverse use of the magic of Heavenly Demon can actually distract one's soul. This is such a good feeling~"

"It just so happens that my soul seems to be full of pineapples~ It would be a good thing to part with some of it to help me collect materials."

"This part of the separated power can actually be atomized into black energy~, I searched on the Internet, and a good adjective is used, invisible and formless, swallowing up vitality and emotions. Is this the devil? It is indeed the magic of the devil..."

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Meanwhile, off screen...

Looking at the contents of the notebook drawn in the memory bubble above Wu He's head at the end of the earth in front of him, the Wu He people around him looked at each other and looked at each other...

Several Wu Hes showed similar expressions, and most of the questions in their eyes were similar - "Can the Heavenly Demon Dafa still be used in this way?"

In response, the surrounding Wu Hes all turned their attention to the immortal Wu He, Kuiba Wu He and the spiritual cage Wu He in the middle.

These three guys are the founders of the first edition of Heavenly Demon Dafa. After all, the original edition is just a fragment of the opening chapter. It has no follow-up and lacks a lot of really important information.

Wu He and others don't have any serious problems. They have more complete and easier-to-use formulas, but they still stare at the incomplete old version.

And even if it is continuous improvement in the later period. The constantly innovating Heavenly Demon Technique obviously does not have this effect of dividing the soul and turning it into a Heavenly Demon.

So this question naturally goes to the three repair founders.

However, in this regard, Yongsheng Wu He and Kuiba Wu He no longer felt the embarrassment they had before. They crossed their arms and squinted at the Wu He people around them who were all looking towards them, and complained speechlessly:
"What are you looking at? We recognize the pot in front of you."

"That fellow Corpse Brother can perfect the broken Heavenly Demon Technique in just a few days with his Corpse Brother talent. That's his ability."

"But we're not so good that we can't even figure out the efficacy of the original Heavenly Demon Technique."

"We have indeed tried the possibility of this kind of cultivation in our previous attempts, but neither I, Kuiba nor Lingcage had any need for this."

"At the same time, the soul is divided and turned into an invisible and formless demon. There is also the risk of gradually losing memory and emotions. After all, the essence of the demon is actually like a collection of thoughts."

"At least in the fragmentary version, we haven't figured out how to restrain these thoughts and prevent them from dissipating."

"Also, this method of dividing souls doesn't seem to be able to reach the advanced stage, so we completely abandoned this effect and instead continued to enhance the absorption ability of the magic."

"This is also the main reason why subsequent versions of the Heavenly Demon Dafa never mentioned dividing the soul and transforming into a Heavenly Demon..."

Of course, Yongsheng Wu He still has half of his words to finish.

That is, when practicing the Heavenly Demon Dafa normally, because the vitality and soul power ingested are somewhat different from one's own, even after purification, it is still easy to be blocked and difficult to operate. At this time, it is necessary to transform into the Heavenly Demon to adjust.

There are always some inconveniences in using a human body to do the deeds of demons.

But the appearance of the spirit cage Wu He made up for this. What the Heavenly Demon Dafa sucked out was no longer thoughts and vitality full of impurities, but pure and pollution-free life source...

With such favorable conditions, there is naturally no need for the method of transforming into a demon that existed in the original version to make up for the shortcomings.

But there is no difference in saying this. After all, everyone around them is Wu He, and they have all practiced the Heavenly Demon Technique. Although they have absorbed the essence of life from beginning to end, as long as it is pointed out, with their current strength and knowledge, they can basically think of this level.

However, looking at the words on the screen above Wu He's head at the end of the earth, Wu He couldn't help but touch his chin.

It cannot be said that the current Heavenly Demon Dafa, which has gone through so many modifications, has nothing in common with the original version. It can only be said that there is nothing in common.

With his strength improved so much, Wu He, the immortal, looks at problems from a very different perspective now than in the past.

In the past, some of the effects of the Heavenly Demon Dafa were useless, but now it seems that it is not without its merits.

Now is the moment when he needs a lot of magical powers to fill his Heavenly Formation. If the original Heavenly Demon Dafa can be quickly cultivated successfully with the help of the old version of the Heavenly Demon Dafa, it seems that it will be possible to add another magical power and a little more mana to him. Not a bad thing…

"Should I try to slightly change the original magical powers and restore them? The number of magical powers I have now is still far from the limit of ninety-nine magical powers..."

……

After getting the answers from the three people, the surrounding Wu He people were relieved, but they did not dwell too much on this issue. Instead, they turned their attention back to Wu He at the end of the earth...

Then I saw...

"The eighth day~"

"Damn it, there's actually a power outage~ Isn't it just to cause some trouble Brother Zhi..."

"Hey~, I found a mansion that generates its own electricity~. It's just that I'm not very good at playing this console game. I don't think I've ever played this thing before..."

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Wu He and others: "..."

"So this guy won't play the Earth chapter right here, right?"

"Yes, this guy is now at the peak of the Heavenly and Earthly Ranks. He is almost as strong as Bai Xiaofei in this chapter."

"When Bai Xiaofei was promoted to Heaven level, he found a large group of Heaven level experts as mentors and spent a lot of resources to achieve success."

"Even if Brother Corpse disperses the large amount of souls he collects and turns them into demons to support himself, if he wants to become powerful in a short time and directly become a heaven-level soul, I'm afraid it's still a bit short."

In this regard, Earth End Wu He did not deny it, he nodded directly and said:

"I'm just eating intermittently and waiting to die without feeling any major crisis. You will know if you continue to watch..."

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(End of this chapter)