Cultivation starts with infinite replication

The chef was busy cooking.

"Oh, I suddenly have another bold idea!" Ling Yuan's mind flashed.

Ling Yuan quickly went downstairs and slipped into the restaurant's kitchen.

At this time, the chef was concentrating on cooking.

Ling Yuan first dipped his hands in some water, then walked to the stove and touched the burning fire at lightning speed.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, guest? The kitchen is a restricted area, please do not enter at will!" When the chef found out, Ling Yuan had already done it.

"Oh, I got lost, sorry," Ling Yuan pretended to apologize and left in a hurry.

Back in the room, Ling Yuan began to test.

He stretched out one hand, and a ball of flame appeared above his palm.

However, the flame only lasted for a second before disappearing.

This is normal, because there is no fuel to support it.

Ling Yuan obviously thought of this.

Whoosh!

The flame appeared again and continued to burn.

"So there is no fuel, but I just need to keep copying it\^O^/." Ling Yuan was very smart.

After dispersing the flame in his hand, Ling Yuan looked at the teapot on the table.

He stretched out his palm towards it.

"Burn!" Ling Yuan shouted.

Orange-red flames appeared around the teapot and continued to burn.

Ling Yuan stopped until the tea was boiled.

Although it can be burned without extending your hand, it feels more handsome this way. There must be a sense of ritual in cultivating immortals.

"Not bad, not bad. From now on, this move will be called supernatural anger."

The experiment was successful, and Ling Yuan was in a good mood. With this, mortals could no longer threaten him. Maybe he could even burn a low-level cultivator to death.

At this time, Ling Yuan slapped forward again, and a long flame quickly rushed forward.

However, this was just the effect of replication. It seemed that the fire column was rushing forward, but in fact Ling Yuan could not add power to it. He just kept replicating the flame to control its position.

Then Ling Yuan drew out the long sword again. By the way, this sword also needs a name, let's call it Three Thousand.

Well, I'll take your life for Three Thousand.

Ling Yuan held the sword horizontally in front of him with one hand, and with a thought, a layer of bright flames quickly burst out of the sword.

"Flame Slash!" Ling Yuan swung the sword forward, and saw an arc of flame flashing two meters in front of him.

People who didn't know thought it was the flame sword energy emitted by Ling Yuan!

"Change fists this time."

"Rubber rubber, flame machine fist" Ling Yuan threw the knife aside and began to punch forward.

Fist-sized flames kept flickering in front of him, like gorgeous fireworks.

"Haha, I've played with this flame!" Ling Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"It's a pity that I can't control the details of the flame's appearance, I can only combine it into a rough shape."

"The next step is another experiment."

Ling Yuan passed by the vegetable market before and touched all the vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish and so on.

In short, he touched whatever he felt useful along the way.

With a thought, a chicken appeared on the table, but it was limp and motionless.

"No soul?" Ling Yuan was not very surprised by this result.

After all, he couldn't touch the soul.

Being able to copy the body of a living creature is already amazing. If you reach a bottleneck after cultivating immortality and your life span is not enough, you can copy your previous body, and then change the furnace and cauldron. If you continue to do this, wouldn’t it be equivalent to immortality?

You can also copy the body of a monster, and then wholesale monster materials, and there will be no shortage of materials.

Let’s try to see if you can copy the knife directly into the chicken’s stomach.

Copy!

After cutting open the chicken’s stomach, there was no small flying knife inside.

“It seems that this idea won’t work!”

Ling Yuan shook his head, a little disappointed.

After using the chicken’s body, Ling Yuan got supernaturally angry and roasted the chicken.

“Hmm, it smells so good!” It’s just that the taste is a little light. I will make all the seasonings another day.

"This chicken is a little small, I'm not full yet, let's go to the first floor to eat some more dishes and try the flavors of this restaurant."

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First floor

"Waiter, bring three of your best dishes!" Ling Yuan sat on the bench in front of the table and ordered the waiter who came over.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment! It will be here soon."

The waiter left in a hurry.

Ling Yuan took out the bottle of happy water that he had not finished drinking and poured a glass into the cup in front of him.

Then he took a sip and waited quietly for the dishes to be served.

At this time, Ling Yuan did not know that he had been targeted

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Wang Teng threw that ignorant boy out of the door today, and he was in a good mood, so he came to Tianfu Tower to have a few drinks.

Just as he was about to drink the wine in the cup, he heard a sizzling sound from the right.

Wang Teng turned his head and saw a handsome young man in black and gold clothes.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Wang Teng couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart, "This person's appearance can rival mine. When did such a person appear in the city?"

"Moreover, this black wine has never been seen before, and the packaging is also very exquisite. Is it some pure wine?"

After seeing Ling Yuan's enjoyment after drinking, Wang Teng couldn't help it anymore.

So he walked up and hugged him, saying, "Brother, I am Wang Teng. Can you tell me what kind of wine this is? Why is it so strange?⊙_⊙"

Ling Yuan looked in the direction of the sound.

Good fellow, isn't this the guy who threw the "protagonist" out of the door?

Is he interested in my happy water? Haha.

Ling Yuan stood up and gave him a fist bump, "It turns out to be Brother Wang, I have heard of you for a long time! My name is Ling Yuan."

Then he began to introduce the happy water to him.

"My drink is called Lejiu, which is the best for cooling off in summer and will not make you drunk. Brother Wang, why don't you sit down and drink with me."

"Thank you, Brother Ling. I was envious of your drink just now, haha!"

The two sat opposite each other.

Ling Yuan took out an empty glass and poured him a glass.

"Brother Wang, please!"

Wang Teng picked up the glass, took a sip tentatively at first, and then raised his head to drink it all.

When the happy water entered his mouth, he felt a cool feeling bursting out of his mouth. After swallowing, the coolness gradually spread throughout his body, and the refreshing feeling of the bubble explosion lingered in his mouth for a long time.

"Ha, so cool!" Wang Teng let out a long sigh, feeling the summer heat swept away at this moment.

Then, he looked eagerly at the bottle of happy water.

Ling Yuan saw the expectation in his eyes and smiled lightly: "Brother Wang, you can pour it yourself after drinking it."

"Hahaha, okay, I, Wang Teng, will make you my friend." The embarrassment on Wang Teng's face flashed after his thoughts were seen through.

Then he took the bottle and started to pour another glass.

"Brother Ling, as far as I know, there is no such exotic wine in Tianfu Tower? Where did you buy it? Can you tell me?"

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't buy this. This is the wine from my hometown, which is a million miles away from here! I just happened to pass by here when I was traveling. This bottle is the last one I have."

"Oh, that's a pity (´;︵;`)." Wang Teng's face couldn't help but darken a little when he heard this.

Then Ling Yuan began to chat with Wang Teng. Ling Yuan, who has modern knowledge, followed He found a topic to stun Wang Teng, making him exclaim that it was wonderful.

Wang Teng was shocked by Ling Yuan's profound knowledge. Compared with him, he seemed to be illiterate. It was after this thought that Wang Teng began to really pay attention to this new drinking buddy.

Of course, Ling Yuan also got some information about the Wang family and learned that he had an uncle who was an inner disciple of the Sunset Sect.

Then Wang Teng kept talking about how good and beautiful his sister Wang Yan was, looking like a sister control.