A few days later, Yan Liang and the other two were still sitting on their own sea mounts and sailing on the sea. Several dragon spies behind them followed them from afar.

Liu Chengye said goodbye to several people a few days ago and began his own trial journey.

Yan Liang and the other two originally planned to return to the sect first, adjust for a period of time, and then come out to practice.

However, when they found out that Jiu Cheng and the three demon clans did not return to the demon clan immediately, the three of them immediately changed their minds and decided to stay and continue to deal with them.

After meeting the venerables of the shemale tribes, they might be able to chat with a few smiles. After all, the status of both sides is too high. If even the venerables take action, it means that the war is coming soon.

But for these juniors, they have no concerns about this.

So when the three of them decided to stay, the several venerables did not stop them.

At this moment, Yan Liang was sitting on his turtle mount, focusing on every cell in his body.

After looking inside his body over and over again, Yan Liang finally opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yan Liang found a ring in his mouth and handed it to Wang Ling'er.

Obviously, this was a few days ago. In order to restrain the power of the dragon clan, the Ten Thousand Beasts Emperor Sect sneaked into important territory of the dragon clan and robbed the other party's treasure house.

What this sea fish brought to Wang Ling'er was a storage magic weapon containing countless treasures.

As for why Yan Liang was so sure, it was because a day ago, his senior brothers had already sent him several similar rings.

The many treasures inside made Yan Liang wonder whether his mountain and river fan and Yisheng pen could digest so many treasures.

Yan Liang looked at Wang Ling'er putting the ring into his bracelet, turned his head to Ye Wuyou next to him and said, "Wuyou, do you really don't need extra treasures to improve your weapons? You should know that once the weapons develop self-awareness, it is very difficult to improve the grade. Those peerless treasures cannot succeed."

Ye Wuyou held the sword and closed his eyes and said, "No, my sword was made of the top-level materials at the beginning. If you want to improve the grade, you can only rely on yourself to nourish it except for some top-level strange things. So I don't need ordinary treasures at all."

"Oh well!"

Since Wuyou said that, Yan Liang stopped worrying about it.

Wang Ling'er and Ye Wuyou used one of the lotus seeds of fortune that several people got, and the remaining one was brought back to the sect by their own venerables.

After all, they all only have one natal magic weapon, and Xiao Zi doesn't use magic weapon. So Ling'er and Wuyou don't need the extra one.

As for Yan Liang, Yan Liang's mountain and river fan and Yi Shi pen each used a lotus seed, and asked his master to bring the two lotus seeds back to the sect and hand them over to Jian Xiu and Liu Shi.

There are two lotus seeds left here, so Yan Liang wants to try to draw a clone of fortune for himself.

The Creation Clan is a unique clone technique belonging to Yan Liang's lineage. It contains Yan Liang's blood, flesh, spirit and even a part of his soul. It can grow infinitely between the painting spirit and the real body.

Originally, at Yan Liang's realm, it is impossible to draw the clone of creation. Because the clone of creation needs a relatively complete soul to control it.

Yan Liang's current realm obviously cannot divide too many of his souls, so even if the minimum threshold for the realm has been reached, it still cannot.

However, now that there is a lotus seed of creation, the situation is different. Yan Liang only needs to divide a small part of his soul and then let his clone take a lotus seed of creation. Then his small part of his soul can slowly grow into a relatively complete soul.

After making up his mind, Yan Liang began to make corresponding preparations.

First, Yan Liang used a pen to cut a wound on his hand, and he caught a full bowl of blood.

Then dip your life pen in your own blood and draw your own portraits on the mountain and river fans one by one.

If anyone is the one Yan Liang is most familiar with, it must be Jian Xiu, Liu Shi, or Wang Ling'er and Ye Wuyou.

But Yan Liang himself. Who in this world knows himself better than himself?

In this way, Yan Liang painted his own portrait stroke by stroke.

An hour later, a blood-colored portrait exactly like Yan Liang was presented in the mountains and rivers.

Looking at himself in the painting, Yan Liang was very satisfied. For some reason, every time Yan Liang painted his own painting spirit, he always felt different from other painting spirits.

I heard from the master that this is because when I draw my own painting spirit, I unconsciously incorporate my emotions into it. The painting spirit with emotions is more realistic. That is why I feel this way.

With a wave of the mountains and rivers in his hand, ten figures appeared beside Yan Liang.

These ten figures are the painting spirits that Yan Liang has been able to draw for himself since he was eleven years old. Every year on his birthday.

Yan Liang’s 21st birthday has not yet passed, so he just happened to have ten paintings.

Wang Ling'er, who was beside her, saw Yan Liang's painting spirit when she was a child, and her mouth was involuntarily raised. Sure enough, Yan Liang's round face was still a bit cuteer when she was a child.

At this moment, Yan Liang put all his mind on the painting spirit he had just painted, so he naturally didn't know what Wang Ling'er was thinking.

With a hand gesture, Yan Liang carefully controlled his eleven-year-old painting spirit and slowly integrated into the blood-colored painting spirit of the mountains and rivers.

After the first painting spirit was successfully integrated, Yan Liang carefully controlled his twelve-year-old painting spirit and slowly integrated into the blood-color painting spirit.

Then there is the thirteen-year-old painting spirit, the fourteen-year-old painting spirit...

It was not until the last painting spirit successfully integrated into the blood-color painting spirit that Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

When all the painting spirits were integrated into it, the blood-color painting spirits in the mountains and rivers fans also quietly underwent some changes.

The originally blood-red portrait has become a bit more flesh-and-bloody. The connection between Yan Liang and it has also been enhanced to an unprecedented level.

With a gentle wave of the mountain and river fan, a exactly-same self appeared in front of Yan Liang.

Yan Liang took out the jade sword and cut off a strand of his hair. Then he pinched his hands and slowly integrated his hair into the painting spirit.

Then cut off a few more nails and blend them into the painting spirit again.

Finally, Yan Liang cut off a piece of his flesh on his arm and integrated it into the painting spirit.

When all this was done, Yan Liang suddenly had an illusion, as if he was standing opposite him.

Yan Liang was a little confused for a moment, which one was himself and which one was the painting spirit.

After taking a deep breath, Yan Liang began the most critical and dangerous step in creating a clone of fortune.

After immersing all consciousness in the space of the dantian in the lower abdomen and communicating with the green bamboo brush above the spiritual sea for a long time.

The green bamboo brush finally moved slightly and gently tapped on the spiritual sea. Yan Liang felt as if something had been split open.

"ah--!"

Yan Liang, who was originally standing, immediately shouted without control with his head held and shouted. At the same time, he was bleeding from his seven orifices and fell on the back of the turtle.

This time, Wang Ling'er and Ye Wuyou were indeed scared. The two of them immediately came to Yan Liang to check Yan Liang's situation.

Wang Ling'er hugged Yan Liang in her arms with even more distress and carefully wiped the blood on Yan Liang's face.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes and felt Yan Liang's state with his heart. After a while, Ye Wuyou nodded to Wang Ling'er and said, "It should be fine. Yan Liang is not going to be possessed."

After learning that Yan Liang was not a traitor, Wang Ling'er felt a little relieved. Then she continued to hug Yan Liang and waited for his condition to improve.

After another hour, Yan Liang gradually improved.

When Yan Liang completely regained consciousness and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Wang Ling'er with a concerned look on his face. He couldn't help but feel Wang Ling'er's warm embrace. Yan Liang suddenly felt that this should be the happiest moment in his life.

But at this time, it is obviously not the time to let Yan Liang realize the beauty.

Concentrating his mental power, Yan Liang used his mental power to wrap a little soul source in his body, and carefully transferred this wisp of soul source from his body. He slowly integrated into the body of the opposite Hualing.

When the soul was integrated into the body of the painting spirit, the entire painting spirit seemed to suddenly become agile. By feeling alone, it completely exceeded the scope of the painting spirit.

Then Yan Liang endured the discomfort in his body, and quickly wrote a complex talisman in front of him with a lifetime of pen.

After a cup of tea, this extremely complex talisman was finally completed. Finally, Yan Liang pushed it gently and integrated into the body of the painting spirit.

For a moment, Yan Liang felt that his thinking was torn into two halves. One was sober, the other was confused.

Then Yan Liang took out the lotus seeds of creation that had been prepared and gently sent to Hua Ling's mouth.

As soon as the lotus seed entered the body, it merged with Yan Liang's soul origin and merged quickly. Then Yan Liang's soul origin grew slowly at a speed that Yan Liang could perceive.

Finally, Yan Liang took out a small piece of the lotus root of Creation. There are three sections of the whole lotus root of Creation. This piece is a thin piece that Yan Liang cuts off at the bottom of the lotus root.

Yan Liang asked his master to take all the rest back to the eighteenth and twentyth brothers.

After all, the two senior brothers' life span is about to end, and these three lotus roots are enough to make them live for many more years.

After integrating this small piece of Creation Lotus Root into the body of the clone, the whole clone's body was full of green light, and after a moment, it slowly weakened and disappeared.

In Yan Liang's sense, the clone body, which was originally between the painting spirit and the real body, was completely the same as the real body at this moment.

Yan Liang stepped forward and gently pinched the face on the opposite body. A special feeling spread in Yan Liang's heart. It seemed that he was pinching his own face, but it was different.

After sensing the specific situation of this body a little, Yan Liang waved his right hand gently in front of him, and the body in front of him quickly became smaller, and finally turned into a thumb-sized light and integrated into his dantian space.

After briefly explaining to Ling'er and Wuyou, Yan Liang immediately sat cross-legged and carefully felt the changes in his creation clone.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual power of the Spirit Sea and the action of the Creation Lotus Seed, the soul and body of the Creation clone are growing rapidly and slowly merging.

This feeling is very strange, as if a newborn baby is growing rapidly, and it is a feeling that Yan Liang has never had before.

In this way, Yan Liang immersed all his mind in the Creation Clan. Seven days later, the soul of the Creation Clan was completely mature, and the body was no longer perfect, and the two were perfectly integrated.

Yan Liang also experienced the growth of life in these seven days.

The understanding of the universe's creation decision has also been further enhanced.

A little bit of inspiration flew out of his body and finally turned into a figure and landed opposite Yan Liang. Looking at himself in front of him, Yan Liang felt a brand new feeling.

Unlike in the past, I control the feeling of looking in the mirror by ordinary painting spirits. The current clone of creation gives Yan Liang the feeling that it is clearly the same thought, but two different selfs. The two thoughts are unified but separate.

Some are similar to one's own intention and use, but they are completely different. Moreover, their soul has doubled. Yan Liang feels that his mental state is unprecedentedly good. He can never affect each other with one's own intention and use.

Unlike usual, as long as you are distracted and control too much painting spirit, your thinking will be greatly affected.

And at this moment, no matter how the other one uses their thinking, it will not affect the other one.

It can be said that Yan Liang's strength has improved a lot at once.
Chapter completed!