Chapter 595: Clone
"Who are you?" The young man said solemnly: "What are you doing here?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The scenery here is excellent, I specially stopped to enjoy it."
"This is not a place to enjoy the scenery. If you are sensible, leave quickly!" the young man said coldly.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile: "Oh——? Why isn't it a place to see the scenery? The scenery is obviously excellent, lush and full of vitality, and it is also filled with wisps of strange atmosphere. It is really a strange place."
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"What's weird or not, hurry up and leave!" the young man said coldly.
He glanced at Zou Fang and looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Otherwise, I won't be able to leave even if I want to!"
Chu Zhiyuan laughed and shook his head: "This world is so big, is there any place I can't go?"
"Who are you?" The young man snorted coldly: "What a big breath!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Before I introduce myself to my family, shouldn't you first say who I am?"
"Do you really want to know who I am?" The young man sneered.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "You can't be a disciple of Zhenhua Sect, right? ...Elder?"
The young man's face changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
The turbulent momentum slowly gathered, like a mountain oppressing him.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "It seems I was right? Then I haven't asked you which elder of the Zhenhua Sect you are?"
The young man stared at Chu Zhiyuan hesitantly, his eyes burning.
Chu Zhiyuan didn't seem to have strong martial arts skills, his aura was weak and he didn't even know how to martial arts.
But Zou Fang next to him was the great master.
The reason why the young man kept talking but did not take action directly was because he was worried about Zou Fang.
The person served by a Grand Master is definitely not an ordinary person. Even the prince and prince cannot have the turn of being served by a Grand Master.
Whether in the imperial court or in the martial arts sect, the Grand Master is a top existence with a respected status.
In the sect, he is an elder or supreme elder. In the court, he is a guest of the grand master's house. He will never do such a thing of serving others.
Even the prince is not qualified.
Unless it's the emperor.
But the current emperor of Dajing can never be so young.
So I was extremely curious and a little scared.
Chu Zhiyuan saw that he was just looking at Zou Fang without saying anything, so he smiled and said: "Are we going to have a fight?... It's not a big deal to know each other by name. It's secretive and has no grandmaster's style."
"How did you know I was the Grand Master?" The young man frowned.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The Grand Master can still see that...the main altar of Zhenhua Sect is here, right?"
"Are you...Chu Zhiyuan?!" The young man's face changed slightly.
He had always felt something was wrong before, and he had vague thoughts about something, but now he finally understood.
The only person in the world who can be served by a great master is the future emperor.
The person who fits the bill of the future emperor is Chu Zhiyuan, the fourth son of Dajing!
When he thought of this, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to evacuate.
This Chu Zhiyuan was too evil, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless evil sect disciples.
Not to mention the innate masters who died in his hands, not to mention the master masters, there were more than ten grand masters.
Although he is also a grand master, he has just become a grand master.
What's more, there is Zou Fang. He has no chance of winning, so he has to go first.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "It seems you know my name,...Nice to meet you."
"...Nice to meet you." He gritted his teeth.
I vaguely realized in my heart that I might not be able to escape today unless I use my secret technique.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "What are you thinking about now is how to escape?"
"The prince wants to destroy our Zhenhua Sect main altar?"
"Well, now it's your Zhenhua Sect's turn." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "It's too late for you to escape now, you are doomed."
The young man said in a deep voice: "How can the prince let me go?"
He secretly urged.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "There is no way I can let you go."
After he said that, the soul of the sword moved.
The young man's eyes flashed, and then quickly dimmed until they went out.
Chu Zhiyuan watched him fall limply to the ground and sat down cross-legged: "Help me guard him."
A small flying knife floated out from his sleeve and touched the forehead of the young man on the ground.
Chu Zhiyuan formed a seal with his hands, moved his lips, and recited the mantra secretly.
Suddenly there was a breeze blowing around, and an inexplicable feeling brushed his face.
Zou Fang looked solemn and turned to look around. He felt that this breeze was strange.
Then he saw Chu Zhiyuan stop his movements and enter into meditation without moving.
Zou Fang's expression became increasingly vigilant, looking around, ready to take action at any time.
After drinking a cup of tea, the young man who was still on the ground suddenly trembled and slowly opened his eyes.
Zou Fang's face changed slightly.
What he saw was a young man sitting up slowly, his movements stiff.
From time to time, his expression showed confusion and lack of focus, and from time to time, he showed clarity.
Zou Fang took a step closer to Chu Zhiyuan and stared nervously at the young man, with spiritual energy already condensing in his palms.
The young man looked around, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
Zou Fang looked at Chu Zhiyuan and found that Chu Zhiyuan was motionless, as if he was in samadhi, and there was still no movement.
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He stared at the young man nervously.
The young man finally stopped looking around, turned to look at Zou Fang, and suddenly smiled: "Zou Fang."
Zou Fang was surprised and looked at the young man, seeing a vague sense of familiarity in his smile.
The young man suddenly wiped his face, and when he raised his head again, he had already transformed into Chu Zhiyuan.
"You..." Zou Fang was surprised: "Master?"
He turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes at this time and smiled.
Zou Fang looked at Chu Zhiyuan, and then at the young man who had transformed into Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Are you confused?"
"Your Majesty, is this...?"
"Incarnation outside the body." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "The method of seizing the body really works."
He just tried to use the method of seizing the body, but instead of using his own soul, he used the soul of the sword.
There is also room for error.
I didn't expect it to be so easy. It was successful as soon as it was used, and the soul of the sword was transferred from the flying knife to this body.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If you didn't speak, would you be able to recognize the difference?"
"...the breath is still different." Zou Fang nodded: "I will recognize it immediately."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "I haven't been able to practice my mental method now. I will be fine after practicing for a while."
"Your Majesty..." Zou Fang was extremely surprised: "What kind of amazing feat is this?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The secret skills in the Yongling Secret Code are only known to you and me, and are not allowed to be passed on to a third person."
"My slave understands." Zou Fang said hurriedly.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "I will fly away in the future, so he will stay with his father and mother, so as not to leave any flaws."
"But..." Zou Fang was stunned.
The two Chu Zhiyuan spoke at the same time, saying in unison: "The incarnation outside the body is one with me. He is me and I am him."
Zou Fang's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Chu Zhiyuan and then at the other Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at himself opposite and shook his head: "It's like looking in a mirror, but it's different from looking in a mirror. It's really weird to be together."
This feeling is very strange, like looking in the mirror, and like the state of multitasking.
But both sides are oneself, just like one's left hand and right hand.
The appearance of the young man opposite him changed rapidly, turning into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.
Zou Fang breathed a sigh of relief.
The awkward feeling finally disappeared.
Looking at the two identical Chu Zhiyuan was too impactful for him.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "The incarnation is still a little short of the mark. I need to find a place to retreat and practice, completely change my mind and improve my cultivation."
"Your Majesty is wise." Zou Fang nodded hurriedly.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "When he comes to see you again, you will only pass the test if you can't see the flaw."
Zou Fang nodded hurriedly.
Watching the avatar float away, Chu Zhiyuan had two perspectives at the same time.
He regained his composure.
The soul of the sword now has the spiritual ability of more than 20 years old, which can maintain the normal operation of his thinking. His thinking is no longer limited by spiritual intelligence and runs slowly.
He and his avatar can synchronize their thoughts as soon as they move, and they can do their own thing as soon as their thoughts stop.
(End of chapter)