My practice narration is weird

"Ye Wuyou, can you accept that there is another version of yourself in the world?"

Lu Qingshan looked indifferent.

"What do you mean?" Ye Wuyou frowned.

"The Twelve Shinto Techniques, the one hidden under the sky prison, what is written on it is to create an existence exactly like the caster."

"He will have all your memories, even the same realm, the same appearance and body shape. Of course, he will not have the weirdness in you."

"In other words, he is exactly the same as you, but without the strange intrusion."

"Is this a clone?" Ye Wuyou asked.

Ye Wuyou still didn't quite understand. This Shinto technique sounded very crotch-stretching.

"Clone?" Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly and said in a calm tone, "Even if the clone method is above the six realms, it cannot create an existence with the same strength as the realm."

"It has only been more than half a month since you started practicing cultivation. Your current progress is quite fast, but it is still too low.

You may not realize it, but if there really are those illusory nine realms in the world, and you can understand this Shinto technique, you can instantly create another being with the same strength. "

Ye Wuyou nodded. If you look at it this way, then this Shinto technique is indeed quite good.

"Then how does this Shinto technique solve my problems?"

"The moment you cast the Shinto technique, it was solved."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly shrank.

"You mean...let the clone live on my behalf? And the weird me is allowed to be eroded by it?"

Lu Qingshan shook his head, "No, that's not the clone. The clone can't do this. That's you, completely you. He has all your memories and cognition, and knows everything you have mastered..."

"That won't work either." Ye Wuyou slammed the table with a look in his eyes.

There was a trace of surprise on Lu Qingshan's plain face. He did not expect why Ye Wuyou was so excited. There was a look of thought in his eyes and he did not speak at this moment.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, then patted his forehead, looking a little stunned.

But his confusion quickly turned into a bitter smile, and he finally looked up, as if he had figured out something.

Regardless of this world, what Lu Qingshan said was correct according to his previous knowledge.

Humans, aren't they just creatures composed of memory and flesh and blood, why should we care about other things?

But now when this choice was placed in front of him, Ye Wuyou felt that it was different, very different.

The fact that he had overturned his own knowledge made Ye Wuyou a little excited, but now that he had calmed down, he spoke calmly.

"This method is not appropriate, please try another one."

He talks to Lu Qingshan a little casually now. Although the other person is powerful and powerful, he is still an old man who likes to read illustrations.

Lu Qingshan was not surprised by Ye Wuyou's answer. He pondered for a moment and said.

"In that case, the only Shinto technique in the capital is available for you to choose from. Coincidentally, this is the one I practice as well."

"Don't look at me like that. Shinto techniques cannot be explained in words. You can only learn them by yourself under the divine pillars. But whether you can succeed or not can only rely on chance."

"What will happen if you can't understand it?" Ye Wuyou answered casually.

Lu Qingshan pointed at Ye Wuyou's left arm and said, "I said before that the weirdness is intangible. You must be curious. Although the weirdness you see has various shapes, it is still tangible."

"You should have seen that footless man. I helped him before, but unfortunately he missed his chance by a few points."

Footless Man, was he a human before?

Was he corrupted by the strangeness and ended up like that?

There was some gloom in Ye Wuyou's eyes, but it quickly dissipated and turned into determination.

Is Shinto magic beyond words?

Ye Wuyou didn't think there was anything wrong with this statement, but he didn't think he had to go to the capital to learn it.

With the "Shadowless Heart Sutra" in hand, he is a dark imitator, copying all the magical powers of martial arts in the world.

But Ye Wuyou thought it would be better to ask first, because after thinking about it just now, he felt that these techniques were not normal.

"What is that Shinto technique in the capital?"

"Tian Yan, a simple divination method."

Tianyan?

Looking at Lu Qingshan's gentle smile, Ye Wuyou felt that hearing the name was not easy.

"Can you use this technique so that I can understand it a little bit ahead of time?" Ye Wuyou said sincerely.

His idea is simple.

Let Lu Qingshan use this Heavenly Evolution technique, and then directly copy the "Shadowless Heart Sutra" himself.

But this cannot be said clearly. Apart from the useless dog narration, the "Shadowless Heart Sutra" is his biggest secret.

After I learned this technique, I turned around and went to find Zhao Changhe to pay homage to the dock. From then on, I was very happy listening to music.

This is not appropriate, after all, Lu Qingshan is still in front of Zhao Changhe...

But what Ye Wuyou didn't expect was that after hearing what he said, Lu Qingshan sat on the chair without moving, but looked at him quietly.

Staring at the other party's somewhat gloomy eyes, Ye Wuyou felt inexplicably strange.

This feeling of being seen through everything made him very uncomfortable.

Lu Qingshan finally replied, he stood up and responded.

"fair enough."

"But it's useless for you to observe Tianyan's method. It's better to participate yourself, maybe you can understand a little bit."

Participate yourself?

What am I involved in? Can I hand you a ballot box?

"No, I just want to see how it works..." Ye Wuyou explained.

But Lu Qingshan didn't pay attention to his words. Instead, he took out a small gadget from the bookshelf beside him.

Ye Wuyou saw clearly that it was... an hourglass.

Lu Qingshan turned the hourglass upside down and hung it on his body.

He turned around and smiled at Ye Wuyou.

"This hourglass counts for two quarters. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prepare."

"Prepare for what?" Ye Wuyou was confused and felt powerful.

"Escape."

...

Tianlan City, on the busy streets.

Ye Wuyou's figure wandered aimlessly and quickly among the crowd.

Lu Qingshan's words just now were still echoing in his mind.

"A quarter of an hour. If you can escape from me, I'll give you a condition."

"You have three chances."

It was ridiculous.

But Ye Wuyou couldn't stop it.

Because he could feel that the other party was just in the mood.

Although it was a bit inexplicable, it was too humiliating to catch me three times in a quarter of an hour.

Ye Wuyou quickened his pace, turning from one street to another, and then taking a few steps back to another alley.

He didn't know where he was going, so he just walked aimlessly.

Tianyan, right? Bu Suan, right?

You want to calculate me?

I don't even know where I'm going, how can you calculate?

The crowd around was bustling, and Ye Wuyou glanced around, and there was nothing unusual.

Passing by a street stall, hot wontons were out of the pot, and the aroma was filled.

Ye Wuyou took another look at it unintentionally.

He saw the middle-aged scholar sitting at the stall eating wontons.

The wontons were already on the table, and it seemed that the other party had been sitting there for a while.

"Would you like to have a bowl?" The scholar smiled.

Ye Wuyou looked ugly, and turned away without looking back.

"First time." Lu Qingshan said silently, and then continued to eat the wontons in the bowl.