Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

It was a resin crystal taken from a tree trunk that was more than 500 years old. It looked like crushed sugar and was fragrant and cool. It contained rich spiritual essence and had the effect of calming one's mind. It was a very precious spice.

Many cultivators at the Bright Aperture Stage would light up a piece of Ice Shard when they cultivated. While calming their minds, it could also increase their cultivation efficiency.

50g of Ice Shards was worth as much as 50 merit points in the Merit Hall.

As for the piece that Lin Shen had found, it was at least 350 to 400g, which was equivalent to 300 to 400 merit points!

Without a doubt, it was his greatest gain since he entered the mountain!

Seeing Lin Shen's happy expression, Ai asked curiously,

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