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

If he was lucky, it was not impossible for Lin Shen to forge a second-grade spirit meridian!

However, Ai Jingting didn't think that way.

She felt that Lin Shen would have no problem forging a second-grade spirit meridian.

Even Jiang Wanying, who had forged 38 spirit meridians, had been killed by Lin Shen. Lin Shen couldn't be worse than Jiang Wanying, right?

In fact, Lin Shen might even be able to forge the legendary first-grade spirit meridian!

If that were the case, the entire sect would probably be in an uproar!

After leaving the pill pavilion, Lin Shen returned to the upper house and prepared to continue working on his spirit meridians.

On the way, he couldn't help but think about Cast Spirit Pills.

Including the 180 Cast Spirit Pills he had just obtained, he now had a total of more than 210 Cast Spirit Pills.

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