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

However, he was happy to see that.

He and the six clones split up and searched at the same time. They were extremely fast. On average, they could search an entire mountain in less than half an hour.

Although this method was time-consuming and energy-consuming, it was the most practical and effective method for Lin Shen.

Lin Shen's expression suddenly changed after more than ten mountains were searched in a row, and he quickly flew in a certain direction.

A moment later, he arrived at the waist of a mountain and landed on an opening in the woods.

The Pure Yang Body clone was already waiting here.

About 500 to 600 meters away, a banyan tree over twenty meters tall and needed over ten people to get their arms around stood majestically.

Even from afar, he could feel the exuberant vitality emitted by the banyan tree. It was so dense that it was astonishing.

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