Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Chapter 148 Cultivation Level

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Four figures suddenly darted out of the bushes and blocked the middle of the road.

It was the two wolf demons, one tiger demon, and one monkey demon that Fan Yuan controlled.

The four clones, wielding crude iron weapons, struck menacing poses. The tiger demon stepped forward, roaring, "This mountain is mine, these trees are mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll! Those delicate-skinned monks are perfect as appetizers for us!"

Tang Sanzang trembled with fright, nearly falling off the white dragon horse, and cried out in alarm, "Wukong! Bajie! There's a monster!"

Sun Wukong stopped and carried the golden cudgel on his shoulder.

He glanced at the four little demons casually; their cultivation level was nothing more than ants in his eyes.

"You ignorant fools and wild ghosts, how dare you block my path, Old Sun?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, said nothing more, and casually waved his hand forward.

"boom!"

As the golden cudgel swept across, the four clones didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were instantly struck by the cudgel, turning into puffs of blood mist, which were then scattered without a trace by the gale.

While Tang Sanzang was still in shock, Sun Wukong turned around nonchalantly: "Master, they're just a few ignorant little demons. Let's go."

At the same time, four consecutive feedback messages came from the [Primordial Mirror of All Forms].

"Choose cultivation empowerment for all." Fan Yuan said without hesitation.

hum!

Four extremely pure spiritual energies appeared out of thin air within Fan Yuan's body. Although the total amount of these spiritual energies was not large, their quality was astonishingly high, and they even contained a trace of the violent spiritual energy of Sun Wukong, who was at the Taiyi Loose Immortal level.

One complete cycle of the universe is finished.

Fan Yuan opened his eyes, feeling the spiritual power within his body had noticeably increased, and a fervent glint flashed in his eyes.

"It works! And the effect is surprisingly good!"

The cultivation boost that came from the fall of the clone could only replenish the spiritual energy consumed by the main body.

Unexpectedly, the increased feedback rate was able to reach the source and help the main body cultivate. Fan Yuan thought about it again and realized that this might also be related to the fact that the clone had died from a weak demon.

The residual energy from Sun Wukong's casual strike, after being fed back by the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror], can directly increase the total amount of spiritual power, and its purity far exceeds that of the original body after several days of arduous cultivation.

With this in mind, Fan Yuan no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, and formed a hand seal.

"puff!"

He forced out two drops of essence blood, then took out the spiritual materials he obtained from the Wave Moon Cave and put them into the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror].

As the light shone, two new demon avatars were born.

Condensing the clone took a considerable amount of energy, and Fan Yuan's face was slightly pale. Without hesitation, he took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, poured out two Blood Spirit Pills, and swallowed them. As soon as the pills entered his stomach, they transformed into a surge of blood energy, replenishing the deficiencies in his physical body.

"go."

Fan Yuan issued another order.

The two newly formed clones instantly disappeared from the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror] and were sent out to the only route that Tang Sanzang and his disciples would take on their journey to the West.

This time, Fan Yuan changed his strategy. Instead of having his clone jump out and rob him directly, he used a different method.

One clone transformed into a farmer selling melons by the roadside, while the other clone transformed into a lost scholar.

Tang Sanzang and his disciples walked slowly towards them.

Tang Sanzang saw a farmer by the roadside and was about to ask him for a drink of water when Sun Wukong's fiery eyes flashed with golden light, and he sneered...

Voice: "You monster, you dare to transform into human form and deceive me, Old Sun!"

The golden cudgel was swung out once more.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two muffled thuds, the melon-selling farmer and the lost scholar instantly turned into minced meat, revealing their true forms as demons.

Inside the inn, Fan Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness lit up once more.

[The clone dog demon is dead; the karmic settlement is underway.]

"Choose cultivation empowerment."

The spiritual power grew stronger once again.

Fan Yuan licked his lips, his eyes filled with excitement.

"continue!"

He forced out his essence and blood, condensed a clone, swallowed the Blood Spirit Pill, and sent it forth.

He transformed into a mischievous child crying for help, and then died.

He transformed into a wounded hunter and died.

It transformed into a ferocious beast blocking the road and died.

Along their journey, Tang Sanzang and his disciples encountered one or two strange little demons every few miles. At first, Sun Wukong found it amusing and killed them casually, but after killing more than a dozen in a row, the monkey got annoyed.

"How come there are so many ignorant flies in this remote and desolate place!" Sun Wukong slung his golden cudgel over his shoulder in annoyance, turned around and glared at Zhu Bajie, "Idiot, if there are any more of these lowlifes ahead, you and Sha Wujing can deal with them. Don't tire out my old cudgel!"

Pigsy grumbled and complained, "Brother Monkey, you're just lazy. You could have easily killed these little demons with a breath, but you have to make me do it."

Even so, when Fan Yuan's two clones jumped out again, Zhu Bajie still took the initiative to step forward.

"Are you all blind? How dare you block your grandpa's way!"

Pigsy roared and swung his nine-toothed rake fiercely.

In an instant, nine chilling rays of light flashed and disappeared.

"Pfft!"

The clone was instantly pierced, and even the demon soul was crushed by that Weak Water True Meaning.

On the other side, Sha Wujing silently swung his demon-subduing staff. As the staff was swung, a sense of the weight of the sand that had been buried for thousands of years at the bottom of the Flowing Sand River could be faintly felt. With one strike, another clone was instantly reduced to dust.

Inside the inn.

Fan Yuan was startled.

"Hmm? Something's changed!"

His eyes lit up. Sun Wukong's attacks were too pure and too fast. His clones died before they could even feel anything. But Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing's attacks had obvious attribute characteristics.

"Choose a memory fragment!"

boom!

In the next instant, Fan Yuan seemed to be in the Milky Way above the heavens, surrounded by the pitch-black Weak Water, which had a slight deflection and sluggishness.

Then, the scene shifted, and he seemed to sink to the bottom of the quicksand river once again, the endless sand essence pressing against every inch of his skin, the heaviness of which was incredibly clear.

He quickly activated the rudimentary form of his supernatural power, the third level of the Mountain Collapse Technique.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the already nascent Weak Water True Meaning and Sinking Sand Essence began to frantically absorb this newly surging in of memories and insights.

"call----"

After a long while, Fan Yuan let out a long breath, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

If a clone dies under a supernatural power, there is a chance that the clone will return to the rudimentary form of the supernatural power. Once the rudimentary form of the supernatural power is mastered, and clones are repeatedly killed by the same supernatural power, the feedback from the memory fragments can even help one to comprehend the power of this rudimentary form, thereby strengthening the true meaning in one's sea of ​​consciousness.

If this cycle is properly utilized, the pace at which one transforms the rudimentary form of supernatural power into a truly great supernatural power will be greatly accelerated.

Fan Yuan was once again amazed. Besides the cultivation boost, the memory fragment function of the [Primordial Myriad Appearances Mirror] brought him another great surprise.

As for the effect of reflecting back the true form's hidden function on the White Bone Demon, there is still no clue. However, up to this point, Fan Yuan has taken a further step in mastering the core usage of this treasure.

He glanced at the jade bottle beside him, which had been full of Blood Spirit Pills, but was now completely empty.

Without the replenishment of his vital energy, his efficiency in condensing clones also decreased significantly.

Fan Yuan paused his actions and carefully sensed his internal state.