txolops Chapter 134
Chapter 134
The old Taoist stared intently at Lin Xuan, not daring to speak, a chill running down his spine as he began to suspect that this might be a trap.
The Taoist priest in front of me, who effortlessly sent the martial artist flying, is definitely not a simple character.
"Could it be that Qingyangzi knew we were coming all along, so he spent a fortune to bring in this outside help?"
"But that doesn't make sense! This young Taoist priest looks quite young, yet he possesses such cultivation; he must have a remarkable background."
"Where did that old man get the connections to hire such a helper?"
The old Taoist priest was in a state of utter confusion, and sweat poured down his forehead.
At this moment, Wen Yong, the martial arts master who had just been sent flying, barely managed to get up from the ground, limped over to the old Taoist priest, and panted:
"Ke Cong, something seems off about this kid..."
The old Taoist priest's face turned ugly when he heard the martial artist call out his Taoist name. Did you even need to say that?
Anyone who isn't blind can see that!
He turned around and glared at Wen Yong, telling him to shut up.
However, seeing that Wen Yong hadn't been killed by Lin Xuan, the old Taoist priest's panic lessened considerably.
He casually waved his whisk, taking the opportunity to wipe the sweat from his brow, then bowed to Lin Xuan and asked:
"Fellow Daoist, could it be that Qingyangzi entrusted this Daoist temple to you?"
"If that's the case, then please tell us where Qingyangzi went."
He carefully chose his words, not wanting to fall out with Lin Xuan.
But at this moment, the other disciples of the Taoist temple became happy.
When Wen Yong and Lao Dao Ke Cong came in just now, their auras were so strong that they were too scared to speak.
However, it now seems that these two are not very capable at all; even Mingyue could easily knock them away.
"Mingyue has only just begun her studies and hasn't learned any skills yet, but I've been following my master for several years and have even cultivated magical power!" A middle-aged Taoist's eyes lit up, thinking this was a good opportunity.
He walked out smugly, came up to old Daoke Cong, raised his head, and looked down at people.
"Old man, how dare you address our master by his given name?"
Ke Cong glanced at the disciple but couldn't discern any magical power in him.
However, with Lin Xuan's example before him, he dared not be arrogant and said in a deep voice:
"I'm an old friend of your master, so of course I can address him by his first name!"
Then he looked at Lin Xuan again, waiting for Lin Xuan's reply.
Lin Xuan ignored his gaze and continued studying the jade slip. After a moment, he suddenly laughed.
"I see."
This statement puzzled many people. What was Senior Brother Mingyue saying?
Even Mingxin is the same.
Although he had already realized that the jade slip in Lin Xuan's hand was the one he had just given him, he hadn't figured out anything else.
Logically speaking, no sooner had Qingyangzi fled than the martial arts master and the old Taoist priest arrived.
It's clear that these two were not easy to deal with, which is why Qingyangzi fled at the mere sight of them.
But how could Lin Xuan possibly defeat them?
Just as Mingxin hesitated, someone else jumped out—it was Tan De.
He ran up behind Wen Yong, helped the martial arts master up, and asked him about his well-being. Then he stared at Lin Xuan with wide eyes.
"Seniors, don't be fooled by this guy! He only became Qingyangzi's disciple yesterday, how could he possibly be any powerful figure?"
"In my opinion, he probably just got this protective item from somewhere and is just putting on an act!"
After listening, Ke Cong remained noncommittal, pondered for a while, and then said:
"Perhaps he wants to learn some unique magic from Qingyangzi?"
Tan De sneered, "If you were truly so capable, why would you need to become Qingyangzi's disciple?"
"Simply come to their doorstep, demonstrate your strength, and then force Qingyangzi to teach you magic. Would Qingyangzi dare refuse?"
This makes a lot of sense, and even Ke Cong couldn't answer it, so he looked at Lin Xuan again.
Lin Xuan, of course, did not answer, focusing only on studying the jade slip.
He wouldn't tell them that he was going to face the Heavenly Army tomorrow, which was why he didn't want to waste time.
Lin Xuan knew, of course, that he didn't have to follow the game's settings from his previous life in everything; he could take the initiative.
Even without the help of the game system, one can still learn rudimentary spells and techniques through one's own comprehension.
But how long would this take? Lin Xuan had no idea.
If it takes several days and delays important matters, then it will be too late to regret it.
However, after Lin Xuan received the jade slip from Qingyangzi not long ago, he was still curious and tried to comprehend it himself.
As a result, he gained a lot from his research.
Back when he was still in Hangzhou, Lin Xuan used his water control technique to create a clone and fool Bai Suzhen.
The method of creating clones in the jade slip is remarkably similar to Lin Xuan's method at the time.
"That's true. Most methods in the world, if they appear similar on the outside, should have roughly the same underlying logic... unless it's an innate supernatural power."
"Something like Sun Wukong's extraterrestrial clones would definitely not follow this pattern."
"It's a pity I'm a scaly race, without fur, otherwise I could give it a try."
Lin Xuan suddenly laughed because he was thinking about these things.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his clone technique, causing the spiritual energy in his dantian to flow rapidly.
Several large water vats were placed in a corner in the distance.
This place was originally used for cooking, and since fire was frequently used, it was natural to need to store water.
As Lin Xuan circulated his cultivation technique, the surface of the water vat rippled and undulated, but no water spilled out.
Soon, the clear water condensed and took shape, becoming the likeness of Lin Xuan, even wearing the exact same clothes.
It can only imitate the appearance; it still has the same plain texture and cannot be mistaken for the real thing.
Moreover, his eyes were lifeless, his movements were stiff, and he didn't seem alive.
【Ding! 】
You have mastered the "Art of Cloning" (Beginner Level)
Lin Xuan opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at the scene, a look of joy on his face.
This was the first time he had comprehended a cultivation technique through his own understanding, so he was naturally very happy.
But he quickly calmed down. The technique of creating clones was not a particularly sophisticated method, especially since he was only practicing a beginner-level technique.
That clone was only level 20, while Lin Xuan himself was already level 45.
Moreover, the clone did not possess any special skills or abilities; in the game's parlance, it was a blank character.
It has high health and attack power, but no skills; it can only use basic attacks.
Releasing the clone technique also consumes a lot of mana. With Lin Xuan's current mana, he can only create a maximum of five clones.
These few clones alone are simply not enough to defeat any powerful enemy, let alone compare to Sun Wukong's extraterrestrial clones.
Lin Xuan remained silent, which made Ke Cong's thoughts increasingly complicated. He shook his head and said:
"Since you are unwilling to tell the truth, then so be it. We'll take our leave!"
After saying this, he pulled the martial arts instructor Wen Yong and turned to leave.
Wen Yong was very confused and glared at him, asking, "We're just leaving like this? That would be too embarrassing! Besides, aren't we going to look for Qingyangzi anymore?"
Old Daoist Ke Cong glared back, exasperated. "You're still bringing up Qingyangzi? That old codger ran away a long time ago, don't you know that?"
The two men stared at each other, standing motionless, when Tan De interjected:
"Seniors, I'm telling the truth! That Mingyue is truly..."
"Shut up!" Old Daoist Ke Cong interrupted impatiently.
But this time, Lin Xuan finally looked up, glanced curiously at Tan De, and said softly:
"That's interesting."