Cthulhu in the Sharingan

The shadow clone mantra has great significance to Su Chi.

First, it can assist in cultivation.

I have a pair of sharingan eyes that can quickly learn any move, including spell swordsmanship, but how to apply it requires a shadow clone to speed up the training.

Secondly, various alibi can be created.

The secrets about him must be kept absolutely confidential, whether from the official or the White Night Church. In addition, he is a serious human being, which makes it easier for Su Chi to do many things.

Because aliens cannot possess spiritual power, just like normal humans cannot use spells.

Su Chi is obviously an outlier.

Seeing his clone practicing diligently, Su Chi was not idle either. Looking at the mirror in the private room, the kaleidoscope in his left eye rotated at high speed.

There was no one on the observatory.

Su Chi, who transformed into Hidan, was dressed as a cultist. He held the scroll of the Flying Thunder God in his hand and studied it carefully.

Although the variant text used was complex and profound, Su Chi could understand every character, word, and symbol.

Together, Su Chi wouldn't.

He deliberately consumed the gray mist to bring this scroll into the Kingdom of God, because Flying Thunder God is worth it. Once he masters it, his combat effectiveness will be a qualitative leap.

The first step is to mark objects such as kunai with your own Flying Thunder God symbol as a space marking point.

This is the first step and a particularly important step.

If you don't have this space marker and directly launch the Flying Thunder God, you won't be able to control the direction and location of the teleportation, and there's a high chance that it will be torn apart by space cracks.

There are no rules for the pattern, but the important thing is that there can't be any problems with the lines on it, and the most difficult to control mental power must be used.

Even the slightest distraction may cause the entire Flying Thunder God Mark to collapse.

In the real world, if Su Chi wants to be absolutely focused, it may take some time to adapt.

But in the gray fog, as long as he wants it, everything is possible.

"What shape should I design? My body needs to be disguised as an ordinary genius, so the pattern cannot be related to anything on my body."

Su Chi muttered, although Flying Thunder God does not need to form a seal, after all, it is such a thing that does not consume spiritual power. In front of interested people, it is still possible to expose the secret of the spell.

But if it has nothing to do with oneself, the mental association may not be able to connect to the Mark of Flying Thunder God, which is quite dangerous.

Then the question comes,

What is something that impresses me deeply, but in the eyes of others, it is difficult to see that it is related to me?

Su Chi thought for a moment: "Then let's add another vest, just to create the image of a small organization full of talents."

Namikaze Minato was the easiest thing to associate with the Flying Thunder God, but Su Chi had long forgotten the appearance of Namikaze Minato's Flying Thunder God's exclusive mark.

Is it possible to carve Minato's face on it?

That would be a bit too low.

If Uzumaki Naruto puts on the red cloud robe, it will definitely look cool.

Su Chi narrowed his eyes. He clearly remembered the pattern of the Five Elements Seal on Naruto's belly, which easily reminded him of Minato's Flying Thunder God.

The humans in this world have no knowledge of Naruto.

After sketching the pattern, comes the most difficult part that tests your talent.

Su Chi quickly crossed his legs to do it. He was not going to use the power of the gray mist for this step. He could practice sketching the pattern first to familiarize himself with the general feeling.

But in terms of talent, if you don’t have it.

So if you practice it very well in the Kingdom of God, it will not have any effect in reality.

Close your eyes,

Empty your mind and feel everything around you, trying to connect to the mark of the Flying Thunder God you left behind.

He felt carefully that the Flying Thunder God's mark was condensed by his own mental power. As long as he had a little space talent, he should be able to sense it.

One minute.

Five minutes.

half an hour.

Sweat started to fall on Su Chi's forehead bit by bit, and he began to feel a little nervous.

Another half hour passed,

Nothing has been gained.

I don't know how much time passed, but Su Chi completely let his mind go, not thinking about it or remembering it, and concentrated on sensing it.

finally,

In the dark mind, a bright spot appeared.

Opening his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

As long as he had talent in this area, Su Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Being able to sense it means that Su Chi has the opportunity to write about the flying thunder god!

So next step,

It should be trying to teleport.

Calm down your mind, and when everything is ready, decisively use the methods in the scroll to try to connect to the Mark of the Flying Thunder God.

The result was an obvious failure.

After trying dozens of times, Su Chi still gained nothing.

"I should be an omniscient and omnipotent being here. I have clearly understood the things in the scroll through the gray mist, but only when I really learn them do I realize that this is not an ordinary difficulty."

He couldn't help but sigh, it was so difficult for him to learn even though he had so many cheats.

I don’t know how this guy Hei Jue learned it.

Damn genius.

After leaving this kingdom of God, the tumor on the back of Su Chi's head, which represented the degree of mental pollution, suddenly swelled crazily.

"Meow?!……"

Shi Sanxiang twitched on the side, and the moment just now almost stretched her.

Took out the phone to check the time. More than 6 hours have passed.

"Sorry, there are still a few waves to come. You try to hold on." Su Chi scratched his head and said naively.

In the kingdom of God, any physical damage cannot be brought back to reality.

But mental pollution is an exception.

The price to pay for the spell is mental pollution, which will reduce SAN value.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

All the shadow clones turned into white smoke.

Shisanxiang opened his mouth slightly, as if it was filled with something, and could only make a squeaking sound.

The raised butt slowly fell down, and the empty and transparent tentacle slowly said back.

The cat pupil who had no desire to live looked at Su Chi quietly.

Grievance.

Resentment.

Pitiful.

"Oh, oh, oh, the cat is so good to you, but you treat her like this, you scumbag!"

The little ghost girl floated out of Shisanxiang's body with a look of discomfort on her face, pointed at Su Chi's nose, and said sullenly.

She, who was possessed by Shisanxiang, also directly felt the experience just now.

Su Chi touched his head innocently: "Ahem... How about I make a few delicious meals to compensate you?"

Li Jiajia widened her eyes: "Do you think we are so easy to fool? Just a few meals can solve it?"

"Meow meow!"

Shisanxiang also called twice, although Su Chi didn't understand.

"Twenty meals of cat food are not okay?"

"Do you think I'm so easy to fool!"

"Then what do you want?"

"Thirty meals can't be less!"

Su Chi: "..."