I live in a desert island property

Zhang Ming boarded the awning boat and went to his own sailboat. As the tower gradually moved away, he felt a little different.

He is already a "chess player" playing games on the chessboard!

"Now everything is ready, only the last move is left."

"Death panic, there are still 5 seconds to hedge."

"It should take a few seconds for Gu Gu's last wish to counteract the 'will to survive'."

"There is only one saint's soul left as the last key point."

Shimama was surprised: (Are you going to sacrifice yourself?)

"Of course not, I'm going to kill myself and cultivate a saint-level soul clone!" Zhang Ming said lightly.

Shi Mama was startled, Lao Zhang actually has such a talent?

"Of course, I, Emperor Zhang, am very strong." Lao Zhang said with a smile.

Ordinary soul breaking, once every half a month, does not cost any price.

Cultivating a stronger clone requires lifespan!

Zhang Ming estimates that it may take about three to five hundred years of lifespan to make the soul strength comparable to the saint level among the blue crystal people.

Ordinary people can't play with this kind of talent at all. For three to five hundred years, even a strong person with the limit of the spirit can't squander so much life at will.

Zhang Ming explained: "The saints of the Lanjing people also have standards."

"To break through the three barriers of the human limit, in fact, only 200 attributes, but the spiritual limit requires 10,000 attributes. The span in between is really too big."

"So there are some standard divisions among saints. They believe that as long as one of the attributes reaches about 4000, there will be some kind of qualitative change in the soul, which can leave the body for a short time. I naturally meet this standard."

Shi Mama sneered and said: (What if there is another accident? There is no such thing as a will now, go to appease the worm of time and space.)

"You mean the calamity of the world? I can't control that thing..."

Zhang Ming sighed: "But it's not a big problem. I sent the main body far away, and then let the clone operate everything. Even if there are some accidents, it shouldn't implicate myself."

"Anyway, after the avatar led the attack, it died directly."

The lifespan of a few hundred years is only, he can afford it!

Shimama fell silent.

No matter what, who would want to miss the opportunity to hunt a demon god?

Even Shimama itself is eager to see the big scene... This is a great opportunity at the historical level!

Has Xuanwu encountered such a terrifying opportunity in the past million years?

No.

In Zhang Ming's lifetime, he should... and only win the lottery once.

If you miss it, there will be no more!

Thinking of the beauty, it understood, and couldn't help but make a weird "quack quack".

...

After returning to his sailboat, Zhang Ming began the final careful planning.

He first studied the spar left by "Gu".

The last wish of this spar is indeed related to "hedging the desire to survive".

"Although I don't know how many seconds it can be hedged...but I have killed a lot of the will to survive, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Then, on a dark and windy night, Zhang Ming began the steps of beheading himself.

This knife is really difficult.

When I think of cutting my own soul, I feel like ants are crawling around in my mind.

Left brain: Are you sure you want to cut it? This knife, cut, there is no way to regret it.

Right Brain: Hurry up! As long as the knife is fast enough, no pain will be felt!

In the end, Zhang Ming could only muster up his courage, and made up his mind in front of his friends: "My friends, I must tell you something. I accidentally obtained a peerless sword technique. No one who practiced martial arts can resist the method of moves. I need...I need...to cut myself..."

Xiao Bai's eyes flickered, wondering why Lao Zhang went crazy again.

Seeing that it couldn't understand the meme, Lao Zhang could only be a little more serious, and licked his dry lips: "Anyway, I'm going to do something very dangerous. After I do it, I may be in a coma for a long time. I hope Everyone, take good care of me and don't let me die on the bed."

I understood this, so Xiaobai rolled his eyes, motioned Zhang Ming to put on adult diapers, and then fell into a coma.

(It doesn't matter how long you faint.)

(As long as my turtle is alive, this bite of food is indispensable.)

Zhang Ming felt a little dissatisfied, he didn't want to wear adult diapers, so he called "Turtle King" a few times, trying to curry favor with Xiao Bai.

The only one who is normal, Xiaobai, keeps rolling his eyes, really thinking that everyone... no, every turtle eats this, right?

On the contrary, that shitty servant girl was very dissatisfied when she heard the name "Turtle Emperor". You Xiaobai is the Turtle Emperor, so what is my ancestor? Shi Dadi's compulsive style is gone in an instant!

Under the eaves, Zhang Ming had to bow his head. Helpless, he really pinched his nose and put on adult diapers.

These diapers were found from the original plane and have been preserved for so many years. I didn't expect it to come in handy now...

"I'm so noble, yet I have to be so humble in front of this group of animals." Zhang Ming looked at brother Hao's kind dog face with a pink tongue sticking out, always feeling something was wrong.

"Brother Hao, don't eat my shit!"

"Wow!"

Xiaobai is very smart, but actually very lazy.

Brother Hao is stupid, but very diligent.

The job of taking care of patients is actually not Xiaobai, but...Brother Hao?

Of course, he didn't have much choice, and after the order, he started the process of soul splitting.

Crack the soul! !

The soul is out of the body again.

In this small dark room, Zhang Ming's soul rapidly inflated like a balloon. It was a weird, uncomfortable feeling, like fat building up in the flesh, giving it a subtle dullness.

"Cultivation of the soul is a very difficult thing. Now I have practiced it in advance, which is a good thing." Zhang Ming experienced that subtle feeling.

Actively promoting the growth of the soul will directly deduct the lifespan.

Normally, it doesn't make much sense.

Soul strength needs quality, not "puffiness".

But now... in order to split into a more powerful daughter body, this is the only way to go.

With the continuous deduction of lifespan, after an hour, the soul has swelled a lot, and it is not compatible with the body, but it is still far from enough.

Zhang Ming bit the bullet and kept transferring attributes, devoting his lifespan to it.

After deducting 500 attribute points all the time, this crazy expansion gradually stopped!

At this time, his soul turned into a ball.

The original appearance was almost the same as the flesh, but now it has become an inflated ball.

"This is the limit we can afford!"

Seeing that the total attribute was only 10420 points, Lao Zhang felt very distressed, as if Zhou Papi had spent five hundred taels of silver, and his heart was trembling.

Of course, after investing 500 years of lifespan, the soul has actually grown to its limit, and it is meaningless to invest more lifespans

After completing this series of steps, Lao Zhang began to transfer his core memory to one side of the "ball".

The whole process was somewhat idealistic, and it was completed in just a split second.

After everything was ready, he was frightened and growled, "Call!"

On the surface of the soul that swelled into a ball, a purple current appeared!

Like a hula hoop, this electric snake forms a searing electric ring.

Although he had made quite a lot of psychological preparations, he still felt his scalp tingling when things came to an end.

"This is the real King of Thunder and Lightning."

The ruthless old Zhang found that the more he massaged himself, the more terrified he became, so he just bit the bullet, didn't think about anything, and cut it off.

That purple electric current slashed viciously across the surface of the soul!

His soul was split into two halves!

"What kind of feeling is this?" Zhang Ming looked at the broken place in disbelief, his pupils dilated.

The avatar and the main body, only the last little point is left to connect with each other.

Before his body could react, he quickly controlled his soul to return to his body!

Then, the whites of his eyes were exposed... and he passed out without hesitation.

...

...

I don't know how long the coma lasted this time.

Zhang Ming faintly woke up from that sleepy state. The familiar environment brought him a subtle sense of security. He had a splitting headache, his throat was dry and thirsty, and his muscles were weak. It seems that he has not been so weak for a long time.

"Water..." A few words came out of his throat.

"water……"

"Woof!" Brother Hao quickly picked up a bowl, scooped a bowl of water from the water tank, and handed it to Zhang Ming's mouth.

"Hahahaha!" Brother Hao exhaled hot air, happily licking Lao Zhang's hand.

The bowls are filled with freshly collected dew. The most indispensable thing in the ocean is water vapor. If you arrange a dew collector every night, the fresh water is not too lacking.

Lao Zhang drank several bowls of water in a row before he slowly regained his senses, exhaling, exhaling, exhaling, exhaling.

"meal……"

Brother Hao took another piece of dried monster meat, and Lao Zhang ate it directly, regardless of what kind of meat it was.

The intake of nutrients brings new vitality to the body.

About three hours later, Zhang Ming slowly recovered from that weak state.

Look at the time.

"I've been in a coma for more than a month..."

Now there are two souls in the body, one is the main body, and the other is a soul clone comparable to the main body.

As for the results of this operation...

"Whoosh", the soul avatar scurried back and forth among the clothes, perfectly executing Zhang Ming's idea.

It seems to be better than expected, whether it is the control authority of the body or the primary and secondary relationship between the soul, there are strict restrictions.

There is no possibility of the so-called "reversal of primary and secondary".

To put it bluntly, the avatar has no personality, nor does it have any memory. It is equivalent to a blank piece of paper, 100% controlled by the main body.

Soul splitting, as a natural ability, has evolved to a very mature level, otherwise those donkey-headed monsters would have exterminated themselves due to internal chaos.

Of course, for Zhang Ming, this ability has serious side effects, and he really doesn't want to create such a clone unless it is absolutely necessary.