World Wide Martial Art

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Zhou Qingmu's face became a little pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead gradually seeped out and rolled down.

He was about to collapse and couldn't help but look at Si Yun Wuhui.

Creating another Ye Feng was too costly for Zhou Qingmu. Just building the skeleton would take him out of energy.

“Just go ahead and do it.”

Si Yun Wuhui's voice was calm, and the palm of his right hand was placed behind Zhou Qingmu, and the billowing energy poured into the latter's body like a tide.

This is the power of the divine realm, containing great power and mystery, and it is endless.

With Si Yun Wuhui's help, Zhou Qingmu's movements became faster.

Not only have all the bones become real, but a thread of Dao Yuanli has also constructed real blood vessels, meridians, and internal organs.

Everyone present was amazed at such a method, and even Si Yun Wuhui's eyes were always twinkling.

Zhou Qingmu's talent in this area is unparalleled and is simply miraculous.

“It’s such an amazing feat of creation.”

Ye Feng stared at the constantly forming "Ye Feng", feeling huge waves in his heart.

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly, and "Ye Feng" was completely created by the combined efforts of Si Yun Wuhui and Zhou Qingmu.

"Only the eyes are lifeless, soulless, and a fly in the ointment."

Si Yun Wuhui looked at it for a long time, shook his head and sighed.

But it has been done well enough. If Zhou Qingmu can really give souls, wouldn't he really become the creator?

Fake Ye Feng's heart was beating loudly and his blood was constantly flowing. Ye Feng could hear the faint sound coming from his body and couldn't help but look at Zhou Qingmu with great admiration.

"Okay, okay! This is enough to confuse the fake with the real thing!"

"Even if the demon clan's powerful master comes in person, he won't notice anything wrong if he doesn't observe carefully."

"That's it, let's arrange for Ye Feng to leave Yuanmeng immediately."

After Pingtian and others saw "Ye Feng", they couldn't help but marveled, and then planned to send Ye Feng out immediately.

Snapped!

But at this moment, a clear voice sounded.

The eyes of Zhou Huanling and others were immediately attracted, and then they froze on the spot, looking at Zhou Qingmu in disbelief.

Ye Feng was also stunned, because just now, Zhou Qingmu chopped the fake Ye Feng's head in half!

"What are you doing?"

Ziqin lowered her eyelids and looked at Zhou Qingmu with some dissatisfaction.

"Senior, don't blame me. I did this for a reason. Please take a look."

Zhou Qingmu smiled confidently and showed the fake Ye Feng's head to everyone.

Everyone cast their gaze over. In their sight, there was no brain in the fake Ye Feng's head. Instead, there were flying threads of Yuanli.

"what do you mean?"

Even Si Yun Wuhui couldn't understand it at this moment.

After all, in this field, Zhou Qingmu is many times more powerful than him.

"This is the core of operating this prosthetic body."

Zhou Qingmu smiled and suddenly called softly, "Green grass."

"I am here."

A cheerful cry sounded, and everyone saw a little shepherd boy appear on Zhou Qingmu's shoulder, with a whip in his hand.

"Little shepherd boy?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, wondering why Zhou Qingmu called this grass elf out.

"Qingcao, I have long said that I will create a human body for you, and now I have succeeded."

Zhou Qingmu looked at the little book spirit whom he named Qingcao with a bright smile.

"real?"

Qingcao waved his whip and followed Zhou Qingmu's gaze to see the fake Ye Feng, and then looked at the real Ye Feng.

"Does it look the same as him?"

Qingcao's words made everyone smile, while Zhou Qingmu put Qingcao into the palm of his hand and let himself enter the fake Ye Feng's head.

"Those threads, use your Yuan Power to manipulate them, and you will understand their meaning."

Zhou Qingmu said to Qingcao.

"Um."

Qingcao glanced at Ye Feng cautiously, and saw that he was not angry, but smiling, as if to encourage himself, then he stretched out his palm, and a stream of Yuanli floated towards the thin lines of Yuanli suspended around him.

"Buzz!"

Yuanli connected with Yuanli, a buzzing sound sounded, and everyone saw the fake Ye Feng's hands and feet move.

Immediately afterwards, when all the threads were connected together, Qingcao's eyes became dull, but Fake Yefeng's eyes became lively.

"This feels...so amazing."

Fake Ye Feng moved, took steps, and walked in the secret room. After a while, he was running as fast as flying, happily running in the small secret room. From time to time, he came in front of everyone, looking at everyone with bright eyes, comparing their height and body.

After a while, Qingcao stopped in silence, but his eyes couldn't help but shed tears, and he murmured: "Is this the human body?"

Qingcao looked at Zhou Qingmu, her tone still a little unconfident, "Am I a human too?"

"Of course you are."

Zhou Qingmu smiled and patted Qingcao's shoulder encouragingly. Now Qingcao was driving the fake Ye Feng, looking exactly like Ye Feng himself, but everyone present could notice the difference.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and the grass is the spirit of the grass and trees transformed into the spirit of the book. His heart is pure without any magazines. His eyes are also clear and translucent, like a clear spring.

After listening to Zhou Qingmu's words, Qingcao became more and more excited, but he still turned around, looked at Ye Feng and whispered: "Brother, I used your body, you won't blame me, right?"

"how come?"

Ye Feng shook his head, looking a little ashamed. He knew very well that this body was used to attract the attention of the demon clan and create opportunities for him to escape.

In other words, whether it is Zhou Qingmu, Zi Qin and others who guard this body, or Qing Cao who takes control of this body, they all take great risks in order to protect themselves.

Under such circumstances, it was too late for Ye Feng to be grateful, so how could he blame him?

"From now on, this body will be called Ye Qingcao, and you will be my brother Ye Feng."

Ye Feng looked at the identical self in front of him and said solemnly.

"Ye Feng's younger brother?"

Ye Qingcao nodded, and Zhou Qingmu beside him also smiled.

Qingcao, a book spirit transformed from a plant spirit, was first discovered by Zhou Qingmu in a dangerous mountain stream. At that time, Qingcao encountered a demon clan and wanted to devour it, but Zhou Qingmu rescued Qingcao.

From then on, Qingcao followed Zhou Qingmu, and Zhou Qingmu also named him Qingcao.

Green trees, green grass.

Zhou Qingmu regards Qingcao as his younger brother. Now Ye Feng has entrusted his surname to Qingcao and regards Qingcao as his younger brother. Seeing Qingcao being recognized by others, Zhou Qingmu is very happy for him.

The innocent green grass is loved by everyone. Even Pingtian and Ziqin are very kind and caring towards green grass.

Si Yun Wuhui, on the other hand, was looking at the green grass and was lost in thought. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhou Qingmu.

"Aoki, can this body you created be cultivated?"

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu nodded confidently, "Of course you can. Not only can you practice, you can also condense the sea of ​​qi in your dantian and use your magical powers. There is no difference between you and a real person."

"In this way, if the body you create is big enough, humans can also take over it. Even according to who created it, the fake body can still have that person's talent and physical body?"

Si Yun Wuhui's tone was extremely serious, which made everyone in the secret room quiet down. Even Ye Qingmu, who had just obtained a new body, stood aside honestly.

"yes."

Zhou Qingmu looked at Si Yun Wuhui with some confusion, wondering why he took this matter so seriously.

"You don't know yet what you have created, what feats you have performed!"

Si Yun Wuhui couldn't help but curl his lips towards his ears, his cheeks trembled slightly, he was obviously extremely excited.

He slapped Zhou Qingmu hard twice, almost knocking the latter to the ground.

"You can create a fake Ye Feng, and you can create a fake me, or even a more powerful existence!"

Si Yun Wuhui's eyes were burning, and he gasped heavily in his nose, "Even! Even if you put the runes on me into the fake body, you can have all my abilities.

If there is a sufficient supply of energy, the other me can also explode with the same power as the original one! "