After thinking for a while, he decided to take the risk and try again.
Thus, after Liu Ming let out a light breath, he raised one hand, and a wind blade immediately shot out with a sound of breaking air.
With a flash of green light, the wind blade passed by "his" arm.
With a "pu" sound, a wound a few inches long appeared, and light golden blood gushed out from it.
Before Liu Ming was surprised, he first felt a pain on his arm. After a moment of shock, he quickly rolled up his sleeve. After taking a closer look, his pupils suddenly shrank.
On his arm, there was also a thin wound a few inches long, and bright red blood gushed out from it.
Liu Ming's face was a little pale. He raised his head and looked at the wound on Liu Ming's arm, then looked at the wound on his own arm. No matter the position or shape, it was exactly the same. There was no difference at all.
His mind was instantly in a mess.
At this time, even if he couldn't figure it out, he understood that the "Liu Ming" in front of him was obviously not some evil demon that he originally suspected, but had a great connection with him.
After all, Liu Ming was not an ordinary person. After calming his mind, he took out a glyph from his sleeve and slapped it on the wound.
Immediately, spots of green light flashed, and the wound quickly healed. In a moment, only a faint trace of blood was left.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he looked at the "Liu Ming" opposite him.
He saw that the wound on the other party's arm had also healed, and only a shallow scar was left.
Seeing this, Liu Ming was completely stunned.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally let out a bitter laugh. His gaze finally moved away from the opposite party, and he looked at the entire space again.
The current mysterious space was obviously much wider than last time.
It seemed that as his Fa Li increased, this space would also increase in size.
However, apart from the increase in space and the inexplicable appearance of the second "him", everything else was the same as before. There was nothing different.
After thinking for a while, Liu Ming immediately found a place far away from the second "him" and sat down cross-legged. He then quietly thought.
Just like that, time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming finally came back to his senses. He then looked at the distant "himself", and a helpless expression appeared on his face.
Not long ago, after racking his brains, he finally confirmed that this thing was probably related to the mysterious coma he had in the secret realm.
He remembered very clearly that in the strange dream he had when he was unconscious, he saw another "him" with a shocking aura.
After all, after the appearance of the demonic hand, the mysterious bubble in his body inexplicably appeared, and then became extremely abnormal.
After all, the mysterious bubble in his body inexplicably appeared after the demonic hand appeared, and it became extremely abnormal.
It was even possible that the disappearance of the demonic hand was related to this.
In this way, after comprehensive consideration, the "himself" in front of him should have been created because of the demonic hand, but for some unknown reason, it also had an extremely close connection with him. That was why the strange thing of him being injured when the other party was injured would occur.
Although the specific process was too complicated, and Liu Ming could not figure it out himself, he was finally able to roughly analyze the reason.
Although he found the reason, how to deal with this matter was naturally still a headache. He was not even sure if this "himself" was really a living thing.
Of course, what made Liu Ming the most helpless was naturally that he could not really use any extreme methods against the other party.
Otherwise, with his temperament, he would naturally have to deal with this unknown danger directly in order to truly be at ease.
After thinking quickly for a while, Liu Ming could only think of a way to first trap the "himself" in front of him.
Therefore, after shaking his head, he took out a stack of formation flags and began to set them up around the second "Liu Ming".
When Liu Ming finished setting up all the formation flags, he made a one-handed gesture and pointed with one finger. Immediately, the small formation in front of him buzzed loudly, and a layer of white light appeared, covering "Liu Ming" under it.
Liu Ming looked at the white light, and then looked at the silver chains and talismans on "himself" opposite him. His expression finally relaxed a little.
In this situation, if the "himself" in front of him really did anything strange, he should be able to detect it immediately.
As Liu Ming thought about it, he finally decided to put this matter behind him and start his own training.
But before that, he first used his mind to communicate with the Demon Flying Skull.
As a result, under his strict command, the Demon Flying Skull still flew away from the opposite "Liu Ming" with a look of awe and came to his side.
Only then did Liu Ming's heart relax. He then ordered the Demon Flying Skull and Bone Scorpion to go to the side and practice their own methods of attack.
Thus, after a flash, the two of them arrived near a grey wall of Qi. One of them moved his tail hook, transforming into a series of afterimages that stabbed forward in a frenzy. The other's long hair stood on end, transforming into countless streaks of light that pierced forward.
As for Liu Ming, he began to silently practice the Icicle Technique.
Just like that, time passed day by day.
At the beginning, Liu Ming was still very careful to pay attention to the second "him", afraid that there would suddenly be an abnormality.
But as one month, two months, three to four months passed, the other did not move at all. Thus, he gradually relaxed and really treated it as a dead object. He began to put all of his energy into spell training.
Although the Icicle Technique was a middle grade spell, it was relatively difficult to practice. The current Liu Ming's Fa Li was far more profound than the last time he entered the mysterious space. The number of times he could release the Icicle Technique per day was several times more than before.
As a result, his cultivation speed suddenly increased.
Two years later, on a day.
Liu Ming made a hand sign with both his hands and muttered an incantation. Dots of blue light quickly condensed in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a seemingly ordinary icicle condensed. However, the color of the icicle changed from light to a dark color. Its entire body emitted a strange crystal light.
With a flick of his wrist, the icicle immediately shot out with a piercing sound. After a few flashes, it reached the gray wall a hundred feet away and exploded with a deep blue light.
After a "chi la" sound, a strange cold air rolled out. The wall of air within a few dozen feet was immediately covered by a layer of cold ice. Moreover, in the blink of an eye, it thickened and became a foot thick ice wall.
Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyebrows jumped. He changed the hand sign and raised one hand. A cyan wind blade shot towards the ice wall in front of him.
"Peng!"
The wind blade fiercely landed on the ice wall, but it only left a groove that was a few inches deep before collapsing on its own.
Seeing this, Liu Ming's face lit up. He raised his hand and drew a line in the air in front of him. Dots of red light appeared and condensed into a scarlet red fireball.
"Go!"
Liu Ming's sleeve shook in front of him and the fireball flew out.
With a "hong" sound, the fireball exploded on the ice wall and turned into rolling flames that splattered in all directions.
However, after all of the flames had disappeared, only a small area on the surface of the ice wall had melted.
The smile on Liu Ming's face naturally became a bit wider.
The power of the Large Success Icicle Technique was indeed far greater than the Large Success Fireball Technique and Wind Blade Technique.
The only flaw was that it was a little slow in casting spells.
In the remaining time, Liu Ming began to silently comprehend the "Great Symbol Sword Technique" under the circumstances where he didn't have any other techniques to practice.
Before this, he had already comprehended the technique to cultivate the Great Symbol Sword Embryo. Next, he planned to see if he could comprehend more useful things from it.
However, after comprehending it for a dozen or so days, he gave up on this matter.
It was obvious that the remaining parts of the sword technique were for cultivators above the Spirit Master level to comprehend. The technique was too profound and without a certain level of cultivation, it would be impossible to comprehend it.
The other Dragon Tiger Hell Method was the same.
However, with this, Liu Ming couldn't find anything else to do for a while.
In the next few days, he decided to study the second "him".
In the end, he really did find some strange things about the second "Liu Ming".
First of all, when he carefully got close to the body of this "Liu Ming" and listened carefully, he discovered that not only was there no sound of breathing, even the flow of blood, heartbeat, and other signs of life did not exist. It was as if this "Liu Ming" was not a living person.
In addition, this "Liu Ming" would not only be injured, but he would also be injured. On the other hand, if he was injured somewhere, this "Liu Ming" would also be injured, as if he really had one life and two bodies.
He had seen in some ancient books that there was an evil curse that could transfer a part of a person's soul to a puppet. Then, as long as the puppet's arms and legs were broken, the original owner of the soul that was transferred would also have his arms and legs damaged, forever being controlled by someone else.
However, Liu Ming had never heard of such an evil thing before.
This made him scratch his head in confusion for the time being.
However, he had already made up his mind. As soon as he left this space, he would immediately go to the ancient books and ask about related things to see if he could find any clues.
After spending a few days, Liu Ming was unable to find anything more from the second "him", so he really put this matter aside.
In the remaining time, he simply took out his cauldron, took out a pile of normal Spirit Medicine, and started to refine some pills.
Although these pills were only normal Spirit Apostle pills, and Liu Ming had already practiced over a hundred times, his success rate could only be maintained at two or three out of ten attempts. The purity of the pills was also just barely qualified.
Fan Baizi had already greatly praised this success rate, thinking that it was already not easy for him to have such a high success rate in such a short period of time. However, Liu Ming himself was not too satisfied.
To him, if he only had this success rate when refining Spirit Apostle pills, then in the future when refining Spirit Master pills, he would not have this many materials to practice with. At that time, the success rate would be very low.
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