There is actually a big gap between the clone shown by Zhou Weapon and the original body.
For example, the embodied clone is afraid of thunder, which is the enemy of the embodied clone.
Furthermore, the embodied clone cannot exert the true strength of the original body.
To put it bluntly, the manifested clone can only possess spiritual powers or attacks. It is an illusion and a fake.
However, this does not prevent the clone from walking outside instead of the main body.
Therefore, if Zhou Wu hands the Immortal Ring to the clone and then hides in the Immortal Ring, the main body will know the movements and situations of the clone outside at any time.
Zhou Wu wanted to hide the little black man's body, and the safest way was to hide it in the fairy ring, so that no one could find it and he could come out at any time.
Therefore, his body entered Yang Daoquan's fairy ring, and his clone put the fairy ring on his finger.
In Immortal Ring, the three people in the courtyard are two old and one young.
The two old ones are a boy and a girl, both have fair hair and childish faces, and their realm is also in the golden fairyland.
The younger one was a young man who looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old. His cultivation had reached the high level of Heavenly Immortal, and he looked like he was about to enter the Mysterious Immortal Realm.
When Zhou Wu arrived, the three of them were very nervous, and the two old men even blocked the young man behind them.
The young man curiously stuck his head out and looked at the little black man who was walking towards him. The two old men were also shocked at first, but then the old woman shouted and asked, "Who are you? Where is Yang Daoquan?"
She was obviously testing, because she could sense that the fairy ring had changed its owner, but she didn't know if Yang Daoquan was dead.
Zhou Wu shook his head: "Who are you?"
He is the Lord now, so it is not up to others to ask him, but he has to have the right to speak.
When the old woman wanted to speak, the other old man took a step forward and politely said
"Young old man Cui Dongshi, this is my old wife Cui He, and the younger one is my grandson. I wonder who you are, sir?"
He has never seen such a black human being. Is this person human? Why is he so black? What race is this?
"He is your grandson? Are you sure?" Zhou Wu raised his eyebrows.
He is a person who always observes things very carefully. When the old man Cui Dongshi introduced the young man as his grandson, the young man instinctively frowned. Although he did not speak, he noticed this frowning action.
Moreover, the young man's clothes are different from those of the two old men. The boots worn by the young man are all exquisite and inlaid with gems.
The two old men wore coarse linen shirts.
And how huge is Zhou Wu's spiritual consciousness? He could tell that the young man's bloodline was different from the bloodline of the two old men with just a sweep of his spiritual thoughts.
As for things like bloodline, it's hard to explain, but one's spiritual sense can tell them apart.
Therefore, the young man is not their grandson at all.
“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”
The old woman's temper was more irritable, as if she wanted to take action. At the same time, she continued to ask: "Where is Yang Daoquan?"
Zhou Wu didn't like the old woman's tone, let alone Cui Dongshi's lies, so he glanced at the two of them coldly and said, "Now, you are not allowed to speak, let him do the talking."
He pointed at the young man and said, "Are you sure you are their grandson?"
The young man was so frightened that his face turned pale with fright.
At this time, the fiery-tempered old woman finally shouted: "Hey, you, a little immortal, dare to interrogate us. You are looking for death."
As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman took action boldly.
However, as soon as she raised her hand, she was slapped with a big mouth.
I don’t know how Zhou Wu did it, but a hand appeared in front of the old woman out of thin air, and then he slapped her hard with his big mouth!
This is the palm of spiritual power manifested, and it is very powerful.
So the old woman vomited blood with a cry, her soul was shaking continuously, and every time she shook, her face would turn a little whiter.
Her face was fine, not even swollen, but the shock to her soul and the pain of grinding flesh made the old woman frightened as if she had seen a ghost.
Yes, a mouth was slapped on the face, but the soul was shaking and in pain. What kind of magical power is this?
This is a magical power that attacks the soul, and it is also a fatal magical power.
So the old woman was so frightened that she didn't even dare to speak.
Cui Dongshi had a sullen face at this time. It was obvious that his old wife was beaten and he was very angry, but the bleeding from Lao Qi's seven orifices showed that the slap was serious. Although the other party was in a real fairyland, it was just an illusion.
The other party is a master!
When Cui Dongshi thought of this, his expression also changed, and at the same time he secretly scolded this little black man for pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
He secretly scolded his wife for still being so impulsive.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, if people were really in a fairyland, how could they dare to come in front of them and interrogate them?
So there is definitely a problem.
"Um?"
At this time, Zhou Wu glared at the young man coldly.
The young man almost knelt down in fright, and then waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I am not their grandson, they are my domestic slaves, my domestic slaves."
The old man and the old woman's faces darkened, and then they fell silent.
Because they are indeed domestic slaves.
"Then who are you?" Zhou Wu said with a smile.
"Back...back...back to Uncle Hei, my name is He Wushuang, and my father is He Qianqiu."
The young man was a little proud when he said He Qianqiu, and also glanced at Zhou Wu specially.
However, to his disappointment, the black man had no expression at all.
"Maybe it's because he's too dark. I can't even see his surprised expression..."
He Wushuang thought so.
Cui Dongshi and Cui He were also surprised. Why didn't this person react when he heard the three words "He Qianqiu"?
"Who is He Qianqiu?"
Zhou Wu finally gave them the answer. He didn't even know who He Qianqiu was.
He Wushuang almost collapsed, and Cui Dongshi and his wife were also confused for a while.
You don’t know He Qianqiu?
At this time, He Wushuang quickly replied: "My father is a high-level Immortal Emperor and the Lord of Biyun Star."
Zhou Wu's pupils shrank.
The son and domestic slave of a high-ranking Immortal Emperor?
High-grade Immortal Emperor.
"Were you kidnapped?" Zhou Wu said in shock at this time.
He Wushuang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that Yang Daoquan is so bold that he dares to help me. If my father knows about it, both Yang Daoquan and Zhenbao Pavilion will suffer. Uncle Hei, I beg you to let me go. Please let me go."
I, I will definitely let my father thank you, you can do anything you want."
"Hoo~"
Zhou Wu let out a breath at this time.
He knew that the matter was getting bigger. The Zhenbao Pavilion mobilized so many people to find him, probably because of the God Control Technique on the one hand, and also because Yang Daoquan's Immortal Ring still had three meat tickets on the other.
And these three meat tickets are also time bombs.
Zhenbao Pavilion kidnapped the son of Gaopin Immortal Emperor. This Zhenbao Pavilion is simply crazy.
but……
Zhou Wu suddenly asked: "Why did Yang Daoquan kidnap you?"
There must be a reason, otherwise how could Yang Daoquan kidnap the son of an Immortal Emperor for no reason?
Unless he wants to die, there must be something inside!