The Whole World Awakened: My Clones Are Everywhere Chapter 136

136 You're Not a Decoration

The live broadcast room was silent.

Everyone's praises for Ling Yun were beyond high. Some people were searching for this poem's origin on the internet.

But they didn't find anything. Everyone was very surprised.

In other words, this poem was written by Ling Yun himself, and it could be considered an original.

Everyone was surprised, envious, and amazed.

Not only did he have such high talent. Furthermore, he could even compose poems. Such a person was simply a genius.

In the live broadcast room.

Ling Yun looked at the sunset with a face full of sorrow and only let out a sigh.

“The sunset was beautiful, but unfortunately, it fell with the dusk.”

“It's getting late. Our live broadcast for today is about to end. If anyone still wants to buy pills, you're welcome to come back tomorrow.”

With that, he turned off the live stream and sighed.

The last sentence also shocked everyone.

They all felt that the poems he wrote were too good. Many people did not know the reason, but they just felt that it was very well written.

Central City.

An ancient language researcher who was reading ancient language poems at home.

He was second to none in the human race. He was a writer who specialized in literature. Not only did he have profound cultivation, but he was also proficient in ancient, modern, and various other styles.

At this moment.

He organized a lot of ancient poems and felt that there was a kind of emotion in his heart that he yearned for.

The meaning of these poems was touching, and the more he studied them, the more he felt his state of mind stabilize.

At this moment.

Footsteps could be heard outside the door.

He turned around and saw his grandson, who was walking over anxiously.

He was delighted to see his grandson, but when he got closer, he became serious.

“Grandpa, I just heard a very good poem. Do you want to hear it?”

“You ignorant and incompetent little rascal, what good poem can you know? Forget it. Why don't you tell me?”

“The late autumn is a sobering period, its loneliness like a sorrowful farewell.”

“Looking at the sunset alone, where does it go? The night wind brings the cold wine into my stomach.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the grandson looked at his grandfather, eager to get a reply.

However, his grandfather was completely stunned.

“Grandpa? What are you thinking about?” His grandson asked.

When the old man heard his grandson's voice, he reacted. He carefully savored the mood in the poem and was very excited.

He suddenly grabbed his grandson's arm and asked, “Did you write this poem?”

His voice was full of enthusiasm, excitement, and a bit of anticipation, and his eyes were burning with passion.

However, his grandson was stunned. He waved his hand.

“Of course, it wasn't me. It was someone in the live broadcast room who said it.”

What live broadcast room?

The old man was very confused.

He turned on his watch, but Ling Yun's live stream had already been turned off.

Many people had recorded the scene, so they could still find the live broadcast video just now.

The old man was very shocked after watching the live broadcast video.

Especially the last sentence.

It made his heart tremble.

He suddenly laughed.

“As expected, heroes come from the young.”

“Who is he? Where was it? I have to go and meet him.”

“It's in the void. I think it's some base camp in the southeast?”

The old man was a little stunned after hearing this.

Then, he sighed.

“It's too far away. Forget it. Let's not disturb him.”

“Let a genius like him grow on his own. I won't disturb him for now, but you still have to text and invite him to our house.”

“Okay, Grandpa,” the grandson replied.

At Master Song's side.

At this moment, he was staring at the poem that Ling Feng had composed, studying every word and sentence.

However, his level of understanding was not very high.

He only felt that the poem was very artistic, but he was unsure if it had any good points.

“This kid is indeed not bad. I wonder how good his alchemy skills are.”

After putting down the pen in his hand, he called his disciple over.

The eldest disciple was called Feng Lei. He stood respectfully in front of Master Song.

“Make a trip to the southeast of the ruins of end and look for Ling Feng and Ling Yun at the base. Try to get in touch with them,” Master Song said.

Then, he gave the personal information of the two people to Feng Lei.

After reading the message, Feng's Lei eyes turned gloomy. He then said respectfully, “Why is master looking for the two of them?”

Feng Lei was very handsome, especially his pair of brilliant peach blossom eyes. He looked a little cunning and not very honest.

Master Song sighed.

“All these years, I've only accepted you three as my disciples. It's a pity that your two junior brothers died in an accident when they went out to pick herbs. I feel that the two brothers Ling Yun and Ling Feng are very good. They even have a method to refine the blood pills. I am very fond of them.”

“Go over and ask!”

Master song was very sad when he thought of his two disciples who had passed away.

Because these three disciples had always been with him, he did not have a wife or children, so he raised these three disciples as his own sons.

It was a pity that two of them had left by accident, so he had placed all his hopes on his eldest disciple.

However, this eldest disciple was a shrewd person. He always took shortcuts, was uncertain, and refused to be down-to-earth. In the past 20 years, his achievements have been limited.

Now, he was a tier 7 grandmaster, but his disciple was only at tier 2. He had studied hard for more than 20 years before he reached tier 2. This talent was far worse than his other two disciples.

However, it was a pity that the heavens were toying with him.

After hearing this, Feng Lei's expression changed.

Then, he lowered his head and responded obediently.

“Disciple will go now.”

Master Song nodded, not forgetting to remind him, “When you go to the void this time, you'll go as a support alchemist. The front line lacks alchemists, so they won't let you go to the battlefield. But you have to be careful.”

“Yes, sir!” Feng Lei bowed and left.

Looking at his back, it was Master Song. He reached into the drawer and took out the photo of him and his disciple.

He just sighed silently.

At the base camp in the southeast.

Feng Lei showed his identity information to the guard.

“Alchemist Feng, thank you for your help,” the guard said respectfully.

Feng Lei nodded. He was no longer as reserved as he was in front of Grandmaster Song. Instead, his attitude was somewhat arrogant.

He sneered and looked into the distance.

“Ling Yun, you think you can be my Junior Brother?”

In Ling Feng's small room.

Bai Xiaosa had returned as well and was currently drinking tea with Ling Yun.

“Why did you come back?”

“You have so many clones. If I go, I'll just be a decoration. I might as well come back and rest.”

“How are you just a decoration? When the final battle begins, your eyes will be a very good weapon.”

“I hope so. Both sides are fighting rather conservatively now, and it's not time for the final battle yet. So, I want to cultivate for a few more days.”

“Then why don't you go back to your room?”

“My place is too cold and cheerless. It's not as lively as your place.” Bai Xiaosa just wanted to stay here.

“That's fine. You can stay here and cultivate in seclusion.”

Bai Xiaosa didn't care about the room full of blood pills. He casually found a corner and sat down cross-legged to cultivate.

However, Ling Feng had also sensed that this guy might really have some tricks up his sleeve. However, no matter how big the commotion on his side was, it wouldn't affect Bai Xiaosa.

Ling Feng was not idle today.

He bought many boxes of ammunition and packed the pills with his clones. Then, he gave all the pills to the courier company.

Based on the current speed of express delivery, it would only take about a day to arrive.

After packing, Ling Feng also relaxed.

“Why don't you watch Ling Yun's live broadcast?”

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, he noticed the changes inside.

A tall and handsome man was sitting opposite Ling Yun. His attitude was respectful and polite, but his eyes were arrogant.

“Why does this person have such an annoying face? Who is it?” Ling Feng was curious.

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