And now, the entire Stacked Mountain is occupied by Zhou Li's shadow clones; no one can distinguish which one is the real Zhou Li and which are the fakes, which provided convenience for Zhou Li's cat rescue mission.
"I need a horse."
After a moment of thought, Zhou Li said, "Shili Mountain has many flat grounds; if we had a spiritual horse, breaking through would be easy."
"A horse···"
Tang Wan's brows were tightly knit, "If the Great Immortal were here, we'd have a transformer horse, but her··· it's troublesome."
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Zhou Li seemed to remember something and, blinking his eyes, said, "No, I do have a horse."
"You do? How come I didn't know?"
Tang Wan was somewhat puzzled, "Don't tell me you're counting your Horse Talisman Spell as a horse."
"No, no, no, no."
Zhou Li shook his head, a mysterious smile showing on his face, "This horse is not that horse."
"f8fq?"
Tang Wan used a garbled gag that Zhou Li had taught her.
It was utterly cringeworthy.
