The master Taoist returned to his wing room and searched for a while before he found the "Magic weapon" from a corner at the bottom of the box. Wang Chen took it and saw that it was a bronze bell the size of a palm. On the outer wall of the bronze bell, there were dragons and tigers and other divine beasts that could suppress evil spirits. Wang Chen was caught by the bronze bell and was a little overwhelmed.

It seems that it is not just made of bronze.

When looking at the inner wall of the bell, there are mysterious patterns engraved with long and short lines, wrapped with silver threads and lead threads. These patterns are connected and outlined to form a very complex integrated pattern.

"Is this a magic weapon?" Wang Chen was a little unbelievable.

The teacher's chief Gong explained: "Young Master, this corpse-driven bell is the only magic weapon in the hands of his disciples. The corpse-driven bell was originally a magic weapon used by the outer disciples of Xiamaoshan to drive away the corpse. With the magic tricks, even disciples with weak magic power can drive away the corpse. They travel day and night, traveling more than a hundred miles to provide corpse materials for the corpse refining of Xiamaoshan. It is a magic weapon that everyone has under me."

"This magic weapon is widely circulated, and it is not unique to my family in Maoshan."

"Although I have lost my discovery, the power of this magic weapon itself can still make the disciples drive away the corpse a little!" Master Gong said as he pushed open the lid of a coffin. He lifted up a corpse made of secret medicine and ordered his little apprentice to bring a few very tough bamboo poles made. Master Master Ben bent the bamboo pole into a bow shape, tied it down the spine of the corpse, forming a bow-shaped bracket supporting the corpse.

After he finished binding, a bamboo pole was supported by the zombie, forming a triangular stable bracket with the zombie's feet. He then stretched out the zombie's hands flat and tied them with the zombie's rod. After everything was ready, a spring-like bracket was formed behind the zombie.

The teacher's palace picked up the corpse-driven bell and started to do it. He closed his eyes and held the bell in his right hand and kept shaking it, causing the bell to make various noises, large and small, long and short. These sounds were extremely messy and rarely the same. When the sound of the bell made a short and rapid sound, the corpse suddenly twitched all over. Under the guidance of his limbs, the bamboo pole bent downwards. When the elasticity was restored, it bounced the corpse upwards, and it looked like the corpse had jumped.

This movement shocked Wang Chen! He looked at the teacher's palace as if he had found some key, and tried to adjust the frequency with the ringtone that had just made the zombie react. At this time, Wang Chen could see it. It seemed that there was a special reaction between the frequency and tone of the corpse-pile-driven ringtone. Whenever he heard the ringtone close to that sound, his limbs would twitch.

At this time, the zombies had been constantly adjusted by the ringtones of the Division Commander's Palace, and the yard was jumping around.

Wang Chen had already seen the trick. It turned out that the teacher's palace was constantly adjusting the ringtone, looking for the frequency that works for the zombies, and then around this frequency, try to adjust the frequency and tone, and experiment with the reaction of the zombies. Then, he could shake the bell to control the direction of the zombies' progress, pace frequency and size, and drive them to walk freely.

"Is this the corpse driving?" Wang Chen said in surprise: "The different sounds of this bell control different corpses... Is that kind of bell only control one corpse? The corpse driving craftsman can transport dozens and hundreds of corpses at a time. Can they also control the bells one by one?"

The teacher's palace stopped the ringtone and said ashamed: "It didn't have to be like this before. Just practice a corpse control technique to unify the sound of controlling zombies, and only one sound can control all zombies. Now... it is only because this zombie is lost that the old Taoist has to do this."

"A lot of your magic tricks have been lost... No, it should be said that all the things about magic power, except for a few basic ones... have been almost all lost." Wang Chen sighed: "And this corpse driving... does not look like driving away the corpse, but uses the elasticity of a bamboo pole to assume a delicate mechanical structure, which turns the corpse's twitching movement into forward elastic force."

"And the method that causes the corpse to twitch... the ringtone is stimulating." Wang Chen frowned: "I have heard of the frog's leap reaction. After cutting off the lower half of the frog's body, connect the wire connecting the current to the frog's nerves. After the electricity is turned on, the dead frog's legs will bounce. This is a small experiment that illustrates nerve reflexes and bioelectricity."

"Why are you so driving a corpse like a bioelectricity that stimulates a corpse!"

Wang Chen picked up the corpse-driven bell and looked at the suspicious lines on the inner wall of the bell, and his eyes were even more suspicious. "Although this feeling of regularity is somewhat different, the essential rule is the set of integrated circuits. This is an integrated circuit that adopts different standards and even has slightly different development directions. If analyzed from a scientific perspective..."

"The corpse-driven bell passes through sound waves... no, it should be electromagnetic waves that stimulate the residual bioelectricity in the corpse, causing the corpse to have a stress response. Through the external mechanical structure, the kinetic energy of the corpse twitching into elastic potential energy, and then converted into the kinetic energy of the corpse to bounce... This is the secret of the corpse-driven bell to drive away the corpse."

"The electromagnetic waves of the corpse-driven bell are generated by vibration to cause changes in current and magnetic fields. Tone and audio are actually a symbol of the frequency of electromagnetic waves. Through sound waves that can be heard by people, the information about the changes in electromagnetic waves is translated out."

"This 'magic weapon' made by the cultivators of the Ming Dynasty is also like the life warehouse of my copycat ancient magic weapon. Is it a technological product? Or is the essence of the magic weapon, the vibration-controlled electromagnetic wave long-range bioelectric stimulation device?" Wang Chen had already believed that his reasonable and very scientific inference, but he still had a question.

"So, where did Jiugong Zu, a Ming Dynasty man, learn the technology of stimulating the bioelectricity and electromagnetic wave emission of corpses?"

Wang Chen couldn't help but look at his life warehouse.

"This magic weapon..." Wang Chen sighed: "Maybe I have some ideas!"

Master Gong was overjoyed when he heard this. He demonstrated the secret method of Maoshan for Wang Chen over and over again, but the master of the fundamental treasure of Maoshan. The master of the ancestor's iron coffin had no idea about the Tao that Master Jiugong had learned from the strange coffin. Even Wang Chen was a little nervous. He knew that the only reason why Master Gong and disciple regarded him as his ancestor was to revitalize Maoshan. If he had been incompetent, Master Gong would turn against him sooner or later.

Although Wang Chen, who was in charge of guns, was not afraid of this half-baked Taoist old man, he finally subdued him and Wang Chen was still a little heartbroken when he came to this world to rebel.

Wang Chen, who had learned a little, was very relaxed, but to truly transform this magic weapon, he had to use the survival warehouse to unlock some secrets of the mysterious high-tech product that Wang Chen had been with him when he came to this world.

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