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Chapter 740 I'm His Fan

"By the way, senior, there is something like a black mummy on this island. Is that a puppet made by senior?" Shen Lang asked.

"Yes, but it's just an experiment. The puppet can be driven by the corpse bell, but it requires a lot of souls to move freely. If you want that puppet, I can teach you how to control it," the skeleton said.

"Oh, but I will not worship my senior as my teacher." Shen Lang shrugged and said, he would not avoid issues of principle.

If the old man knew that he had taken someone else as his teacher, he would probably break his legs.

"Ahem! You kid..." The skeleton coughed angrily, and then sighed: "That's all, you're lucky, kid."

The skeleton told Shen Lang how to control the mummy.

It turns out that the little brass bell is called the Corpse Exorcist Bell.

In fact, the method to control the mummy is relatively simple. You only need to drip your own essence and blood on the talisman on the brain of the mummy and on the talisman of the corpse clock, and your mind will be integrated with the mummy.

By shaking the corpse clock, you can give some simple commands to the mummy, such as asking the mummy to kill someone in front of you, but you cannot control the mummy's actions as you wish.

"Senior, why do the natives on this island also know this control method?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"Those savages? Humph, they probably peeped at me controlling the puppets before, and the method has been passed down." The skeleton hummed.

Shen Lang suddenly felt that puppetry was very mysterious. Although the zombie clock could only give some simple commands to the mummies, it was also equivalent to a very powerful killing machine. Being able to do this with this corpse clock was already considered miraculous.

Skills.

"Boy, actually I'm far from perfect at puppetry. The mysterious seals and control spells on the puppets were not refined by me, but there were a few of them in the ancient scroll of puppets, and I used them conveniently.

That’s all. The one who can create that ancient puppet scroll must have a talent that will shock the world and weep ghosts and gods!” the skeleton sighed.

No wonder Shen Lang felt that the talisman paper was extremely magical, and it turned out to be the hand of an expert. Although Shen Lang was not a martial artist in the realm of transformation, he felt that a martial arts practitioner in the realm of transformation should not be able to make such high-end things.

These things were too far away from him. Shen Lang said to the skeleton: "If the senior has nothing else to do, the junior will leave first."

Seeing that Shen Lang was not interested in puppetry at all, Skeleton felt a little unhappy and felt that he was playing harp to a cow.

"Hmph, you really don't know your stuff! Well, I have one last request. Are you willing to help me?" the skeleton asked.

"What's the request?" Shen Lang asked hurriedly.

He felt that this skeleton man was quite good, and he got a puppet from him. If it wasn't a difficult request, he would try his best to help him fulfill it.

"I haven't been in the sun for thousands of years. Move me out of this dark place and let me get some sunshine." The skeleton said immediately.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded immediately. He thought it was a request, but it turned out to be so simple.

Soon, Shen Lang picked up the skeleton and walked out of the cave.

The poisonous insects in the cave were all raised by the skeleton during his lifetime to prevent outsiders from disturbing him.

These poisonous insects don't even need to eat, they can survive by absorbing the rich fresh air in the cave.

There was blood at the entrance of the cave, and a large number of poisonous insects were eating the bodies of the cannibal natives. Almost no one survived.

The scene was a bit too horrific to watch, as many people's flesh and blood had been eaten away and turned into a pile of bones.

These poisonous insects have multiplied for thousands of years without eating anything. When they encounter flesh-and-blood humans or beasts, they are like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, and they rush to eat and bite them one after another.

It probably won't be long before this island becomes a world of poisonous insects.

Shen Lang circulated the Divine Illumination Sutra and shot out the body-protecting Gang Qi, passing through the hole filled with poisonous insects.

Although the skeleton cannot be seen, it can still detect the aura of Gang Qi.

"Body-protecting Qi? There are only a few mental techniques in Linhai Tianshan, which can release body-protecting Qi and integrate offense and defense. Boy, I wonder which one you practice?" the skeleton asked curiously.

"Shen Zhao Jing." Shen Lang replied.

"That's it! Boy, I underestimate you. You can practice such a difficult mental method as the Shen Zhao Jing to the fifth level." The skeleton said.

Shen Lang was a little curious and couldn't help but ask: "Besides the Shen Zhao Jing, what other mental methods can be like mine?"

"Huh, as far as I know, the Yi Jin Jing, Jiuyang Divine Art, Beiming Divine Art, Taixuan Jing and other top mental techniques can make Gang Qi attack and defense integrated." Skull said calmly.

"Oh." Shen Lang responded. In this way, the Shen Zhao Sutra he practiced is considered one of the top mental techniques even in a martial arts holy place like Linhai Tianshan.

As soon as it encounters the sunlight outside, the surface of the skull makes a "sizzling" sound and a trace of white gas comes out.

Shen Lang was shocked and immediately said: "Senior, your soul can't stand the burning of the sun and will dissipate."

"Huh, after so many years, my three souls and six souls have long been integrated into one. It is normal for my soul to be destroyed. Anyway, I have lived enough, let me enjoy this burning pleasure for the last time." Not only was the skeleton not afraid,

, but he laughed heartily.

Seeing the white smoke rising from the surface of the skeleton, and the soul will soon dissipate and be extinguished, Shen Lang's expression was slightly complicated. It turned out that he was begging for death.

Shen Lang fulfilled his wish and walked out of the cave. The scorching sun shone on the skeleton.

The skeleton screamed a few times in relief. The feeling was like fire burning his skin. At this moment, he felt like he had regained his body again.

When the skeleton was about to be extinguished, he suddenly said to Shen Lang: "Boy, what I admire most in my life is the author of that puppet ancient scroll. His name is Dry Bones Master. If you can meet him in the future, can you give me some advice?

Let me tell you, I am his most loyal fan..."

"Okay!" Shen Lang scratched his head and then said seriously: "If I can meet that person in this life, I will definitely convey it to you."

It seems that this senior is really obsessed with puppetry to a certain level.

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of white smoke steamed up from the skull's head and dissipated into the sky.

After all, it was considered an acquaintance, and Shen Lang found a place to bury the skeleton.

The island is full of poisonous insects. This alien species is too tyrannical and will quickly eat up all the animals on the island. Sooner or later, this place will become a world of poisonous insects.

The stone room in the cave is indeed an excellent place for training, but it is of little use to Shen Lang. He can just practice by taking spiritual crystals.

As for the spirit stone mine on the seabed, the skeleton also told him that the central area has been dug out, and there are basically no spirit stones and spirit crystals to be found.

Ordinary spiritual stones were too useless, and Shen Lang gradually lost interest in mining them.

Arriving at the place where the mummy was hidden, Shen Lang dug out the mummy and took out the corpse clock from the storage bag.

He bit his finger and dripped blood on the surface of the black talisman on the brain of the mummy and the talisman of the corpse clock.

A layer of gray light appeared on the surface of the talisman paper, gradually absorbing Shen Lang's blood.

In an instant, Shen Lang felt that there was a slight communication between his thoughts and the mummy.


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