At this moment, Cheng Yiliang felt like he was back thirty years ago, when he was still a young apprentice.
Faced with the task of copying the gourd, he began to struggle and doubt endlessly. He picked up the carving knife and looked around the soldier, wishing to make a hole in it.
"That's not right, I completed the crafts one by one according to the ancient books!" Cheng Yiliang scratched his forehead and collapsed.
Everyone murmured when they saw him.
He chuckled.
As the sect leader of Qianji Pavilion, Cheng Yiliang is not low-level, and he can do anything with ordinary materials in his hands.
He had never boasted in front of everyone before, Jin Shi spoke, Tu Mu took steps, and these words were often on his lips.
Now that the Lord God is in trouble, everyone is naturally happy to see him looking anxious and embarrassed.
The situation reached a deadlock. Chen Tian did not scream and asked Cheng Yiliang to find a solution quickly. Instead, he advised him not to be impatient, and then stood aside to look at the bottle of well-equipped mercenaries.
Mentioned before.
Military mercenaries are consistent with the human body.
The runes on the back are twelve meridians, and the limbs and bones are exactly the same, so the terracotta warriors are not much different from living people.
Chen Tian thought about it for a moment and found that the terracotta warriors had all the facial features, but there was one thing about Mingye that was far from living people.
"Eye."
"Is there any other craftsmanship here?"
Cheng Yishi was stunned, tilted his head and thought about the records of Qianji Pavilion, and said sarcastically: "I don't know, maybe there should be."
Chen Tian was speechless. He had freed up all the Wangcang soldiers at first, and their combat power was very good. But in the end, he was able to burn cannon fodder for mercenaries, but he was really embarrassed?
Others also understand the helplessness involved.
Not only the records of Qianji Pavilion, but also the historical records passed down from generation to generation face the same problem, that is, the writing style is extremely concise. As long as it can be summarized in one word, no more two strokes will be added.
But the events have been recorded and passed down to the world, but the specific details have been lost in the long river of time, leaving it to future generations to guess.
For example, Chen Tian also flipped through Liu Yintang's medical book. The first drug was called licorice, which only recorded its effects and contraindications.
As for what it looks like and where it was produced, there is no relevant information at all.
To put it bluntly, the records of the ancients only highlighted the key points, and did not even mention some things that seemed to be common sense at the time.
But as time went by, later generations could only look at it with their eyes wide open and try to figure it out based on their feelings. "This meridian of the small intestine meridian of the Sun on the Hand has two branches ascending to the canthus of the eye." Chen Tian made a rough guess based on what Cheng Yiliang just showed, and then pointed out
Pointing at the soldier's face, he said, "This one is connected to the sharp canthus of the eyes, and that one is connected to the corners of the eyes."
The inner canthus is connected, and both have intersections and connections."
Cheng Yidian nodded: "I dare you to ask the gods to make it clear."
"Draw the pupils on the terracotta warriors, and then slightly change the layout of the meridians, connecting them to the corners of the eyes." Chen Tian simply took the carving knife and started to do it himself.
Then he took the writing brush, dipped it in a little dark grapefruit oil liquid, and carefully outlined two deep pupils for the soldier.
Click!
Crash--
The warriors moved in response to the situation. A layer of fine scraps on the surface peeled off like fish scales, and the two eyes slowly opened.
Under the blazing talismans on the back, the military mercenary's facial features are made tall and straight, and his resolute temperament rushes towards his face.
Not to mention that everyone looked at each other in shock, even Chen Tian, who was holding the carving knife, had a look of astonishment on his face. He never expected that his idea would actually come true.
Pupils were painted on the soldier mercenary, and he was indeed a bit more agile than the cold earth and stone body before, but compared with a living person, he was still somewhat dull.
Chentian stared at him, then turned to look at Cheng Yiliang: "What are you doing standing still? What's the trick to activate the mercenaries?"
The manual formula is the same as the oral formula. They are both forms of quickly mobilizing related secret methods, but there is a difference between the manual formula and the oral formula.
But in reality, the hand formula carries a greater amount of information. After all, the hand has ten fingers and there are more arrangements and combinations. The hand formula is also usually called a mudra.
At the same time, we pursue greater efficiency.
Qianji Pavilion also created Huifang.
This thing has a total of six sides and fifty-four grids, and of course there are more changes, so the Wangcang soldiers used Hui Fang to activate it.
As for the terracotta warriors, they are obviously not as big as those weighing 640,000 kilograms, and the hand techniques are barely enough.
"It hasn't been designed yet..." Cheng Yiliang was very embarrassed and said with a sad face, "The god came too suddenly today. I was not prepared. As you can see, this bottle of soldier servant has just come out of the kiln."
"Okay, okay, now teach me some common tricks." Chen Tian didn't know what to say.
Cheng Yiliang was shocked: "Should the Lord learn it now? It's not that he underestimates the Lord. It's just that the content of the tactics is very complicated."
The soldier mercenary has no consciousness. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a puppet with no human form. If you want to control him to move, it is even more difficult to hold a weapon to fight.
An experienced puppet master needs at least ten years of study.
Now that the deity is learning and selling, if something goes wrong, the situation will be a bit embarrassing.
"It doesn't matter, I'm just curious about what the mercenaries are capable of." Chen Tian waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
Having said this, Cheng Yiliang had no choice but to do as he was told. He spread out his hands and folded them in front of him. While explaining, he moved his fingers: "If you don't need to go back to activate it, you need to transfer your spiritual consciousness to the warrior talisman first."
Above the tattoo."
"After contacting the heart, if you can sense the mercenaries, it will be a big step towards success."
"Then the movements of the soldier's limbs and bones are arranged on the ten fingers in sequence. Each technique corresponds to a posture."
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Cheng Yiliang saw that Chen Tian was studying seriously and was meticulous in his movements. He knew that he was determined to master the tactics of mercenaries and mercenaries. It was not a child's play, so he took the teaching seriously.
"Now spread your palms flat and rub them apart, stand with your hands together in front of you, and lean forward slightly..."
Bang!
The soldier responded to Chen Tian's hand gesture and took a firm step, sending smoke and dust everywhere.
Everyone stared at the soldier with their eyes wide open, fearing that they would miss even the slightest bit.
So amazing!
It turns out that the mud taken from the river beach can actually move!
Cheng Yiliang had actually seen military mercenaries in ancient books, but today was also his first military mercenary event, and it felt really mysterious.
While he was surprised and delighted, he couldn't help but be surprised by Chen Tian's learning ability. It was his first time contacting an agency puppet, but he actually had such a strong affinity?
What is it about the god's extraordinary talent?
Or are many of my disciples lazy?
Cheng Yiliang stared deeply at Chen Tian and explained again: "The thumb only has two joints and cannot bear many movements, but it can't be better used to correspond to the knee joints of the mercenaries."
"The left and right sides are symmetrical and correspond to the left and right knees respectively."
Chen Tian nodded, bent his right thumb and tilted it upward, and the soldier immediately made a sharp knee strike, opened his popliteal fossa, and popped out his whip leg.
With his fingers flying like butterflies, the warriors performed a series of kicks in the huge disturbance, making a crackling sound.
Seeing this, Cheng Yiliang's eyes felt strange.
If it weren't for Chen Tian being a god and being extremely noble, he really wanted Chen Tian to join Qianji Pavilion and become a closed disciple.
It is no exaggeration to say that this kind of understanding is far superior to that of a puppet master throughout the ages!
After half a while.
Chen Tian can now let his soldiers and mercenaries move around freely.
He was dissatisfied with just learning some boxing and kicking skills, so he asked Cheng Yiliang for some advanced techniques and prepared to let the mercenaries pick up weapons.
But Cheng Yiliang had a troubled face: "Sir, I don't know martial arts. You can only explore this by yourself. Later I will submit the advanced imperial hand skills to the city lord's palace, okay?" "Alright." Chen Tianshuo
