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Volume 1: Abandoned Land Chapter 67: Bone Puppet

Zhuangyuan Building is located in the center of Fulin Street next to Lijing Avenue. Although this place is not as prosperous as Lijing Avenue, it is still full of people.

Perhaps it is because the name of the restaurant is deeply loved by those literary talents, or perhaps because the restaurant's environment is comfortable and comfortable, and the restaurant occupies a very large area, this place has gradually become a gathering place for those who are rushing to take the exam.

At this moment, on the second floor, a group of Confucian-shirted people with folding fans were talking loudly, each quoting scriptures, their lips and tongues were like swords, and it felt like they were pointing the way to the country and inspiring words.

"Now that the Four Kingdoms are at war, our Da Qin's black-armored black troops are overwhelming all directions. If you ask me, there is no need to worry about so many. Bai Wuqi and Ye Kui's two generals are from the south and the north, plus the millions of soldiers from Yan and Zhao in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The soldiers will attack Bianjing directly, and the later Zhou Dynasty will be unable to resist at all, and will definitely be destroyed in less than three years."

"Oh, Brother Zhao is a bit fanciful. Although the country is gradually weakening in the later Zhou Dynasty, it is still an ancient dynasty that has been inherited for thousands of years, with a population of hundreds of millions. It has truly reached a critical moment when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed. I don't know how many heroes will be willing to sacrifice for the country.

And die. We are fighting together, and all life is in ruins. If you ask me, we are of the same human race, with the same roots and the same origin, there is no need to live and die separately."

The person who spoke looked like he was in his forties or fifties, with a white jade hanging from his waist. He was holding a folding fan embroidered with pictures of mountains, rivers, and the country. As he spoke, he kept shaking his head and sighing, which was quite compassionate.

"Mr. Pei deserves to be from the Qinyang Dao Palace and has extraordinary knowledge. Xiaosheng deeply agrees with what Mr. Pei said just now. Now that the demon clan is powerful and the human clan is declining, if we continue to fight among ourselves like this, sooner or later, we will end up with the destruction of our country and our family."

"Hmph, a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. When a man is alive, he should make contributions and shine on his family. Although he is not talented, he will not be like some people. He will only hide here and shake his head and criticize the state affairs. After this spring,

, I will definitely rush to the battlefield, do my best, offer suggestions and suggestions, and open up and expand the territory of our Great Qin."

"What Brother Yan said deeply touched my heart. After spring, when I rush to the battlefield, Sun will definitely follow Brother Yan to make great contributions."

"This is wrong"

For a moment, the scene became extremely noisy. The dozen or so literati who gathered together were clearly divided into two parts, and their faces were red with quarrel. Among them, the great scholar from Liang Jun's Mansion was also among them, but he was like the great scholar from Liang.

Scholars who came here from remote areas to take the exams were usually marginalized figures and would not be easily accepted by these native-born local literati.

In the wing room on the third floor, Kong Laosan listened for a long time and found it boring. He turned his palm and a piece of talisman paper fell into his hand. Under the influence, a ban was generated, and an invisible wave enveloped the surroundings. The originally noisy sound suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, he pulled it at the waist and shook out all the items in the storage bag, ready to take a good inventory.

In addition to his own "Yin Ling Sutra", two jade slips with a ghost face, a rope that records the flame-making technique and the hidden spirit technique, nine pings of pure evil energy, an unknown ancient order, a few pieces of Qingling Sect's identity token, a steel bracelet, a crocodile, and a lin.

The sword seals the soul of the crocodile and lin beast, a black coffin and a ghost weapon. In addition to the broken sword, there is a blood-colored sharp blade with mottled tortoise shell obtained in the ancient forest of demon burial. A bottle of small and exquisite palace building. Two blue and yellow mouths. A flying sword as long as the index finger. A fist.

Large and small black water beads, a large amount of monster materials, dozens of old mountain medicinal arrays, a flag array plate, a gold ticket with "Later Zhou Tongdui" printed on it, plus the corpse of a third-level bloodthirsty leopard and a pile of dense clouds like a hill.

All the spiritual stones and so on were laid out in front of him.

After a rough scan, there were about 6,000 spirit stones, but they were still far from the 100,000 spirit stones. Even so, Kong Laosan was secretly stunned. This was the first time in his life that he had seen so many spirit stones.

Kong Laosan thought for a moment, then singled out the bloody sharp blade, mottled tortoise shell, black water droplets, black coffin ghost weapon and broken knife and put them aside. He also divided the monster material array, flag array, two blue and yellow spiritual swords and the remaining items into two groups, respectively.

Stored in two light blue and dark gray storage bags.

The bloody blade is crescent-shaped, with some tiny jagged edges. It looks a bit uneven. The forearm is long and short, and the whole body is blood red. It has extremely complicated formation runes imprinted on it. I don’t know what material it is made of.

As thin as cicada wings; the mottled tortoise shell is a defensive weapon, it seems to be made from tortoise shell, with vertical and horizontal lines on it, making it look simple and heavy.

Both spiritual weapons were obtained from the middle-aged man in linen clothes. Their quality is quite good and they have reached the level of mid-grade spiritual weapons. The black water abacus is a strange weapon, the size of an adult's fist, and can be used under stimulation.

Large swaths of black mist were generated all around, and being in it was like being in a quagmire. Both movement and spiritual thoughts would be greatly restricted.

The activation of the alien soldiers does not need to be refined like the spiritual soldiers. It only needs to be infused with spiritual power. After playing with it for a while, he put the black water droplets into the gray storage bag, glanced at the black coffin beside him, and thought

After thinking about it, he did not immediately investigate, but took two spiritual weapons and started refining them.

Two days later, as the mottled tortoise shell in front of him emitted a faint earth-colored aura, Kong Laosan's handprints with closed eyes changed, and the power of his spiritual thoughts gathered like a tide. At the same time, with a thought, a bloody sharp blade mottled the tortoise shell.

One to the left and one to the right, swimming around in front of him endlessly, and a feeling of connection between mind and heart emerged.

The mottled tortoise shell is nothing special. It can turn into a huge tortoise shield when activated. The defensive power is amazing, but the spiritual power consumed also reaches a terrifying level, almost twice that of the steel bracelet; the bloody sharp blade in front of it is

Some are special. When activated by spiritual power, they are no different from ordinary spiritual soldiers. However, if a trace of natal essence and blood is mixed in when activated, the speed can instantly increase three times, and the sharpness is greatly increased. Ordinary defensive spirits

The soldiers simply couldn't bear it.

Putting the two spiritual weapons into the storage bag, his eyes finally fell on the dark coffin beside him, with a strange color in his eyes.

The coffin in front of me is less than one foot long and is integrated into one piece. Nearly a thousand runes the size of red dates are scattered around the coffin lid irregularly. If measured purely by physical strength, it can be said to weigh more than a thousand pounds. However, if it is measured by spiritual strength,

If you push it hard, it will become as light as a feather.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't see the reason, so Kong Laosan simply poured his spiritual power into it. On the coffin lid, the runes that were originally carved by a knife came to life in an instant, like a fish swimming in a painting, constantly swinging and gathering.

With just two breaths, a pictographic rune the size of a baby's palm, like the character "山" in ancient seal, appeared and wandered towards the gap in the coffin lid.

Kong Laosan's eyes were fixed on the coffin lid. To be precise, he should be staring at the "mountain" character on it. The power of his spiritual thoughts burst out of his body and went towards the rune to explore. Just a moment later,

Kong Laosan's expression became more and more strange. The runes in front of him were somewhat similar to the blood mass above his Dantian. They seemed to be just a ball of pure energy and had no entity in itself.

As the coffin lid made a heartbreaking "creaking" sound, inside the coffin, the body of the man in linen clothes came into view.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, a strange color flashed in Kong Laosan's eyes. He turned his hand and a thin booklet suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Yin Ling Jing" is the foundational technique originally obtained from evil people. The technique itself has nothing rare, but at the end of this booklet, there are five methods for refining alien weapons recorded: "Five Yins"

Bag, Purple Cloud Gourd, Ghost Flag, Bloodthirsty Vine, and Bone Puppet.

The refining of every type of alien weapon here has to be done at the cost of the flesh and blood souls of millions of creatures, but the last kind of "bone puppet" is somewhat special.

The refining of the bone puppet is not complicated. It uses the flesh of living beings as raw materials, chooses a sinister place, arranges a special formation, traps the cold and foul air nearby, integrates it into the corpse, and then uses special means to make the flesh

Refining, blending into the bones, until all the flesh and blood has been absorbed by the bones, and then supplemented with spiritual materials such as fine gold and mithril to refine it, and after rubbing the runes and spiritual patterns, it is done.

However, if you want to exert the true power of the bone puppet, you need to swallow the spines of thousands of creatures. The more you swallow, the stronger the power of the bone puppet. The only flaw is that this kind of bone puppet is limited by the raw material of bones.

After all, there is an upper limit for improvement.

Just when Kong Laosan was lost in thought, he seemed to notice something. He glanced outside the wing, frowned unconsciously, closed the coffin lid, put it back into the storage bag, then waved his hand, and waved.

Swinging, the surrounding restrictions suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just after doing this, a knock on the door came from outside. Kong Laosan seemed to have expected it. With a wave of his hand, the door opened in response. Liang Jun's Mansion Liang Dacai seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then he reacted.

Seeing Kong Laosan quietly drinking tea in the house, he didn't mean to entertain him at all, and he didn't take it seriously. He laughed and said, "Brother Kong Fang has been hiding in the house. No wonder I haven't seen him in the past few days. If not,

If you don't like it, how about I treat you to my brother tonight at Yixiang Pavilion?"


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