The second floor of the castle.

Inside a spacious cultivation room.

This is a specially set up training room in the castle.

The inside is ventilated and breathable, the aura is abundant, and the formation is covered.

As soon as Ye Feng closed the door, the world around him seemed to be isolated.

Ye Feng didn't plan to cultivate, but patted the Qiankun bag, and from the mouth of the bag, a one-person-tall corpse flew out.

Plans to make a new golem.

The corpses were all white, with only bones and no flesh.

This corpse is the skeleton that Zhou Chuanlong left in the ruins after his death.

Ye Feng threw Zhou Chuanlong's corpse on the ground, and he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he turned around and took out the props he had prepared in advance to make a puppet.

The props are simple.

A black fountain pen.

A stack of A4 paper.

If there are other props, it is Ye Feng himself, as well as the understanding of the puppet talisman in his mind.

Ye Feng sat at a desk in the cultivation room.

This desk was originally used to place books, but now the books have been pushed away by Ye Feng and used to spread out the A4 paper and puppet runes.

Ye Feng sat down, and he looked at the landscape painting inside the puppet talisman.

With the improvement of his cultivation, his Yuan Shen has gradually increased, and this landscape painting has also made a subtle difference in his eyes.

As the saying goes, there are three realms of human beings.

Look at the mountain is a mountain, see the mountain is not a mountain, look at the mountain is still a mountain.

Although it seems to be nonsense, it actually represents a person's growth and the ultimate return to basics.

When Ye Feng first comprehended this puppet talisman, what he saw was a landscape painting.

Now that my cultivation has improved a lot, what I see is no longer an ordinary landscape painting.

"This mountain, this green water, this canyon, this dense forest...... On the surface, it looks like a landscape of mountains and rivers, but if you look closely, it feels like a giant has fallen to the ground. His head turned into a mountain, his body turned into a mountain, his feet turned into the foot of a mountain, his blood turned into flowing water, and his soul turned into those mysterious black lines. ”

Ye Feng stared at Fu Fang like this, stunned for half an hour, and for a while, he actually realized a lot.

On the surface, this is a landscape painting, but secretly, it actually alludes to everything about the human body.

"Puppet Charm...... The human body turned into a landscape...... Puppet ......"

Ye Feng muttered to himself, and his understanding of this talisman was deeper.

Thinking like this, I have a little more familiarity with those black lines in my mind.

The black pen moves.

Ye Feng began to pick up his pen and paint.

To be honest, Ye Feng is not good at drawing.

Because he didn't specifically learn to draw.

However, since he used the Yuan Shen to comprehend the puppet runes, he found that every time he painted, he was actually not painting with his hands, but more like painting with the Yuan Shen.

Genshin manipulates his fingers and draws what is in his mind.

Considering that the Yuan Shen is where a person's soul is, Ye Feng feels that his current self should be a soul painter.

Whew!

Ye Feng's eyes did not all fall on the white A4 paper, but while looking at the puppet charms, he thought thoughtfully.

However, under the command of the Yuan Shen, the fingers were drawn on the white paper one by one, outlining a new puppet.

About an hour later.

Ye Feng stopped suddenly.

Purely unconsciously, it stopped.

Ye Feng put down the black pen, looked down, and found that the characters in the painting had been formed.

"No face?"

Ye Feng looked at the man in the painting and raised his eyebrows.

I don't know if it was unintentional, or if he forgot, he didn't paint the facial features of the man in this painting.

"The subordinates have no face, meet the lord. ”

Suddenly, the man in the painting moved, immediately knelt in the painting, and spoke in a deep voice.

"White, black, faceless...... Well, it's pretty smooth, then you're faceless. ”

Ye Feng didn't know what Zhou Chuanlong looked like, so he subconsciously didn't paint his face, and when he heard the man's self-proclaim, he felt good, so he adopted it.

"Thank you, lord!"

Faceless stands up again in the painting.

At this moment, he only has a soul, no body.

"By the way, Faceless, how much do you cultivate?" Ye Feng asked a key question.

The black robe is the strongest puppet he has ever made, but it is also Diyuan, and now he has been given to his parents as bodyguards.

Now that a new puppet has been drawn, if the cultivation level is not too high, then he has to consider whether to use Zhou Chuanlong's corpse as his body.

"Earth Yuan Fivefold. Faceless replied.

"Jigen Fivefold...... It is five small realms stronger than the black robe, which is not much stronger, but it is also quite good. ”

Ye Feng groaned for a moment, and didn't intend to tear him off, he looked at the corpse of Zhou Chuanlong on the ground again, and thought about it, "Moreover, the corpse of Zhou Chuanlong is very strong, and if it is fused with the puppet of the Earth Yuan Five, it may be more than the Earth Yuan Fivefold." ”

Besides, at this time, even if he can draw a stronger puppet, it is estimated that he will not be able to exceed the fifth level of the earth element.

After all, Ye Feng is now building the Yuan Triple, and the mysteries that he can perceive about the puppet talisman are still not at the highest level, so he can't make a Tianyuan-level puppet.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng didn't procrastinate, directly picked up the A4 paper with a faceless painting, and walked towards Zhou Chuanlong's corpse.

Throw the A4 paper at Zhou Chuanlong's corpse.

In between, a black line was spent.

Ye Feng didn't know what this black line was, but he only knew that after drawing it, the two began to merge like a channel.

Soon, the faceless man inside the paper slowly fell off and gradually disappeared.

At the same time, Zhou Chuanlong's corpse also had some movement.

First, his white phalanges moved.

Then there was a twist of the arm.

Then his head was crooked, and his empty eyes seemed to glance at Ye Feng.

Finally, the corpse stood up, knelt down on one leg, and said in a deep voice to Ye Feng: "Thank you, my lord, my subordinates have no face." ”

"Shhh ”

Ye Feng looked at such a corpse covered in white bones, talking to himself, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

It's weird.

Because Zhou Chuanlong's corpse had no flesh and blood, only the skeleton remained.

Therefore, even if Ye Feng gave him a puppet-like soul, it was only a soul, and there was still no flesh and blood.

"I'll go get you some clothes, or I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if you show up like this. ”

Ye Feng was not afraid, but considering his public image, he was still in the closet of his own room next door, and took a hat, a black coat, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of leather shoes.

After putting it on the faceless, Ye Feng looked up and down.

If you don't look at your face, if you only observe from behind, he is 1.9 meters tall, mighty, and amazing.

If you look at the face, it's a bit infiltrating.

Especially seeing such a skeletal face in the middle of the night, it is an absolute adrenaline explosion.

(End of chapter)