Shi Du's words really moved Ouyang Liu's heart.

If it is really as Shi Du said, then the puppet is really a good helper for killing people and selling goods.

Mouthful!

After Ouyang Liu weighed it for a while, he asked, "What should I do?"

Shi Du said in a teachable tone: "You only need to imprint your own spirit on his spiritual core."

If an ordinary martial artist wants to do this, he needs a lot of material assistance.

However, since you have also cultivated the Soul Master, you can reduce the amount of materials you need.

All you need is some potions that can paralyze the nerves of the heavenly powerhouses, and some poisons that keep flesh and blood incorruptible.

Well, it's better to have something to help with flesh regeneration, and ......"

Shi Du thought of where he said, and after a while, he said a lot.

The more Ouyang Liu listened, the more his egg hurt.

In the end, he really couldn't listen to it anymore, so he had to interrupt: "Where can I get so many potions, is it so troublesome to refine the puppets of the previous corpse refining gate?"

Shi Du was not angry and said: "Of course, the refining puppet of the Corpse Refining Gate doesn't have to be so troublesome.

Isn't it like I don't have the inheritance of the Corpse Refining Gate?

If you don't film him as demented, I'll be able to ask him where he got his alchemy method.

When the time comes, you may be able to get the core inheritance of the Corpse Refining Gate.

Okay now, you filmed him like a dementia, and you can't even ask a fart.

Anyway, I'm going to be a puppet like this, you don't like it. ”

Ouyang Liu was speechless for a moment.

He knew with his toes that Zhuang Yingxian could not have the inheritance of the Corpse Refining Sect here, otherwise he would not have a puppet of the Heavenly Rank.

Even if he kept Zhuang Yingxian for interrogation, he probably wouldn't gain anything.

However, these words obviously don't make sense with the time to deliberately find fault.

He had to grope for Zhuang Yingxian first.

Ouyang Liu only hoped that Zhuang Yingxian would be able to bring the elixir he usually used to refine puppets with him.

Zhuang Yingxian did not disappoint him.

Just a moment later, Ouyang Liu took out dozens of bottles of potions, large and small.

After examining them one by one, he found that most of them were the ones needed to refine the puppet.

The potions that Shi Du mentioned before are basically available here, but the only thing missing is a potion that can stabilize the spiritual core.

After Ouyang Liu sorted these elixirs, he asked again, "Is it necessary to have that kind of elixir that stabilizes the spiritual core?"

Shi Du thought for a moment and said, "If it's me refining a puppet, I don't need this thing at all."

However, your use of mental power and soul power is too poor, and it is easy to collapse the spiritual core of the puppet.

If you don't have this kind of potion, if you refine a Heavenly Rank puppet, the probability of failure will increase by at least 30%.

Shi Du's words made Ouyang Liu grin.

If you refine an ordinary puppet, you will be counted as a failure, but the puppet materials of the heavenly rank are really rare.

For example, Zhuang Yingxian, a heavenly powerhouse who has refined half of himself first, is even more difficult to find.

If Zhuang Yingxian is really abolished, he will probably regret it for more than half a year.

Ouyang Liu frowned and said, "Can I put Zhuang Yingxian into the storage chess pieces?"

Shi Du didn't think about it: "It's not that he can't pretend, but after he puts it in, he will completely become a corpse."

Unless you can get the inheritance of the Corpse Refining Gate in the future, he will have no use value. ”

When it came to time, it was not beyond Ouyang Liu's expectations.

But then it's quite troublesome.

If he couldn't put Zhuang Yingxian into the storage chess pieces, he couldn't take Zhuang Yingxian out at all.

If Zhuang Yingxian found a place to hide nearby, he was not at ease.

After all, Zhuang Yingxian is a heavenly powerhouse, and his sluggish spirit only makes him lose his normal thinking ability, but the injuries on his body will still recover little by little.

At that time, a crazy heavenly powerhouse is running around, and he doesn't know how much trouble he will cause.

After Ouyang Liu weighed it for a long time, he finally decided to take the risk of refining the puppet.

After carefully inquiring about the process of refining the puppet, he began to prepare.

Ouyang Liu first confirmed all the potions that he had touched from Zhuang Yingxian's body, and sorted them away.

After that, he silently recalled it in his heart again, and then began to refine.

He first used the power of his blood veins to make a bottle of prepared arrow wood juice into a spray and sprayed it evenly on Zhuang Yingxian's body.

The sap of the arrow wood is a highly toxic poison that can cause blood to clot.

After being concocted, the medicinal properties were amplified dozens of times.

If an ordinary warrior is sprayed with this poison on his wound, the blood all over his body will coagulate in a short period of time.

However, Zhuang Yingxian's cultivation was the "Hundred Poison Quenching Method", and the blood in his body had already fused with various venoms.

As a result, after his wound was sprayed with arrowwood sap, the blood clotted very slowly.

Ouyang Liu didn't wait for the arrow wood juice to take effect completely, and then wrapped the hundred poison powder with the petals of the Moon Orchid.

After that, he stuffed it into Zhuang Yingxian's mouth.

After he used a gentle force to send all these powders into Zhuang Yingxian's body, this step was completed.

Once the mixture had taken effect, he pulled out another bottle of the Lizard Potion.

In this way, Ouyang Liu sent all kinds of medicines one by one into the place where they should exist in the order that Shi Du said.

Although it was the first time for Ouyang Liu to do this kind of thing, his memory far exceeded that of ordinary people, and his mentality was extremely stable.

So until the last step, Ouyang Liu did not make any mistakes.

After doing all this, Ouyang Liu slowly adjusted his state, and then spread his spiritual power.

When Ouyang Liu was handling the potion, he was also sensing Zhuang Yingxian's state from time to time, so he quickly found his spiritual core.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, but used his spiritual power little by little to wrap Zhuang Yingxian's spiritual core.

When the various medicines in Zhuang Yingxian's body had already begun to play their role, Ouyang Liu began to shake his spiritual power.

Branding the spiritual core is not writing on it.

Instead, it uses its own spiritual fluctuations to resonate with the puppet's spiritual core, thereby distorting the puppet's own spiritual band and making it an appendage of itself.

At the beginning, Ouyang Liu's refining was quite smooth.

However, just when Zhuang Yingxian's mental frequency was about to be distorted, Zhuang Yingxian seemed to feel that he was about to die and began to resist violently.

Ouyang Liu had already expected this, and instead of increasing the intensity of his mental tremors, he slowed down slightly, giving Zhuang Yingxian some respite.

After Zhuang Yingxian's resistance weakened slightly, Ouyang Liu once again increased the frequency of his mental tremors.

However, the frequency of his concussions had just increased, and Zhuang Yingxian's resistance became fierce.

Seeing this, Ouyang Liu had to slow down the frequency of his mental shock again.

What he has to do now is to consume Zhuang Yingxian's spiritual heritage little by little, just like fishing.

lest Zhuang Yingxian's resistance be too violent, and directly disperse his own spiritual core.

In this process, Ouyang Liu could not make the slightest mistake.

Any slightest mistake may cause Zhuang Yingxian's spiritual core to collapse, and it may even backfire against Ouyang Liu.

Regarding the current situation, Ouyang Liu had already made some mental preparations before refining.

However, the difficulty of distorting the spiritual frequency of a heavenly powerhouse was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

After only a few rounds, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.