"It's not the Sky Demon Dragon Ball, it's something I gave you last time."

"That's it." Ling Lao nodded and said, "I haven't researched anything, this thing is a bit like an alchemy creation, you take it back to the Holy City, let the alchemy masters of the Holy City study it well."

"However, there's a good chance this thing has something to do with another legendary race." As the first person to study the ancient books of the Holy Alliance, Ling Lao knew a lot of strange things: "That is the branch of the Giant Clan: the Dwarf Clan."

"Although they are called dwarves, each of them is two meters tall, taller than most humans, they live on top of the mountains, hollow out the mountains, regard the mountains as their own kingdom, and are good at crafting divine weapons, it is said that a dwarven kingdom of 100,000 people can have hundreds of artifacts."

"Really?" Li Wuzai didn't remember the dwarves mentioned in the Divine Seal Throne at all, but the elves had mentioned a lot.

"It's all said to be a legend." Elder Ling expressed his emotional stability: "These records are all recorded from the ruins of an elven race, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a legend for a race that is already a legend. But didn't you write The Lord of the Rings? Aren't there dwarves in there?"

"Hahahaha, it's nonsense."

Li Wuzai looked at the magic crystal in his hand, and felt more and more that it was a pity to kill that demon lord in the first place, if he left the other party alone, how much useful information could be found here!

"Young man, don't think so much, okay, here's this." Elder Ling got up to see off the guest, and handed him a letter by the way, which was a letter from the official of Zhennanguan and the head of the Priest Temple, and the honorary hall master of the Priest Temple.

"Whether it's dwarves or elves, it's a race that has been extinct for years, and it has nothing to do with us anymore."

After the Battle of Fantasy Paradise, most of the demon hunters chose to return to the Holy City, they were temporarily summoned, and when they came out, they had no mission at all.

And the No. 2 Demon Hunter Regiment has to go back.

The main thing is that the token of their leader's demon hunting group exploded, and they won't go.

Because he finally broke free from the quagmire of battle, on the way back, the group was fighting and making trouble, without the slightest breath of the demon hunting group, but as if they were coming for an outing.

Zhao Kong, who had been deleted and retrained, became the one with the lowest cultivation in the entire Demon Hunting Regiment, but whenever someone mentioned it, Zhao Kong would say in a heartfelt manner: "You want to compare cultivation with my one-month-old child? Do you still want to nod face? I've got a new lease on life!"

Who would have thought that Zhao Kong's rebirth would be so physical.

Li Wuzai and the others were in a carriage during the day, because they were too tired, and everyone didn't put cultivation first at Li Wuzai's request along the way, and when they encountered the city, they even had to go in and shop for some special products.

I don't have to travel overnight, I can stay on the spot if I can, and resting in the hotel is much more comfortable than a horse-drawn carriage.

And every night, Li Wuzai would take advantage of the night to find Long Haochen, and then enter the Tower of Eternity to tinker with some small experiments.

The disillusionment of ethics made Long Haochen feel uncomfortable, but because the experimenter himself signed the consent form, Long Haochen couldn't say anything, so he could only ignore it. ….

Finally, on the night before returning to the Holy City, in the presence of Long Haochen, Commander Sunflower, Corporal Pea, Spiced Egg, Cloak Jun, and Zhao Kong, Li Wuzai finally completed his masterpiece.

"Come on, Lao Zhao, you come to cut the ribbon."

Li Wuzai handed a pair of scissors to Zhao Kong, and Zhao Kong stepped forward to cut off the ribbon.

"Good! Okay!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"This thing looks too much like Lao Zhao!"

"That's me!"

Commander Sunflower looked at the freshly baked Zhao Kong puppet, then looked at Zhao Kong 2.0 and asked, "You said this is you?"

"It's me."

"Really?"

"This is me, and I was very thin at the time."

"I said he wasn't you."

"You say he's not me?"

"It's not."

"I don't think he's you, too."

The freshly baked Zhao Kong puppet looks like a person at first glance, because Zhao Kong was forcibly robbed of his soul when he was transformed into a necromantic creature, so Zhao Kong and the puppet itself maintain a certain connection, and after refining the corpse into a puppet, Zhao Kong can use his soul to mobilize the operation of the puppet.

Puppets can't be judged by spiritual cultivation, and after Zhao Kong controlled the puppet and the skeleton warriors in the Tower of Eternity, everyone gave the puppet a rough grade.

"In terms of strength, it should be similar to a fifth-order skeleton warrior, but it is more flexible than a skeleton warrior." Li Wuqi thought for a moment and said, "But it can absorb the aura of death and evolve on its own, Haochen, do you have any big activities after you go back?"

"No, I'm going to fix it too."

"Okay, this puppet will be put on the Tower of Eternity to hang up and upgrade."

"Okay."

Long Haochen was a good and obedient boy, but he still raised doubts: "However, is it really good for Brother Zhao to take this puppet to the battlefield?"

Long Haochen meant to ask if the others would be surprised when they saw Zhao Kong's puppet, while Li Wuzai understood that Long Haochen was starting to worry about the necromancer again.

"Don't worry, go back and put a black cloth on him, cover his face, dress up, I'm transforming him, sprinkle some life potion or something, and when the time comes, I will say that it was fished out of the ancient ruins of the elf race, absolutely no one doubts it." Li Wuzai took out the magic crystal that was suspected to be a dwarven creation and said, "Anyway, they're all dead, and I don't mind having an extra black cauldron on my head."

"Even if they minded, they wouldn't be able to protest."

Zhao Kong is still happily controlling his puppet, unlike the light stickman who breaks his memory, Zhao Kong's control over the puppet is clearer, just like his own doppelganger, because that is the original him!

It's just that Zhao Kong's mental power is not enough, and he can't perfectly control his current body and the puppet's body to make different movements, so Li Wuzai prescribed him a training method for this.

"You just listen to me, don't think about the high-end operation of one person manipulating two people, you first learn to draw a circle with your left hand and draw a square with your right hand, and after you finish drawing, you are practicing writing vertically with your left hand, and writing horizontally with your right hand.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, change the source, .huanyuan. 】

A group of people returned to the real world talking and laughing, and when Long Haochen returned to the room, he was immediately blocked by Cai'er.

"Tell me, what are you doing?"

And not far away, Wang Yuanyuan and Ai Ying seemed to have made an appointment with Cai'er, and they also made the same move.

Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night.

Superman Ah Z