Volume 1: Forsaken Lands Chapter 67: The Bone Golem
Zhuangyuan Building, located in the center of Fulin Long Street next to Lijing Avenue, although this place is not as prosperous as Lijing Avenue, but it can also be called a flow of people.
Perhaps the name of the restaurant is deeply loved by those literati, or perhaps the environment of the restaurant is comfortable and comfortable, and the restaurant occupies a wide area, and 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 folding fans are talking, quoting scriptures and classics, lips and tongues like swords, quite a kind of pointing out the country, inspiring the taste of words.
"Now that the war of the Four Kingdoms has started, my Great Qin's Black Armor Xuan Army is swallowing all directions, if you want me to say, there is no need to scruple so much, Bai Wuqi and Yekui, two generals, one south and one north, plus the Northern Song Dynasty, Yan and Zhao's millions of soldiers, directly hit Bianjing, Hou Zhou is powerless to resist, and within three years, it will definitely be destroyed. ”
"Huh...... Brother Zhao is a little whimsical, although the country is weakening in the Later Zhou, but in the end it is also an ancient dynasty that has been inherited for thousands of years, with a population of hundreds of millions, and it is really at the critical juncture of the country's ruin, I don't know how many heroes and heroes will die for the country. The war is together, and the lives are devastated, if you want me to say, we are all human beings, we live from the same roots, and there is no need to divide life and death. ”
The person who opened his mouth looked like he was forty or fifty years old, with white jade hanging from his waist, holding a folding fan embroidered with a map of mountains and rivers, and while talking, he couldn't stop shaking his head and sighing, quite a bit of compassion.
"Mr. Pei is worthy of being born in Qinyang Dao Palace, and he has extraordinary knowledge, what Mr. said just now, Xiaosheng thinks it is true, now the demon clan is powerful, and the human race is declining, if you continue to fight like this, sooner or later you will end up ruining the country......"
"Hmph, a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, the big husband is alive, he should make meritorious contributions, and glorify the lintel, although he is not talented, he will not be like some people, he will only hide here and shake his head, criticize the national government, and after this spring, he will definitely go to the battlefield, do his best, offer advice, and expand the territory for my Great Qin. ”
"What Brother Yan said won my heart, after the Spring Festival, when he went to the battlefield, Sun Mou will definitely make contributions with Brother Yan. ”
"That's ...... a mistake"
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For a while, the scene became extremely noisy, and the dozen or so literati gathered together were clearly divided into two parts, arguing with red faces. Among them, the Liang Dacai of the Liang Junfu is also impressively listed, but scholars like Liang Dacaizi who came here from remote areas to take the exam are usually marginal figures, and they will not be easily accepted by these native-born local literati.
In the wing room on the third floor, Kong Laosan listened to it for a long time, felt bored, turned his palm, and a piece of rune paper fell into his hand, under the urging, the ban was generated, and a layer of invisible fluctuations shrouded the surroundings, and the original noisy sound suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, he pulled his waist, shook out all the things in the storage bag, and was ready to take inventory.
In addition to its own "Yin Spirit Sutra", the bundle of immortal ropes, ghost faces, two jade slips that recorded the flame trick and hidden spirit technique, nine pure demonic qi, unknown ancient orders, several identity tokens of Qinglingmen, dock steel bracelets, crocodile swords, runes sealed with the soul of crocodiles and beasts, black coffins, and broken knives of ghost weapons, blood-colored blades, mottled tortoise shells, a bottle of small and delicate palace buildings, a blue and yellow spirit soldier flying sword with two index finger lengths, a fist-sized black water bead, a large number of demon beast materials, dozens of deep mountain old medicines, The array of flags, a golden ticket printed with "Hou Zhou Tongyi", plus the corpse of a third-order bloodthirsty leopard and a pile of mountain-like spirit stones, etc., were all spread in front of him.
After a cursory sweep, there were about six thousand spirit stones, but it was still far from one hundred thousand spirit stones, even so, it made Kong Laosan secretly speechless, it was the first time in his life that he had seen so many spirit stones.
Kong Laosan thought about it, and singled out the blood-colored blades, mottled tortoise shells, black water beads, black coffins, and ghost weapon broken knives and put them aside, and divided those demon beast materials, array flags, two blue and yellow spirit swords, and the rest of the things into two groups, and put them into two light blue and dark gray storage bags respectively.
The blood-colored blade is crescent-shaped, with some fine serrations on the edge, which looks a little untidy, the forearm is long and short, and the whole body is blood-red, and it is printed with extremely complex formation runes, and I don't know what material it is refined, it is as thin as a cicada's wings;
The two spirit soldiers were obtained from the middle-aged man in the linen shirt, and the quality was quite good, and they had reached the level of a middle-grade spirit soldier. The black water flow abacus is a strange weapon, the size of an adult's fist, and under the urging, it can generate a large area of black mist around it, and being in it is like being in a swamp, whether it is action or divine thoughts, it will be greatly restricted.
The urging of the alien soldier does not need to be refined like a spirit soldier, just infuse the spiritual power, play with it, put the black water bead into the gray storage bag, his eyes swept over the black coffin beside him, thought about it, and did not immediately probe, but took two spirit soldiers and began to refine......
Two days later, as the mottled tortoise shell in front of him emitted a faint earth-colored aura, Kong Laosan's handprints in his closed eyes changed, and the power of his divine thoughts was like a tide, all of which were retracted. At the same time, as soon as his mind moved, the blood-colored blades and mottled tortoise shells swam around in front of him endlessly, and a feeling of mental connection arose.
The mottled tortoise shell is nothing special, it can be turned into a huge tortoise shield under the urging, and the defense power is amazing, but the spiritual power consumed has also reached a terrifying level, almost twice that of the dock steel bracelet;
Putting the two spirit soldiers into the storage bag, his eyes finally fell on the swarthy coffin beside him, and there was a strange look in his eyes.
The coffin in front of him is less than a zhang long, and it is integrated, and nearly a thousand runes the size of red dates on the coffin lid are irregularly distributed around, and if it is measured purely by the strength of the body, it can be said to weigh more than a thousand pounds, but if it is urged by spiritual power, it will become as light as a feather.
After thinking about it, he couldn't see a reason, Kong Laosan simply poured it directly with spiritual power, and on the coffin lid, the runes that were originally carved like knives came to life in an instant, like a fish swimming in a painting, constantly swinging and aggregating, just two breaths, a pictogram rune the size of a baby's palm, like the word "mountain" in the ancient seal, condensed out, and wandered towards the gap in the coffin lid.
Kong Laosan's eyes were firmly fixed on the lid of the coffin, to be exact, it should be staring at the "mountain" character on it, the power of divine thought broke out of the body, and went towards the rune, but after a while, Kong Laosan's face became more and more strange, and the rune in front of him was somewhat similar to the blood and qi mass above his dantian, it seemed to be just a pure energy, and it did not have an entity.
With the tooth-squeezing sound of the coffin lid, the body of the man in the sackcloth came into view inside the coffin.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, a different color flashed in Kong Laosan's eyes, and with a flip of his palm, a thin booklet suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Yin Spirit Sutra", the foundation technique obtained from the evil Taoist at the beginning, the exercise itself is not rare, but at the end of this booklet, there are five kinds of different weapon refining methods: "Five Yin Bags", "Purple Cloud Gourd", "Yin Soul Banner", "Bloodthirsty Vine", "White Bone Puppet".
The refining of every alien soldier here has to be at the cost of the flesh and blood of tens of millions of living beings, but the last kind of "white bone puppet" is a bit special.
The refining of the white bone puppet is not complicated, with the living soul as the raw material, choose a fierce place, arrange a special formation, detain the nearby cold and filthy qi, integrate it into the corpse body, and then use special means to refine the flesh and integrate it into the white bones, until all the flesh and blood are absorbed by the white bones, and then supplemented by spiritual materials such as pure gold and mythril to refine it, and after rubbing the rune spirit pattern, it is considered a great success.
However, if you want to exert the true power of the white bone golem, you need to devour the backbones of thousands of living beings, and the more you swallow, the stronger the power of the white bone golem. The only fly in the ointment is that this kind of white bone puppet is subject to the restriction of white bone raw materials, and it has an upper limit for improvement after all.
Just when Kong Laosan fell into thought, he seemed to notice something, glanced out of the wing, frowned unconsciously, closed the coffin lid, put it back into the storage bag, and then waved his hand, fluctuated, and the surrounding prohibitions suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Just after doing this, a knock on the door came from outside the door, Kong Laosan seemed to have expected it, with a wave of his hand, the door opened, Liang Junfu Liang Dacai seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then reacted, and saw Kong Laosan was quietly drinking tea in the house, without the slightest intention of entertaining, and did not care, he smiled and said, "Brother Kong Fang has been hiding in the house, no wonder I haven't seen it in the past few days, if you don't dislike it, how about Leaning on the Xiang Pavilion tonight and treating your brother?"