Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Puppet
Mo Zhuoyu turned his head to look and found that the other puppets had not moved for the time being, so he turned around and continued to study the puppets that had been scattered by himself. The golems on the ground had their limbs broken off from their joints and scattered and fell to the ground. There was only a bare head and a disconnected body in the middle.
Mo Zhuoyu came to its huge head first, put his hand lightly on it, and transported spiritual power to check its internal structure.
The monk could not release his divine sense before the Jindan period, and Mo Zhuoyu could only rely on the flow of spiritual power to perceive.
Surprisingly, the inside of the puppet's skull did not have the complex structure that Mo Zhuoyu thought, it seemed to be just a huge piece of metal, and then it was simply carved into the appearance of a human.
Mo Zhuoyu withdrew his hand and looked closely at the skin on its surface, and found that things were not so simple.
On the puppet-like rough facial features, Mo Zhuoyu accidentally found traces of the flow of spiritual power. Mo Zhuoyu stretched out her hand and gently brushed the puppet's face, and the subtle touch under her hand made her guess.
Mo Zhuoyu used his spiritual power and slowly injected it along the small nicks on the puppet's forehead. The spiritual power instantly flowed like a stream of water, along the mark on the puppet's body.
The puppet, whose eyes had been closed and seemed to have completely lost its vitality, instantly opened its eyes and bloomed with a penetrating light.
But Mo Zhuoyu didn't dare to be scared at all, but stared deeply into the puppet's deep eyes like a lover.
The black eyes, made of something, are unfocused, but they still make people feel a burst of pressure.
After verifying the conjecture in his heart, Mo Zhuoyu did not stop, and then picked up all the remaining limbs and pieced them together into their original shapes.
After careful study, Mo Zhuoyu finally confirmed that the puppet had some kind of special mark engraved all over its body. It can clearly perceive a spiritual power source in its body, which is a bit like the spiritual stone used by monks now.
The marks on the puppet's body reminded Mo Zhuoyu of the magic patterns carved when refining certain magic weapons now.
These two may be based on the same principle, the spiritual power source in the puppet's body replaces the spiritual power of the monk, and transmits it to the whole body through the magic pattern, and then it can move freely.
However, in order for a puppet to move like a human and also attack, its carved magic pattern must be hundreds of times more complex than that of ordinary magic weapons.
Mo Zhuoyu was able to smash this puppet, which was also a coincidence. The magic pattern of this puppet has a node at its joints, which connects the flow of spiritual power in its body.
Mo Zhuoyu's attack actually destroyed the magic pattern node first, and after the magic pattern was destroyed, the puppet's defense power was greatly reduced, so that she could easily shatter it.
But now that you've figured out how the puppets work, how can you control them?
Mo Zhuoyu looked at the remaining puppets around him, and saw the light flashing between his eyes, as if he was about to attack again at any time, and his heart was racing rapidly.
In the end, Mo Zhuoyu came up with a stupid way, since it was difficult to attack by himself, it was better to let them kill each other.
Although he didn't know how the former disciples of the Illusion Sect passed the test, Mo Zhuoyu could only use this roundabout method without knowing anything now.
Taking out a Fool's Array from the storage bag, Mo Zhuoyu arranged it around the puppet and then activated the formation.
In order to increase the effect, Mo Zhuoyu did not stop, but continued to take out a fragmented array disk. After arranging it and activating it, Mo Zhuoyu retreated.
In fact, the two formations can't work completely at the same time, but now that time is tight and materials are limited, Mo Zhuoyu can only use this method to mix.
The Fool's Array already had a slight confusing effect, and the attack of the Fragmented Array made the formation instantly chaotic. 53 Chinese Net
The originally quiet puppets began to move one after another, because they were not driven by their masters, and the effect of the Circle of Fools made them completely forget their original mission, and only knew how to attack the surrounding objects.
In the empty space, there was an instantaneous sound of clanging and clanging knocks.
The strength of these puppets may only be equivalent to that of ordinary Qi cultivators, but their terrifying defensive capabilities make it difficult for monks who don't understand their weaknesses to attack.
Now that a group of puppets are fighting, Mo Zhuoyu guesses that the battle will not end for a while and a half.
With time, Mo Zhuoyu finally had the heart to watch the environment he was in.
The space is not large, and you can see the edge at a glance. The place where Mo Zhuoyu stood was a stone platform like a ring, but around it was an unknown space on the white side.
Mo Zhuoyu walked to the edge of the stone platform and looked at it, the white mist blocked his vision, and he couldn't see what was around him.
I took something out of the storage bag and threw it in, but there was no response. There was no sound of anything hitting the ground, nor did it trigger any other reaction.
Thinking of an insider, Mo Zhuoyu took out the Phantom Heart Bell, held it in his hand, and asked out loud.
"What's inside this white mist?"
The Phantom Heart Bell didn't seem to like to be held, so he gently broke free from Mo Zhuoyu's hand, looked around, and saw the formation arranged by Mo Zhuoyu and the puppet that was in a scuffle, and his body stiffened for a moment.
Immediately, as if out of sight, he floated across his body, facing the white mist in front of him, and replied in a cold voice, "This is the inheritance space of the Illusion Sect, and it is surrounded by a place of trials. But now there is no one to test, so he has not been summoned. ”
Mo Zhuoyu didn't seem to understand what he said, but since it had nothing to do with him, there was no need to pursue it. Turning around, he continued to wait for the melee in the formation to end.
A few hours later, Mo Zhuoyu put away his formation, and there was a stump and broken arm in front of him, and all the puppets were smashed to the ground because of their similar strength, and they hurt each other in the melee.
Mo Zhuoyu felt distressed for a moment, but thinking that after getting the puppet, he would be able to make a puppet by himself, and Mo Zhuoyu put away his mood again.
After cleaning up the puppets on the ground, Mo Zhuoyu was happy to find that there were two puppets that were not all broken, although one was missing an arm and the other was missing a leg, but it might still be able to be used reluctantly.
After putting all the puppet bodies from the ground into the storage bag, a voice was heard in the air again.
"The puppet trial is complete, the level is completed, inferior!"
After speaking, the vague figure appeared in the air again, gently raised his right hand, and a white light shot from his hand towards Mo Zhuoyu's brain.
Mo Zhuoyu had just recovered from the joy of completing the test, and when he saw the white light, he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the invisible coercion firmly fixed Mo Zhuoyu in place.
Fortunately, the white light hit Mo Zhuoyu and did not cause harm, but a piece of information appeared out of thin air in Mo Zhuoyu's mind. Realizing that this might be the legendary method of inheritance, Mo Zhuoyu gave up struggling.
After half a ring, the white light disappeared, and the cover of the "Puppet Divine Technique" was printed with four large characters that emitted dazzling light, like a book, which was deeply engraved in Mo Zhuoyu's mind.
Mo Zhuoyu didn't have time to take a closer look, and the figure in the air suddenly disappeared.
The surrounding environment changed again, and when he opened his eyes, Mo Zhuoyu found himself strangely trapped in mid-air.