Si Lei Zhenjun

Seven days later, in the underground stone chamber.

On the ground, some puppets were forcibly broken into several pieces, their limbs separated from their torsos, presenting a shocking and tragic scene;

Others are so unrecognizable that their original appearance is hard to discern. Perhaps they have been impacted and crushed by extremely powerful forces, causing their entire bodies to become twisted, deformed, and shattered.

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Chu Xing stretched out a thick, muscular hand that was about a meter long and crushed the head of the last puppet in the field. Then, as if all the strength in his body was exhausted, his body slowly leaned backwards and finally fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, he looked extremely miserable. His magic power had long been exhausted, and there was not a single intact part of his body.

His clothes were torn to pieces, and his exposed skin was covered with hideous wounds. Blood kept oozing out of it, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

At the beginning, facing these ten golden elixir puppets, he could only rely on his wind and thunder flash magical powers to dodge them.

This went on for three days. Once, when he was dodging the puppet's attack, it was as if a flash of inspiration entered the altar, and he suddenly realized how to get rid of the state of turning into thunder.

Afterwards, while using Wind and Thunder to dodge the attacks, he began to try to fight back. However, due to using Wind and Thunder Killing Technique too many times, his magic power was exhausted prematurely, and he had to rely on his physical body to deal with the ten puppets.

He had never used his physical body to fight others before, so the deformed version of the magical power of heaven and earth had been put aside. Only after using it did he realize how powerful this magical power was.

It's not just his body that becomes bigger, his strength also increases. Now he is in the middle stage of the third realm of physical cultivation. If he uses the magical power of heaven and earth on his arms, he can blow away the golden elixir puppet with one punch.

As he used this magical power in actual combat time and time again, he could already control the parts of his body that changed at will, but it was limited to his limbs and head, and he could also control how much larger he grew, up to a maximum of three meters.

It's a pity that a certain bold idea didn't work out.

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An hour later, the lid of the bronze coffin in another stone chamber slowly rose up. Qi Wufeng climbed out of the coffin and walked sleepily to the door of the stone chamber where Chu Xing was, saying:

"Boy, are you still alive? If you are, make a sound!"

Chu Xing sat up from the ground with a wooden expression, walked to the door, and looked at Qi Wufeng with resentment: "Squeak!"

"..."

Qi Wufeng glanced at him, and when he saw the puppet debris scattered on the ground, his eyes widened immediately:

"Boy, you...killed them all?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Chu Xing said weakly.

Qi Wufeng's eyes gleamed with brilliance. He hurriedly opened the door barrier and came to Chu Xing, looking at him as if he were a treasure.

What does it mean to have ten Golden Core Perfection puppets? Even an early Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to defeat them, and only a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator could manage to defeat them.

This kid is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core... I have found a treasure!

"Boy, what's your name? Have you ever become a disciple in Qiangui Sect?"

"The Tao has no birth, no existence."

"What do you think of me?" Qi Wufeng smiled kindly.

"Nothing." Chu Xing just glanced at him indifferently, his voice still a little weak.

"I am a great cultivator who has reached the perfection of the Hedao, and I also have a relationship with Cui'er. As long as you accept me as your master, no one will dare to stop you from acting tyrannically in the White Bone Palace."

Qi Wufeng straightened his back and spoke in a gentle and persuasive manner.

"No one dares to control me now."

Chu Xing took out a small bone sword from his arms and curled his lips.

You have just achieved the perfect harmony of Dao, but you may not even be able to defeat my senior brother.

"I can pass on my lifelong experience of tomb robbing to you. The tombs in the world are so vast that there is no place that cannot be robbed!"

Chu Xing was a little tempted, but soon shook his head:

"Article 630 of the Dali Criminal Code stipulates that anyone who robs tombs shall be sentenced to five to fifteen years in prison, depending on the severity of the offense."

After he was released from the cave by Old Man Lu Yuan last time, he went to the Dharma Hall to borrow a copy of "Da Li Xing Lu", read the entire text and memorized it, just to avoid following in his master's footsteps.

He wanted to change old man Lu Yuan's inherent impression of Piaomiao Peak by his own efforts, and he would never do anything illegal in the future!

Qi Wufeng's expression froze:

"Boy, we are cultivators from the Demon Sect. Are you talking to me about the laws of Dali?"

"I have been law-abiding since I was a child. It has nothing to do with whether I am a demon cultivator or not!"

"I can also teach you the orthodox method of refining puppets. Corpse puppets are just a crooked way. If you keep company with corpses for a long time, you will easily be invaded by corpse qi and yin energy, and become half-human, half-ghost."

Chu Xing looked at the puppet wreckage scattered all over the ground, thinking:

"But... these puppets you made don't seem to have any intelligence. They're not very good!"

Qi Wufeng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared:

"How can a puppet have spiritual intelligence? Boy, go find a puppet that only has spiritual intelligence and let me see it."

Chu Xing looked at the other party with some disdain:

"Senior, as the saying goes, you never stop learning. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it either."

Qi Wufeng snorted coldly and said:

"I have been immersed in the art of puppetry for many years. In the world, there are only a few who can surpass me in puppet making."

Chu Xing thought for a moment and said:

"Senior, if I can tell you a way to make a puppet intelligent, how about you agree to one of my requests?"

Qi Wufeng glanced at him warily: "Tell me your requirements first."

Chu Xing:

"From now on, no matter what the circumstances, you are not allowed to restrict my personal freedom."

Qi Wufeng frowned and shook his head:

"No, Cui'er wants me to urge you to practice well. If you are lazy in practicing, I will not be able to report to her."

"Senior, you and her are as close as father and daughter. What's so difficult about reporting to her? And I promise to practice diligently and not make things difficult for you."

Qi Wufeng was silent for a moment, seemed a little shaken, and finally said:

"Okay, then you talk to me."

Chu Xing pondered for a moment and spoke slowly:

"The Great Evolution Divine Sect has a secret art of soul division. After practicing it, one can separate a part of their soul and attach it to a puppet. As long as we force others to practice this secret art, and then let them separate a part of their soul and attach it to the puppet, and then place soul restrictions on them, then the puppet will have intelligence, right?"

"You're completely taking advantage of this. Isn't this equivalent to human manipulation?"

Chu Xing spread his hands and said confidently:

"Just tell me if this puppet has gained intelligence. We only care about the result; the process is not important."

Seeing the other party remain silent, he asked tentatively:

"Senior, you won't regret it, right?"

Qi Wufeng glanced at him unhappily:

"Hmph, I promise not to lock you up in the future. However, if your progress in cultivation doesn't satisfy Cui'er, you will be the one to suffer."

Chu Xing hurriedly apologized with a smile:

"Senior, you are right. I just don't like being confined. I am not ungrateful. I will have to trouble you to use the puppet to help me hone my skills in the future."