Chapter 5: Chapter 5 ：Zhao Yuehua: I’m so dead!
见前辈离开去收拾木偶制作材料后,李玄机靠在墙上进了屋,坐在躺椅上,双腿还有些发软.
筑基修炼者,来自青浪池...
如果对方有杀意,把他碾死,恐怕不会比碾死一只蚂蚁难多少.
他长长地吸了一口气,平复了情绪.然后他似乎想起了什么,从躺椅上跳了起来,冲向书房.
他平时一个人住,懒得收拾书房和卧室.
他刚才面对筑基前辈的压力太大了,没有想到.既然他的生命安全了,他自然要在意自己的名声.
"如果有人看到它,我,李,会毁了."
他匆匆走进卧室,把陪伴他多年的木偶全部塞进了储物袋里.然后他冲进书房,看到他的"名声"还在.挂在喉咙里的心终于落回了肚子里.
他把所有的废纸,尤其是那些有插图的废纸,都收集起来,放在火盆里烧掉.在确定书房"干净"后,他终于松了一口气.
"干净,我,李,干净."
李玄机安定了心思,回到躺椅上,想着今天发生的事情.同时,他心中也产生了疑惑...
她想要一个基金会建立的傀儡干什么?
那枚装有炼制筑基傀儡娃娃之法的玉简,显然是被篡改过了.它只有生产方法,没有应用方法.
别说针对灵魂的十六道限制了,光是傀儡的核心,就不像是普通的战斗傀儡了.
他以前在<天材地宝目录>上见过它.桐心木是一种灵性植物,但它可以吞噬人类的灵魂,非常邪恶.
也正是因为这一特点,桐心木成为制作诅咒娃娃,噩梦压制术等邪法的主要材料之一.因此,它并不便宜...
他的眼光很短,但他也知道这天上的物质和地上的宝藏的价值.而这只是一个傀儡的核心.加上其他辅料,光是生产成本就简直是天文数字!!
但傀儡只是一个工具...
炼制出来的傀儡实力不错,但最终还是被人控制了.一个普通的傀儡不能使用任何超自然的力量,技术或其他方法.
论战力,一个和修炼者同等级的战斗傀儡,绝对不如修炼者.
那她为什么要费尽心思,制造出一个不是战斗傀儡的筑基傀儡呢?那是什么傀儡?
李玄机皱了皱眉,揉了揉下巴,却想不通.他不知道刚才遇到的是福还是祸...
明月高挂.
赵月华走出集市,打算骑着法器离开,却惊讶地发现身后似乎有几条'小尾巴'...
修真界是弱者对强者掠夺的地方,丹药,法宝,灵石,灵脉等修炼资源,总是掌握在少数人手中.
而那些没有后盾,不想被修炼资源匮乏所束缚的松散修炼者,很容易误入歧途...
Just like at this moment…
Zhao Yuehua scanned with her divine sense and found that the 'tails' behind her were only a few Qi Refining cultivators. She sneered.
She was a pill refiner herself, and she was rich. She usually used a concealment technique to lower her cultivation level when she went out. She didn't expect that she would be targeted by someone today when she bought some things in the market…
She looked back and showed a panic expression, as if she had discovered something. Then she ran away from the market like a frightened little rabbit…
When she noticed that the few 'tails' behind her really followed her, the panic on her face disappeared in an instant.
She had no intention of being merciful for things like killing and robbing that could make a fortune overnight.
She flicked her wrist, and a light blue streamer flew out of her sleeve. As the streamer disappeared into the night, a few screams were heard.
In a short while, a huge pair of scissors-shaped magic weapon flew back to her, with some blood stains on the blade.
She put away the magic weapon…
She used a leaf-shaped magic tool to float away…
…
Li Xuanji was napping on the recliner, and suddenly felt something and opened his eyes. He saw a fairy in a skirt falling down like a silver light in the moonlight. His heart moved…
"The bright moon is lonely in the sky, but not as good as the fairy who descends to the earth~"
"…"
Zhao Yuehua raised her eyebrows and also heard the praise in his words. Then she seemed to think of something and asked with a smile: "Do I have any strange smell on me?"
"Strange smell?"
Li Xuanji was stunned and then sniffed. He said truthfully: "Besides the faint smell of spiritual herbs and pills, there is no strange smell on you, senior."
"That's good…"
Zhao Yuehua nodded slightly and said meaningfully: "I met a few blind thieves on the way back. I thought I might have some blood on me."
"…"
Li Xuanji's face stiffened and said dryly: "It's good that you are fine, senior."
It seemed like a casual chat, and the words were simple, but the hint in her words made him feel a chill.
"I have prepared the three materials you need."
Zhao Yuehua said and threw out a storage bag. She said: "If you didn't lie to me and you really know the puppet technique, you can make that puppet within two years…"
She paused and pondered for a while. Then she said solemnly: "Then I owe you a favor, a big favor that I can repay within my ability."
That's what he was waiting for!
Li Xuanji bowed his hands and said with equal solemnity: "I will not let you down, senior."
He took the storage bag and went straight into the quiet room.
In the quiet room, there was a magic altar left by his mother. This altar could help the puppeteers perform their techniques, but it had no other use…
And because the puppet technique was a rare and obscure path, even if he wanted to sell it, no one would want it. So he just kept it as a memento…
He didn't expect that he could use it today.
He took out all the materials from the storage bag and placed them on the altar. Then he went to take a bath and burn incense to prepare for work…
Zhao Yuehua didn't urge him, but instead looked at the altar with curiosity. When she saw a strange mask in the center of the altar, she couldn't help but exclaim.
She took the mask and rubbed it. She found that the mask was obviously made of some kind of wood, but the surface showed a bronze texture, and even some copper rust could be seen.
What was even more rare was that there was a faint light flickering inside the mask, which was obviously a magic tool.
She rubbed the mask for a long time, as if she thought of something, and looked a bit lost…
"This mask and the altar were left by my mother."
Li Xuanji came back and saw that she was holding the mask and seemed curious. He explained: "The puppeteers are a rare and obscure path in the cultivation world, and the threshold for entry is also high.
And this altar and mask are auxiliary magic tools for this path. The altar can save the caster's mana, and the mask can make the caster clear-minded, highly focused, and attentive."
"I see."
Zhao Yuehua showed a bit of enlightenment and asked: "Are they the same as the pill furnace for the pill refiners and the brush for the talisman makers?"
"You have a keen eye, senior."
Li Xuanji nodded slightly and explained: "But there is also a difference. Higher-level puppeteers can make puppets without the altar and the mask."
"That's rare…"
Zhao Yuehua nodded thoughtfully and then seemed to think of something. She asked with a flicker in her eyes: "There are very few puppeteer inheritances in the cultivation world. Did your mother tell you where her inheritance came from?"
"…"
She saw Li Xuanji silent and thought he was reluctant to say. She turned her hand and a jade bottle containing Qi Condensation Pills appeared in her palm. She said: "It's a bit presumptuous to ask about someone's inheritance, but I can pay you for it."
"You misunderstood, senior…"
Li Xuanji pretended not to see the bottle of Qi Condensation Pills. He took the mask from her hand and put it on his face. Then he sighed and explained: "When I was eight years old, my parents left and never came back. I didn't know until I couldn't pay the rent and was kicked out of the market that they were gone…"
He paused and went to sort out the materials for making puppets. He said sadly: "I want to know more than you where my mother's inheritance came from."
"…"
Zhao Yuehua's breath was stuck, and her hand and the jade bottle in her palm were frozen in mid-air…
Seeing the masked figure sorting out the materials for making puppets with a lonely look, she knew that her words seemed to have touched his wound…
She wanted to say sorry, but when she saw his lonely back, she couldn't say anything…
Holding the jade bottle in her hand, she silently retreated to the side of the quiet room.
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