"By the way, senior, there is something on this island that looks like a black dry corpse, that is a puppet made by the senior, right?" Shen Lang asked.

"Yes, but that's just an experiment, and the golem can be powered by a corpse bell, but it takes a lot of souls to move freely. If you want that puppet, I can teach you how to control it. The skeleton said.

"Oh, but I'm not going to look up to my predecessors. Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, he will not avoid the issue of principle.

If the old man knew that he had worshipped someone else as a teacher, he would probably break his leg.

"Ahem, you kid" The skeleton coughed angrily, and then sighed, "That's it, count your kid lucky." ”

The skeleton told Shen Lang about the method of controlling the dried corpse.

It turned out that the brass bell was called the corpse bell.

In fact, to control the dry corpse, the method is relatively simple, as long as you drop your own essence blood on the spirit rune of the brain of the dry corpse and the spirit rune of the corpse clock, the mind can be integrated with the dry corpse.

Shaking the corpse bell can give some simple orders to the cadre, such as asking the cadaver to kill someone in front of him, but he can't control the corpse's actions at will.

"Senior, why do the natives on this island also know about this control method?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"Hmph, I guess they stole me to drive the puppets before, and the method has been handed down. The skeleton snorted.

Shen Lang suddenly felt that the puppet technique was very mysterious, although the corpse bell could only give some simple orders to the dry corpse, but it was also equivalent to a very hanging killing machine, and it was already a miraculous skill to be able to use this corpse bell to do this.

"Boy, in fact, my puppeteer is far from being practiced at home. The puppet's mysterious seals and control charms were not refined by me, but there were a few of them in the puppet scroll, and I just used them. To be able to create that puppet scroll is absolutely amazing!" the skeleton sighed.

No wonder Shen Lang felt that the rune paper was extremely wonderful, and it turned out to be from the hands of a master. Although Shen Lang was not a Transformation Realm Martial Cultivator, he felt that Transformation Realm Martial Cultivation should not be able to make that kind of high-end thing.

These things are too far away from him, Shen Lang said to the skeleton: "If the seniors have nothing else, the juniors will leave first." ”

Seeing that Shen Lang was not interested in puppetry at all, the skeleton was a little unhappy, feeling that he was playing the piano to the cow.

"Hmph, you kid really can't read anything!, I have one last request, would you like to help me?" asked the skeleton.

"What requirements?" Shen Lang hurriedly asked.

He felt that this skeleton man was very good, and he had a puppet from someone else, so if it wasn't a difficult request, he would try to help others do it.

"I haven't been in the sun for thousands of years, move me out of this dark place and let me get some sunshine. The skeleton said immediately.

"Okay. Shen Lang nodded immediately. I thought it was a requirement, but it turned out to be so simple.

Soon, Shen Lang picked up the skeleton and walked out of the cave.

The poisonous insects in the cave were all raised by the skeleton before their death, in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing them.

These poisonous insects don't even need to eat, they can survive by absorbing the rich and clear air from the cave.

There was a bloodstain at the entrance of the cave, and a large number of poisonous insects were eating the bodies of the cannibal natives, and almost no one survived.

The scene was a bit miserable, and many people's flesh and blood were eaten away and turned into a pile of white bones.

These poisonous insects have not eaten for thousands of years, and when they encounter flesh and blood people or beasts, they rush to eat and bite like a demon seeing a beautiful woman.

It won't be long before the island becomes a world of poisonous insects.

Shen Lang ran the Divine Illumination Sutra, struck out the body protection qi, and passed through the hole full of poisonous insects.

Although the skeleton could not see, it could also perceive the aura of the gangqi.

"Protecting the body, there are only a few mental methods in Lin Hai Tianshan, which can release the protective body and protect the body, and attack and defense are integrated. Boy, I wonder what kind of cultivation you have?" asked the skeleton curiously.

"God according to the scriptures. Shen Lang replied.

"I see, boy, I underestimate you, you can also practice such a difficult mental method as the Divine Sutra to reach the fifth level. Skeleton said.

Shen Lang was a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "In addition to the Divine Illumination Sutra, what other mental methods can be like mine?"

"Hmph, as far as I know, there are several top-level mental methods such as Yijin Sutra, Jiuyang Divine Skill, Northern Spiritual Skill, and Taixuan Sutra, all of which can make Gangqi attack and defense in one. The skeleton said lukewarmly.

"Oh. Shen Lang responded. In this way, the Divine Illumination Sutra he cultivated, even in a martial arts holy place like Lin Hai Tianshan, was considered one of the top mental methods.

As soon as it encountered the sunlight outside, the surface of the skeleton made a "sizzling" sound, and there was a hint of white gas.

Shen Lang was shocked in his heart, and immediately said: "Senior, your soul can't stand the burning of the sun, it will dissipate." ”

"Hmph, after so many years, my three souls and six spirits have long been fused into one, and it is normal for my soul to be destroyed. I've lived enough anyway, so I can finally enjoy this burning pleasure. Far from being frightened, the skeleton burst out laughing.

Seeing that white smoke kept emitting from the surface of the skeleton, and the spirit would soon dissipate and disappear, Shen Lang's expression was slightly complicated. It turned out that he was begging for death.

Shen Lang fulfilled his wish and walked out of the cave, the scorching sun shining on the skeleton.

The skeleton let out a few squeals of relief, the sensation of burning his skin like a fire, and at this moment he felt like he had regained his body.

When the skeleton was about to be destroyed, he suddenly said to Shen Lang: "Boy, what I admire most in my life is the author of that puppet scroll, his name is Dry Bone Zhenren. If you can meet him in the future, can you tell me that I am his most loyal fan?"

"Okay!" Shen Lang scratched his head, and then said with a straight face: "If I can meet that person in my life, I will definitely help you convey it." ”

It seems that this senior is really obsessed with puppetry.

As soon as the words fell, a puff of white smoke evaporated from the skull's head and dissipated into the sky.

After all, it can be regarded as an acquaintance, Shen Lang found a place to bury the skeleton.

The island is full of poisonous insects, and this alien species is too strong to eat the animals on the island quickly, and sooner or later it will become a world of poisonous insects.

The stone chamber in the cave was indeed an excellent place to cultivate, but it was of little use to Shen Lang, he could only cultivate by taking spirit crystals.

As for the spirit stone mine at the bottom of the sea, the skeleton had also told him that the most central area had been dug up, and there was basically no spirit stone and spirit crystal to be found.

Ordinary spirit stones were too chicken, and Shen Lang gradually lost interest in mining.

When he arrived at the place where the dried corpse was hidden, Shen Lang dug up the dried corpse and took out the corpse bell from the storage bag.

Biting his fingers, he dripped blood on the black rune paper on the brain of the dried corpse and the rune paper of the corpse clock.

I saw a layer of gray light on the surface of the rune paper, gradually absorbing Shen Lang's blood.

In an instant, Shen Lang felt that his mind had a trace of communication with the dry corpse.