Murong Canghai was not in vain, and had no interest in arguing with Liang Kuan, who had beaten him down. He struck directly with two thunderbolts from his palms, but was blocked by the puppet again.
These two dolls look like they are made of some kind of special wood and are completely immune to the bombardment of palm mines.
Liang Kuan hid behind the two dolls, and a silk thread formed by spiritual power was found between the ten fingers of his hands. The other end of the spiritual power thread was connected to the joints of the two dolls.
Through these spiritual threads, Liang Kuan controlled the two puppets as flexibly as living people.
This sinister and despicable old guy turned out to be an extremely rare puppet master.
Murong Canghai was somewhat surprised.
Puppet Master is a branch of Mechanism, which was originally a unique practice of Mohism, one of the hundreds of schools thousands of years ago.
At that time, the Mohist sect was also one of the prominent sects at that time. Although its strength was not comparable to that of established sects such as Qiankun Guan and Great Mercy Temple, for a period of time it was on par with Shushan, which had just emerged.
The ideas of Mohism and Shushan Confucianism were in conflict with each other. The two were naturally dissatisfied with each other, so they often fought. In the end, Shushan was the better, completely suppressing the Mohism, and took advantage of the opportunity to become the Great Compassion Temple with Qiankun Temple.
, the Demon Palace, and the Five Ultimate Holy Land where the Wuzongs keep pace with each other.
After being defeated in the battle with Shushan, the Mohist disciples were disheartened, and most of them hid in the mountains and forests to spend the rest of their lives. A few disciples chose to join the Qiankun Temple, which had a closer relationship with them.
Thousands of years have passed, and the bones of those Mohist disciples who fled into the mountains and forests are probably reduced to ashes.
As for the unique skill of the Mohist Mechanism, due to its strict training requirements and the difficulty in finding the materials for its production, only a few people in Qiankun Temple are still practicing this technique.
I didn't expect to meet a wild one tonight.
Monks who practice puppetry are called puppet masters. The puppet masters themselves do not have any powerful skills, they rely on the puppets they make.
Different production techniques, materials, and engraved runes will give the dolls different attributes and abilities. Those who don't know about it will often be caught off guard and suffer big losses.
But Murong Canghai was not included in this list.
Seeing that the thunder in his palms could not cause any harm to the puppet, Murong Canghai no longer wasted his efforts. He switched the techniques with his ten fingers, and bright yellow flames ignited from his palms.
"Hehehehe, the three flavors of true fire refine all things in the world. Unfortunately, the calf's nose is not strong enough, so it can only forcefully stimulate the ***. This kind of heat is enough for roasting chicken and duck, but it is not enough to fight against my Iron Wood Divine General.
It’s of no use at all.”
Liang Kuan controlled the two puppets to rush towards Murong Canghai, while taunting him with a strange smile.
Facing Liang Kuan's ridicule, Murong Canghai turned a deaf ear. He first took a few steps away to avoid the attacks of the two puppets, and then made a half-circle on his chest with his palms burning with flames to form a ring of flames.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law - the Golden Crow Purgatory!"
As soon as he finished chanting the magic formula, countless golden crows made of false three-flavored real fire rushed out from the ring of flames and crashed towards the two dolls overwhelmingly.
Murong Qiu Shui once performed this move in front of the Immortal Division, but Murong Qiu Shui needed to use the talismans drawn in advance to perform it, while Murong Canghai could perform it with only handprints and magic formulas.
Although they are the same moves, the power of the two is completely different.
Murong Qiushui could only release dozens of Golden Crows formed from ordinary flames, but the Golden Crows released by Murong Canghai at this time were formed from pseudo-three-flavored true fire. Although the temperature was not as high as that of real three-flavored true fire, it was still hotter than ordinary flames.
Much stronger.
The most important thing is that the number of Golden Crows released by Murong Canghai is even greater. In just the blink of an eye, more than a hundred of them have rushed out of the flame ring.
If the temperature is not enough, please make up the quantity.
If one Golden Crow can't refine the doll, then dozens...a hundred...
When the Golden Crow hit the doll, it exploded into countless small flames. Instead of extinguishing, these small flames stuck to the doll's body like maggots on the tarsal bones.
In an instant, more than a hundred golden crows exploded, wrapping the two dolls into burning pyromaniacs.
Bang...bang...bang...
The high temperature caused the two dolls to begin to make continuous crackling sounds of wood, like firecrackers being set off during the New Year.
Ironwood is also wood, and as long as it is wood, it is afraid of fire. This is an unchangeable and irreversible law of heaven and earth.
The sound of explosions became more and more intensive, and within a moment the two dolls were unable to withstand the intense burning, and shattered and scattered.
Although the two dolls were successfully burned, Murong Canghai also felt uncomfortable. There was a slight sweat on his forehead and his breathing was a little heavier.
"Hehehe, Calf Nose is quite capable. I looked down on you a little bit earlier. Come again."
Amidst the strange laughter, Liang Kuan on the opposite side flicked his sleeves again.
Four black shadows flew out of his sleeves, expanded and deformed in mid-air, and when they landed on the ground, they turned into four puppets that were exactly the same as before.
"I would like to see how many ironwood generals the calf's nose can burn. Don't worry, I have had nothing to do these years and have made hundreds of puppets. I will definitely burn the calf's nose to your heart's content."
Entering the Hou Mansion, Rong Fei activated his spiritual vision and found that the two people guarding the west and north sides were still standing there with no intention of coming in. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Qu Hao and Liang Kuan who I met before should be both Earth realm monks, and the cultivation of the other two people is probably not much different. At this time, I have exhausted all my cards, but there is no helper who can help me.
Stop these two people.
Ke Rongfei just breathed a sigh of relief. There was still a real big BOSS in the Hou Mansion that needed to be faced.
After once again confirming through his spiritual vision that there was no one else in the Hou Mansion except himself, Chang Gaoyuan and the old man sleeping in the corridor, Rong Fei cheered up and walked towards the middle courtyard.
"The uncle of Fencheng came to my door in the middle of the night. I don't know what to teach him."
Seeing Rong Fei walking out of the shadows, Chang Gaoyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, asked in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, Chang Huai'en, is involved in a case. I would like to take him back to the Yamen for interrogation. Handle the case in accordance with the law. Please don't embarrass me while I wait for you."
At this time, Rong Fei finally stopped hiding his purpose.
"Oh? Although my son is naughty, he has always obeyed the law, but I don't know what case he is involved in. Uncle Fencheng might as well tell you in detail."
"The case is confidential and cannot be disclosed. The Marquis should let Mr. Ling come out as soon as possible."
"Unfortunately, my son is not in the house at this time, so Bo Kong from Fencheng made a trip."
"This is boring, Lao Gao. I promise you, I just asked about the case and released him immediately after questioning. I will never touch a hair of your precious son. Call Chang Huai'en to come out quickly and hurry up.
You can still come back in time for breakfast."
"I have already said that I am not in the mansion, please come back, Uncle Fencheng."
"It doesn't matter whether you're here or not, I have to search it myself."
"Rong Fei, don't be shameless."
Seeing Rong Fei's attitude of never giving up until he achieves his goal, Chang Gaoyuan finally gave up the hope of a peaceful solution and pointed his spear directly at Rong Fei's face. The overwhelming murderous intention accumulated in the battlefield for many years burst out.
Rong Fei was so excited that all the hairs on his body stood up.