Magic Punk

After pondering for a moment, Xuanyi finally decided to release the Xuanwu Scales. The black scales, which were no bigger than a child's hand, swirled in the air for several times, and finally landed on a black animal bone without any movement.

Xuanyi looked at the animal bone. When he explored it before, the animal bone had lost all its spirituality and had no response under his own spiritual inspection. However, when the Xuanwu scales were attached, he saw that the animal bone began to emit sounds. There was a faint glimmer of light, and the surface of the animal bone began to squirm slightly as if it was melted, and the size became smaller and smaller, until finally there was only a clanging sound, and black scales fell on the workbench, while the animal bones were like It swallowed it up and disappeared without a trace.

Then the Xuanwu scales buzzed in place as if they were spiritual, as if waiting for Xuan Yi's next instruction.

Xuan Yi smiled lightly. Seeing this scene slightly diluted the haze of not getting the resurrection technique he wanted before. He raised his finger slightly, and his Xuanwu scales seemed to be forgiven. He flew up from the air again and flew to another place. On a piece of gray animal bone, it continued to be devoured and fused.

In fact, Xuanwu scales are now the most commonly used spiritual weapon of Xuanyi. Due to their hardness and speed, they are always used with great success. And because they are fragments of the Xuanwu gauntlet, there is no danger of being recognized, just because of the lack of materials. He didn't want to reveal his identity, so Xuanyi never had the chance to repair the Xuanwu Scales. Now that the Xuanwu Scales have found what he needs here, there is certainly no reason for Xuan Yi to stop it.

But he still asked Xuan Er one more question: What exactly are these animal bones?

Xuanji smiled: The remaining bones of the dragon clan in this world were first excavated by Rodriguez from their cemetery, and then by chance, they came into the hands of my ancient man. There are many things in the dragon's bones. It has quite a lot of power and knowledge. Although the essence is not one in ten at the moment, it can still be used as an excellent tonic for the basalt scales of the giant mountain turtle.

It's just that after the basalt scales swallow up these giant dragon bones, it will never be able to return to its original path. In fact, I am also looking forward to any changes in the end. Xuanji added.

Xuanyi nodded and stopped blocking him. He just watched the basalt scales rising and falling in the studio, constantly devouring the dragon bones that may have been tens of thousands of years old. Sometimes when they encountered hard bones, Xuanyi would also intentionally inject spiritual power into the basalt scales in order to speed up the swallowing and digestion of the dragon bones. All this took a full hour of effort, and by the time the dragon bones in the entire studio had been swept away by the basalt scales, Xuanwu Scales turned around and flew towards Xuanyi, just like a well-fed bee returning to the hive. However, this bee was obviously a little drunk, so it danced in the air from time to time.

While the basalt scales were devouring the dragon bones, Xuanyi was not idle. He continued to thoroughly explore the studio, as well as the many experimental benches outside including the bookshelves. But in the end, except for a small amount of materials that had been baptized by the years, he could still Outside of use, the rest is basically a pile of garbage.

The ancient books on those bookshelves are certainly considered wealth, but Xuan Yi has no intention of becoming a necromancer for the time being, because he has no foundation in magic at all, and perhaps even has poor magic talent. Let him imitate Xuan Er's old friend It is much more difficult to switch from an elemental mage to a necromancer.

Besides, so what if he becomes a necromancer, he still has to relearn the knowledge and rebuild the wheel that the necromancer once created. It will take tens or hundreds of years. In comparison, it is better to think about it. How to read the Book of the Dead left by the necromancer is more practical.

With this thought in mind, Xuan Yi did not touch those magic books. After confirming that there was nothing worth searching for in the laboratory, he closed the door, exited the underground secret room with a somewhat drunken Xuanwu Scale, and then followed Xuan Er's instructions. After closing the door again according to the taught method, and then ascending the spiral staircase to Liu Sisi's house, the sky in the distance was still dark, and it was only two o'clock in the morning.

At least your efficiency is pretty high?

Xuanyi laughed lightly at himself, and then twisted the wall lamp on the wall to make the wall panels of the underground secret room disappear again. Now that he had entered the underground secret room, Xuanyi had a deeper understanding of the situation in this house. Xuan Er speculated It is very likely true that this house may have belonged to the old house of the Lan Yinge family before. However, for unknown reasons, Ge Sheng, the first generation disciple, gave the old house to his old friend who was a necromancer. Here he devoted himself to studying the method of resurrecting his sister, and although it was finally effective, due to some reasons, the necromancer did not actually implement this method, and only kept it underground as an idea.

But who would have expected that thousands of years later, his descendants would take the risk and open the secret room that their ancestors strictly prohibited from opening because of the death of their daughter. They finally found and interpreted the Book of the Dead and found an almost perfect method of resurrection. Then, there was Liu Sisi, who was probably resurrected by this resurrection technique.

Of course, judging from Liu Sisi's subsequent experience, the mysterious disappearance of her parents' servants at home is likely to be related to this resurrection ceremony. However, if she cannot decipher the Book of the Dead, then Xuanyi will not be able to learn the truth about this resurrection ceremony unless he Liu Sisi's father can be found whose whereabouts are unknown. According to the description in the diary, Liu Sisi's father is probably a reclusive powerful man above Dongxuan. In this case, even if Xuan Yi can find him, he may not be able to get any favors from him. . And seeing that Liu Sisi was helpless for so long, it was very likely that Liu Sisi's father also died during that resurrection ceremony.

Otherwise, no father would be able to resist seeing his beloved daughter in such a situation.

While thinking this, Xuanyi had already walked out of the hall on the first floor, locked the door again, and even put the vase back on the door. Unless he was a detective agent of Xuanyi's level, most people would not do it at all. You will find someone sneaking in here quietly in the dark night.

After all, Xuanyi didn't take too many things with him. Apart from the dragon bones swallowed by Xuanwu scales, there were only the diary and the Book of the Dead suspected to be Liu Sisi's father.

But now Liu Sisi seems to have lost part of her memory. At least she has never realized that she has died once, so it is not suitable to use the handwriting in the diary to ask if it belongs to her missing father.

Especially now that the most valuable thing is actually the undecipherable Book of the Dead, rather than confirming the relationship between Liu Sisi and the owner of the diary.

Thinking like this, taking advantage of the moonlight that had not yet set, Xuan Yi glanced at Jimmy, who was dozing under the moonlight. His dog house was actually very exquisite, but now he was lying on the grass. The slightest movement would wake him up. Barking wildly, Xuan Yi didn't make any sound along the way.

The young man thought like this, and after thinking for a while, the wings of the flames opened subtly, and the whole person rose into the air under the night moonlight, and then silently, like a knife cutting through butter, broke through the layer that was powerful but for him It has become like a protective barrier of nothingness.

But as soon as he broke through the barrier, Xuan Yi saw a black figure standing on the opposite roof under the moonlight.

He seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

May I ask your Excellency what you have gained?

He waited and said calmly.

It was in the language of Star City.