Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

Chapter 209: Le Ling Xian Lu's Power

Now we know that the angel in there is most likely the puppet of God that Mu Jian mentioned.

Moreover, the remaining dozen or so puppets in golden armor are not much different in strength from real angels.

That is a dozen or so powerful people at the legendary level.

Moreover, they are all high-level legendary warriors, so it is impossible to force your way in.

Didn’t they see that Lei Bi, who had such great defense, was beaten into a dough by them?

But what can I do if I can’t force my way in?

Chen Xian pondered over the moments he had spent with Master Wen Dou in his mind.

Since these God Clan puppets are puppets, they must have many similarities with Master Wen Dou’s alchemical puppets.

Master Wen Dou once said that the most important things about a puppet are the magic pattern circuits and energy.

The magic pattern circuit is a magic array engraved inside the puppet to enhance the speed and strength of energy transmission.

Energy is easy to understand, it is energy, and the magic crystal in this world is the best energy.

Finally, there is the issue of materials.

Looking at the silver-armored angels that were all limp in the corridor, Chen Xian squatted beside the wing hill again to examine these wings.

"Sure enough, the wings are the energy source of these puppets."

After hearing Chen Xian's words, everyone gathered around the Wing Hill and checked the wings one by one.

"Boss, half of the puppet's energy is magic crystals, and there are no magic crystals in these wings."

Good said while holding a feather.

Chen Xian looked at the wooden slip and asked, "Does your Elf Secret Book record the structure or weaknesses of the Angel Puppet?"

"There are very few records about the period of gods and demons in the Elven Secret Book. I have only seen angel puppets, but no more detailed introduction."

Mu Jian thought for a moment and replied, "But according to the secret book, the strength of angels is related to the number of their wings, which may be the source of puppet energy."

Chen Xian put down the angel wings in his hand and looked up at the surroundings of the cave.

He ran into the golden-armored angel's attack circle provocatively, and quickly retreated before being attacked.

The golden armored angel puppet attacked very quickly. As soon as Chen Xian entered, the sound of fists and feet breaking the wind was heard.

If you don't want to be beaten into a pancake, you must quit immediately.

It felt like he was going in and out there.

Those golden-armored angel puppets raised their hands and feet in unison.

"Bang bang bang ~ bang bang bang ~"

"What are you doing, Boss?"

"Why is there such a rhythmic sound?"

Fatty and Good looked over in the direction of the sound.

It turned out to be the black people from Solo Island, who were hitting the wooden carts, planks and baskets with their hands or weapons.

The neat rhythm sounded in the cave, making people follow the rhythm.

"Are those black people playing music? It sounds pretty good." Lan Qiqi, who was attracted by the music, said intoxicatedly.

When Fatty Good and the others heard the music, they couldn't help but nod rhythmically to the rhythm.

"The melody is so attractive that I can't stop."

"Yeah, with this rhythm, the boss's dance is becoming more and more charming."

The beast tamers, that group of rough men, and their magical beast companions, had already begun dancing to the rhythm.

"What's going on? My body is constantly moving." Ulan Tuya also slowly and rhythmically swayed her body.

The Star Squad of the outer Moon Shadow Palace, the straight figure of the man with a sword on his back, also slowly swayed with the rhythm.

After being looked at by the Half-Faced Man, they immediately stood up straight.

"The people of Solo Island are indeed a race with strong musical talent, but when did they come up with such melodious and infectious music? I almost couldn't control myself."

The half-faced man wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at the black people led by Hei Niu, and continued to play percussion instruments.

At this time, only Chen Xian knew clearly that when he was drinking with the people from Solo Island for the first time, when the atmosphere was at its peak, he casually played a piece of percussion music for them.

The music is very simple, it is the theme song of the Blue Star World Cup.

However, as the most talented descendant of the Xingchen Sect's Le Lingxianlu, Chen Xian adjusted the rhythm casually in a daze.

It secretly matches the frequency of some organs in the human body, making people irresistibly sway to the rhythm.

What I didn’t expect was that the people on Solo Island had such a strong talent for music that they could remember it after hearing it once.

Just now, when they saw Chen Xian testing the waters with the golden-armored angel, they felt that the rhythm was somewhat similar.

In addition, the people of Solo Island have the custom of blessing with percussion instruments during battle, so they couldn't help but pick up the tools around them and start beating them.

Chen Xian, who was testing the golden-armored angel puppet, felt his heart surge with passion when he heard this familiar rhythm.

If there is a ball, even if the opponent uses the human wall tactic, with the blessing of the war song, he can score two goals at any time.

After dancing for a while, Chen Xian suddenly stopped at the arched door.

Chen Xian on Solo Island stopped, and the knocking action also stopped, and the rhythmic rhythm disappeared.

"Don't stop the music, keep on playing."

When Heinu heard what Chen Xian said, she immediately asked her tribesmen to start knocking.

Compared to fighting and killing, the people of Solo Island prefer this kind of percussion music, so they all started to play excitedly.

The half-faced man was a little confused. "This music does sound exciting, but can music also help defeat the enemy?"

Wulan Tuya rode the Earth Bear to the side of Fatty and the others and said, "Is your boss crazy? He is still in the mood to listen to music."

The fat man rolled his eyes at her and said, "What do you know? Doesn't this music sound passionate?"

"It's such a tense situation, some music can just boost morale." Good also joined in the defense.

Lan Qiqi rarely interrupted. She and Ruiz were together, swaying to the music, and they formed the atmosphere group.

As an elf, Mu Jian loves these natural things, especially music.

Seeing that Chen Xian was still in the mood to appreciate music at such a tense moment, I felt a little more admiration for him.

The reason why the person involved, Chen Xian, asked the people of Solo Island to continue playing percussion music was because when the music sounded just now, his compressed spiritual consciousness was able to break through the suppression and slowly expand the range of detection.

Although he was standing at the arched entrance now, as the music sounded, his spiritual sense could already cover the golden-armored angel puppet.

The divine consciousness that had merged and mutated with the spirit of the Tree of Life outlined the 3D images of the dozen or so angel puppets in his mind.

In my mind, there were more than a dozen golden human silhouettes, and the angel wings were simplified into a few tentacles growing on the back.

Deep inside the cave where spiritual consciousness cannot extend, golden energy is continuously poured into these tentacles.

Chen Xian controlled his consciousness and focused on the hill of angel wings behind him, and found that those broken wings were like dead objects and had lost the ability to receive the unknown energy.

"There is an energy source inside the cave, and these angel wings are the receivers."

"But only the wings that are still attached to the angel can be considered to have the function of receiving energy."

After the analysis, Chen Xian couldn't help but complain.

Is this a magical world or a technological world? They have even invented wireless energy transmission.

But then Chen Xian's eyes brightened.

What a huge amount of energy that can supply these hundreds of angel puppets.

Moreover, he felt from his spiritual sense that this golden energy had a familiar taste.