The Pú Yāo took a step forward from the altar and walked down, with the water ball behind her crashing down.

  He doesn't look too good.

  "What are you doing?" Zuo Mo asked tentatively.

  "None of your business!" The Pú Yāo's face was gloomy and his tone was unpleasant.

  At a glance, Zuo Mo knew that it was useless to expect anything from Pu Yao, so he busied himself with his own affairs.

  He began to prepare the puppet for the upcoming Shigemontan. For Gong Sun, this war enthusiast, he was quite confident. He didn't know where this confidence came from, but thinking about it carefully, Gong Sun was actually just a newcomer, yet Luo Mo's confidence in him wasn't reduced in the slightest due to his newcomer status.

  Was it because of the psychological shadow left by losing a few games of Go with him? Zuo Mo thought to himself.

  The methods of refining puppets are numerous, the most common and superficial ones are made from paper or bamboo, while more advanced ones include corpse refinement. After death, the body is buried underground, and the yin energy erodes it for a long time, giving birth to a few points of spiritual mystery. However, corpse refinement is still somewhat taboo in the eyes of many major sects. But the method of refining corpses is not complicated, nor is it difficult to obtain, as long as you find a suitable corpse and refine it slightly, its power can be impressive.

  The corpses used for corpse refining are rarely human corpses, after all, no one wants to be desecrated after death, and most of them are beast corpses.

  However, Zuomo had nowhere to find so many beast corpses, and the method of refining corpses was not suitable for him. He decided to make the simplest paper puppet, with bamboo as the skeleton and paper as the body. Although the paper puppet was not durable, it should be barely usable for mining.

  Zuo Mo decided to give it a try first.

  Took out a section of two products Xiangfei bamboo, two products yellow paper, busy for half a day, finally tied up a paper man. First time doing it, craftsmanship is rough, the paper man looks awkward. Zuo Mo didn't think much of it either, picked up the cinnabar pen and patiently drew the seal script on the paper man's body.

  After a while, the paper man's body was filled with curved and curved seals, and Mo stopped his pen satisfactorily.

  He leaned forward, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of pure spiritual energy onto the paper man. The crimson seal pattern suddenly lit up. The paper man squeaked and struggled to get up, swaying back and forth.

  The paper man was about one foot tall, and as it walked, the rustling sounds of bamboo and paper filled the air. Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he saw that the paper man clumsily raised its hands, making him worry that it might collapse at any moment.

  Whoosh!

  The paper man's outstretched arm suddenly flew out a strip of yellow paper as wide as a palm, and unlike the paper man's clumsiness, the flying yellow paper strip was extremely agile, accurately wrapping around a fist-sized stone. The paper strip contracted back and forth, carrying the tightly wrapped stone, and flew back to the paper man's side.

  That's interesting!

  Zuo Mo watched the paper puppet, and found it more interesting. He tried to control the paper puppet to make various movements, after a while, the paper man fell to the ground with a pop, no matter how Zuo Mo urged it, it didn't get up. Zuo Mo hastily checked the paper man, only to find that the spiritual energy of the paper puppet had been exhausted.

  This won't do, if it's just going to be a hassle like this and then give up, the paper puppet is fundamentally useless. I have to think of a way to increase the spiritual power of the puppet. Zuo Mo stared at the paper puppet in front of him, thinking deeply.

  Made from low-grade materials, they can't store much spiritual energy, which is a common problem with low-grade puppets.

  Zuo Mo suddenly thought of the Crystal Stone Magic Treasure, his eyes lit up, and he realized that all Crystal Stone Magic Treasures used crystal stones as their spiritual energy source, allowing for prolonged use! The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this characteristic of Crystal Stone Magic Treasures met his requirements.

  Nor did they expect these paper puppets to fight and struggle, they just did some heavy work, stable spiritual power supply, fully met the needs.

  After figuring it out, he immediately made changes. Inside the paper puppet's body, he wove a bamboo basket that could perfectly hold the crystal stone, and added new talisman patterns along the bamboo frame.

  The revised paper puppet was indeed energetic and lively, and after a series of manipulations that lasted for several hours, it still showed no signs of fatigue.

  However, Zuo Mo soon discovered a new problem. The paper puppets were tireless, but after using them for several hours, he became exhausted. This new problem caught Zuo Mo's attention, as these paper puppets were meant to be used for mining, and it was impossible for him to stay in the mine himself, directing them to mine, which would not be more efficient than mining himself.

  To make the paper puppets mine on their own, no need to control them yourself. If you can do that, even if the efficiency is a bit low, you can also extract yourself from the heavy mining work. Anyway, it's not like you'll be hurt by making a few more paper people!

  But soon, Zuo Mo realized that this problem was beyond his capabilities. If he wanted the puppet to be able to recognize things on its own, it would need to have spirituality and open up its spiritual wisdom. There were many ways to open up one's spiritual wisdom, but none of them were something that a mere Condensing Pulse cultivator like Zuo Mo could accomplish.

  Is this idea going to die like this?

  Zuo Mo furrowed his brow in deep thought. His current situation was getting more and more complicated. If only he could split himself into two halves, that would be great. Splitting into two halves...

  Like a flash of lightning, he suddenly understood

  Little tower!

  Able to replace oneself, and be in sync with one's own mind, that is Xiao Ta! Xiao Ta can even control the complex array "Tian Huan Yue Ming Zhen", let alone a few dozen low-level puppets, which are simply a piece of cake.

  Not bad! Xiao Ta is just right as a foreman, and Zuo Mo suddenly felt more confident.

  Where's Xiaotao?

  Looking around, there was no sign of Xiao Ta. My heart skipped a beat as I wanted to communicate with Xiao Ta, but found that the connection between us seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier.

  Zuo Mo was startled and hastily began searching.

  Soon, he found a small tower in the corner of the previous room. The small tower floated quietly in the air, surrounded by an invisible pressure.

  The silly bird walked around the small tower with a proud and delicate expression, occasionally revealing a few hints of concern. Meanwhile, Xiao Hei was motionless on the ceiling, its two antennae on its forehead constantly shaking back and forth.

  Looking at the silly bird and Xiao Hei guarding the small tower, Zuo Mo only felt warmth.

  However, the warmth was quickly shattered by a white eye thrown by the silly bird. The silly bird unconsciously withdrew its gaze, raised its head high, and continued to pace back and forth with an air of complacency. In comparison, Xiao Hei was much more docile and obedient, scurrying down from the ceiling, crawling up Lemo's pant leg, all the way to his palm. With a pair of antennae on its head, it shook them in a flattering manner.

  "Good boy!" Zuo Mo deliberately took out a spiritual pill and placed it in front of Xiao Hei, who crunched into it happily.

  The silly bird gave another disdainful and scornful glance, completely unmoved.

  Zuo Mo was displeased, and at this moment, Xiao Ta suddenly emitted a five-colored glow from his entire body.

  Xiao Ta is leveling up!

  The discontent in Zuo Mo's heart was immediately thrown away, his eyes fixed unwaveringly. The silly bird also stopped in its tracks, staring at the small tower, its anxious intentions revealed without a trace of concealment.

  Xiao Ta is Zuo Mo's life-bound artifact, and during this period of time, he had fed a large amount of flying swords to it. Its advancement did not make Zuo Mo feel surprised. Zuo Mo knew very little about his life-bound artifact, and the normal method of grading artifacts was not applicable to Xiao Ta.

  Anyway, as long as I know Xiao Ta is getting stronger and stronger, that's all that matters, so I comforted myself like this.

  The small tower has five layers around its body, each layer emits different light. The colorful lights interweave and circulate, flowing endlessly. The small tower rotates rapidly in the colorful lights, which become more and more magnificent. In an instant, the small tower is enveloped in a dazzling cluster of colorful lights, making it impossible to see its figure clearly.

  The colorful light cluster was like breathing, bright and dark, reflecting on Zuo Mo's face, his eyes were extremely tense.

  What changes will occur in Xiao Ta's advancement?

  Several times of light and darkness alternation, the five-color light group gradually stabilized. Luo Mo closed his eyes, he vaguely felt the changes that were happening to the small tower.

  The stable light cluster gradually dimmed until all the light was extinguished.

  The little pagoda's body has become more rounded, the original pointed top is now almost a small sphere, and the eaves have become wider and more rounded, giving off a plump feeling. The small gourds hanging under the eaves are several times larger, plump and full.

  Left speechless with eyes wide open and mouth agape.

  Nowadays, even pagodas can get fat?

  The little pagoda shook its body, and the five-layered eaves opened and closed like five small hands, swaying back and forth. It seemed to have not yet woken up, still a bit dizzy, but it soon discovered the silly bird standing guard beside it.

  The little pagoda has five eaves, all of which are neatly arranged. It sways back and forth with colorful lanterns hanging from its body, jumping and running to the silly bird's face, then spitting out a gray bead.

  The silly bird habitually picked up a grey pearl with its beak, swallowed it in one gulp.

  A shrill and piercing voice filled with anguish suddenly cut through the air!

  "Good grief! I was wondering why this thing hadn't come out for so long, it turns out you guys have been secretly keeping it all to yourselves!"

  Zuo Mo's anger suddenly surged and he pointed at the little pagoda, scolding loudly. He felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife. Heaven! The grey bead spat out by the little pagoda was not material within the five elements!

  The silly bird took a big gulp, and suddenly felt the sky spinning and the earth turning. Before its eyes, countless crystal stones seemed to form a flood, pouring into the silly bird's mouth like a whale taking in water!

  Ouch! Muscle pain!

  The little black creature was startled, its trembling antennae frozen in mid-air. It slowly backed away, step by step, as slow as a turtle's crawl. When it realized that Lemo didn't seem to have noticed it, it quickly slid off Lemo's body like a black streak and escaped swiftly.

  Zuo Mo suddenly understood and gritted his teeth, saying: "Xiao Hei, so you're in on it too!"

  Xiao Ta cowered behind the silly bird, his chubby body trembling with fear.

  The silly bird, however, was not afraid at all. With a look of disdain and contempt, it glanced at Zuo Mo with one eye, picked up the small tower in its mouth, and proudly strutted away with an air of superiority. On the feathers of its buttocks, Xiao Hei was hanging, swaying back and forth.

  So angry he could spit blood.

  Gongsun Zhi withdrew his gaze, which was not very satisfactory. New recruits building a team and barely being able to fight is not an easy task. In the game of Go, it's set that at least one year or more of training is required for this, and apart from that, two or more actual battles are also needed.

  This can only be considered barely formed, far from a mature team. As for the so-called seasoned veterans, they are even more different by tens of thousands of miles.

  However, the team in front of him, although far from Gongsun's ideal team, has already begun to take shape as a team.

  For example, discipline, for example, the coordination is not yet sophisticated.

  Training doesn't have many shortcuts, but there are some, such as actual combat. Actual combat can always increase a team's strength the fastest.

  Gongsun Cha gazed into the distance, his eyes deep and profound, a hint of cold smile floating at the corner of his mouth.

  In Xiaoyao Sanjie's hundred-battle training hell, is there a need to worry about having no real combat opportunities?