Reincarnated Bamboo Rat Starts Extreme Survival

Chapter 93
【Eternal Ancient Corpse】

Type: Strange Object

Description: A corpse of a strong man that fell a long time ago. Under the scouring of time, it has lost all the characteristics of the past, but the breath of time is burned in it. Perhaps for some people, this will be a priceless treasure. .

The corpse of the owner of the tomb, after losing the influence of two external states, returned to the essence of the corpse.

But for Bell, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

A corpse should look like a corpse, it would be nice to lie quietly, and wander around restlessly all day long, not to mention scaring people, even scaring flowers and plants is not good.

Standing next to the ancient corpse, Bell could sense that most of the dead air lingering around the corpse had dissipated.

"Then, it's time to prepare for the ignition."

Showing off his iron pickaxe, Bell first knocked out two large holes in the wall of the fifth floor to allow air convection, and quickly ventilated the blocked bone spire.

At the same time, Bell is also using these excavated materials to wrap the ancient corpses to form a furnace-like structure.

"All the combustibles collected from around were thrown in, and the cremation ceremony was ready to begin."

Rubbing his hands together, Bell jumped onto the body of the ancient corpse. The flames on his body quickly increased the temperature in the simple stove and ignited the combustibles.

The turbulent flames surged up, but the ancient corpses in it did not react at all after being roasted by the fire, only because of the calcination of the flames, they looked a little greasy.

"Why did I meet another guy who can't be burned? Are both of them iron puppets!"

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Bell was a little angry, and decided not to get used to this ancient corpse with a puffed face.

The magic power flowing in his body was quickly mobilized, and Bell's spiritual power was completely enveloped in the furnace, and condensed into a field, which was the preliminary preparation for Bell's poetry singing.

Since his own flame is not enough to break through the defense of this ancient corpse, let's mobilize the depiction of fire imagery in the poems of the sages.

"There are millions of poems in the world, and only one person can be called a poem fairy, and he can export them into pieces, with a magnificent and extraordinary atmosphere, untainted by the mundane air."

The emotions in his mind were brewing, and before he could speak, the magic power in Bell's body entered a state of joy, and even the magic power of the surrounding environment was involuntarily attracted to him.

The world has felt the emotions Shixian left in the poems, and is willing to cooperate with the power to carry him.

Bell recited Li Bai's "Seventeen Songs of Qiupu·The Fourteenth", which is not a well-known work among the poems created by Shixian, nor is it the first-class song that sings heaven and earth.

It is just Li Bai, who saw a group of smelting workers working hard in Qiupu, and wrote poems rashly.

The scenes of ancient smelters working while singing are naturally nothing compared to those palaces in the sky, mysteries of the universe, and the sun, moon, rivers and seas.

But the person who made the poem was Li Bai, the fairy in the poem whose name moved through the ages, he did not blow it out.

"The furnace fire shines on the sky and the earth, and the red stars are in disorder and the purple smoke. Nan Lang's moonlit night, the song moves the cold river."

The style of Li Bai's poems is majestic and unrestrained, handsome and fresh, full of romantic spirit, and has achieved the unity of content and art, so he is called "the immortal".

(Knocking on the blackboard is hot, reviewing Chinese knowledge is hot!)

In the original world, Bell's Chinese teacher always said that Li Bai's poems have the artistic charm of "when the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and the poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods".

But in this world where poetry can possess extraordinary power, the praise of Li Bai's poetry is not only artistic charm.

In Li Bai's poems, he dared to compare the fire of the smelter's furnace with the sky and the earth, and ordinary sparks and burning smoke were also endowed with magnificent images.

Carrying the magic power of poetic imagery, it is constantly activated, and when it is active to the limit, it collapses inward, releasing extremely terrifying energy.

After reciting these twenty-character quatrains, the temperature inside the furnace where Bell was located suddenly increased, and the original orange-red flame continued to condense and compress, turning into an incandescent light that the naked eye could not see directly.

Bell, who was in the furnace, could even touch the flame that was as solid as a liquid, and feel the increasing temperature.

[Fire-loving Wisdom] The ultra-high flame damage reduction given to Bell can't make Bell ignore the rising temperature.

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Bell was startled, because he could feel that the power of this quatrain was still growing, and now only the images of "the fire shines on the sky and the earth, red stars and purple smoke" are in effect.

The terrifying temperature and the liquid-like flame forcibly melted away the tough membrane of the ancient corpse, and continued to erode the shriveled muscle tissue below, reaching the bone.

And as the utility of poetry continues to increase, Bell predicts that the bones of this ancient corpse will not last long.

Because, the second half of the poem began to exert force.

'Hao Lang's bright moon night, the song moves the cold river. '

The metallurgical workers in the moonlit night, shouting and working by the fire, seemed to appear in the extremely incandescent flame.

They chanted, and the inaudible but shocking Hanchuan singing came to Bell's side, absorbing and refining the magic power released by him, and finally fed it back to Bell himself.

The first half of the poem is to stimulate the power of the flame, while the second half of the poem is to give back to the singer himself, completing a cycle and continuously increasing the power of the flame.

"If this ancient man is really in this world, maybe he can really use poetry to reach the end of his career as a bard."

Such a domineering effect can be achieved in just twenty words, and Bell has to feel that this man standing at the top of the poetry style is really a descendant of the world.

Gathering his mind, Bell, who was in the fire, endured the high temperature all over his body, and integrated his spiritual power into the flames.

[Fire-loving Wisdom] is running at full power, constantly collecting information from the ancient corpses, and summarizing them.

Bell is like a mouse computer, constantly inputting and analyzing.

The first information that emerged from the ancient corpse was the memory and experience of melee combat. Those actions that have been rehearsed countless times cannot be forgotten even if they become corpses.

Bell's [Lanceman·Apprentice] is rapidly fading, and a lot of fighting experience is pouring into it. The experience gained from the corpse is not as overbearing as the tomb owner's inheritance stone.

Without the blessing of inheritance, these experiences are not enough to shake Bell's individual will, but equally, it is impossible to pile up Bell into a [spear master] in an instant.

After the ancient corpse was burned into a skeleton, Bell, who gained a lot of fighting experience, finally stabilized the ever-changing entries in his body.

[Lanceman·Apprentice] has also transitioned to [Intermediate Lancer]

　There is a lot to write after it is put on the shelf, so I will keep writing tonight, and there are about three chapters left. If you go home early after dinner, there will be more.

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