Old Taoist Shi returned to his own room and searched for a long time before he finally found the 'magic item' that he treasured as much as his life. Wang Chen took it in his hand and looked at it. It was a palm-sized bronze bell. On the outside of the bronze bell, there were carvings of dragons and tigers, mythological beasts that could suppress evil spirits. Wang Chen tossed the bronze bell in his hand and felt that it was a little heavy in his hand.
It seemed that it was not just made of bronze.
Looking at the inside of the bell, there were mysterious patterns of varying lengths engraved with silver thread as the core and lead thread wrapped around it. These patterns were interconnected and outlined, forming a very complex integrated pattern.
"This is a ritual implement?" Wang Chen found it hard to believe.
Shi Shigong explained, "Young Patriarch, this corpse-chasing bell is the only ritual implement I have. The corpse-chasing bell was originally a ritual implement used by the outer sect disciples of Lower Mao Mountain to drive corpses away. Combined with the incantation, even the weakest disciples could drive the corpses away day and night, traveling hundreds of miles to provide materials for refining the corpses of Lower Mao Mountain. It is a ritual implement that every disciple of Lower Mao Mountain has.
"This ritual implement is widely spread, and it is not unique to Lower Mao Mountain.
"Although I have lost my senses, with the power of this ritual implement, I can still drive the corpses away a little!" Old Taoist Shi Shigong said as he pushed open the lid of a coffin. He lifted up a corpse that had been concocted with a secret medicine and ordered his young disciple to bring a few extremely tough bamboo poles. Shi Shigong bent the bamboo poles into the shape of a bow and tied them to the corpse's spine, forming a bow-shaped frame to support the corpse.
After he was done, there was a bamboo pole behind the corpse to support it. The corpse's legs formed a triangular frame, and the corpse's hands were stretched out flat and tied with the bamboo poles. When everything was ready, there was a spring-like frame behind the corpse.
Shi Shigong picked up the corpse-chasing bell and began the ritual. He closed his eyes and shook the bell in his right hand, causing the bell to make all kinds of loud and short noises. These noises were unusually messy and rarely the same. When the bell made a short, rapid ringing sound, the corpse suddenly twitched all over. Driven by its limbs, the bamboo pole bent downward, and when it returned to its original position, the corpse bounced up. It looked as if the corpse had jumped.
Wang Chen was startled by the commotion! He looked at Shi Shigong, who seemed to have found a key. He kept trying to adjust the frequency of the bell that made the zombies react. At this time, Wang Chen finally saw it. It seemed like the Corpse Pile Corpse Chasing Bell had a special reaction to a certain frequency and timbre. Whenever the bell sounded close to that frequency, its limbs would twitch.
At this time, the corpses had been forced to jump around in the courtyard by the constant adjustment of the bell from the Division Master's Palace.
Wang Chen had already figured out the trick. It turned out that Shi Shigong was constantly adjusting the tone of the bell to find the frequency that would work on the walking dead. Then, he would try to adjust the frequency and tone around this frequency to test the reaction of the walking dead. Then, he could shake the bell to control the direction of the walking dead, the frequency and the size of their steps, and drive them to walk freely.
"Is this what it means to drive corpses?" Wang Chen said in surprise, "The different sounds of the bells control different walking corpses … That kind of bell can only control one dead body, and the corpse drivers can transport dozens or even hundreds of walking corpses at a time. Does it mean that they also control the walking corpses one by one with the bell?"
Shi Shigong stopped the bell and said shamefully, "It didn't need to be like this before. As long as I practiced a Corpse Controlling Spell, I could unify the sounds of the corpses and control all the corpses with only one sound. Now … It's only because this spell has been lost that I have to do this. "
"Many of your spells have been lost … No, I should say, except for a few basic things … almost all the things related to magic power have been lost." Wang Chen sighed, "And this corpse driving … doesn't look like driving the corpses, but uses the elasticity of the bamboo pole to hypothesize a delicate mechanical structure, which makes the twitching of the corpses into a forward elastic force."
"And the method to make the corpses twitch … is the stimulation of the bell." Wang Chen frowned, "I've heard of the frog jumping reaction. After the lower body of a frog is cut off, the wire of the current is connected to the frog's nerves. After the electricity is applied, the legs of the dead frog will bounce — this is a small experiment to explain the nerve reflex and bioelectricity."
"This corpse driving — why does it look like the bioelectricity that stimulates the corpses!"
Wang Chen picked up the corpse driving bell and looked at the suspicious lines on the inner wall of the bell, his eyes more doubtful. "Although the feeling of this law is a little different, the essence is the same as that of integrated circuits — this is an integrated circuit that uses different standards and even has a slightly different development direction. If we analyze it from a scientific point of view … "
"The corpse driving bell stimulates the residual bioelectricity in the corpses through sound waves … No, it should be electromagnetic waves, which stimulates the corpses to produce a stress response. Through the external mechanical structure, the kinetic energy of the corpses' twitching is transformed into elastic potential energy, and then into the kinetic energy of the bounce … This is the secret of the corpse driving bell. "
"And the electromagnetic waves of the corpse driving bell are generated by the changes in the electric current and magnetic field caused by the vibration. The timbre and audio frequency are actually a symbol of the frequency of the electromagnetic waves. Through the sound waves that people can hear, it translates the information of the changes in the electromagnetic waves."
"This' magic instrument 'made by the cultivators of the Ming Dynasty, is it also a technological product, like the Zhen Cang of the ancient magic treasure I have? Or is the essence of this magic instrument, the corpse driving bell, a long-range bioelectricity stimulator that is controlled by the vibration? " Wang Chen was already convinced by his reasonable and scientific deduction, but he still had a question.
"Then, where did Duke Jiu, a man of the Ming Dynasty, learn the technology of stimulating the bioelectricity and electromagnetic wave emission of corpses?"
Wang Chen couldn't help but look at his Zhen Cang.
"This magic instrument …" Wang Chen sighed with emotion. "Maybe I already have some ideas!"
Shi Shigong was overjoyed. He had repeatedly demonstrated the secret arts of Mao Mountain to Wang Chen, but unfortunately, the owner of the ancestral iron coffin, the fundamental treasure of Mao Mountain, had no clue about the Taoist arts that Grandmaster Jiu had comprehended from the wondrous coffin. Even Wang Chen was a little nervous. He knew that the only reason Shi Shigong and his disciples worshipped him as their Grandmaster was to revitalize Mao Mountain. If he continued to be incompetent, Shi Shigong would turn against him sooner or later.
Although Wang Chen, who had a gun in his chest, was not afraid of this half-baked Taoist priest, he still felt a little heartache when he saw the first 'force' he encountered after coming to this world rebelling, which was not easy to subdue.
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