Mysterious Recovery: I Have Two Ways To Become a God Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Is the nail in the coffin really done? !

 The inside and outside of the barrier are like a world, and even light cannot pass through.

 Within the boundary,

Wang Xiaoming summoned the teleportation gate, and saw an illusory portal appearing in the barrier, and then wisps of black air flowed down from the portal.

Falling on the coffin nails in the center of the ceremony, white forging light emerged at the same time, moving from the periphery to the coffin nails in the center under the guidance of the ceremony, like a suddenly lit lamp strip.

“Spiritual consumption is normal, and there are no changes in the teleportation gate. Yes, the worst thing has not happened.”

Wang Xiaoming looked at the normal functioning of the ceremony, and finally felt relieved.

This magic ritual is his first time to use it. Many steps have been simplified in the process. Now it can run normally. It can only be said that he is still very talented in mysticism.

The supernatural suppressive force from the ancient painting ghost did not lose control. Under his guidance, he obediently became one with the coffin nails in the ceremony. There should be a reason for this being restricted by the wilderness of knowledge.

 The forging ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner, and the spiritual energy in his body was also flowing away.

About ten minutes later, the illusory portal disappeared, the white light derived from the forging ability also began to become thinner and disappear, and the supernatural suppression power was completely integrated into the steel coffin nails.

 Has the nail in the coffin been completed? !

  The forging ceremony ended and the barrier disappeared, leaving only a large nail thirty centimeters long.

Wang Xiaoming picked up the coffin nails placed in the middle of the ceremony. The originally silver steel coffin nails had now turned dark, like a pure black wooden thorn. He felt an inexplicable pressure in his hands.

Identification!

His eyes flickered, and bits and pieces of information about the coffin nails kept appearing in his mind.

 “It's really done!”

 After interpreting the identification information he had just obtained, Wang Xiaoming felt a sense of joy in his heart. The coffin nails he had just forged were indeed as he expected, possessing the ability to suppress evil ghosts with almost no solution.

As long as you are nailed by the coffin nails, you will feel the supernatural oppression that the ghost in the ancient painting has endured for a thousand years.

“With this nail in the coffin, as long as the lighting ghost is not particularly unnatural, it will be easily taken down.”

Wang Xiaoming looked at the coffin nails in his hands, dialed Zhao Jianguo's phone number, and informed him to come to the laboratory.

 After hanging up the phone, he simply cleaned up the ground, and then took advantage of this time to start meditating to restore his spirituality.

 The continuous use of the craftsman's forging ability consumes a lot of his spiritual energy, and his spirit is also somewhat depressed, making him unfit to continue working.

 When he fully recovered spiritually, it was already approaching noon.

Zhao Jianguo also rushed over, followed by a strange ghost master.

“Professor Wang, did you ask me to come up with any methods to deal with light ghosts?”

Zhao Jianguo said with great anticipation as soon as he entered the laboratory.

Wang Xiaoming did not speak immediately, but looked at the ghost controller following him.

“Lu Zhiwen, a ghost controller trained by the Ministry of Law, is now at the headquarters in name and is one of our own.” Zhao Jianguo explained at the side.

Lu Zhiwen didn't seem to like to talk. When he mentioned himself, he nodded to Wang Xiaoming.

 “Lu Zhiwen?”

Wang Xiaoming thought of a headquarters captain who appeared later in the original work, his name was Lu Zhiwen, and it seemed likely that he was this person.

Although it performed poorly during the National War and was offline, the opponent's ghost ability is very interesting. Whether it is a puppet substitute or writing a name to find a person, it has great research value.

But now is not the time to talk about this. Wang Xiaoming handed the coffin nail to Zhao Jianguo and said:

"This is a supernatural weapon I just made. It's very precious. With it, you can take down the ghost lights." Zhao Jianguo took the coffin nails and felt his hand heavy. It was not light. He weighed it. Zhongzhong asked: "What is this thing called? How to use it?"

“Let's call it coffin nail!” Wang Xiaoming said, “The usage is actually very simple. As long as it is nailed by the coffin nail, the evil ghost will be imprisoned.”

 “What!?”*2

 Zhao Jianguo and Lu Zhiwen both exclaimed in disbelief.

“Professor Wang, can what you say be verified?” Zhao Jianguo asked hurriedly.

Lu Zhiwen also looked at Wang Xiaoming intently.

 “That's not true!”

 Zhao Jianguo and Lu Zhiwen's eyes dimmed obviously.

"But... we can do a simple experiment to easily confirm what I said is true or false."

Zhao Jianguo and Zhao Jianguo opened their eyes again and said in unison: "What experiment?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled slightly, pointed at the coffin nails and said, "It's very simple, you just need to ask Lu Zhiwen to pick up the coffin nails."

Lu Zhiwen quickly reacted and said, "Professor Wang, do you mean that I will be suppressed by the supernatural as long as I hold the coffin nails?"

"Yes!" Wang Xiaoming said with a slightly appreciative tone: "You react very quickly. The coffin nails will only affect supernatural ghosts. Ordinary people cannot sense the difference when holding them. But the ghost controller is different. As long as he takes them, You can naturally feel the coffin nails suppressing the supernatural in your hands."

Zhao Jianguo was a little worried and said: "Is there no danger?"

"It's okay. There are two parts on the coffin nail: the handle and the blade. The handle is a safe part designed by me. It will not be suppressed by supernatural beings when you hold it. The blade is the body of the coffin nail, where the supernatural suppression force is strongest." Wang Xiaoming explained .

Zhao Jianguo nodded. He remembered that Wang Xiaoming was holding the handle when he was holding the coffin nails just now.

Lu Zhiwen stepped forward to take the coffin nail from Zhao Jianguo's hand, because he was reminded in advance that he did not touch the blade of the coffin nail.

 “What a powerful supernatural suppression!”

As soon as Lu Zhiwen grasped the handle of the coffin nail, he felt the powerful force attached to the coffin nail. The supernatural power in the body parts in contact with the coffin nail fell silent at the same time, making it difficult to mobilize.

The part that has not touched the coffin nail blade has already been affected by the supernatural power in my body. If I were really hit by the coffin nail, I would definitely die.

This kind of suppressive power, I can't even use a puppet substitute.

Lu Zhiwen is afraid of the power of coffin nails, because compared to supernatural ghosts, it is actually more restrained by ghost controllers.

 “How is it?” Zhao Jianguo asked from the side.

Lu Zhiwen carefully placed the coffin nail on the table and said solemnly: "It's true. This coffin nail has strong supernatural suppression. The ghost light of the Ming Tombs is not a problem."

Wang Xiaoming said calmly from the side: "What I said is right."

 “That's right, that's right!” Zhao Jianguo looked excited and picked up the coffin nails and couldn't put them down.

“I'm very interested in the Light Ghost. If you imprison it, you can send it directly to me.”

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have thought of something as he spoke, and continued:

"By the way, there is one more thing I need to remind you. It is best not to put the coffin nails into Warehouse No. 1, because the materials I use are suspected to be from the same source as Warehouse No. 1. When the two meet, unpredictable things may happen. ”

"Okay, no problem," Zhao Jianguo nodded and said, "I will take care of this matter and there will be no problem."

　　After a few people chatted briefly, Zhao Jianguo and Lu Zhiwen left.

 At this time, it was already noon, and Wang Xiaoming did not work anymore, but returned to his residence after lunch.

 (End of this chapter)

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