After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 103 102. Both good and evil, news of the formation (3.9K words - please subscribe)

[In the first year, you ran the "Mysterious Sword Sutra" and transformed three hundred strands of mysterious energy into sword energy]

[In the thirtieth year, you have converted your whole body of profound energy into sword energy]

Song Yan felt it.

He found that all the ordinary mysterious energy in his Xuan training realm had turned into sword energy.

He continued to practice.

[In the 130th year, you converted all the profound energy wrapped in the essence and blood of the "Emperor King Tiger" in Zhongzhong Palace into sword energy]

[The sword energy interacts with the "Essence and Blood of the King's Tiger", and you comprehend a special sword energy - the soul-prisoning sword energy.

Wherever the sword energy is directed, the opponent will feel uncomfortable for a period of time from the soul level, thinking slowly and moving slowly]

[In the 230th year, you converted all the profound energy wrapped in the essence and blood of the "Ye Candle Soul Insect" in the Zhongzuo Palace into sword energy]

[The sword energy interacts with the "Night Candle Soul Insect", and you comprehend a special sword energy - the soul-piercing sword energy.

The sword energy is invisible and points directly at the soul. Although it is not as powerful as the soul-colliding soul of the Night Candle Soul Insect, it can make the opponent feel a momentary pain at the level of the soul during the battle. It can be said that it is impossible to prevent it]

in this way

The practice is finally over.

Song Yan stretched his body and felt that the sword energy in his body was criss-crossing, but if he thought about it, everything returned to calm. It was really "as quiet as a virgin moving like a rabbit", and it was like the vast ocean. It looked calm, but if there was a tsunami, it was A fleeting moment can demonstrate the power of the Scourge.

Although he hasn't taken action yet, Song Yan already feels that his strength has greatly improved. As for what level it is, he still doesn't know yet.

However, he also felt that there seemed to be some foreign objects in the "Xuanjian Sutra" that could speed up his cultivation, but these had nothing to do with him.

He has already practiced it, and he no longer needs to expend all his efforts to find the foreign object.

After completing the practice, Song Yan thought about the formation again.

Five years of agreement, four years left

But he did not find any information about the "formation" in the library at Nanwu Jianmen.

I can only look elsewhere.

But I still don’t know where this opportunity lies.

Song Yan stood up and sat in front of the window, lit the candle, glanced at the twisted word "sword" all over the floor, picked up the pen again, and with a flurry of strokes, he dropped a new word "sword" written in new ink on the paper.

This word is dignified, as clear as a spring, and as misty as the clouds outside the sky.

The thought of "double phase of sword and evil" was transformed, and Song Yan's clean eyes suddenly turned a strange and fierce red.

When I put pen to paper again, another word "sword" fell on the paper.

This time.

The word "sword" was actually twisted and weird, indescribably weird and terrifying, just like a pattern written on the window by a monster grabbing a dead man's severed finger.

Song Yan turned back to his sword energy again. This continuous change made him a little inexplicably irritable. It was obvious that although he could turn as he pleased, the repeated drastic changes in his thoughts would also bring about some problems.

He casually destroyed the word "sword" written with evil intention, and then lay on the couch with his hands on the pillow.

There are only two and a half months left until the "Jingzhe day when the Great Elder and Gu Huangzi will fight"

If the great elder leaves, it may be the time for him to look for "formation opportunities" everywhere.

The next day.

Genius Mengmeng Liang, Song Yan went to the bamboo hut of Master Ku Ye and prepared to work in the fields.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw the dead leaf swordsman waving to the sky, while Granny Meng was wielding a sword in the distance in the sky.

Soon, there was no one in the sky, but the dead leaf swordsman was still giggling on the spot. It wasn't until he felt Song Yan's eyes outside the door that the dead leaf swordsman put away his smile, looked at Song Yan seriously, and then waved.

In the room, the dead leaf swordsman and Song Yan came and said:

"Marriage in this world is really full of strange things.

I remember that back then, Meng Rong and I met, knew each other, fell in love, and were very happy. Later, we even joined forces and were extremely lucky to obtain a copy of the Jianggong Demon's blood.

I originally thought that we are very human, and if we work together as husband and wife, we will be able to survive the calamity and completely digest the demon's blood.

But I never thought that both Meng Rong and I would fail.

After that, she complained about me and I blamed her. We couldn't live with each other anymore, so we parted ways. I came to Hongye Island in a hurry, and my family arranged for her to live in the library. She and I fell in love in our early years, but spent the rest of our lives in hatred, and we never saw each other again for decades.

But in fact, it has already passed, but he is too thin-skinned to admit it.

Thank you for breaking this layer of paper. "

Song Yan smiled softly and said, "You two elders are like this, I am also happy."

The dead leaf swordsman looked deeply at the man in front of him and suddenly said: "Can you show me how to control the sword again?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course."

Immediately, he stood up and walked outside the house, bent his fingers, wielded his sword, and with a majestic sword, it soared into the sky, splitting the sky, then turned sharply down, walking close to the water, really like a dragon patrolling the sky.

The dead leaf swordsman put his hands behind his hands and looked at it, identifying the sword extremely carefully, as if to see whether every trace of sword energy and sword intent in it was fake or deceitful.

But both the sword energy and the sword intention are extremely pure, stunning and impeccable.

For a long time, the dead leaf swordsman's beard twitched slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of unspeakable relief.

When Song Yan sheathed his sword, Master Ku Ye looked at him and said, "You are still young, so you should find a Taoist companion."

Song Yan:.

"No."

"Xiuhu, I have already made plans. On the day of Jingzhe, I will go to Konglan Mountain with the great elder. I can't let you stay alone in such a big house and such a big field, right? "

The dead leaf swordsman sighed, "I've had enough of these lonely days. When I was young, I held my breath and refused to bow my head. But now that I think about it, I really regret it. You asked me to let go, why wouldn't you?"

After saying that, the old man seemed to be in high spirits, and he patted his chest carelessly and said, "Tell me, what kind of girl do you want? In this huge Nanwu Jianmen, there is no matchmaker between you and me, Teacher Meng. "

Song Yan did not answer this question, but said in surprise: "Teacher, why do you want to go to Konglan Mountain?"

Even though his identity was fake, he was still very concerned about the old man.

Kuye Swordsman said: "What? Do you think the old man will never come back after leaving?

Let me tell you, not only will I go, but you, Teacher Meng, will also go with me. She and I have not joined forces to fight against the enemy for sixty years. "

He said, longing and expectation flashed in his eyes.

Song Yan advised: "There must be someone guarding Jianmen, right?"

Kuye Swordsman said: "Suddenly news came that Gu Huangzi seemed to be tired of this kind of tug of war and said that it would be decided in a battle, so he changed the fight from one-on-one to four-on-four.

The masters of their four peaks will all appear in Konglan Mountain, and our Nanwu Jianmen will naturally send the four strongest ones.

Although you and I, Granny Meng, are not the strongest, we are at least in the long-established Jianggong realm, and it is always right to suppress the formation. "

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He had never seen a disciple of the Demon Sect facing off against Ken Zheng'er Ba Jing, so he said: "The disciples of the Demon Sect are extremely treacherous, let alone the old demon Gu Huangzi. This kind of nonsense is unacceptable to the disciples." letter."

The dead leaf swordsman said with a smile: "What you kid can think of, we can't think of?

Oh.

At that time, we will not go to Konglan Mountain immediately, but will only go after there is indeed a lot of Jianggong Realm aura coming from Konglan Mountain.

During this period, we will also send out a large number of scouts to explore everywhere just like two countries fighting in the mortal world to prevent the other party from cheating.

The Puppet Sect is already powerful, and we cannot win if we face it head-on. If we have such an opportunity to behead them, no matter what, we cannot let it go easily.

Furthermore, there are now wild rumors outside that the Sword Emperor has fallen. If we continue to avoid fighting, our morale will plummet, and we will be defeated like a mountain. "

Song Yan lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful.

He is too familiar with the Puppet Sect.

Originally, "one-on-one" was fine, but now it suddenly becomes "five-on-five, determined in one battle", which simply puts the word "ghost" written on the face.

If there was no problem, Song Yan would eat the table in front of him.

But what's the problem?

Although he didn't understand, he still said: "Teacher, you know, doesn't the Puppet Sect know? Maybe they use this as bait."

"If you don't say this, just listen to it." Kuye Swordsman patted his shoulder and said: "After I leave, you will take care of this place. In the past, I would contact some patients in this bamboo house and treat them." Disease, medicine.

During these days, I will tell you all my lifelong knowledge of medicinal herbs and alchemy.

As for the way of swordsmanship, everyone has his or her own way, so I won’t give you much advice.

Okay, let’s talk about alchemy and your boy’s new Taoist companion. "

Song Yan still wanted to refuse, but then he thought about it: If he wanted a talented Taoist companion who was good at formations, how should the Dead Leaf Swordsman and Granny Meng respond?

Kuye Sword Master and Granny Meng might think that he deliberately made a very harsh request in order to avoid Taoist companions, but these two elders of Nanwu Sword Sect will definitely try their best to help him achieve his goal.

True and false, false and true, who can tell the difference?

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said repeatedly: "Disciple, I don't want it. I am enough alone. I really don't need a Taoist companion."

A few days later.

evening

Song Yan sighed: "If the two teachers insist that the disciple find a Taoist companion, then the disciple is very interested in the Taoist formation, but has never been able to get involved in it, so he wants to find a Taoist partner who is good at the Taoist formation."

After the words fell, the faces of the dead leaf swordsman and Granny Meng who had "returned from get off work" showed extremely strange expressions.

The two elders suddenly became quiet.

Song Yan observed the words and expressions, and then directly said: "Since there is no suitable one, then"

Granny Meng suddenly said: "Yes."

The dead leaf swordsman hesitated to speak.

Granny Meng said: "But I can't be a matchmaker directly, and I can't bring someone over for you to get along with me, old lady. If you really want to get along, you have to find someone by yourself."

Song Yan was delighted.

It’s really hard to find anything through iron shoes. It’s better to use skills to find it yourself.

But there was a look of indifference on his face and he said: "That's all."

Granny Meng said: "I might as well tell you directly that the only one who meets your requirements is the headmaster's daughter, Yu Xuanwei.

The surname Yu belongs to the family of headmasters, not the Sun and Su families, and its innate water element can only be passed down from one family to another.

Yu Xuanwei has entered the Jiang Palace realm. She is much older than you, but she is withdrawn and has a very high self-esteem. If an ordinary man dares to show any love in front of her, she will beat him until he can't even find his teeth.

The formation methods of our Nanwu Sword Sect can only be mastered by the lineage of headmasters. If you want to find a Taoist companion who is good at formations, she is the only one in the entire Sword Sect.

And she now lives in the front mountain of Luoxia Bamboo Island. If she hadn't maintained the formation on the island, there might not have been a spy who had entered the island to investigate the situation of the master. "

Song Yancai's "overjoyed" heart was immediately poured with cold water.

But he suddenly became curious again...

Why can only one of the lineage of masters master the Jianmen Formation?

But this lineage has the surname of Yu, and it is still a lineage that can inherit the innate water profound root?

Granny Meng saw that he was silent and said, "Boy, you don't have to belittle yourself.

As for Xuan Wei, although she is older than you, she is stunningly beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman in my Jianmen and even in the entire Nanwu.

I heard from the old man that you have an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship and are the future pillar of my Jianmen.

Then, I will help you convey your feelings, and the rest depends on luck."

Song Yan thought for a while. Now that he knew who had the formation, he would look for opportunities later. He still had time.

As for this extremely ostentatious pursuit of the headmaster's daughter, who was sitting in a core position like Luoxia Bamboo Island, he decided not to do it.

If he did it, he would definitely find ways to show it.

At that time, his strength performance would far exceed the level that Bai Xiuhu could achieve. This is the first reason.

Second, Yu Xuanwei's appearance was stunning, and there must be many admirers and pursuers.

If he pursued her, wouldn't he be in trouble?

Third, how could a woman like Yu Xuanwei, who was pursued by countless geniuses and who simply disdained him, easily fall in love with him? Even if she did, if he didn't rush to "lick" her one day, he would probably explode.

A beautiful and powerful woman who is at the core and has no shortage of pursuers is the epitome of big trouble.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan slowly shook his head and said, "Forget it, teacher, I'm not worthy of her."

Granny Meng frowned and said, "Is this what a sword cultivator should say?"

Song Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, with a few traces of sadness in his eyes, and said, "Grandma is right."

Granny Meng frowned more and was about to get angry, but the withered leaf swordsman beside her hurriedly stood up to smooth things over, saying, "Sister Meng, you should know Xiu Hu's past, please be considerate.

Since we can't afford the daughter of Yu, is there anyone else who is suitable? You are knowledgeable and far more than I can compare to. Please help me think about it."

The corners of Song Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

OK.

The address has become "Sister Meng".

Granny Meng said: "It has been said that only the headmaster can master the art of formation. There are only two people in the whole Jianmen who are well versed in this, one is the headmaster, and the other is Xuan Wei."

Song Yan stood up at the right time, saluted respectfully, and said: "Two masters, the disciple will leave first."

Granny Meng said: "Go away!"

The withered leaf swordsman beside him smiled awkwardly.

Song Yan naturally would not be angry, and turned around and left the bamboo house.

Today, it is not without gains.

At least he knows who is the breakthrough point of "formation".

On the day of Jingzhe, the wind and clouds will rise, and there is always hope to fish in troubled waters.