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

Chapter 118 117. A Different Winter (4.4K words - please subscribe)

After a while.

"Brother, try one penny of Ice Wheel Vine first, no more!"

Junior Sister Xiaoli, flying on the sword, flew over the medicine cauldron and observed the situation in the cauldron.

Swish.

Song Yan accurately raised his hand to cut off the dried white vine, then raised his sleeves and put it into the medicine cauldron.

Junior Sister Xiaoli said: "Brother, you should weigh it. Every time you don't weigh it, I get nervous."

She didn't look angry on her face, because the target was Song Yan. If it was someone else, she would have scolded him a long time ago.

She hated people who were not serious the most.

Song Yan was very confident in his knife skills, but since Junior Sister asked, he still responded.

Junior Sister Xiaoli continued to lie on the medicine cauldron to observe, and then shouted again: "Senior Brother, Sun Essence Chrysanthemum, prepare two coins, and then give one coin first."

Song Yan quickly took a bunch of golden dried flowers, picked off a few leaves, weighed them slightly, and then raised his hand to put them into the furnace.

Junior Sister Xiaoli observed the fire, and quickly took some bottles and jars, poured them in, and when it was finished, she also lifted her sleeves and fanned the furnace cover, closing the medicine cauldron, and then she was about to grab the fan.

But she grabbed nothing, and looked up, but saw that the senior brother had already started to fan the fire.

When she looked, Song Yan was smiling at her.

Junior Sister Xiaoli stared for a while and found that the senior brother had a good technique, so she was relieved, but she did not rest, but started to circle around the medicine cauldron, muttering something.

Song Yan had a very good grasp of the fire, so his air supply method was almost perfect.

As for the alchemy technique, he also understood it roughly.

The blood of monsters is highly toxic, and the core of refining the Crimson Palace Pill with it lies in the contradiction between "removing evil and removing poison" and "retaining the efficacy of the medicine".

If you want to have no toxins, that's fine, but if you want to remove the toxins in the blood of monsters, you need to toss and turn, and as long as you toss and turn, the effect of the blood of monsters will be tossed away by you.

If you want to retain the efficacy of the medicine, but can't withstand the poison of the pill, you will die directly.

Therefore, using "monster blood" as medicine to form a balance between it and other spiritual flowers and herbs is the Crimson Palace Pill.

But even so, because each portion of the monster blood of "Crimson Palace Pill" is different, unless there is a successful experience, every time you take a new Crimson Palace Pill, it is a risk.

All the alchemist can do is to make the Crimson Palace Pill "surface no difference", that is, no color or odor, the whole is round and integrated, and the color is uniform.

The current level of Nanwu Jianmen is that they can successfully refine "Crimson Palace Pills of Seven High-level Monsters", but they are only high-level monsters, not Crimson Palace Monsters.

How can a real master accept this?

Therefore, many people will take risks.

After the Crimson Palace Pill is refined to "no difference on the surface", they will prepare a lot of antidotes, natural treasures, and then take them in seclusion, and then resist the pill poison in order to survive.

Because once you survive, the benefits will be huge.

It is difficult to mention the hardships and pains to outsiders.

Therefore, after Yu Xuanwei showed Song Yan the power of "Chen Wang Hu" through the Preservation Jade, everyone will be shocked. This is even more shocking than knowing that "Song Yan, a little thief, stole things from Grandma Fox and played tricks on the world."

Nanwu Jianmen, Puppet Sect, and Three Kingdoms casual cultivators only know that "Chen Wang Hu" is a very powerful demon.

But the Fox and Wolf tribes are different. They don't know what to say about a human being being able to digest "Chen Wang Hu blood".

This kind of thing is too unbelievable.

So they didn't think about this at first, and just thought that the "tiger blood of the king" was still with the little thief.

About half an hour later.

A faint fragrance wafted from the medicine furnace, which made people dizzy.

Junior Sister Xiaoli hurriedly flew up on her sword, raised her hand to move the furnace cover, and when the smoke inside dissipated, she saw a light blue pigeon egg-sized pill lying at the bottom of the furnace.

Junior sister raised her hand to take a look and said, "Brother, it's done.

Sure enough, you still have to use good spiritual flowers and herbs to get better results.

Ice Wheel Vine and Sun Chrysanthemum are more precious than Iron Swallow Grass and Hydrangea, so the same refining method will not work for Iron Swallow Grass and Hydrangea, but Ice Wheel Vine and Sun Chrysanthemum can."

Song Yan said, "It's a pity that Iron Swallow Grass and Hydrangea bloom only once a year.

But Ice Wheel Vine blooms once every ten years, and often in cold places.

As for Sun Chrysanthemum, it only grows in the Fire Mystery Land. Although it blooms once a year, it only blooms for half an hour each time. Unless you time it well and stay there, with your eyes open all the time, you can't get Sun Chrysanthemum at all."

Junior sister Xiaoli sighed.

But there is no way.

Precious medicinal materials are difficult to find. If it is just a geographical restriction, it is easy to say, but some medicines are the kind that need many years to bloom, and ten years is not enough. Hundreds of years, thousands of years, and even ten thousand years in legends

After carefully placing the refined Jianggong Dan into a sealed jade bottle and affixing a label, Junior Sister Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, then looked out the window, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said happily: "It's snowing!"

She shouted, and then "pop" opened the door, opened her arms, and ran out.

Song Yan also followed him out, and then raised his head, only to see dots of white salt grains rustling down, hitting the silver sword robe and quietly bouncing off.

The salt grains would also be mixed with balls of velvet-like snow, which would roll on the white satin of the sword robe, and then hurriedly drift away with the wind, drifting into the flower gardens, trees, and lakes in the distance.

Suddenly

Pop!

Something cold fell on his left cheek.

He looked sideways and saw Junior Sister Xiaoli using magic to gather snow and then shape it into snowballs.

'This is.'

Song Yan looked at the snow falling on his cheeks and murmured, 'Hit? Snow? battle? ’

He really never thought that after emerging from the Puppet Sect's mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and killing and deception, he would one day be able to have snowball fights, and that there would be people who would actively throw snowballs at him.

Song Yan closed his eyes slightly, and the snow falling every year flashed through his mind.

Watching the snow every year, every year, everyone is different, but there is no year when I rush into the snow and have a snowball fight.

Snap!

Another snowball hit his right cheek.

He came to his senses briefly.

Snap!

The snowball continued to hit him between the eyebrows.

Junior Sister Xiaoli laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She was wrapped tightly in a silver sword robe. Her face was clean and pure. Although she did not have the charm of a mature and beautiful woman, she had an innocent, straightforward, youthful and lively personality. flavor.

Her petite figure was like a flower of light blooming on the dark earth. Its petals were all bright, softening the sharp outlines of the surrounding world and warming the desolation hidden in the cold wind and snow.

It seems that no matter what the scene is, as long as she is thrown into it, the scene will become beautiful, lovely, soft and soft, like a white cloud or a ball of cotton wool.

Her eyes were very bright and sparkling. She looked at Song Yan and said with a hearty laugh: "Silly!"

Song Yan came to his senses completely. He raised his hands, gathered a snowball, and said, "Wait!"

Junior Sister Xiaoli made a face, then put her hands on her hips and said, "Come on, come on, Auntie, I want to test how capable you are."

The titles of "aunt" and "your boy" made Song Yan's eyes darken.

He immediately grabbed the hardened snowball and threw it out.

Snap!

Snap!

Bang bang bang!

The two of them played a snowball fight outside the alchemy room, and they had a great time playing back and forth.

A high place not far away.

Three figures in brocade clothes are overlooking this place. These three people are very good at hiding and seem to have completely integrated into the landscape.

The old woman on the left among the three laughed first, and then said: "Xuan Wei thinks he looks a bit like Demon Song?"

The woman in the center shook her head slightly and said: "It was just a sudden thought after hearing about the White Xiuhu and Uncle Guye's words as a joke.

Uncle Ku Ye thinks that his body was taken by a strong man, which is enough to prove his amazing talent. This makes me can't help but think that Demon Song seems to be his body taken by a strong man.

Uncle Kuye said that he wanted to find a female cultivator who was proficient in formations, which coincided with the goals of Gu Huangzi and Demon Tou Song.

Therefore, after I returned this time, I thought of coming to see him. "

The dead leaf swordsman on the right said: "In the Yuzhong of the Presence, Demon Song came in his true form and fought against Gu Huangzi. This is enough to prove that he has not mastered the illusion of the multi-tailed fox clan."

Yu Xuanwei shook her head slightly and said: "Not necessarily, Devil Song's mind is cunning and changeable. I really don't know what kind of person he is and what his plans are.

But I know that he must really want my formation inheritance and want to use the ancient teleportation formation to leave. I met him that day, and I was fully prepared for him to ask for the formation inheritance. I had already thought about how to say it.

I want to tell him that my Yu family is the only one responsible for the research on the ancient teleportation array, and it is impossible to give it to him.

If I die, everything will be lost.

I want to use this to draw him to my side of the sword gate.

But he never asked a question. "

Granny Meng said: "Xuanwei, are you going to keep an eye on the Jixiang Chamber of Commerce again this time? Old lady, I suspect that there is something weird in that chamber of commerce."

Yu Xuanwei said: "There's nothing we can do about it if it's weird. The leader of the Chamber of Commerce did throw the Soul Gold Stone, and I have to chase it.

Mother-in-law, if you don’t practice formations and don’t understand how powerful the backlash of space teleportation is, you would need at least a soul gold stone to withstand it.

As for the sect, the great elder and the friend of the ancestor of the Su family - Prince Luo, should be ready to break through to the later stage of Jiang Palace, right?

If they can break through safely, this sect will be much more stable. "

Ku Ye Sword Master said: "Then, my disciple, Xuan Wei, do you still want to see it? If you want to see it, I will send him to you and you can have a good chat with him?"

Yu Xuanwei smiled lightly and said: "Forget it.

It’s really hard for me to imagine that Demon Song would get close to a female cultivator like Tian Xiaojiu, and it’s even harder to believe that he would become a Taoist couple with a female cultivator like An Li who is completely untainted by the world.

People of the same kind flock together, and birds of a feather flock together. These two kids are great together. They are the future of my Jianmen. "

After saying that, Yu Xuanwei turned around, wielded her sword, blended into the wind and snow, and walked away.

Granny Meng and the dead leaf swordsman looked at each other and followed closely.

Song Yan, who was having a snowball fight with Junior Sister Xiaoli, tilted his head slightly, squinted his eyes and glanced at the direction in which the three of them were leaving, and continued to grab the snowball and throw it at Junior Sister.

That night.

Song Yan held her junior sister's hand and walked on the path.

Snow trees and silver flowers rustle in the wind.

The two of them went together and arrived at the door of Song Yan's Bamboo House first.

Song Yan looked at An Li and said, "Junior sister, tonight"

Before she finished speaking, An Li ran away like a frightened little rabbit and ran to the bamboo hut next door. Then she looked sideways at Song Yan and said, "Senior brother, good night tonight."

After saying that, he quickly got into the bamboo house and closed the door tightly.

The moment she entered the room, Song Yan could still see the blush on her cheeks, but she didn't know whether it was because of the ice and snow or because of shyness.

He smiled.

He didn't want to play some "emotions need to be cultivated slowly, and the junior sister needs to be conquered slowly" and so on.

These are boring.

The four kinds of "Dinggong Blood" that are extremely precious to ordinary cultivators have given Song Yan terrible perception, so even if he doesn't release his spiritual sense, he can vaguely sense that there are people on the cliff in the distance, and roughly hear their conversation.

The saying "birds of a feather flock together" once again proves his point of view.

Junior Sister An Li is indeed a good hiding place, and it is also a place where he can take a breath in the treacherous and dangerous situation.

He didn't care about the rest.

After all, Junior Sister An Li really doesn't have that kind of charming femininity, which is not even comparable to "the two beautiful concubines of Master Li's family".

Song Yan returned to the house and turned off the lights, but did not fall asleep immediately, because he was still thinking about the few words that Yu Xuanwei had just leaked.

"This time back", "Auspicious Chamber of Commerce", "Soul Gold Stone" and other words made him think of many things at once.

After a little more sorting, he realized that maybe some old fox had made a move on him.

This move was made, but it was like dancing in front of a blind man, completely useless.

He has his own rhythm and will not be led by anyone.

His rhythm is to be low-key, become stronger, and then seize the opportunity to take the initiative.

The simplest idea, in the most complicated situation, is the most unfathomable.

However

'If the fox and wolf tribes can't find me after repeated attempts, what will happen if they still can't find me when they go north to look for me this time? 'Song Yan fell into thought.

Soon, he murmured in his heart again: 'If it's me, since I can't find it, I won't look for it. I'll tighten my pocket and wait quietly for the arrival of the Purple Mansion strongman, and then I'll catch the turtle in the jar. '

'To catch the turtle in the jar, we must completely destroy the ancient teleportation array. Since they have all thrown out the bait of Soul Gold Stone, there is no reason not to know the location of the ancient teleportation array. ’

‘But no matter for any force, the ancient teleportation array is not a cheap little thing. It means a new world, the entrance to a new map, and also means the unknown and opportunities. ’

‘So, I will not destroy the ancient teleportation array.

But in order to catch the turtle in the jar, I will kill the people who can repair the ancient teleportation array here. ’

‘Yu Xuanwei. ’

‘By then, the retreat will really be cut off.

Not taking a retreat and having no retreat are two different things. ’

Song Yan snorted coldly, then got up, went out, came to the lake, caught a bodyless phantom crow in the dark, and after sensing that there was no one around, he raised his arm slightly and sent the bodyless phantom crow into the wind.

The bodyless phantom crow flew and flew, quietly landing on a lake reef outside Luoxia Bamboo Island, blending into the night. It was not until the early morning that a figure wrapped in a cloak with a face-covering cloak was seen flying from afar on a sword, and then it flapped its wings and flew.

The figure was stunned when he saw the bodyless phantom crow, and slightly pulled back the veil to reveal Yu Xuanwei's face.

"Senior?"

The bodyless phantom crow said in a hoarse voice: "Little girl, the fox wolf wants to kill you.

If you don't want to die, don't repair the ancient teleportation array, hide in the array of Luoxia Bamboo Island, and continue to let people disguise you.

In fact, your poor disguise skills have been seen through long ago!

But true and false, when the fake you is still in Luoxia Bamboo Island, others will subconsciously think that the real you is not here."

Yu Xuanwei's delicate body trembled, and she was speechless. Seeing that the bodyless phantom crow was about to fly away, she hurriedly said: "Senior, do you have the soul gold stone?"

The bodyless phantom crow's wings moved slightly, revealing a small piece of light golden stone the size of a bean, and asked: "This?"

Yu Xuanwei said happily: "You have it!"

The bodyless phantom crow was confirmed, no more words, spread its wings and flew away, blending into the darkness.

Yu Xuanwei was stunned for a moment, but did not chase after him. Instead, she began to carefully comprehend Song Yan's words. The more she thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed to her. She felt that this demon Song was so terrifying.

In fact, Song Yan himself did not know whether Fox Wolf had started "preparing to kill Yu Xuanwei", but he knew that if it was him, he would do it. Since he would do it, he had to plug this hole in advance.

As for the inheritance of the formation,

you can't get it if you ask for it directly.

There is a long way to go.