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

Chapter 133 132. Song Yan is here, please come and meet him (4.6K words - please subscribe)

Song Yan never believed in coincidences.

Therefore, after Grandma Hong and General Gu were defeated and digested by him, he felt a new abnormality, an abnormality coming from the evil place.

He will not be careless, especially when facing the unknown.

So, he analyzed it.

There are three obvious anomalies that constitute coincidence:

First, after he defeated Grandma Red and General Gu, the core of Shadi suddenly rioted.

Normally speaking, the riot in the core of Shadi after the defeat of Grandma Red and General Gu can be attributed to the "backup left by the two demons of the fox and wolf", which belongs to the kind of behavior of "if I don't come back, I will blow up the other party's hometown." But Grandma Hong and General Gu have become his puppets, and they have never done such a thing.

Second, Wang Susu, who could provide him with the core information of Shadi, disappeared;

However, it was not only Wang Susu who disappeared together, but also his former disciple. This really doesn't mean anything, because the strength levels of Wang Susu, Shen Nongjia, Yueyang Luo, and even the shadow puppet masters who have integrated into the evil land are too low. No matter how they jump around, they cannot trigger such a riot.

Third, he needs to use the "Mysterious Cleansing Divine Method" to remove the evil core and enhance the mysterious roots.

He didn't know yet how useful the "Xuanxuan Divine Method" was, but this could be easily confirmed.

Song Yan grabbed many Puppet Sect inheritances and stuffed them into the storage space one by one, preparing to study them one by one. He was holding the "Xuan Xuan Divine Method" in his hand, ready to try it later.

There are too many possibilities for evil things.

He thought about it all the way, and walked out of the secret room with Xueyazi again.

As soon as I went out, there was a cold wind coming from afar, mixed with fine snow particles, and floating with sharp blood.

Bloody cliffs are commonplace. It doesn't matter to her whether it's spring, summer, autumn or winter. She doesn't have much life left. She originally thought that after running away with Guhuangzi, she would get some stability and then break through. But things changed and she came back here again. Now she is still here. I need to help the demon cultivators below deal with the troublesome fox demon.

Seeing that Song Yan had obtained the inheritance and that she had killed many fox demons outside, she took the opportunity to come up with this plan.

Song Yan agreed.

Xueyazi respectfully stepped away.

Song Yan suddenly stopped her again and asked, "Grandma Xue, you have lived long enough. I want to ask you two questions."

Xueyazi hurriedly said: "Master, please tell me."

Song Yan said: "First, which monks above the Jianggong realm are there in the evil land?"

Xueyazi said: "Originally there were two middle-stage Jianggong, Two-Face, the ghost Chixia, and one late-stage Jianggong, Zhang Han. But after Grandma Hu made a fuss before, Two-Face died, and Zhang Han Seriously injured."

Song Yan had already received such news from various places. After thinking for a while, he really didn't think there was any way this information could be fake.

If the ghost cultivator was hiding his clumsiness, why would he secretly let Two-Face sneak into the Shadow Puppet Peak and then abduct the Shadow Puppet Peak? If Zhang Han was so powerful, how could he kill Two-Face and Stone Man in front of Grandma Fox?

Song Yan said: "Second, how much do you know about Zhang Han?"

Xueyazi was stunned for a moment, and briefly recalled: "Old lady, when I joined the Puppet Sect, Zhang Han had disappeared for more than a hundred years. However, I heard that he was once a rogue cultivator who dominated the Three Kingdoms, overwhelming the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Jianmen disappeared suddenly, but unexpectedly appeared in the evil place, and was taken over by evil spirits and became a ghost cultivator.

I heard from Gu Huangzi that his kind of ghost cultivator is special. He is born from the earth, so he is bound to the earth and cannot go out. Even when Mrs. Wang got married, he did not show up in the alliance between the Puppet Sect and Sha Di. .

However, these should have nothing to do with the real Zhang Han.

Today, the ghost cultivator Zhang Han has long been a new existence that has nothing to do with Zhang Han. "

Song Yan nodded.

Xueyazi saluted again and then left.

Song Yan stood alone.

The snowflakes continued to fall, and he was slightly chilled. This coolness suddenly reminded him of the snowball fight he had with Junior Sister Anli. He raised his hand and touched his cheek. The stupid girl was holding a snowball and throwing it at him. It’s vivid in my mind.

Song Yan no longer thought about it, he quickly returned to the cave, went to the training room, took the "Xuan Xuan Divine Method" and started watching it.

After spending a lot of effort, he put it on the panel, and then devoted his life to meditate on it.

[In the eleventh year, you have practiced the "Xuanxuan Shenfa" to perfection. You realize that this is just a secret method. No matter whether you are perfect or not, it actually does not affect your use. The core of this method is not the method at all. , but it depends on the natural resources and earthly treasures that warm your body, as well as the environment you live in]

[For the improvement of ghost mysterious roots, the "Xuanxuan Shenfa" records that the core material of the required heavenly materials and earthly treasures is "soul-drowned grass". Herbs have no soul, and even if they pass through lonely ghosts and wandering ghosts, they will also have no soul if the evil spirit flows. After ten or a hundred years, they may change and transform into soul-drenched grass. This herb can strengthen the original soul, so that when the mysterious root qualifications are improved, the auxiliary soul will not be lost. Unwavering. If you want to upgrade to a middle-grade ghost mysterious root, you need at least two "soul-drowned grass" that are nearly a thousand years old. The higher the year, the greater the success rate]

Soul-drowned grass for nearly a thousand years?

Song Yan didn't need to look at it to know that this was a rare item.

After all, he had been an alchemist before. Although he was only half-experienced, he still knew a lot about mysterious flowers and herbs.

In the Three Kingdoms area, it has been rare for hundreds of years, and it is really hard to find in the past thousand years.

However, after he figured out that the function of "Soul Drowning Grass" was to "assist the soul to remain immovable" rather than to "increase the strength of the soul", he suddenly felt that he might not need this thing at all. His sweat, wisdom and ice The Hell Bracelet can solve this problem.

Then, all that's left seems to be to find a Shadi core that suits him.

And this place is right in front of us.

On the snowy night, Song Yan did not go directly to the core of the evil place, but called Gong Libai.

"Li Bai, help me find something."

"Master, please give me your instructions."

"The soul-drowned grass must be more than a thousand years old, two roots."

Gongli Baiwushen's stern eyes revealed a look of astonishment. He knew that Soul Drowning Grass was a must-have for making some "soul-based elixirs", but they were all decades old.

More than a thousand years old?

Not to mention the soul-drowned grass, even other spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses are extremely rare. If you encounter one, you will make a fortune.

But since it was Song Yan's order, he had no choice but to comply, but then said: "Master, these days, I am still responsible for the fox cubs who have infiltrated into the Three Kingdoms. I'm afraid I may not be able to help you with all my strength. Go find this."

Song Yan said: "It's okay. I'm too busy. Let the disciples below come to me directly."

Gong Libai was stunned and said in shock: "How can this be done? Is this just a little fox demon worthy of your action?"

Song Yan said: "After several battles, the Puppet Sect has fewer people."

Gong Libai hurriedly said: "I know my mistake, and I will quickly speed up the training of low-level monks. During this period, I have recruited many new people, and many of them have stood out. Now there are no Jianmen monks outside." Hunting, the survival rate of these seeds should be improved a lot. In less than ten years, my puppet Zong Ding will be full of talents. "

"Go ahead."

Song Yan waved his hand.

Gongli resigned in vain.

Song Yan looked at his retreating back, and after a long time he went into the secret room belonging to his sect master, took out the ancient general's wolf skin and started to make the skin quickly.

The night passed and the dawn has not yet arrived.

The snow outside the door was falling heavier and heavier, and in this dim vision, a deformed giant wolf shadow slipped out of the secret room silently and quickly headed towards the place of destruction.

And above the head of the giant wolf shadow puppet, there is also a bodyless phantom crow hovering.

The soul power provided by the Ice Hell Bracelet allowed Song Yan to divide his soul into fifteen shadow puppets at the same time using the "Hundred Souls".

Without this bracelet, and without digesting the King's Tiger Soul, his limit is five.

Obviously, the difficulty of splitting souls becomes more and more difficult as it goes up. Fifteen shadow puppets are already the limit.

After doing this, he stretched his body, returned to the bedroom, took off his clothes and pants, and saw the two girls still lying on the couch, so he got in, went to the left side, and didn't know who he hugged, so he pressed against her from behind. fell asleep comfortably.

As for the arrangement of "Soul Drowning Grass"

Song Yan had his own idea: he didn't need this mysterious grass, but he needed to know "whether this rare thousand-year-old mysterious grass will happen to appear within the range that he can obtain at this moment."

If so, that's really interesting.

If you need something rare, and this rare thing happens to appear in front of you through some way. And if you are sure that you are not dreaming, you need to be vigilant.

early morning.

Su Yao glanced sideways at the two people beside her, quietly opened the quilt, put on her boots and clothes, wrapped herself in the puppet sect's demon repair robe, and walked out of the house.

The snow stopped for a moment outside the door, and the three beautiful princesses who were sent here were cleaning the snow in Demon Head Song's court like maids.

Before they came, they had been trained repeatedly, and whether they wanted to or not, they knew what they had to do to survive.

Hatred, confusion, and fear enveloped them all the time.

Fortunately, so far, Demon Song has not done anything to them.

When seeing Su Yao, the princesses of Wei and Shu bowed slightly and shouted: "Good morning, madam."

Princess Qiu Shui of Wu State was stubborn. She stared straight at Su Yao, cursed "witch", then turned and ran away.

Su Yao didn't chase her. She sighed softly and walked silently on the road to the Paper Man Peak of the Puppet Sect. After walking for a while, she flew up with her sword and went away.

A moment later, a sword rainbow fell on the hilltop full of tombs and graves.

She walked on the top of the mountain in despair. After walking for a while, she suddenly stopped at a high cliff.

The scenery on that cliff is very good, but there is a tombstone facing the snow-covered Cangshan Mountain in the distance.

The monument is engraved with "The Tomb of Su Gong Changyi of Jianmen of Southern Wu" vertically, and many names are engraved on the sides.

Su Yao looked at them one by one and saw that the names were very familiar. Almost as soon as she saw a name, she could think of that person's voice, smile, and past memories in her mind.

But her face became more and more bitter, because these people were all dead!

And when her eyes fell on the four words "Seventh Sister, Su Yao", she couldn't help it anymore, cried "Wow", knelt in front of the tombstone and cried loudly.

Swish swish~

The "Shadow Puppet of the Ancient General" containing the atmosphere of Song Yan rises and falls rapidly in the mountains.

Although the evil place is strange, in terms of the terrifying image, the deformed giant wolf is still far above these ghosts.

But even so, Song Yan was a little surprised by the riot in the entire Shadi.

He seemed to have plunged into a whirlpool of evil spirits. There were tornadoes of evil spirits everywhere that could blow away ordinary people and make ordinary monks unable to stand firm.

But these had no effect on the shadow puppet of the ancient general, who had a middle-stage Jianggong physique.

Since he thought there might be something wrong with the evil land, Song Yan naturally had to send a shadow puppet to take a look.

The demon shadow puppet had lost all its abilities, but it still had its physique and its own racial talent.

There were three shadow puppets above the level of Song Yan's Jiang Palace: two foxes and one wolf.

The fox's talent was illusion.

The wolf's talent was bloodthirsty.

Song Yan felt that "illusion" was more functional, and the wolf's physique was better, so he sent the wolf.

At this time, he was getting closer and closer to the core of the evil land.

As if crossing a certain boundary, Song Yan suddenly felt that the atmosphere had changed.

In the distance, with the sky dark, sand and rocks flying, and bones dancing, visibility had disappeared, and it was difficult to see five fingers.

But in the sound of falling leaves and rolling stones, Song Yan keenly noticed an abnormal sound.

The sound was rustling, dripping, and weird, but the breath coming from it was inexplicably familiar.

The next moment.

Song Yan saw a flash of red light, and he dodged to the side sharply. Although it was not easy, he did not escape the sudden attack.

Then he glanced to the side and saw a very long red rope frozen in the space.

No!

It was not a rope, but an extremely abundant evil liquid!

Evil spirit would not provoke him, but evil liquid would.

Evil liquid is many times more chaotic than evil spirit. Its harm to the monks of the Crimson Palace is like that of evil spirit to ordinary monks.

However, ordinary monks only need to resist the evil spirit. The greater the concentration of evil spirit, the more Xuan Qi is consumed. And the evil spirit that flooded into the hanging room of Nanzhu Peak in the middle of the night can only be regarded as a drizzle.

Crimson Palace monks need to fight against the evil liquid more attentively. Because the evil liquid is no longer "evenly" covering, it is like a sword or a spear, and is extremely aggressive. The monks of the Crimson Palace not only need to mobilize their profound energy, but also need to be particularly focused to avoid it, or concentrate their profound energy to block the "evil liquid spear". If you are careless and let this "evil liquid spear" penetrate your body, then this thing will desperately drill into your body and frantically try to occupy your body.

The reason why Song Yan is familiar with this evil liquid is that he has seen it in the sealed barrier of the palace at the end of Luoxia Bamboo Island. The evil liquid was produced after the death of Shui Bo Jianhuang.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan's figure was still dodging in the air, his eyes still fixed on the red rope that broke through the air.

But the red rope began to twist rapidly as if it had life, adjusting its direction, and continued to track Song Yan.

On the other side, a strange rustling sound suddenly came from the wind and sand not far away.

Whoosh!

The evil liquid shot again.

Song Yan crouched down.

Wow!

The evil liquid swept across like tentacles.

Song Yan jumped up.

Both sides were extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the air.

And at this moment, a few red lights suddenly exploded in the distance, and a few strands of evil liquid whistled through the air, shooting towards Song Yan from all angles, as if to penetrate this uninvited guest directly.

Song Yan turned into an afterimage and retreated quickly. When he retreated to a certain range, the evil liquid stopped.

Song Yan raised his furry and deformed black claws, licked the wolf hair on the back of his claws, and stared at the distance with a pair of dark eyes.

The space he retreated from was covered with evil liquid like a spider web.

And these evil liquids seemed to realize that the prey had left, so they shrank, lowered, landed, and retreated, like the ebb tide of the blood sea, and like a blood-colored giant beast retracting its hunting tentacles.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes at the scene, and called out Grandma Fox to ask. After learning that "when Grandma Fox came to the core of the evil land, there was no such fierce evil liquid here", he shouted: "Master Zhang, True Man Chixia, Song Yan is here, please come out and see me!"

The voice was very penetrating, and it pierced into the core of the evil land in an instant, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

Song Yan shouted again: "Junior Sister Su Su, are you there?"

Still no one responded.

He continued to shout.

"Xiao Shen, Xiao Yue, Master is here, why don't you come out?"

Still no one responded.

The entire core of the evil land seemed to have not only been "upgraded" because of this violence, but also became like a real life forbidden land.

As for the cultivators who had been in the forbidden land, have they died?

No one knows.

What caused the riot in the core of the evil land?

Still no one knows.

But Song Yan knew that it was impossible to explore further by relying solely on the "Ancient General Shadow Play".

If he wanted to improve his Xuangen aptitude, he would need to go to the core of this place in person.

However, although it was urgent, he was not panicking.

He had to digest the inheritance of the Puppet Sect first, and then drag all the elders of the Puppet Sect to come here together.

If it was just a riot caused by pure accident, it would be nothing.

But if someone was playing tricks, the trickster must be at least from the Crimson Palace.

There were only elders in the Crimson Palace on the top of the Puppet Sect mountain.

Song Yan brought all of them here, and no matter who it was, they were destined to become pioneers in exploring the way, or reveal flaws.