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

Chapter 27 27. The Mantle

On the empty boat, at a glance, there were about a dozen disciples, all in the same “red” color.

Most of them were wearing black robes with red patterns, and they were inner disciples.

And there was one person who was wearing a white robe with red patterns, and he looked young, and was obviously an inner elder.

These were all on the deck of the empty boat, and Song Yan on the deck had not seen them yet.

Song Yan’s black robe with black patterns was very dazzling and out of place in such a place, like a duck mixed in with a group of swans.

He quickly came to the young elder and said respectfully: "Disciple Song Yan, see the elder."

The young elder glanced at him, nodded casually, responded with a nasal tone, and did not reply.

Song Yan originally planned to say "I want to see Master Shi", not for anything else, but because it was impolite, but now it seems that there is no need to ask at all.

No one cares.

No one thinks he is qualified.

Song Yan doesn't care, he casually stands on the side of the empty boat in a corner.

As the shadow puppet ship left the cliff and took off, Song Yan took a deep breath, and his eyes became brighter as his vision became wider.

But he soon realized that there was no airflow or wind here, nor was there any thin air. It seemed that there was a strange power spreading from the shadow puppet ship, protecting the passengers.

The solitary sun and floating clouds, the blue sky, made the passengers feel comfortable.

But the red of the earth in the northeast direction became clearer and clearer, like a red terrible vortex rotating quietly and slowly.

‘Is this the real leather master?’

Song Yan yearned for it.

But soon, he realized that no one here talked to him.

These leather masters and prospective leather masters obviously have their own circles.

And no matter where he went, Song Yan could always see a similar scene.

Just like in Nanzhu Peak, even though Wang Yaonu would try to please Senior Brother Zhang in a coquettish voice and ask for some benefits from him; on this deck, you can also see two beautiful inner sect female cultivators, one on each side of the two men.

And everything on the deck seemed to be centered on the two men.

Song Yan said nothing, but listened with his ears erect.

Soon, he understood a lot from a few words.

Shi Shi, whose name is Shi Zuo Weng, is the number one leather master on the Shadow Puppet Peak, but because he is obsessed with the way of shadow puppetry, he spends less time on cultivation, so that now he is eighty years old, but still has not been able to break through the Xuan realm.

If he does not break through, his life span will only be that of an ordinary person, at most living for more than a hundred years and being free from all diseases.

Shi Zuo Weng, who is eighty years old, naturally has to choose a "successor", and in fact, what he has studied throughout his life is indeed not simple.

All the people on the empty ship today are rushing for the "mantle".

But these people are clearly divided into two factions.

One faction is headed by the young elder "Lv Hong", but "Lv Hong" is not a disciple of Shi Zuo Weng, but a leather master by his own chance. His elder status is not because of his realm, but because "he has become the best leather master at such a young age".

The other faction is headed by a promising inner disciple "Gu Rufeng". Gu Rufeng is a disciple of Shi Zuo Weng and a "second generation of demons" of the Demon Sect Puppet Sect. It seems that one of his parents is an elder in the sect.

Both Lv Hong and Gu Rufeng were a little curious and a little wary of Song Yan who suddenly jumped the queue to board the ship.

But when they saw the latter shrinking in the corner of the empty ship so restrainedly, they had no idea.

He should be a gilded one, and the purpose of coming here is to become a leather master.

The two did not even think of winning over Song Yan.

Master Shi has a conservative and serious personality. Who knows whether the act of "winning over" will leave a "negative impression" on him?

So, Song Yan really became a little transparent.

Even if someone looked in his direction, they would pass through him directly, as if he did not exist at all.

After an incense stick of time, the airship arrived above a small emerald green valley.

In the valley, there are pavilions and terraces, quiet and peaceful.

As the airship entered it, a cover with a faint silver light suddenly rose up, separating the inside and the outside.

Song Yan had never seen this thing, but he could guess that this was the legendary———— formation.

A formation that can cover an entire valley is not small.

Because this formation consumes black stones, it is usually not opened. It will only be opened when the sect is attacked or when important people arrive.

Da da da.

Da.

The airship landed safely.

The people on the boat immediately stood up and waited solemnly.

Until the cabin was opened, a short, serious old man in a white robe with red stripes came out with a cane.

He was followed by a noble lady with a bulging chest, a beautiful face, and wearing the inner disciple's robe.

"Master Shi!"

"Master's wife!"

The disciples outside shouted in unison.

Song Yan also shouted.

The inner disciple who was called Master's wife smiled sweetly, supported Shi Zuoweng's arm, and walked out with him.

When they reached the boat ladder, Shi Zuoweng suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Song Yan in the corner, and said, "Where is the stranger?"

The master's wife didn't know Song Yan either, so she cast her eyes on Gu Rufeng on the other side.

Gu Rufeng met the beautiful master's wife's eyes, then smiled slightly, walked out gracefully, and said: "Master, I am a disciple of Nanzhu Peak, recommended by Cheng Danqing, and the master of the peak has given his approval."

Shi Zuoweng closed his eyes and murmured: "Nanzhu Peak. You are a handyman, right?"

Song Yan said respectfully: "Yes, Master Shi."

The air suddenly tightened.

Shi Zuoweng opened his eyes, and his old eyes showed a gentle smile: "It's not easy, it's really not easy. Learn more this time and become a leather master as soon as possible."

Song Yan was stunned and said: "Thank you Master Shi for your encouragement."

After the voice fell, Shi Zuoweng had already got off the airship with the help of the beautiful master's wife.

A group of disciples followed closely behind.

The Linglong Valley Strange Beast Meeting is actually a "large zoo sketching site". The rare thing is that it takes a lot of effort to capture so many monsters and detain them in one place.

Song Yan was assigned a temporary cave, and was given "drawing paper and brushes", and then he walked out and threw himself into this "sketching scene".

The black cloth covering the cages of various sizes was pulled open, revealing the monsters of various colors inside.

There are not only low-level monsters here, but also intermediate monsters.

The intermediate monsters correspond to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of Lianxuan among the cultivators.

For these monsters, Song Yan could feel the unconcealed terrible blood around them just by approaching them. When he took another step forward, he felt that his throat seemed to be blocked and his neck seemed to be pinched. The pair of eyes behind the blood of the fence even made him feel trembling.

He was honestly "scared" and collapsed, and then honestly went to the low-level monsters.

This scene was not at all inconsistent.

Everyone thought it should be so.

Song Yan came to a half-human-sized bird monster. The bird monster's gray feathers were like iron, and it would make a metallic "crackling" sound when flapping. Its eyes stared at him, flashing with greed and bloodlust.

Song Yan glanced at the sign next to it: Iron-feathered bird, a third-level monster that likes to eat people.

He moved a chair and sat down, observing the iron-feathered bird, while silently focusing his attention on the "Painting Skin Art" in the [Spell] column.

'Invest a month, using the iron-feathered bird in front of you as an opportunity to comprehend the "Painting Skin Art." '