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

Chapter 30 30. Amazing talent, every step is thrilling

A gentleman is cautious when he is alone.

Therefore, even when no one is around, Song Yan will maintain the necessary caution and will never let anyone find a flaw. He has a big secret like "Yu Shou Dao Guo". If someone finds something unusual, he will be "dissected and studied", or at least "searched".

That day, he greeted his "partner" Wang Susu as usual, and then returned to the cave.

As the stone door closed, he suddenly heard two "pops", as if someone fell to the ground.

Song Yan frowned, without any hesitation, and was not curious to go in and find out what happened.

He quickly raised his hand and pressed the mechanism.

Boom.

The stone door just opened a crack, and Song Yan's whole body was tense, like "a posture before a 100-meter sprint".

Anyone can feel that this young man will rush out immediately when the stone door is raised to a height of half his body.

At this moment, a hoarse and strange voice came from the darkness of the cave.

"Don't go out."

"Yes, senior."

Song Yan didn't ask who it was, but just responded politely, and then "whoosh" flew out when the stone door was lifted, and at the same time, he did not forget to press the mechanism with his backhand to close the stone door.

A shadow puppet crow "whoosh" flew out immediately, and the lifelike bird eyes looked at him strangely and speechlessly, the bird's beak opened and closed, and the old man's voice that was no longer disguised said: "Are you so cowardly?"

This time, Song Yan heard that it was the voice of the stone seat old man.

He scratched his head awkwardly and said respectfully, "Junior."

"Go into the cave and talk."

The crow said, "The noise you heard was just because I had knocked out your two furnaces.

The feathers of the bodyless phantom crow are mixed with a natural hypnotic poison powder. Although it can only make cultivators dizzy slightly, it can make mortals fall asleep in an instant.

I entered the cave when you opened it, just to ask you some questions.

You don't have to worry."

"Yes, senior."

Song Yan followed the stone seat man into the cave obediently.

He was really a little dignified in his heart: cultivators of higher realms can do whatever they want to cultivators of lower realms.

In the cave, at dusk, the sky was as red as blood, falling down.

The crow and the young man sat opposite each other at the stone table.

The crow asked, "What I want to ask you remains unchanged."

"What is it?"

Song Yan has always been a master at pretending to be confused.

The crow looked at him seriously, and his pupils seemed to have become the old man's pupils. Then he asked word by word: "Has the Nine-Eyed Qin Boa's divine appearance moved?"

Song Yan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, giving people the feeling of careful consideration and not wanting to miss the opportunity.

The crow looked at him expectantly.

Song Yan finally spoke, and he said seriously: "It should have moved, Master Shi, that's what I think."

He combined the words of Gu Rufeng and Lu Hong and made up a set of rhetoric.

At this time, on the main peak of the Shadow Play Peak, the old man's face was already livid.

After listening for a long time, he sighed heavily.

Of course, he could pass on his mantle, and whether it was Gu Rufeng or Lu Hong, he should be able to successfully receive his mantle.

But he was unwilling after all.

If he died, his body would die and his way would disappear, so why would he care about the young elders and the second generation of demons? What about human relationships?

What Shi Zuo Weng wanted was a genius who could use his legacy as a stepping stone to move to a higher level; not an ordinary person who regarded his legacy as a treasure and stopped there.

He was extremely pleased just thinking that the genius could see the scenery he had never seen for him, and felt that even if he died, he would die with a smile.

He felt some special temperament in Song Yan, so he held a little fantasy.

But this fantasy was slowly shattered.

Bang! !

Shi Zuo Weng smashed the glass cup on the table to the ground and stood up angrily.

He didn't know why he was so angry because of a junior.

Perhaps this junior gave him unwarranted hope, but took it back.

Outside the cave, the beautiful master's wife was sitting opposite Gu Rufeng. Listening to the conversation of the handsome young man, the beautiful master's wife was amused from time to time, and laughed so hard that her body shook.

Hearing the noise in the cave, the beautiful master's wife suddenly quieted down, looked at Gu Rufeng, and said, "Rufeng, I'll go in and take a look."

Gu Rufeng looked at her and said, "Thank you, master's wife."

He said master's wife, but there was a kind of aggressive heat in his eyes.

The beautiful master's wife also boldly responded to this heat.

The silky eyes finally broke in the air.

The beautiful mistress walked into the cave, her expression suddenly changed, she hurriedly stepped forward, and asked with concern: "Master Shi, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Shi Zuoweng coughed heavily and said: "I'm just a little inexplicably irritated."

The beautiful mistress sat in his arms, her long legs tightly together, hugged his neck, and said softly: "Take your time."

Shi Zuoweng suddenly said: "Xiao Xi, these years, it's actually me who is sorry for you. If you have a favorite Taoist partner outside, you can go, I will do my best to make it up to you."

The beautiful mistress called Xiao Xi said softly: "Men, talent is the most important, especially for someone as talented as Master Shi."

Shi Zuoweng nodded, then put the Taoist partner down, turned around and seemed to think about something.

The beautiful mistress brushed her long legs in disdain, turned around and left the cave again.

More than a month later.

Shi Zuoweng came to the main peak shadow studio, and seemed to be casually flipping through the shadow puppets sent from outside.

These shadow puppets were all provided by Nanzhu Peak, and they were for disciples to practice casually, and they were not precious.

As he flipped through the pages, his hand passed over a two-headed wolf shadow puppet.

He narrowed his old eyes and stared at the puppet intently, suddenly thinking about something.

Half a year later.

It seemed that Shi Zuo Weng wanted to teach his juniors after he got old, so he often came to the studio.

And the studio was also filled with people from Gu Rufeng and Lu Hong.

But no one knew that the old man was actually "not interested in wine", he had been secretly looking at the two-headed wolf shadow puppet sent by Nanzhu Peak.

One day, when he saw the two-headed wolf shadow puppet again, he suddenly noticed something, his mouth curled up, he wanted to laugh, but he held it back, until he returned to the cave, he couldn't help laughing.

He laughed very happily, so happy that the beautiful master's wife asked what was wrong.

But Shi Zuo Weng just said something else casually, but didn't say why he was really happy.

Which novice leather artist would start with a perfect brushstroke of absolute genius, but seem to notice something wrong, and add a little bit of fluff elsewhere, forcibly painting a shadow puppet at the "beginner's entry" level?

Shi Zuo Weng observed for a full six months, and he caught this situation twice in the past six months.

The first time could be considered a coincidence.

The second time. That is definitely not the case.

The possibility of a natural brushstroke appearing on a novice is very small, and it is definitely not a coincidence that it appears twice.

The young man named Song Yan is a true genius, a genius that surpasses him.

'The waves behind the river push the waves ahead, amazing talent, the choice of the moment. '

'I know your heart, but you still don't understand what I mean. '

That night, Shi Zuo Weng ordered a pot of Xuanniang and drank it under the moon.

However, he had deeply understood Song Yan's concerns. Sending Song Yan the mantle directly was tantamount to letting him die. No matter how hidden the mantle was, it would be useless because Lu Hong and Gu Rufeng would definitely be able to detect it quickly.

He needed to wait for an opportunity.

And he felt that this opportunity might not come too late.

The main peak of Shadow Play Peak.

In the mysterious dark hall.

The strange and huge back was eerie.

Cheng Danqing stepped forward respectfully and handed over a leather scroll with several names on it, saying, "These should all be spies from the Nanwu Sword Sect."

The figure looked at it and said, "The multi-tailed fox tribe finally has a big monster.

The old guys don't want the war to spread to their own territory. I guided and provoked them a little, and they decided to secretly go to the border to stop the big monster, and I will stay to guard it."

Cheng Danqing said, "Then what do I need to do?"

The figure said, "I will accidentally reveal the news that the Puppet Sect has few people guarding it to the spies you can reveal, and I will also tell the seventh lady of the Su family. Her words should still have some weight.

When the time comes, the Nanwu Sword Sect will definitely take action, and I will lead the young masters of the Puppet Sect to fight."

As the figure spoke, he stood up. A strange smile could be vaguely seen on his side face, and his tone was already a bit playful and grim.

"Then, kill, kill, you kill one of me, I kill two of you, you kill three of me.

The blood flows like a river, the ground is full of the bodies of cultivators

We will become stronger, and we will have more companions.

Hehehehehehehe"

Cheng Danqing also laughed grimly.

Appendix: As long as the ghost possesses the dying or dead cultivator, it is possible to be reborn, and then combine with the original Xuan root in the cultivator's body to produce a special Xuan root called ghost Xuan root. With this Xuan root, one can enter the door of cultivation again and become a ghost cultivator (Chapter 6).