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

Chapter 31 31. The cicadas are aware of the coming of autumn before the wind blows

Boom boom.

The stone door opened.

Song Yan walked into the cave as usual.

It was midsummer and it was raining outside the cave.

The gray wind and the pale rainstorm almost submerged the entire mountain, making people's vision narrow.

This was exactly the situation that Song Yan could not see clearly.

But life still had to go on.

There was no way to escape.

As soon as he entered the cave, Miss Qiu looked up happily, called "Brother Song", and then hurried over with a towel.

Song Yan wiped his slightly wet hair and looked into the cave.

In other caves, the furnaces had been replaced long ago, but the two women in his cave were still alive and kicking.

The powerful vitality of the multi-tailed fox tribe was fully reflected in the princess. Although this beauty was old, she was still delicate and charming, with taut and elastic skin. When she was in love, she was more wonderful than Miss Qiu.

Not far away, in the flowerbed, the mysterious flowers and grasses had already grown vigorously. Song Yan couldn't help but walk over and stop to listen to Cao Xueruo pointing at a certain flower or a certain grass and talking about it.

Cao Xueruo seemed to be good at taking care of these flowers and plants, and was familiar with them.

Song Yan asked her about this.

She only said that when the girl was in Xishu, her grandfather had found a book of mysterious flowers for her from somewhere, which talked about these things.

When she was a princess before, she was scheming and dealing with royal affairs, and she had no time and energy to take care of these things. Unexpectedly, now that she came here, she had the time and opportunity.

"Song Lang."

As the princess spoke, her eyes were moist, and she stood up like a little woman and approached Song Yan, her face full of happiness and joy, which was the joy brought by "the dual effects of being a crazy fan and wanting to forget the pain".

Song Yan held her waist and suddenly said, "I'll go to the market at the foot of the mountain tomorrow. Do you want anything?"

"No."

The princess shook her head gently.

Song Yan suddenly asked again, "Do you want to drink?"

The princess was stunned, but nodded gently.

Song Yan smiled and said, "I'll bring you some."

"Song Lang, thank you." The princess hugged the man in front of her tightly.

If there is good wine, then it will be better to be drunk and dream, indulge in desire, and never think of other unnecessary pain.

Wine and sex are indeed hurtful.

But if a person is already hurt, wine and sex will become the last comfort.

The next day

Song Yan went down the mountain and went to the low-level market outside the Shadow Pi Peak with ease.

Today he did not cover up, but wore a black formal disciple uniform.

Over the years, he has figured out one thing: in the market opened by this sect, you absolutely can't buy any core items, whether it is the magic of the leather master, the talisman master, the alchemist, or the unique skin control technique of Shadow Pi Peak, don't even think about it.

Not to mention items that can improve realms.

In addition to the "Bigu Pill", the most popular pill sold here is a kind of pill called "Xuanqi Pill".

To put it bluntly, Xuanqi Pill is "a small Xuanling Pill that is not so successfully refined".

"Xiaoxuanling Pill" is allocated to regular disciples like Song Yan every month. It is better than furnace tripod when combined with the "Xuanqi Guiding Technique".

However, the so-called "Xuanqi Pill" of inferior quality can help people in the martial arts world to make progress in their skills because of the scarcity of Xuanqi inside, and even directly break through certain bottlenecks.

Even if there is no breakthrough, this pill can solve many unsolvable poisons in the martial arts world, which can be called a "panacea pill".

However, "Xuanqi Pill" can only be bought with contribution points.

This makes "contribution points" a "high-level currency" in the eyes of people in the martial arts world.

In short, this is a market to fool chores and people in the martial arts world, and its main function is to connect with external subordinates in the mortal world.

The things thrown here for sale are naturally common goods that will not leak the secrets of the sect.

The real market is probably the "Qingxi Market where Shadow Peak goes to buy animal skins".

But Qingxi Market is a place full of good and bad people, and it is very chaotic.

If you want to go to that kind of place, you must either go with a big force or be a fierce person with your own strength, otherwise you will be empty-handed once you leave the market.

However, when Song Yan came to this market again, he was shopping and consuming contribution points on the surface, but in fact he was listening carefully and listening to the conversations of people in the world to understand the situation outside.

Before, all he knew was how the Blood Spear Sect cleaned up the remnants of the Wei Dynasty, how they sent the Wei royal family to the Puppet Palace, and how they established a new dynasty, named "Jin".

But in the past six months, he has heard some unusual information.

First, the "monster tide" invaded from the Lonely Smoke Wasteland in the north of Jin State, and the army defending the border of Jin State was actually overwhelmed, and even the leading general was trampled to death by the monsters.

Now, there is news that "Jin State is going to move its capital."

A new dynasty that was established less than two years ago is actually going to move its capital?

What is it hiding from?

Song Yan has limited information channels.

But he knew a piece of news a long time ago because of the princess: King Wei still has a connection with the Shanhai Cannibal Kingdom, and the Shanhai Cannibal Kingdom is in the north of Wei.

These pieces of news combined together made him feel an indescribable sense of suffocation, which was a kind of panic that the birds and insects on the ground felt after a natural disaster.

Song Yan spent 3 contribution points and bought a cart of top-quality wine in the mortal world. These wines will be delivered to the mountain gate of the main peak of Nanzhu Peak by people in the rivers and lakes, which is very convenient.

Then, he continued to pace, looked up at the small wooden pavilion with the "Tibetan Gong Tower" hanging on the edge of the market square, and stepped inside.

The "Zanggong Building" is a rather special feature of this city.

But this specialness does not mean that the things it sells are good, but that this is a place that is opened in Xianjia Market but does business among Jianghu people.

What is sold here are all ordinary people's skills in the world.

Of course, the skills that can be sold here can be considered top-notch skills in the world, and may even be touted as "magic skills."

But no matter how powerful the magical power is, it cannot withstand a simple "air arrow technique".

This is "no matter how good your sword skills are, you can shoot him down with one shot".

Therefore, this "Tibetan Gong Building" can only be located on the edge of the market, and it is impossible for monks to come here in the past.

Before Song Yan stepped into the building, he heard various conversations coming from the building.

"Qingfeng Villa was wiped out, but its unique skills have never left the world. I didn't expect it to be hidden in this place of the Immortal Family."

"We don't accept gold or silver here, only contribution points. If you want to buy it, go do some business and exchange it for contribution points."

"Old Nanshan's unique skill "Mahamudra" only costs 6 contribution points."

"Zidian Knife's "Sword Drawing Technique", 5 contribution points, no gold or silver."

These shouts paused because Song Yan walked in.

Many eyes stared over and fell on the uniform of his official disciple.

Immediately, someone walked out of the inner hall. He was slightly fat and had a sinister face. There was a friendly smile hidden in his evil face. From the outside, he looked like a ruthless person who was robbing families and homes.

At this time, the man said respectfully: "Sir, you are here. What do you want to order? But our little shop is all about martial arts."

Song Yan glanced around.

After entering the second level of Lianxuan and mastering the spells, he clearly understood that the casting of spells actually depends on the environment. To put it bluntly, if you want to cast a spell in a place with very little profound energy, you may not be able to do it even after a few spells. After that, all you have to honor is the physical strength that the realm brings to you.

Jianghu Kung Fu actually focuses on "physical strength."

It was a technique developed using the power of the body, a killer move.

Song Yan believed that if he had no spells and relied purely on physical strength, he might not be an opponent against a martial arts master who was proficient in skills and killing moves. If that martial arts master was proficient in a certain weapon, then he would be no match for him at all.

Therefore, based on the principle of "since it is impossible to increase the upper limit, let's mention the shortcomings", he wanted to buy a few Jianghu exercises and practice them to perfection in case of emergency.

What if one day he escapes to Jianghu?

If a natural disaster strikes and a flood surges into the sky, who knows where the fish in the water will be swept away by the big waves?

After some picking and choosing.

Song Yan spent 187 contribution points and purchased 23 books on Jianghu's secret techniques, including boxing and palm techniques, weapon techniques, hidden weapon techniques, body techniques, poison techniques, clever techniques and even horizontal training techniques, as well as a book called "Turtle Techniques". The special method of "breathing technique".

Song Yan glanced at the remaining contribution points: 2984 points.

Ever since Senior Brother Zhang refused to accept his shadow puppets, his monthly contribution points had doubled from 160 to 310.

Coupled with the 2 contribution points provided by the two furnace cauldrons in the cave every month, it is quite sufficient.

He packed 23 copies of Jianghu's secret knowledge into a bag, slung it over his shoulder, and left the Tibetan Gong Building.

After a long time, a young man in red and brocade clothes came out of the building. He glanced at the fat man who had greeted Song Yan before, frowned and asked, "Laughing Butcher, who is that person who looks about the same age as me just now?"

The fat man known as the Laughing Butcher said: "Young Master, he is an official disciple of Nanzhu Peak, his name is Song Yan."

The person called the Young Master is the youngest son of the leader of the Blood Spear Sect, named Ma Zhao.

At this time, Ma Zhao sneered and said: "I bought so many secrets from the world, it seems that I am not doing well in the sect."

The Laughing Butcher hurriedly said: "Young Master, these are not our business."

Ma Zhao laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? I'll teach you to be a good boy. These days, I have given many furnaces and cauldrons to many masters of the Puppet Sect, and I have rich connections. Even ordinary disciples can't get into my eyes. What's more, this Song Yan is a joke of the Puppet Sect."

Immediately, he showed off how Song Yan of Linglong Valley was beaten three times by Master Shi.

After that, he added: "Now that my father has ascended the throne, he is the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. If the eldest brother dies, I will be the prince. If these people have some mystical roots, they are arrogant. According to me, they should show their respect to me." Come and bow your head to say hello."

The Laughing Butcher was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth a few times, and wanted to say something, but he also knew that in these years, the young master had been in and out of the Puppet Sect, wandering among the monks, and it was normal for the young man to be proud and domineering.

Whatever he says is what it is.

"Young Master is right."

The Laughing Butcher chuckled in agreement.