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

Chapter 62 62. Pavilion Master Song

Song Yan still wanted to "drive a mecha".

But obviously, the old demon Gu Huangzi would never let him drive one.

Cao Yuzhuang took him to visit the "papermaking assembly line" and said that they were going back to the cave.

Then the two came to the edge of the cliff.

"Where is the cave?" Song Yan asked.

Cao Yuzhuang said hurriedly: "Master, someone is coming."

Song Yan turned his head and saw an inner disciple coming from afar. He stared at him with a strange look, and then pulled a box from his back and handed it to him.

"The sect master asked me to give it to you."

Song Yan took it and said: "Thank you, senior brother."

Then he smiled and said: "What is this?"

The inner disciple looked at him more and more strangely. Hearing the title, he waved his hand and said: "I don't deserve the title of senior brother. The sect master has already told you to be his disciple and will announce it soon. From now on, you are my uncle."

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The inner disciple continued, "As for the box, it is an ownerless flying sword. The original owner was a master of Nanwu Jianmen, who has died. The master said you have to use this."

Song Yan:.

The inner disciple pushed the box to his hand and said goodbye.

Song Yan opened the box.

He never dreamed that he would use a sword?

Or a flying sword.

As for the reason, he already understood: the master wanted him to show his identity as a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen in front of everyone.

'Again. Although good and evil cannot coexist, if there is an attack from an alien race, should the human race also join forces? '

'But I am not actually a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen'

'However, if I am not a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen, then the problem is big'

Today, Song Yan felt that he had dreamed too many dreams and encountered too many impossibilities.

But at this time he still had to sigh, "I lived with Qi Yao at the beginning, and then helped Qi Yao kill the King of Zhennan" could actually weave a natural excuse for him a few years later and give him a special identity.

Although this is only temporary.

So he has to find a way to solve this problem as soon as possible.

At this time, Cao Yuzhuang said: "Master, the cave is on the hill over there. I will show you the way. You take me there."

The hill over there?

Song Yan nodded, and then looked at the flying sword.

This is a flying sword with a cold light. The sword body flashed with a ray of rainbow light under the moonlight, which is obviously not an ordinary item.

For an ownerless flying sword, simple operation is not complicated.

Since Song Yan has revealed his identity of "Practicing Xuan Seventh Level", he will no longer hide it.

He pointed a finger at the flying sword, passed the Xuan Qi, formed a connection, and then raised his finger, twistedly manipulated the flying sword, and stepped on it.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Cao Yuzhuang away.

Although it was the first time to fly a sword, because his real strength was already "Practicing Xuan Nineth Level", the abundant power completely made up for the lack of technology.

Under the guidance of Cao Yuzhuang, he arrived at the cave in a short while.

The improvement of his status not only greatly improved the quality of the furnaces and tripods Song Yan obtained, but also improved the level of his cave.

In the past, in Nanzhu Peak, it was a cave with a simple stone door mechanism, and the only lighting facility inside was the skylight. If it was a rainy and windy day, the cave would be pitch black, and even playing with the young lady was like blind people touching each other.

And there were caves opposite the cave, above and below the cave, a whole "collective dormitory" in the Xuan world.

But the cave here has become a mansion on a small hill.

This mansion is not two-in-two-out, but it is a large house with bright light.

After entering, there are bedrooms and study rooms. Outside, there are courtyards, spiritual soil flower catalogs, and viewing corridors built along the trend of this hill.

Vermilion lacquer columns, glazed tiles, one step to see spiritual flowers and exotic plants, one step to see the sea of ​​clouds and smoke, there is a sense of seclusion.

For most disciples of Zhiren Peak, they still live in "collective dormitories".

As for the papermaking chores, the accommodation environment of those chores is not as good as the "hanging room" of Shadow Play Peak. They live underground.

It is the kind of underground house where "no one can escape once the door is closed".

Different status makes everything different.

For ordinary people, the independent hills around the main peak need to cross mountains and ridges, which is extremely troublesome, but for cultivators, it is just a matter of "stepping on the accelerator".

"Boom", the shadow play, flying sword and so on have reached another hill.

After Song Yan landed, he entered the house and patrolled around. He got on the bed without finding any danger.

After a while, the jade makeup girl came to the bed. After asking "Does the master want to take off her dress?" and getting a negative answer, she took the initiative to change her gauze clothes, and then climbed onto the bed like a cat, frowning her eyebrows, and slowly merged with Song Yan.

The red plum blossoms slowly bloomed

The night was deep.

After half a month.

Song Yan's identity was announced.

He is a disciple from Nanwu Jianmen who came to the Puppet Sect, and is also a disciple accepted by the Puppet Sect's leader.

On the Paper Man Peak, an independent pavilion was cleared out, and a large number of monster skins were moved in. Song Yan, the "little uncle" of most of the Puppet Sect's disciples, also walked in and started making shadow puppets.

Because he is "Lianxuan Level 7", making shadow puppets is no longer "just making semi-finished products", but a full set.

In the huge pavilion, besides him, there is only the jade makeup girl who does odd jobs on the side.

As for the "former master's wife" Bi Huaiyi, she was simply placed in a cave and was taken care of by handymen on weekdays.

Such a pavilion has a plaque written on it: Shadow Puppet Xiaoxuan.

During the day, no Paperman Peak disciple would walk into this small shadow puppet studio, because everyone knew Song Yan's special identity. But soon, a "recruitment" by the Puppet Sect brought new people into this small shadow puppet show.

"Hello, Pavilion Master Song Song, my name is Yueyang Luo, and I am a low-grade Dixuan Gen." A tall young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who claimed to be Yueyang Tower, introduced himself nervously.

"Pavilion Master Song, my name is Shen Nongjia, and I am also a low-ranking Dixuangen. I have been assigned by the sect to come to your place to learn shadow puppetry." The girl was delicate and articulate, and she bowed deeply to Song Yan.

Yueyang Tower?

Shennongjia?

Song Yan nodded. With such a name, he was destined to be.

But, just these two people?

He was a little confused.

But soon, he understood: the shadow puppet lineage is not of that great significance to the entire Puppet Sect now, so there is no need for a "production line". The old demon Gu Huangzi has chosen disciples with decent talents to teach him. .

As for why there are only two, I'm afraid these two are already the best among this batch of newcomers.

The low-grade Earth Mysterious Root is really good.

It would be an understatement to say they are the two best of the bunch.

So, he pointed at two places at random and said: "Sit down."

The two of them responded respectfully, and Shen Nongjia suddenly said: "From now on, can we call you teacher?"

Song Yandao: "Since the sect has arranged for you to come here to learn skills, you are my disciples. There is no need for more red tape, just call me by name."

"Teacher." Shen Nongjia saluted again.

Yueyang Luo, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hurriedly shouted: "Hello, teacher!"

Then, the two of them saw Cao Yuzhuang next to them.

Before, the two of them had seen this young lady with a peerless appearance getting very close to their teacher, so they bowed respectfully.

Shen Nongjia said without flattery or arrogance: "Master's wife."

Yueyang Luo also said enthusiastically: "Hello, Master! Beautiful!"

"Hmm. The beautiful wife and powerful master are so talented and handsome!"

After saying this, the thick-browed disciple secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The clothes on his back were soaked. He was an honest man and loved to tell the truth.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment.

Cao Yuzhuang waved her hands hurriedly and said repeatedly: "No, no, I am just the master's slave, I..."

Song Yan looked at her stammering, pitiful, helpless and panic-stricken look, sighed and said, "Master's wife is just a title, no need to correct it. Yuzhuang, please stand up straight."

He is now a member of Nanwu Jianmen.

It is not against harmony to be more upright and compassionate.

After saying that, Song Yan led the two new disciples to sit to one side and began to teach.

"My Puppet Sect has four peaks, Paper Man Peak, Blood Corpse Peak, Mechanism Peak, and Strange Poison Peak.

And my shadow puppet Xiaoxuan is a special existence, and what I convey is completely different from other places.

But there is no task here. You need to devote all your efforts to learning leatherworking.

This leather making is divided into eight processes. One, choose the skin; two, clean the skin; three, draw the sketch."

Taught by Song Yan.

I felt a little dazed for a moment.

He seemed to have returned to the day when he first came to the Puppet Sect. Senior Sister Wang Susu Wang also taught these things in front of him.

But times have changed.

If Shadow Puppet Peak still has a peak, he can be considered as Shadow Puppet Peak, or the master of Nanzhu Peak.

Now that a disciple is here, it seems that he is safe for the time being.