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

Chapter 68 67. First Kill (4.1K words - please subscribe)

It was snowing lightly in the morning of the ruined temple.

Early in the morning, Fu Shirong had already practiced a round of swordsmanship, then put away the sword and adjusted his breath.

Su Canli praised: "Good swordsmanship."

Fu Shirong said: "When I was in the Puppet Sect, that demon sect disciple gave me time to practice."

Su Canli said: "Brother Hua is also a martial arts master. What do you think of this swordsmanship?"

Song Yan praised: "Wonderful."

Su Canli said in surprise: "What is the name of the demon sect disciple?"

Fu Shirong said with a complicated expression: "Song Yan."

"Song Yan?"

Su Canli was almost blown up, and then asked again, "Song Yan?! Which Song Yan?"

Fu Shirong said in surprise: "Song Yan, who was in the Nanzhu Peak cave house before, was quite respected. He seemed to be a disciple of a man named Shishi in the Demon Sect. What happened to him?"

Su Canli said with a strange look: "He might be a spy in our sect, hiding in the Demon Sect for many years."

Fu Shirong was stunned: "Is it impossible?"

Su Canli said: "I received a communication from the sect. He can transform a white snake into a rainbow. It can't be transformed without more than ten years of sword cultivation. The mental method and the magic method are all ours."

Then, he talked about everything about Song Yan.

As Fu Shirong listened, he couldn't help but recall the shameless days between him and Song Yan, and his mood became more complicated.

But soon, she was relieved and said with a smile: "No wonder he is so good to me and Hongmian.

In this way, I didn't lose my virginity to the disciples of the Demon Sect. The humiliation I suffered was actually helpless on both sides.

I have let go of the grudge in my heart.

If I see him again in the future, I don't know how he will face me."

After that, the Queen raised her head with a gleam in her eyes: "This time, I must save the people from danger."

Su Canli said: "I can do it."

Song Yan thought about it, walked forward silently, raised his hand and stepped forward.

The two were stunned.

Su Canli took the lead in putting his hand on his hand.

The Queen followed suit.

The three hands were tightly clasped together, and the eyes of the three people were also shining, as if they were talking about a common ideal: Thorn Fox, return the world to the north!

Paper Man Mountain.

The frost froze the branches of the old trees on the top of the mountain, and broke a few branches in the cold wind, and fell into the deep cliff with a snap.

The mountain was filled with fog and snow, and the sky and the ground in the deep mountains were all white.

But Song Yan left the cave early in the morning under the pretext of cultivation, and came to an uninhabited place in the deep mountains, releasing two "one-tailed fox demon with deformed soul" shadow puppets and one "bodyless phantom crow with deformed soul".

Although the bodyless phantom crow is rare, since all the monster skins of the entire Puppet Sect have been sent to him, there is still a chance to pick such a thing out of them.

The three shadow puppets rushed straight towards the imperial capital.

Song Yan really coveted the "blood of the multi-tailed dragon man-eating fox demon of Grandma Fox".

Although he didn't know how to refine the Crimson Palace Pill, as long as he could get the blood, he could try to use the life span to deduce and deduce infinitely.

Since Grandma Fox's blood is so poisonous and can kill people with blood, he will die immediately every time he fails in deduction, and it will hardly take much time.

Infinite deduction, even if the success rate is low, as long as there is enough life span, there is always a chance to succeed.

Others may try, and only one out of ten thousand or one hundred thousand people will succeed, but he can succeed by trying ten thousand or one hundred thousand times.

This is the BUG of his "Yu Shou Dao Guo".

The release of these three puppets is his limit.

He went to the imperial capital to act according to circumstances.

The reason why he did this was not because of Fu Shirong's confidence, but because of Su Canli's confidence.

The two people have different perspectives.

The latter's confidence is definitely not that of an idealist.

When the three hands were put together, Song Yan was already convinced that "the Su family must have other back-up arrangements", which gave Su Canli confidence.

And Su Canli's confidence gave him a glimmer of hope of "obtaining the demon blood of Fox Grandma".

So, he added more.

After releasing the three puppets, he stood quietly.

With a flick of his left sleeve, a black light burst out, and a closer look revealed that the black light was a flying sword.

The flying sword circled around him, and he stroked his left sleeve, and the black light turned into white light.

The sword rainbow was black and white, which should have been a cool and sharp sword cultivation spell, but now it showed some indescribable ghostly aura, like a phantom ghost python lingering and running.

In a moment, the flying sword "swooshed" and returned to the storage space in his sleeve, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

Song Yan took the flying sword again and put it on his back.

He still needed a flying sword.

But it was a foolish dream to buy a good flying sword in the current market of the Puppet Sect. The mysterious weapon cast by the Mechanical Peak was not the kind of "flying sword".

However, he should be able to buy a good sword in the Hantan Valley market jointly held by the two sects.

At that time, he would carry one sword behind him and hide the other sword in the storage space. If he really fought, the two swords would still be able to catch people off guard.

Song Yan continued to experiment and found that the "Black and White Evils" that evolved from the "White Snake Sword Technique" were far superior to the previous "Evil Condensation and Control Technique" that evolved from the "Qi Gathering Technique" and the "Heavy Rain Evil" that evolved from the "Qi Arrow Technique".

Whether in terms of the "pre-casting swing" or "power", the "Condensed Evil Control Mystic Art" that can swallow the enemy's Xuan Qi is far inferior to the "White Evil", and the "Rainstorm Evil" that can exert fierce attack power is far inferior to the "Black Evil".

'You still have to save your lifespan. Although it is more than a thousand years, I am still only practicing the Xuan level now, and I will definitely need more lifespan in the future. '

'The effect of high-level spell mutation is far beyond the ordinary one. Now, this "Condensed Evil Control Mystic Art" and "Rainstorm Evil", except that the former can still play some role in gathering Qi, can basically be completely eliminated. '

After Song Yan finished his work, he pinched the White Snake Sword Art again, and the whole thing turned into a rainbow, breaking through the fog and falling back to the hill where the cave was located.

The young lady Yuzhuang had already gotten up from her bed and was slowly stewing rice porridge in front of the fire under the eaves.

Although Song Yan had eaten the Bigu Pill, he still liked the food of the world, so the young lady Yuzhuang still had to prepare some breakfast.

Snow fell, the beauty knelt, the air was steaming, and there was fragrance in the cold air.

Song Yan took the bone jade bracelet and put it on.

At the moment he put it on, he suddenly felt an inexplicable "nerve cramp" on his left wrist, and the pain passed away.

He frowned slightly and immersed himself in the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet".

In an instant, he came to the overlooking "Ice Cage", overlooking the prisoners of men, women, old and young in the cage, reaching their hands up, twisting their faces, and crying for help in pain.

Strands of spiritual power were flying out of those prisoners, gathering towards him, warming his soul.

There was also gray fog around him, but at this moment, the gray fog seemed to disperse slightly because of the flow, revealing a black arm-thick not far away.

Looking at it, it actually looked like an iron pillar of the cage!

Just now, it was a wisp of spiritual power that escaped from his soul that touched the iron pillar, so he felt "nervous throbbing", just like an octopus tentacle accidentally touching a red-hot iron rod.

At this time, the spiritual power retreated.

The gray fog closed again in an instant, covering everything outside.

Everything returned to normal again.

Song Yan looked up, but he could not see anything.

This kind of scene, he, a disciple of the Xuan level, could not have noticed, because even though he had passed the test in strength, his spirit was very weak.

With a weak spirit, it was impossible to notice the surrounding gray fog, let alone notice the dissipation of the gray fog and the emergence of the black pillar.

Later, as he was nurtured, even though his spiritual power gradually grew, he could only notice "the people struggling in the ice cage" and "the reason why his soul could be nurtured was entirely due to those prisoners", so he would either be secretly happy or disgusted, and would never have any other emotions.

But now, he not only uses the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet" to nourish his soul, but also visualizes the sword intent with the "Mysterious Sword Classic", so he can naturally perceive many things.

'Gu Huangzi, the old demon, really has bad intentions. '

'In addition to the tracking spell on my left arm, this "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet" really has a deeper trap. '

'I also roughly understand why the disciples of the Puppet Sect don't teach the complete version of the "Mysterious Qi Guiding Technique" when they are at a low level. '

'It's worthy of being a demon sect. '

Song Yan's expression was cold.

Suddenly, he began to realize that the situation he was in might be more dangerous than he thought.

Once Gu Huangzi completed the use of his "Nanwu Sword Sect spy identity" and once he got the complete shadow puppet inheritance from him, he would almost take action.

At that time, maybe he will become a "prisoner" in a "cage" to provide spiritual nourishment for the old demon, or blood soaked paper, flesh turned into blood corpse.

The demon sect recruits a lot of new people every year, but the number is relatively fixed.

It seems that not only died in battle, but also became "rations".

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The timid voice of the young lady came from the side. Song Yan adjusted his expression and responded, "Prepare a pair of bowls and chopsticks, eat together."

In a blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

The light snow fell, covering the thousands of palaces and halls in the imperial city.

The glazed tiles and the black ridges have all been dyed white.

There are unexpectedly many people on the streets of the imperial capital, and the downtown is also very noisy. In the alleys and horse streets, restaurants, teahouses, and incense and medicine shops, each has its own lights, and the lights are novel, not just lanterns.

From time to time, there are also happy laughter from pedestrians coming from everywhere, as if this imperial capital is really the imperial capital, not a city flooded with demon disasters.

Song Yan and Su Canli were waiting for news in an inn, while Fu Shirong went to the palace alone.

If everything goes well, she will take a little eunuch or a little palace maid out in a few days.

Needless to say, the little eunuch or the little palace maid must be the one who monitors her, and Song Yan and Su Canli will search their souls at that time.

Then Song Yan will transform into the little eunuch or the little palace maid and follow the queen into the palace.

After that, he will wait for an opportunity to figure out the line of Grandma Hu.

Grandma Hu needs someone to serve her, and there must be many people on that line.

By then, Fu Shirong will try hard to figure out the contact information and means of contact between King Wei and those people.

After figuring out all this, she will decisively kill King Wei, and then Song Yan will disguise himself as King Wei, and then arrange for the "Assassination Alliance" to enter and kill Grandma Hu.

Su Canli looked down at the people walking on this street with his hands behind his back. He did not speak, but glanced at Song Yan.

Without the purification technique, he really couldn't tell whether the people walking on the street were human or monster.

But as a "high-ranking fox demon", Song Yan is naturally in an advantageous position in illusion. He can see that there are many beasts in human form among the pedestrians on the street.

Wearing brocade robes and oil-paper umbrellas, they walk upright like human beings, but the heads sticking out from their collars are fox heads with pointed mouths, long beards, and bared teeth.

Those fox heads have rich facial expressions and chat and laugh with the people beside them, but those people have not noticed it at all.

Song Yan sighed softly.

Su Canli understood immediately. He snorted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, shooting straight into the distance, his inner sharpness was exposed, and mixed with a bit of confidence.

Song Yan saw his confidence and immediately guessed: Nanwu Jianmen has a great power entering the venue.

And the great power hidden in the dark, which even the "Thorn Fox Alliance" does not know, is the source of Mr. Su San's confidence.

Just as he was thinking, Su Canli suddenly said, "Brother Hua, there will be many times in the future when the language may not be convenient, so why don't you and I agree on some secret codes and hand gestures to communicate."

Song Yan nodded and said, "Okay."

Fu Shirong didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she returned to Fengning Palace.

Today, she has met the King of Wei.

The description can be regarded as a temporary bluff.

After all, the Queen Mother, who is still recuperating in Shu, has also had such an experience as hers.

The King of Wei hated the Puppet Sect, and when Fu Shirong learned the name of the Puppet Sect disciple who defiled her, she also frankly said the name "Song Yan" to prevent being exposed.

As a result, the King of Wei was stunned for a long time, and then he stopped asking questions like "How did she escape?"

The King of Wei was furious, slashing and killing with his sword, and then asked someone to take her back to Fengning Palace to rest.

Fu Shirong always felt that the King of Wei was so angry not only because she was captured and used as a furnace in the Puppet Sect, but also for other reasons.

But no matter what, she finally returned to Fengning Palace and successfully completed the first step.

After bathing and changing clothes, she sat quietly for a long time, her heart still pounding.

But thinking of the plan and the people of the north, she mustered up her courage and quickly calculated the next plan.

The cold wind wrapped in snow, and it became even bigger as dusk approached.

The snow was like a whirlpool, mixed with ice crystals, lingering around the palace and spinning rapidly, so that there were humming sounds everywhere, like crying and complaining.

The cross-flowing sea of ​​snow, the pale whirlpool.

Snap!

Suddenly, a window was blown open by the wind.

The cold came from outside, blowing away the warmth of the earth dragon.

Fu Shirong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up to close the window.

After closing it tightly, she rubbed her hands again and turned around.

Swish. Swish. Swish.

In Fengning Palace, all the candlesticks that were lit suddenly went out.

She was shocked to see a small black shadow standing behind her.

The black shadow slowly expanded strangely, and Fu Shirong's pupils slowly expanded, and her mouth opened in shock.

The air was quiet for a moment, and Fu Shirong suddenly turned around and shot towards the window that had just been closed at the fastest speed in her life, trying to escape!

However, she stopped a few inches away from the window, and then slowly, slowly merged into the black shadow chasing behind her.

Severe pain spread throughout her body, she quickly lost consciousness, and her brain began to become confused.

Even though she was ready, at this moment, Fu Shirong felt how ridiculous it was to "seek great power as a mortal."