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

Chapter 90 89. Tide of Soul-eating Insects (4.2K words - please subscribe)

The one who was called mute spoke.

But those who could speak normally became mute.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

In his mind, thoughts flashed like lightning, and several key pieces of information were quickly connected in series.

Raising monks to feed secret realm monsters, mysterious monks, when Tianyun City left, she asked Hua Linglong to go to the Snake Corpse Market to search for mysterious roots, etc.

An inexplicable thought came to mind. This mysterious female cultivator was probably "raising the snake corpse market for decades to feed the hidden old demon in the secret realm of the Demon Swamp." However, she came here for another purpose. This was because I just happened to meet him, and then I had other plans.

Just as I was thinking about it, Grandma Fox's voice came: "Master, be careful there is a trap."

In order to improve the fault tolerance rate, Song Yan had activated "Grandma Fox's external perception" before the fight started, so when he was communicating and confronting others, it was actually "he and Grandma Fox" who were fighting against each other.

Grandma Fox naturally heard this sentence.

Immediately afterwards, Grandma Fox continued: "This sentence contains a pre-information trap. As long as you answer it, you will invisibly help her confirm many things. How does she know that you need blood essence? And why should she give you sperm?" Blood? Where did the blood essence she gave you come from?

People outside should know that Nu has fought with you, and that you have broken through the Jianggong realm.

Therefore, the need for essence and blood can barely explain

But why I gave you blood essence is very interesting.

This female nun must know a lot of things.

After going around and around, I was worried that I would get back to the bloodline of the King and the Tiger Clan.

Back then, Nu Wuyi got the chance and hurriedly stole the blood, but he didn't know if the blood was related to any deeper secret. "

Song Yan remained silent.

The Hu King Clan is the overlord demon in the Soul World and the superior race of the Mountain and Sea Demon Kingdom. There is only one single seedling left in the clan, so this blood essence is indeed very precious.

However, once the precious blood and essence is digested, it has little meaning. If they go back and reheat the cold rice, what are these people asking for?

"If you take action."

"Master, the other party knows that you are at Jianggong level, and you are still alive fighting against slaves. It is obviously not a good thing.

This kind of monk should be the secret realm monk I mentioned before. This is the secret realm, her home field, and I don’t know her abilities. But it must be related to the secret realm itself.

Master, be careful. "

"The secret realm here is called the Candle Land, where candle worms lurk during the day and emerge at night. But they must have something reserved, but I don't know what they reserved."

The weird female cultivator named Zhu'er just asked a question. Thousands of thoughts had already flashed through Song Yan and Grandma Hu's minds, and they began to take off each other's underwear.

Thoughts flowed so fast, one person and one fox communicated quickly, and only a moment passed outside.

Song Yan raised his eyes, looked at the dull female cultivator opposite him, clasped his fists and said politely: "If there is blood essence suitable for this junior, I will naturally want it."

The dull female Xiuqiao smiled and said: "It must be suitable for you."

Song Yan didn't mention what his middle palace blood was, but he was curious: "I don't know what is the right way to do it?"

This time it was the dull female cultivator's turn to remain silent. She tilted her head and glanced at the sky.

The weather in the secret realm is the same as that in the outside world. The sun and yin will also bring dusk and dawn here. At this time, the sky is already dark, and the gray clouds have blocked the glow on the horizon. Perhaps in the next breath, the entire world will Will suddenly fall into darkness.

This kind of time makes the female cultivator very satisfied.

She said: "The monsters here are called Night Candle Soul Insects. Once night falls, they will wake up, and then they will be attracted by the living souls. They regard the living souls as bright light, and they will rush towards them like moths to the fire until they kill the living souls." They will only stop when they are knocked apart.

A single Night Candle Soul Insect is not scary, and its position is just a high-level monster with a 'weak body but special power'. But what is scary is that there are many, many, many Night Candle Soul Insects here.

There were so many Night Candle Soul Insects mixed together that the Jianggong monk had to take a detour.

The human soul is protected by the body, and it is very difficult to break the body and scatter the soul.

However, the characteristic of this kind of night candle soul insect is that its soul is extremely regenerative. As long as it is at night, even if its body is burned when it hits the target soul, it will quickly recover and continue to hit.

I don’t know. Is this kind of monster blood, which is very beneficial to the soul, suitable for you? "

After that, she added: "Insect blood is very, very little. It may take several Night Candle Soul Insects to squeeze out a drop of blood. Therefore, it would be very difficult to collect a blood that can be absorbed by the Jianggong Realm." Difficult.

Junior, do you want it? "

The Night Candle Insect suddenly transformed into a Night Candle Soul Insect that attacks the soul, and its dangerous level gradually increased.

If those few casual cultivators knew this information, they would not dare to enter this secret realm for fear of being beaten to death.

Just because of the way the monsters attack the souls, it's really a bit unexplainable.

On the other side, Grandma Fox heard the words and immediately said: "She exposed herself first, she really came here for the blood of King Hu.

She was trying to see if I had stolen the blood of the King of Tigers, and she was also trying to see if you had stolen the blood of the King of Tigers, and she was even trying to see if you had digested it. "

In fact, Mrs. Hu didn’t need to tell her, Song Yan had thought of it herself.

He raised his head, thought for a while and said: "The blood of the Night Candle Soul Insect is indeed very rare, but it is not very suitable for me. To be honest with the seniors, the junior has entered the Jiang Palace realm, but the position of the Dingzhong Palace is The essence and blood of a mutated nine-eyed anaconda.”

"Nine-eyed harp boa? The demon beast that fascinates people with its skin and voice? However, this demon beast seems to be only a mid-level demon beast, right?"

The dull female cultivator was stunned.

Song Yan nodded seriously and said, "This one of mine is a mutant, and its blood essence has reached the level of a high-level demon beast. However, even so, it still took me a lot of effort to refine the Crimson Palace Pill."

The air suddenly became quiet, and the quietness was a little weird.

The dull female cultivator suddenly said, "Forget it, Song Yan, there is no point in talking too much. If you don't give it a try, I don't know whether what you said is true or false, and you will not be willing to help me do things."

Song Yan did not take action yet, but just said curiously, "I don't know what the senior wants me to do. I like to help others by nature, so maybe I am willing to help you do it?"

The dull female cultivator said, "I want you to follow me and accompany me to the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom."

Song Yan nodded, showing a thoughtful look, and then asked, "What to do?"

The dull female cultivator was obviously not fooled. She took out a green bottle from her arms and said, "Song Yan, there is a pill in it. Take it and I will tell you."

Song Yan glanced at the green bottle, and before he spoke, Hua Linglong on the side had already spoken.

"Song Lang, this is an elixir. After eating it, mortals can produce Xuangen, and cultivators can improve Xuangen qualifications. This is the blessing you have cultivated in your previous life."

The dull female cultivator glared at Hua Linglong fiercely.

Hua Linglong lowered her head in fear and said hesitantly: "Master, I... I just advised him."

Song Yan interrupted: "Senior is right."

The dull female cultivator looked up at him, her stiff eyes moving strangely.

Song Yan continued: "But... If you don't show your skills, I can't take this medicine."

The air was quiet in an instant.

Neither of them knew the other's ability, and after going around in circles, they chose to test each other first.

It's like the story of "The Donkey in Guizhou is out of tricks". The audience just sighed that the donkey was ridiculous, daring to act arrogantly in front of the tiger; laughed at the tiger's stupidity, and was actually fooled by a donkey; but how many people saw the tiger's caution? If the tiger didn't try, how could it know that it was a donkey that could be its food?

"Okay."

The dull female cultivator smiled strangely, and then she flew up out of thin air without using any mysterious weapon. With a mechanical move of her hands, the dark clouds in the sky and the shadows of the mountains all began to rustle. The strange and dense shrill sounds could make people with trypophobia go crazy, cover their ears, and become hysterical in an instant.

At this time, in the canyon, the Flying Knife Gang and the remaining four casual cultivators were still moving forward.

Suddenly, the head of a gang exclaimed, "What the hell is that?"

"Don't panic, it's just a night candle insect."

The faint voice of an old casual cultivator sounded, and then a small golden bell that was shining brightly rose up. The bell floated four or five feet in the air in an instant, slowly rotating, and the surrounding area emitted light golden hairs as long as fingernails.

The hairs fell in all directions, forming a small light area covering about ten feet.

The other three casual cultivators came over immediately, and the remaining ten or so people of the Flying Knife Gang also rushed into the light area in a hurry. They stuck to each other, which looked extremely funny, but no one dared to laugh. They just looked at the creeping shadows outside in fear.

A casual cultivator said: "Mrs. Ling and Zhu'er haven't come back yet. I'm afraid they are in danger."

Another person snorted: "I think there is something wrong with them."

"Stop arguing. Now let's work together to find the exit first." The old casual cultivator said, "Now I will use the Xuan weapon first. Later, the Xuan weapon will not work. You will take turns."

As he said this, the shadow rose into the air in an instant, like a black wave that was slightly condensed in the air.

"Here it comes."

The old man's face was stern, and he tried harder to control the bell-shaped Xuan weapon.

The next moment, the black wave fell down, hitting the golden light shield and quickly exploded, dispersing into black mist.

But this was just a prelude, and then a layer of black waves hit.

A gang member on the periphery lost his balance in the shove, and he slowed down a little, leaving half of his leg outside. When the black wave touched his half leg, the gang member felt a pain in his nerves and immediately knelt on one knee. He raised his hand and cried out in pain, "Save me," but as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was covered with black.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a strange black insect.

The gang member stopped moving instantly, but the strange thing was that there was no wound on his body.

It seemed that the insect did not eat people.

This made everyone stunned.

But just as they were stunned, the old man's Xuanqi Tower could no longer hold on. The golden light shield instantly cracked a gap, and a black insect tentacle quickly penetrated from the outside, gently stroked, and touched the left arm of a monk. The monk's pupils shrank, because with just this one touch, his left arm was completely unconscious. This performance was exactly the same as that of the ordinary gang members before!

Fortunately, at this time, another cultivator hurriedly changed, took out an umbrella and threw it into the air.

The umbrella opened and forced the insects out, but it was only lit for four or five breaths, and it actually made a "crackling" sound, as if it was about to be shattered under the impact of the black insects.

Everyone was shocked, cold sweats ran down, and a strong sense of suffocation and despair arose in their hearts.

And a sharp-eyed cultivator suddenly said: "These insects are not actively attacking us, but seem to be on their way. Let's avoid the main road! Otherwise, we will all die!!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone hurriedly moved aside

The casual cultivators hurriedly took out their mysterious weapons.

But as casual cultivators, their wealth was not rich, and the number of mysterious weapons was limited. I don't know how long they can last.

From time to time, there were also casual cultivators who grabbed a member of the Flying Knife Gang and threw him out to disperse the insects.

And those gang members who fell into the black insect tide would be unable to move immediately, but there were no scars on their bodies.

When the black insect tide moved, Song Yan felt a strong threat to his soul, which was the unique sensitivity brought by his "tiger blood of the king".

In fact, he could also feel that even if these insects really fell on him and attacked his soul, he would not be in any trouble for a while.

Because there were still many ghosts gathered in his soul, plus those black spots that could capture souls and turn them into ghosts, it was completely enough.

At least, these night candle soul insects that attacked the soul needed to fight a tough battle against him.

"Master, she is still testing you." Grandma Fox said, "If you have the blood of the King Tiger, you will not die for the time being, but if you die, it means that you have no King Tiger blood and are worthless to her, so you die."

Song Yan looked up at the dull female cultivator hanging in the air, and Hua Linglong who was standing in the distance but ignored by the insects. With a move of his hands, his ten fingers immediately implicated ten demon beast shadows, most of which were intermediate.

The advanced ones were one-tailed fox demons.

And the highest level was the one-armed shadow made of Grandma Fox's body.

Song Yan collected the essence of Grandma Fox's multi-tailed fox clan, and after being in the mountains for so long, naturally made her skin into a three-tailed shadow.

In order to ensure the restoration of strength, it was not cut too much, and the original one-armed appearance was maintained to use as much skin as possible.

And in order to conceal the truth, he deliberately gathered the three tails into a "fake tail" so that others would think it was an ordinary one-tailed demon fox at first glance.

This technique is impossible for other leather masters, but it is completely possible for him.

In addition, normally, if the skin of a demon at the level of the Crimson Palace is to be made into a shadow puppet, there are many special processing techniques. If Song Yan wants to make this level, he needs to learn more advanced spells. However, "Painted Skin Deformed Soul Technique" is indeed a bit outrageous.

"Deformed Soul" can make up for this deficiency.

Although it is not like other monsters that can "exceed the strength of the original body before death", it can exert the strength of a one-armed fox grandmother who "has no blood and essence".

And this is also the power level of the middle stage of the Crimson Palace.

It can be said that if there is no blood and essence, no spells, and only relying on the body and talent to fight, Song Yan and this one-armed fox grandmother in the middle stage of the Crimson Palace can only be 50-50, and she may even be suppressed at the illusion level.

Song Yan took action, not only hiding a trump card, but also hiding a "nuclear bomb" in these ten shadow puppets.

The "Ten-Finger Phantom Skin Technique", which was derived from the secondary mutation of the ordinary "Skin Control Technique", was activated instantly, and the abnormal souls dissipated, and the illusion suddenly appeared. Many ghostly figures were shadowy in the hazy ghostly air.

In the sky, a solemn exclamation came: "What is this?!"

Hua Linglong's beautiful eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and praised: "You are worthy of being a teacher! You can drive away almost all the night candle soul insects in the secret realm!

Song Lang, although your methods are not bad, you should admit defeat quickly.

Even if you are ten times stronger, it is useless. The night candle soul insects are immortal insects in the dark night, and you will soon be exhausted by these insects."

Above, the dull female cultivator was stunned for a moment, and looked down at Hua Linglong coldly, no longer pretending to be shocked.

Hua Linglong also hurriedly shut up.