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

Chapter 95 94. Secret Realm Construction, Two Identities (3.1K words - please subscribe)

A few days later.

"Ah, Ah, Ah~~~"

The shrill pig cry sounded on the top of the cliff.

But the sound soon faded and then disappeared.

Song Yan stabbed the pig to death with a knife, picked up a bucket to collect fresh pig blood, and then skillfully peeled the skin and cut the meat. After hanging the pig skin aside, he began to process the meat.

It was a coincidence that after being robbed by thieves a few days ago, they went to the top of the mountain and actually found the thieves' nest, so they pretended to be people in the rivers and lakes and robbed the thieves' mountain.

Speaking of which, this thieves' nest was really rich, so. There were pigs, sheep, pots and pans, and a lot of wine.

Although these wines were not as good as the fine wines in the city, most of them were brewed in the mountains of the village, and there were many fruit wines, which had a unique flavor.

Song Yan built a pig pen and a sheep pen, and kept enough pigs and sheep, letting the males and females live separately, and every now and then they would be brought together to mate and give birth. Today, he would try his hand with a pig.

In the evening, in addition to cooking spare ribs and broth, he also made pig skin shadow puppets. After successfully seeing the message "[You have absorbed the remaining life span of a pig: 10 years]", Song Yan continued to make them. But he did not make it into a living shadow puppet by summoning the soul, but changed it into "spicy pig skin", and also made a portion of "pig skin jelly" to go with the wine.

"It turned out to be Master Li"

Madam Ling looked at the familiar dishes in astonishment.

Song Yan said: "Didn't I tell you before?"

"No."

Madam Ling thought Song Yan had sneaked into the secret team, but she didn't expect him to be Master Li.

She may not know much about the people in the Flying Knife Gang, but she had gone there for Mr. Li's famous cooking skills. She knew that Mr. Li was a honest and kind local who was good at both pork skin and roasted meat. He was a time-honored brand.

This.

It turned out to be Brother Song.

"Come, sit down. After eating, you still have to travel." Song Yan put the food on the table, sat aside carelessly, and tidied the chopsticks made of the trees in this secret realm.

Because of the characteristics of the "Night Candle Soul Bug", Madam Ling traveled at night and rested during the day, even in this extreme southern wilderness.

Madam Ling sat down, took a bite of spicy pork skin, picked up a piece of jelly, praised it, and then gulped down the soup.

The two sat opposite each other, looking at each other, both speechless.

At this moment, memories from many years ago were evoked.

At that time, he and she were still in Tianyun City, and Si Que was still in the mansion. Si Que cooked mutton soup, which was delicious and warm, just like the pork rib soup now.

Unfortunately, things have changed, and the identities of the two have changed drastically. They are no longer people in the martial arts world, but cultivators.

Fortunately, they have not gone astray and are still on the same path.

Madam Ling said, "Brother Song, I heard that Mr. Li is an old man who has settled down in Chaoli County, but Chaoli County has no Xuanqi at all. How do you practice on weekdays?"

Song Yan took out a handful of Xuan crystals and sprinkled them on the table, saying, "I made a lot of shadow puppets at Puppet Peak before, and later they were all replaced with Xuan crystals."

"I see."

Madam Ling said, "Brother, you are really cautious in your actions. But..."

She glanced at Brother Song's pig pen and sheep pen, as well as the wild boars, wolves, bears, and other animals running on the riverside under the cliff, and said with a bit of a smile, "Brother, you raise these, don't you want to make leather?"

Song Yan said, "The love of my life, I'm used to it."

Madam Ling suddenly remembered the scene when Song Yan fought with Grandma Zhu that day, controlling ten shadow puppets with his hands, and finally using a powerful spell to defeat Grandma Zhu in one fell swoop. She couldn't help but feel moved, and sighed, "Perhaps only someone as obsessed with one technique as Brother Song can have such profound attainments. ’

She had a great opportunity, and accidentally merged with the thoughts of a powerful insect cultivator, while Brother Song worked hard to get here with his own hands. Thinking of this, Madam Ling couldn't help but admire him more and more.

As the two of them were eating, Madam Ling suddenly said, "Brother, it's almost summer now, the days are long and the nights are short, and it's not dark yet. In order to save some time, why don't you and I practice together, and then I'll go out to travel, how about it?"

Song Yan said, "Okay."

After dinner

In the cabin.

For a long time

"Brother, are you ready?" Madam Ling's dignified and calm voice suddenly came.

Song Yan asked, "What about you?"

Madam Ling said coldly, "My little sister has been holding back, waiting for Brother."

Song Yan said, "Come on."

In a moment

Madam Ling put on her clothes comfortably, put on her ghost mask, left the secret realm, and continued on her way.

Originally, she was running for her life everywhere, and with the sharp blade of Grandma Zhu hanging over her head, her mentality was also distorted to a certain extent, but now, she has become calm in such a peaceful dual cultivation and life.

Going west along the edge of the southern wilderness, they finally arrived at a city on a hot summer day.

This city is called Linwu City. It is extremely desolate, but it is the most crowded place in the surrounding area.

Further west of Linwu City is a vast mountain called "Shiwan Mountain".

The mountain is high and the terrain is steep, and it is also the only passage to West Shu.

This winding, long and difficult road is called "Pansi Mountain Road" by the locals.

Because they will enter the Snake Corpse Market later, the two plan to make some supplies here.

This supply is mainly needed by Song Yan.

He plans to buy some more pigs, sheep, horses and the like to raise them in the secret realm, and at the same time purchase some daily necessities such as tea, rice, oil, salt and wine.

At that time, it will be transported outside the city by car and the whole thing will be put into the secret place, so that no one can notice it.

The two of them were walking on the Linwu Mountain City Road. Compared with the towns in the north, this place was really primitive with stalls at the roadside. There were many beautiful little gems, dried mushrooms, and unknown places on the stalls. Grass bundles, horn products, etc.

Soon, Song Yan negotiated with a family and prepared to pick up some cattle, sheep and horses.

Just as he was talking, a woman's scream suddenly came from the street, and the people setting up stalls seemed to have long been accustomed to it. They just frowned, grimaced, and lowered their heads, as if "eyes are on the nose, and nose is on the heart."

Song Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

The person who was doing business with him hurriedly pulled him and said: "Young man, although your companion is wearing a ghost mask, she must be a beautiful woman, right? With such a figure, even a black robe can't hide that uncle. In other words, hide now! It’s coming!”

With that said, the old man hurriedly ran into the house.

Song Yan listened to the advice, pulled Mrs. Ling's hand, and got into the old man's home.

His consciousness let go and passed over.

But on the street, I saw a man with black cloth around his eyes, smelling of alcohol, chasing him with a wild smile, shouting "Beauty, don't run away" and other words.

In front of her, there was a young lady running in terror with her clothes torn to pieces and her crisp silk pocket half exposed.

But even though the man's eyes were wrapped in black cloth, his perception was extremely sharp. No matter how softly the little lady tried to hide, he could always chase her.

Finally, the cat and mouse drama is over.

The man staggered and threw the little lady to the ground and started doing it in the street.

Everyone didn't dare to look, but they didn't dare to move away either. They could only pretend that they didn't exist and continue to shout about buying and selling.

Song Yan's expression condensed.

Because, he could see at a glance that this man was actually at the "sixth level of practicing Xuan" even though there was no trace of Xuan Qi left in his body. Moreover, although his postures and movements were unorganized, he could still vaguely see some traces of Southern Wu. The shadow of Jianmen Cultivation Technique.

Song Yan really didn't expect that he would meet such a person when he was about to leave Nanwu.

He became interested.

Bai Xiuhu was originally from Linwu City, a small town on the edge of Nanwu. With his talent and a chance, he became a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen, and later helped his father become the lord of Linwu City.

He attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and gets along well with his Jianmen brothers. Every time he drinks, he says he is worthy of his heart and his friends, and he is both sincere and courageous.

But since the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Jianmen broke out, battles between the monks broke out frequently.

As a sixth-level cultivator of Xuanxuan, Bai Xiuhu was sent on patrol missions with his fellow apprentices. Then one time he met a disciple of the Demon Sect, and his fellow apprentice died tragically in a fight. He wanted to die, but things turned out to be... At the end of the day, I found that I was timid. If he took action, there would still be hope for the junior sister who had just been captured, but he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

After returning to the sect, he did not say this, and Jianmen incorporated him into other teams.

A few months later, the same scene happened again.

And he made the same choice.

He didn't even dare to take the sword, turned around and ran away.

His Taoist heart completely collapsed.

He did not return to Nanwu Jianmen, but fled to Linwu City like crazy, and then became domineering and dissolute in his "identity as a monk" and "as the son of the city lord" to vent his anger.

At this time, in the luxurious and secluded courtyard, Bai Xiuhu was pressing down on a young lady and cruelly abusing her, and then cried nervously: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

The little lady was shivering. After a while, she felt overwhelmed and fainted.

Bai Xiuhu's breathing gradually calmed down, he stood up, glanced at the fainted little lady, checked her breathing again, and found that she was dead. He was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "I'm not wrong, no!"

He was sitting alone in the yard, his expression uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But no matter what it is, he is the earth emperor in a place like this, and no one can do anything to him.

So what if you kill a few random people?

But at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed drastically. A ghostly figure came closer and closer from a distance. It was more than a hundred feet away and passed by in an instant. That finger touched his eyebrows from far away.

"you"

Bai Xiuhu was horrified, but lost consciousness instantly.

After Song Yan absorbed this information, he killed it with one finger, captured its soul, and turned it into a ghost. Then he dropped the shadow puppet of "Grandma Fox" and used the method of "Hundred-Xiang Divine Control" to separate a ray of soul. On the "Grandma Fox" shadow puppet.

The grandma's shadow puppet transformed into a white embroidered tiger. She stood with her hands behind her hands and murmured coldly in the summer wind: "I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong."

After doing this, Song Yan glanced at the dead young lady again, sighed softly, and stepped forward to search for her soul. After learning the young lady's information, he did not arrest her soul, but allowed her soul to leave. He took out another fox demon shadow puppet and turned it into the appearance of the little lady and fainted on the ground.

next day

Calm and calm.

Song Yan and Mrs. Ling had completed their shopping and set out on the Pansi Mountain Road to Xishu.