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

Chapter 102 101. Living in peace, the sword and the evil spirit are both at your will (3.2K words - please subscribe)
On the red leaf island.

After Song Yan returned, he silently took his flying sword and went to the Xuantian area in the valley to clear the weeds and drive away the birds and beasts.

As usual, Master Kuye Swordsman was studying books in the front yard and trying out pills in the back yard.

As for what happened in the library, the two men, one old and one young, refused to mention it.

One deliberately keeps silent.

The other one kept silent.

Just die like that.

Afternoon
In front of the courtyard, three silver-robed swordsmen came as a team, and bowed their heads outside the door of Master Kuye Swordsman.

"Disciple Zhu Sengzhi, I am here to say goodbye to my teacher. This trip requires me to inspect Beiluo River."

"Disciple Qu Huayan, I am here to say goodbye to the teacher. This trip requires me to patrol Beiluo River."

"Disciple Sun Rufu, I am here to say goodbye to the teacher. This trip requires me to patrol Beiluo River."

Beiluo River is a large river that is quite close to the Puppet Sect and is also relatively close to Nakonglan Mountain. This journey is obviously extremely dangerous.

Sword Master Kuye shouted, "Three kids, come into the house. Please get me a purple crow grass, two iron broom flowers, and a dried sweet osmanthus fruit from the medicine plaque at the door."

The three sword cultivators smiled at each other, took the medicine, walked into the backyard, and watched the old man busying around.

When Master Kuye Swordsman finished his work, the three of them saluted again.

The atmosphere was inexplicably quiet, and then it was broken by the hearty laughter of Master Kuye Swordsman.

"Good kids, this is your chance."

One of the sword cultivators laughed heartily and said, "Teacher, what you said is very true. This time, I can use the blood of the devil disciple to wash my sword blade and enlighten my sword heart."

Another sword cultivator said, "Disciple has been waiting for such an opportunity. Sword cultivators should hone their skills in danger. Only in this way can the sword become sharper!"

Another female sword cultivator bowed again and said, "Take care, teacher."

Master Kuye Sword nodded slightly, gave some instructions to the three people, and then watched the three sword rainbows fly away from the bamboo house.

He looked up until the lonely figure disappeared into the distance, then he lowered his head with a gloomy look. After a long while, he laughed and continued to work.
Over the past year or so, especially in the past two months, more and more disciples have come to say goodbye.
In the evening, a thin layer of mist rose from the Misty Sea, covering the islands and hills.

Outside the fog and the clouds, the setting sun exudes a warm orange glow, spreading in the fog, making everything not only hazy but also appearing a yellowed freeze frame.

Song Yan came to the door of the bamboo house again, wanting to say goodbye.

Sword Master Kuye couldn't help himself and asked, "Xiu Hu, have you gone to the library to call that old woman?"

Song Yan said: "Yes."

Master Kuye Swordsman said "Oh" and pretended to be calm, as if he didn't want to ask any more questions.

But then Song Yan said, "Teacher Meng asked me what kind of tea I brought her."

Withered Leaf Sword Master pricked up his ears, but snorted coldly and said indifferently: "It's just that I casually gave her some Xuan Tea that she couldn't drink. But you are not stupid, you shouldn't say that."

Song Yan gave a thumbs up and nodded in praise: "Teacher still understands me."

After that, he continued, "I said that this was something that Teacher Kuye had treasured for a long time, and he couldn't bear to drink it himself, so he brought it specifically for Teacher Meng. I also said that Teacher Kuye thought that I didn't know, but I actually know everything."

Withered Leaf Swordsman: ???
"you"

Song Yan patted his head again and said, "I also imitated the way the teacher spoke to me that day."

Master Kuye's face was distorted, and he uttered some strange syllables.

Song Yan pretended not to notice, but coughed twice, cleared his throat, and then imitated the tone of Master Kuye that day, saying: "What a long-winded! Anyway, when you see her, you must say that I just took the tea casually, and I don't want to drink it!"

The withered leaf swordsman's face was completely ferocious. He jumped up in anger and said, "Get out! Get out of here!"

Song Yan said "Oh" indifferently, trotted to the front of the yard, and disappeared into the fog again.

Master Kuye Swordsman stood there with a complicated expression, and suddenly the disciple's voice came again in the wind from afar.

"By the way, teacher, when I left, I saw Teacher Meng eagerly brewing the tea you sent.

Judging from her expression, she likes it very much, but also feels a little lost for no reason. I don’t understand what’s going on either.”

The sound was clearly heard by Master Kuye.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then let out a soft sigh.

His back was slightly hunched, he held onto the bamboo fence beside him, his eyes filled with memories of the past, he murmured: "How come I'm already old in the blink of an eye?

You are old too, you won’t be like this.”

As the murmurs died down, a cold voice suddenly came from the air.

"What will happen?"

Master Kuye Swordsman suddenly looked up, only to see an energetic old woman standing in the mist on a sword, her cold gaze casting down from mid-air.

Who else could this old woman be but Granny Meng? The two old people's eyes met.

Granny Meng said, "That boy said you invited me here today, so I closed the library early and came here."

After saying that, the old woman flew down, as if she didn't notice the old man's extremely surprised expression, stretched her arms and walked towards the fence gate. When she reached the door of the house, she turned back and said, "I'm tired after a day. You invited me here, but you didn't cook a decent meal? I was really looking forward to it."

Sword Master Kuye turned around and said, "Rong'er, that was my fault. I shouldn't have coveted the power of the Crimson Palace monster and insisted on taking the risk of having both of us take the Crimson Palace Pill at the same time, saying that we could explore the way forward together. As a result, we both stayed in the early stage of the Crimson Palace and suffered from the poison of the pill."

Granny Meng was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are really talking about things that are not relevant to the topic. The boy is smarter than you. If I still cared about this, would I still come here today?
We are all old now, and those things are in the past. "

Sword Master Kuye's old eyes turned red, and then he smiled and patted his head, saying, "Look at my memory, I just said you come, you come, but I didn't even prepare the food.

Rong'er, wait a minute. I have a lot of mysterious flowers and herbs in my Xuan field that can be cooked. I'll go right away. You sit down first. "

Granny Meng walked into the house, looked around, and said, "The layout of this house has hardly changed since we were together. You..."

Master Kuye's face turned red, and he turned his sword into a rainbow and flew towards Xuantian. Although he was over a hundred years old, his heart started beating "bang bang" again.

Song Yan walked along the road alone, with the bamboo houses on both sides hidden in the mist.

This kind of water mist makes people feel relaxed and happy. It is really like the time when we were in Nanzhu Peak before, as if we were in heaven and on earth.

But he keenly discovered that compared to when he first arrived, the number of residents in the bamboo houses on Red Leaf Island had obviously decreased.

Some houses are empty, and people have left and no one knows whether they will come back.

'We must hurry.'

Song Yan felt a little dignified. As soon as he returned to the bamboo house, he closed the door tightly and quickly focused his attention on the "Sword Hidden Art" in the "Spells" column. At the same time, his eyes swept across the "Xuan Sword Sutra" in the "Kung Fu" column.

Today, he will first practice the "Art of Hidden Sword", and then practice the "Mysterious Sword Sutra" based on the hidden effects of the "Art of Hidden Sword".

A familiar message pops up.

【Please select the investment life span】

[In the first year, after diligent practice, you have already mastered the "Sword Concealment Technique". After perceiving the principle of this technique, you briefly compare it with the "Evil Condensation and Mystical Control Technique". You can't help but feel full of hope, because the underlying principles of the two techniques are completely different.]

The "Evil Condensation and Controlling Mysterious Qi" is a spell that was obtained after two perfect mutations of the "Qi Condensation Technique". This spell can use the evil spirit to devour and hide the mysterious energy in the body to a certain extent, and then suddenly explode. This kind of spell requires extremely diligent practice to make the process of devouring the mysterious energy extremely proficient, so that you can send and receive it freely.

But "The Art of Hidden Sword" is completely different.

The most important thing in “The Art of Hidden Swordsmanship” is not “skillfulness” but “state of mind”.

The first sentence is "If your heart hides a sword, why bother holding the sword? Just send and receive as your heart desires and let it move as you wish."

The essence of this spell is "relaxation", through which one can enter a state of "extreme quietness" with whole body and mind.

In this state, all the sword energy will calm down, just like a strong man's body and muscles are relaxed when he is sleeping.

If the "Art of Gathering Qi" is to try every possible means to hide "something" in a drawer, then the "Art of Hiding the Sword" is to make these things temporarily less.

Use thoughts as switches.

If one is angry, the sword energy will suddenly burst out; if one is calm, the sword energy will temporarily calm down.

Since it was quiet, the sword must have been hidden so that no one could find it.

[In the twenty-first year, you have practiced the "Sword Hiding Art" to perfection. All sword energy can rest in your body. It is hard to see when it is still, but it explodes when it moves. You can move and be still as you wish.]

Song Yan continued to invest his life span in an attempt to mutate.

[In the 125th year, you used the special characteristics of the Ghostly Mysterious Root to comprehend the "Mysterious Evil Sword Swallowing Technique". Not only can you hide the sword energy through your state of mind, but you can also use the evil energy in your body to swallow up the exposed sword energy, but the sword energy after swallowing will completely turn into evil energy.]

[In the 2085th year, you deduced the second perfect variation secret technique "Sword and Evil Dual Phase Technique". As the saying goes, one thought can make you a Buddha and one thought can make you a devil. The sword energy and evil energy, the former requires a clear mind, while the latter is chaotic and evil. If you can change it at will, the sword energy can become evil energy, and the evil energy can also become sword energy.]

Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and after a little perception, he discovered that this "Sword Evil Dual Phase Technique" was actually a perfect spell based on the "Sword Concealment Technique" and the "Evil Condensation and Control Technique".

Once he uses this spell, not only will all the Qi in his body be quickly hidden through two pathways, but he can also seamlessly switch between evil Qi and sword Qi.

And various tricks in "The Art of Condensing Evil and Controlling the Mystery", such as "swallowing the mysteries of others", "condensing energy at one point and suddenly exploding", etc., can also be used at will. Combined with the sharpness of the sword energy itself, it can be said that the moves are ever-changing and very outrageous.

If the sword energy and evil spirit were still noticeably stiff during the first mutation, with a bit of a "stuck feeling" of being "trapped in one's own cocoon", this second perfect mutation completely solved this problem.

In addition, this "one thought of sword energy, one thought of evil energy" in a sense also means "one thought of sword cultivation, one thought of ghost cultivation", which is really wonderful.

However, Song Yan soon noticed another problem.

At present, the aura in his body is actually mostly ordinary Xuan Qi, with only a small amount of evil Xuan Qi. If he cultivates all the "ordinary Xuan Qi" into "Sword Qi", he will only be able to convert "Sword Evil" in the future, and will not be able to recover to ordinary Xuan Qi.

The sword energy is sharp and the murderous aura is weird, but it can no longer return to ordinary Xuan Qi. Song Yan doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

But he had no choice.

'Since it's good, then just let go and practice the "Xuan Jian Jing".

It's time to go a step further.'

(End of this chapter)