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

Chapter 106 105. "Try" again tomorrow (4.3K words - please subscribe)
The library on Tongque Island is clean and bright. There might have been many people here in the past, but there are very few at this time.

The heritage of Nanwu Jianmen is just like the character of its disciples, not hiding too much. Except for some special secrets, personal heritage, and supreme skills, all other spells can be found here.

However, no matter what spell you need, it must comply with the regulations and be registered with the guard before you can read it in depth.

This is the iron rule of the library.

Anyone who violates this iron rule will be regarded as "taking it upon themselves" and will be punished and investigated at the very least, or have their magic revoked and expelled from Jianmen at the worst.

After Granny Meng left, a new guard naturally came.

The guard was wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, had kind eyes and a smile on his face, and was actually an old acquaintance of Song Yan.

This was the Elder Sun who had put on a mercenary face in Hantan Valley and tried to use "moral kidnapping" to get something for nothing and take the "Divine Physiognomy of Hundred Guards" from him - Sun Haofeng.

It was this person who single-handedly changed Song Yan's view of Nanwu Jianmen at that time.

However, it was later proved that this person was indeed an outlier in Nanwu Jianmen.

Song Yan was speechless in his heart: This is a typical case of seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, those who are afraid of death don't have to die.
All the capable and passionate men of the Nanwu Jianmen went to the front line, while Elder Sun, a hypocrite who talked about benevolence and morality but was actually a bully and a coward, stayed behind.

The Great Elder is quite good at employing people.

They knew that if they died in battle, the Sun family would need to kowtow to increase their chances of survival, and at that time they would have to rely on the knees of a hypocrite like Elder Sun to get down on his knees.

But this obviously worked against him.

He doesn't need a Nanwu Jianmen that kneels to the Puppet Sect or the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom, as this will completely eliminate the buffer between him and the enemy.

Song Yan's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he casually raised his hand and shook the pass, then quickly stepped into the building and checked various spells.

After reading for a day, he found that the most valuable book in the entire library was actually the "Xuan Jian Jing".

Apart from some supreme and secret skills that he didn't know yet, the strongest of the Nanwu Sword Sect was still the "transformation of mysterious energy into sword energy" and the "special sword energy nurtured by the blood of the Crimson Palace" described in the "Xuan Jian Jing".

He has all of these.

However, the "special sword energy" is just one, and it needs to be nurtured after use.

When it comes to real combat, sword spells are still needed.

Song Yan's most powerful sword spell now is the "Black and White Evils" which has undergone two perfect mutations. It is also deduced based on the "White Snake Sword Art".

The threshold for practicing "White Snake Sword Art" is the fifth level of Lianxuan.

'What is the highest threshold?'

Song Yan searched quickly.

There is only one book of sword magic at the Crimson Palace level, and it was a book of magic that he found on the fifth floor of the library, and the threshold for entry was at the Crimson Palace level - "The Universe in the Sleeve".

This spell has a prerequisite for practicing, which is that you must use the "Xuan Jian Jing" to transform at least 20% of the Xuan Qi around your body into sword Qi before you can practice it, because this is a spell that purely controls sword Qi.

The practice of "Xuan Jian Jing" is based on the realization of the "my sword" in "Xuan Hua Yi Jian Dian" and the understanding of the secret of "the unity of man and sword".

It can be said to be a chain of inheritance.

Song Yan decisively took the handwritten booklet in his hand and quickly turned the pages.

At a quick glance, it is indeed quite profound, but the general meaning is: use the closed nature of the two sleeves to accumulate sword energy, which lingers and circulates from beginning to end. When the two sleeves are bulging, the sword energy is fully accumulated. At that time, one sleeve can be swung out, invisible and intangible, and its concealment and power are better than those of a flying sword.

Song Yan understood immediately: charging, laser.

As for why it was not a jade slip, he didn't know and couldn't control it for the time being.

Holding the Crimson Palace booklet "The Universe in the Sleeve", he flipped through the introductions of other sword spells, but found that they were almost the same as the "White Snake Sword Art" and the principles were similar. Even if he used it to practice, there was nothing special about it, just like you finished "Mock Test 1" and then did "Mock Test 2".

Song Yan thought for a moment.

He already has sword-related skills and sword-related spells.

But there is actually a big shortcoming in his magic system, that is - the art of escape.

Although flying a sword is fast, that is only in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

When fighting against opponents of the same level, escape techniques become very important.

Whether it is cutting in, escaping, or fighting while running, escape techniques are indispensable.

But escape techniques are extremely rare.

It would have been fine if Song Yan failed to get it in the Puppet Sect, but he also failed to see it in Hantan City later, which shows how precious the escape technique is.

Song Yan went back and forth and searched several times, and finally found the words "Kan Shui Dun" on a secret box in a corner of the fifth floor, but the secret box was locked, and he needed to find the guard to unlock it.

Song Yan came to Elder Sun with "The Universe in the Sleeve" and "Water Escape" and showed the token.

Elder Sun looked at him in astonishment and said, "This is something that can only be practiced in the Crimson Palace Realm, especially the Sleeve of the Universe. Will it be useful to you? And the Water Escape Technique is really precious."

Song Yan showed the token again and asked, "Can I see it?"

Elder Sun glanced at the token and said hesitantly: "Yes, I can."

Song Yan said: "Then please register."

Elder Sun said: "I can't make the decision. Why don't we wait until the Great Elder and the others come back?"

Song Yanqi asked: "This token is useless?"

Elder Sun said, "It's useful."

Song Yan said: "Can I borrow it?"

Elder Sun said, "You can, but you are only at the sixth level of Xuan practice, what do you want with this?"

Song Yan said patiently: "Mastering one spell will lead to a hundred spells. I just want to see what a high-level spell looks like."

Elder Sun did not respond, but directly said, "Don't look at it, put the booklet back yourself." Then he raised his head slightly and said impatiently, "Remember, don't be too ambitious. Even if you have two elders to guarantee you, you can't be arrogant."

Song Yan responded.

Elder Sun did not answer, but suddenly looked into the distance. A beautiful female cultivator came to the door.

Elder Sun came over with a smile, no longer paying attention to the borrower standing in front of him, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the fairy to come."

The female cultivator was surprised and asked, "I thought you, Elder, had also gone with the Great Elder and the others."

Elder Sun chuckled and said, "The Great Elder said that we need experts to take charge of the sect, so I'm staying here. You know, someone has to do these chores. The overall situation is more important."

The two of them talked and laughed.

Song Yan put the book back on the bookshelf.

He plans to try again tomorrow.

Into the night
Elder Sun closed the door of the library, yawned, and walked out of the library. Then he thought that his status might be further improved in the future, and by then he would have a few more beautiful Taoist companions in his bed, which would be really comfortable.

As for fighting and killing, what is the point?

Can't we just sit down and have a good talk?

If you have something to say, just say it. Why bother?
Whoever rules doesn't rule. Can they kill all the people in these three countries? What a big deal. Why are you fighting so hard?

Elder Sun flew up on his sword without any concern. Tonight he was going to other islands to find some beautiful female cultivators to give them some pointers on their cultivation. After all, it was also for the purpose of supporting the younger generation.

A rainbow of light flew across the misty sea.

The moon is dark and the fog is thick tonight.

Elder Sun was enjoying the night breeze comfortably when his eyelids suddenly twitched. Then his mind and soul felt as if trapped. He felt sleepy and listless. In a trance, he naturally fell down.

Then, he felt a sudden pain between his eyebrows and fell another three inches, almost hitting the surface of the lake.

"What's going on?" Elder Sun quickly covered his head, confusion flashing through his mind.

But in just a moment, a giant bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the misty sea, grabbed his legs in an instant like an afterimage, and dragged him into the lake with a "whoosh".

Before he could react, a finger touched his forehead.

Although Elder Sun was terrified, a second thought flashed through his mind: "How dare you, idiot, search the soul of a powerful person from the Crimson Palace?"

The next moment, he felt a black spot pulling his soul out.

The bloody monster searches souls, devours souls, imprisons souls, turns them into minions, and becomes a dragon.

Then, with a shake of his arm, the highly concentrated evil energy climbed up Elder Sun's body like a living thing, and then rushed into his body.

Elder Sun, die!
The monster grabbed the flying sword and shot it downwards, nailing the body of Elder Sun, who was devoured by evil spirit, to a rock on the lake bed, preventing it from floating up.

After doing all this, the bloody monster quickly disappeared without a trace.

The next day.

早.
Song Yan was not in a hurry to go to the library, but went to the Xuan field as usual and picked some fresh Xuan grass and flowers, preparing to dry them in good weather.

Just as I returned to the bamboo house, I saw a monk hurriedly approaching from a distance.

A beautiful female cultivator and a male cultivator hurried over carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher lay a petite female cultivator covered in blood.

"Brother Bai, Brother Bai!" the female cultivator shouted hurriedly, "Hurry up and save him!"

Song Yan looked down at the female cultivator and was stunned.

It's Xiao Jiu's sister again
How long has it been since you got injured again?
And it looks like he was seriously injured.

While inviting people into the house, he began to quickly treat Junior Sister Xiaojiu's wounds, and then boiled a herbal soup.

After finishing all the busy work, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Junior Sister Xiaojiu again, only to find that the girl's originally ordinary and pretty face actually had several wounds. The wounds crossed her cheeks and left scars.

But disfigurement was only secondary. Junior Sister Xiaojiu's body was like a leaky sack, extremely weak, with all kinds of wounds all over it.

Looking at the anxious female and male cultivators beside him, Song Yan said, "There is no danger to life. It is still the method of the Demon Sect. Evil spirit."

The beautiful female cultivator sighed, "It's mainly because of those evil leather shadows. Each one is like a mad monster. The evil energy around them can also devour the profound energy to a certain extent. If you get hit by those evil leather shadows, it will be difficult to recover from the wound."

The male cultivator clenched his fists in deep regret, his eyes red as he said, "Junior Sister Xiaojiu was trying to protect me, so she got hurt. I should have been the one to bear this blow. It's all my fault."

Song Yan sighed: "The evil spirit is really scary."

The beautiful female cultivator said, "That's right. Before these evil shadows joined the battlefield, the demon cultivators didn't dare to appear in front of us. Now it's different."

Song Yan said: "Please let Junior Sister Xiao Jiu stay with me first. There are too many evil spirits on her body, and they need to be washed away slowly. Besides, she cannot get off the bed."

The two monks immediately showed joy upon hearing this. In fact, they had heard about the feud between Junior Sister Xiao Jiu and Senior Brother Bai. Seeing Senior Brother Bai behaving like this, they were secretly moved and felt that Senior Brother Bai really seemed like a different person.

The prodigal son returns and has an epiphany one day, and his reputation is truly worthy of its reputation.

After expressing their gratitude, the two monks left.

Song Yan boiled some evil-washing soup, put it in a bowl and placed it on the bedside table.

He still has a good impression of girls like Junior Sister Xiaojiu.

He also hoped that everyone around him could be like Junior Sister Xiao Jiu, simple-minded and silly. This would make his life much more comfortable.

After a while, Junior Sister Xiao Jiu woke up. She looked around weakly and asked, "Am I still alive?"

A voice came from the side: "Alive."

Junior Sister Xiao Jiu turned her head and looked at the man's face.
"Brother Baibai?"

"Ah."

"You saved me again. Thank you." Junior Sister Xiao Jiu murmured, "I thought I was dead."

Song Yan said: "Do you want to die so much?"

"Not really." Junior Sister Xiao Jiu said, "So many of my fellow disciples have died. I think it's time for me to die too."

Song Yan walked closer, stretched out his hand, raised his finger and gave her a slap on the head, saying, "What are you talking about?"

Junior Sister Xiao Jiu didn’t hear what he said, but was stunned by the sudden blow to her head. She closed her eyes and said, “Senior Brother Bai, I don’t like people being so frivolous.

And I hate you.

You are the murderer. You killed Senior Sister Tang Yu, Senior Brother Yun Ying, and Senior Brother Zi Heng."

She called out the names one by one.

These names are the names of monks who died because of Bai Xiuhu's cowardice.

She seemed to be dizzy and had no idea of ​​the situation. She just stubbornly and fiercely said these names that may have been forgotten long ago, as if she expected Senior Brother Bai in front of her to tell her to get out.

Song Yan found it more and more interesting after the girl finished speaking.

All of this girl's behavior patterns are completely opposite to his.

He would not do anything this girl would do.

So no matter what fierce tone the girl used, he would not get angry, because all the girl's thoughts were so clear and so pure that they made people feel very comfortable.

He didn't need to guess, test, or set traps; everything was so obvious and direct.

So, he waited for Junior Sister Xiao Jiu to finish her words, glanced at the head of the bed, and said, “The evil-washing soup, take the left side internally, and apply the left side externally to the wound.

The evil spirit cannot be completely cleared in one go, it needs to be done repeatedly."

After giving the instructions, Song Yan walked out.

Junior Sister Xiao Jiu asked, "Where are you going?"

"The library." Song Yan replied generously, and then said, "Help me look after this bamboo house. If any fellow disciples come later, ask them to sit down first and wait for me to come back."

"I"

Junior Sister Xiaojiu hesitated.

Song Yan has already left the house.

"Master, after I die, it should be Steward Sun Susun who will take over my place.

He is a man who follows the rules. As long as you show the token, he will let you borrow the two spell books."

In Song Yan's consciousness, Elder Sun's ghost was kneeling, speaking with a fearful and humble look on his face.

"Are there many people like you who seek peace?"

"Master, not much, not much. The entire Jianmen is full of stubborn people. The headmaster gave me some status and power in order to allow the sect to have two factions. This is so that Jianmen will have another way out when encountering a strong enemy."

Song Yan nodded secretly.

Since Elder Sun is already considered the leader of the peace-seeking faction, it would save him some trouble.

When we arrived at the library, many monks had gathered around it, talking and talking loudly.

After a long while, a monk with a stern face stepped forward and said, "Everyone, Elder Sun is busy today, so I will take over the library for the time being. If you want to borrow spells, just come in according to the usual rules."

Song Yan followed the disciple in front of him into the pavilion and took out "The Universe in the Sleeve" and "Kan Water Escape" as he did yesterday.

As expected, the monk did not ask anything. When he saw his token, he directly unlocked the "Kanshui Dun" and said, "Nephew Xiuhu, go to the reading area to read. These two spells are very precious and cannot be copied or taken out."

Song Yan nodded, thanked him, and walked away with the skills.

(End of this chapter)