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

Chapter 151 150. What if all the flags are evil? (8.6K words - please subscribe)
Song Yan felt extremely weak, as if he had a high fever and was lying on the bed in his previous life. The power of the strange tower had not dissipated, and was still invading his body, forcing him to use his strength to fight against it, and his wounds continued to split and bleed.

He soon became a bloody man, and even the rooftop where he lay became a pool of blood.
Blood dripped down the slope, dripping into the flowing flood, and the rich blood smell also spread to the surroundings.

Pei Xuehan finally reacted. She looked at the old monster from Zifu in the distance. Although she was afraid, she knew that the old monster was her last straw and was even from the Tingyu Sword Sect.

So, she moved quickly and landed on the roof where Song Yan was, and took out a Qingyan Jade Box from her bosom. With a look of heartache in her eyes, she still walked forward quickly, opened the box, and handed the pill inside to Song Yan, saying, "Senior, this is a pill made from the thousand-year-old Xuanru. Please take it."

But before she could get close enough to Song Yan, a cold voice exploded in her ears.

"roll."

Pei Xuehan jumped back in fright as if she had been electrocuted.

A voice filled with murderous intent and strong vigilance came from a distance.

"Just stay still and don't try any tricks."

Pei Xuehan responded pitifully: "Oh, I see."

Seeing that the female cultivator was no longer approaching, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on digesting the remaining power left by the ancient tooth.

He already knew that the tower was the wolf clan's secret technique at the Purple Mansion level - Fengyun Futu Miasma.

Futu means pagoda. The mind is split and woven into a pagoda. When a pagoda falls, it suppresses the enemy. Even if the pagoda falls apart, the power in the pagoda remains like residual miasma, like countless bees frantically drilling into the body and soul of a person.

At this time, Song Yan was enduring these "bees".

If Gu Chi had not used the ancient skeleton to launch this attack, and if he had not carried the blood of the corpse-eating wolf clan, he would have died long ago.

This pagoda also helped him understand some directions beyond the Purple Palace.

The secret techniques used by the powerful people in Zifu are magical weapons in themselves, and the power woven by thoughts is far superior to external objects.

Lian Xuan's mysterious weapons and Jiang Palace's mysterious treasures, no matter how ingenious and miraculous they are, are no match for the attack unleashed by the strong men of Zifu using secret techniques.

If this is the case, why would a Purple Mansion expert need this kind of treasure of martial arts?

Perhaps what is truly meaningful to the strong men in Purple Mansion are the Horcruxes and Soul Treasures.

Horcruxes are a little easier to cast, but soul treasures are very difficult.

For example, the core material of the casting of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is the "Spiritual White Cave Crystal Jade".

"White Hole Crystal Jade" can only be produced in the turbulence of the corresponding elements. For example, "Fire Mysterious White Hole Crystal Jade" may be produced around a "volcanic eruption", "Water Mysterious White Hole Crystal Jade" may be produced around a "deep sea tsunami", and "Soul White Hole Crystal Jade" can only be produced in the place where "soul shocks and explodes".

Therefore, it is extremely rare.

The effect of soul weapons and soul treasures on the Purple Palace is no longer a direct attack, but an aid to the soul and thoughts.

As for the evil treasure, he was not sure yet, but he thought it must be above the soul treasure, and it seemed that this evil treasure was not cast, but formed by heaven and earth due to some accident.

As many thoughts flashed through his mind, he became weaker and weaker. Obviously, the strongest backlash of "Fengyun Futu Miasma" had already arrived.

He fought back with all his might.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the silver-robed female cultivator leaping near him again.

Song Yan's eyes were cold and he was about to get angry when he suddenly saw the female cultivator raising her hand to control the sword.

His pupils shrank, and he was about to distract himself, even if it meant getting hurt, he had to kill the female cultivator. But he saw that the rainbow light rising from the sword was not coming towards him, but shooting towards the distance.

puff!
The rainbow light settled, pierced into a corpse that was approaching, and then carried the corpse away.

But this time, her flying sword could not come back, because just when the flying sword had just pierced the corpse, a wisp of red sand flew out from the wound of the corpse. The red sand instantly climbed up to the hilt of the flying sword, and then rose high outward, as if trying to use this height to fly down to the roof where he was.

Song Yan's eyes moved anxiously, and he saw that several corpses had appeared around his roof at some point.

These corpses were probably all monks from the Crimson Palace who came to this secret realm randomly. It was just that they were unlucky and could not escape like Pei Xuehan. They were either killed directly by the evil monsters hiding in the darkness, or fell into a stagnation in the heavy rain in the tumor realm and were then possessed by the evil monsters.
As the flood rose, these corpses became the life-saving straws for Sha Gu. Anyone who moved around would be covered with Sha Gu, and each one became a terrifying bomb.

He was bleeding profusely at this moment, and the smell of blood made many evil spirits try to find a way to get closer to him.

However, they did not dare to touch the lower half of the corpse, so they could not fully control the corpse, and therefore their speed was much slower.

But even so, the corpses were still moving towards the roof at the speed of ordinary people running.

Song Yan looked at the female cultivator again and saw that although she was in a panic because she lost her flying sword, she still had a lot of treasures in her storage bag. She hurriedly took them out one by one and threw them far away.

But every time she smashed it, she would lose one treasure.

Song Yan was so angry just by watching this!
He whispered, "Let the corpses get closer. Once they get closer, they will stick together and become easier to deal with."

"Oh oh oh oh." The silver-robed female cultivator hurriedly agreed, and then tried to use Song Yan's method to get the corpses closer.

But it's obviously not that easy.

The Sha Gu clearly had a hunting instinct, for before Xuan Bao fell to the ground, they flew up from the corpse, as if stretching out their arms to grab Xuan Bao.

Once Xuan Bao was touched, he immediately stiffened.

Pei Xuehan suddenly had an idea and used some magic with her fingers. She didn't know if it was magic or the power in her blood, but she heard a splash and the water began to ripple. The ripples spread in the opposite direction, forcing the corpse to stop approaching.

Pei Xuehan stamped her feet and said, "How did my Great Tsunami Technique become like this!"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the stagnant water ripples that contained the breath of the bitter sea, and sighed in his heart. He believed that the "tsunami technique" must have great power, but this powerful Jiang Palace magic could only play a very small role in the flood here, just like a child playing with water with his hands, which was really terrible.

"Come closer and gather them together with the water waves!"

Song Yan was in command.

"Oh oh oh!"

Pei Xuehan said, "I also have the Great Whirlpool Technique."

After saying this, she let out a delicate cry, and the mysterious energy in the distant sky began to swirl violently, but it was so violent that it only formed a small vortex in the center of the water.

But even so, the vortex was pulling the two bodies closer to each other.

While fighting against the invasion of "Fengyunfutu Miasma", Song Yan stared at the corpse.

He knew that if he wasn't careful today, he might be killed by Sha Gu.

So, he was extra careful.

Suddenly, he shouted, "Where's the pill?"

Pei Xuehan was stunned.

Song Yan said again: "Pills!"

Pei Xuehan reacted quickly and hurriedly grabbed the elixir that was refined with the Millennium Mysterious Milk and came to him. Seeing that his whole body was still as if he couldn't move, the silver-robed female cultivator thought for a moment and actually raised her hand to take the elixir and feed it to him.

Song Yan frowned, and Pei Xuehan was so scared that she quickly let go.

The pill fell back into the box.

Song Yan said: "Just put it in front of me."

Pei Xuehan quickly arranged it and then used the Great Whirlpool Technique.

Song Yan looked at the pill in front of him and silently said in his heart, "Use this pill as a goal and practice."
After a brief test to prove that it was non-toxic and effective, he put the pill into his mouth. Suddenly, a small force grew from his body, although not much, it helped him speed up his recovery.

He had survived the strongest backlash of "Fengyunfutu Miasma", and recovery from then on was just a matter of time.

Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the corpses gathering together in the "Big Whirlpool Technique" in the distance. Everything seemed to be going well. The pull of the water flow eliminated the tendency of the corpses to gather together and made the corpses move closer to each other.

A strange cohesive force formed between them, which even made them temporarily give up coming to Song Yan.

Pei Xuehan said happily: "Senior, it works!"

But Song Yan didn't look happy at all.

Since he crossed over, he had been in a state of panic at every step, and had long developed the instinct that "the smoother things are, the more I feel something is wrong." In this strange and dangerous environment that he knew very little about, this instinct was running to the extreme.

The image of "Shadow of Demon Skin" suddenly flashed through his mind.

The ghost cultivators took over Shadow Puppet Peak just for Master Leather's craftsmanship. The shadow puppets made by Master Leather would be easily possessed by evil spirits, thus exerting the power the shadow puppets had in their lifetime.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Song Yan suddenly said, "We can't let them gather together!"

Pei Xuehan:
"Oh oh oh, junior got it."

She had finally managed to gather the corpses together, and this method really solved the urgent problem, breaking the original "corpse siege" momentum. But now, she hurriedly cast the "Tsunami Technique" and began to try to interrupt their gathering momentum.

She was speechless about these old monsters in Zifu. They had different ideas every moment. They said they wanted to get together one second ago, but when she finally got them together, they said they couldn't get together. They were really weird and unpredictable.

But soon, Pei Xuehan cried out: "Senior, this is not good. The suction of these corpses is too strong. They are gathering very quickly."

Song Yan said: "Wait a little longer."

"okay!"

Pei Xuehan nervously started throwing Xuanbao again.

The same or two kinds of Xuanbao are like meat buns thrown at a dog, which never come back.

During this process, Song Yan recovered.

But the suction was too strong.

at last
Snapped.

With a slight sound, the two corpses collided with each other.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared.

One of the corpses turned over by a strange force and lay on top of the other corpse, while the rustling red powder fell all over the corpse on top and then penetrated into the body from the surface in an instant.

The next moment, the surface of the corpse began to swell, and there seemed to be many red particles rolling underneath. When it calmed down, the pale eyeballs suddenly opened, but the black pupils turned red.

The corpse stood up strangely, twisted its neck, raised its hand to grab the flying sword inserted between its waist, and the flying sword actually made a "buzzing" sound when its palm brushed past.

Pei Xuehan watched this scene in horror.

She had realized that the corpse could actually use a flying sword!

Another moment.

Whoosh!
Gusha's corpse actually flew on the sword and turned into a beam of blood light, shooting directly towards Song Yan.

Song Yan's analogy was correct. If a corpse that had just died was possessed by a Sha Gu, the Sha Gu could fully utilize some of the corpse's power when it was alive. In fact, due to the existence of the Sha Gu, the power would be greater than before.

Pei Xuehan hurriedly took out another mysterious treasure and wanted to meet the enemy, but she felt a column of blood spurting out from behind her.

She turned her head and saw a giant bloody hand filled with terrible power reaching out from the air, grabbing the corpse in its hand like a fly, and then crushing it fiercely.

Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
The body was crushed.

But at the fingertips of the bloody giant hand, sand began to flow, bloody sand.

Sand fell from the sky and drifted with the wind, floating madly towards the direction of the old monster in Zifu.

They are the main body of the attack, and also the most terrifying thing about Sha Gu!

But the old monster Zifu was not in a hurry. He raised his hand and grabbed a corpse from the void and quickly rubbed it towards the evil powder.

During the rubbing process, time seemed to slow down. Pei Xuehan only saw that more evil spirits seemed to be awakened in the captured corpse, and then shot outwards like blooming flowers.

If the flower breaks the corpse, the evil inside will escape and attack the person who controls the corpse.

But if the corpse was wiped off by the Sha Gu powder in the air in advance and then put into the storage bag, it would be fine.

Pei Xuehan was horrified and thought to herself, "What kind of crazy method is this!"

She looked again at the old monster from Zifu who was sitting cross-legged and covered in blood, but found that he looked calm and unperturbed, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

'Monster, madman!'

Pei Xuehan was a little frightened and speechless.

brush!
Song Yan is extremely fast.

The "eraser" of the "Sikong Yin" brand successfully wiped out the Shagu powder in the air again.

But just when he was about to put the "Sikong Seal" back into the storage bag, an accident happened.

The vast lake was covered with mist. Apart from the towering ancient roofs and the strange treetops, there was the water surface that contained the breath of a bitter sea. Even Song Yan would not dare to touch the water, but ripples appeared on the water surface.

A monk figure, covered in a gray patchwork robe, came from afar, treading on the water, and grabbed Sikong Yin's body.

Although there was no touch, Sikong Yin's body was completely still.

The evil spirit in the corpse began to struggle like crazy, as if trying to escape from the body, but the strange gray-robed monk had already bent down and saluted the corpse.

The body was motionless, apparently stuck in an unknown state.

However, this action made Song Yan unhappy.

He used Sikong Yin's corpse to absorb the evil spirit, not just for the purpose of containing it, but also for research purposes to see if it could be turned into a trump card of his own.

In this secret realm, he didn't want to miss any opportunity because the road ahead was too dangerous.

Naturally, the Sikong Seal could not be discarded easily.

At this moment, he looked at the uninvited Bitter Sea Minion who actually wanted to convert his "treasure", and suddenly remembered that "if the Bitter Sea Minion is attacked, it will turn its spearhead and convert the attacker instead", so he looked at Pei Xuehan and said coldly: "Attack him, you go to the illusion."

Pei Xuehan:
She was extremely helpless, but still let out a delicate cry, raised her hand and cast a spell to attack Kuhai Chanmi.

The evil spirit dormant in the corpse suddenly moved, and Kuhaichangmi turned his head slightly, looking at Pei Xuehan with lifeless eyes without pupils.

It bowed to Pei Xuehan and put its hands together.

Pei Xuehan froze in place for a moment, and Song Yan instantly grabbed Sikong Yin's body and roughly stuffed it into the storage space.

He looked into the distance again and saw that many of the Gusha corpses that had originally wanted to approach were apparently extremely afraid of the Kuhai minions and actually began to retreat on their own initiative.

Song Yan frowned and looked at the ghost thing, thinking secretly in his heart: How did this ghost thing come into being? Why does it smell like a ghost?
Others cannot smell the odor of the evil spirit, but there is indeed "tiger blood of the evil spirit king" in his body.

Although he was still weak at this time, he had recovered a lot.

The pill that Pei Xuehan gave him was really effective. Only a small part of the medicinal power was released at first, but the subsequent release of medicinal power was extremely strong, which increased his recovery speed by at least 80% to 90%.

At this moment, Kuhaichangmi slightly turned sideways and looked at his target, Song Yan.

The next moment.
Song Yan felt that everything around him began to change, the sky and the earth darkened, and the demons disappeared.

"It's another illusion."

Song Yan knew that this thing could not be broken, so he kept his original intention and began to experience.
This time, in the illusion, he and Pei Xuehan escaped the soul threshold by chance, and then fled and hid outside, hiding their identities. During this period, they gradually got to know each other and fell in love, and became Taoist companions. After that, they went to a sparsely populated area outside the Great Wall, where there was no mysterious energy, but also far away from right and wrong. From then on, they herded horses and sheep, watched the rain and clouds. In spring, they saw flowers, in summer, they looked at the stars, in autumn, the leaves formed a sea, and in winter, they enjoyed the new snow. Slowly, they gave birth to offspring, and the offspring conflicted with the indigenous nomads outside the Great Wall. They annexed those nomadic peoples, thus forming a huge family. But there was no mystery in this place after all, and Pei Xuehan could not practice, and slowly she gradually grew old.

Even though Song Yan kept reminding himself that it was an illusion, he really experienced all these emotions during this period. The accumulated experience of these emotions even overwhelmed his own memory. Even though he frantically reminded himself that it was an illusion, he would still be moved naturally, because everything in this illusion was the life he really wanted in his heart. This is human nature. Unless your heart is as hard as stone, how can you escape?

Just as he was sitting in front of Pei Xuehan's bed, holding his old Taoist partner's hand, he suddenly had an illusion: on a sunny grassland, the grass was so green that it covered the horse's hooves. The young Pei Xuehan was galloping on his horse. When he passed by him, he stopped, looked at him with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Husband, come here!"

Song Yan closed his eyes.

Pei Xuehan's voice continued to ring in his ears.

“Is truth or falsehood really that important?”

"Isn't this hundred years of time completely meaningless?!"

"Why do you have to go?"

"Stay for me, okay?"

"OK"

Song Yan sighed softly.

A familiar feeling came over me.

He knew that "Fantasy Time" had arrived.

If you fall into it, you will sink, but if you ignore it, you will break free.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, and saw the flood and the dark roof still before his eyes.

Kuhai Chanmi was staring at him, with an expression that said he was "stubborn and difficult to convert".

This is the only time that the bitter sea minions can be temporarily crushed.

Song Yan did not miss such an opportunity. He slapped the demon to pieces with one slap, and then slapped the female cultivator who was immersed in the illusion beside him.

"It's time to wake up."

Pei Xuehan opened her eyes, and when she saw Song Yanshi, she suddenly felt a strong sense of joy. She subconsciously wanted to get closer, but she quickly stopped and stared at his face with a complicated expression. Then she subconsciously asked, "Senior, is the sword wound on your face fake?"

Song Yan was silent for a while. In the illusion, he and this woman had spent more than a hundred years. It was really difficult to treat her as a complete stranger.

So he said: "Everything in the illusion is fake, and Kuhai's accomplice can only deceive people."

"Senior, have you also fallen into an illusion?" Pei Xuehan didn't know what she was dreaming about, and at this moment she was not that scared of Song Yan.

Song Yan did not answer.

Pei Xuehan suddenly bit her lip and asked as if she had mustered up the courage: "Senior, have you been to the frontier?"

Song Yan suddenly looked towards the place where Kuhai Chanmi disappeared.

He suddenly understood.

That ghost thing not only creates illusions, but also creates flaws in people's hearts!

Could it be that it made itself and Pei Xuehan experience the same illusion!
It "copied" its own behavior to Pei Xuehan, and then "copied" Pei Xuehan's behavior to itself, so that even if the two woke up, they would mistake the fake for the real, and then it would be much easier to convert them next time.

True and false, false and true, false can give rise to true, what is true? Is it really that important?
It is better to be reborn into the cycle of reincarnation and transcend it!

Song Yan instantly thought of this terrible possibility.

However, his response was decisive.

"What do you mean by Beyond the Great Wall? What's so good about going to that place? I just dreamed that I left."

"What about me?" Pei Xuehan couldn't help but ask.

Song Yan said: "You separated from me after you went out, so of course I don't know where you went."

Pei Xuehan was stunned for a long time, then uttered "Oh" softly, with a slightly sad look in her eyes.

Song Yan continued to sit cross-legged to recover. Before closing his eyes, he glanced at Pei Xuehan, suddenly waved his hand, and said, "I learned a spell called the Blood Slave Ancient Talisman. Once you use this talisman, you can control life and death with a single thought, but you need the target's cooperation. Come here."

Pei Xuehan didn't dare to resist and walked closer honestly, looking at him secretly from time to time.

Song Yan raised his hand, his finger landed on her forehead, and then said: "Don't blame me for not believing you. People in the Xuan Cultivation Realm are treacherous, and those who easily trust others are always more likely to die faster. However, when you and I leave this place and reach a safe place, I will untie this talisman."

Pei Xuehan smiled sadly and said, "Where is there any safe place? The corpse-eating wolf clan is extremely violent, and every general is a tyrant. Ancestor Gu Chi is the worst among them.

It said that it would not stop until it destroyed the Tingyu Sword Sect. Even if I returned to the sect, I would still die, and I would have brought trouble to the sect."

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Senior, you might as well let me sink into the illusion and die."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He finally understood why Pei Xuehan didn't wake up in time. At this moment, a drop of blood oozed from his finger and he quickly drew a line between her eyebrows, saying, "Relax your mind and accept it with peace of mind."

Pei Xuehan closed her eyes.

From the corners of the eyes, two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

After a moment, the ancient blood slave talisman was completed.

Pei Xuehan also became Song Yan's blood slave. Even if the latter was thousands of miles away, he could kill her with just a thought.

Seeing the female cultivator shedding tears, Song Yan said, "Alright, stop crying. Since we have all left in the illusion, we may be able to fight our way out now."

After saying that, he added: "Since you have become my blood slave, you are mine. I will not abandon you, nor will I use you as cannon fodder."

Pei Xuehan was stunned for a moment, because she suddenly realized that this senior was talking more.

She wiped her tears and said, "Then rest assured, Senior, I will protect you."

After saying that, she stood aside and began to carefully monitor the floating corpses around.

If the floating corpse shows signs of approaching, she will immediately use the "tsunami technique" to push it away.

Suddenly
There was a loud thump in her ears.

Looking down, he saw a bundle of flying swords.

The quality of each flying sword in that bundle was surprisingly good.

The cold voice of the old monster from Zifu floated from not far away.

"Take it, and next time don't just bring one flying sword.

My blood slave cannot be without weapons."

Pei Xuehan nodded heavily, then took out the flying sword and began to refine it one by one.

As she practiced, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The cold moon hung over the sky, but fortunately there was no rain or fog.

However, at the end of this secret realm and the entrance to the next secret realm, some strange vibrations occurred from time to time. The two stuck corpses kept swaying in the water, and their eyeballs were pulled by the nerves, floating back and forth disorderly.

A strange and eerie atmosphere descended upon this place.

Pei Xuehan was on edge, and once he found anything unusual such as a strange noise, he would immediately send out his spiritual sense to scan the area.

With her protecting him, Song Yan can rest assured and recover from his injuries.

After one night, the corrosive power of "Fengyunfutu Miasma" had been completely consumed by him.

After another night, his strength was almost restored.

The golden light of the morning sun penetrated the floating clouds and fell on this ancient secret land, but the flood showed no signs of receding and seemed to be even rising.

Song Yan noticed that in just two days, the roof ridge that was originally completely exposed to the outside had been flooded to a small circle.

There was only room for a few people to stand in the circle, and Pei Xuehan changed from being on guard at a distance to standing in front of him, cautiously backing away with her pair of silver boots, fearing that they would be touched by the rising water.

Song Yan glanced across the water and stood up with his hands behind his back.

During the past two days, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also had some thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, looked into the faceless mask, and said directly: "Feng Chengzi, don't sleep!"

Although Feng Chengzi, as a remnant of divine consciousness, has existed for a long time, it is naturally impossible for him to be awake all the time. After supervising Song Cheng to "leave descendants for the Wuxiang clan", he is often in a deep sleep. Unless at a critical moment, or Song Yan calls him, he will not respond actively.

The divine thought floated out from the book pavilion and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

Song Yan directly enabled his "external visibility" permission, and told him what happened, then said: "If you still want me to save Tang Fan, don't hide it, and show me something real."

"Real stuff?" Feng Chengzi thought, "Isn't the 'Mind Escape' you have real stuff? Once you master this escape technique, you will be invincible among your peers! You can escape if you want to, and you can always take the initiative if you want to fight."

Song Yan said directly: "In your Wuxiang mask, the books on the lower shelf are the first level of inheritance, and the books on the upper shelf are the second level of inheritance, but the most important inheritance should be passed down by you, the Wuxiang Ancient Ancestor, right? This is the most important thing for your lineage."

Feng Chengzi said: "I am just a divine thought. It is not easy for me to remember so many things."

Song Yan said: "What's the matter with the Soul White Cave Crystal Jade?

Without a large-scale spiritual and spiritual explosion, it is impossible to produce this kind of crystal jade.

Tang Fan’s father’s realm should not be higher than mine, right?

May I ask what magic and power he used?"

Feng Chengzi couldn't help but said, "Boy, you are such a thief.

But even if I teach you, what if you still refuse to move forward?"

Song Yan smiled and said, “You should give it a try.

Xiao Tang is in front, Xiao Xiao Tang is still in the hands of my blood slave, and at least I have made a deal with you.

We have a foundation of trust, don’t we?”

Feng Chengzi was silent for a while, then said, "You have offended someone in the late Purple Mansion period, and you may not be able to get out of here alive. Even if you get out, what else can you do?"

Song Yan said: "What about you? What else can you do?

When I am killed, my soul will explode. If your formless mask is not destroyed by my soul, it will definitely fall into the hands of the corpse-eating wolves.

At that time, are you going to teach the Corpse Wolf Tribe these secret techniques?"

Feng Chengzi's expression changed several times, and then he cursed: "These secret techniques in my lineage require many trials to learn. Hey. Hey. Forget it, I'll teach you, can't I teach you?!"

a moment
Feng Chengzi told the story slowly and leisurely.

“In fact, this lineage and this secret technique are not passed on to everyone. It depends on the person.

If some juniors are not suitable for learning, I will not teach them. If they are suitable for learning, I will talk a little and see how they react. "

"Tang Fan's father is actually a genius in my lineage, and he is extremely suitable for this secret technique, so he was able to create the 'Spiritual White Cave Crystal Jade'."

Song Yan asked: "What is that?"

Feng Chengzi spoke word by word: "Soul Explosion Technique."

Song Yan:.
Feng Chengzi laughed and said, "Didn't expect that? There are also people in my Wuxiang lineage who play with souls.

The sacrificial formation for the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in your hand was deliberately released by Tang Fan's father in order to allow some people with ulterior motives to refine the banner for him, and then give it to little Tang Fan to use.

It was just an accident. He was attacked by his servants while making the 'Spiritual White Cave Crystal Jade'. Otherwise, how could he die so easily?"

Song Yan:.
Well, there is a sequel to this matter.

He went to the State of Chu and snatched away all of Tang Fan's opportunities.

At this time, he said: "Little Tangren is quite decent. Does he know that his father is such a person?"

Feng Chengzi said in a low voice, "Of course I don't know, his father has been trying to find a chance to tell Tang Fan, but he never did.

Oh, let’s not talk about it anymore, let’s talk about the Soul Resurrection Explosion Technique.”

"Soul Explosion Technique, one soul explodes, shattering all causal thoughts, the power of which is terrifying!
The explosion of a group of souls would cause a terrifying shock, so there is a chance that the White Cave Crystal Jade of the Soul would be born."

Song Yan said: "No wonder we need the Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

Feng Chengzi said: "The most difficult part of the Soul Explosion Technique is not actually the Soul Explosion, but the concentrated Soul Explosion.

Now that you have control over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you naturally know that even if you use the banner, you can only give a simple command to the evil spirits within it. As for how those evil spirits execute it, you have no control over it.

Just like a general leading an army, if he shouts "kill", the army will naturally rush forward to kill. But if you want to mobilize the army afterwards, you can only do it roughly using command flags.

In order to create the Soul White Cave Crystal Jade, it is necessary to stack soul explosions, that is, let the evil souls explode in the same place, which is extremely difficult.

Tang Fan's father worried a lot about this matter back then."

Song Yan raised his hand and suddenly grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The flag was over ten feet long, and the wind and fog were gloomy, making it look desolate and hazy.

He glanced at Pei Xuehan beside him and suddenly said, "I have too many secrets. I'll give you a chance. If you leave now, it will be as if we have never met. But if you want to stay, I'm afraid I won't be able to unlock your blood slave ancient talisman."

Pei Xuehan was stunned, nodded, and said: "Then don't untie it, I will always be your blood slave."

After saying this, she looked relieved, as if someone had finally made a choice for her.

Song Yan was also stunned and looked at her suspiciously.

Pei Xuehan blinked and looked away quietly, not looking at him.

The next moment, Song Yan suddenly looked up under the banner of more than 200,000 evil spirits, and strands of mysterious and colorful tiger patterns crawled out from his skin and covered his entire body.

He took a deep breath, and all the evil spirits came to his forehead.

Every one that comes, I tie up.

To tie one up is to transform an evil soul into a ghost.

But the spiritual world was soon full, so Song Yan returned the transformed ghosts to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and began to repeat the previous actions.

As he did this, he looked at Feng Chengzi, who was completely dumbfounded in the faceless mask, and asked calmly, "What if all the evil spirits in the banner are my accomplices?"

"you you you."

"This is the blood of the Tiger King!!"

Feng Chengzi screamed in shock, having lost his composure.

(End of this chapter)