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

Chapter 164 163. "Abnormal Version" of Wu Xiang Talent (8.1K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
Fire Worship Sect
Underground secret realm.

In the wilderness, Mu Lieyang's usually kind and friendly face flickered, one side was in darkness, and the other side was lit up by the red flames. His tall nose was silhouetted by the flames and reflected on the corner of his mouth, showing a weird and hideous look.

The pair of eyes gazed dimly at the flames burning the skeleton. After a moment, he sat cross-legged and began to practice the "Ghost Infant Sutra".

He suddenly seemed to remember something happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but then calmed down again.

There's nothing wrong with this happy thing.

Last year, he used the incomplete "Ghost Infant Sutra" to cheat a lot of ancient clan contribution points from the second generation ancestor of the Wuxiang ancient clan. Then he used some contribution points plus his own accumulated points to exchange for some important rare materials to strengthen the formation in front of him.

Fire Gathering Formation!!

At the cost of sacrificing powerful monks and draining the life of the entire sect and even the people in the area, he was able to take the last step - the ghost baby was transformed into a divine baby.

This step has been taken by all the successive leaders of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect. Either they train a powerful disciple and throw him into the fire, or the disciple retaliates and throws the master into the fire.

In short, either you become nutrients or I become nutrients.

The fighting continues.

But I have to do it.

This is because the core of this Lihuo Gathering Formation must be a cultivator who has practiced the "Ghost Infant Sutra".

However, even so, the time never came, because the fire was not strong enough! After so many twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of Mu Lieyang.

At this moment, as the "Ghost Infant Sutra" was running, Mu Lieyang only felt that strands of miserable red flames were twitching from the air like silk threads being peeled off a cocoon, flowing along his body, slowly crawling over his flesh and blood and even his soul.

An indescribable feeling of excitement came from my body and mind.

Mu Lieyang was also puzzled by this. He wondered whether this was the excitement caused by "burning life" or the excitement brought by "absorbing life", but after repeated research, he felt it was the latter.

Others burn their lives, this formation gathers lives, and he is sitting in the center of the formation, absorbing these lives to condense the ghost baby.

After a long time, Mu Lieyang let out a long sigh and slowly stood up. He raised his hand and grabbed a special piece of paper from the void, looked at it repeatedly, then put it away and stepped out of this underground secret realm.

After a while, a beautiful woman in a snow-white gauze dress walked in outside the hall. She cheered when she saw him, stepped on the ground on tiptoe, and fell lightly into his arms. Her plump and soft buttocks sank skillfully and fell on his strong thighs.

The soft hands gently embrace and hook around the neck.

"Don't let him get suspicious." Mu Lieyang said coldly.

Wang Susu pursed her lips in grievance and said, "I miss the Sect Master, but that little brat is not manly at all and is not even a hair of the Sect Master."

Mu Lieyang asked, "Did he make any more requests?"

Wang Susu said: "It was fire or something. He asked for some and said he was interested in the fire."

Mu Lieyang snorted coldly and said, "It seems that he is not completely a second-generation rich man. He is quite perceptive. Give him some time to grow. He has a promising future."

Wang Susu laughed and said, "How can I compare to you, Sect Master?"

Mu Lieyang said, "Let's talk business."

Wang Susu said, "I followed your instructions and finally twisted him around. Otherwise, he would have really started practicing the Fire Viewing Technique."

Mu Lieyang said: "He is a second-generation rich man who came to give contribution points. He is a clay Buddha who helps me to guard the sect. We can't really let him practice the "Ghost Infant Sutra". If something goes wrong, won't those old monsters of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan come to trouble me?

Susu, you were able to trick him into bed, which is a great feat. With your ability, you will surely make him fall head over heels in love with you.

You can find some opportunities to be mysterious and sell him some of my sect's other skills so that he can pay more contribution points. I can still use them.

At the same time, please pay attention to Princess Xi's movements as much as possible. If there is anything special, remember to report to me."

"Yes, Sect Master." Wang Susu said coquettishly, and then asked, "When will you fulfill the Purple Mansion opportunity you promised me?"

Mu Lieyang said, "It's almost time, don't rush me."

Wang Susu nodded, then moved her hips, got off him, twisted her waist, and staggered out the door.

Mu Lieyang stared at the twisting buttocks, and an inexplicable evil feeling rose in his heart.

This woman is really top-notch on the bed, perfect for seducing young boys.

Let that young boy pay contribution points. At the same time, with him in the Snow Country, no matter what I do, he is also bound to me. If we are unlucky, we will be unlucky together. Hey
Mu Lieyang laughed “hehe”.

The red flames burned in the surrounding wall lamps, burning the discarded paper puppets and even some tiny bones, and it was hard to tell whether they were human or animal knuckles. In line with the principle of waste utilization, Mu Lieyang needed to use all their remaining power for the sacrifice.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a heavy breath coming from outside the hall, footsteps rumbling, and the ground shaking.

Mu Lieyang frowned slightly, then put on a kind smile and hurried out of the hall.

When he looked up, he saw Princess Xi standing outside the door.

Mu Lieyang bowed and said with a smile: "What gust of wind brings you here today?"

Princess Xi said in a muffled voice, "I am here to say goodbye on behalf of my master."

"Farewell?"

Mu Lieyang was struck by lightning and was stunned for a while. Then he said, "Is it because I didn't treat you well enough? You have only lived here for more than a year, how come..."

Princess Xi said in a muffled voice, "The master said he was tired of living here and wanted to move to another place."

Wood cracking sun:
He had a feeling that all his plans had failed and his calculations were completely messed up.

He laughed and said, "I will go to see the envoy in person. There are many interesting places in my snow country, which the envoy may not know."

Princess Xi said, "My master said that we are tired of the mountains and waters of Baibulaki every day. Can Master Mu stop the snow in the Snow Country?"

Mu Lieyang said: "That's not possible."

Princess Xi added, "The master really likes Elder Wang who sleeps with him. Please name a price."

Mu Lieyang said angrily: "This, this is our sect's elder, how could he possibly sell it?"

Princess Xi said, "She doesn't have much time left, right? And the Nine Palaces blood is just ordinary blood, it's trash among trash. I guess the Sect Master doesn't really want to give her the right to use the Xuanxin when it's her turn, right?"

Mu Lieyang became more and more angry: "This is the elder that we worked so hard to train to the late stage of the Crimson Palace!"

Princess Xi threatened coldly, "You really don't want to sell it?"

Mu Lieyang stopped talking immediately.

He quickly calculated in his mind, and after going through it, he was sure that Wang Susu didn't know the true secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, so he sighed and nodded, saying: "Since the envoy likes it, it is also a blessing for Elder Wang. How about this, I don't want more, just this amount."

He held up three fingers and sighed, "Three"

Before he finished speaking, a token was thrown over.

Mu Lieyang grabbed it and found that there were only 300 ancient clan contribution points. He frowned immediately. He wanted 3,000. What was 300?
Princess Xi didn't wait for him to speak, she sneered and scolded him: "You sold the broken technique and earned so many contribution points for nothing, so I won't pursue it. Don't push your luck!"

After saying that, she stomped the ground hard and went away amid the rumbling thunder.

A few days later.
The sword practitioners of Nanwu Jianmen, who had only settled in Zhengyang Peak for more than a year, set out again, following the flying chariot into the distance.

The sword cultivators were not without complaints.

Because Zhengyang Peak is actually quite good everywhere, they don't understand why the young master of the ancient clan said he would move to another place when he didn't encounter any danger.

Not only that, there weren't even any signs of danger.

Isn’t it good that the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect is just thriving now that it has a new leader?

The sword practitioners could only think that the young master of the ancient clan was too willful. He did whatever he wanted and wasted his time on cultivation.

Song Yan didn't care about what others thought. He didn't sit leisurely in the flying chariot at this moment. Instead, he sat there carefully, stiffly and respectfully, because An Li was looking at him opposite him.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, let alone a devil?

Song Yan is the kind of person who, once he realizes something is wrong, will not want to leave because of laziness, no matter how much effort it takes, but will continue to maintain the status quo with the thought that "it should be fine".

He likes stability, but if he smells the signs of crisis, he will immediately analyze the risks in his mind. If he thinks this crisis can kill him, he will react, make a decision, and then act as quickly as possible.

After seeing the "demon baby" and "sacrifice", and realizing that the destruction of the entire Snow Country, and even the Ice Wasteland, and the Lingbo clan might be a "grand plan" that has been "planned for thousands of years".

His first reaction was to jump out.

In the past, he had no choice. Every time he "jumped out", it was accompanied by great difficulties and he had to pay a price. But now he can jump whenever he wants.

Not only can he jump whenever he wants, but he can even take the other party's elders away at will.

The improvement of status will bring many conveniences, even for those who practice Xuanzang.

This is authority.

An Li was still looking at him.

An Li is no longer the same as before. She is no longer innocent. Even though she looks at her lover tenderly and lovingly, her eyes still reflect the vicissitudes of life accumulated over the years.

There was a sadness in those eyes, as if a heart was dead.

That sadness is the result of a hundred years of waiting for old age.

Originally, this decline would have continued forever, but the moment she recognized Senior Brother Bai, she seemed to have started to grow backwards, and the innocent buds grew again in her sad eyes.

She blinked her big eyes, as if she was shocked when she first saw the "bad guy", and now she was staring at the boy in front of her with curiosity.

Song Yan coughed, and a shadow puppet flew out from outside the chariot.

"Come in."

The shadow puppet fell behind the curtain, revealing the appearance of a beautiful woman in a white dress.

Song Yan said: "Tell me, did I touch you? I order you to tell the truth!"

Wang Susu was stunned and praised: "Master is really a special man. A pervert like Mu Zongzhu would pounce on me as soon as he saw me, but Master was indifferent, even if I flirted with him. Mu Zongzhu is really not as good as Master."

Song Yan looked at An Li and said, "So, everything you heard and saw was... ahem, all to appease the sect master. Otherwise, how could he sell Elder Wang to me so easily?
If you don't want anything, you will want something else.

If I wasn't greedy for Elder Wang's beauty, then it must be the secret of his sect.

In this case, he will not let anyone go.”

Wang Susu clapped her hands and said, "Master is truly wise and powerful."

After that, she raised her hand and flipped through the air, pulling out a formation rubbing diagram, handed it over with both hands, and said, "Please take a look."

Song Yan took it and narrowed his eyes. Seeing Wang Susu lowering her eyes and wanting to speak but stopping, and seeing An Li trying to get up as if to avoid her, he said, "Just say it directly. There's no need to avoid her."

Wang Susu looked at An Li in surprise.

She really didn't understand why such a young lady would be valued by her master?

However, she still said directly: "The old man thought I knew nothing, but after so many years, how could I not get a chance?
I quietly copied down this diagram.

I don’t quite know what this formation is, and I didn’t dare to go out and ask anyone, but I know that this must be the core secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect.”

Song Yan said: "You betrayed your old boss so decisively?"

Wang Susu covered her lips and laughed like a silver bell: "The man who coveted me wanted me to cheat the master's money, and he dragged his feet and didn't give me what he promised. I can't say that I betrayed him, right? I just suffered a lot of injustice."

After that, she looked at Song Yan with her beautiful eyes and smiled, "Master is the only one who has not touched me or bullied me. Naturally, I will be loyal to you and swear allegiance to you until death."

Hearing the eight words "loyal and devoted, swearing allegiance until death", Song Yan laughed out loud.

If he kills a BOSS, he climbs up one step; if Junior Sister Susu sleeps with a man, she climbs up one step.

Now Junior Sister Susu must be eager to sleep with him.

At this moment, Wang Susu's eyes showed hurt, and she sighed softly and said, "Susu knows that the master will not believe it, but time will prove that everything Susu said is true."

Song Yan glanced at An Li and found that An Li was looking at him, so he restrained the laughter he wanted to burst out, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "Okay."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Reward."

He waved his hand, and Wang Susu reluctantly stepped out of the flying chariot.

Song Yan took out the printed formation diagram, looked at it, and put it away temporarily.

In any case, he no longer needs to be in such a hurry, no longer needs to carry his head in his hands, walk on the tightrope with the madness of a desperado, and dance on the edge of a knife.

He still has a lot of time.

An Li was still looking at him.

As she watched, An Li suddenly showed a distressed expression.

In her heart, Senior Brother Bai was actually quite naive. But now... How much pain had Senior Brother Bai gone through to become what he is now?
Originally, she was still worried that Senior Brother Bai would be exposed for possessing the body of a disciple of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

But now it seems that Senior Brother Bai will never reveal the truth.
Senior Brother Bai is a real descendant of a big family, unfathomable and free and easy. Others think that Senior Brother Bai left because he was willful, but she knows that Senior Brother Bai has a deeper meaning.

into the night.

The flying chariot was still in the Snow Country area, and now it landed at a rather mysterious mountain area to rest for a while.

The bonfire was rising, and the sword practitioners sat cross-legged in meditation, surrounding the flying chariot in the center.

In the chariot, Song Yan and An Li were whispering, and the latter was talking about the past of Jianmen in Nanwu.

This past event was nothing more than a change from the original struggle with the Puppet Sect to cooperation, and then jointly opened the ancient teleportation array to connect the north and the south. The struggle was because there were only the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect on that piece of land, and after the Puppet Sect knew about the ancient teleportation array, it wanted to control the Nanwu Sword Sect to control the ancient teleportation array, and the cooperation was... The demons went south and had no time to breathe.

And the stories of some of these people slowly unfolded before Song Yan's eyes.

Tian Xiaojiu's niece Tian Xiaoling had no chance to practice because her family was wiped out when she entered the sect. So when Jianmen was in seclusion, she and a good senior brother entered the world of mortals and never returned.

Cao Yuzhuang, since she escaped from the old demon Song Yan and brought back many magic skills, she has been in charge of those magic skills, including corpse raising, paper figurines, shadow puppetry and other skills. Later, when the demons moved south and the Jin Kingdom was about to fall, Cao Yuzhuang left alone with a sword and ambushed and killed all the escaping Jin royal family, which was regarded as revenge for the destruction of the country. Afterwards, she was hunted by demons and disappeared. The last time she was sent by the communication stone, she seemed to be near the East China Sea.

Su Yao had been practicing hard. After she followed the sect to a new territory near the Ice Realm Wasteland, she continued to practice hard. She reached the middle stage of the Crimson Palace thirty years ago. She was unwilling to see the sect decline, so she wanted to take the risk of taking the Crimson Palace Pill with powerful demon blood, thinking that if she became stronger, she would definitely be able to support the sect. In order to increase the success rate of the Crimson Palace Pill and remove the poison in it as much as possible, An Li listed some more materials. But those materials were extremely expensive, and the extremely poor Nanwu Jianmen could not afford them at all. So Su Yao went alone to the ruins of the Lingbo Ancient Clan in the Ice Realm Wasteland to look for opportunities and try her luck. But she never came back.

As for the Puppet Sect
Although Wang Susu didn't say much, Song Yan roughly guessed the direction.

After joining the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, elders such as Blood Granny and Bronze Beard were outsiders, so they did not get the right to use the Xuanxin, and then they died of old age one by one.

Wang Susu took the initiative to sell all the inheritance of the Puppet Sect, and then clung to the old sect leader. Later, in the struggle between the old and the new, she helped Mu Lieyang kill the old sect leader, and thus clung to Mu Lieyang's leg.

Of course, Junior Sister Susu herself would never admit this, it was all Song Yan's guess.

Junior Sister Su Su is very good at changing her attitude according to the situation, following the trend, and avoiding danger. She is a real scourge. If she hadn't been unable to get around the hurdle of the Crimson Palace Dan poison and her own Nine Palace blood was ordinary blood, I'm afraid that Mu Lieyang would have really been moved and helped her break through the Purple Mansion Realm. As An Li was talking, she felt a wave of fatigue.

It had been a long time since she had slept so soundly every night as she had recently.

After she closed her eyes, Song Yan gently took the blanket and covered her with it. These actions made him feel that his thoughts were changing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an idea coming to him.

This was Princess Xi’s idea.

"Master, I have mentioned your request to the tribe.

Song Yan lifted the curtain and walked out, coming to Princess Xi who was in the shadow of the snow forest not far away, and said, "Speak directly."

Princess Xi said, "You want to live in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's enclosure, but that place is not accessible to even our own people."

"Easy?" Song Yan said, "Just state your request."

Princess Xi said: "Either you have to make great contributions or pass the talent test. Even if you are the master, you still need to be tested. This test is not a test of the soul talent, but a test of the talent of my Wuxiang clan.

The specific test content should be to randomly select a few spells, and after casting them once, let the tester simulate them with the formless secret technique, and then evaluate them based on the simulation. Those who pass the test can live permanently in the tribe's captive area with up to five servants. "

Song Yan closed his eyes slightly.

After randomly selecting the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, but discovering that even the randomly selected place was in danger, he naturally turned his attention to "the best place in the territories of the fifteen countries of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan" - the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's captive land.

The Wuxiang Ancient Clan’s captive area is a mountain area with abundant mysterious energy and superb terrain, named—Gushan Mountain.

Mount Gushan is not big, with a total of three peaks, but it has all five elements of mysterious energy and two mysterious veins on the left and right. It can be said to be a top-notch blessed land that captures the essence of heaven and earth.

Under the arrangement of formations by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the five elements of mysterious energy formed five special places for mysterious energy cultivation, surrounding the three peaks.

There is grassland at the foot of the peak.

On the grassland there is a small country with simple folk customs and protection - Qinghuan Kingdom.

In addition, there are many secret places.

The blood of the monsters in the ponds in those secret realms is quite rare. It is a special tribute from the ancient Wuxiang clan and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

One of the "Nine Bloods of Dragon and Elephant" that Song Yan needed was obtained from the secret realm.

Because this place is very small, it has always existed as a reward place for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The ancestors did not need this kind of place very much, but it is an excellent blessed land for the little creatures below.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Tell the clan that I want to test it."

Princess Xi looked at the young man in front of her and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."

A few months later, the flying chariot crossed most of the vassal states of the Wuxiang ancient tribe, arrived at the grassland in the far west, and stopped at an open space at the foot of Mount Guye.

After waiting for a day, Princess Xi brought Song Yan to the testing site.

An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man soon arrived.

The middle-aged man was Tang Xiaokong.

"Is Han'er going to challenge Mount Guye now?"

"Yes."

"I remember when we left, you were at the seventh level of Xuan practice. How about now?"

"Ninth floor."

Song Yan exerted his strength slightly, revealing the aura of the ninth level.

The ancestor of the Wuxiang clan, Yinze, can only restrain his aura but cannot enhance it.

Tang Xiaokong turned his head to look at Princess Xi, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked, "Girl Xi, is this what you mean by lack of cultivation?"

Princess Xi scratched her head naively and said, "He didn't practice much."

As she spoke, she was looking at Tang Xiaokong, but subconsciously she looked at the young man.

The boy was silent.

The old man said, "In two years, he has advanced from the seventh level of Xuan Lian to the ninth level. Even if he has consumed resources, he is still a genius. Could it be that he has the Xuan Tian root?"

Tang Xiaokong said: "This is your fourth uncle Tang Xiaoping."

Song Yan said respectfully: "Fourth Uncle, I am only a Dixuan root."

He had already figured out that the person with the highest status here was not Tang Xiaokong, nor his fourth uncle with gray hair, but that young man.

Monks cannot judge age by appearance.

For example, someone whose lifespan is a thousand years old still looks like a young man even if he is over four hundred years old.

A person who is five thousand years old is still a young man even if he is two thousand years old.

This young man had a handsome appearance, but his eyes were as vast as the sea and brighter than the stars. Standing there, it seemed that the boundary between himself and the world was blurred, as if he was both inside the world and outside it.

Tang Xiaokong looked at the most distinguished young man and seemed to take two steps back.

The young man said calmly: “I just heard that Yin Yang Xuan Long watched him for ten breaths, and I also heard that he was arrogant and domineering, and actually wanted to test Guye Mountain with the realm of practicing Xuan, so I became a little interested.

It just so happened that I was about to go east and passed by this place, so I took a detour to be a witness and also to take a look.

You don't need to care about me or call me anything.

My Wuxiang Ancient Clan is not a place where seniority is respected. Don't be upset because of your ancestors or grandfathers.

Young people should be young and wild. If they can walk in the clouds, they should be above all other living beings. Why should they be humble?

Ancestors? Grandfathers? They are just something to be trampled underfoot.

If you don't even have this bit of courage, what's the point of practicing Xuan, what's the point of fighting?"

There was a calm tone of voice filled with an air of authority and majesty, as if everything was natural.

Tang Xiaokong and his fourth uncle did not refute the young man's words at all.

The young man sat casually on a piece of bluestone, as if he had been separated from the world. Even though he was there, he seemed to have completely disappeared. As long as people did not look at him, even their spiritual sense could not detect his existence.

Tang Xiaokong also stepped aside, and the old man stepped forward, looked at Song Yan and said: "Since you are practicing Xuan, then I will show you the magic of practicing Xuan.
These spells were collected by our clan over thousands of years. They are the most difficult and obscure secret techniques in the realm of Xuan.

Even if you are a member of the Wuxiang clan in the Crimson Palace Realm, don't think you can use it after just looking at it once.

Of course, there are some things that Zi Fu cannot imitate without watching them several times.

Isn't that right, Third Brother? "

The old man turned his head and glanced at Tang Xiaokong.

Tang Xiaokong said speechlessly: "Damn it, that's my son, not me."

The old man said, "Didn't you also have to watch it twice before you could imitate it?"

After that, the old man looked at Song Yan again and said seriously: “What I just said was just the first test spell.

There are three in total today, each one more difficult than the last.

I learned these spells specifically for testing my disciples, and I can tell you, they are difficult.

Young people should be wild, but they should also have ambition.

Don't let your madness ruin your spirit. You need to be calm when doing things. Don't act rashly or you will lose your spirit if you are not 100% sure.

Heart Qi is easily damaged but difficult to replenish.

So, are you sure you want to try it?"

Song Yan nodded.

The future is long and uncertain, and he does not think that he will always have time to rest. He must take advantage of this favorable situation to occupy more resources and cultivate more strength.

Tang Xiaoping said: "I will act it out once, and give you one stick of incense time, and then you can fight me.

We use the same moves.

I will suppress my power to the same level as yours, and as long as you can tie with me, you will pass."

Song Yan said: "Fourth uncle, please."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and began to read attentively.

All of a sudden, the old man in front of him and all the mysterious energy contained in the air around him turned into wisps of lines.

Soon, the mysterious energy in the air faded away, leaving only the old man.

All the mysterious energy trajectories around the old man fell into his eyes.

Tang Xiaoping said: "Watch it carefully!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand, and as his palm trembled, the mysterious energy folded. The continuous trembling of his palm caused the mysterious energy to fold.

The old man spun around again, as if embracing the stars and the moon. The accumulated mysterious energy not only did not disperse, but instead seemed to have entered a cycle, starting a new round of superposition.

In the process of superposition, the power in the old man's hands increased at a terrifying speed, because he was just accumulating it but not dissipating it, so it became stronger and stronger.

Song Yan was in a state of unconsciousness, and all the people and objects around him seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the track of the mysterious energy on the old man.

The formless talent quickly extracted the trajectories of these mysterious energies and automatically practiced them in Song Yan's mind.

After a moment, the old man stopped.

Song Yan closed his eyes.

The sky and earth are still, the wind blows the clouds and the long grass is as sharp as a knife.

When it was almost an incense stick of time, the panel in Song Yan's mind suddenly jumped and new information emerged.

Spells

Xuanshan Jiudie (Not yet introduced) (Imitation)
"Imitation state" means that Song Yan can directly use magic, but this magic is just imitated and he cannot grasp the true meaning of it.

The three words "not yet entered the door" illustrate this point well. He can only imitate it with his own strength, but he has not really learned it.

Song Yan did not hesitate at all. All his attention was focused on the "Nine Folds of Xuanshan" and he began to deduce it directly based on his lifespan.

In fact, with his current spiritual strength, he could have basically mastered the "Yinxi Sword Technique" of Mo Jianmen after just one reading, and could complete it in one day of practice.

However, it took him 10 years to complete the "Xuanshan Jiudie".

He was not satisfied and spent another 55 years to make further progress.

In a blink of an eye, the panel changes:
Spells

"Ten Layers of Xuanshan Mountain Transformed into Mulberry Field" (Complete) (First Successful Deduction)
"Are you ready?"

Tang Xiaoping asked.

Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Okay, Fourth Uncle."

After the two words were spoken, the young man and the old man stood apart.

Tang Xiaoping waved his hand, signaling Song Yan to take the first move.

Song Yan shook his head.

He is testing someone now, not killing someone. Testing should be done honestly, while killing someone requires cunning and deceit.

Tang Xiaoping smiled and stepped forward.

One step is as fast as the wind, the body is light and agile, the hands spin, embracing the stars and the moon, with mysterious energy superimposed.

Song Yan almost copied his movements.

The two approached quickly.

Tang Xiaokong nodded with satisfaction, but then, as if he realized something, he took a breath, then bent over, leaned forward, squinted and watched Song Yan's movements carefully, as if he was trying to figure out something.

Soon, Song Yan and Tang Xiaoping came into contact with each other.

It was just the contact of hands, but it was like the collision of two mountains.

The two men flipped their palms repeatedly. The movements were simple and the speed was not fast, but every time they flipped, the weight of the mountain increased.

The weight on the two men's hands was becoming more and more exaggerated. It was obvious that they were just performing a move out of thin air, but every time they turned their hands, the sense of oppression was rising rapidly.

Most of the spells at the Xuan level are one-time only. How can there be such snowball-like spells?

Tang Xiaokong looked carefully and saw that his fourth brother had a serious expression on his face, with deep frowns on his brows. Although his movements were unimpeded, his body was tense, and he felt like he was fighting passively and hastily.

He was obviously the tester, but now he seemed to have become the one being tested.

Because the boy's hands always rumbled past like a mountain, and he was fighting back quickly.

After nine moves, all the accumulated power exploded completely.

Tang Xiaoping was directly shaken away, with his hands behind his back, floating in the wind and falling far away.

He looked forward again, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Not only him, but also Tang Xiaokong and Princess Xi had their eyes widened.

Because Song Yan didn't move.

The exploding force disappeared out of thin air in front of him.

It was as if thousands of mountains suddenly turned into flat ground, without any power left.

How is this imitation, how is this formlessness?

This is clearly "use their method, add three points, and then apply it to them"!
(End of this chapter)