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

Chapter 165 164. Talent crushes, two demons meet (8.2K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
The wind blew the grass away, until it was as tall as a person's knees. The young man took off the crown he usually wore and threw it away, letting his black hair dance wildly. Facing the four gazes that suddenly focused on him, he clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle, next trick."

"It's easy to be arrogant and reckless, but it's hard to be polite. You can draw inferences from one example, which is really excellent. Good!"

Tang Xiaoping praised him, then looked at him deeply, and then said kindly, "Xiao Han, even if you fail the next two tests, you don't need to blame yourself. The name of Yin Yang Xuanlong Ten Breath is well-deserved. In time, you will definitely be a pillar of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan."

His words were filled with endless love and care, which served as a barrier for the young man in front of him, in order to prevent him from getting hurt if he failed the next two tests.

Tang Xiaoping couldn't help but glance at Tang Xiaokong and praised him: "Third brother, you have found a good son."

Tang Xiaokong laughed out loud.

Tang Xiaoping turned around and said, "Xiao Han, the second method, watch out."

Song Yan said politely, "Fourth Uncle, please."

Tang Xiaoping said "hmm" and then raised his hand.

The trajectory of the mysterious energy around him began to flow again.

But it is just a flow, not like Xuanshan Jiudie which requires hand gestures to "stack the qi".

Tang Xiaoping just stood there quietly, but this time the movement was not only complicated, but also special. If an ordinary cultivator saw it, they would think that the old man was just standing there leisurely and doing nothing.

Song Yan hurriedly activated his "Formless Talent" to watch carefully.

He seemed calm, but he was actually nervous. He just really needed the "Gushan Residence Rights" because the Xuan Xiu world was full of dangers. Even if you picked a place at random, you would be involved in the local treacherous clouds intentionally or unintentionally, and either become someone else's pawn or be affected. Only the private land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan would be relatively pure land.

In his eyes, the trajectory of the mysterious energy around the old man not far away was revealed one by one.

The trajectory weaved rapidly, forming a strange funnel.

The upper end is on the old man, and the lower end is rooted in the earth.

To the extent that, although the old man was clearly standing there, he was quickly merging into the surrounding land.

This kind of magic is really unheard of. Even though Song Yan has searched through all the books in the Three Kingdoms, Da Chu, and even Feng Chengzi's lineage, he has never found magic of this level. Obviously, this magic is a top-grade magic that the entire Wuxiang ancient clan has dug out from some unknown corner in the past five thousand years.

The next moment, the old man walked slowly, and when he reached a small hill several dozen feet high, he stopped, reached out his hands to the side of the hill, and gently lifted it up.
boom!
The earth trembled.

The soil rustled and the surrounding monsters ran wildly.

The mountain was getting higher and higher, and there was a "crackling" sound coming from the soil, obviously the roots of the mountain were breaking.

Then the old man let go and pressed the mountain back, and the breaking sound disappeared.

After Tang Xiaoping finished all this, he turned his head and smiled at Song Yan and said, "Xiao Han, this method of carrying a mountain is just a small application, and the mystery behind it is infinite.

I studied this method and immersed myself in it. I felt it was so wonderful that I even forgot to practice. That is why I am now gray-haired and have no hope of reaching the Divine Infant realm in this lifetime.

Of course, this is enough to illustrate the interest of this method.

Who would have thought that someone at the level of Lian Xuan could carry a mountain?"

He raised his hand, his old eyes sparkled, and he smiled and said, "This little Lianxuan level really has a lot of exquisite and unique skills, and even surpasses the Jiang Palace's magic in terms of complexity."

He had just finished speaking and was about to say more when he was interrupted by Tang Xiaokong standing beside him.

"Old Four, don't mislead the child!"

Tang Xiaoping was stunned for a moment, sighed lightly, and said nothing more.

Tang Xiaokong looked at Song Yan seriously and said, "Han'er, what your fourth uncle said makes sense, but it also doesn't make sense.

It makes sense in that there are indeed many extremely sophisticated magic spells hidden in the Lian Xuan level. It is really sensational to be able to carry mountains at the Lian Xuan level.

But what doesn't make sense is that Lian Xuan is Lian Xuan after all, even if it is the magic of the Crimson Palace bloodline, it can be broken by force.

Lian Xuan, the method of Jiangong, is the basis of Zifu attack.

Zi Fu attacks with thoughts, and each thought is an independent you casting a spell.

The magic you cast can only be found in the Crimson Palace, and it is impossible to use it at the Lianxuan level.

Therefore, no matter how skillfully one practices the mysterious level magic, it is nothing more than a strange and obscene skill.

Your fourth uncle was obsessed with these strange and lewd skills and was not doing his job properly, which delayed his cultivation.

From now on, you must pay attention to these things on your path of cultivation. Don’t linger on the wild flowers by the roadside and stop to forget to move forward, thus following the old path of your fourth uncle.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and said, "Fourth Brother, Han'er is extremely talented. I am saying this for the sake of the clan. You guys continue."

The air became quiet.

Tang Xiaoping said calmly: "This method takes half an hour."

Immediately, he began to wait.

Song Yan closed his eyes and used his formless talent to rehearse the trajectory of Tang Xiaoping's mysterious technique over and over in his mind.

Funnel gas shape.

Man and land are one.

He deduced it again and again but couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, a thought came into his mind: that Qi was not ordinary Qi, but earth Qi extracted from the earth. When Fourth Uncle walked, he did not walk fast because he had merged with the surrounding land, rooted in the earth more deeply than the old trees on the mountains. So he did not walk fast; therefore, when he attacked, it was not just him attacking, but also the power of the earth.

But, is this really the power that can be used by those who have reached the Profound Realm?
If you don't attain enlightenment, you won't be able to master this magic even if you practice for your entire life, right?

Among the mysterious techniques practiced by Song Yan, the first one he recommended was the "Hundred Aspects Demon Body" derived from the "Hundred Aspects Divine Control".

The "Hundred-Aspect Demon Body" can be practiced in the early stage of Xuan training, and the threshold is extremely low, but as long as there is a strong enough shadow puppet, it is extremely powerful even in the late stage of the Crimson Palace. After entering the Purple Mansion Realm, this method cannot improve the attack of thoughts, but it can continue to strengthen the body.

However, Song Yan felt that compared to this method, "Bai Xiang Shen Yu" was not even worthy of carrying shoes.

How terrifying is the power that can be deduced from this method?

A hint of joy flashed through his heart.

Powerful strength is the source of his sense of security.

He put aside all distractions and devoted himself to the deduction.

Nearly half an hour later, a drop of sweat had already appeared on his temple.

Perhaps it was because time was running out, and his extra anxiety gave him a boost of insight, allowing him to display the name of the technique on the panel almost at the last moment.

Spells

Chen Gen Lian Shan Fa (Not yet started) (Imitation)
Song Yan quickly used his wisdom to continue his comprehension.

After investing 70 years of his life, he perfected the "Chen Gen Lian Shan Method".

After 350 years of life, the panel was updated.

Spells

The Wind and the Mountain Move (Complete) (First Successful Deduction)
The moment he realized this method, Song Yan also understood the characteristics of this method.

Gen means mountain.

Lianshan means there are mountains above and below.

Therefore, this method uses mysterious energy to weave from the depths of the earth and penetrate into oneself, so that one can merge into the earth and possess the power of the earth.

However, in his first deduction, he used the "weaving method" in reverse, from top to bottom.

Above is the wind.

Wind belongs to wood.

Weave down with the wind and blend yourself into the wind.

In this way, one mind performs two tasks at the same time, and the two weaves rise up simultaneously, as if melting into the earth, as if in the wind, seemingly still but actually moving, light and agile but heavy.

This is called the movement of wind and mountain.

Anyone who fought against him seemed to be fighting against the ground beneath his feet and the wind around him.

Song Yan felt that this method was already at the same level as the "Hundred-Aspect Demon Body", except that the "Hundred-Aspect Demon Body" relied on the accumulation of shadow puppets, while this "Wind and Mountain Movement" relied on heaven and earth. If this "Wind and Mountain Movement" could be deduced again, it would definitely be far better than the "Hundred-Aspect Demon Body".

"time up."

Tang Xiaoping's voice came.

Song Yan didn't say much. He stood still and directly performed the Wind Mountain Movement. At that moment, the two energies of Earth Mystery and Wood Mystery were suddenly born, forming two overlapping "funnels".

Song Yan looked at the mountain that Tang Xiaoping had just moved and took a step forward.

Whoosh!
He reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

Tang Xiaoping frowned.

Because with just this one move, he knew that the boy in front of him probably didn't comprehend it at all. Because the "Shen Gen Lian Shan Fa" was integrating the earth, the speed was very slow, how could it be so fast?
The next moment, Song Yan grabbed the side of the mountain with both hands, raised his waist slightly, and pulled gently.

Suddenly, the earth shook, the wind howled, and the roots of the mountains crackled.

Tang Xiaoping blinked his eyes and felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

That's a strong sense of contradiction.

On the one hand, he felt that the boy's imitation was wrong, but on the other hand, he felt that the boy was not wrong, not only right, but also couldn't be more right.

The mountain was lifted up slightly, then put down again.

Song Yan asked: "Uncle, did you pass the test?"

Tang Xiaoping thought for a long time, and finally said: "Xiao Han? What's wrong with you? Why do I feel that you are right and wrong at the same time?"

Song Yan bowed and slowly told his feelings. At the end, he said: "I watched Fourth Uncle weave a method to rise from the earth, so I spent an incense stick of time to understand this method. But seeing that there was still time, I suddenly had an idea. I thought, what if I use the same method with a slight change to rise from the sky? Then... That's it."

Tang Xiaoping:
Princess Xi:
Tang Xiaokong, who was also listening attentively, said:
The sitting boy stood up suddenly.

These four people are monsters that are more evil than the other, but at this moment, they all feel the crushing pressure from higher-level monsters in terms of talent.

Unfortunately, this talent is not a aptitude like Xuan Gen, but a kind of enlightenment that comes from the soul, which is something that others cannot take away even if they take over the body.

Tang Xiaoping said in a trembling voice: "You can even draw inferences from the "Shen Gen Lian Shan Fa"? And you can even connect it to the sky? Not only did you connect it to the sky, but you also succeeded?"

His tone became higher and higher with each sentence, and his pronunciation had a strange, high-pitched feeling.

Tang Xiaokong asked: "You not only imitated, but also created? And you succeeded in your creation?"

Princess Xi blinked and looked at Song Yan, as if she was seeing him for the first time.

The three of them suddenly looked at the young man not far away at the same time.

The young man looked at Song Yan seriously, and after a long while he said, "My name is Tang Yanzhang. If I had met you a thousand years ago, you and I would have been brothers. We would have walked together today. What a pity."

He sighed and shook his head, then said: "It's a pity that I have to go east now and can't wait for you."

As he was talking, he laughed again and said, "But I believe that you will definitely come, so I will wait for you in the East for five hundred years."

Song Yan said: "Why do we have to go to the East?"

Tang Yanzhang stared at the sky in a trance and said slowly, "The East is close to the truth of the ancient race's birth and death. Every member of the ancient race must go to the East if they don't want their race to perish."

Song Yan said: "Lingbo, have the Dragon and Elephant tribes been there before?"

Tang Yanzhang said: “The Lingbo Ancient Clan was originally a member of the Ancient Sword Clan community in the mountains. That place was once the most powerful overlord alliance on this land and the leader of the Ancient Clan Alliance.

But since the extermination of the Lingbo Ancient Clan more than a thousand years ago, all the ancient sword clan communities in the mountains have moved to the north.

As for me, I will first go to the old site of the ancient sword tribe in the mountains, then turn north to explore its secrets to ensure the long-term prosperity of my Wuxiang tribe."

Tang Xiaokong suddenly said: "Xiao Han, this is our ancestor."

He didn't say it before because the young man refused to reveal it. Now that the young man has revealed his identity, he must step forward and let the younger generation call for help.

Song Yan bowed and was about to greet him, but Tang Yanzhang waved his hand and said, "Don't shout!"

Tang Xiaokong knew that the ancestor had a strange temper and often said shocking things, so he didn't say much.

Tang Yanzhang said: "Five hundred years later, you and I will meet in the East. Then you can call me brother. Don't call me anything now. It's meaningless!"

Song Yan bowed and said, "Yes."

Tang Yanzhang raised his hand and threw out a five-colored token.

Tang Xiaoping was stunned and said, "Ancestor, you have only passed two of the three tests."

Tang Yanzhang said: "It doesn't matter whether he passes the third gate or not, this kid is qualified to live here."

After saying that, he pouted and said, "You still don't want to get the residence order?"

Song Yan took the token and said, "Thank you."

He also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after just two tests, he had successfully obtained the "Gushan Residency Rights".

However, he also secretly sighed at the vastness of the world. The Tang Patriarch in front of him was obviously a Divine Infant Realm existence, but even he had to go east to investigate. And according to what he said, the ancient sword community in the mountains must also have a Divine Infant Realm. But they all disappeared on this continent and went north.

Since the North can determine the survival of the ancient clan, there is no doubt that it can completely control the ancient clan.

He joined the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, gained protection, and obtained great benefits and convenience, but at the same time he also took on some of the karma of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Just like those who were close to him, Song Yan, would inevitably take on the karma of him. If the crisis of suppressing him, Song Yan, came, those related people would be implicated.

The Wuxiang ancient clan is the same.

People in the arena involuntarily.

In the world of monks, it will only be more serious, there will be no difference?
Just as he was thinking, a faint voice came from afar, interrupting his thoughts.

"Thank yourself if you want to thank someone." Tang Yanzhang replied, sat down again, looked into the distance with interest, glanced at Tang Xiaoping out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Continue."

Tang Xiaoping didn't know what to say. The clan law stated that one must achieve great merit or pass the "three tests" before being able to live in Guye Mountain.

But this ancestor was famous for "disregarding etiquette and laws as dirt". He didn't care about any clan laws at all, otherwise he wouldn't have done such things as "giving tokens in advance if he liked someone" and "letting the younger generation call him big brother".

At this time, Tang Xiaoping could only hope that Song Yan could successfully pass the third test.

After a brief interruption, Tang Xiaoping looked at Song Yan and said, "Although the third method is the principle of Lianxuan magic, it has never been successfully used by Lianxuan realm. This method is based on the previous two methods, with military formations and killing as the visualization, and contains extremely strong hatred and killing intentions. This spell can only be used, and it is not just a pure imitation of the trajectory of the spell." Song Yan listened carefully to his fourth uncle's explanation and said lightly, "Fourth uncle, please."

Tang Xiaoping said, "Watch out!

This method is called Three Steps to Heaven."

After saying this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he took a step forward.

With one step, he stepped on Chengen Lianshan and turned over the nine layers of Xuanshan with his hands. The nine layers gathered the earth's mysterious energy, and the mysterious energy was twisted, making this seemingly calm old man seem like a killing god on the battlefield.

Two steps, three steps.
With every step, his momentum was rising, his profound energy was accumulating, and his fusion with the earth was becoming deeper and deeper.

After three steps, he put his left hand behind his back, raised his head, clenched his right fist, gathered all his strength on that point in an instant, and then gently tapped the sky.

The sky was originally filled with layers of clouds and flying black birds. But with his light knock, the sea of ​​clouds collapsed and then became empty. The sea of ​​clouds covered the sky a moment ago, but now it was cloudless. The black birds in the clouds fell one after another, even though they were not within the range of this punch, they had already fallen from the sky.

This is by no means a one-time impact force, but a force that possesses powerful penetration and spreading power and involves the use of profound and mysterious energy.

Knock on the sky, and the clouds in the sky will disappear.

If used to attack the enemy, the result is obvious.

After doing this, Tang Xiaoping said, "Knocking the sky with three steps, this power has surpassed most of the Jiang Palace magic. Even if you have the bloodline, it is just equal. Xiaohan, I will give you half a day to comprehend this kind of body and soul magic, the feeling of all coming together. After half a day, if you can use it in a reasonable way, it will be considered a success."

Song Yan was not arrogant. He nodded, then sat down cross-legged and began to think.

This method is extremely difficult.

The difficulty is even higher than the previous "Chen Gen Lian Shan Fa".

If "Chen Gen Lian Shan Fa" and "Xuan Shan Jiu Die" are the seeds and green leaves of a flower, then this method is the blooming flower.

Flowers are bright and eye-catching.

If the flowers had never bloomed, everything before would seem meaningless, even ridiculous.

Without this method, both "Xuanshan Jiudie" and "Chen Gen Lianshan Fa" would be just strange and obscene skills.

But if there was, then this power would instantly break through the Crimson Palace.

This is a spell that can allow the Lianxuan realm to cross a realm and defeat the Jianggong realm by the power of magic alone.

However, this method is not included in the Nine Palaces Blood after all. It is a separate application of mysterious energy. There is really no one in the world who would spend a lot of time to comprehend this method.

Those who have no understanding will never be able to understand it in their lifetime.

Those who are insightful would have already broken through to the Crimson Palace and Purple Mansion.

Who would linger and waste time on this method?
Therefore, this spell is destined to be powerful but useless. Only a Purple Mansion cultivator like Tang Xiaoping who accidentally became obsessed with studying it could master this spell and pass it down to this day.

The Wuxiang Ancient Clan had no intention of letting the youngsters enter Mount Guye to practice. After all, in their opinion, external training was necessary for the low-level clan members. Entering the "greenhouse" of the family's captivity early was meaningless and should be rejected.

Therefore, the most difficult part of this "Gushan Test" is actually practicing the Xuan realm.

Next is the Crimson Palace, the Purple Palace
The "Gushan Test for the Lianxuan Realm" is not a test that people can successfully pass. If Song Yan was not a genius who "stared at the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon for ten breaths", even his request would be directly rejected and no test would be arranged.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Princess Xi secretly looked at the young man sitting in the long grass. Originally, she chose this boy just because he had great talent, but as they got along, she found that her choice was right.

This young man not only has a strong spiritual talent, but also a strong understanding, which is so strong that it is unbelievable.

She felt completely calm.

If this young man couldn't help her find out the truth about why the ancient Dragon Elephant Clan was still alive, then no one in the world would be able to do it.

Now the boy was still very weak, and every time she tried her best to protect him, every time she completed his orders, she was accumulating karma.
Song Yan knew that his performance today had made him completely and deeply rooted in the "Ancient Wuxiang Clan".

Even the slight trace of "investigation" that might have existed in Princess Xi's heart had disappeared.

He had no choice.

It is enough to have the fertile land of the "Formless Ancient Clan" to breathe and develop.

Half a day later
The words appeared on Song Yan's panel:
Spells

Three Steps to Heaven (Not Beginner) (Simulation)
He skillfully used his wisdom and sweat, spending 100 years to perfect it, and another 530 years to transform it into "Two Steps Knocking at the Sky".

When the time was up, it was already late at night.

The sky is full of stars, with bright starlight and moonlight interlaced.

Song Yan stood up.

No one said anything else, just looked at him quietly.

Song Yan took two steps forward, raised his hand and punched, shattering the starry sky. The light mist became hazy, and the sky and earth appeared to be broken. The penetrating force that enveloped him was like a big net, but it was accurately locked in mid-air without falling down at all.

Otherwise, this jungle would be completely shattered by this punch.

At this point, no one can say anything.

The four people looked at Song Yan with different expressions.

Tang Yanzhang only left one sentence: "The genius of our clan should be hidden away, and when he enters the Purple Palace, he will be known to the world."

Tang Xiaokong and Tang Xiaoping nodded.

Princess Xi looked at Song Yan with a bit more genuine respect in her eyes, which was respect for the future strong man.

a few days later.

Song Yan settled down in Guye Mountain.

He brought four attendants: Princess Xi, An Li, Yu Xuanwei, and Wang Susu.

There is still one spot left, we'll talk about it later.

The next step is to find a body for Enli to take over.

His story had spread among the upper echelons of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, so his search for a body to take over for An Li became the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's business.

People from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan quickly selected some outstanding Xuan-rooted cultivators and compiled them into a list for Song Yan to choose from.

But after getting the list, An Li refused.

She didn't want to kill anyone, especially these talented monks with ordinary backgrounds.

Song Yan seemed to have noticed something, and he explained it directly through his adoptive father, and then said, "No need to look for it anymore, I will make arrangements."

He drew kindness from Enri.

Because of Enri, he also began to treat others with kindness.

If the Wuxiang Ancient Clan really played a trick of "torturing a confession and forcing a genius to be possessed by someone else", then if An Li knew about it, she would most likely turn evil. Even if she didn't turn evil, she would no longer be able to support his good intentions.

This was a case of good intentions leading to bad results, and it directly destroyed the opportunity for him to reach the middle stage of Purple Mansion that he had worked so hard to find.

Tang Xiaokong trusted him extremely, so whatever he said was what he did. If he said not to look for it, then he didn't look for it.

For a while, Princess Xi continued to collect the "Nine Bloods of Dragon and Elephant" for Song Yan;
Wang Susu and Yu Xuanwei, thanks to Song Yan, officially began to queue up for the "right to use the two Xuanxins in Gushan Mountain";
While making leather, Song Yan took An Li and pretended to be an ordinary couple. They went down Mount Gushan and began to search for a suitable target to possess in Qinghuan Country and even in the surrounding sects.

Song Yan's soul was extremely terrifying. His consciousness could easily lock onto the place where the mysterious energy was exploding. In other words, he could detect it immediately if there was a fight. And fighting was often accompanied by death. Taking over the body of a fallen person and then avenging him, wasn't that evil?
During this period, he intentionally or unintentionally checked on the ten monks he had deliberately arranged to go out.

Out of ten people, only five died.

Although Xingxianmu was attacked, she easily resolved the attack.

Obviously, even though the demon monk took over the body of the Insect King, his hands really could not reach so long and he could not stir up trouble in the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Country.

As for why it is the Insect King.

That’s because Song Yan easily found out that the only one who escaped from the “Soul Threshold of the King of Insects” was the Insect King.

If this isn't the evil monk, then who else could it be?
In order to hide his identity, Song Yan set up many checkpoints, but the evil monk has not even been able to break through the first level.

For a moment, he calmed down temporarily, thinking about digesting all the power he could with his whole body and soul, and reaching the level of "unbreakable".

The tree wants to be still, but the wind will not stop.

What's more, his soul has fused four-ninths of the Evil Soul Pearl, while the demon monk holds five-ninths.

There must be a battle between him and the evil monk.

Either you eat me or I eat you, only then can we be complete.

Now, the evil monk is looking for him.

And by that time, why shouldn't he look for the evil monk?

Silent night, dark snow.

But the fire was red, a terrible red.

The tragic red fire was the sacrificial fire, which Song Yan already knew.

But he didn't know that the sacrificial fire was not only burning in the Snow Country, but was also burning quietly in a place far away from the Snow Country at this moment.

That place is not even far from Kuching. One only needs to cross the lonely wilderness and turn west. It only takes one year to get there by horse.

This place is called Dayong, which was the human country under the former Fox-Wolf Alliance and now the Zerg Alliance.

山 中
Bang!
A shirtless strong man threw the dead monks one by one into the miserable red flames, then turned around and bowed to an old man who was as thin as a withered bamboo, and said respectfully: "Master, throw them all in."

The old man was very kind to him, saving and helping him many times. To him, he was both a teacher and a father.

The old man nodded, and suddenly his palm moved slightly. The powerful hand containing the power of thought grabbed the strong man, and then, under the latter's disbelief and desperate questioning, he coldly pressed him into the miserable red flames. Seeing that his life force was fading, he said: "The Tao is ruthless. I raised you for this moment. Otherwise, you would have died long ago. You have made a profit."

The crimson flames gradually devoured the shirtless sturdy man. The old man sat cross-legged, and then an idea came to him. He weaved a huge and cold ghost baby statue in the void. He sat in the ghost baby statue and took a deep breath. Strands of crimson threads rushed from all directions and coated the ghost baby statue, making its cold body glow red and flesh-colored, and also making his body excited.

But he sighed in excitement because the number of sacrifices was not enough to complete the final step. Because this kind of sacrifice cannot be piled up with the lives of ordinary people, but requires strong people.

But where are the suitable strong people in this land?
This scene was seen by the red-robed monster on a high place.

The Insect King, or the Demonic Monk, is to some extent the same as Song Yan in that they have stopped practicing.

It’s just that Song Yan “no longer practices” because his wisdom can make up for it, but the demon monk has nothing more to practice.

He has reached his limit.

If he wants to break through to the Divine Infant stage, he must achieve completeness.

His completeness is Song Yan.

He must swallow Song Yan before he can break through to the Divine Infant state.

So, after Song Yan crawled out of the sea of ​​suffering and fled to the north, he started to do a lot of things.

For example, he hired independent cultivators to try to capture Xing Xianmu, Tang Yi, and Huo Lanxin of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and tried to assassinate the thirteen suspects who were scattered everywhere, but the former was completely ineffective, and the latter was also extremely difficult.

It's just that those ten people are scattered among the ten major forces of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. It is really difficult to take action against them. How can a casual cultivator do this?
The demon monk immediately realized that this road was blocked because the other party had already set up many traps.

Unless it can go to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, no one can catch that guy.

But at this moment, it suddenly noticed the "tragic red flame" in its own country.

Then it naturally got the "Ghost Infant Sutra" and found ways to obtain the formation diagram.

He discovered that people in several different vassal states were practicing this.

It was obvious that those people did not belong to the same sect and had never even met each other, but they were all doing the same thing - offering sacrifice.

Sacrifice the lives of others, complete your own strength, create a ghost baby, and reach a higher level.

The evil monk was not a person who cared about life, but he found a familiar breath in the sacrificial fire.

It came to the side of the strongest person who practiced the "Ghost Infant Sutra" in its own country and observed quietly.

This powerful man is actually in the late Purple Mansion stage.

He has already mastered the ghost baby statue.

Now, the ghost baby statue is shining brightly, with a strange flesh color.

Through this strand of flesh color, it vaguely sensed something. A ray of the original breath belonging to the demon monk silently explored far away, penetrated into the ghost baby, and connected to the unknown other side.

It heard a cold rebuke.

"Who?"

The demon monk sensed that aura and was immediately overjoyed. He then said respectfully, "Demon monk."

The cold voice did not chase him away, but seemed to think for a moment before saying, "Oh, it's a little thing living in the obsession layer, what are you going to do?"

The demon monk said, "I just want to ask you, have you arranged a sacrifice in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's territory?"

This time, the cold voice was silent, and said, "I'm right there, but I can't get out. Have you already gone out?"

The demon monk grinned, smiling grimly and happily, "I'm out! But I'm not complete yet! My target is the Wuxiang Ancient Clan! Do you want to cooperate?"

"How to cooperate?"

"You need a sacrifice, but you lack the sacrifice. And I am best at inciting war. I will help you attract the sacrifice, help you sacrifice, and help you escape. But after escaping, you will work with me to find my goal and help me be complete, okay?"

"it is good."

The old man from Zifu didn't notice anything about the communication between the two monsters.

The snow still falls quietly.

If you look down from a high point on this continent, you can see that the edge of the continent is completely red, and many places are burning with this tragic red flame.

They are ghost babies on the ground, or demon babies that are taking shape and have life.

But the demon baby is still a sacrifice, a sacrifice leading to a higher level.

The senior executives held ropes in their hands, and each rope was tied to a demon baby.

(End of this chapter)