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

Chapter 166 165. Gathering and separation are regular, unprecedented realm breakthrough! (8.6K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan, an ancient secret place.
The mountains are eroding, the rivers are drying up, and all things are decaying.

Gusts of air kicked up gray dust in vain, lingering along.

In the sand, "Fourth Uncle" Tang Xiaoping was standing.

In front of him was a broken stone tablet.

The stone tablet was extremely solid, as if it was protected and hidden by some strange power. He would not have been able to discover it if he had not walked in front of the stone tablet.

In addition to this, this stele cannot be copied or written on, and one can only practice by looking at the stele.

At this moment, he was staring at the ancient characters on the stone tablet with fascination.

"Chen Gen Lian Shan, it turns out that it can be used in reverse, intersecting with the sky, so that it can not only blend into the earth, but also blend into the wind?"

"So it can still be like this?"

Tang Xiaoping muttered to himself intermittently, but he became more and more excited.

After the test with that boy that day, he seemed to have been inspired.

He no longer pursued the Divine Infant realm in his life, and most of his thousand-year lifespan in the Purple Mansion had already passed. What he was obsessed with now and what he was trying tirelessly to obtain were these ancient secret techniques.

Now, he found an opportunity to go further, just like a young boy seeing his first love, he couldn't help but cling to her and couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Mountains are earth, and wind is wood. If the earth and wood in the five elements can be integrated, can more be integrated?"

“If we can integrate more.”

Tang Xiaoping couldn't imagine it anymore.

"Did anyone really practice such magic in ancient times?"

"Is there a more comprehensive and systematic spell?"

"Why do they practice these spells?"

"Are you just as obsessed as I am, just delving into it?"

Countless thoughts flooded into his mind like a flood that broke through a dam.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt the entire secret realm begin to tremble.

The secret realm was already turning into dust, and it began to produce a trembling feeling of collapse. Cracks appeared on the earth, and the cracks quickly turned into gullies. The sand and dust that had turned into decay from the mountains and rivers quickly poured into the gullies.

Above the secret realm, the gray clouds have turned into a vortex, and wisps of red lightning snakes are moving quickly among the gray clouds.

Tang Xiaoping identified the terrifying red lightning, his pupils constricted, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Heavenly Tribulation!! How is this possible?!"

This is not the small heavenly tribulation of "reaching the late stage of Purple Mansion realm", but a real heavenly tribulation.

If the "small heavenly tribulation" was a small fruit knife, then today's heavenly tribulation is a huge dragon-slaying sword!

"How could this be?"

"I'm afraid this secret realm can't hold on any longer!"

When Tang Xiaoping encountered this incident, he did not have time to think too much. He wanted to act quickly to grab the ancient stone tablet engraved with "Xuanshan Jiudie", "Chen Gen Lianshan Fa" and "San Bu Kou Tian" and then escape.

He didn't bring it before because he was worried that he would destroy the ancient stone tablet if he used force.

But now, this secret realm is about to be destroyed by the heavenly calamity, and he can no longer care about so much.

Tang Xiaoping used his mind power to transform into a giant hand, and was about to grab the stone tablet. But before he touched it, he felt a great pressure covering the stone tablet.

He froze, a look of disbelief on his face.

"The target of the heavenly tribulation is actually this stone tablet!!"

In his eyes, the hidden power that originally protected the stone tablet was rapidly disintegrating, and the red lightning magma above the clouds had already condensed and was ready to go.

Tang Xiaoping no longer cared about anything else, turned around and quickly went to the entrance of the secret realm. The moment he walked out of the secret realm, he couldn't help but turn around and take another look.

In this glance, he saw the calamity falling from the sky. The words on the stone tablet were like a book thrown into a fire pit, burning fiercely. The handwriting was erased one by one. The hard stone was like a fragile piece of paper, burned dark red by the thunder and fire, and then turned into ashes in the airflow.

And the entire secret realm began to shatter at this moment.

puff!
Tang Xiaoping fell back to the human world, gasping for breath, with a look of fear still on his face.

Just now, if he had been a step slower, or a little more greedy, he would have been left in the secret realm.

He tried the entrance to the secret realm.

Sure enough, the entrance had disappeared.

Tang Xiaoping sighed.

But the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly showed some joy.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, like a naughty boy who had found a new toy. He jumped and ran away, conveying his excitement through his thoughts as he ran.

"Clan leader! Clan leader! I told you, these obscure secret techniques must have some secrets. Now even the heavenly tribulation is trying to destroy them. What I said is indeed true! Clan leader!! I think these three secret techniques should be incorporated into the magic system of the younger generation of my Wuxiang clan, so that they can practice diligently!"

未几
A thought responded.

In the late stage of Zifu, people can contact each other directly just by leaving thoughts to each other, without having to meet in person.

At this time, the person who responded was the current patriarch of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and the strongest of this generation - Tang Xiaoxuan.

After a discussion.

Tang Xiaoxuan said: "First, pick some talented young people and let them try. If they can really greatly improve their combat power, it won't be too late to use them for the younger generation of our ancient clan."

Tang Xiaoping went there happily.

A magic spell that even heaven and earth cannot tolerate must be a good thing, right?
If he could successfully research something, the descendants of his Wuxiang Ancient Clan would definitely become more powerful.

Song Yan truly felt the existence of good thoughts.

Enri's presence made him feel that the world had become softer.

His kindness towards one person expanded to everyone he met.

At this time, he was in Yuehai Kingdom outside Qinghuan.

The area of ​​Yuehai Kingdom is dozens of times that of Qinghuan Kingdom, and is much larger than the original Gujin of the Three Kingdoms.

The environments of Yuehai and Qinghuan are similar, both are dominated by grasslands.

However, in the hearts of the Yuehai people, Qinghuan Kingdom is a superior country, a superior country closest to the immortals' residence.

at this time
An ordinary tent in Yuehai Country.

A little girl wrapped in an animal skin apron ran over from outside, holding a pot of ice-cold animal milk, her eyes flickering with enthusiasm. She glanced at the boy and girl not far away and said happily, "Brother, um."

She seemed to be hesitating about how to address the woman.

Song Yan smiled and said, "Sister is just a young girl with gray hair."

The little girl said happily: "Brother, sister, this is what my mother asked me to bring to you."

After saying that, she placed the milk on the table. It was a long-necked curved bottle decorated with shells and made of ceramic. The milk inside was obviously taken from the cellar and it exuded a chill. In this scorching summer, this chill was like fairy air.

Song Yan poured the animal milk for himself and An Li, then scooped it up with both hands and drank it in big gulps.

He followed the local customs and changed into clothes in the style of Yuehai Country, and the clothes were quite bold.

He had an animal-skin skirt wrapped around his waist, and an animal-skin jacket that exposed most of his skin. This showed off his strong physique, and even when he walked on the road in Yuehai Country, he would attract a lot of attention.

And An Li was wearing a more conservative animal skin dress.

If she were in the past, she would definitely be a cute girl wrapped in animal skins, but at this moment, she has the flavor of a dignified and mature woman.

Enli picked up the porcelain cup, sipped the animal milk in small sips, and said softly, "It feels so good."

Song Yan smiled faintly.

He also felt very comfortable.

That is relaxation of body and mind.

It has been some time since he left Mount Guye, hiding himself from the crowd and escaping into the mortal world. On the one hand, he used his terrifying spiritual sense to sense the movements around him, looking for a suitable body for Enli to take over. On the other hand, he lingered among the mountains and rivers, and the fireworks of the world, doing good to others and doing good to himself.

The evil thoughts of killing and the cunning plots all seem to have temporarily gone away.

He greedily sucked the nectar dripping from the vine, hoping that such days could last a little longer.

Before the time travel, he had not been able to complete a long-term journey until his death, but he did not expect to complete it in the other world.

After drinking the animal milk, the two walked out of the tent hand in hand.

Outside, the grass was green like silk and the sky was blue with clouds. The two were running, and after running for a while, they fell on their backs to the ground.

"I really want it to stay like this forever." Song Yan said.

He raised his hand, gently clasped his thumb and index finger together to make a ring, and said, "The sky is so big, and we are so small. But being small is not necessarily bad. The bigger you are, the heavier you are. Only by being small can you not have to carry so many shackles."

An Li lay beside him, her head tilted to one side, staring at the boy intently through the long grass dancing in the wind.

After spending these days together, Song Yan opened up to him and expressed his true feelings without any affectation.

She had slowly begun to understand some things: Senior Brother Bai was definitely not that simple.

Senior Brother Bai's every move, every word and action revealed an indescribable feeling. It was a very deep charm, a charm that should not appear on Senior Brother Bai, a cultivator who had some talent but was by no means a genius.

The occasional silence and deep gaze made Anli feel like she was looking at a statue in a temple.

Senior Brother Bai, there are too many stories.

At this time, hearing Song Yan's words, she didn't say anything, but just stretched out her hand.

The two intertwined their fingers.

Song Yan felt that his once soft little hands had changed, but he didn't care.

An Li suddenly whispered, "Being small actually has many shackles."

She didn't want Senior Brother Bai to lose his ambition after seeing her.

She is no longer the same person she used to be, and neither is Senior Brother Bai.

No one can go back to the past.

Everyone should look forward and move forward.

Everyone should grow up and mature.

If we ignore these, we are deceiving ourselves.

Song Yan fell silent, then smiled faintly, said "yeah", and then looked up at the sky, quietly watching the floating clouds, feeling the long grass floating, the horses running, the shepherds shouting, and the insects buzzing in the soil.
He hummed a tuneless childish nursery rhyme.

This is a nursery rhyme from Yuehai Country, sung by mothers to lull their children to sleep.

At this moment, he hummed.

The syllables and lyrics of the nursery rhymes are quite simple, yet very gentle.

An Li felt something was strange. She thought that Senior Brother Bai seemed to want to go back a hundred years ago. Maybe Senior Brother Bai loved the silly An Li from the past.

Although Senior Brother Bai loves An Li because of the silly little girl, and still loves her deeply at this moment, the reality is not so.

What Senior Brother Bai really misses is the carefree feeling he had with little An Li a hundred years ago.

He loves to be carefree.

That little An Li brought him carefreeness, so he liked little An Li, and that's why he likes her now.

Everything is just like the childish nursery rhyme that Senior Brother Bai is humming at this moment.
"Like a child who doesn't want to grow up." Enri laughed secretly in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt the interlocked hands become still.

Song Yan sat up suddenly, and in an instant, the kindness in the corners of his eyes disappeared, and a deep evil light flashed. However, this evil light turned into kindness halfway through, because An Li was looking at him.

An Li is like a corrector, helping him correct himself at all times to prevent his murderous thoughts from becoming too strong and his good thoughts from being suppressed.

"what's wrong?"

"I'll take you to see a good show, maybe you'll have the body."

After saying that, Song Yan grabbed An Li and turned into a white rainbow and flew away.

Yuehai Kingdom, outskirts.

Yanxiang Sect.

Among the corpses, a man in red armor had disheveled hair and was covered in blood, while a figure in a white dress stood firmly in front of him, confronting an old woman holding a flying sword.

The old woman said, "Yiyi, please move aside."

The pretty face of the figure in the white dress showed a firm expression, "Master, I won't let you. Senior Brother Quan was just influenced by the evil spirit, this was not his original intention. And I am also wrong. As his junior sister, I didn't watch him carefully, which led to his mistake today."

"wrong?"

The red-armored man suddenly laughed wildly, and then angrily said, "They bullied and humiliated me, shouldn't I kill them?"

The old woman angrily scolded: "Did the entire Yanxiang Sect bully and humiliate you? Did the entire Yanxiang Sect lose your resources? Maybe you had conflicts with a few of the disciples, but you killed so many people! Are they wrong? Do they deserve to die?"

"Have!"

The red-armored man angrily said, "They shouldn't have blocked my path to revenge! If they did, they would be accomplices! Who... Who could understand my pain!
Old man, you don't know how much pain I am in, and you don't understand. You deserve to die! All of you should compensate me with your lives!"

The old woman's expression turned cold, and she said no more. She clasped her hands together, and flying swords flew out from the void, then formed a rotating wheel of light behind her. There were actually some changes in the formation hidden inside.

"You are stubborn and you killed your fellow disciples! Die!"

"It's you that damn it!"

The girl in the white dress rushed over immediately, standing between the two of them, and cried out with tears in her eyes, "Master!"

The old woman looked at the familiar face of the girl in front of her, thinking about how she had raised her and the expectations she had for her. She lowered her head slightly, feeling pity, and finally she let out a long sigh and stopped the flying sword.

This stop was a disadvantage. The red-armored man did not stop, and took the opportunity to attack with all his strength. The murderous energy surged around him, and suddenly a blood-red spear tore the old woman's mysterious energy shield apart, followed by countless spears falling.

未几
The old woman was dying, her eyes were slightly dark, and she fainted.

The girl in the white dress turned around and rushed to the old woman, looked at the man in red armor and said, "Brother Quan, she is my master! Please let her go."

The man in red armor stood floating in the air with blood evil surging around his body, but this blood evil seemed to be controlled by some secret power. It only served as a stimulus to temporarily increase his strength, but did not affect his mind or occupy his body.

The red-armored man said calmly, "Junior sister, get out of the way."

The girl in the white dress had tears all over her face and said, "She didn't do you any wrong!"

The red-armored man said, "She will die today."

After saying that, he summoned the blood spear again. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he threw the spear down without paying any attention to the girl in the white dress.

puff!
The girl in the white dress was hit and spat out blood, dying.

The red-armored man had an indifferent expression as he condensed a second blood spear in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it down, three figures suddenly appeared from behind the overturned central medicine furnace of the Yanxiang Sect.

Three figures quickly descended, with a powerful aura surrounding them. They were all experts from the Crimson Palace.

The red-armored man sneered, "Bullying others with power! Are you the only ones who have people, and I have no rules to govern?"

After that, he roared: "Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, Sister Ma, give me a hand!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden gust of cold wind around him and three figures flew over from afar.

The leader snorted coldly, "What a famous and upright sect, the Yanxiang Sect is so unfair. They should be destroyed! The whole sect should be destroyed!"

After the three of them finished speaking, they swept towards the Yanxiang Sect like a whirlwind and slaughtered some ordinary disciples who were still on high alert.

The three masters of the Yanxiang Sect rushed to attack, but they were no match for the four men and soon some were defeated or injured. However, they gritted their teeth and some arranged for their disciples to retreat while others stood in front to block the four evil demons.

Seeing that defeat was inevitable and that the Yanxiang Sect of Yuehai Kingdom was doomed to be destroyed today, suddenly, two figures appeared on the roof of a broken pavilion of the Yanxiang Sect.

Song Yan pointed at the girl in a white dress named Yiyi and said, "Let's pick her."

An Li nodded slightly.

On the other side, the man in red armor spotted the uninvited guest immediately, but after a quick scan with his spiritual sense, he was unable to see his surroundings, so he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

Before he finished writing the last character "人", he suddenly felt a ray of grey light coming towards him.

He felt a sharp pain in his soul, his eyes went black, and he fell from a great height.

dead!
Song Yan looked at the other three evil demons again.

The three demons also noticed him. The first demon was about to say something.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

Gray light arrives.

dead!
The other two realized something was wrong and were about to escape.

The gray light came again.

One person, die!
Another person rushed out several feet
The gray light came again.

dead!
Song Yan killed the four evil demons from the Crimson Palace almost instantly, then he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the girl in white dress named Yiyi and brought her in front of him. Without saying anything, he raised his hand and nodded slightly.

The terrifying spiritual power madly invaded the girl, plundering all her memories. The girl was already dying, with no life left. Her soul would be torn apart in a moment, making her a perfect target for possession.

The next moment, under the horrified and awe-struck gazes of the remaining disciples and elders of the Yanxiang Sect, he rolled up Enli, turned into a rainbow of light, and flew towards the empty area in the distant mountains.

After landing, he left the girl in white dress and said, "She is practicing Xuan level 7, and her Xuan root is a middle-grade wood Xuan root, which is just right for refining pills. It's a good surprise. Now she is about to die, you can start."

An Li nodded slightly, then looked at Senior Brother Bai in shock.

Senior Brother Bai seems to have just reached the Xuan realm
But why are those evil demons in the Jiang Palace like ants in front of him?
The thought flashed through her mind, and An Li raised her hand and touched the girl's forehead, beginning her possession of her body.

Song Yan tilted his head slightly and found that there was a dangerous place in the back mountain.

Although it should not have formed the mysterious heart of the evil land, it is enough.

I think those red-armored people got some opportunities here before.

When An Li succeeded in taking over the body and was adapting, he came to a cliff, looked at the thin fishy mist, and closed his eyes slightly. After spending four hundred years of his life, the "Inferior Ghost Mysterious Root" appeared next to the "Low-grade Earth Mysterious Root" and turned into a strange double Mysterious Root.

It used to take only forty years at Nanzhu Peak, but now it takes four hundred. It is obvious that the condensation of the double mysterious roots far exceeds the independent formation of the ghost mysterious root.

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

Two figures stood on a hill in the sea of ​​flowers in Yuehai Kingdom.

"Brother, I've made up my mind. I'm going to work hard on refining pills, and then I can help you and everyone else." An Li said, "It has always been my and my brother's common wish to solve the poison of the Crimson Palace Pill. Now that I have the body of Genki Gen, I should be able to accomplish a lot."

Song Yan nodded slightly.

The two said goodbye.

An Li flew away on her sword and returned to Mount Gushan.

There is a library on Mount Guye, which contains many elixir recipes, some of which are related to removing elixir poison. These are the heritage of the ancient Wuxiang clan.

The core five elements areas of the three main peaks of Guye Mountain contain almost all kinds of rare spiritual herbs and flowers. For her, it is a top paradise for practicing and refining medicine.

The lone sword disappears into the distance, fading into the blue sky.

Song Yan slowly withdrew his gaze.

Anli is gone.

When we get together again, the most touching moment is actually the moment of encounter and recognition.

At that moment, all his emotions and kindness were given to Anli.

But just like the ebb and flow of the tide, it covers everything when it rises and reveals its true appearance when it falls.

What he really enjoyed was the memory.

As for the rest, they just loved the whole house and loved everyone in it, and it reached its peak when the tide rose.

In all these years of getting along, including before and after the possession of the body, he and An Li have realized that they are not really suitable for each other. It's just that the love comes from nowhere, goes deep, and ends without knowing where it will end.

What An Li really loves is alchemy, and it has become a part of her life. If Senior Brother Bai drops everything and just makes alchemy with her, then the days might be the same as in the past, only without the initial innocence, but with a bit more seriousness and heaviness.

Song Yan certainly didn't like to make pills, he loved power, only power could give him a sense of security and keep him alive. He was trying his best to find an opportunity to break through to the middle stage of Purple Mansion.

The reunion is grand and exciting, but after years of travel, joys and sorrows, the parting becomes dull.

Isn't this the case with every relationship?
Doesn’t passionate and everlasting romance only exist in fairy tales?
Song Yan couldn't help but think with self-mockery.

However, he did not gain nothing.

He has truly obtained the opportunity to reach the middle stage of Purple Mansion.

Now, he had to find a way to complete this opportunity and feel the existence of goodness so that there would be no obstacles in his cultivation in Zifu.

"Thank you."

He whispered something to the receding figure, and then did not fly away on his sword, but strolled in the Moon Sea Kingdom.

He felt like a human being again.

But because of some power in my heart, I am no longer lonely.

As he walked, he saw a shepherd and bought a horse.

He rode the horse, letting the reins run, and arrived at a tribe one day and one night later.

After a short rest in the tribe, he continued to ride forward.

Big white clouds passed overhead
Sometimes there are sudden rain and strong winds, sometimes there are sunny days.

He met a caravan and was pleasantly surprised to buy some wine from them. He then got drunk for three days in the wilderness and when he woke up his horse was gone.

He continued walking, step by step.

I have walked through green mountains, deserts, inland seashores, towns of different styles, and seen people of different faces.
He thought of the days when he struggled in the Puppet Sect, the Misty Sea, the Soul Threshold of the King of Hell, and the edge of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. He thought of the despair he felt when he entered into those obsessions. He thought of the pain he felt when he personally killed Pei Xuehan that day. But everything seemed to have found a balance.

Because at that moment, he used Enri as an opportunity to find kindness and gentleness.

Good thoughts finally appeared on the other side of the murderous thoughts, and it was no longer barren and desolate.

These complex mixed forces kept him moving forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he arrived at a small border town.

A small town that seems to be between the Moon Sea Kingdom and the Ishihara Kingdom.

Suddenly, he saw a sign.

The sign read: Hanyan Meat Shop, this prosperous shop is for sale.

He looked at the butcher's shop, walked slowly closer, and then pushed open the door.

The name of the town is Hanyan.

The butcher shop business is not good, simply because this place is close to the grassland, and every family raises a lot of cattle and sheep, and every family is a butcher shop. The so-called transfer of a prosperous shop is nothing more than giving up a house and a right of residence.

Originally the owner of this house joined a caravan through connections and traveled all over the country. Before leaving, he hung a sign saying "Shop for Sale". He had no intention of succeeding, but someone actually bought it.

Song Yan lived in Hanyan Town.

Pseudonym: Li Han.

This time, he did not take concubines like he did in Chaoli Town before, but raised cattle and sheep, and then slaughtered them, making leather every day to increase his lifespan. With his superb knife skills, the butcher shop business actually became better, and many people were not greedy for beef and mutton, but for the craftsmanship of the butcher Li.

Although Hanyan Town is named cold, it is not cold in the town.

Although this place is on the border, it is an important transit point. Many businessmen, many people who want to live in seclusion, and even people from the underworld come here.

Wherever there are people and the world, there will be chaos and death.

What's more, this is a small border town that has no government management at all?
It was a late autumn night with cold rain.

The wind chimes under the eaves tinkle, ethereal like a dream.

Mr. Li, the owner of Hanyan Meat Shop, was just putting down the wooden pole supporting the oil-paper window when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps in the distance. Someone was running hurriedly, and someone was chasing behind.

He leaned his head to look outside, and saw figures rushing towards the alley, with a pair of children running in front.

The wet black hair hung on the temples. On the left was a slightly taller girl, and on the right was a boy.

Behind them was a group of strong men who looked like servants, holding sticks and roaring loudly.

pat!

The boy fell to the ground.

The girl was startled and hurriedly stopped to help.

During this time, the two of them were surrounded by servants.

The blazing torches illuminated the white bricks and black tiles, the yellow moss in the gaps, the separated servants, and an expressionless wanderer with a long sword on his back in the rainy night.

The Jianghu man walked closer, looked at the two children, and said, "How dare you steal the offerings that Master Huang used to worship his ancestors?"

The girl didn't answer, but just hugged the boy's head, then covered her own head with both hands, looking like she was ready to be beaten.

The Jianghu guest sneered and said, "Since you stole it, you should be prepared to be caught."

The boy shouted, "We're hungry!"

The girl covered his mouth, lowered her head silently, closed her eyes, and covered the back of the boy's and her own head.

The Jianghu guest hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand and waved.

A group of servants immediately rushed over, picked up sticks, and were about to beat him hard.

In Hanyan Town, if you dare to steal the sacrificial offerings from Mr. Huang’s house, you are simply courting death!

At this moment, a slight creaking sound broke the balance here.

The Jianghu guest turned his head and saw a man holding a lantern and a paper umbrella coming from a distance. He identified the man and said, "Boss Li?"

Song Yan ran closer, stood in front of the two children, and said, "I'll pay for it."

The Jianghu guest asked curiously, "Are these two children your relatives?"

Song Yan shook his head.

The Jianghu guest asked again: "Have pity on them?"

Song Yan shook his head again.

The Jianghu guest asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Song Yan said: "Life has never given them a chance, I want to give one."

The Jianghu guest laughed and said, "Twenty taels!"

Without saying a word, Song Yan started taking out money from his pocket.

The Jianghu guest sneered, "Gold!"

The boy angrily said, "Bullshit! We just stole a little meat, it's not even worth one tael of silver! Why do you want twenty taels of gold?"

The girl covered his mouth tightly again.

Song Yan said "wait a minute", then turned back to the butcher shop. After a while, he brought out a box containing silver coins and counted out the equivalent of twenty taels of silver under the eaves.

The jianghu man looked at him counting money seriously and suddenly said, "Boss Li, Boss Li, this is the first time I, Huo Boxing, meet you."

Song Yan held out the silver, but the man who called himself Huo Boxing pushed it back fiercely and said, "You are very loyal, I like it. I won't accept a cent today, I will go and explain to Master Huang."

After that, he stood up, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!"

The servants followed him away.

Song Yan looked at the two children and asked, "What are their names?"

The boy said, "My name is Tieniu! My sister's name is Tieniu! We are from the next town. My parents are doing business, and they asked us to stay in that town for two months. But it's been half a year, and they haven't come back yet. My sister and I have no place to eat, so we..."

When he spoke, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look Song Yan in the eye.

Obviously, they are all lies.

However, it is true that they are not from this town and have been hungry for a long time.

Song Yan raised his hand and greeted them, saying with a smile: "Tienniu, Tieniu, come to my house."

The girl stood up, bowed deeply to him, then took the boy's hand and went into the Hanyan Butcher Shop.

Song Yan went into the kitchen and prepared two bowls of shredded pork noodles.

The two children ate with relish, took a hot bath, and then went to bed.

The girl watched vigilantly, not sleeping until the early morning when she could no longer hold back and fell into a daze. When she woke up, she opened her eyes suddenly in shock, but when she saw the hot shredded pork noodles on the table, she breathed a sigh of relief.

So for several days
The three of them also became familiar with each other.

Song Yan runs a butcher shop business on a daily basis. Because some customers require "door-to-door delivery", he occasionally leaves the shop and his two children help him look after the shop.

One day three months later.
After delivering the goods that day, when he returned to the butcher shop, he found that his two children were missing.

He ran into the house and found that there was much less money in the cash box, and there was a letter next to it.

The girl's handwriting is beautiful and has a certain style, as if it was taught by a famous teacher.

The letter read: Uncle, my name is not Tieniu, and his name is not Tieniu. We lied to you because we didn't want to implicate you. The less you know about our affairs, the safer you will be. Now, I have borrowed 10 taels of gold from you for travel expenses. If we can come back alive, we will repay you a hundredfold and treat you as our father! If we can't come back alive, I will work like a slave for you in the next life.

Song Yan put down the letter, then took out the pig skin and started making leather.

When the work was finished, he shook the shadow puppet and then skillfully destroyed it to make it into jelly.

When everything was quiet and the night wind came from the distant grassland, he grabbed a jar of fine wine, sat quietly on the eaves, listened to the swaying of the wind chimes, listened to the light falling of winter snow, then raised his head and took a sip, his eyes refocused on the panel.

【Name: Song Yan】

【Shouyuan: 147/35258】

[Realm: Nineth level of Xuan Lian]

Spells

"Ten Layers of Xuan Mountain Transformed into Mulberry Fields"

The Wind and the Mountain

Two Steps to Heaven

The three spells are followed by the words "(Perfect) (First successful deduction)".

But now, he already has Ghost Profound Root and Earth Profound Root.

This means that he can not only make further progress, but also mutate his skills.

He decided to deduce it.

In 1025, the Ten Folds of Xuanshan became Eleven Folds.

In 7800, the wind and the mountain moved, transforming into five movements.

In 11600, Two Steps to Knock on the Heaven was integrated with "Xuanshan Eleven Folds" and "Five Actions" to become "One Step to Knock on the Heaven".

In 10290, "One Step Knocking at the Heaven" directly produced Gui Xuangen's perfect transformation and became "One Step Stepping on the Heaven".

The owner of Hanyan Meat Shop stood in the heavy snow, and at the moment when "One Step into the Sky" was formed, he felt an unimaginable change in his body, a change that far exceeded the level of practicing Xuan. The horrifying power of the spell had already fed back to him even though it had not been used, causing inexplicably powerful energy to begin to emerge in his body.

Song Yan quickly scanned the panel.

【Name: Song Yan】

【Shouyuan: 147/4543】

[Realm: Late Ancient Crimson Palace Realm]

Spells

"One Step to Heaven" (Perfect)

He stared at the six words "late stage of Gujiang Palace realm" and fell silent.

He felt that he had already achieved physical enhancement without going through the "Jiang Palace Nine Bloods", and this enhancement was even better than the "Jiang Palace Nine Bloods"! !

Suddenly, he raised his hand gently, using a little force.

The world where he was was rolling towards the sky as he held his hands.

The snow is falling towards the sky, dancing against the current!

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