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

Chapter 187 186. The corpse of the underworld, the incarnation outside the body (8.2K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
In the ancient forest, the light was hazy and foggy. In the cave, Song Yan felt the dark roots climbing up to the palm of his hand. The cold touch exuded undisguised kindness.

'Is this innate intelligence?'

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, then stretched out his fingers to touch the roots, gently stroked them, and said, "I'm fine."

The roots began to jump happily, but then shrank back into the soil like lightning, and then a small tip quietly emerged, as if looking outside.

Its roots are extremely long, and they grow longer and more divided after absorbing life energy.

Because of the refining, Song Yan could even feel that the roots of the sapling had reached more than ten feet and were still growing longer. Every root was absorbing energy from the soil.

The Hades sacrificial array can sacrifice all kinds of lives, but it remains unharmed within it.

"What a disaster!"

Song Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, this Vasusava is obviously a great treasure, and it is inextricably linked to the "Secret Art of Corpse Refining by the Underworld Corpses and Monsters". It is even the core of this secret art of corpse refining.

Song Yan suddenly thought of the previous Xixiang Kingdom and the Princess Chiyan.

Princess Chiyan knew that the "Holy Fire" would bring disaster, so she abandoned it and did not use it. However, it was eventually used by her opponent, and she almost ended up having her entire clan wiped out.

No matter how evil a certain power or treasure is, if he has the chance to use it, he will not abandon it.

Feeling that the dark tree was secretly watching him, Song Yan simply lay on the soil and looked at the little whisker tips sticking out with a smile.

The small roots shrank back in a "whoosh" and then slowly stretched out again.

Song stretched out his finger and quickly tapped the tip of the small root, but the root didn't move at all, as if it was stupid.

Song Yan thought it was fun and continued to push it.

The root suddenly slid, twisted, and wrapped around Song Yan's finger.

Song Yan shook his fingers up and down, and the roots shook along with them.

But after shaking for a while, the roots shrank back, as if they didn't want to play with you anymore.

Song Yan was delighted and burst into laughter.

The root remained hidden in the soil the whole time, but when Song Yan stopped laughing and paid attention to it, it quietly crawled out again and wrapped around his nearest little finger, circle after circle, neither loose nor tight.

Song Yan let it entangle him, but in his mind he was thinking about how to kill the divine infant tree man outside and then sacrifice him. He was being targeted by the demon mother Su Yao and two demons, so he had to add as much strength and trump cards as possible.

No matter how terrifying a divine infant tree man is, he can still fight.

But there are a lot of tree men in this ancient forest. If these tree men attack at the same time, the dense poisonous fog or other things will be enough to drown him, making him lose sight of the big picture and capsize in the ditch, and he might die here.

He glanced out of the cave.

Miasma is rising, distorting the air; vines and aerial roots are growing wildly; strange insects are chirping, sometimes high and sometimes low.

There were faint lines of insects in the air, flying through the gaps between the trees, like the security teams patrolling the streets of mortals.

In addition to poisonous fog, controlling various poisonous insects is also most likely a method used by these tree people.

"Are you afraid of fire?" Song Yan suddenly asked.

When the Dark Tree heard the noise he made, its roots, which had been entangled around it, suddenly raised its head and looked at him curiously, obviously not understanding what he was saying.

Song Yan drew a line in the air with his finger, and the thin fire gathered around it, and finally a cluster of flames rose from his fingertips.

The hundred years he spent in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan were not in vain. In addition to leatherworking, he also mastered various kinds of spells. Basically, it can be said that he has touched upon every type of low-level spell, and the Fire Mysterious spell is one of them.

He brought the flame to the roots of the Dark Tree.

The roots suddenly tightened around his little finger, and the top rose backwards like a child running backwards.

Song Yan said: "You are afraid of fire."

He frowned slightly, looking thoughtful: Using fire to overcome wood is the most natural idea, but if the Ming tree is also afraid of fire, then he will have to think of other ideas.

But at this moment, the roots of the Dark Tree suddenly acted like a poisonous snake hunting, and the tips of its roots "whoosh" into Song Yan's fire, then warmed themselves by the fire without any damage.

Song Yan's eyes showed joy, but then he moved his wrist, and a ray of lightning grew out of his flesh and blood. The lightning and fire came to the roots of the dark tree and asked, "Are you afraid of this?"

The roots of the Dark Tree drilled into the thunder and fire. As they did so, the entire root shook, and then quickly retracted into the soil, as if it was angry, and did not emerge again for a long time.

Song Yan looked at the result and muttered to himself, "That's not bad, I can give it a try, but I have to wait for the right time."

After thinking about it, he leaned against the wall of the cave, recalling the attack just now by Demon Mother Su Yao.

The attack method of that blow was completely beyond his understanding, but now that he thought about it, he could sort it out a little.

In the Purple Mansion Realm, one uses thoughts to conduct attack and defense until one weaves one's own innate secret technique.

The Divine Infant Realm, although it now seems that man and heaven and earth are united, it manifests itself in transforming the innate secret technique into the innate secret treasure, doubling the power.

However, the attack of the Nine-Child Demon Mother was able to "use a thought to attack the source of that thought."

This matter is not complicated to explain. It's like two kids fighting. One kid sticks out his fist, and the other kid grabs the fist with one hand and hits the other kid in the face with the other hand.

The attack from the Nine-Child Demon Mother just now gave Song Yan this feeling.

Not only that, he even felt that even if what landed on him was not a thought but an attack from his innate secret technique, the Nine-Child Demon Mother could still entangle his innate secret technique, making his attack like hitting cotton, and then deliver a fatal blow that he could not block.

It's like a "second strike".

'Demon Mother Su Yao's realm should have reached the Purple Mansion Realm long ago.

Although they are both in the Purple Mansion Realm, the difference in spiritual power can determine many things.

When I was in the Xuan realm in the past, I could kill almost all the monks in the Jiang Palace in seconds. But now that I am in the Zifu realm, I can suppress the early stage of the Divine Infant, and I can also hold my own against the middle and late stage Divine Infant.

But Demon Mother Su Yao is likely to be in the Purple Mansion Realm, but can kill most Divine Infant cultivators in seconds.'

Song Yan thought for a moment, shook his head again, and then muttered to himself: "Not really, if that were the case, Demon Mother Su Yao would have run away long ago, slaughtering every sect after the other, and if she encountered an ancient clan, she would have directly dragged them out for sacrifice.

There must be a limit to her power, which prevents her from exerting it recklessly."

A few more breaths
Song Yan thought to himself: “The limitation should be the body.

Even though the Nine-Child Demon Mother activated Su Yao's ancient talent to the greatest extent, time was limited and it was impossible for her to use the True Spirit Jade to improve her physique.

In this way, every time she uses excessive strength, she will inevitably damage her body.

But Su Yao is her best choice now, and she must find ways to maintain herself after every attack.

That's why she is so eager to be with me and to possess my body."

After a little thought, Song Yan connected with Ancestor Ning Xin through his thoughts, and sent back some information about the demons he had obtained outside, and then he calmed down alone.

The roots rustled out again and continued to hook his little finger, bathing in the deathly silence and darkness with him.

A month later.
The ancient forest was filled with a dull and depressing atmosphere. There were wisps of moisture in the air, and water droplets had even condensed on the tips of the green leaves high up, which were falling with a plop onto the ground composed of rotten leaves, roots and twigs below.

Suddenly, there was an eardrum-tearing explosion above the iron-gray cumulus clouds, and rumbling thunder rolled in from the distance. Then, a bright purple snake-like lightning swam out from the sky, split into dense branches in an instant, and froze above the vast gray-black sky.

Song Yan's face was half bright and half dark due to the lightning.

"The time has come."

He opened his eyes, quickly stood up, gently took off the tree roots wrapped around his fingertips, and said, "I'm going to go out for a while, take care of yourself."

Raising a Ming Tree is like raising a baby. Its intelligence increases little by little. Although the two sides cannot communicate, as time passes and as the Ming Tree eats more and more, it has begun to slowly understand the information that Song Yan conveys through his spiritual consciousness.

In the underworld sacrificial formation, the roots of the Hades Tree "whooshed" back into the deep soil. When it stretched out its trunk as if to look into the distance, Song Yan had already disappeared and walked out of the concealing formation set up at the entrance of the cave.

Whoosh!
As soon as Song Yan left the range of the formation, it was like a drop of water falling into an oil pan.

The natural disaster beasts will not actively attack people, but various strange insects and birds in the forest will attack.

The earth beasts before were basically solitary, which was fine, but these wood beasts lived together with a large number of ferocious birds and poisonous insects, so as soon as Song Yan appeared, he immediately attracted a lot of commotion.

Song Yan did not hide his aura.

He moved quickly, and the "Wood Xuan" and "Fire Xuan" in the eight-colored white hole mysterious crystal on his left glove lit up respectively, and the small Heavenly Dao word on the palm of his hand - Yin was suddenly activated.

Two special kinds of mysterious energy suddenly gathered towards Song Yan, forming a two-colored vortex.

There were dense forests here with a lot of trees, and soon Song Yan was surrounded by lush greenery.

Seeing that many poisonous insects and strange birds that wanted to eat him were chasing him, Song Yan looked at the sky again, suddenly stopped, pulled his left hand back like a strong bow, and cast a spell in the air with his right hand.

This method is originally a Purple Mansion-type spell, the "Fire Phase Technique", which can be used by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan when they comprehend the "Hundred Phases of Life and Death". The purpose is to "use one phase to enter hundreds of phases, learn by analogy, and assist in controlling the clan's life secrets". Of course, in addition to this "Fire Phase Technique", there are other techniques. Most of these techniques are various spells collected by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan over the past 5,000 years, integrated and compiled.

However, after Song Yan's deduction and evolution, the "Fire Physique" has now become the "Fire Phoenix Swallowing the Wutong Tree Art", with the following characteristics: it can contain hundreds of fires and turn them into one, and it has a stronger power over the wood element that is restrained by the five elements.

However, there are only two kinds of fire that Song Yan can get: one, ordinary fire; the other, the mysterious fire formed by conventional fire.

The former has no lethality, and the latter has very limited lethality, and is generally used for alchemy.
However, this does not mean that there are only two kinds of fire in the world. Song Yan had read some information in some ancient books of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, saying that more powerful cultivators might use special fire to refine pills. For example, the "Suntian Pill" he was waiting for would most likely require the use of special fire.

At this time, he wanted to incorporate the most special fire he could think of into the "Fire Phoenix Swallowing the Wutong Technique": Heavenly Thunder Fire!

According to ancient records, although this fire is special, it is one of the very few fires that can appear in the mortal world. Now that he himself has a wisp of purple lightning power and a terrifying number of Mu Xuan at this time, it is enough to give it a try.

The next moment, Song Yan pushed out his left hand, and suddenly raised his right hand, with lightning and thunder wrapped around it, leading it to the sky.

Click! !

The snake lightning fell again, and the hand ignored the paralysis of the body and pushed the Fire Phoenix Swallowing the Wutong Technique into the dense wood, and then continued to push forward violently.

boom! ! !
An exaggerated phantom of purple-red flaming wings with arcs of lightning spread out wildly and flew out from Song Yan's hand, instantly igniting the chasing poisonous insects and strange birds, turning into countless fire spots that fell into the forest.

The flaming wings continued to slash across, and wherever they passed, many tree people were completely engulfed in flames and burned before they could even react.

The forest, which was relatively quiet a second ago, was now completely boiling.

The tree people instantly stood up from the ground, looking for the culprit, and the hundred-meter-tall tree man in the center of the ancient forest also opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard "bang bang" sounds coming from deep underground.

Song Yan looked solemn as he stood in mid-air, with a fairy in white appearing behind him.

The immortal held the sword in one hand, while Song Yan, who was in front of the immortal, continued to perform the "Thunder and Fire Phoenix Swallowing the Wutong Technique" while staring at the ground intently.

The wood beast had a very strong regenerative ability. Even if he used the method of Step into the Sky to temporarily crush it, the opponent would most likely recover quickly.

boom! !

A huge green hand formed by intertwined tree roots broke out and grabbed Song Yan with poisonous mist.

Song Yan's thoughts were interrupted, his pupils constricted, and almost at the same time, the immortal in white swung a sword, the sword energy passed through the flames, and purple lightning fell from the sky again.

The sword's energy was powerful, as well as thunder and fire, and collided with the powerful poisonous tree hand, causing a violent energy wave that tore apart all the poisonous insects or weaker trees nearby.

During this collision, poisonous gas attacked, and Song Yan retreated. A cut was left on the palm of the tree man's hand, and the lightning and fire drilled into the wound frantically, but it was quickly destroyed and covered by the intertwined tree roots, and then healed. A large number of sparks splashed in all directions like a volcanic eruption, and wherever they went, a wave of flames spread out again.

At this time, another tree hand stretched out from the soil and grabbed Song Yan.

Song Yan swung his sword again.

third hand
The fourth hand
The hundred-foot-tall divine infant wood beast tree man transformed into a multi-armed giant.

Song Yan used the art of escape to float among these palms like a ghost, continuously swinging out sword energy of thunder and fire.

The divine infant tree man's recovery ability is extremely terrifying. No matter how many wounds Song Yan leaves on it, or how much thunder and fire soak its body, it can recover quickly.

But Song Yan was not discouraged, but continued this action over and over again.

Over time, this special area of ​​ancient woodland has been completely set ablaze.

The divine infant tree man's recovery ability is also weakening.

After a day and a night, when a ray of sword light of lightning and fire fell from the sky again, the divine infant tree man could not hold on and was struck to the end, never to heal.

Song Yanchang let out a sigh of relief, and then with an idea, he suddenly expanded the flag of the "Underworld Sacrifice Array" that was originally confined to the cave entrance, covering the divine infant tree man, and extending it for several miles around. At the same time, he threw in more black crystals to keep the array running.

Song Yan looked down at the area of ​​natural disaster wood beasts and accelerated the operation of the formation.

"Refining!"

Strands of life energy were sacrificed and absorbed by Song Yan and Ming Shu together.

This time, the energy seemed particularly pure due to the presence of the divine infant tree man, and the absorption of the two lasted for a full half a year.

In late winter, a heavy snow covered the forest, covering all the rotten wood from the forest fire, and everything came to an end. This place was originally in the wilderness, and there was no one around. Even if there were people, they would just treat it as a natural fire and would not think much about it.

During this period, Song Yan gradually reduced the scope of the sacrificial array, and new trees quickly grew on the periphery and new small animals arrived.

The forest he destroyed was just a part of this vast forest. Now it has begun to show new vitality, but it is just ordinary life, not the ancient wood beasts and tree people.

At this time, branches had already grown on the black saplings of the Vasubandhu tree, and its daily output of underworld energy was more than the previous half month, but it was all trapped in the sacrificial formation and did not overflow.

The white-robed immortal in Song Yan's "Picture of the Free Demon" has also changed: the blank pupils have been perfected, turning into a pair of eyes that are closed but complete.

Song Yan tried his best to open his eyes slightly, and he roughly understood the power of them: obscene!

These are a pair of "eyes of a demon monk who has realized the true meaning of obscenity."

Monks are forbidden from lying, killing, and committing adultery, but evil monks do the exact opposite.

Among the demons, cannibalism is one way; the other way is to sacrifice one's life and thus evolve on one's own.

This evil monk is not stronger than the murderous monk or the lying monk, but when the three are combined, their overall strength will be enhanced.

Killing can increase physical strength, lying can widen the cracks in people's hearts, and sexual immorality can pry open people's defenses, causing cracks to appear in a heart that originally had no cracks. It can be said that one thing leads to another.

At this point, Song Yan also seemed to be somewhat enlightened.

"It can be said that every Xuan Xiu world is a predatory place for the demons. When the dark disaster era truly arrives, it will be even worse."

'If it is said that in the dark disaster era, mortals will be killed by disaster beasts and ghosts produced by the air of the underworld, then monks will be targeted by the demons.'

'The demons will not sacrifice ordinary people, because it is meaningless. Only powerful and pure life energy can promote their evolution.'

Being at the turning point of this new era, Song Yan has gradually understood the characteristics of this era through his own experience and normal logical deduction:

This was the beginning of the era.
Mortals and ordinary cultivators have to hide from natural disasters and beasts; in the later stages, if the heaven and earth cannot survive, they have to hide from the air of the underworld. Anyway, they will either die in the front or in the back.

Powerful monks were secretly sacrificed by the demons in the early stage; in the later stage, they were hunted down and sacrificed by the demons. After the demons devoured them completely, they would shed their skin in this world, jump back into the sea of ​​suffering, and drift to the next world, where they would descend again through sacrifice and further improve through devouring.

However, these are just his guesses. After all, he is still in a small first-level cultivation area. In this world, there are also second-level, third-level, and even fourth-level existences of the world itself.

Although he is a strong man in the world before him, he is nothing in the larger world. He is not qualified to accurately predict the future direction. He can only make some small predictions based on the fleeting glimpse of this frog in the well to give himself a direction.

What's more, the "Nine-Child Demon Mother" is still looking for him everywhere.

Others don't know his background, but the "Nine-Child Demon Mother" knows it through the earliest lying demon monk.

The devil has no soul, he is just the cause and effect of thoughts, but he has a soul.

In short, he is the best parasite.

patter
A cluster of snowflakes fell from the branches of the swaying sandflower, revealing the pitch-black branches. The air of the underworld, which was much more concentrated than before, was overflowing from the branches and transformed into wisps of black that flowed through the underworld sacrificial formation.

Song Yan looked at the aura of the underworld, thought for a moment, and took out the ancient purple mansion corpse of the killer monk again, and said silently: "Use Vasushahua, the corpse in front of you, and the incomplete simulation of the "Secret Art of Refining Corpses of the Underworld" as the target to refine the underworld corpse monster."

[In the first year, you vaguely understood the "Secret Art of Corpse Refining in the Underworld". It is not complicated to say, it is still an extended application of the art of burial. In the past, you obtained the "Corpse Refining Art" from the Puppet Sect. The art advocates that the corpse absorbs the mysterious energy from Feng Shui and uses special herbs for conditioning. As a more advanced corpse refinement, the corpse monster needs to absorb enough underworld energy. However, as a corpse at the level of a divine infant, it has minimum requirements for the concentration and production speed of the underworld energy. Now the underworld energy provided by your Vasushahua has barely reached the minimum requirements for refining corpse monsters.]

Suddenly, the "Secret Art of Corpse Refining by Corpses of the Underworld" (extremely incomplete) (simulation state) on Song Yan's panel changed to "Secret Art of Corpse Refining by Corpses of the Underworld" (not yet mastered)

Song Yan continued to deduce and mutate.

After consuming a large amount of lifespan and going through two deductions and a perfect mutation, the "Secret Art of Refining Corpses from the Underworld" became the "Secret Art of Refining Corpses from Outside the Body".

The "corpse monster from the underworld" has no intelligence or soul, and will only subconsciously chase and kill lives. Even if Song Yan could refine such a thing, it would counterattack Song Yan in the first moment, chasing Song Yan with a knife to kill him. With Song Yan's current strength, he really cannot defeat the corpse monster from the underworld in good condition.

Being able to control the "corpse monster of the underworld" is already impossible, let alone making it an "incarnation outside the body", which is pure nonsense.

However, the existence of Vasusagia makes everything possible.

The core item required in the "Secret Art of Refining Corpses Outside the Body" is "a branch plucked from the Vasudaka flower that you refined."

Vasusava has an unimaginable affinity for the aura of the underworld.

You cannot control the corpses of the underworld, but Vasusava has the potential.

Therefore, you can completely control the underworld corpse monster through the branches of Vasusha flower and make it your incarnation. But in the same way, if someone discovers the secret and smashes the branches of Vasusha flower hidden in the underworld corpse monster, the underworld corpse monster will be completely out of control.

After learning that he could successfully refine the corpse of the underworld and even form an incarnation, Song Yan suddenly felt happy.

As for the "incarnation", he had not been able to get a new one since the "Hundred Aspects Divine Control", so his supply was discontinued. But he didn't expect that he could continue this time.

So, he did as he said and placed the corpse of the murderous monk directly in the sacrificial array in the underworld.

If the formation is not activated, it will not be refined; if the dark tree is entangled, it will not be refined.

As soon as he had a thought, the Dark Tree understood and slowly extended its roots to wrap around the corpse of the murderous monk, while at the same time completely irrigating the corpse with the energy of the underworld.

Song Yan raised his hand and grabbed a small forked branch growing from the Dark Tree and transmitted his thoughts again.

"Xiao Ming, I'll break off a small section."

Just as he finished the thought, the Dark Tree hissed and wrapped its roots around the branches, as if it would not let him break.

Song Yanchuan said: "I have to become stronger, otherwise we will all be doomed. I need your branch."

After saying this, he raised his hand and tried to peel off the roots of the Dark Tree.

However, the Dark Tree grew roots, which entangled his hand and moved it away.

Song extended his hand.

Mingshu put his hand back to its original place again.

After a few times, Song Yan felt a little amused, but he wouldn't use force on a tree, right?
At this moment, the dark tree seemed to sense his helplessness, and peeled off a little bit of the roots that were wrapped around the forked branches, and then pulled Song Yan's finger over.

Song Yan said: "This is not enough."

The dark tree retreated again.

"not enough."

The dark tree continued to retreat.

One man and one tree pulled repeatedly.

Finally, Song Yan broke off the entire fork with a "click", then looked at the corpse of the demon monk in front of him, suddenly exerted his strength, tore open a piece of flesh on his chest, and pressed the fork in tightly until it was inserted and the gap in the flesh healed, then he retracted his hand.

He could feel that the forked branch was connecting to the underworld energy around the demon monk's body, and his spiritual consciousness was slowly spreading through the forked branch to the entire body of the demon monk.

But this was not enough. Song Yan sat cross-legged and began to practice the secret technique of "The Corpse Refining Technique" so that he could completely refine this corpse from the underworld.

"It will take about fifteen years. During these fifteen years, I will need to practice the refining method next to this corpse for at least one hour every day."

"The rest of the time, I will hunt some monsters or natural disaster beasts in the surrounding area to provide nutrition for Xiao Ming."

Song Yan thought about his future plans, and then looked at the big hand that was fixed on the corpse of the demon monk. His eyes moved, and he thought to himself: "Maybe I should carve a Juexuan formation. Although it is not as direct and effective as the small Tiandao characters, once the formation flag is opened, I can gain more advantages."

It was getting dark.

Song Yan sat cross-legged, strengthening the surrounding defense array and illusion array while observing the progress of refining.

After he thoroughly confirmed that the progress of corpse refining was on the right track, he began to try to go out, observe the surrounding terrain, and then go out early and come back late, randomly killing some natural disaster beasts and demon beasts in the distance, and then bring them back to the formation to nourish the Nether Tree.

A feeling of "peaceful life" once again arose in his heart.

Time flies, and several years have passed.

Song Yan has been living a peaceful life.

During this period, he felt twice that some little guys from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan used the family token, so he also experienced the feeling of attacking from a distance twice.

Because he would only attack once, he did not need to consider a protracted battle. He would start with the "Small Heavenly Words" plus the "One Step into the Sky", plus the "Hundred Aspects of Life and Death Posture Transformed from the Free Demon Diagram".

A huge hand appeared directly from the void, and once the Life and Death Pillar fell, basically, no matter what enemies those little guys faced, they would be defeated on the spot.

The reputation of Wuxiang Tianzun has gradually overshadowed that of Tang Xiaoxuan, the patriarch of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The members of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan feel this most deeply.

Basically, when you are out and about, there are many times when you mention Tang Xiaoxuan's name and others won't say anything, but if you mention Wuxiang Tianzun, others may take the initiative to give way to you.

The so-called reputation is jointly constructed by "benevolent" and "invincible".

Even though Song Yan is not invincible, he must hold on for the sake of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

However, no one expected that the famous Wuxiang Tianzun was actually hiding quietly at this time, refining an ancient corpse.

At the end of the year, heavy snow fell again, and Song Yan clearly felt that there were more natural disasters and earth beasts wandering around.

The beginning of spring the following year.

Song Yan saw a group of monks passing overhead.

The monks are the monks of the Crimson Palace and the elite monks of Lian Xuan.

These cultivators fought a fierce battle with a lone earth beast within the range of his spiritual awareness. After killing the earth beast, they used an unknown method to condense earth crystals from the earth beast and then left.

Xuan crystal is a precious crystal jade that replenishes Xuan Qi, and the five elements Xuan crystal such as earth Xuan crystal is even harder to find.

Song Yan looked at it curiously, and then "The Art of Swallowing Earth and Refining Crystals (Simulation State)" appeared on the panel. He directly used his wisdom to deduce and evolve the spell, making it perfect in an instant, and at the same time evolved it to a higher level of "The Art of Swallowing Earth and Refining Crystals (Perfect)".

If the crystal refining technique requires a slow process to refine a little, then how can the "Soil Swallowing and Crystal Transformation Technique" directly absorb the land and transform the earth into crystals?

It's just that the earth element in the land is actually very thin, but if there is a pile of earth beast corpses in front of you, it will be very efficient.

Fourth year.
More and more cultivators appeared in Song Yan's consciousness.

From their conversation, Song Yan learned that all the surrounding cities had been relocated and were still moving inland. Many villages that were a little later were massacred, with the entire village killed, leaving no one alive.

There were also some unlucky relocation teams that encountered natural disaster beasts on the way and were wiped out in a whirlwind.

These monks who came here came from all major sects.

They were organized by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and driven by "Ancient Clan Contribution Points", came to the border to hunt natural disaster beasts in order to ease the pressure on the border and provide the people with more time to escape.

Song Yan observed and listened silently, but did not take any action.

He carefully retracted the Hades Sacrifice Array and many other formations.

He didn't want anyone to know his existence.

Time flies and ten years have passed.

Another winter
late at night.

In the secret realm of the Wuxiang ancient clan’s ancestral bloodline, a cry of surprise suddenly came from a room in a garden.

Enli sat up in shock, her black hair hanging wetly on her snow-white neck. She was gasping for breath, her eyes wide open and lifeless.

In the darkness, a burly and terrifying demon figure with a smile on his lips slowly opened his eyes.

The peach blossom eyes made her completely lose her mind at a glance. When she was tempted to approach slowly, the corners of the smiling mouth opened again, revealing a bloody mouth full of fangs.

And the face of the evil shadow was exactly Song Yan.

"Why am I still so afraid of you?" An Li lowered her head somewhat helplessly, "Obviously you..."

She wanted to find some excuses for Song Yan, but the scene of the devil grinning and teasing him and devouring all living beings reappeared in her mind.

Those eyes, filled with peach blossoms, make people sink into them.

Although it was just a crack, it had already made the female cultivator in white in front of him obsessed.

Her defenses were instantly broken, and she forgot all her sorrow. She just threw her whole heart on the man in front of her.

Song Yan opened his eyes and looked at the female cultivator he had rescued.

This female cultivator went out with her master to hunt earth beasts, but unfortunately they were unlucky and encountered an earth beast in the Purple Mansion Realm. When they were about to be wiped out, he took action to pull the female cultivator back.

Over the years, he has learned a lot of magic from monks.

But the magic skills possessed by this female cultivator surprised him greatly, so he took the initiative to attack.

This female cultivator has mastered a completely different kind of shadow puppetry.

Seeing that she was traumatized by the tragic death of her master, Song Yan directly used his newly mastered eye technique on her, so that she could instantly get out of her grief and change her emotions.

(End of this chapter)