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

Chapter 196 195. The Terror of “Otherization”, Ten Years Have Come (8.3K words - Large chapter, please subscribe)
Summer is passing quickly
No one visited Song Yan's cave anymore, so it became deserted.

He himself didn't know why, but he guessed it must be related to the two times of severing cause and effect.

When autumn came, a large number of cultivators who had lost their homes due to natural disasters and beasts came from outside, wanting to live in Xunxian Valley.

However, there were limited cave dwellings in Xunxian Valley, and only a limited number of difficult cultivators had money, so only a group of them were taken in, and many more difficult cultivators left.

During this period, Song Yan saw Fang Tiansheng and Fairy Huan again.

This immortal couple seemed to be very sympathetic to Nanxiu's situation and were trying their best to coordinate and make things work.

The gentle expression and snow-white skirt added a bit of warmth to the Xunxian Valley.

However, the area around Xunxian Valley has begun to become dangerous.

In the last days, morality will inevitably collapse. This principle also applies to the world of monks.

Originally, there would be no robbery here, but now it is not necessarily the case.

After hearing about several disappearances, the cultivators in Xunxian Valley who used to go out no longer dared to go out alone. They either formed groups or stayed at home in their caves.

In early winter, the Cangshan Mountains are covered with snow, and the black rocks are covered with salt frost and cotton wool, becoming snow-white and lonely.

Rocks are not lonely, but in the eyes of lonely people, not to mention rocks, even the sky and the earth look the same and are empty.

Song Yan suddenly thought of a sentence he saw before traveling through time: The way of heaven is to take from the surplus and make up for the deficiency; the way of man is to take from the deficiency and increase the surplus.

He cut off his own cause and effect, but in fact these causes and effects were good for him. They were anchors and the connection between him and this world. As a cultivator, these things were extremely important and also insufficient.

But the crisis is not here yet.

Because he understood that his original intention of cutting off these causes and effects was "for the good of both parties" and that "the cause and effect had already ended and there was no point in keeping them."

But is it really useless?

He cut off these causes and effects, which was "reducing what was lacking and increasing what was in excess", sacrificing his own mental experience and making up for the so-called "no future troubles".

'No wonder I feel so empty.'

"It turns out that this is not a side effect of using this talent, but I used it wrongly."

Song Yan pondered for a long time, and he began to have a new understanding of "no self".

The real purpose of "selflessness" is not to "cut off worldly ties" but to "cut off crises."

For example, if he has an enemy with someone, and that person is connected to a powerful force, in this case, he can try to sever the cause and effect between the two people, so as to avoid "hitting the younger one will bring the older one, and touching the older one will bring the older one", and so on endlessly.

When will the cycle of revenge end? Sometimes, even eradicating the roots of the grudge cannot put an end to the grudge. If you can also cut off the cause and effect, then there will be no risk.

This kind of thing is not a question of whether you are afraid or not, but it is annoying to death, and you never know if there will be a follow-up to this matter.
You may be so proud of yourself that you are eating hot pot and singing songs, and then someone stronger than you may suddenly come and shout "How dare you, little brat" and chase you away like a frightened dog.

There is no guarantee that hundreds of years later someone will come to seek revenge on you, or kill your loved ones, and then say to you who has come late, "Old Demon Song, I will also make you feel the pain I felt back then", and you will look at him in confusion and ask, "My hands are stained with blood, who are you avenging for?"

Song Yan doesn't like this kind of thing.

If it's over, it should be over completely.

But how can the cause and effect of heaven and earth go according to your wishes?

But if you cut off the cause and effect, then that will be enough.

This is the correct usage.

The cold wind howled, rolling up thousands of silver waves and countless snow tides, crossing the towering and long Xunxian Valley.

Song Yan rubbed his hands and walked out of the cave.

The thought of cutting off worldly ties still makes him feel depressed.

So, he had to come out and get some fresh air.

Inside the cave, Poxu Yuzhuang was still adjusting her body.

After such a long time, she has basically adapted to the Blood Corpse Jade Makeup.

But the problem still exists.

First, I can’t speak;
Second, unable to distinguish between good and evil.

Song Yan could not teach her who should be killed and who should not be killed, nor could he make her understand who had malicious intentions towards her and who had good intentions.

Because, apart from Song Yan, whenever there was a life in front of her, Po Xu Yu Zhuang would always have only one attitude, that is: eat eat eat!!
She will quickly kill all targets except Song Yan, and then devour the targets and turn them into her own nutrients.

But the reason why Song Yan allowed Poxu Yuzhuang to exist was because he could feel something.

Poshushahua knew very well the significance of Blood Corpse Jade Makeup to him, and also understood that Blood Corpse Jade Makeup's existence would make him happy, so Poshu Jade Makeup took great care of Blood Corpse Jade Makeup's body, and strengthened it in a mysterious way of controlling the energy of the underworld.

If the previous Blood Corpse Jade Makeup was in the "early Purple Mansion realm which could fall back to the late stage of Crimson Palace at any time", then now, she is already moving towards the "middle Purple Mansion realm".

This growth rate is extremely terrifying, and it is all thanks to Vasudha.

And Poxu Yuzhuang's attack methods are also very powerful.

Using his powerful physique to attack, he used the tree roots extending from between his fingers to pierce the target's body, and then quickly absorbed the target's life energy.

Song Yan turned his head and glanced at the cave.

Poxu Yuzhuang is carrying out her "cultivation".

The red-dressed witch, who looked like a porcelain doll, was waving her hands constantly, and the tree roots that occasionally protruded from between her fingers looked like sharp claws.

Suddenly, she pounced on the wall of the cave again, and her sharp fingertips enabled her to crawl quickly on the wall with ease.

Suddenly, a group of strange black clouds spread around her. Those black clouds were condensed and did not disperse. They were made up of the air of the underworld.

She sat on this Black Cloud Mountain, flying back and forth in the cramped cave like a playful child.

If the heaven and earth could sense this air of the underworld, I am afraid that all the earth beasts and water beasts under the land of Chen Guang Sect would crawl out, causing the dark disaster to come ahead of time.

However, Poxu Yuzhuang’s control over the energy of the underworld is extremely powerful. When she had two leaves, she could cover the sky, but now she has three.

"Huhu."

Song Yan clasped his hands together and blew out hot air.

Even in a state of extreme restraint, he could still feel the chill of deep winter.

At this time, there were only a few scattered people in front of the caves in Xunxian Valley. They were wary of each other. Although they would smile at each other if they saw each other, they were always filled with a strong sense of alienation.

Song Yan was immersed in the identity and environment of "Shi Huangzi, a casual cultivator of the ninth level of Lianxuan".

The dark disaster is approaching, and a large number of difficult cultivators are coming from outside. The surrounding environment is becoming more and more unstable. He has no Taoist companion or friend. He has no money and no opportunity to stay here. The only way is to quickly buy the most common Crimson Palace Pill from the manager of Chen Guangzong and seek a breakthrough.

As for the future, it is completely unclear, but it is foreseeable that the future will definitely not develop in a good way. An increasingly uneasy feeling has shrouded his heart like a dark cloud.

It's really like heaven and earth locking people up.

But what can he do?

There is nothing he can do.

But. If only he were someone else.

As the saying goes, “The rich have wine and meat, while the poor have frozen to death on the streets.” Which “poor man who has frozen to death” in the world does not hate the “rich have wine and meat”? And which “poor man who has frozen to death” does not want to become the “rich have wine and meat”?

For a moment, Song Yan was completely immersed in the current state.

And in his life treasure, the dark yellow substance once again overflowed with dots of gold, which fed back to his soul.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Yan woke up from this epiphany.

He glanced at the panel.

However, an extra line of information appeared on the panel: [Talent 4: Transformation].

Enlightenment does not need to be achieved "at the critical moment of life and death" or "at the time of grief when all relatives and friends have died". Enlightenment requires "a natural process of development and a gradual accumulation of strength".

There was no big battle, but on this quiet winter day, Song Yan suddenly realized.

What he realized was not the way of life and death or killing, but the simple "state of freedom and liberation".

But it’s the first time in life, even if you have a preliminary understanding, you still need to cross the river by feeling the stones and deepen your understanding through practice.

After thoroughly consolidating the artistic conception and integrating it with his natal secret treasure to form the embryo of his natal realm, he can then try to cross the sea of ​​suffering to reach the next realm.

"Go out and look for a target to try."

Song Yan stepped out of Xunxian Valley and began to wander around.

His spiritual sense also began to expand and scan the surroundings.

After this look, I realized that the difficult cultivators who flocked to Xunxian Valley were just a drop in the bucket, while the refugees outside were much more numerous.

The island where the Chen Guang Sect is located is called an island, but it is actually a small continent. The western part of the continent has been attacked by natural disasters, water beasts and earth beasts.

At this time, carloads of refugees came east with their families.

There were horse-drawn carriages, ox-drawn carts, donkey-drawn carts, and even wheelbarrows. Those who owned these were lucky and had considerable wealth.

Song Yan only needed to sweep his spiritual sense to see the hellish scenes along the way, with people starving to death, freezing to death, dying of disease, and even cannibalism. It was so sad and unbearable to watch.

After all, this world has soil with mysterious energy, and it is common for mysterious energy to increase farmland production. Therefore, in peacetime, this land can support a very large population.

But the more people there are, the more people will die when disaster strikes, and not only more but also faster.

People who live in a luxurious and peaceful place can never imagine such a tragic scene. Peace makes them lack awe of death and disaster. They wonder "how could so many people die" and wonder "can people be reborn after death". In fact, what is the difference between this and "how can there be no food? Don't they eat minced meat?"
At this moment, a handsome man wrapped in a white velvet cloak stood on a bare grey cliff, overlooking a long group of refugees who were struggling through the snow below.

Some people are dying in this team, but the team will not stop for the dead, they will continue to move forward until the next city.
Fang Tiansheng clenched his fists tightly. Although his nails did not pierce the skin, they left deep marks.

The charming female cultivator lowered her head and watched her fellow Taoist's actions, sighing softly.

Fang Tiansheng looked gloomy.

Fairy Huan suddenly said, "I'll go."

Fang Tiansheng nodded.

Fairy Huan changed her expression, put her hands slightly behind her back, and slowly floated down from mid-air. Her black hair flowed like ink, with a flower mark on her forehead. Her temperament was like clouds in the sky. She stopped in front of the refugee group.

The refugees who were walking suddenly saw the extremely beautiful fairy falling from the sky. They all froze in place, not saying a word or asking any questions, but just looking at Fairy Huan numbly.

Fairy Huan raised her hand and waved out twenty bottles of elixirs, then said in a loud voice: "I am a cultivator from the Chenguang Sect. The sect couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so they sent me here. You can boil these elixirs with water, one bottle at a time, and then drink a sip, which will sustain you for a day. Here are twenty bottles, enough for you to get to the next city."

The refugees then knelt down in a black mass, shouting in hoarse and colorful voices: "Thank you, fairy."

Fairy Huan's expression flashed as she looked at some poor children. The children were dirty and were about to freeze to death. A look of pity flashed in her eyes, but then she noticed the cold gaze above her head. She could only retract her gaze, then gracefully left and landed beside Fang Tiansheng.

Fang Tiansheng said coldly: "Did you still want to save that child just now?"

Fairy Huan said: "It's just pitiful."

Fang Tiansheng was irritated by this, and he suddenly burst out: "Pity? Pity? You pity her, who will pity us?"

Fairy Huan sighed.

Fang Tiansheng said: "Do you remember we were in Mao Country?

At that time, we were at the top of Mao Country, invincible in the world, and there was no rival at all in any direction!
Even the leader has to ask us for advice on what he wants to do.

We are truly at the top!

But when we came to the Chen Guang Sect, we actually became the bottom of the society!

We have to distribute supplies to these ant-like untouchables?
They look down on us!"

Fairy Huan lowered her head, with hesitation in her eyes. Suddenly, she bit her teeth lightly, as if she had made up her mind, and advised: "In fact, Chen Guang Sect has not treated us unfairly. They have given me a lot of resources. What others have, we also have. Tiansheng, you...you should stop being like this. There are always people who are better than you."

Fang Tiansheng's pupils shrank, and he slapped Fairy Huan in the face with a ferocious look, knocking her to the ground. Then he walked forward a few steps, looking down at her and said, "You are a born bitch. You are grateful for the resources given to you by others? If I had known earlier, I would have killed you with a sword, so that you would not delay my practice!"

Fairy Huan raised her hand to cover her face and cried, "Tiansheng, you were not like this before."

Fang Tiansheng's excitement slowly subsided, and he became calm, so calm that it was scary.

He said proudly: "I am a genius. Since the Chenguang Sect is like a dog that cannot recognize a pearl, there is no need for it to exist."

He took two steps forward, suddenly drew his sword, and put it against the charming female cultivator's neck, saying, "I have an appointment with Yinsha Old Demon to meet tomorrow. He thinks highly of me. Are you coming?"

When Fairy Huan heard the words "Yin Sha Old Demon", her face turned pale and she asked, "When did you meet him?"

Fang Tiansheng said: "The sect of Yinsha Old Demon is on the west side of the continent. It was also destroyed in the process of resisting the natural disaster beast. His sect was destroyed and he urgently needed to find a new place to practice, so he set his sights on Chenguang Sect. Many of the difficult cultivators who poured into Xunxian Valley a few days ago were the vanguards sent by him."

Fairy Huan said faintly: "No wonder you are so enthusiastic and helped many monks settle down. I thought you really sympathized with them."

"pity?"

Fang Tiansheng sneered, then said: "Okay, no more nonsense, will you still be with me tomorrow?"

Fairy Huan said, "If I say no, will you kill me?"

Fang Tiansheng's face became ferocious and he seemed to be struggling.

Fairy Huan said, "You have already killed many people. You have killed all those who affected your cultivation, your future, and your image. It's no different than having one more me."

Fang Tiansheng said calmly: "They have disturbed my mind, and they will die."

Fairy Huan closed her eyes.

Fang Tiansheng said: "I'll give you an incense stick of time to think about it."

After saying that, he suddenly took out a gray cloak from the storage space, grabbed a Xuanbao long sword that he didn't use on a daily basis, then covered his face with it and flew away.

When they caught up with the refugee group, Fang Tiansheng laughed deeply and murmured, "Why are you running away? We are just ants, wouldn't it be better to die in the place where we were born? If it weren't for ants like you, Chen Guang Sect wouldn't have asked me to distribute supplies. If I hadn't been assigned such a menial job, I wouldn't have turned my back on him, and I wouldn't have surrendered to the Yinsha old demon! You forced me to do this!"

Fang Tiansheng put his fingers together, took out his long knife and aimed at the distance.

The refugees were gathered together. A few relatively strong men were using a pot to cook the pills they had just obtained, while a group of people were looking into the distance numbly and expectantly.

Fang Tiansheng looked at the people in the last row, smiled faintly, and slashed at them with his sword.

However, despite the use of Xuan Qi, his sword did not move at all.

Fang Tiansheng subconsciously cast the spell again.

The knife still didn't move.

He released his spiritual sense and scanned the surroundings, passing over the surrounding snow, mountains and forests, and people in the distance. He even took in the texture of small stones hidden in the snow, but he did not find anything unusual, nor did he notice the young man and the witch standing behind him.

Fang Tiansheng frowned slightly, thinking to himself: "What's going on?"

He cast the spell again, but the knife remained motionless.

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

He slowly tilted his head subconsciously.

But when I was halfway through, I felt as if my head was filled with thousands of bees, and then there was a buzzing sound, and then everything went blank.

Fang Tiansheng stood there blankly, his brain and heart suddenly empty, only one question echoing: "Who am I?"

puff!
A sharp tree root suddenly pierced his head.

Soon, Fang Tiansheng was reduced to ashes.

Song Yan looked at the disappeared monk and said, "It's my first time using it, so I'm not very skilled."

He raised his hands slightly, and a ball of cause and effect was spinning in his palms.

With a little perception, I feel that this cause and effect is not strong.

After thinking for a while, he took a deep breath.

This cluster of cause and effect was immediately attached to his soul.

Song Yan suddenly had a lot of memories in his mind, and it seemed as if these things happened to him.

He put away Fang Tiansheng's storage bag, then flew back to the top of the cliff and looked at Fairy Huan in the distance.

Fairy Huan had stood up at some point, with her legs tightly together, her skirt fluttering, and she looked at Song Yan with a deathly pale face.

He clearly looked like Song Yan, but in her eyes, this young man was the one with whom she had been together and with whom many stories had happened.

But now, this person has changed.

She closed her eyes and said, "Tiansheng, I've thought about it."

Song Yan asked: "What is your decision?"

Fairy Huan raised her two fingers, and with a clang, a ray of white light flashed out, then quickly flew towards her neck, and tears were already sliding down her cheeks.

Song Yan took a step forward, pinched the white light with his fingers, and then held Fairy Huan in his arms.

The two of them spun in the air for several circles, then slowly landed on the ground.

There were still traces of tears on Fairy Huan's pretty face, but she was already a little dazed.

"you"

Song Yan hugged her tightly and said, "I've thought about it. You are right."

Fairy Huan was stunned for a long time, then burst into laughter and hugged him tightly.

Originally, her fate had ended tragically just now, but now she had a new turn of events.

In the evening, the snow had just stopped and the brilliant rosy red sky shone on Xunxian Valley.

Between the fairy valleys, a pair of immortal lovers flew through the air.

Zhao Nuo's retreat went smoothly. He took a short break and stood in front of the cave, looking outside. When he saw Fang Tiansheng and Fairy Huan, he immediately felt envious. He looked at the high and mighty Fairy Huan with a pair of cunning eyes. After a long while, he sighed again, clenched his fists, and said, "Practice well and make a breakthrough as soon as possible!"

Song Yan brought Fairy Huan across the canyon, secretly observing everyone's expressions.

But everything works fine.

He deliberately passed by his own cave, but his neighbors did not exclaim, "Fellow Daoist Shi Huangzi, why are you with Fairy Huan?"

He looked carefully at his soul again.

One's own cause and effect are inward-looking, while Fang Tiansheng's cause and effect are rotating outwardly.

Obviously, his cause and effect were hidden by Fang Tiansheng's cause and effect.

Song Yan led Fairy Huan to land near his cave.

The neighbor had long been replaced by someone else from Yun Yun.

Song Yan and Fairy Huan chatted with the cultivator for a while, asking questions like "What else is missing from Xunxian Valley, how are you living here?" and casually asked about the cultivator in the cave next door.

But the answer he got was something like "The cultivator next door is called Shi Huangzi. He went out some time ago, probably for training."

Song Yan understood immediately.

To people who were familiar with him, he had disappeared and gone to an unknown place. Even if he stood in front of acquaintances, they would not be able to recognize him unless he eliminated the cause and effect of Fang Tiansheng.

After completing the "otherization" test, Song Yan and Fairy Huan returned to the independent cave together.

As soon as the two landed, Fairy Huan showed some surprise on her pretty face and said, "Tiansheng, your sword-riding speed seems to be much faster than before."

Song Yan clenched his fists, his face showing determination as he said, "I have never forgotten when Maoguo was at the top. I think it must be because I didn't work hard enough, so I kept it a secret from you when I had time to practice hard outside.

As for why I kept it a secret from you, it's because you're so charming, Huanmei. If I tell you, you'll definitely come along. If I'm with you, I'll be distracted and unable to practice. You won't blame me, will you?"

Fairy Huan burst into laughter, but then raised her head slightly and looked at her Taoist partner in front of her with a complicated expression.

The two looked at each other.

Song Yan observed quietly.

Soon he realized the way in which the causal overlap of "otherization" operated.

When two different identities are superimposed together, there will always be some "blank intervals". At this time, as long as you can give a reasonable explanation, this explanation will be accepted. At least the female cultivator in front of you will definitely not be able to detect it.

However, he was still curious about how the "Yinsha Old Demon" would react.

From Fang Tiansheng's cause and effect, he has learned that "Yin Sha Old Demon" is a master in the early stage of Divine Infant, which means he is in the same realm as him.

Just as he was thinking, Song Yan felt Fairy Huan throw herself into his arms, her hands around his strong waist, her cheek against his chest, and she whispered, "What should we do tomorrow?"

Song Yan said: "I will do it."

Fairy Huan suddenly said, "I'll go with you."

Song Yan laughed and said, "I threatened you so much, but you didn't go. Now you agree after I coaxed you like this? Aren't you afraid that I will retreat to advance?"

Fairy Huan said softly, "I know you, Tiansheng. You never coax me, and you don't bother to coax me. For so many years, you didn't want to touch me. So, since you said that, it must be true.

I didn't accompany you yesterday because I didn't want to be an accomplice to the evil, and I would rather die. But now, I am willing to share life and death with you, even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire. "

The two looked at each other affectionately, and Song Yan suddenly picked up the fairy in front of him and strode towards the bed.

After a moment, Fairy Huan made a moaning sound.

The hook of the gauze curtain was gently kicked by the little feet, and then it fell down, and was hit by the wind, like ripples on the water.

Immediately afterwards, a "wooooooo" cry was heard from "underwater".

The shouting was like crying and laughing, laughing and crying.
For a long time, and for a long time
Everything has just been settled.

There was a look of happiness on that pretty face.

Song Yan was also enjoying this wonderful experience, feeling relaxed physically and mentally. When he felt the warm long legs still hanging on him, moving slightly as if inviting him, he pounced again and became happy with Fairy Huan.

The next morning.

This immortal couple went out of Xunxian Valley under the envious gazes of many wandering cultivators.

No one noticed that Fang Tiansheng had changed.

All that belonged to Fang Tiansheng now belonged to Song Yan.

The two were flying on their swords when Fairy Huan suddenly asked in surprise, "My dear, why are we heading towards Chen Guang Sect? Did we go the wrong way?"

Song Yan said: "That's right."

After a while.
Song Yan went to see the Grand Elder of Chen Guang Sect to report an important matter, and directly told him about the "Yin Sha Old Demon"'s difficulty in cultivating his character and his preparation for a surprise attack.

The elder was silent for a long time, looked at Song Yan deeply and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

Song Yan came closer and spoke a few words.

Fairy Huan was stunned.

Immediately, Song Yan did not let Fairy Huan go with him, but went to the appointment with Yinsha Old Demon alone.

at dusk.

Song Yan came to a cave in the suburbs filled with mysterious energy, and then stepped in step by step despite the murderous aura that was blowing towards him.

A demon cultivator in a red robe and short hair was sitting in the dark, playing with a female cultivator. When he saw the person coming, he said coldly, "You're late."

He obviously didn't notice the changes in Fang Tiansheng in front of him.

Song Yan looked at the demon cultivator in front of him.

This demon cultivator is at the early stage of Purple Mansion, and is definitely not the Yinsha old demon.

As if sensing his thoughts, the red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator said, "The Demon Lord is in seclusion, and he will take action at a critical moment. Since you are here, you should have brought new information. Tell me what the current situation of Chen Guang Sect is, is it possible to capture it?"

Song Yanchang sighed, and then told him about how he secretly went out and was spotted by the Grand Elder of Chen Guang Sect. He then said, "The Grand Elder said that they had already discovered our spies, and they kept me here because they wanted me to pass on a message."

The red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, frowned, and pondered for a long time before saying, "What does Chen Guang Zong want you to say?"

Song Yan said: "Fighting."

"Fighting?"

"The Great Elder said that each sect should send five people. If the Chenguang Sect loses, they will give up half of the sect."

"Oh, what if they win?" The red-robed short-haired demon cultivator was a little tempted, because this attack on Chen Guang Sect was also a last resort. Chen Guang Sect was a large sect, and even if it was conquered, there was no telling how many casualties would be caused.

Song Yan said: "The great elder said that if the Chen Guang Sect wins, they will help all the difficult cultivators to build a new mountain city for cultivators in an empty mysterious land in the mountains. Although the mysterious energy in that mysterious land is not as high as that of the Chen Guang Sect, it is not bad either."

The red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator was stunned.

Song Yan said: "The elder also said that with natural disasters and monsters rampant, it is time for us all to live together on this island, this home, and fight against foreign enemies together.

If we continue to fight among ourselves at this time, no matter who wins or loses, we will be powerless to resist the natural disaster beast. Even if we can survive for a few years, we still have to escape. But where can we escape to when the time comes?"

The red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator was silent for a long time, then frowned and asked, "What did he really say?"

Song Yan nodded.

The red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator said, "This matter is of great importance. I will report it to the Demon Lord."

After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly.

for a long time
The red-robed, short-haired demon cultivator opened his eyes again and said, "The Demon Lord has agreed. One month later, only five people are allowed to come to Yunpiao Valley."

Song Yan said: "Then I will return quickly to tell the Great Elder."

For Song Yan, this level of battle gave him a feeling of being in complete control.

The strongest person in Chen Guang Sect is a middle-stage Divine Infant. Logically speaking, this battle is a sure win.

However, to Song Yan's surprise, the accident did happen.

The so-called "secretly killing the old demon" is just a cover.

And above the "Yinsha Old Demon", there is an old monster named "Xueluanzi".

This old monster came from another island, and his strength is also in the middle stage of Divine Infant.

The appearance of Xue Luanzi will definitely change the situation of the war
However, the demon cultivators always have ulterior motives, and no one knows whether they abide by the rules.

However, a month later, when Xue Luanzi hurried over from afar and was about to go to Yunpiao Valley to give Chen Guangzong a surprise, he stopped at a small pavilion.

He had to stop.

Because there was a man in a black robe sitting in the pavilion.

The man was wearing a bamboo hat, and his whole body had merged with the world here, giving off a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

Xue Luanzi was originally a red rainbow flying far away, but when he passed this place, he suddenly felt a mountain pressing down on him. He hunched over and bowed respectfully to the man in the pavilion, saying with cold sweat, "Senior."

Song Yan pointed across and said, "Come and have a cup of tea."

Xue Luanzi smiled bitterly and said, "If I had known that Chen Guang Sect had a senior in charge, I would not have dared to act so presumptuously."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Come, have a cup of tea."

Xue Luanzi had no choice but to walk slowly into the pavilion, sit down bitterly, and then drink tea all day.

A month later.
A shocking yet delightful news came.

The good and evil forces on this large island actually joined forces.

The Chenguang Sect built a new palace in the mountains, and many demon cultivators and difficult cultivators moved in.

Han Caier, who was sitting cross-legged in Xuanxin and had already broken through the pseudo-mansion realm, was also quite surprised.

However, she was more frightened than surprised.

At this time, she had already escaped from the control of the mysterious man, and she knew deeply that she was deceived and fell in love with that person.

The ten-year agreement was almost up, and she really didn't know what to do next.

At this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded in her mind.

"Cai'er."

Han Caier shouted excitedly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Godfather!"

Elder Hei Lian said, “After the ten-year agreement expires, that demon will definitely leave a mark on you. Even if your foster father tries to stop him in the name of refining pills, he will not let you go.

You should have broken through the pseudo-mansion realm by now, so you can escape to your foster father's place half a year in advance. Your foster father will tell you something, and you can just run away."

"What about you, godfather?"

"Me?" Old Man Black Lotus sneered, "The demons are cunning and cannot be trusted. Even if they look kind, they have big plans. However, I have fought against such demons many times, so it doesn't matter!"

P.S. Happy New Year!

(End of this chapter)