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

Chapter 238 237. Selfish, born evil (6.0K words - please subscribe)
Seeing that Zhao Shuise misunderstood the relationship between her and Song Yan, Ning Yunmiao became anxious, and some of the panicked thoughts that had accumulated before were ignited by this fuse and showed signs of exploding.

But this rush made her suddenly wake up, and she couldn't help laughing secretly.

What she practiced was originally the "human way". Now she suddenly realized that she was flustered in such childish emotions. How could she not laugh?

"Sister-in-law?" Zhao Shuise called again.

Ning Yunmiao smiled and said calmly: "We didn't quarrel, but you recovered very quickly."

"Yes, thanks to Jiaotu." Zhao Shuise actually ran forward in a friendly manner and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law Miaoyunzi, don't worry. When it comes to finding rare treasures, we will first distribute them according to the efforts, and then discuss and adjust them according to the needs. We will not let you suffer any loss. Besides, you and Big Brother are at a higher level than us, so you will be fine."

Song Yan smiled.

Both he and Ning Yunmiao had extremely powerful spiritual consciousness. If this little female cultivator was lying, they would be able to sense it instantly.

But now, her words were filled with an indescribable sincerity.

He opened his arms and took a deep breath.

The world that he could not obtain has now been created for future generations through his hands.

"Let's go, then," he said.

Ning Yunmiao actually stepped forward and held his arm, saying with a smile: "My dear, go slowly, your injury has not yet recovered."

Song Yan was stunned, because these frank words made him understand that "even though Senior Sister was entangled in the issue of whether to be a Taoist partner or not, she has jumped out of it now. She has jumped to a broader and more relaxed perspective, and is re-examining this relationship." The moment Senior Sister did not explain much, but called out "My Lover", it meant that Senior Sister has returned to normal.

The so-called "rare treasure from the world" is a piece of top-quality black iron for making black treasures.

As the master of heaven and earth, Song Yan saw it very clearly.

This black iron, due to its geographical location, has been exposed to more heat from the sun's fire, resulting in a qualitative change.

This makes the rarity of the "Two-Polar Sword Platform" in Tianqi Sword Palace even more apparent.

The "Lunar Sun Fire" that can make the world full of vitality is actually within easy reach on the sword platform. It can only be said that the gap between the "lower world" and the "upper world" is really outrageous, which also shows that the Tianqi Sword Palace has a profound foundation.

The four people's treasure hunt journey was not smooth, because the rare treasure attracted more than just them.

What made Song Yan laugh and cry was that in the end, the cultivators could not reach an agreement and actually resorted to a "competition of martial arts" to determine the ownership of the rare treasure.

As a result, Ning Yunmiao bullied the kid and helped Zhao Shuise obtain the piece of black iron. The latter was extremely happy and took out a lot of precious healing pills in exchange, and the defeated even came up to congratulate him.

After a busy period, the two returned to the thatched cottage in the mountains.

The mountain rain was hazy and wet my raincoat.

Song Yan took off his raincoat and relied on his spiritual sense to sense a long nail hanging on the wall. The accumulated rain dripped along the edges of the raincoat.

The sky is wet, the ground is wet, the world is wet, but the air is filled with a refreshing mountain scent.

"Senior Sister, this treasure hunt is the happiest one of my life."

Song Yan recalled and said with a smile, "It has never been so easy."

Ning Yunmiao hung up her raincoat and was about to clean up the house when she heard this and asked, "Why don't you call me madam?"

Song Yan said: "I was so brave that I dared to pester you. Now I have calmed down. If I continue to yell, I am afraid that Senior Sister will be angry."

Ning Yunmiao smiled and said, "Go ahead."

Song Yan was stunned.

Ning Yunmiao said: "The technique I practice is called "Red Dust Art". If nothing happened to you this time, I would have taught you. Once you enter the mortal world, you will be affected by cause and effect, and joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, seven emotions and six desires are all normal. Why should you be afraid of them like a tiger?

So, now I am willing to accompany my junior brother to play the role of Taoist couple, so that I can get a taste of the worldly life.

However, acting is just acting after all. If you really want to become my Taoist partner, you have to perform well.

At least we have to prove through events again and again that we really share the same ideals and truly love each other, right?"

Song Yan nodded and then fell silent.

Ning Yunmiao said, "Okay, my dear, today is your first time going out since you got sick. You should rest now. I'll go get some food."

Song Yan came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Thank you, madam."

Ning Yunmiao turned and left.

Smoke from cooking rises high in the blue sky and rain-colored mountains, the grass is as green as water, and the flowers are as red as fire, making it look like a beautiful, colorful ink painting with freehand brushwork of mountains and rivers.

Although Song Yan could not see, he could hear and feel. With a black cloth wrapped around his eyes, he listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the ground like ripples, and smelled the air filled with the scent of black flowers and herbs all over the mountains.
Such a beautiful world ignited in him a strong desire to survive.

The darkness that had not been picked up for a long time suddenly rushed into his heart.
He stood quietly, thinking, hesitating, and gradually, a hint of gloom, madness and sadness flashed in the depths of his eyes that no one could see.

into the night.

"Junior brother, take a good rest. I hope you can recover soon! When the time comes, I will teach you the Red Dust Sutra.

The core of the "Extreme North Star Pivot Return to Hidden Art" that Daoist Fellow Shuyu taught you is the gathering of heavenly forces in the Realm Core Realm, while my "Red Dust Art" focuses on the second realm of Xuanhuang - the Sword Realm.

After condensing the core of the realm, making our spirit, soul and thoughts transcend the mundane world and reaching the level of the realm, we can go a step further.

My step is to use all kinds of worldly energy to enter the natal talisman, and then expand the sword domain. At the same time, I use this sword domain to temper my soul and body, and feed back to my whole body and mind."

Ning Yunmiao talked freely.

Song Yan said: "Sword Domain, is it the power that Elder Ridan refined the Emperor's heart into a pill?"

Ning Yunmiao said: “Yes.

But different talismans have different sword domains, and these sword domains are mutually reinforcing and counteracting.

Some can expand their territory; some can digest the other party's treasures; some can directly penetrate the other party's defense; some can be protected by the power of the star field; some can burn the sky and the earth.
There are many kinds of things, and each sword domain has some enhanced secret techniques, as well as backlash.

As for the functions, secret techniques, and backlash flaws of these sword realms, we will keep them secret as much as possible. If we encounter an enemy, unless it is a life-and-death battle or we can ensure that we can kill the enemy, no one will be willing to actively expose the sword realm, and we will only use the power of the realm core realm."

She paused for a moment, and Song Yan curiously asked about the details.

After he finished speaking, Song Yan suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Senior sister, when I was cursed by the Wa Wen that day, I actually happened to encounter a spy."

"Elaborate work?"

Ning Yunmiao's voice suddenly became cold and stern. She naturally knew that "Sword Palace used Song Yan as bait", but she didn't know that the other party could actually infiltrate the lower world of Sword Palace.

Song Yan told the story of Zhao Xingshi directly.

Ning Yunmiao was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "I think it was the Five Spirits Heavenly Demon Palace that came from the Sea of ​​Bitterness through the Heavenly Demon, and then occupied Zhao Xingshi's body, or tempted him.

In this case, there must be something wrong with Zhao Xingshi's world, and I need to report it to the Sword Palace as soon as possible.

Junior brother, from now on, you must be on guard against those thieves from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Zhao Xingshi may have sent some information back before his death. They must be looking for you everywhere.

However, it is difficult to reach the Sea of ​​Bitterness accurately without an anchor point, and your side is a new world, so it is not easy to find your side.

But, since there is one Zhao Xingshi, there may not be a second one, so we still have to be extremely cautious. "

Listening to the concerned words, Song Yan nodded.

The next day, Ning Yunmiao left urgently for a while, seemingly to contact someone.

More than half a year later, Ning Yunmiao suddenly seemed to have encountered an extremely urgent matter. She evacuated Song Yan from his original hut and temporarily placed him in a hidden cave, using various secret formations to conceal his tracks.

Except her and Song Yan, no one can enter those secret formations.

And if a strong person at the same level as her wants to force her way in, she will sense it instantly.

“Junior brother, what is certain is that Zhao Shixing has already passed on some information that is extremely unfavorable to you. Now his world has become extremely dangerous. Fortunately, you disclosed this information early, so not many evil cultivators have come.

The Sword Palace is extremely busy right now and is short-staffed at the moment. I have to go and keep an eye on it to prevent any major chaos.

I'm afraid it will take some time for you to leave. You have to hide in this cave by yourself. You must not be discovered by spies or other disciples of my Sword Palace. You must be careful."

After quickly giving his instructions, Ning Yunmiao grabbed the flying sword and left quickly.

She walked to the exit of the cave and heard Song Yan's voice from behind.

"Senior sister!"

Ning Yunmiao turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan said: "The demons are cunning, so they pretend to be incapable when they are capable, and pretend to be little when they have a lot. You must not be careless."

Ning Yunmiao smiled and nodded, then stepped out of the formation. With one step, he instantly left this world, and quickly crossed various worlds, heading quickly towards the target world.

Song Yan stretched his body, twisted his neck, and took a deep breath.

It is impossible for a person to be unlucky all the time.
Now, the luck has finally turned around, and there is an unexpected turn of events in the bad news.

He only read nine words that day, and after a long period of recovery and the care of his senior sister, his body has improved a lot. Except for the fact that he had to lock his spiritual consciousness and wrap a black cloth around his eyes, everything else has improved greatly.

This was also thanks to the special nature of his natal talisman "Zizai", the remaining attacks of the Wawen were almost all retained on his soul. In other words, as long as his soul did not move, it would be fine.
Now, his body is at the ordinary Lianxuan level, but his mind is still that of the demon at the Xuanhuang level.

The sea of ​​suffering exists in every part of the world.

This is the main channel for divine thoughts. Others such as the soul and the body that come here will suffer terrifying attacks.

Song Yan’s world naturally also exists.

However, the sea of ​​suffering before his eyes could hardly be called a sea; it was just a small pool of water at best.

His world had only been opened up recently, so naturally he had few accumulated obsessions.

At the same time, it also brought him absolute control over this place.

He could easily sense the situation in this sea of ​​suffering.

Now, he has a black cloth wrapped around his eyes, and the black cloth flutters in the refreshing breeze of the new sea of ​​suffering.

He walked to the edge of the pond.

There is no doubt that it is extremely difficult to find such a pool of water because it is too narrow and there is no anchor point.

When Song Yan stopped, he did not hesitate any longer, and suddenly black smoke billowed from his body.
A dark shadow with a disemboweled figure suddenly emerged.

When he finally revealed himself, he was an expressionless monk who looked just like a normal human, except that eighteen Bodhi monks were floating in his torn abdomen, and inside the eighteen Bodhi monks there were Bodhi trees carrying the eighteen evil monks.

This is the demon Luo Song Yan.

As soon as the demon Luo Song Yan appeared, he jumped into the new sea of ​​suffering, sank to the deepest part, and scattered the Bodhi Abbot in all directions.
A month later.
Song Yan felt that a strange demon had appeared in his sea of ​​suffering.
The number of demons that came has more than doubled tenfold.

Obviously, the "bait plan" of Tianqi Sword Palace was quite successful. Coupled with the information that Zhao Xingshi diligently and risked his life to pass on, the Wuling Heavenly Demon Palace must have gone crazy a long time ago, so they mobilized a large number of surrounding forces here.

In a month
The number of demons increased exponentially, and Song Yan had naturally taken back the demon Luo long ago.

Ning Yunmiao never returned, obviously he was being held back.

Song Yan waited quietly in the cave.

Suddenly one day, Song Yan felt a strong earthquake erupting somewhere in his world, and the sea of ​​suffering burst its dam, and many demons erupted like a blowout.

Song Yan suddenly felt that he had lost the ability to perceive the sea of ​​suffering in his own world. The last thing he saw was an evil cultivator surrounded by five-colored "lanterns".

The new world encountered its first looting.

Even the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who first settled here lost many people.

One day it snowed heavily, and Ning Yunmiao hurried back.

She came back quietly, and as soon as she came back, she helped Song Yan reinforce the secret formation, and told him that "there are many traitors. The Five Spirits Demon Palace actually learned the coordinates of his world, and then they are frantically infiltrating through the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Now the Tianqi Sword Palace is speeding up the mobilization of manpower, and at the same time, it is also mobilizing cultivators of the Divine Transformation level and above from the surrounding world to resist."

"Junior brother, you must hide, hide well, no one can see you, I will come to find you."

Ning Yunmiao said this and left in a hurry.

The array shield created rapid ripples and then recovered.

The young man with a black cloth wrapped around his eyes sat quietly.

Ning Yunmiao didn't know that the coordinates of this world were actually released by her junior brother whom she had been protecting so much.

There is no age in the mountains, and one does not know how many years pass by.

Song Yan sat in the cave, unaware of what was happening outside.

The power of Wawen's curse was slowly dissipating, and he was able to mobilize more and more power.

But he knew that as long as he dared to open his eyes, everything would return to the starting point, or even worse.

The Wawen curse was just stuck, it didn't leave.

Time flies, and thirty years have passed.

During these thirty years, Ning Yunmiao always came to visit him secretly, bringing him some delicious food and even fine wine, and also told him that "Elder Dan has been asking him where he is, but she always evaded the question by saying that her junior brother is practicing the "Red Dust Sutra" in a safe place."

"The Red Dust Art is not like the North Star Hub Return to the Hidden Art. It cannot be mastered in one go. One must feel the wisps of the Red Dust Air in the Red Dust, and then use these Red Dust Air to impact the natal talisman. Therefore, it has little to do with comprehension. What is needed is feeling and effort.

Elder Dan also knows this, so he doesn't know your situation yet."

"Thank you, senior sister."

"Okay, I'm going. Although the evil demons are strong and numerous this time, and they invaded from all over the surrounding world, I finally killed them all."

Ning Yunmiao left again.

But Song Yan knew that the situation was not as easy as his senior sister said.

During this period, as his strength recovered, his monitoring of the exit of the Sea of ​​Bitterness became intermittent.

And just a few days ago, his surveillance of Kuhai was interrupted again.

This time, he saw a dragon.

He felt complicated and ecstatic at the same time.

Next year
The first clash between the Tianqi Sword Palace and the Wuling Demon Palace and other evil cultivators is coming to an end.

The world where Song Yan lives has changed from its original beauty to a devastated place.

The monks experienced their first catastrophe.

The sea of ​​suffering also changed from a small pool into a small river.

At this time, the fighting was still going on on the river bank, and there were many corpses lying in the sea of ​​suffering.

The corpses floated up and down, regardless of whether they were good or evil, their flesh and blood were quickly corroded, and their souls were stripped of their thoughts and went to reincarnation.

Among these bodies, one stood out.

That's a dragon.

Very ugly dragon.

His eyes were cloudy, his scales gave off an unpleasant odor, and his entire body was emitting evil energy with a "hissing" sound.

Further out, there were open bronze coffins floating. There were nearly a thousand coffins, and they were empty inside. Perhaps there had been some monsters there, but now they had finally perished in this battle.

At the edge of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, there were three or five monks fighting each other, some were good and some were evil, but they were all at the end of their strength.

Just now, the most intense battlefield had moved to the neighboring world, and the only one who did not go there was the dying little monk.

Even though this powerful sword cultivator was about to die, he was still controlling the flying sword, roaring "Evil demon, you shall not die a hapless death", and the evil cultivator was also trying his best to fight back.

Suddenly, the figures of these cultivators stood still. The sword cultivator felt that his mind was suddenly filled with countless evil thoughts, while the evil cultivator's evil thoughts became more extreme and crazy.
The abrupt change gave both sides a splitting headache, and the spells they cast became messed up.

Just as a sword cultivator and an evil cultivator passed each other, their crooked swords were suddenly straightened and stabbed into each other's eyebrows.

On the other side, a sword cultivator was directly hit by the evil cultivator's magic weapon and turned into blood; the evil cultivator was split in half by the sword light.
Those who remain will be destroyed.

Because this is the sea of ​​suffering, their souls will not linger in the world after leaving their bodies, but will quickly turn into ashes, leaving only a few wisps of obsession that will turn into small streams and flow into the sea of ​​suffering.

After their death, a ghost-faced man in a black robe suddenly appeared. He walked quickly along the sea of ​​suffering as if he was strolling in his own cottage.

He came to the dragon skeleton, sensing the presence of the dragon skeleton and the ancient bronze coffin, and silently said in his heart: "Practice the "Law of Dragon Burial." "

After reading it, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, I have become the kind of person I hate the most.

But this was the only hope he could think of.

While recovering, Song Yan had already thought about his physical condition and possible solutions.

He knew that the reason why the Wawen curse suddenly broke out that day was most likely because the word "Wa" had absorbed enough nutrients elsewhere and thus surpassed his step.

But what he didn't know was whether this "Wa" was blooming in many directions or was just staring at him.

The above point means that "Wawen" is completely uncontrollable for him, and it is simply a pipe dream to want to delay its arrival.

Therefore, the only way is: checks and balances.

The sixteen kinds of sword intent containing the embryo of the talisman characters can barely balance the original Wawen, which means that it is effective.

However, the characters in the sword tomb came from others. The comprehension of the sword intent was not bad, but it was extremely difficult to obtain the real characters.

As for other solutions?

not at all.

After all, even a powerful force like Tianqi Sword Palace can't do anything about it.

Who else can help?
He can only save himself.

Being cursed by Wawen, there is no doubt that he has contracted a serious illness.

For serious cases, strong medicine is naturally needed.

The only drastic measure he could think of was the "Law of Dragon Burial".

Both Senior Sister and Elder Dan believed that there was a high possibility that another forbidden talisman was hidden in the "Law of Dragon Burial".

Thousands of coffins have the same lifespan, and immortality is a taboo.

Song Yan remembered the underworld texts in the Tianzun secret realm, the ancient Mohan skeleton and dragon skeleton hidden in the depths of the bitter sea, and the huge dragon corpse in the deep sky that was like an empty boat of the Wuling Tianmo Palace.
There is no doubt that dragons are a species with extremely high upper and lower limits.

The weakest dragon can be encountered at the level of Jiang Palace, while the stronger dragons can make Gu Mohan fight for his life.

"The Law of Dragon Burial", a martial art that he once hated so much, he finally started to practice it.

If this doesn't work, then he's really at his wits' end.

Lines of information emerged
[You sit in the corpse of the Viper Dragon and breathe in and out. You have successfully completed a Rotten Dragon Breathing Exercise, but it is not enough. You continue to try.]

[In the fifth hundred years, you have completed this step, and you faintly feel a strange and sinister intention arising in your heart]

[You begin to try the second step, copying the inscription on the dragon tombstone with your blood and energy. According to the "Law of Dragon Burial", the inscription on the dragon tombstone is a mysterious text that is naturally formed after the dragon dies. Please wait patiently.]

[In the thousandth year, you saw the mysterious text. It was something like a formation text, with a total of 8,521 strokes. You memorized the text and copied it repeatedly with full concentration.]

[The evil intention is deepening]

[In the third millennium, you have successfully completed this step]

You start trying the third step

[In the 3100th year, you refined the first ancient bronze coffin]

[In the one hundred and three thousandth year, you refined the thousandth and final ancient bronze coffin]

[You understand, if you want to go one step further, take the fourth step, you need to find other dead dragons and gnaw on the tombstones they formed after their death, but there are not that many tombstones here.]

[You begin to try to complete the third step, Thousand Coffins with One Longevity]

[You simultaneously separated a thousand souls into the bronze coffin. You triggered the Wawen curse. If you die, your life span will be returned.]

[You don't believe it, you keep trying]

[The 35,621st time, you succeeded. You initially comprehended the forbidden talisman ‘Zang’. The existence of ‘Zang’ barely resisted the invasion of ‘Wu’. The two formed a strange and fragile balance. You felt that you had to strengthen your comprehension of ‘Zang’ in order to maintain the balance.]

On the panel.
A line of information emerged.

[Tiandao Text—Burial] (0/100)

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