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

Chapter 242 241. Try again, Heling Xuanzong (6.0K words - please subscribe)
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The cold rain beat on the desolate muddy ground in the dark night, and also beat on the young man who was sitting with his head bowed.

It wasn't until the young man let out a "hehe" laugh that the room became a little more lively.

Song Yan completed a comprehensive inspection and learned from a simple timekeeping hourglass magic weapon that was stored in the coffin in advance that about ten years had passed.

Among all the normal things, he found the only thing that was unusual.

His crystal clear and flawless soul was tainted with flaws.

The flaw is a dot of ink-like black that exudes a cold aura.

The darkness was at the very center of his soul. If he sensed and observed carefully, he could feel a tendency to expand toward the surrounding areas.

It was like a tiny drop of ink falling on clean rice paper, and countless burrs grew out like vine tentacles.

However, it was more like something had found an anchor point from the unknown other side and was slowly trying to get out from this anchor point bit by bit.

Song Yan withdrew his gaze.

He understood that there is no free lunch in the world, and this is the price of the rebirth of "Dragon Burial Law".

However, "The Law of Dragon Burial" never mentioned that it would only take ten years to resurrect, nor did it mention that all the belongings on the body would be carried with the person upon resurrection, even those gained during explorations before death.

If the resurrection time is so short, and if the exploration gains can also be brought back, then the "Dragon Burial Law" is simply a perverted forbidden method. The Five Spirits Demon Palace can completely train a large number of death warriors who practice the "Dragon Burial Law" and then sneak into the core of the Ten Thousand Swords Star Region to rob. These death warriors do not need to care about their own lives at all. They only need to snatch the core items of a sect in the Ten Thousand Swords Star Region before they die, and then commit suicide.

But, no.

He had talked about these things intentionally or unintentionally with Ning Yunmiao, Xiao Shuyu, Wang Youquan and others when they were together, but he had not heard any information about such a situation.

Another point is that he tried 35,621 times before he felt the existence of the word "burial". Others may not have such wisdom as him.

With benefits come costs.

The time he spends resurrecting can be shorter, and he can even bring all his belongings with him when he is resurrected, miraculously, without losing anything, but the price he pays is the "pollution of his soul."

The next time you use it, the ink spot will probably be bigger.

However, Song Yan is not worried about this for the time being.

Because compared to the trouble brought by the word "burial", the power of the "Wuwen Curse" obviously prevails.

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The rain was falling heavily and the wind smelled of blood.

Song Yan put away the items including the Red Dust Sword Gourd one by one.

Since it has been confirmed that he can take everything around him with him when he is resurrected, there is no need for him to put the Red Dust Sword Gourd in the coffin in advance to avoid losing it when he dies.

"Continue to practice the "Law of Dragon Burial" and look for the first dragon tombstone that can be chewed" is still his only choice now.

He remembered the rusty sword at the entrance of the "Ancient Dragon Battlefield".

He had enough Starfire Spirit Stones to enter.

However, he was no match for the two people behind the scenes who were "at least at the second level of Xuanhuang".

If there was only one, he might be able to use the Red Dust Sword Gourd and the Demonic Mind to fight back, but not two.

He stood up and raised his hand, trying to summon the coffin, but the coffin turned into ashes.

He thought for a moment, then threw out another coffin and buried it deep in the earth, waiting to be reborn here again.

He looked up and forward.

The night was extremely cold, and ordinary monks would probably freeze to death if they were there;

The rain was heavy and mixed with many toxins that ordinary monks could not resist.

He had to find a place to stay and a suitable identity first.

Last time, he was there for fishing, so he was ostentatious in the inn to attract the local bullies.

Now, he had to lie low.

He wanted to see clearly what happened to the "Ancient Dragon Battlefield" and see if there were any suitable groups willing to enter before entering.

In Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss, being alone is always dangerous and friends will always betray you. In comparison, a long-term Taoist companion will provide you with more sense of reliability.

Song Yan needs to integrate here quickly.

After leaving the cemetery, he immediately went to find his Taoist partner.

He released his spiritual sense and took advantage of the rainy night to choose a suitable target.

As time passed, the monks in the settlement near his cemetery saw targets one by one.

The first pair were dividing the spoils, counting the Starfire Spirit Stones in their respective storage bags, and discussing "which force's leader to give gifts to so that they can join that force and then leave this Rusty Sword Blood Abyss".

This is not appropriate, so Song Yan naturally did not choose it.

The second pair, on the bed, the male cultivator had a ferocious face, and the female cultivator stepped on his back, pulling his limbs with unknown silk threads, making the male cultivator perform various movements according to her manipulation.

This is still inappropriate, Song Yan doesn't want to be the male cultivator.

The third pair, in a monk casino that was particularly bright on a rainy night, a pair of Taoists were playing the "betting on stones" game with the person opposite them. This "betting on stones" was not the kind of "betting on stones" that Song Yan understood, but a mysterious stone with a strong curse was placed in a closed container, and then two people of the same realm put their hands on the stone at the same time. Whoever retracted his hand first would lose, and the loser needed to offer the bet to the winner, and generally the bet was very large. The male cultivator had already lost everything, and was now betting with his Taoist partner. The female cultivator also looked disgusted, as if she couldn't wait to leave her Taoist partner.

Song Yan sighed and continued walking.

What he longed for was a quiet "observation position".

The fourth pair, by coincidence, the male cultivator was destroying the body, and judging from the appearance of the body, it seemed to be his Taoist partner. While destroying the body, the male cultivator was muttering, "I have repaid your father's kindness. Your father gave me a bowl of spiritual rice porridge to save my life. Now I have repaid you countless porridges. Your father spent 30 years to save me, and now I have been with you for 40 years. I have repaid a lot. Since the grudges have been settled, I will not be polite. Give me the treasures on your body as soon as possible, and I will not kill you. Blame yourself if you want to. Die."

Song Yan didn't know what to say.

But he also realized that he had made a misunderstanding: long-term Taoist partners are not that reliable.

He kept walking.

Here, cultivators who have the "money" to purchase powerful audio-visual isolation formations cannot be spy on, while those who have no money have all kinds of troubles.

The evil done by monks is far worse than that done by ordinary people.

In comparison, kindness is truly precious.

But how can he have the face to talk about kindness now?
I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me.

In order to survive, he dragged the entire world into the abyss with his own hands.

Although the time was not long, what was the difference between him and Di Cunxin?
He pulled at his rain-soaked hood and continued walking like a ghost in this desolate and chaotic settlement, trying to find a place to stay.

Suddenly, he felt someone was looking at him.

He stopped in the darkness and looked at the man from afar through the rain.

A female cultivator who looked like a young girl was standing at a corner with a faint smile on her face. Her black dance dress was also soaked by the heavy rain, making her look like a miserable drowned chicken.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes. Although the person who could sense him could not be said to be that remarkable, he must at least have entered the Xuanhuang realm, which was considered a master in Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

But which master wouldn't stay in his cave in the middle of the night, but would have to come out in the rain?
He was looking at the girl, and the girl was also looking at him.

What he was thinking, the girl was obviously thinking too.

But both of them kept their distance cautiously and did not get close.

Suddenly, the girl felt something, her expression changed, and then she quickly ran towards Song Yan.

Song Yan suddenly wielded a flying sword with a cold look on his face. He pointed the tip of the sword directly at the girl who was running towards him, signaling her to stop.

But then, Song Yan also felt a distant breath.

He was a monk riding a giant tiger-shaped beast and holding a spear. Song Yan had never seen him in this area before, so he must be new.

He glanced at the female cultivator who was running towards her, and suddenly his expression changed, and he turned around and started running as well.

He blended silently into the night.

When the female cultivator saw him disappear, she also hurriedly hid herself.

The spearman riding on a tiger broke through the rain curtain and went forward, soon disappearing from sight.

for a long time
The figure of a female cultivator in a black dress appeared, bowed to the people around her, and said, "Since we are destined to meet, could you go out and meet us?"

Song Yan showed up and asked, "What's the matter?"

The female cultivator in the black skirt said, "Looking at your appearance, I think you have heard about the secret treasure of the ancient dragon battlefield and come here to seek treasure, right?"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, this was also expected. Since the "Ancient Dragon Battlefield" had someone behind the scenes fanning the flames, the news would naturally spread, spreading farther and farther, thus attracting people to go there.

His silence confirmed the black-dressed nun's opinion.

The female monk in the black skirt said, "If you are alone, why don't we form a team and go together so that we can take care of each other."

After that, without waiting for Song Yan's reply, she continued: "The spear monk who just passed by on the Wind-Strangling Beast belongs to an external force called the Broken Sea Sect, and this force also came here after hearing about the existence of the giant dragon secret treasure.

There were nine people in their group. The leader was named Lu Jueyun, who had just entered the realm of the domain. His domain combined with the wind-strangling beast was extremely terrifying.

If my brother and I had hesitated for a moment and were discovered by that cavalryman, we would most likely have been captured.

If you have some strength, you will be used as cannon fodder, and if you don’t have any strength, you will be killed directly.”

Song Yan stared at her coldly and said, "Thank you for the information, but I am not here for the giant dragon secret treasure. I will take my leave now."

Song Yan slowly stepped back
The woman in the black skirt hurriedly said, "Brother! Brother! Anything that can be discussed can be discussed!"

Song Yan ignored her, his eyes staring at her like knives. If the woman in the black dress made any move, he would fight back without hesitation.

After a long time, Song Yan disappeared into the darkness.

The female cultivator in the black skirt stamped her feet angrily and muttered, "It's been many days. It's rare to meet a lone cultivator of the same realm. He looks quite normal, but I can't win him over! What should I do? What should I do?"

She frowned slightly, her expression showing a bit of worry and anxiety, then she turned and left quickly.

Song Yanhu, who had been leaving, quietly turned back again. At this moment, he was already wrapped in the aura of Demon Luo. He used the power of the early stage of the second realm of Xuanhuang to restrain his aura as much as possible, and then quietly followed the direction of the woman in black skirt.

Ten years have brought some changes to this land.

There are more foreign monks.

He'd have to see if he could blend in.

The behavior of the woman in the black dress is very normal compared to others.

He had no other choice at the moment, so he naturally tried to follow and see what was going on.

The woman in the black dress is named Han Lingzi. She was born in the "He Ling Sect" on the edge of the Demon Mountain Star Region.

She has an older sister named Han Weizi.

The two sisters had a good relationship, but after Han Weizi became a Taoist partner with an elder of the Heling Sect, the relationship between the two began to become distant. It was a tacit feeling that they were still close when they met, but they could feel the superficial unfamiliarity. The Heling Sect had its own information system, and when they learned about the "dragon secret treasure", their own disciples came.

Han Weizi asked her sister to go together.

As for the great elder who is my brother-in-law, he was seriously injured in a war and his realm fell from the second level of Xuanhuang to the first level. He is now recuperating and cannot go out.

Han Lingzi thought it was an opportunity for the sisters to improve their relationship, so she gladly accepted it.

But after arriving here on the sect's air boat, it was only after a while that she realized that Han Weizi had lured her here.

Why lure?
This is because she possesses a special physique called "Xuan Cha Body", which can accumulate energy as her realm improves, and then reaches its peak in the Xuan Huang realm. Once she has sex with a man, the man will get great benefits.

When Han Lingzi was in the sect, many cultivators showed their affection to her and pursued her madly, all because of this "Xuan Cai Body".

On the one hand, Han Lingzi was waiting for someone who could really impress her, and on the other hand, she was trying to reject the pursuit of these monks as tactfully as possible.

She was in a state of panic.

The invitation from her elder sister made her feel like going out to relax.

What's more, a desolate place like "Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss" is not high in the "Heling Sect's Danger Assessment Level".

Han Lingzi didn't care whether she could get the treasure or not. She just came out with her elder sister to improve the relationship and get out of the entanglement.

But in the end, when she got here, she found that the elder brother-in-law named Li Xuanchan was also there.

Not only that, Han Weizi also used the crudest excuse that "there are important resources in the giant dragon's secret treasure, and Li Xuanchan needs to recover his strength as soon as possible" to ask Han Lingzi to offer his "Xuan Cha body" to help Li Xuanchan recover from his injuries.

Han Lingzi naturally refused.

Han Weizi said, "Okay, but you have to find a powerful monk as a partner to help us obtain the resources in the dragon's secret treasure."

Han Lingzi had no choice but to go out and find a partner.

She had no way out, because if she couldn't find such a partner, Han Weizi would definitely ask her to sacrifice herself, and then use the previous reasons to prevaricate, and at the same time suppress the matter by relying on Li Xuanchan's status as an elder.

The sects around the Demon Mountain Star Region and the Ten Thousand Swords Star Region are inherently neither righteous nor evil.
When the magic is strong, they are evil.

When the righteous path is strong, they are righteous.

That's the kind of stuff.

For nearly half a month, Song Yan had been following secretly, and he was becoming more and more clear about Han Lingzi's affairs.

And this day was another rainy night.

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In the wilderness, the door was pushed open.

This kind of house is the most common and inconspicuous house in Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

When Han Lingzi pushed open the door, the beautiful woman in the room was looking at her with a smile.

Han Lingzi bit her lip and turned to leave.

A beautiful woman's voice came from behind her.

"Xiao Lingdang, what's wrong with you and me serving Xuan Chan together?"

Han Lingzi paused and said, "Han Weizi! Stop calling me Little Bell!"

"Okay, then don't shout, but you have to make a choice!" The beautiful woman was not anxious, but said calmly in a calm voice, "Who among the disciples of Heling Sect and even those around them is not eyeing your Xuan Cha body? Now that they have your Xuan Cha body, do you think they will continue to treat you well? Don't be naive."

Han Lingzi lowered his head slightly and said, "Don't bother with me."

The beautiful woman said softly, "At least I know Xuan Chan's character. He will treat you well. And this is also gossip that Xuan Chan heard. You know, Xuan Chan is an elder of the Heling Sect. He always has more information about the top leaders than you and me."

After that, she smiled faintly and lowered her voice and said, "I heard that an old monk who was injured and dying wanted to make a deal with our sect, and the sect master is considering whether to agree to him. Why don't you guess what their deal is?"

Han Lingzi broke out of the door and stood alone in the dark rain again.

The rain slid down the corners of her stubborn mouth.

In fact, she herself was vaguely aware of these things.

She has been pushed to the edge by fate.

Suddenly she turned around in the rain and said, "Han Weizi! Our sisterhood is severed from now on!!"

After saying this, she flew away.

in the house.

A magnetic male voice came.

"Go and have a look. Don't let her do anything stupid, and don't let her run away."

"Don't worry, my dear, you can't run away."

After a brief conversation, another beautiful figure flew out and followed Han Lingzi closely.

outside the house.

Song Yan quietly watched Han Lingzi going away and Han Weizi chasing after him.

After a moment, he had an idea and suddenly landed on the ground and appeared in the courtyard.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

"Who is coming?" a voice came from inside the house.

Song Yan raised his hand and took out several formation flags from his storage bag and scattered them around to block any movement inside and outside.

The person in the room smiled faintly and said, "Are you Xiao Lingdang's suitor?"

Song Yan reinforced the formation and said, "Not bad."

Wow.
The door opens.

A white shadow flashed out.

When he settled down, he looked quite dashing.

He has sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a handsome face. His moon-white crane cloak flutters with every step he takes. The edges of the cloak are painted with cloud patterns, and rolling clouds can be seen between his feet. He has a green jade gourd on his waist and a wooden sword made of an unknown wood behind him. He is extremely free and easy, with an extraordinary temperament.

Song Yan was stunned when he saw this man.

This is too handsome.

Li Xuanchan smiled when he saw Song Yan's soaked appearance, then waved his hand and said, "Daoyou, Xiao Lingdang will not be attracted to you, you should leave."

Song Yan gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know if you don't try? Today, I will help Ling'er, no, I will help Xiao Lingdang get rid of her anger!"

He has chosen this person.

Firstly, it’s his skin. This person was injured and his realm dropped, but his strength is at the second level of Xuanhuang.

Secondly, his identity. This person is an elder of the Heling Sect, which is enough for him to have a next place to go after obtaining the "Giant Dragon Stele".

Thirdly, it was about interpersonal relationships. After having seen the various mysterious and mysterious Taoist companions of Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss, he felt that the Taoist companion by this person's side looked more reliable.

So, he took action directly.

It was not his style to take the initiative to attack someone who had not provoked him. However, at this moment he also felt a bit depraved.

If it is a demon, then it is a demon.

The devil wants to kill people, and the benefits are enough.

Snapped!
The moment the formation becomes solid.

Song Yan took action.

He summoned the Three Tribulations Heavenly Thunder Pearl and pushed it forward.

The lightning is bright and the three colors are shining.

Li Xuanchan snorted coldly and drew out the wooden sword from behind him.

The sword flashed, and the clouds and mist under his feet and the rich water surged out wildly. The surrounding space was frozen inch by inch, and even the Three Tribulations Heavenly Thunder Pearl and Song Yan who was using the pearl were frozen.

The rain, frozen in mid-air, looked like a falling pearl curtain.

The wind stopped in mid-air, and even solidified into a blowing air current.

Li Xuanchan took a step forward and said calmly: "The treasure is good, it can kill me at this moment, but the person who uses the treasure is too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

He quickly drew his sword and wanted to kill the frozen man in front of him.

He trusted his feelings very much and showed no mercy at this moment!

Originally, he thought, since this person came here for Han Lingzi, he must have a very close relationship with Han Lingzi, and maybe the two of them even have real feelings for each other.

Therefore, he initially planned to hold back. After all, he was still counting on Han Lingzi's "Xuan Cha Body" to heal his wounds. At that time, he would throw this seriously injured cultivator in front of Han Lingzi, threaten his life, and even say something like "As long as you are willing to hand over the Xuan Cha body to me, I will let you live together forever."

But now, he wanted to destroy the body because the sudden heart palpitations made him feel a real threat.

Ding!
The flying sword touched the young man in black robe.

His body and clothes began to shatter like a giant hammer smashing an ice sculpture.

Time seemed to stand still, and the next moment, Li Xuanchan's calm vision was occupied by an overwhelming black shadow.

It was a dark shadow with its abdomen cut open, it was an expressionless monk, eighteen Bodhi abbots were floating in the torn abdomen, and inside the eighteen Bodhi abbots were Bodhi trees containing eighteen evil monks.

Li Xuanchan only felt a strong emotional impact in his soul, and his mind was in chaos.
The stopper of the yellow-skinned old gourd that crushed the young man's side suddenly popped open, and dynamic mist spread out from it, rushing into the static, frozen world and enveloping Li Xuanchan who was nearby.

Li Xuanchan only felt his uncontrollable emotions burst out of his body and turned into a terrifying divine weapon.
The divine weapon was cut down.

The pure and flawless but slightly stained soul escaped from the shattered body, covered Li Xuanchan's mouth before he could shout "no", occupied his body, dominated his mind, and expelled his soul.

After a long time, a shattered body fell to the ground.

The handsome monk with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes shook off the ice chips on the wooden sword and looked at his original body.

The body had been completely shattered, and even its appearance could not be recognized.

He tidied up a little.

The commotion here quickly attracted the Han sisters who had left.

The beautiful woman hurried back, looked at the aura-blocking formation being withdrawn, and asked worriedly, "My dear, are you okay?"

Song Yan shook his head slowly and said, "It's really extreme that Xiao Lingdang's pursuer actually came here."

(End of this chapter)