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

Chapter 243 242. The devil wants what he wants, and the fisherman gets the benefit (8.5K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
Han Lingzi looked at the shattered body on the ground in shock. She couldn't recognize who this person was, but the faces of several monks who were pursuing her flashed through her mind.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on her stubborn face.

At this moment, the white-robed elder in her eyes suddenly looked up and smiled at her, and said in a joking tone: "Could it be you, Xiao Lingling, who ordered this?"

Han Weizi frowned and said sternly, "Han Lingzi! According to the rules of the Heling Sect, what should be done if one commits an offense against one's superior?!"

Han Lingzi shuddered and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "I don't have it. I really don't have it. I don't have it. I."

She stepped back
"Okay." Song Yan said in time, "Today's farce ends here."

He glanced around and said, "I was pretending to be an ordinary native, but after such a commotion, I can't pretend anymore. Let's go, it's time to change places."

Immediately, he raised his hand, and treasures flew out of the house and fell into his hands. He quickly accepted the inheritance that originally belonged to Li Xuanchan, the elder of the Heling Sect, and digested and analyzed the information in the cultivator's mind.

Above the fourth level of cultivation is the fifth level.

The fifth-level Xuan cultivation land is where the highest combat power is the three realms of Xuanhuang, and there are resources and capabilities to continuously cultivate cultivators at this realm and below.

Heling Sect is such a place.

From a geographical point of view, if the "Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss" is a barbaric wasteland, a chaotic place that is higher than the fourth level of Xuan cultivation but has not yet reached the fifth level of Xuan cultivation, then the Heling Sect has finally entered a place in this star field that truly has civilization.

As for Li Xuanchan's inheritance, in addition to a large number of Starfire Spirit Stones, the treasures were the "Sky Wind Sword" he had just used, and the "Cold Jade Gourd" around his waist.

This Tianfeng Sword was made at the beginning of a certain world. A sacred tree called "Shenfeng Peach Wood" was planted in that world. At the end of that world, the tree was taken down and then used as the main material to forge the sword. Although the sword is only a treasure of the Xuanhuang realm, it is extremely useful to Li Xuanchan.

Because Li Xuanchan's six paths of qualification is "Hell", his natal character is "Ice Prison".

This Xuanhuang realm Tianfeng sword, combined with the "cold jade gourd filled with water" on his waist, can be said to be compatible with Feng Shui, and these two treasures are the means to maximize the power of his "Ice Prison".

If he had not been seriously injured and his realm had not fallen, he would not have been killed by Song Yan and had the misfortune of losing his body and spiritual consciousness.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan suddenly heard a "rustling" sound in his ears.

He turned his head and saw a gentle face.

Han Weizi opened a large black umbrella to shield him from the rain, and said softly, "This bloody rain is too fishy, ​​please don't pollute my lover."

Song Yan nodded.

Han Weizi continued, "In a place like this, temporarily using the Qi room will cause too much disturbance. It's like lighting a candle in the dark night. It's easy to hide it from the little guys, but it can't hide it from the existence of the Xuanhuang realm. Sir, what do you think, should we move to another house, or use the Qi room and live in the secret realm?"

Song Yan still needed to be exposed to external information, so he said, "Let's change rooms."

More than an hour later.

In Rusty Sword Blood Abyss, in a cave that had a formation shield to protect against the rain and looked pretty good, a pair of monks were thrown out.

The monks were not angry at all. Instead, they greeted Song Yan who had thrown them out of the house with a smile. Then, the monks quickly went to the next room and threw the monks next door out. Then, they smiled and waved to Song Yan, saying, "Daoyou, we are neighbors now. Please take care of me in the future."

Here, the law of the jungle prevails.

The strong bully the weak, and the weak bully the weaker. This is the rule and everyone agrees.

That night, Song Yan unexpectedly enjoyed great pleasure.

He had met many female cultivators, but none of them could bring him such great joy as Han Weizi.

After whispering and embracing each other in revelry, the air was filled with the faint scent of flowers.

When Song Yan heard it and combined it with Li Xuanchan's original memory, he immediately understood the reason for his happiness.

The character on Han Weizi’s natal talisman is “deng”, which stands for “heavenly aptitude”.

This word "lamp" is very different from other "heavenly qualifications".

For example, Emperor Cunxin's "Attraction" draws mysterious energy and souls from the surroundings; Xiao Shuyu's "Pipeline" borrows the power of seven stars from the mysterious Far North Star Region; but Han Weizi's "Lamp" can provide a similar effect to "Attraction" for himself and the people he comes into contact with.

However, this is not like "Yin" which can selectively attract a certain kind of mysterious energy. "Deng" can allow the target to quickly replenish various energies, including the depleted mysterious energy, physical strength, soul, life, and even various emotions.

Although Han Weizi, who controls the word "light", is not very proficient in magic, if he is paired with a powerful monk, it is like adding "two lives" or even three or four lives to his teammates.
This is a universal human-shaped tonic that can instantly heal.

In comparison, even if the "Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Milk" that was able to instantly restore the consumed Xuan Qi in the Purple Mansion Realm had a replacement "Xuanhuang Level Version", it could not be compared with it at all.

This is why Li Xuanchan still dared to come to the Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss even though he was seriously injured and his realm had fallen.

It’s a pity that all of this has become Song Yan’s.

When they were making love just now, Han Weizi had naturally been sticking close to Song Yan, and Song Yan's physical strength and pleasure were always filled.

Therefore, Song Yan only felt that he was in the happiest state at all times, which should have been fleeting.

As for the fragrance that replaced the lewd scent, it was caused by a precious jade bottle that Han Weizi placed beside the bed before making love.

Li Xuanchan took good care of Han Weizi, and the latter naturally had deep feelings for him.

This was the first time Song Yan was satisfied with a woman.

He stood up slightly and caressed the female cultivator's long hair lovingly.

The latter looked at him with gentle eyes and said in a soft voice: "My dear, you are so fierce today."

Song Yan imitated the original owner's tone and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard. It's my lifelong happiness to be a Taoist partner with you." Han Weizi leaned her face against his chest, her shoulders slightly exposed, and whispered infatuatedly, "Don't worry about Xiao Lingdang, I will try my best to convince her. She is my sister after all, please give her some time to figure it out."

Song Yan gently put his hand over that shoulder, enjoying this unexpected tenderness with an unusual mood. His body and mind gradually indulged in it, enjoying the pleasure of being with him to the utmost.

Night,

渐深
The next day
The faint sunlight penetrated the rusty sword and cast huge mottled shadows on the ground.

The bloodstains on the ground seeped into the soil, and the smell of blood was still floating around.

Perhaps Han Lingzi was frightened by the fact that the suitor was killed to ashes by the white-robed elder yesterday. The latter did not go anywhere and looked like she had been appointed. Han Weizi took the opportunity to go to her and do her work again, hoping that she could hand over her "Xuan Cha body" to her lover so that he could recover quickly.

Song Yan strolled in the courtyard.

His thoughts wandered.

If a righteous swordsman encounters this situation, he will most likely choose to become Han Lingzi's temporary partner, and then help her get rid of the control and threats of her sister and the elders step by step. In this process, Han Weizi is completely an accomplice of the villain who has never awakened, and Li Xuanchan is a big villain who needs to be killed.

However, after he roughly understood the whole story, he did not choose to become Han Lingzi's partner. Instead, he fought desperately to kill Li Xuanchan, and then replaced Li Xuanchan, enjoying everything that originally belonged to Li Xuanchan.

He is indeed a devil at heart.

Song Yan smiled faintly, but this smile was no longer self-deprecating, but had a more casual and relaxed meaning.

step.
two steps
There is a rare old tree covered with red flowers in the formation.

There was little damage from the heavy rain last night, and a few petals fell naturally at this moment, looking quite beautiful.

Suddenly, Song Yan stopped and looked outside the yard.

A group of tiger-like wind-strangling beasts came passing by. The one leading them had iron armor and a silver face, a tiger back and strong arms, and held a spear in his hand. He had an arrogant look and a bit of frivolousness.

Da da da.
The Wind-Strangling Beast slowed down its movements, and the man jumped off the beast's back, bowed towards the courtyard and said, "Jueyun greets Uncle."

Song Yan looked at the man, and his information naturally emerged in his mind: Lu Jueyun, the genius of the "Duanhai Sect", had just entered the second realm of Xuanhuang. This time he went out for training and at the same time searched for the secret treasure of the giant dragon. The reason why Han Lingzi avoided the Duanhai Sect's Jiaofeng cavalry late at night was entirely because Han Lingzi knew the relationship between Lu Jueyun and Li Xuanchan.

Li Xuanchan naturally didn't want Han Lingzi to really find a partner, so if he asked the "Wind-Strangling Cavalry" to pay a little attention, the latter would be happy to help. After all, the latter were indeed catching scouts and cannon fodder.

Interestingly, it was only after becoming Li Xuanchan that Song Yan discovered why the Jiaofeng Cavalry appeared right after Han Lingzi.

The reason is simple: Li Xuanchan placed a tracking ban on Han Lingzi, and then gave the ban to Lu Jueyun.

If he had hidden his body a little later, he would have been attacked directly by the Wind-Stranglehold Cavalry.

However, his "free" character is very useful.

The enemy and us have been reversed, and the entire situation has changed.

"Are you here to invite me, nephew?" Song Yan came forward. After digesting a lot of information from Li Xuanchan, he could naturally guess what the person in front of him was here to do.

Lu Jueyun said, "I shouldn't bother you since you are here, but early this morning, my men came to report that a big battle broke out in your yard, and the dead were quite strong. So it seems that your strength has recovered a lot."

Song Yan shook his head slightly and said, "I just did it reluctantly."

"Well, I won't make things difficult for you, uncle! It's just..." Lu Jueyun responded in a deep voice, then suddenly pointed at the Han sisters not far away and said, "Lend her to me!!"

Immediately, he spoke word by word: "Han. Wei. Zi."

The atmosphere suddenly became more tense.
But it was immediately broken by Song Yan's laughing charlatan.

"Nephew, don't you know that my Taoist partner and I have a deep relationship? How could you possibly lend her out?"

After saying that, he took a step forward and said, "Or do you think that I'm injured and you can bully me at will?"

His tone became increasingly heavier, and his expression did not shift at all, as he confronted Lu Jueyun opposite him.

The Han sisters seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere here. Han Weizi moved quickly and came behind Song Yan, ready to provide support at any time. Although Han Lingzi hated the elder, she also stood behind him at this time.

The air became increasingly tense.

Lu Jueyun suddenly laughed too. He cupped his hands and said, "Uncle, you are joking. Not to mention that the Heling Sect and my Duanhai Sect have a close relationship, even when I was a child I received guidance from you, so there must be some affection. It shouldn't be like this."

A bit of worry appeared on his face, and then he said: "It's just that the ancient dragon battlefield is really difficult to explore. During this period of time, I captured a lot of cannon fodder to explore the way, but the yin energy inside is so heavy that it has formed a ghost fog barrier, blocking the vision and blocking the five senses.

There were many independent cultivators who entered with me, but after working hard for more than half a year, we only managed to find the entrance to the second floor. However, the ghost fog on the second floor was even heavier, making it extremely difficult to explore, and it was definitely not the end.

Seeing that I was exhausted, I temporarily withdrew. Then I thought of the power of Aunt Han Weizi, so I hoped that my uncle could lend her out, which would be a favor to my nephew. "

From Li Xuanchan's memory, Song Yan knew that Yin Qi was not the evil energy of a certain piece of heaven and earth, but a breath corresponding to the Xuanhuang level. It was almost at the same level as the "Taiyin Sun". No one knew where it came from, but it was quite easy to appear in the ancient interstellar battlefield at the Xuanhuang level.

In the closed ancient battlefield where the rusty sword is hidden, there is a lot of Yin energy, which is accumulated but not transformed. Even to enter, two high-quality Starfire Spirit Stones are needed to clear the way, in order to use the fire of the moon and the sun to disperse the Yin energy blocking the door.

Now, if the negative energy forms a ghost fog barrier, the inner space can be said to have completely turned into a maze, and magic power is required to clear the way everywhere.

Even though there were a lot of recovery elixir resources in the storage bag, how could they compare to Han Weizi, the "walking tonic"?
Lu Jueyun had just finished speaking when he whispered, "If Han Weizi leaves, then Uncle can do that good thing with Han Lingzi without having to consider the sisterly love Han Weizi mentioned. As for the price, Uncle can name whatever you want."

Song Yan closed his eyes slightly.

He sensed Li Xuanchan's original thoughts.

In fact, Li Xuanchan had long wanted to take action against Han Lingzi and wanted to forcibly take her "Xuan Cha Body", but the aggressive Han Weizi instead helped his sister to get away with it, which had long annoyed Li Xuanchan.

Li Xuanchan was handsome, so he naturally had no shortage of Taoist companions. However, because Han Weizi had repeatedly tried to stop him with soft words, he had already thought of replacing Han Weizi.

At this moment, Lu Jueyun's thought came to him again: 'Uncle, why don't you be more honest with me.

Han Weizi is of great use to me and is an excellent tool. Our two sects are now in the process of exchanging disciples. It would be better if my uncle could directly give Han Weizi to me.

I will also inform my father about the treasure of the Xuanhuang Realm that my uncle has always wanted, the Divine Frost Cover, and give it to my uncle in exchange for Han Weizi.

By then, my uncle will have Han Lingzi with the 'Xuan Cai Body' by his side, and he can draw on his strength day and night. Breaking through the three realms of Xuan Huang will be just around the corner. Why would he still need Han Weizi?

If it was Li Xuanchan, he would have secretly agreed at this moment, and then put on a show to trick Han Weizi into going. After that, Lu Jueyun would naturally force himself on Han Weizi and humiliate her. After that, Li Xuanchan could use the excuse that "Han Weizi was humiliated" to no longer recognize her as a Taoist partner, leaving her with nowhere to go. At that time, Lu Jueyun could use a few soft words, and with the help of the Duanhai Sect's power, he could naturally take her away completely. If this were put in some stories before the time travel, Han Weizi would be a villain who deserved it.

However, the one who coveted the "Divine Frost Cover" was Li Xuanchan, not him, Song Yan.

Moreover, no matter how free-spirited Song Yan was, he never had the habit of treating people around him as tools or trading them as objects.

At this moment, Han Weizi's voice came from Song Yan's side again.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, if you need my help, that's fine. I just need to give me all the treasures and elixirs that can benefit my husband that I found in the ancient dragon battlefield."

Lu Jueyun laughed and said, "Of course, of course."

Immediately, he bowed to Song Yan and said with a smile: "Uncle, then aunt, can I borrow it?"

Song Yan opened his eyes and said calmly, "No."

Lu Jueyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Song Yan pulled Han Weizi back.

Han Weizi was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable sweetness arose in her heart.

Lu Jueyun sent a telepathic message: "Uncle Shi clearly had an idea, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Song Yanhui thought: "Han Weizi is my Taoist partner, how can I borrow it?"

Lu Jueyun snorted coldly, mounted the wind-twisting beast, and led his men away like a gust of wind.

Song Yan looked at his receding back and a sinister smile appeared in his heart.

Thanks to this identity, otherwise he would not be able to easily know the situation in the ancient dragon battlefield.

Ghost fog barrier?
Changing all the time?

Can't find the way?

He had left signposts along the way, and the needle stuck silently once it entered the space. Only he could detect the location of the needle.

For him, it was easy to pass through the ghost fog barrier and find the right path to enter the third level.

However, more haste, less speed, the time is not right yet.

afternoon.

The two sisters seemed to be arguing about something again.

After a quarrel, Han Lingzi said, "I'm going out to find a partner," and then rushed out. But when he arrived at the courtyard, he saw the elder in white holding a sword and meditating, as if he was feeling something. So he gritted his teeth, emphasized that he was calling him "brother-in-law," and then hurried out.

Han Weizi hurriedly chased after her. She angrily glanced at her sister as she walked away, then looked at Song Yan and said apologetically, "My dear, my sister is too stubborn."

After that, her eyes suddenly showed a bit of ruthlessness, and she lowered her voice and said: "No matter what partner my little sister finds, I will quietly take action and get rid of him."

Song Yan was stunned.

She is really a standard female villain. And he is really a standard villain.

No.

Perhaps it was just a small goal that the "protagonist" found by Han Lingzi needed to solve.

"It's already chaotic enough, don't let her make it more complicated!" Song Yan's expression turned cold.

Han Weizi nodded. She saw the coldness in her lover's eyes and a flash of determination in her beautiful eyes. She immediately flew out to bring her sister back.

Song Yan left the hut and walked under the rusty sword.

He did not actively seek information, but just passively sensed everything around him.

into the night.

No one knew what magic Han Weizi used, but when Song Yan returned to the house again, it was Han Lingzi who was waiting for him inside.

Compared with the plump and soft figure of the beautiful woman, Han Lingzi's cuteness is filled with the agility and joy of a young girl.

When she saw Song Yan entering the door, she lowered her head in grief and anger.

Song Yan didn't say much. He hurried forward, loosened his belt, and slowly merged with the young female cultivator.

After a sudden downpour, Han Lingzi handed over her "Xuan Cha Body", then grabbed her black skirt with an expressionless face and ran out of the house quickly.

Song Yan did not chase after him because he truly felt the benefits that the "Xuan Cha Body" brought him.

It was a vast and pure energy that permeated his body, soul and mind.
He felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart and quickly sat cross-legged in meditation, carefully digesting this power.

Outside the door, Han Weizi sensed that he was practicing, so he quietly set up a formation, fearing that someone would disturb him, and then went after Han Lingzi.

It took Song Yan a whole year to digest this.

The power accumulated in the "Xuan Cha Body" is comparable to the total energy of a cultivator who has cultivated from the Lian Xuan level to the Xuan Huang realm.

Han Lingzi's path of cultivation requires far more resources than others.

But all this hard work went to the benefit of the man who took her body for the first time.

As this energy was digested, the first thing Song Yan felt was that "Burial" and "Wuwen Curse" were suppressed.

The two anchor points, which were originally far away, were weakened as his strength increased.

Good thing!

The black spot at the center of his flawless soul actually shrank a little.

Good thing!

But the bad thing is that the energy brought by the "Xuan Cha Body" directly hits the origin, and what it ultimately waters is the "freedom" in his body now, as well as the word "burial" that has not yet been written.

As for Li Xuanchan's original injuries, they had not recovered at all.

The energy impact of the words "free" and "burial" made Song Yan feel like a seed was about to break through the soil.

If it is broken, then it means that one has truly stepped into the "Second Realm of Xuanhuang - Realm of Realm".

Song Yan’s understanding of this is that the Xuanhuang Realm is a world condensed within the laws of the universe, but the laws of that world are not those of the Xuanhuang Realm cultivators.

The Small Heavenly Dao characters belong to their own laws, and the second realm of Xuanhuang allows these laws to expand into a small area.

Even though the Lord of Heaven and Earth must abide by the established rules in the world he created, he can do whatever he wants in his own "domain".

"call"

Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief.

The comfortable feeling made him feel that he was only one step away from reaching the "Second Realm of Xuanhuang".

He got up and went out.

Outside the door, it was snowing, seldom, light pink snow.

Under the eaves, the Han sisters looked at each other in silence, one was preparing perfume with a smile on her face, while the other was holding her chin in her hand in a daze.

When she heard the formation and the door open and the man in white walked out, Han Weizi, who was mixing perfume, stood up happily. But after sensing that Song Yan's realm was still in the Xuanhuang realm, she showed a look of worry.

"My dear, are you okay? This injury."

Song Yan said: "It's okay."

Han Lingzi turned around and ran without saying a word. She didn't want to see this person at all.

Song Yan asked: "What happened during this period of time?"

Han Weizi looked at him with some worry. In the opinion of this beautiful woman, her husband must have been seriously injured, so much so that even the legendary "Xuan Cha Body" could not fully recover him.

She thought for a moment and then told the story of what had happened during this period in a clear and logical manner.

Generally speaking, many independent cultivators and local tyrants came to explore the ancient dragon battlefield, but because of the ghost fog barrier, they were unable to find the depths.

But just two days ago, an evil cultivator named "Ying Wubei" who had disappeared more than ten years ago suddenly appeared, unconscious in the Blood Abyss. Now he was brought back by Lu Jueyun and was being helped to recover. That "Ying Wubei" also had a treasure of the Xuanhuang realm on him - the Dragon Bone Ring.

"My dear, the dragon bone ring is extremely powerful. It is unlikely that a small cultivator from a place like this can possess it. It is very likely that Ying Wubei has successfully entered the depths of the ancient battlefield. Should we go and take a look?

If Ying Wubei wakes up, Lu Jueyun will definitely ask him to lead the way. Then they can successfully enter the depths of the ancient battlefield and get the giant dragon secret treasure."

Song Yan slowly clenched his fist and said, "That kid is lucky."

Han Weizi said: "With the help of Langjun and me, Lu Jueyun will definitely agree to let us join."

As she said this, she was about to grab the umbrella and then accompany her husband to visit Lu Jueyun.

However, as soon as she moved, Song Yan grabbed her hand.

Han Weizi turned around in surprise, and looked at him quietly with her pretty face.

Song Yan said in a deep voice: "That boy actually has bad intentions towards you."

Han Weizi felt sweet in her heart and said, "My dear, I knew it a long time ago. I knew it from the look in his eyes. But I won't let him take advantage of me."

Song Yan said: "What baby without sorrow, what dragon bone ring, if such an opportunity requires Wei'er's sacrifice in exchange, then I would rather not have it!"

He waved his sleeves in anger and said proudly: "Who am I? How could I be like this!"

It was snowing, but Han Weizi felt that the sun was shining brightly at this moment. An unstoppable smile appeared on her face. She followed Song Yan's hand and snuggled into his arms, saying softly, "My dear, I am satisfied that you think so."

Song Yan said: "Let's not talk about this anymore! If I go there, I will definitely be humiliated, and you, Wei'er, will be humiliated as well. Why bother?"

Han Weizi nodded happily and replied, "Yes, I'll listen to you, my dear."

Song Yan said: "Now, let's go get Xiao Lingdang back."

At this time, he was in a good mood.

Why?

The appearance of Ying Wubei means that the existence deep in the Dragon Battlefield has set its sights on Lu Jueyun and others; and Lu Jueyun and others are obviously not easy to mess with.

The two sides are very likely to have a head-on clash, and no matter what the outcome is, it will be a "fight between two rivals."

The opportunity he has been waiting for is not far away.

Song Yan never thought that he would meet Lu Jueyun again in the near future.

But a few days later, a wind-strike beast appeared in front of his gate again.

This time, the arrogant male cultivator did not come down, but directly raised his voice and said: "Li Xuanchan, I think you also know what happened on my side. I came here today to tell you that Ying Wubei has woken up and he knows the way. So, my proposal that day is still valid?"

Song Yan said: "Be careful, Ying Wubei has problems."

Lu Jueyun laughed and said, "No need to worry about this, uncle."

His smile suddenly stopped, and this time he said without hesitation: "Li Xuanchan, you have already eaten Han Lingzi, how about giving Han Weizi to me? I have heard that her talisman is extremely magical, but I have never experienced it. My father is also curious about the taste!"

Song Yan was stunned.

He crawled out of the crisis.

Now he is still an elder of the Heling Sect after all. Why would Lu Jueyun want to fall out with him at this time?
Seeing that he didn't reply, Lu Jueyun looked cold, then sneered and said sinisterly: "Mr. Li, you are dead! When you die, I will bring Han Weizi to visit your grave!"

Immediately, he strangled the wind beast and flew away.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and watched his departing back.

At some point, he felt someone grabbing his hand.

The beautiful woman was looking at him with a pale face.

Song Yan held her in his arms and said, "It's okay."

At this moment, Han Lingzi appeared out of nowhere, lowered his voice, and said coldly: "Elder Xuanchan, aren't you very capable? Didn't you take my Xuanca body? Can't you kill him quietly?"

The beautiful woman glanced at Han Lingzi and said, "Don't cause any more trouble."

Han Lingzi said nothing and stepped back silently.

Half a month later.
It was still snowing heavily at night.

One after another, the figures of monks broke through the snow and stepped on the rusty swords. In addition to Lu Jueyun and the other nine Wind-Twist Knights, there were more than 20 other monks, including the local tyrants of Rusty Sword Blood Abyss, powerful independent cultivators from the surrounding areas, and monks from other forces who traveled together.

These monks themselves are small groups that check and balance each other and have their own ulterior motives.

But at this time, their goal was the same, which was to be led by Ying Wubei and enter the ancient battlefield of the dragon.

Of course, no one would completely believe Ying Wubei.

This journey is bound to be full of intrigue and scheming.

When Song Yan sensed the team breaking through the air, he also stood up suddenly.

The quilt slipped off, revealing Han Weizi's smooth shoulders. She moved her hands gently and nervously grasped Song Yan's hand.

Song Yan grabbed her hand and pried open her fingers little by little, then gently put the whole hand back into the quilt. He then pulled his right leg out from between those hot long legs, then quickly wrapped himself in clothes and cloak and hung up the gourd.

But when Han Weizi was about to get up from the couch, he pushed her down.

"My dear, I can't let you go alone." Han Weizi said firmly, "I am willing to live and die with you."

Song Yan said: "Wei Er, when have you ever seen me do something I'm not sure of?"

Han Weizi was stunned. She wanted to say, "If you were really sure of everything, you wouldn't have been injured so badly." But she was afraid of hurting her husband, so she just said, "With me here, your strength can be better exerted."

Song Yan said: "Watch out for Xiao Lingdang, and wait obediently for the arrival of the Heling Sect ship as agreed. Your husband has some hidden cards that are useless, and bringing you along would only get in the way."

Han Weizi wanted to say something else, but Song Yan put his hands on her shoulders.

She slowly shrank back into the bed, but her eyes were sparkling with worry like stars.

Song Yan said solemnly again: "Don't come!"

Han Weizi nodded slightly.

Song Yan turned and left, lying in wait for a while. Seeing that Han Weizi really didn't follow him, he looked at the ancient battlefield of the giant dragon among the many rusty swords in the sky, and stepped into it.

This female cultivator really brought him great happiness, both physically and mentally.

Song Yan naturally didn't want anything to happen to her.

The ancient dragon battlefield.

The first layer is the sea of ​​blood.

Compared to when I came here more than ten years ago, this place is foggy and foggy, with various illusions appearing alternately, and there are even many twisted and changing roads in the air.

Song Yan sensed it briefly and found that the road signs laid more than ten years ago were still there. Although some of them were incomplete, the remaining parts were enough to point out the way.

He did not follow Lu Jueyun, Ying Wubei and others, but after entering the first level of the sea of ​​blood, he waited quietly at the exit.

He waited for a full half month before he followed the correct path and started going to the second floor.

With the Three Tribulations Heavenly Thunder Beads leading the way, he easily broke through the thunderstorm pool and entered the blood river layer where the ghost fog was even thicker.

After arriving at the Blood River Layer, he did not go any deeper. Instead, he dug a hole at the entrance to the third layer and buried himself, then waited patiently.

If he couldn't see any movement, he might retreat resolutely, because if Lu Jueyun and so many people couldn't struggle, it would be useless for him to go in.

He had the great benefit of the "Xuan Cai Body", the two forbidden scrolls in his body had improved slightly, and he had also gained the status of an elder of the Heling Sect, which gave him a new place to practice. These were enough for him to regard this place as a place to "come back in the future", and there was no need to fight to the death now, after all, every resurrection meant that he was more seriously contaminated by the word "burial".

He waited patiently.

Decided to wait a year.

If a year passes and nothing happens, he will just turn around and leave.

Time flies.

Three months later.

Suddenly, a powerful wave appeared in the Exploding Talisman River. Lu Jueyun rushed out with disheveled hair, in a very disheveled state, and covered in wounds, roaring "Ghost cultivator, ghost cultivator!". Several cultivators followed him.

But what followed were two extremely cold ghostly figures.

Song Yan hurriedly concealed his breath.

After an incense stick of time, when the pursuing figure was far away, he flew quickly towards the exploding talisman river, pointed the Tianfeng wooden sword to open a path, and plunged into the deepest part of the giant dragon secret realm.

(End of this chapter)