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

Chapter 25 25. Signs
That evening, the snow had not stopped.

An invitation was delivered to Song Yan.

Made of unknown animal skin material, with the words "Linglong Valley Strange Beast Meeting" and "Song Yan, Shadow Play 334" written on it in red sand.

“Take this invitation and your identity token, and wait at Nanzhu Peak in half a month.

Master Shi will send someone to take you to Linglong Valley to observe the animals.

There are gods hidden in the strange beasts. You can know all beasts by observing them. Only leather artists who can draw the gods' appearance or qualified people can go there.

This is what my brother asked Master to help you get. Go see the world."

After Zhang Yin finished speaking, he whispered, "However, this is a temporary quota.

Master Shi is a conservative person, he probably doesn't like this kind of thing, and he might ignore me at that time. If there are disciples around who are good at observing people's expressions, they will surely mock me to flatter Master Shi.
Brother, I've already told you about these shitty things in advance so that you can be prepared to avoid good things turning into bad things and causing unexpected problems.

In short, Junior Brother, remember that although you have talent, you are a junior, so you are here just to learn, talk less, listen more and watch more. "

Song Yan smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother. I will never forget such a kindness."

Zhang Yin was happy to hear that. He patted him on the shoulder affectionately and then left.

Song Yan looked at the invitation in his hand, feeling a sense of anticipation.

These days, he could certainly use his lifespan to deduce the "Art of Painted Skin", but after deducing to a certain extent, he encountered a problem.

If "Painted Skin" wants to be perfect, it has to meet one requirement, that is: it needs to observe as many monsters as possible.

This requires the environment to fit.

In a place where there are no monsters, even if he spends hundreds or thousands of years to study, he will not be able to improve the art of painted skin, because he cannot conjure monsters out of thin air.

To be honest, he was worried about this.

But I didn't expect that this wave was really like sending a pillow when you are sleepy, what you need will come to you.

He glanced at the closed stone door cave not far from the opposite door.

He remembered that Qi Yao had been imprisoned there for quite some time.

He really didn't know how this "little spy from Jianmen of Southern Wu" could break the impasse, but he would not lend any more help.

When he can help, he doesn't mind helping such a good person, but if it involves his own safety, he won't be stupid enough to step forward.

Return to the cave and close the stone door.

Because of the snow, there was little light in the cave, and it felt quite dark.

Miss Qiu and the princess were preparing the "Fire Pepper", as well as some magical flowers and herbs sent by Wang Susu and Zhang Yin.

These flowers and plants don’t have much function, their main feature is that they “purify the air”, are “non-toxic”, and are even “edible”.

The two women sat at the stone table, carefully laying out every pinch of spiritual soil in the flower bed evenly and evenly spacing each flower.
Apart from leatherworking, they can only make flowers.

Drunk and dreaming
Nothing more.

After receiving the invitation from Linglong Valley, Song Yan felt that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. After dealing with the two ladies at night, he said, "Tomorrow I plan to go to the market at the foot of the mountain. I remember there is a restaurant in the market. I will bring some food back from the restaurant and we can eat together."

Although you won't feel hungry after taking the fasting pills, you will lose the joy of eating.

The two girls became happy.

It's just a small thing like eating, but for them it's already worth looking forward to.

The next day
Song Yan went down the mountain with ease and bought some "Guben Ginseng Pills" first. Then he went to the Shifang Restaurant and spent 1 contribution point to buy a box of three pots of delicacies from land and sea. These three pots of delicacies were all the best in the world. According to the restaurant owner's boasting, the chef was an imperial chef and used to prepare state banquets.

Then, he "by the way" spent 199 contribution points to buy the "Soul Searching Technique".

Balance: 1324 contribution points.

However, what appeared on his panel was "Soul Searching Technique (Not yet entry-level) (Threshold: Third level of Lianxuan)". Obviously, this spell needs to be practiced to a certain level before it can be cast.

Song Yan shook his head.

Improving your realm is the most important thing.

But he already knew a lot about realm.

Realm is not determined by comprehension, so unless there is a great adventure, it is impossible to make rapid progress.

This realm depends on "Xuan Gen Qualifications", "Cave Dwelling", "Furnace and Tripod", "Pills" and so on. If he suddenly jumps out and says that he has already completed the "Second Level of Xuan Practice" and wants to ask how to practice the "Third Level of Xuan Practice", he will definitely be doomed.

Back in the mountains, he opened the lunch box, placed the three pots of food on the spiritual charcoal stove one by one, and began to steam them.

The aroma spread with the hot air, making the three people who had not eaten for a long time drool.

The two girls looked eagerly at the delicacies on the charcoal stove, and then looked at Song Yan who was also waiting eagerly on the side, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Perhaps at this moment, the three of them had a true "emotional resonance".

But it's only for this moment.

If you really look into it
That's really hard to figure out.

Song Yan never really thought that "the princess didn't hate him". If he gave the princess a knife in a safe place and tied himself up, he felt that the princess might still kill him with the knife.

However, even though he was asleep now, he was more alert than ordinary people because of his state of mind.

Therefore, even though he sometimes slept with the princess in his arms at night, he was not afraid at all.

And the princess wouldn't be stupid enough to attack him in the cave. "It's hot."

Miss Qiu looked at the stove happily while arranging the dishes and chopsticks in the lunch box, waiting with her saliva salivating.

The princess also felt happier.

Song Yan raised his hand to lift the lid of the pot.

However, the moment his two fingers touched the lid of the pot, a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.

That was the boasting of the owner of the Shifang Restaurant.

"Our chef is the imperial chef. He used to prepare state banquets. Your Excellency is in for a treat."

Snapped.

He pushed the lid back down.

"What's wrong?" Miss Qiu asked in surprise.

Song Yan said casually: "It's not hot yet."

After saying this, he suddenly had an idea and closed his eyes slightly, focusing his attention on "【Kung Fu: Mysterious Energy Guiding Technique (can deduce lifespan)】".

He added a psychological hint: 'Use the contents of this pot as medicine, and invest one year of your life into it to start the deduction.'

[You have invested one year of your life in practicing the "Mysterious Energy Guiding Technique". There is no evil energy here, and the evil energy in your body is full and cannot be increased any further.

But you think that swallowing the delicious food in the pot in front of you can serve as an opportunity for cultivation.

You devoured three pots of this deliciousness.

That night, you had abdominal cramps.

you are dead.

Return the remaining life span of 364 days]

Song Yan:.
He once again discovered a way to use his panel: testing poison.

At the same time, he also discovered that the dish was indeed poisonous.

Song Yan sighed, deliberately lifted the lid of the pot, sniffed it, and said, "It's poisonous."

"Poisonous?" The princess was stunned.

Song Yan said: "'The remnant of the Wei Dynasty, the imperial chef in the palace.'"

princess:.
"Fan Yao shouldn't do anything to you, right?" The princess forced a smile.

Song Yan said: "It may not be an ordinary medicine. The remnants of your side may have completely colluded with Nanwu Jianmen. They took the poison from Nanwu Jianmen and rushed to Puppet Sect in a suicidal manner. They are really loyal."

princess:.
Song Yan stroked her hair and said, "To be fair, I didn't expect this to happen. But since it happened, I have to report it."

After saying that, he grabbed the iron pot and went to find a seal.

That night
Team leader Zhang Yin, brought Song Yan, Wang Susu and others to the city entrance.

The city was in commotion because many evil disciples of the Jianghu had been poisoned to death.

Zhang Yin ordered his disciples to block the front and back doors and arrest people directly.

The chef of the restaurant did not leave. He just stood on the rooftop, looking north, and shouted passionately: "I, Hua Wuxian, have never failed the emperor's grace! Your Majesty, I am leaving!"

After saying this, he fell from a great height with blood gushing from all his seven orifices. He was already dead before he hit the ground, his eyes wide open, looking with hatred at the disciples of Shadow Play Peak who were in the firelight in the distance.

Zhang Yin didn't waste any words and continued to capture people, then used the soul-searching technique "swish".

After a short while, several suspects were captured and killed.

With a smile on her face and holding a small red oil-paper umbrella, Wang Susu stood in the night snow under the lanterns in the market town, sniffing the smell of blood in the air seductively.

Song Yan looked at the tragically dead cook, and then at Senior Brother Zhang who was returning from killing someone, and couldn't help but ask, "Has the King of Wei been caught?"

Zhang Yin waved his hand and said, "He ran away. I don't know where he died in the wilderness."

For some reason, Song Yan suddenly shuddered.

Wang Susu moved closer to Senior Brother Zhang and said in a coquettish voice that only the three of them could hear: "Senior Brother, my furnace cauldron is no longer working. Can you give me another one from the royal family?"

Zhang Yin glanced awkwardly at Song Yan beside him, then glanced at the other disciples not far away, and said in a low voice: "Yes, yes, yes."

Then he said in a lighter voice, "Junior Brother Song, do you want one? I'll get you another one. It's guaranteed to be younger than the previous one."

Song Yan shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother."

Wang Susu glared at Song Yan and said, "Junior Brother Song is really kind and gentle to women. Would you like to show some mercy to me, too?"

After saying that, she covered her lips and laughed, "Geese, geese, geese."

Song Yan smiled speechlessly.

However, he had long been accustomed to his senior sister's style.

Senior sister is a typical witch.

But the real witches are all sluts.

(End of this chapter)