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Chapter 257 256. Witch Binding, Steady Breakthrough (6.1K words - please subscribe)
There was no road in the rugged mountains, but as more people came to seek immortality, they trampled out a path.

On the road, there were five or six Confucian scholars dressed as rangers, leaning on trekking poles, hurrying along against the wind and snow. Some of them said, "We can't stop here, if there is an avalanche we will all be dead"; some said, "What does avalanche mean? The immortals might be watching you and me, so we shouldn't be afraid of such a small thing"; some recited poems boldly, "A black crane brought me ganoderma lucidum and gave me a jade pot of ice"; others laughed and said, "Brother Li, wake up, there is no black crane, no jade pot, hahahaha".

Seen from above, their figures looked like just a few imperceptible black dots.

Song Yan looked at these black spots and let the white snow stick to his body, covering him in white.

This is just his cave.

The Confucian scholars who are seeking immortality are mortals who do not have any profound roots at all and it is impossible for them to enter the world of cultivation.

Their fate is to live in this secret world for decades, and then go to reincarnation, to a place where the "Six Paths Qualification" exists. However, the new life is no longer connected to this life, their cause and effect have faded, they are in their own cause and effect consciousness, and when the consciousness is gone, they are gone too. This scene is quite consistent with the saying "I think, therefore I am".

Song Yan did not exert any strength, but felt the cover of the snow, which reminded him of the scene when he was still in the Puppet Sect and hid in the snow for refuge. Although time had passed, he wanted to relive it again, just because he wanted to remind himself all the time: the world is difficult, cultivation is ruthless, and those who are careless will die without a burial place.

The grim scene is just like it was many years ago.

But Song Yan suddenly noticed a hint of disharmony in the coldness.

He turned his head and saw a snowman standing next to him.

The snowman is not fat, but very tall.

The snowman is also wearing a black fairy dress.

Seeing Song Yan's gaze, the snowman suddenly blinked, and the snow on his eyelashes fell off, revealing a pair of eyes that smiled like a crescent moon. Who else could this be but Han Lingzi?

"Accompany you in the snow."

As the words fell, the snowman's mouth was revealed.

Song Yan looked at the snowman and for some reason he suddenly thought of An Li. However, An Li would only build a snowman with a bright and righteous swordsman, and would not make a snowman with an evil and cold demon.

He thought of Su Yao again. It was even more impossible for Su Yao to do such a thing.

As for the early lady in Jade Makeup, she would cower and accompany him in doing anything, but it was all a slave mentality developed out of "extreme fear and fear of being tortured".

As for Tang Ningxin, she is not so naive. If she did it suddenly, it would seem that she is trying to please you deliberately.

But he only saw the clear stupidity of a love-brained person in the eyes of the little bell in front of him. Perhaps only a female cultivator who was born in the upper realm and had never experienced the fighting and struggle in the lower realm could develop such stupidity. Perhaps it was also because of this that she was able to comprehend the magical character of her natal talisman - "Shadow".

Before, Song Yan had always been confused, what kind of person could realize the power to "completely bind another person"?
Now he understands.

Oh.

That's love brain.

Seeing Song Yan's dazed look, Xiao Lingdang smiled brightly and said, "No one has ever been in the snow with you, right?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "Yes."

Xiao Lingling's smile suddenly disappeared, and her eyes, which had been smiling like a crescent moon, slowly turned into a full moon. The full moon glared at Song Yan fiercely with a "cute and fierce" look.

When Song Yan looked at her, she was glaring.

Song Yan stopped looking at her, but she was still staring at him.

The heavy snow fell, landing on her long eyelashes and blocking her eyes.

Song Yan put away his smile, looked into the distance and said, "I thought about it carefully again, and there really isn't one."

brush!
The snowflakes were bounced off by the eyelashes again.

A joyful smile appeared in the eyes that were staring at Song Yan.

Little Bell said, "Humph, you're still good. You know how to coax me."

Song Yan said: "I'm not kidding you, but is it a big deal to get wet in the snow together?"

Little Bell said: "Of course it is amazing. We Xuanhuang monks will never grow old, but if we get wet in the snow together, it means we will grow old together, which means we will be together forever and have a beautiful reunion."

She said these words very seriously.

Obviously, she really thinks this matter is important.

There was only Song Yan left in her eyes. She didn't care whether this man was good or bad, a devil or a knight.

She cares about the person himself, not anything external.

"My dear, what is your name?" Little Bell suddenly asked again, and then said in a pitiful and coquettish manner, "Tell me, otherwise I'm worried that one day you will change your name and fly away and lose me. I won't be able to find you even if I want to."

When she said the last sentence, a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

It seemed that the news of losing the man in front of her was more painful than her own death.

But Song Yan couldn't answer this question.

Because now the name "Song Yan" will bring him immeasurable trouble.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Lingdang's expression dimmed for a moment, then she smiled warmly as if "rekindling a flame", "Then let me bind you! I knew that Li Xuanchan would never refuse me, and only if you are worried about me would you want me to bind you after a breakthrough. But I want to bind you now, I have already given you my Xuan Cha body, and now I want to give you the word 'shadow' as well."

Song Yan was not sure if there was any problem with binding himself, after all, his natal talisman was too complicated.

Little Bell said hastily without waiting for a reply, "It will be very good after the binding. It will not bring any burden to you. On the contrary, part of the power I cultivated can be passed on to you to help you break through as soon as possible. As for the word 'shadow', once bound, I will become your shadow, and the power of the shadow can naturally be fed back to my real body."

"very good."

"My dear, you really won't suffer any loss."

She kept talking.

Song Yan said: "In fact, my power is somewhat special. Binding it early may be dangerous. Or maybe."

Before he finished speaking, Little Bell interrupted and said, "I do."

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and an instinctive vigilance emerged.

Because even a love-brained female cultivator wouldn't go to such an extent of "risking her life for the one she loves", right?
However, he had just comprehended the "Demon Body of Ten Thousand Forms", and coupled with the "mark left by the Ice Abyss Phoenix", his overall strength was infinitely close, or in other words, he could already reach the Realm of Spiritual Realm.

Little Bell is only at the Core Realm.

There is a huge gap between the two sides.

In this world of the first level, it is impossible for Xiao Lingling to do anything.

Song Yan thought about it, shook his head and said, "No."

Little Bell shook off the snow on her body and asked angrily, "Why?"

As she spoke, her eyes rolled and she suddenly realized, "If you are worried about me, you don't have to. My shadow will only follow your power and will not touch your talisman.

Because my strength is the same as Langjun's, no matter what spell Langjun casts, I can follow suit. If we really encounter an enemy, the enemy will be caught off guard.

Moreover, once I become a shadow, I can form an extremely secret shadow space beside you, and I can sneak up on your enemies at any time."

"Lang Jun."

"My dear, let me bind you."

Little Bell was acting coquettishly in an annoying way.

She must be bound to Song Yan, because only in this way will she have a feeling that "she and her husband have truly developed a strong bond and he truly belongs to her."

Song Yan stared at her, many thoughts flashing through his mind.

Things seem a little more stable now, but he is still cautious.

He also left an incarnation in the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

Not long ago, the incarnation accidentally received a piece of news: a cultivator saw an ancient bronze boat with a black crane and a sword on its bow.

The sword-shaped figurehead and the ancient bronze boat with a black crane are the symbols of the Tianqi Sword Palace.

Tianqi Sword Palace is currently busy with many things and it is impossible for it to send disciples to an extremely remote and dilapidated place like Rusty Sword Blood Abyss.

Then, this is most likely directed at him.

After thinking about it a little more, he knew that Tianqi Sword Palace had sent someone to see if he was dead.

If someone is dead, there will be some movement. Either the two saints will fight for their bodies and cause a disaster, or an accident will occur and the body can be recovered.

And if he is not dead, then he has a lot of secrets.

Although he had a preconceived good impression of Tianqi Sword Palace, Song Yan would not take it lightly.

He really needs more cards now to deal with the endless unexpected events.

After a little thought, he looked at the little bell that "could not possibly turn the world upside down" and nodded.

Han Lingzi's pretty face suddenly flushed with joy. She ran to Song Yan, put her arms around the man's strong waist, stood on tiptoe, and closed her eyes.

Deep kiss
Han Lingzi's figure slowly disappeared and slowly and completely merged into Song Yan, or to be more precise, merged into his shadow.

Song Yan was vigilantly feeling the connection that was gradually developing between the two of them. Although he felt that Xiao Lingling could not do anything wrong, he was still vigilantly feeling the process.

for a long time
And for a long time.
Song Yan suddenly saw a line of information appear in the [Spell] column of the panel: [Xiaotian Dao Magic: Shadow].

Generally, there is an "upper limit" to spells.

For example, [Hundred Aspects of Demonic Body] is an invincible spell at the Lianxuan level, and even at the Jiangong level, but it is weakened a lot at the Zifu level, and is completely useless at the Shenying level.

Another example is the Nine Palace Blood, [Xuan Jian Sutra], [Paper Cutting Heavenly Palace], [Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique] and so on, all of which are limited to this realm.

Even the [Demon Body of Ten Thousand Aspects] that he had just comprehended had a name of "Realm Law", which meant that although [Demon Body of Ten Thousand Aspects] was powerful and special, it was only intended to be in the "Realm of Realm", and perhaps it was still good in the "Realm of Spiritual Realm", but it would most likely be eliminated in the next of the four realms of Xuanhuang.

This is how cultivation works; each realm has its own unique scenery, and it is impossible to achieve it once and for all.

However, the "Little Heavenly Dao Technique" that emerged after being bound by the small bell is a power that can grow, and its upper limit is extremely high.

Song Yan glanced at his own shadow and felt his own condition.

He discovered that he could completely mobilize Han Lingzi to launch an "aftermath attack" at any time and anywhere, that is, to copy his power attack.

Even though he is already exhausted, Han Lingzi will not be affected and can still take action.

Song Yan stood in the snow and decided to test it.

brush!
A branch flashed across the sword shadow.

He cast [Minor Heavenly Art: Shadow].

Suddenly, another layer of sword shadow appeared behind his sword shadow.

Brush brush!
With one strike of his sword, he created thousands of sword shadows.

Immediately afterwards, a new wave of sword shadows appeared behind these thousands of sword shadows. Although they were weaker, they were still hard to defend against.

A look of surprise gradually appeared on Song Yan's face.

Because he discovered the most important point: casting [Minor Heavenly Art: Shadow] does not require any energy consumption, all the energy consumption is borne by Han Lingzi.

Then, he continued to try out powers other than "Words Come True" and found that everything was fine.

And in the process, he discovered something else.

I don’t know if this stupid woman Han Lingzi was particularly open to her, but she “surrendered” in all aspects during the binding process, so that her body and mind were completely controlled by him, and his thoughts were above everything else.

In other words, Han Lingzi is the ultimate "accomplice" with unlimited potential. Song Yan was convinced.

He originally thought that Han Lingzi was just a love-brained person.

Now, he has understood: Xiao Lingling is a magical female cultivator who wants to achieve success by using love as her mindset.

Otherwise, how could one be qualified to comprehend the word “shadow”?
Bound together by the word "shadow", the two are truly inseparable.

And when Song Yan was making love with Xiao Wei'er, he also gained a new and special experience.

Three people walked together on the soft couch.

Walking is difficult, as if flying.

The warm flame burns in everyone, making the three of them happy together.

The Han sisters made Song Yan feel extremely satisfied, both physically and mentally.

On this day, Song Yan suddenly felt something in his heart, and he took the initiative to fly out of the secret realm, and then quickly went to another secret realm.

All secret realms have restrictions imposed by their owners. If one enters without permission, it would be equivalent to "breaking into the mortal world" and would cause resentment. This is true even in front of the elders and the sect master.

But when Song Yan arrived at the secret realm, he went straight in.

In the secret realm, a large formation is rotating.

Elder Ding of the Heling Sect was struggling to resist.

Elder Ding, who is at the second level of Xuanhuang, has to face He Wuya, General Ruimu, Hua Xianggu, and even a group of ghost cultivators who use their numbers to bully the weak and act with intent.

As soon as the two sides fought, Elder Ding was "stabbed" from behind. How could he not lose?

Now, he has been defeated, with a look of horror, looking at He Wuya in disbelief, shouting: "Master, you must have heard some slander, how could I betray you? How is it possible!!"

He hasn't thought about ghost cultivation yet.

He Wuya came to encircle and suppress him, and the slogan he shouted was "Some people say that you are secretly communicating with the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty."

Elder Ding took it seriously.

At this moment, he was struggling to hold on, and was almost exhausted. He angrily explained: "Sect Master!! I did not betray the Heling Sect!!"

At this moment, he heard a greeting from the terrifying and unfamiliar female cultivator in peach-blossom pink clothes outside the formation.

"Old Li, you're here. If you go any slower, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my strength and kill this old man!"

Song Yan was not surprised.

He Wuya is his incarnation.

After the ghost cultivators settled down, they began to devour the entire Heling Sect. The first to take action were naturally the remaining three elders in the second level of Xuanhuang: Elder Ding, Elder Zhao, and the uncrowned elder - the Sixth Elder.

Flower Fragrance Bone, Xiao Hanshan adheres to the principle of "leaving the strong ones to Lao Li as incarnations", so he will be gentle when he attacks to avoid damaging the body.

But this time, Song Yan said in advance that he "had to leave some breath", so the current scene happened.

"Old Li?" Elder Ding turned his head and looked at the man who was walking towards him from a distance. He was stunned and said, "Li Xuanchan! Didn't you perish along with the Li family?"

He suddenly looked at He Wuya and suddenly realized.

It turns out that the Heling Sect was defeated in the previous battle. Is the Sect Leader under control?
Song Yan said: "Let's play the next game of chess. I swear on my heart that if I win, I will let you go."

Elder Ding said: "You don't have to let me go. I can do what the Sect Master can do!"

After saying this, his frightened old face instantly calmed down, and then he smiled and said, "You should have said it earlier. It's not like I can't surrender. The sect master has surrendered, why do you think I won't? Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this? We are a family, we are all a family. Hahaha. Let's fight against the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty together from now on."

Then, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Master Li is very good at hiding his true intentions from the world without revealing anything."

Wow~
Song Yan stepped into the formation, raised his hand to lift up a piece of bluestone, made a "please" gesture, then sat on the left calmly, raised his head and said gently: "Ten rounds, if you can win one round, I will accept you."

Immediately, his expression became stern, and he said in a deep voice: "We don't accept useless trash. Elder Ding, please come in."

Elder Ding's eyes swiveled left and right, and he asked, "Are you serious?"

Not far away, He Wuya sighed and said, "Elder Ding, just listen to him."

Although Elder Ding didn't understand what was going on, he felt relieved when he heard the Sect Master speak. He then sat to the right of Qingshi and said, "Please."

A few hours later.
Song Yan stood up from the big bluestone.

He possesses amazing wisdom that is unknown to the world. Since this wisdom can be used on the chessboard of the Great Dao, he cannot lose, at least not at this level.

Ten battles and ten wins.

He was a little restrained in the first nine games, but in the last game he repeatedly ravaged Elder Ding in order to gain more cultivation.

At this time, Elder Ding was sitting dejectedly beside the large bluestone, looking like a wooden chicken.

His realm was originally just the same as Li Xuanchan's initial realm. Ten consecutive defeats caused him to drop down a major realm and become the realm core realm.

He couldn't understand why he lost every time.

He really couldn't understand.

And at this moment, a ball of peach blossom blood enveloped him.

Hua Xiang Gu took action.

Elder Ding, die!
Hua Xianggu called from behind, "Old Li, do you want more?"

Song Yan said: "The Xuanhuang realm is not needed."

Elder Ding is missing.

But many monks will stay in their own secret realms for hundreds of years, and no one doubts it.

As for the soul lamp, the Heling Sect cannot afford such high-end goods.

The function of the soul lamp is not only to "show whether the owner of the soul lamp is dead or not", it is also a special treasure.

Of course, even if the Heling Sect was equipped with soul lamps, it would probably be difficult to implement.

Apart from places like Tianqi Sword Palace where sword practitioners are honest with each other, who else would dare to easily leave their soul in the sect?

Next year
Elder Zhao is in seclusion.

The Sixth Elder also went into seclusion.

The elite disciples of the Heling Sect who were at the Xuanhuang realm also began to retreat.

Two years later.
winter.

A Xuanhuang realm cultivator named Nan Zhongtian was standing in this fairy mountain.

He had just returned from outside and was now back at the sect. Although he did not notice anything unusual, he always had a feeling of uneasiness.

Nan Zhongtian trusted his feelings very much, and he began to observe his surroundings further.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Come, the Sect Master has summoned you."

Nan Zhongtian swept his divine sense over and said respectfully, "Greetings, Elder Huang."

Then, he hesitated and said, "Elder."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Huang waved his hand and sent a telepathic message: "Do you feel that the atmosphere is a little off?"

Nan Zhongtian narrowed his eyes and said in his mind, "That's right."

"Elder Huang" said: "The spies of the Immortal Dynasty caused the star disaster. The sect master is concentrating all his efforts to solve it. Now is the perfect time for you to come back. Let's go and talk while we walk."

The two of them walked together and quickly went to the main Qi Hall.

"Elder Huang" continued: "This star disaster appeared on the chessboard of the Great Dao. Some people say it may be a curse of the Li family."

Nan Zhongtian listened and nodded at first, but suddenly he stopped and said, "Elder Huang, Elder Ding suddenly sent me a message, asking me to go over, saying there is something urgent."

"Elder Huang" tilted his head and gave him a strange look.

Nan Zhongtian met the gaze, clasped his fists, then turned around and slowly left.

After taking a few steps back, he suddenly took a step forward, trying to cross the space and escape from here.

Although he didn't know why, he felt it was particularly strange.

Step out.

Bang!
He was unable to leave and instead crashed into a formation shield.

Then, he saw several powerful energies coming from various locations.

for a long time
Hua Xiang Gu grabbed the monk's body and quickly dropped it to a secluded place, then said, "This can't be called a retreat."

"Elder Huang" said: "Then I will control him, explain, and then go out to continue my work."

huh~~
In the secret realm, Song Yanchang let out a sigh of relief, and the "realm of great freedom" around him expanded, and the area it covered was much larger than before.

The power he robbed through the "Dao Chessboard" allowed him to break through quickly, and now his realm has been raised from the "domain opened a hundred feet" in the early stage of the realm to the "domain opened ten mountains" in the middle stage.

With the increase of its own strength, the power of the word "zang" once again suppressed the "Wu" that had grown stronger due to its use of the power of words on Li Shanhai.

At the top of the cliff, Song Yan stood up.

The sun shone brightly, casting his shadow on the ground.

The shadow quickly changed and became a woman's shadow.

A little bell emerged from it and looked at Song Yan happily.

These days, she watched Song Yan doing those evil things, but she was only happy for Song Yan's improvement. She had successfully turned into an "unrepentant, hopelessly vicious female supporting role."

Song Yan grabbed a black cloth from the void and threw it to Xiao Lingdang, saying, "Cover it, and then lock your consciousness. Don't look at it. I want to test a spell."

Xiao Lingling took it, wrapped her eyes around it obediently, and said, "Okay."

Song Yan took a deep breath, opened his five fingers, and raised them to the sky. At the same time, he slowly chanted the word "Wa" and said, "I want an apple."

brush!
Out of thin air an apple appeared in his hand.

Then he looked at the little bell.

Little Bell followed and said, "We need apples."

brush!
A small apple also appeared in Little Bell's hand.

Because the cause and effect of this matter was extremely small, the word "Wa" only spread a little bit outward from Song Yan's natal talisman.

This was nothing. What made Song Yan ecstatic was that the secondary power of Xiao Lingling's words did not trigger the word "Wa"! Instead, it was still her own "shadow"!
Although the effect was much weaker, it was already beyond his expectations.

Because, as long as he instills this spell into the little bell, the little bell can use it independently!

In other words, he couldn't make his words come true at will, but the little bell could!

(End of this chapter)