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

Chapter 268 267. You Should Call Brother Mo Han Master (5.1K words - Please subscribe)
The old man was Ning Daozhen, the person Song Yan had seen in the void in the past. It was also the "Immortality Order" given by this old man that allowed Song Yan to successfully escape before the world of Emperor Cunxin was about to completely collapse.
At this moment, his hair and beard were fluttering, his eyes were indifferent, and his cloth shoes stepped steadily on the darkness of the starry sky. The moment he pointed his finger, the starry sky gave people a feeling of sudden solidification.

Ning Yunmiao already knew his grandfather's methods, so he turned around and returned to the empty boat. The thousands of white cranes no longer entangled with the rusty sword, but returned to his body and sank into his natal realm one by one.

Rusty Sword lost its opponent, but continued to stab at the empty boat relentlessly.

But suddenly they paused.

There are thousands of secret realms, and the heaven and earth have come to a standstill.

Some mysterious force suddenly grabbed hold of the entire world.

The blood beads wriggling on the sword were like frozen tadpoles, maintaining a twisted posture.

"Grandpa, my junior brother is fine! He hasn't fallen!" Ning Yunmiao shouted again while standing on the deck.

On the other side, the Han sisters and even Xiao Bing were trembling.

Song Yan observed with curiosity and solemnity, thinking in his heart, "What kind of power is this?", but on the surface he stood respectfully, bowed respectfully to the old man, and shouted: "Senior, I finally see you!"

Ning Daozhen smiled at him and said, "Xiao Song."

Song Yan responded: "Hey!"

Ning Daozhen pointed at the rusty sword and said, "Watch carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pointed index finger turned slightly and tapped lightly, shaking the void.

Song Yan didn't know the meaning of his action.

But the next moment.
thump—

It was as if a giant knocked on the door of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth also opened the door. Behind the door were space fragments in the snowflake-like space turbulence, which could easily kill the second level of Xuanhuang. But deeper down, there seemed to be some power responding to the old man's random knocking.

Song Yan looked with wide eyes, and saw that the dark gray broken void suddenly had color:

Golden red!

Silvery white!

The golden red is fire, and the silver white is also fire.

The strong smell of sparks and the familiar feeling made Song Yan suddenly realize what it was: this was the Lunar Sun Fire, but it was no longer a projected fire, but real fire!

The True Fire of the Moon appeared under Ning Daozhen's feet like liquid moonlight, and frost formed in the space wherever it passed; the True Fire of the Sun transformed into countless golden crows, flapping their wings and whistling, burning everything without leaving any ashes.

The two intertwined with each other, and soon formed a yin-yang fish-shaped golden and white sea of ​​fire.

The moment the sea of ​​fire appeared, Ning Daozhen raised his hand and grabbed towards the distance.

In an instant, those rusty swords came towards him and turned into fuel into the golden and white sea of ​​fire swirling around him.

All the rusty swords began to burn one after another.

The sword body melted, and the mountains and rivers inside it also melted. Everything was like white paper thrown into a raging fire, leaving no trace of the burn.

Ning Daozhen looked towards the Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss not far away.

In a short period of time, almost all the creatures in the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss have turned into blood demons. Some are strong, some are weak, but an indestructible and terrifying force prevents them from being destroyed.

Ning Daozhen looked at this scene with a look of pity on his face, and immediately said, "Girl Yun, Xiao Song, go inside and take a look, saving people is the most important thing!"

Ning Yunmiao bit her lip but did not move. Her spiritual sense had already swept across the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss. Even if there were still living people inside, they were very few, and they were rapidly transforming into blood demons. Not only could they not be saved, but there might also be unknown dangers, which would make it impossible for her and Song Yan to return.

How is it possible to step into the blood demon's lair?

She replied: "Grandpa, there is no way to save him."

However, Song Yan suddenly moved. He stepped into the void and went straight to the blood demon's lair.

He went very quickly and decisively, so decisively that before Ning Yunmiao could react, he was already in the starry sky.

Ning Daozhen looked at the man walking away, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Ning Yunmiao saw Song Yan leaving and had no choice but to follow him.

Snapped!
Song Yan fell from a high altitude into the Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss.

Although the rusty sword was lost in this abyss, the blood rain did not decrease but increased, dancing violently, like an infinite blade that was slicing this piece of Xuan Xiu land.
One secret realm after another was torn apart and the monks hiding in them screamed in the blood rain and turned into blood demons.

Song Yan had sharp eyes and soon discovered a secret realm that was struggling to resist the erosion of the blood rain. The secret realm was a smooth crystal. There was a lot of yin energy swirling on the surface of the crystal, resisting the blood rain.

This crystal is like a small boat in a whirlpool of raging tide, with wisps of blood swirling around it, like countless bloody knives spinning and tearing, but the boat is struggling to resist.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at the Yin Qi, then suddenly raised his hand to grab it, and with a pinch of his fingers, he picked up the secret realm like picking up a glass bead and put it into the Qi box he carried with him.

"Senior Ning is right. There really are people waiting for us to rescue them!" Song Yan's face was full of joy. He seemed happy that he could save a living being in a small secret realm.

As for why there is something in this secret realm, the answer is also very simple.

If there was no one struggling to resist in the secret realm, this secret realm would have exploded long ago and would not have lasted until now.

Seeing that he had really found a secret realm, Ning Yunmiao also began to search seriously.

However, perhaps their good luck was at the beginning. The two searched for a long time but did not see a living person. Seeing that the blood was increasing and it was difficult to move forward, they returned.

In the void, the rusty sword had almost been sucked away by Ning Daozhen.

When the old man saw the two people coming out, he raised his finger and grabbed in the direction of the Rusty Sword Blood Zone.

The vast world composed of many heavens and earths was like being tied with invisible silk threads, being dragged towards him, and then forcibly stuffed into the golden and white sea of ​​fire.

The blood demon cannot be destroyed, even the golden and white sea of ​​fire cannot burn it out. The power of this blood seems to have the strongest defense and the strongest vitality in the whole world.
The mountains and rivers burned, the heaven and earth burned, but the blood demons were dragged deep into the broken void and then into the inner world with a wave of Ning Daozhen's sleeve.

The old man stroked his beard and looked at the healing void, his eyes showing a thoughtful look, and then he took a step and appeared on the deck of the empty boat.

Song Yan took out the Qi box from his arms and handed it over, saying, "Senior, this is the secret realm that was just rescued. I haven't checked it yet, but it has a strong Yin energy. I suspect that even if there are cultivators in it, they should be ghost cultivators."

As he spoke, he was actually quite curious, and thought to himself: "Could it be that in the past few hundred years, the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss has bred new ghost cultivators like Sister Xianggu and Brother Hanshan?"

However, he is good friends with Hua Xianggu and Xiao Hanshan, but not with other ghost cultivators.

Snapped!
He casually opened the Qi box, and the transparent crystal-like secret bead inside had already restrained the Yin energy and looked normal.

Ning Daozhen stared at the bead.

Song Yan directly pointed out: "It's a good disguise."

Ning Daozhen looked at it carefully for a while and said, "Xiao Song, you should keep this secret realm. This thing is destined to be with you."

Song Yan was stunned.

Ning Daozhen stroked his beard and looked at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "You are indeed a boy who can form a karmic relationship with Brother Mo Han. It's a pity that I had something to do back then and was unable to return in time. I also failed to fulfill my promise to keep you by my side for a thousand years. This is my fault."

After saying that, he raised his hand and grabbed out a jade slip and a glass bead that was green and full of cracks. He looked at them reluctantly, then handed them over and said, "Take it."

Song Yan took it and scanned it with his spiritual sense. The information in the jade slip made his head ache. It was obviously a higher-level technique, and the glass bead actually contained a seed.

Ning Daozhen said: "The power I used just now was only at the Realm of Realm Ruins.

The early stage of the world is called True Fire, the middle stage is called True World, and the late stage is called Divine Court. "

Song Yan hurriedly said: "Please give me some advice."

In fact, there is another important reason why he wants to return to Tianqi Sword Palace, and that is: the Four Realms of Xuanhuang.

Now, he does not have the skills of the "Four Realms of Xuanhuang".

He searched the entire Changfeng Immortal Dynasty but still couldn't find it, which shows how valuable the subsequent skills are.

Another purpose of Emperor Chang Ye's joining the Tianqi Sword Palace might be to obtain the "Four Realms of Xuanhuang" skills.

Ning Daozhen said: "There are records in the jade slips, you just need to study it carefully. However, what I can tell you is that if you want to break through the realm of Jiexu, you must sneak into the first day of the Nine Heavens to collect the real Taiyin Sun Fire.

On the first day, just below or above the turbulent void of our universe, there is a world with real sun and moon, not a projection like this universe where everything is born.

However, the current nine days are extremely terrifying, even on the first day.
Plant this seed well and patiently. It will hide your aura and allow you to be safe even in the mortal world or in a low-level cultivation area.

As it matures, it will also give you a more secure approach to your first day.”

Hidden breath?

Can you be safe even in the mortal world or in a low-level place of cultivation?
Song Yan was stunned. Before he could say anything, Ning Yunmiao said, "Grandpa, I know a lot this time. Now is the time for us to return and fight those hidden Blood River disciples!"

Immediately, she recounted her experiences during this period one by one.

Ning Daozhen listened patiently, then sighed and said, "It is indeed so."

He continued, "I felt something was wrong when I looked at the mirror at the entrance to the underworld, but I was also very confused because the person who controls the mirror couldn't do anything. And the old man He who guards the underworld couldn't lie at the same time.

This time, I saw you, Yun girl, leave without saying goodbye, so I followed you out. But before I left, I left a backup plan.

In fact, when I saw the blood river power in the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss that should have disappeared long ago, I knew that my backup plan was correct. "

Ning Yunmiao asked: "Grandpa, what's the back-up plan?"

Ning Daozhen smiled and said, "Girl Yun, you may not be able to return to the sect."

Ning Yunmiao asked curiously: "Why?"

Ning Daozhen said: "Because you are already dead, already."

Hanhai Area, Tianqi Sword Palace, Qingzhu Mountain
The dusk is heavy, reflected in the water.

That is the water from the Bishuitan Lake.

The mysterious tree was swaying leisurely, casting mottled shadows and shaking off sparse dead leaves.

Song Yan was sitting under the dead leaves, and at this moment a pair of monks were playing chess.

The monk in a clean robe had a gaunt face, and his fingertips were stroking the chess pieces, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, as if the only two colors in the world that caught his eye were black and white. He made his moves very slowly, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes sighing softly, as if he was obsessed with chess.

This cultivator is Mo Wuzheng, one of the "Five Idiots" of Tianqi Sword Palace. He is obsessed with chess more than practicing, and often looks for people to play chess with. He came last year because he heard that Ning Chenxiao, a cultivator from the Ning family of Qingzhu Mountain who was very good at chess, had broken through the magic barrier and returned.

Now, the two sit opposite each other and have been playing chess for a whole year.

But for the Xuanhuang cultivators, a year is actually not a long time.

Compared to making a move, it is more important to understand your own state of mind before making the move and to practice accordingly.

Mo Wu Zheng would sometimes even think about it for days.

Ning Chenxiao is the same.

laugh.
Dead leaves fell on the chessboard, but the two men turned a blind eye.

In a moment, the dead leaf flew away with the wind and disappeared from the chessboard, but the two of them still ignored it.

Suddenly, Ning Chenxiao's calm face showed unspeakable surprise. He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow and was playing with white pieces in his hands, but everything was interrupted at this moment.

Mo Wuzheng asked: "Daoist Chen Xiao, why are you so moved?"

Ning Chenxiao stood up suddenly and said, "Something happened!"

He dropped the white piece aside and quickly stood up and rushed towards the deep palace of the secret hall in Qingzhu Mountain.

At the end of the deep palace, five soul lamps were suspended quietly.

Song Yan's lamp had been taken away before he left; and the double-flame soul lamp that was originally in a turbid state belonged to Ning Chenxiao. At that time, he was deeply trapped in the devil's barrier, so the soul lamp was shaky and flickering. Now that it has been restored, the soul lamp has naturally returned to calm.

But his soul lamp returned to calm, while the other single-flame soul lamp began to dim rapidly. The originally bright soul fire in the bronze lotus became wildly and frantically, and quickly shrank from its original blazing flame to a dim bean-like shape.

Mo Wuzheng was surprised and said: "This..."

Ning Chenxiao said anxiously: "It's Junior Sister Yun Miao!!"

The two watched quietly, watching the soul fire struggle and struggle again, and finally, it went out.

Ning Chenxiao was stunned, and then his face turned furious.

Mo Wuzheng looked at the extinguished soul fire thoughtfully and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Ming Ruyin's soul lamp went out more than a year ago, he came to Qingzhu Mountain.

He and even Liu Zun knew that Ning Yunmiao had gone to the Western Ming Territory in advance.

And Ming Ruyin also went there early.

If Ming Ruyin died but Ning Yunmiao was fine, then they would have to prepare for the leak of the "Blood River Sect" matter. By then, they would have to set up a trap in advance and wait for Ning Yunmiao to return and fall into it. If she avoided it, then the real purpose would be revealed and an even greater bloody storm would be set off.

But Ning Yunmiao's soul lamp also went out.

good thing.

All are happy.

"Have a backup plan? Grandpa, are you so alert?" Ning Yunmiao looked at the old man in surprise.

Ning Daozhen said: "Since there is an accident, we should not rely on luck. Since I have noticed the problem with the mirror, I must have a backup plan.

With Chen Xiao here, I am relieved. Once Chen Xiao senses something is wrong, he will make his own judgment and extinguish your soul lamp at the critical moment.

Since Ming Ruyin is dead and his soul lamp is extinguished, the people of Xuehe Sect will most likely suspect you and send people to investigate your situation.

As long as this person comes, then your soul lamp can be extinguished. Although I didn't see it, I believe that Chen Xiao has made the necessary judgment.

So, Yun girl, you are dead now."

Seeing that Ning Yunmiao wanted to say more, Ning Daozhen said: "The battle between saints is extremely cruel. Both good and evil are just chessboards. There are too many things that cannot be seen clearly above the nine heavens.

Since Xiao Song is the object of the two saints' fight, and has a causal relationship with the latter saint, the Saint of Blood River, even though I cannot calculate the affairs of this saint, I know that Xiao Song is already an important chess piece in the game.

Yun girl, you should be very familiar with this star field. Take Xiao Song with you, hide your identity and grow up in peace.

Tianqi Sword Palace, don’t go back!
I know you are preparing to advance to the Realm of Ruins of Realm, so it's just right that you can be with Xiao Song, and you can teach him more."

Ning Yunmiao was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Grandpa is right. If we go back rashly now, it will only lead to a war. Before, I thought it was just Tianqi Sword Palace eliminating spies, but since it involves so many people, I will listen to Grandpa and hide my identity with my junior brother."

She turned to look at Song Yan, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and said: "Junior brother, it seems that we have to go together again."

Song Yan was very satisfied.

He just felt that Ning Dao's arrangements were really in place, and it felt like a true master making arrangements for his juniors.

He had felt before that this return trip would be into a dangerous place, so he had been on high alert, thinking of walking and watching, and escaping if things went wrong.

Now it’s actually pretty good that we don’t have to go to Tianqi Sword Palace.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Senior, I have another world in the lower realm with some old friends. I am worried about revenge from the Blood River Sect."

Ning Daozhen said: "Most of the people in Tianqi Sword Palace are good people, and I have close friends all over the world. Now that I know about it and have been on guard, how can I let them succeed so easily?

Your Heaven and Earth has always been watched by Elder Dan. Elder Dan has a bad temper, but he is a good man. Now that I pay attention to you, you can rest assured.

Next time we meet, there may be many old friends of yours among the new generation of disciples in my Sword Palace."

Song Yan said "thank you" and then asked: "Should I call you senior or master?"

Ning Daozhen smiled and said, "To be honest, the seed is Brother Mo Han's legacy. I have been looking for it for a long time, but I think it is more appropriate to entrust it to you. Therefore, you should no longer call me Master, but Brother Mo Han Master."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly and sighed softly, "Brother Mo Han has always wanted to save the sea of ​​suffering and the evil thoughts of the demons. Perhaps you are the most suitable person to inherit his last wish, isn't it?"

When the last three words fell, a smile appeared on his face again.

Song Yan was stunned.

His "realm of great freedom" combined with "substitute death" can indeed completely drain the sea of ​​suffering, but the obsession in the ordinary sea of ​​suffering is no longer worthy of paying the "price".

Ning Daozhen seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile: "Plant the seeds and you will get what you want. Go. Don't stay here any longer."

Song Yan and Ning Yunmiao said goodbye again, then boarded the ancient boat again, changed the boat's appearance, and sailed away in the starry sky, heading towards an unfamiliar route.

Ning Daozhen looked at the ancient boat that had completely disappeared, with a complicated expression. He raised his hand and gently stroked his beard, then smiled and said, "Brother Daozhen, although you found me with a bone and helped me escape, you are really kind. However, this disciple and I are really destined to be together, so I will not give it to you."

His body shape changed and he looked like another person.

If Ning Yunmiao were here, he would definitely recognize that this was not Ning Daozhen, but the dead Gu Mohan.

(End of this chapter)