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

Chapter 33. The people who closed the net appeared one by one
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
The flying snow on both sides passed by like a knife scraping at the bone, but Song Yan didn't feel the cold at all.

At this moment, his blood seemed to be burning.

Fear, excitement, doubt and other emotions turned into fuel, making him run faster and faster.

He didn't know how long he had been running, but he had already seen the evil spirit mixed in with the snow in the distance. In the evil spirit there were some strange skins, bones and even rotten flesh moving around as if they were alive.

'arrive! '

Song Yan ran a few more steps, found a rock and quickly moved over.

The two flying swords were hidden under the snow, and he leaned back against the cold stone.

It was fine when I was moving before, but now I’m quiet, a feeling of suffocation arises and my heart starts beating wildly.

He took a few deep breaths, took out a fasting pill from his cloak and threw it into his mouth, then he gathered his energy and breathed, entering a state like a dead person.

In a short while, the snow turned him into a snowman, and from the outside he looked like a part of the rock.

Unless someone picked up the snow, or a strong person above the Lianxuan realm paid close attention, they would not be able to discover him.

Time slowed down.

Song Yan hid five bottles of fasting pills in his cloak, each bottle containing thirty pills, which meant that he could stay in one place for more than a year without starving to death.

Suddenly, he felt a little regretful: If he had not deliberately suppressed his talent during this year, but instead showed more talent in leatherworking, would Cheng Danqing provide him with shelter?

As the master of Nanzhu Peak, Cheng Danqing would not be as clueless as his little disciple about the invasion of "Nanwu Jianmen", right?
But this feeling of "little regret" only flashed by.

Song Yanping calmed his mind, tried to open his perception as much as possible, and adjusted his mentality, "If the situation is not right, then I will spend the winter in this posture."

Time passed by minute by minute.

This night was unexpectedly long.

The energy impact from afar can still be felt even from a very far distance.

Song Yan felt a bit of self-mockery in his heart: It was really like gods fighting and insects fleeing.

As he was thinking about it, his whole body suddenly tensed up.

Because there was a noise coming from afar.

Not even a little bit of movement.

The evil spirit suddenly rolled up, and the trees rustled!
But hidden among these huge noises were many footsteps, about twenty people.

"Who are they?" Song Yan was stunned. "Why would so many people come to this place at this time?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice came from a distance that he was completely unexpected about.

"Master Chixia, weren't you already dead? Where are you taking us?"

This is actually Lu Hong's voice!

Then, another voice said.

"Master Chixia? Are you the righteous strongman who was killed by the three peak masters of my Puppet Palace forty years ago? How could you still be alive? And how did you become like this?"

"No one should know about the secret room we are in. How did you find it?"

Song Yan carefully identified these voices and found that they were all familiar to him.

Thinking about it again, this was actually the voice of the puppeteers on the shadow puppet ship that went to Linglong Valley that day!
Combining their words, Song Yan roughly deduced the sequence of events.

As a "skilled worker", leather workers will naturally be protected.

So before the war started, they were quietly sent to a safe secret room.

However, when the war started, a strong man of the righteous path who had died forty years ago suddenly appeared, accurately emptied the secret room, captured all the leather masters hiding in the secret room, and started to head towards the evil place.

The direction of this matter is quite unbelievable.

However, Song Yan suddenly thought of one thing:

The so-called ghost cultivation is when a ghost successfully takes over the body of a cultivator and combines with the Xuangen to regain new life. Not only can it inherit part of the cultivator's power, but it can also transform the original Xuangen in the cultivator's body into a ghost Xuangen.

'Ghost cultivator, True Man Chixia is a ghost cultivator!
After he died in battle, his body fell into the evil land, and was attacked by ghosts, and turned into a ghost cultivator! '

Song Yan made the deduction almost instantly.

Then, a creepy feeling came over him.

"Master Chixia can accurately find the location of the leather masters." Does that mean that there is still a very scary ghost cultivator hiding in the Shadow Pi Peak, and that this ghost cultivator has a very high status?

Who is that?
"Cheng! Dan! Qing!!"

Lu Hong yelled, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

As soon as these three words were yelled out, Song Yan was completely furious.

All the doubts in his mind were answered almost instantly.

'Cheng Danqing is a ghost cultivator! No wonder he said I won't regret the choice I made that day! The high-ranking person behind him who was able to temporarily put me on the Linglong Valley trip was also a ghost cultivator! The only one in the entire Shadow Peak who could do that should be the peak master! ! 'The peak masters are all ghost cultivators!

definitely is!

In the fight between Nanwu Jianmen and Puppet Palace, who is happiest?
Of course it’s a ghost cultivator.

Because after many cultivators died in battle, their bodies would be taken into the evil land by them, and some of them would become new ghost cultivators.

The puppet artists at Shadow Puppet Peak are very skilled.

The ghost cultivators took them away, imprisoned them in a dangerous place, and made leather for them.

Before the battle, the peak master sent Lu Hong and other leather masters to the secret room in the name of protecting them, and then let his accomplices take everything out with one backhand.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan suddenly felt as if he had "survived a disaster".

If he had not performed poorly this year, he would not have been abandoned by Cheng Danqing. Then he might have been "protected" in advance and sent to the secret room in advance, and then he would have been quite complacent in the secret room. Then... he should be standing in Lu Hong and his team now, right?
"Where's Gu Rufeng?"

Cheng Danqing's voice suddenly sounded, with some doubt.

Another strange voice, presumably from Chixia Zhenren, responded, "There are only so many people in the secret room. I brought them all with me."

Cheng Danqing frowned and said, "That's not right. Gu Rufeng should also be in the secret room."

True Man Chixia said, "Maybe he went to the front line with Shi Zuo Weng? Shi Zuo Weng is a man of character. When a war breaks out, he is unwilling to hide in the rear."

Cheng Danqing said: "His time is coming to an end, so he wants to leave a name for himself. Unfortunately, the success rate of ghost cultivation is not high, and even if it succeeds, some of the original owner's power may be lost."

This is also the reason why they took Master Pi away instead of killing him.

"Ghost cultivator!" One of Master Pi's disciples realized it belatedly.

Cheng Danqing snorted coldly and said, "Be thankful that you are leather masters. From now on, you will be treated the same in the mountains as you are outside, except that you are not allowed to leave. I will not kill you."

The voices gradually faded away, until Song Yan could no longer hear them.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to wait.

"Gu Rufeng is missing?"

In the Puppet Palace, at the front line of the battle between Nanwu Jianmen, a dark and strange figure was holding a "communication jade" and listening to reports from afar.

This strange figure is the master of Shadow Puppet Peak.

The voice that came through Yuli was Cheng Danqing's.

"A little Gu Rufeng shouldn't matter."

However, the leader of Shadow Play Peak did not reply, but stepped back, as if thinking about something.

Afterwards, no one knew what he was thinking of, but he suddenly began to retreat further and further. He flipped his hand, grabbed out an unknown mysterious weapon, and began to cast a spell.

A while later.
The entire battlefield suddenly underwent unimaginable changes.

Four terrifying auras suddenly appeared in the sky, pressing down with their force. All the energy on the battlefield dispersed like the sun coming out from the clouds, and many sounds also subsided.

At Jianmen in Nanwu, someone made a shocked sound.

"Why are those four old immortals from the Puppet Palace back?!"

"Shouldn't they go fight the multi-tailed fox tribe?"

Suddenly, a majestic and old voice came from the four auras.

"Everyone, today a ghost cultivator appeared in my Puppet Palace and occupied a high position.

If the four of us don't leave, he won't show up.

Since there are ghost cultivators, there is no point in fighting again, how about a truce? ! "

While the old voice was speaking, the other three auras had already suddenly shot towards a certain place.

At that place, the leader of Shadow Play Peak had already completed a spell and disappeared without a trace.

The three figures chased after them relentlessly, but the leader of Shadow Play Peak seemed to have been on guard, and this time he really escaped far away.

When the three figures chased to the depths of the evil land, they overlooked the center of the evil land that was like a sea of ​​ruby ​​and blood, frowned, and finally did not go in.

"What's going on? Why is he on guard?"

"It seems that Elder Gu secretly brought his grandson back."

"Then how did Elder Gu know?"

"You've been practicing that skill, so your brain isn't working well. Elder Gu went to the border with us, so of course he knows."

“Nonsense!! Nonsense!!!”

"That's it for today. I didn't expect that the two-faced man at Shadow Pi Peak was actually a ghost cultivator. He escaped back to the evil land. It's not advisable to go deep into it. Let's make a long-term plan."

(End of this chapter)