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

Chapter 4 4. Ghosts have been coming in and out for forty years

Song Yan was very serious in making leather. He was focused, meticulous and quick. After mastering the trick, it only took him two hours to complete a piece of leather.

[You have absorbed the remaining life span of an ordinary bison: 15 years]

While others were taking a break, he continued to take skins and make them.

Two hours later.
[You have absorbed the remaining life span of an ordinary wild wolf: 8 years]

After working for four hours in a row, Song Yan felt a little tired. He rubbed his brows and glanced at the lifespan on the panel: (16/89).

After glancing at [Xuan Gen], [Kung Fu], and [Spells], he saw “Can deduce lifespan”.

Song Yan sorted out the relationship between these three.

Xuan Gen should be the entry level as well as the potential.

Kung Fu is a way to gain power.

Spells are ways to use power.

In this dangerous demonic sect, he was eager to become stronger, so he glanced at [Xuan Gen] and focused his attention on it.

【Please select the investment life span】

Song Yan began to try.

The upper limit of his lifespan also began to decline.

[You spend one year of your life comprehending the Xuangen. The Xuangen is innate. If you have it, you have it. If you don't, you don't. If you want to cultivate it later, it is impossible unless you have a great opportunity. You don't believe this evil, and you think hard. On the third day, you enter the hanging room. One night of negligence, you are knocked on the door by a ghost. The confused ghosts drill into your body, and you go crazy. After dawn, you climbed out of the hanging room in a daze, fell off a cliff and died, and your life span was returned to 362 days.]

Song Yan was stunned.

what is this?
But after thinking and recalling it again, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the four words "lifespan deduction".

This deduction depends on the environment, and the environment is the environment he is in now. He cannot leave the vicinity of the leather workshop and is only affected by "geographical" and "mysterious" factors.

As for the words "Xuan Gen is the result of one's innate ability", they made him extremely uneasy, but he had no choice. If he didn't have Xuan Gen, then all hope would be gone. Even if he had this panel, his lifespan would be in vain. Even if there were formal disciples coming to teach him the guidance method, he would not be able to stand out.

Thinking that I might not even live for a month, no matter how much longer I live, it will be useless.

Song Yan continued to invest his life force nervously.

It could be as long as five or six days, or as short as two or three days. He would definitely be taken advantage of by ghosts due to his negligence at night, and then die tragically.

As a result, after Song Yan had been calculating for a long time, he found that he had not even used up one year of his lifespan.

Death is too fast.

Song Yan thought for a moment and decided to use "psychological suggestion" to try other possibilities.

[You invested a year of your life in comprehending the Mysterious Root. When it got dark, you did not enter the suspended room this time, but lay in the leather-making room. You were wrapped in a fishy fog. Ghosts came from outside one after another, and the skins also turned into ghosts. They all stuck to you. The chaotic ghosts drilled into your body. You went crazy, extremely crazy. You lay quietly on the ground. You were crazy beyond imagination.]

This time, a full year of life was consumed.

Song Yan was a little confused, but he gritted his teeth and continued to devote himself.

[You have invested ten years of your life in comprehending the Mysterious Root, and you continue to lie there, with ghosts coming in and out of you]

[You have spent ten years of your life comprehending the Mysterious Root, and you are still lying there, with ghosts coming in and out of you]

[You have invested ten years of your life in comprehending the Mysterious Root, and you are still lying there, with ghosts coming in and out of you]

'this'

Song Yan was speechless. It was obvious that it was impossible for him to starve to death while he was comprehending and deducing, so even if he was crazy, he still lay on the ground.

However, he lost confidence. He glanced at the lifespan on the panel and the data had changed to (16/58).

He continued to look at his hands and feel the condition of his body.

His hands were not wrinkled, nor was his body weak. It was obvious that the reduction in his lifespan had not suddenly changed his appearance or weakened him.

However, an inexplicable mysterious feeling was hovering in his body, as if he had really been lying in a leather workshop, haunted by bloody fog every night, and had countless ghosts coming in and out. These made him feel as if his body was gradually changing.

'It seems to have changed, so keep trying. '[You have invested ten years of your life in comprehending the Mysterious Root]

[In the eighth year, you crawled up from the ground. Although your Xuangen was born, you were repeatedly entered and exited by countless ghosts. Your body had been changed. You were thinking. That night, the ghosts did not attack you again when you were outside the house.]

[In the ninth year, you comprehended the inferior ghost root]

[Note: Inferior Ghost Mysterious Roots: Can be cultivated from ghosts and the terrain and celestial environment formed by ghosts. The cultivation method requires skills.]

[In the tenth year, you followed suit, hoping to comprehend a stronger profound root through the ghosts entering and leaving your body, but the ghosts no longer paid attention to you, and you did not make any progress this year.]

Inferior ghost Xuan Gen!
Even though the name sounded unusual, Song Yan was very happy.

This is from zero to one.

Moreover, the way it was accomplished was worthy of the word “great opportunity”.

Is there any mortal in the world who could lie in a leather workshop for forty years, with countless ghosts and monsters coming in and out, and still survive and not go crazy?
But "comprehension and deduction" will not cause starvation, so he went crazy but did not die.

When the "deduction" is over, he will return to the normal world, so not only is he not dead, he is not even crazy anymore.

Therefore, I realized the "Inferior Ghost Mysterious Root".

More importantly, those who possess the mysterious ghost root will not get into trouble even if they are surrounded by bloody fog at night.

At this moment, a gentle and calm female voice broke Song Yan's thoughts.

"Hello, Song Yan."

Song Yan raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

To be precise, this is not a woman, but a long-legged girl with a ponytail, a pretty face and eyes like watery apricots. This girl, who should be gentle, has a heroic and upright aura around her, which easily reminds people of a female hero who takes pleasure in avenging her enemies.

Song Yan recalled for a moment and remembered this woman. She was a newcomer in the same batch as him. They were assigned in the recruitment hall yesterday.

The woman held up a sign, which read: Qi Yao, odd job, shadow puppet 265.

Song Yan raised his eyes from the sign.

Qi Yao looked at him and asked seriously, "You went into the house with that woman last night, but you parted ways today. Why?"

Song Yan said directly: "Because I refused to lie in the same bed with her."

Qi Yao was more direct: "You don't like women?"

Song Yan said: "I just don't want to be forced to do that kind of thing when I know nothing and there are dangers all around me."

Qi Yao's expression eased a lot, and he said, "It seems that you haven't lost your mind and given up on yourself."

After that, she whispered again: "Last night, I lived in the house alone, and I saw what happened this morning, so I know that no matter who wants to live alone here, it is risking their life.

I also saw the women who followed other men into the house, and I roughly understood what was happening.

I don't want that, but I have to find someone to keep watch with me.

I don't trust the old servants here, and you were captured with me.

Song Yan, you also need a roommate, so why don't we go together?"

Song Yan lowered his eyes slightly.

Of course, he could already be alone in a room, even with the door open, and look at the stars at midnight.

But through simulation in his contemplation, he has understood: No one can have good luck every day and not take a nap every night. If it takes two or three days at the shortest and five or six days at the longest, something bad will inevitably happen.

If nothing goes wrong, then there is a problem.

He would not act rashly without figuring out what the "Ghost Xuan Root" was.

So, he nodded and smiled: "I was still worried about what to do tonight."

Qi Yao also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a sweet smile: "I'll sit opposite you, and we'll be together tonight."

(End of this chapter)