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

Chapter 41 41. You will worship him as a god
Deep winter.

The Guzhu Gang was completely destroyed, and the Ghost Qingyi Building unified the surrounding areas of Tianyun City.

The prestige of "the owner of the building" Hua Linglong reached an unprecedented high and she became the uncrowned queen.

The King of Shu even sent an envoy to deliver gifts, and the surrounding underworld forces also came to congratulate.

Firecrackers exploded, brilliant fireworks blossomed in the snowy night sky, Tianyun City was crowded with guests, and the fluffy snow was crushed and compacted into hard, cold ice by the passing carriages.

After three o'clock in the morning, Hua Linglong returned to the ghostly Qingyi Tower.

This building has nine floors at most. The ninth floor is where the owner lives, which is also the highest point in the entire Tianyun City.

The eighth floor is a restricted area with numerous traps. The traps in this restricted area are varied and extremely dangerous. It is said that no one in the world can pass through here alive.

Unless it was a cultivator coming from outer space, no one could directly attack and assassinate when the owner of the building was sitting on the ninth floor.

However, at this moment, on the eighth floor, beside the corridor, on the window sill, there was a man in a black robe sitting, his legs dangling in the air, gazing at the worldly life in the distance, watching the lanterns reflecting the white snow gradually go out, and watching the world become silent and sank into darkness.

The man's profile was grim and his eyes were dazed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

When Hua Linglong walked here, there was no one around her, but she was not surprised that the man was here.

Everyone in Tianyun City knows that the "sister-brother relationship" between Hua Linglong and "Dragon God" Hua Rong is fake, and the "lovers relationship" is real.

Therefore, the "Dragon God" Hua Rong also knows all the mechanisms on the eighth floor and will not trigger them when walking there.

"We are finally united. It's like a dream." Hua Linglong stood behind the man, "But everyone knows that you and I are not siblings. Tonight."

Song Yan said: "If my guess is correct, the effect of the medicine has worn off long ago."

"Of course I did."

"Oh?"

"I know you are not an ordinary person. You approach me because you need me and you have your own purpose.

So, you need to strengthen your connection with me. Only in this way will you trust me more.

And I also need to strengthen the connection with you, otherwise even if you are in front of me, you will be very illusory and may suddenly disappear at any time.

You and I both need to go one step further.

Something had to be done.

For the benefit of each other.”

A rustling sound came.

Song Yan tilted his head, the red light from the lanterns outside the window was still shining in, revealing a plump and strong body and a pure yet proud face with the aura of a superior.

The dark gold robe of the "Ghostly Master of Qingyi Tower" who was more difficult to approach than ice fell to the ground and spread out to the surrounding area like a field of black leaves, while her slender and graceful long legs looked like flower stems.

Flowers in bloom should be picked immediately.
At midnight, the street lanterns finally went out.

Even the ghostly Qingyi Building was pitch black.

Song Yan turned around and hugged the absolute protagonist of the day, the "uncrowned queen" of Tianyun City who had just been "congratulated by all the courts", and stepped forward, avoiding all the mechanisms on the eighth floor.

The queen hooked her toes onto the robe that fell to the ground, and then, feeling the man's intense heat, she quickly rushed into the ninth-floor pavilion.

The door opened with a snap and the couch sank with a thump.

night.
Deep.

It seems like it has just begun.

More than a month later.

The cold winter is not over yet.

Several fast horses came from afar and arrived at this city on the edge of Shu.

The envoy of the King of Shu arrived at the Ghost Qingyi Tower with ease, leading a proud envoy to visit the local gang leader.

Hua Linglong sat upright on a large chair carved from ancient wood roots, with a calm and elegant temperament. Beside her was a swordsman standing quietly, and behind him were four female warriors with sharp eyes and wearing veils.

Everyone in Tianyun City believed that as long as these five people were there, no one could assassinate Hua Linglong.

Because these five people are "one dragon" and "four birds".

The "Four Birds" are four female warriors with high martial arts skills selected from the three cities and twenty-six counties of Tianyun. They replaced the "three wolves" in the original "one dragon, one lion and three wolves". Their identities are not only Hua Linglong's bodyguards, but also secretly control the most powerful information system of the Ghost Qingyi Tower.

It is said that the martial arts skills of these "Four Birds" improved by leaps and bounds thanks to the guidance of "Dragon God" Hua Rong.

As for the "Shenlong", everyone here knows it.

The Shu King's envoy bowed respectfully to Hua Linglong, and then bowed to Song Yan beside her. He then smiled and said, "Master Hua, let me introduce him. He is a member of a family of casual cultivators. He came here in the hope that you can provide some help."

Hearing the words "free cultivator family", Hua Linglong immediately said, "You're welcome. What kind of help is that?"

The Shu King's envoy stepped aside slightly, and another person stepped forward, saluted casually, and said: "I am from the San Xiu family, my name is Zhao Sansi.

I heard that Master Hua is the leader of the local martial arts world, and Grandmaster Hua Rong is a master of martial arts, so we would like to ask you two to help investigate whether there have been any strange people appearing in the past year."

"weirdo?"

“Yes, it appeared in the past year.

That man might have some brute strength and his physique should be strong too.

And the way of doing things may not be good.

However, it is also possible that they come suddenly, but are extremely low-key, do not do business, do not venture into the underworld, but have plenty of money, and seem to be just wasting their time every day, waiting for something." The man described in detail, and suddenly clapped his hands again, saying, "Are there any missing persons? Especially beautiful young women and handsome young men who are missing."

Hua Linglong clapped her hands, and one of the "Four Birds" stepped forward.

Hua Linglong lowered her head and gave a few instructions. The woman then took Zhao Sansi directly to the government office to retrieve the case files and went to the building to retrieve the archives.

The envoy of the King of Shu did not dare to be negligent and accompanied him all the way.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Sansi who was walking away.

really
Bullshit armistice.

What kind of independent cultivator family? This is the envoy of Nanwu Jianmen. He has been waiting for a year to come and kill the disciples who have taken refuge from the Demon Sect.

A few days later.
"It's unfair, it's unfair." a man shouted.

But soon, he found a basement in his house, and a young girl who had been toyed with beyond recognition was brought out of the basement.

The evidence was inconclusive, and the government runners stepped forward to put handcuffs on him, but the man suddenly burst out with extraordinary strength, and with one of the runners he knocked away.

The other yamen runner stayed where he was, and the man ignored him and turned around and rushed out of the house quickly, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a sword coming towards him.

The man hurriedly gathered his strength and a stream of mysterious energy shot out from his finger, but it only deflected the flying sword slightly.

brush!
The flying sword was as fast as lightning, piercing the man's left shoulder, then causing him to retreat several steps and nailed to the wall of the house.

The man looked at the flying sword, then at the man flying the sword, and said with gritted teeth: "Nan! Wu! Jian! Sect! You are treacherous!"

The man flying the sword frowned and said, "I am Zhao Sansi from the family of independent cultivators, not from the Sword Sect of Nanwu. Your Puppet Sect has committed many evil deeds, and everyone has the right to kill you. Pay with your life!"

As he said this, he made a sword gesture and with two quick strikes of the sword, the man's head and body were separated.

In the sedan chair in the distance, Hua Linglong was secretly shocked as she watched the monks' actions.

So does Song Yan.

But Song Yan was shocked not because of the man's flying sword, but because there was actually a fellow disciple hiding here.

Another ten days passed.

A total of two demon cubs were found in the three cities and twenty-six counties surrounding Tianyun City.

Both of them are very low-key, one because a missing woman was found in the basement; the other one was because "he lived alone, did nothing, but had money. As a result, when they checked, they got scared and found that the disciple of the Demon Sect escaped in the middle of the night but was ambushed and was exposed all of a sudden."

After killing the two demon cubs, Zhao Sansi and the envoy from Shu Kingdom came to the Ghost Qingyi Tower to say goodbye.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Hua." Zhao Sansi said, pulling out a wooden box from his bosom and handing it over, "It contains the token of my family of independent cultivators. If you encounter any problems in the future, you can ask someone to come with this token. If it can help, my family will help once."

One of the "Four Birds" took the wooden box and was about to open it, but Zhao Sansi smiled and said, "This matter is secret, please open it yourself, Master Hua."

The four birds hurriedly handed it to Hua Linglong.

Hua Linglong lifted it slightly and saw a jade token lying inside, with the words "Nanwu Jianmen" inscribed on it and the words "Ghost Qingyi Tower, Hua Linglong" engraved below.

She was stunned for a moment, but then she understood, quickly closed the lid, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Sansi smiled and said, "It's just helping each other."

After that, he bowed again and said, "Then, Zhao will take his leave."

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhao." Hua Linglong stood up to see him off.

When they arrived at the door, there was already a carriage waiting for them. The driver was an old man with his eyes downcast as if he was asleep. This was Zhao Sansi's own man.

Zhao Sansi came to the front of the carriage, but suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned his head, looking at the swordsman beside Hua Linglong with a smile, and said: "Although Zhao is practicing Xuan, he has also seen many masters in the martial arts world, but these days, I have heard everywhere that Hua Shenlong is invincible in the martial arts world, and I am really curious."

Hua Linglong was stunned for a moment, then her expression turned cold and she said, "Mr. Zhao, my brother is not from the Demon Sect."

Zhao Sansi lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "One move."

After that, he looked at the old man on the imperial seat and said, "Go."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, his brilliance shone, he leaned forward like a kite, and with a light move, he got out of the car holding a knife, and said to Song Yan in the distance without any resistance: "I am Wang Siwu, please teach me a move."

Hua Linglong was about to say something else when Song Yan walked up.

An old man and a young man approached each other, held their swords, drew their swords, and then drew their swords.

Half an hour later.

The carriage left Tianyun City.

Zhao Sansi leaned against the carriage and asked, "Mr. Wang, you are the leader of the Southern Wu martial arts world. Is that man's martial arts skills really better than yours? Is it really not magic?"

As he spoke, his tone still contained a hint of disbelief.

From a martial arts perspective, it is really hard to believe that he could defeat the leader of Nanwu and Jiangnan with just one sword.

The old man said, "Mr. Su San, please don't doubt him anymore."

"Oh?"

"You don't understand martial arts. If you did..."

"how?"

"You will worship him as a god."

Zhao Sansi, or Mr. Su San, was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "It's a pity to waste such a brilliant talent."

(End of this chapter)