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

Chapter 60: Cold Prison Bracelet

The night did not just pass like this.

Because the news from Shadow Play Peak came very quickly.

"The fox demons have invaded and raided Shadow Peak!"

"Uncle Gu went out to kill foxes, but he disappeared."

"What's going on? Didn't we win the battle against the fox demons? Why are there so many fox demons invading?"

"Where are the disciples of Shadow Pi Peak? Aren't they all dead?"

"That may not be the case, because the bloody fog rose last night, and it was unprecedentedly fierce. It is very likely that ghost cultivators have invaded."

"Will the ghost cultivators mix with the demon foxes?"

The disciples were in a state of panic.

That night, security was tight.

The sect leader even went out in person.

The next day, morning
After a day and a night of investigation, the direction of discourse suddenly changed.

"The ghost cultivator actually saved the disciples of Shadow Pi Peak."

"However, the ghost cultivators really need the leather master. From now on, our Puppet Sect may lose the Leather Shadow Peak, but the ghost cultivators will be even more powerful."

Song Yan listened silently and looked outside.

In Shadow Peak, not a single disciple was brought back.

This was true for Shi Peng, his senior brother Wen Shu, and his second senior sister Jin Yuntian.
No matter they were related or not, this time, as long as they belonged to Shadow Play Peak, they were all "packed up" and sent away.

In addition to him, the "living inheritance of Shishi".

Just as he was thinking about it, a disciple came from outside and said that the sect leader wanted to see him.

Song Yan followed him and walked into a strange paper doll house.

The disciple seemed to be afraid and just said, "You go in by yourself."

Song Yan stepped over the threshold carefully and walked through an aisle that looked like a mourning hall. Twisted, tall, and strange paper figures could be seen everywhere on both sides of the aisle.

The paper dolls of young men and women had pale faces, rouge on their cheeks, and sly smiles on their lips. Each one was as tall as the ceiling, but because they were too tall, they had to bend over and lower their heads to look down at the people walking in the aisle.

There was a chill in the air and he walked timidly. When he passed an open door, he saw a screen.

Behind the screen, there was a figure of a beautiful woman sitting upright.

"See the Sect Master."

Song Yan bowed down, and then couldn't help crying, "Master. Master..."

From behind the screen came an old, unhurried voice.

"The old man is doing well. He has a new opportunity to break through. He may be able to enter the realm of the Crimson Palace. You don't have to worry."

Song Yan wiped his tears and murmured, "That's good, that's good." Then he seemed to remember something and said with a wry smile, "At this point, Shadow Play Peak is gone, and I have nothing to hide.

The mantle of Master Shi was actually passed down to his disciple. It is a method called "Hundred Aspects Divine Control". I am willing to dedicate it to the sect and revive the lineage of Master Pi."

Behind the screen, he was stunned for a long while.

Song Yan continued, "It was only passed down by Master Shi. I lost it when I was being hunted down by the Sword Clan of Southern Wu. I do remember the contents, and later I received guidance from Master Shi, although I haven't reached that level yet..."

Suddenly, his words were interrupted.

"come over."

Song Yan stood up as he was told.

"Closer."

Song Yan stepped towards the screen.

“Closer.”

"One more step."

When Song Yan was completely face to face with the screen, a pale hand suddenly stretched out like a snake and "bite" his arm tightly, and then a cold breath penetrated into his body.

Soon, the hand retracted.

Song Yan pretended to be shocked, angry and frightened.

Behind the screen, an old voice laughed and said, "To reach the seventh level of Lianxuan, the Nanwu Sword Sect has invested a lot of money.

Gu Rufeng, you killed him just in time.
If it's a step later, my plan might have to change.

Tell me, this person's heart is really dirty, just for the sake of the inheritance, Gu Rufeng actually wanted to poison the old man."

"me."

Song Yan stepped back in horror.

The old voice asked, "Are you from the Su family? I have checked you carefully. You have been with the little girl from the Su family and helped her kill people.

The person you killed was the Prince of Zhennan of Wei.

The little girl from the Su family is really naive and is destined to be taken advantage of by others.

The old man, the Prince of Zhennan, must have wanted to report him to get away, but you found him and solved the problem."

Song Yan remained silent, but said: "I am not a member of the Su family."

The old voice asked, "Do you have any unfinished business in Nanwu Jianmen?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment.

The old voice laughed sinisterly and said, "Since this is the case, why not make the best of a bad situation and join my Puppet Sect? I would like to accept you as my disciple and advertise to the world."

Seeing that Song Yan did not move, the old voice laughed again: "Or are you just like those hypocrites in Nanwu Jianmen, who care about integrity?" Song Yan bowed: "Disciple Song Yan, hello to the master."

“Hehehehehe.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

"hehe."

"hey-hey."

The laughter of old ladies, girls, old men, and children rang out at the same time.

It seemed as if the whole family was laughing hysterically.

A flawless jade-like, intricately carved bone bracelet flew out from behind the screen.

“My name is Gu Huangzi, and this is the famous mystical weapon that I used before I entered the Crimson Palace realm—the Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet.

The Cold Prison Bracelet is a treasure that nourishes the spirit. The longer you wear it, the stronger your spirit will be. It is extremely rare for my Puppet Sect, whether it is the Shadow Puppet Sect, the Paper Man Sect, or the Blood Corpse Sect.

In addition, you can also throw this item to attack, and its power is equivalent to the attack of a strong man in the early stage of the Crimson Palace, which is enough for you to protect yourself.

This is the gift from your master to you."

Song Yan took the bone bracelet and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master."

The old man behind the screen waved his hand and said, "Go down, you can't stop practicing.

In a few days, I will arrange the resources for you.

We'll talk about the rest later.

Just focus on making the shadow puppets and don't slack off."

"Yes"

When Song Yan walked out of this strange paper man house, he was already covered in cold sweat.

He could vaguely smell the smell of blood coming from the house, along with the sound of flowing water.

He hurried back to his residence.

Today's counter-attack was extremely dangerous, and the result was far beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that "the sect leader would force him to hand over his robe and bowl, and then at most abandon him", so he was prepared to say "the robe and bowl are lost, and he is the only one who remembers it".

But the sect leader suddenly probed his strength without telling the reason.

But the motive behind this matter was very clear in his mind.

He understood: the sect leader suspected that he had killed Gu Rufeng.

So, he simply took advantage of the situation and demonstrated the power of the seventh level of Lian Xuan.

This power can completely inherit and use "Bai Xiang Shen Yu", and can also kill Gu Rufeng.

At the same time, he had to demonstrate these powers.

Because he had no idea about the realm of the sect master, but he knew that even if he had sealing talismans and the mysterious art of controlling evil spirits, he might not be able to hide his strength, so he had to take the initiative to expose his strength.

At this point, things have completely gotten out of control.

In the end, the Puppet Sect's leader, Gu Huangzi, actually believed that he was a high-level spy of the Nanwu Jianmen, and accepted him as his disciple, and also bestowed him with the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet".

This could be considered an unexpected success. It just happened to help him to make up his lie.

At this time, Song Yan took out the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet" and stared at it.

The bracelet is smooth and is mainly made of unknown bones. The patterns on its surface are intricate and embossed. Looking closely, you can see many naked people raising their hands among the rugged ice spikes, with hideous faces and looking up to call for help. It is clearly a scene of sinners struggling in the icy hell.

This thing was given by Guhuangzi, so it must contain a trap.

As for the "attack in the early stage of the Crimson Palace Realm", Song Yan believed that it existed.

But he also believed that if he used this thing to attack Guhuangzi, even if Guhuangzi was seriously injured, he would die miserably.

But he had to wear it.

Close your eyes slightly.

Panel call out:

【Name: Song Yan】

【Shouyuan: 27/5057】

[Talent: Yu Shou Dao Fruit]

[Realm: Nineth level of Xuan Lian]

During the six months since he returned, his lifespan increased by more than three thousand years.

He focused his attention on the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet" and began to invest his lifespan.

[You have invested ten years of your life to nurture your spirit with the 'Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet'. Your spirit is mysterious, but it can also be manifested through external objects. For example, now you can only drive an extra shadow puppet with the 'Hundred Aspects Divine Control' while maintaining your own activities, but the enhancement of your spirit can increase the number of puppets you can drive.]

[Ten years later, your spirit becomes stronger, and the upper limit of the number of shadow puppets you can drive is increased to two]

Song Yan was slightly stunned.

"Nothing happened?"

"It seems that the restriction of this bracelet should be more inclined to the function of a tracker or eavesdropper. As for which one it is, I can only try it later."

"But since you are fine and can still warm up your spirit, then continue to warm up."

'Perhaps if my spirit becomes stronger, I can even detect what this restriction is.'

(End of this chapter)