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

Chapter 61: The Little Guide at Paperman Peak

[You consume your lifespan to nourish your spirit with the "Cold Prison Life Bracelet"]

[You close your eyes and hold the bracelet, and the enhanced spirit allows you to have new discoveries.

Before, you only felt that as long as you held the bracelet tightly, the spirit in the bracelet would emanate and warm you.

But now, you vaguely feel that there really is an icy hell hidden in the bracelet.

It may not be hell, but it is at least a big cage.

The people in the cage had hideous looks on their faces, twisted and in pain, as if they were living a life worse than death. They raised their heads and stretched out their hands, as if they were calling for help or cursing.

Wisps of aura seem to be emanating from them, rising into the air, and then gathering together like a trickle of water, flowing into your soul, strengthening your spirit.

[In the 3th year, you feel your spirit has improved again, and the upper limit of the number of shadow puppets you can drive is increased to ]

[You continue to practice, and as your spirit becomes stronger again, you see more.

You find yourself looking down, like a greedy demon salivating over something
And those wisps of breath that nourish your soul are just like you greedily opening your mouth, showing your fangs, absorbing the power of the living in prison.

[In the ninety-ninth year, your spirit is elevated once again, and the upper limit of the number of shadow puppets you can control becomes 4]

【The enhancement of your spirit allows you to see more.

You gaze greedily upon those struggling in their icy cages, drawing upon their strength.

And once you look up, you suddenly find that there is also gray fog around you.

[In the 5th year, you felt that the spirit needed for the next qualitative change was increasing. Even if it took a hundred years, you could not get enough spirit from this bracelet. You continued to nurture it with patience. Finally, you were promoted in this year, and the upper limit of the shadow puppets you could drive became ]

[In the third hundred years, you continued to nurture your spirit, but found that more than ten years was a drop in the bucket for a breakthrough to the next level, and you did not make any progress.

Now that your spirit is strong enough, you begin to realize that spiritual power seems to be vaguely related to the soul, and you finally discover the restriction on the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet" - tracking.

No matter where you are, there seems to be a breath attached to you.

You looked carefully and found the location of the tracking scent.

When you drip your blood essence into the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet", the aura will stick to your blood essence. You only need to cut off the connection with the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet" to remove the tracking aura.

However, in addition to this, you find that there is a trace of tracking aura clinging to your left arm. Even if you cut off the connection with the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet", that person can still track you through this aura.]

The deduction is temporarily over.

Song Yan felt that his spirit had been strengthened a lot. Even the "Knife-billed Bird Shadow Play" far away in Tianyun City suddenly opened its eyes in the secret box and vaguely heard a familiar voice outside the door.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Hua Linglong's.

She seemed to be discussing some business with someone.

On the other side is the "Deformed One-Tailed Fox Demon Shadow Play".

All the perceptions he had while traveling with Fu Shirong and Fu Hongmian were also transmitted over.

In the past, Song Yan would feel dizzy and headache after enduring the same thing.

But now, the perception coming from both sides at the same time made him feel that it was more than enough.

He can manipulate the shadow puppets on both sides at will without affecting his own thinking and actions.

good thing.

He lowered his head and glanced at the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet".

Although he had deduced this, Song Yan had not put it on yet, nor had he dripped his blood essence into it.

'This bracelet is very strange, but I have no choice and compared to this bracelet, the trace of tracking aura on my left arm is more deadly.'

This aura cannot be removed until he completely breaks off relations with the "Puppet Sect Leader" Gu Huangzi.

Song Yan stared at the bone jade bracelet, flicked his finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

It was clearly bright red blood, but when it fell on the bracelet it was like ink dripping into a pool, with a "bang" of black smoke spreading, and mixed screams could be faintly heard from inside.

If Song Yan's spirit had not been enhanced, he would not have been able to hear these sounds.

Song Yan frowned, but then he didn't think about the internal friction anymore.

Since Gu Huangzi accepted him as his disciple and gave him this item, he should need it soon, so he would naturally not touch him. He still had time to observe.

As for the identity of "Nanwu Jianmen" that Gu Huangzi made up in his own mind, he can only take it one step at a time.

Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed as relaxed as possible.

Paper Man Peak is different from Shadow Play Peak and even Nanzhu Peak. Here, even if you stand on the edge of the cliff and look into the distance, you cannot see the strange red fog.

But perhaps because there are so many caves here, whenever there is a wind, strange sharp sounds can be heard all over the mountains, as if many women are kneeling in one place, talking sadly, as if laughing and crying.

Although the mysterious energy is fresh, the longer you stay here, the more you can smell that indescribable blood scent.

In the evening, the sun sets.

Song Yan still did not go out. He lay on the couch, thinking, his eyes following the "sword-billed bird in Tianyun City" and the "deformed one-tailed fox beside Fu Shirong".

"Since Gu Huangzi gave me a bracelet that can deliver a blow of the initial stage of the Crimson Palace, his own strength must be more than the initial stage of the Crimson Palace. However, it is unlikely that he has surpassed the great realm of the Crimson Palace."

'Now, I'd better use the shadow puppets outside to find a way to break through the crimson palace realm.'

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of tiptoeing footsteps outside the door.

Song Yan's expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the door vigilantly.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by a timid female voice.

"Mr. Song Song, are you there?" Song Yan looked out through the window and saw a petite girl standing outside the door.

Her hair was slightly tangled, with jade hairpins inserted meticulously. Her exquisite and curvy figure made her look like a little fairy among the green mountains and clear waters, with a light-colored skirt wrapped around her plump buttocks and a silk gown wrapped around her plump breasts.

Her little face was incredibly beautiful, yet it also carried an indescribable humility, nervousness, and a hint of numbness.

"Fox blood?"

"The royal family of Wei?"

Song Yan opened the door.

The girl bowed lightly and said, "I am Yuzhuang, your servant, greeting my master."

"The Sect Master asked you to come?"

"Yes, yes," the girl named Cao Yuzhuang said cautiously, and then said, "I was only eight years old when I came here, and now I am sixteen."

Song Yan understood instantly that this girl was also one of the Wei royal family members who were sent here that year. Because she was young at that time, she was raised as a "cultivation reserve", and now she was directly given to him.

From the perspective of appearance and figure, this girl named Cao Yuzhuang is far superior to the previous Princess Cao Xueruo of Zhennan. No wonder she was stored by Gu Huangzi.

Cao Yuzhuang suddenly knelt down and said humbly: "Master, please grant me your love. Yuzhuang grew up in Paper Man Peak and has a good understanding of the environment of this peak. I will take you to check it out later.

Afterwards, he will take his master to a new cave."

If it was a new arrival, Song Yan would still be a little hesitant.

But at this time, he already knew that in this kind of environment "neither of them had a choice", so he took the infatuation powder, but just poured a little, he saw the jade makeup girl kneeling and crawling in front of him, stretching out her pink little tongue to lick the powder on his fingers.

Song Yan was startled, and quickly reached out to help the girl up, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Cao Yuzhuang stared at him with wide eyes, puzzled, and then asked nervously: "Did I do something wrong?"

Her whole body was trembling as she looked at Song Yan in fear, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, looking very pitiful.

Song Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled the girl's sleeve, only to see some faint tiny needle holes on her arm.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then took the infatuation powder. Just as he was about to pour it, he saw the girl actually sticking out her little tongue and moving it closer to him.

This time, he gently poured a little on her tongue, and then said, "Master's order, don't kneel down from now on, and don't stick out your tongue to eat."

Cao Yuzhuang said hurriedly: "I'll remember this. I won't kneel or stick out my tongue to eat. I'll do whatever the master says."

After saying this, she stood aside respectfully, her pretty little face looking at her chest, her two little toes moving nervously in her embroidered shoes.

The effect of the crazy powder soon made her cheeks flushed.

Song Yan said: "Can you take me to visit Paper Man Peak?"

Cao Yuzhuang said hurriedly: "Yes, the master has told you that as long as you don't leave Paper Man Peak, you can go anywhere."

Song Yan said: "Okay, then take me around."

As a "high-level furnace cauldron" cultivated since childhood, Cao Yuzhuang is indeed pitiful, but she also knows a lot.

It was obvious that Gu Huangzi had his own magnanimous side. Since he had placed tracking restrictions on the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet" and Song Yan, he would not bother to play tricks in these small places.

Cao Yuzhuang said: "Master, making paper figurines is quite troublesome.

The most important thing is the production of paper.

Take the bark, dry it in the sun, and then soak it in blood. Then follow the normal papermaking steps.
Different tree barks and different essences of blood can produce different kinds of paper.

The higher the level of the strong man, the better the effect of his essence and blood.

As for trees, we usually use the white snake eucalyptus from the Paper Man Peak.”

She introduced it in detail.

These are no secrets at Paper Man Peak.

But to Song Yan, it was quite novel.

He recalled what Shi Zuo Weng had said before, and suddenly felt that the saying "every part of a corpse is a treasure" was absolutely true when applied to the Puppet Sect.

Leather is used to make shadow puppets.

Meat, made into a bloody corpse.

Blood, soaking the paper man.

No wonder the "smell of blood" on Paper Man Peak is so strong.

"What about the spirit?"

Song Yan couldn't help thinking.

For shadow puppets, the spirit souls used are actually only the remaining spirit soul fragments, and the spirit soul itself is not used. Because in most cases, when summoning spirit souls, the spirit soul itself has long been gone, and what is summoned are only spirit soul fragments.

Thinking of this, Song Yan said: "This is paper making, what about paper figures?"

Cao Yuzhuang looked at the bone jade bracelet on his left hand with fear and said, "Master, your fellow apprentices have similar mysterious weapons like you. But they are not as exquisite as yours, and they are all branded on heavy armor.

In this way, while using the heavy armor to train the body, it also absorbs the spirit from the heavy armor to nourish the spirit.
Then, you can separate a part of your spirit and soul to wake up the paper man."

Song Yan understood.

It turns out that the "paper man" is a "mecha"
Use the essence and blood of the strong to make a "mecha", use the soul to make a "mysterious device to nourish the soul", and then separate "one's own small soul" to drive the "mecha".

This is Paper Man Peak.

(End of this chapter)