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

Chapter 62: Pavilion Master Song

Song Yan still really wants to "drive a mecha".

But it is obvious that the old demon Guhuangzi would never let him open it.

Cao Yuzhuang took him on a brief tour of the "paper-making assembly line" and then said they wanted to return to the cave.

Then the two came to the edge of the cliff.

"Where is the cave?" Song Yan asked.

Cao Yuzhuang hurriedly said, "Master, someone is coming."

Song Yan turned his head and saw an inner sect disciple coming from afar, staring at him with a strange look, and then he pulled out a box from his back and handed it to him.

"The master asked me to hand it over to you."

Song Yan took it and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Then he laughed and said, "What is this?"

The inner disciple looked at him with an increasingly strange look in his eyes. Hearing the title, he waved his hands hastily and said, "I don't deserve the title of Senior Brother. The Sect Master has already told me to accept you as his disciple and will announce it soon. From now on, you are my Senior Uncle."

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The inner sect disciple continued, "As for the one in this box, it is an ownerless flying sword. The original owner was a master of the Nanwu Sword Sect, who has already died. The sect leader said that you must use this."

Song Yan:.
The inner sect disciple pushed the box into his hand and left.

Song Yan opened the box.

He never dreamed that he could use a sword?
Or a flying sword.

As for the reason, he already understood: the sect leader wanted him to openly show his identity as a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen in front of everyone.

'Again. Although good and evil cannot coexist, if an alien race attacks, should the human race also join forces?'

"But I am not actually a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen."

"However, if I were not a disciple of Nanwu Jianmen, then this would be a big problem."

Today, Song Yan felt that he had dreamed too many dreams and encountered too many impossibilities.

But at this moment he still couldn't help but sigh, "I lived with Qi Yao at the beginning, and then helped Qi Yao kill the King of Zhennan" could actually help him weave a natural excuse and give him a special identity a few years later.

Although this is only temporary.

So he had to find a way to solve this problem as soon as possible.

At this time, Cao Yuzhuang said, "Master, the cave is on the hill over there. I will show you the way. Please take me there."

That hill over there?

Song Yan nodded, then looked at the flying sword.

This was a flying sword with a cold glow. Under the dim moonlight, the sword body flashed with rainbow light, which showed that it was not an ordinary item.

For an ownerless flying sword, the operation is simple and uncomplicated.

Since Song Yan revealed his identity as "the seventh level of Lianxuan", he no longer hid it.

He pointed a finger at the flying sword, transferred the mysterious energy into it, formed a connection, then raised his finger, manipulated the flying sword crookedly, and stepped on it.

He reached out and pulled Cao Yuzhuang, then walked away.

Although it was his first time to fly a sword, because his true strength had already reached the "ninth level of Lianxuan", his abundant power completely made up for his lack of skills.

Under Cao Yuzhuang's guidance, he arrived at the cave in a short while.

The improvement in his status not only greatly improved the quality of the furnaces and tripods Song Yan obtained, but also greatly improved the level of his cave residence.

In the past, at Nanzhu Peak, it was a cave with a simple stone door mechanism, and the only lighting facility inside was the skylight. If it was a rainy and windy day, the cave would be pitch black, and even playing with the young lady was like blind people touching each other.
There are caves opposite the cave, above and below it, forming a "collective dormitory" for the Xuan Cultivation World.
But the cave here has turned into a mansion on a small hill.

This mansion does not have two entrances and two exits, but it is a large flat house with bright light.

Inside, there are bedrooms and study rooms. Outside, there is a courtyard, a spiritual soil flower collection, and a viewing corridor built along the hilltop.

Vermilion lacquered pillars, glazed tiles, rare flowers and plants can be seen one step further, and the rising clouds and mist can be seen one step further, giving a feeling of being secluded from the world.

For most of the disciples of Paper Man Peak, they still live in "collective dormitories".

As for the papermaking chores' quarters, the accommodation for those chores was even worse than the "hanging houses" at Shadow Play Peak. They lived underground.
It’s the kind of underground house where “once the door is closed, no one can escape.”

The difference in status makes everything different.

For ordinary people, it is very troublesome to climb these small independent hills around the main peak, but for monks, it is just a matter of "stepping on the accelerator".
With a "boom", the shadow puppets, flying swords and other things have reached the other hill.

After Song Yan fell down, he entered the house and patrolled everywhere. Finding no danger, he went to bed.

After a while, Miss Yuzhuang came to the couch. After asking "Master, do you want me to take off her clothes?" and getting a negative answer, she took the initiative to change into a gauze dress, then climbed onto the couch like a cat, frowned, and slowly merged with Song Yanrong.

The red plum blossoms slowly bloom
It was late at night. Half a month later.

Song Yan's identity was made public.

He was a disciple from Nanwu Sword Sect who came to Puppet Sect, and was also a disciple accepted by the Puppet Sect's leader.

On the Paper Man Peak, an independent pavilion was cleared out and a large number of monster skins were moved in. Song Yan, the "little uncle" of most of the disciples of the Puppet Sect, also walked in and began to make shadow puppets.

Because he has reached the "seventh level of Lianxuan", making shadow puppets nowadays is no longer just "making semi-finished products", but a complete set.

In this huge pavilion, besides him, the only person there was the girl named Yuzhuang who was doing odd jobs nearby.

As for the "former master's wife" Bi Huaiyi, she was simply settled in a cave and was taken care of by servants on a daily basis.

This building has a plaque with the words "Shadow Puppet Pavilion" hung on it.

During the day, no disciple from the Paper Figure Peak would enter the small puppet pavilion, because everyone knew the special identity of Song Yan. But soon, a "recruitment" by the Puppet Sect brought in new people to the small puppet pavilion.

"Master Song Song, hello, my name is Yueyang Luo, and I am a...a low-grade Earth Profound Root." A tall young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who claimed to be from Yueyang Tower, introduced himself nervously.

"Master Song, my name is Shen Nongjia. I also have the lower-grade Earthly Profound Root. The sect assigned me to come here to learn shadow puppetry." The girl was pretty and articulate. She bowed deeply to Song Yan.

Yueyang Tower?
Shennongjia?
Song Yan nodded. Such a name seemed to be destined to be with him.

But, just these two people?
He was a little confused.

But soon, he understood: the shadow puppet lineage is not that important to the entire Puppet Sect now, so there is no need for a "production line". The old demon Guhuangzi has chosen disciples with decent talents to teach.

As for why there are only two, it’s probably because these two are the best among this batch of newcomers.

The lower grade earthly root is really good.

It's no exaggeration to say that they are the two best in this batch.

So, he pointed to two seats at random and said, "Sit down."

The two of them responded respectfully, and Shen Nongjia suddenly asked, "From now on, can we call you teacher?"

Song Yan said: "Since the sect has arranged for you to come and learn martial arts, you are my disciples. There is no need for red tape, just address me directly."

"Teacher." Shen Nongjia bowed again.

Yueyang Luo, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also hurriedly shouted: "Hello, teacher!"

Then, the two saw Cao Yuzhuang next to them.

Before this, the two men had seen that this young lady with a peerless beauty was very close to the teacher, so they bowed respectfully.

Shen Nongjia said without flattery or arrogance: "Master's wife."

Yueyang Luo also said enthusiastically: "Hello, Master's wife! Beautiful!"

"Mmmmm. The beautiful mistress and the powerful master are such a perfect match!"

After saying this, the disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The clothes on his back were soaked. He was an honest man and loved to tell the truth.

Song Yan was stunned.

Cao Yuzhuang waved her hands hastily, saying repeatedly: "No, no, I am just the master's slave, I..."

Seeing her stuttering, helpless, and panicked appearance, Song Yan sighed and said, "Master's wife is Master's wife, it's just a title, no need to correct it. Yuzhuang, stand up straight."

He is now a member of the Nanwu Jianmen.

There is nothing wrong with being a little more upright and compassionate.

After that, Song Yan led the two new disciples to sit on one side and began to teach them.

“My Puppet Sect has four peaks: Paper Man Peak, Blood Corpse Peak, Mechanical Device Peak, and Strange Poison Peak.

However, my shadow puppet show is a special one, and what it conveys is completely different from other places.

But I don't have any quests here, you need to devote all your energy to learning leatherworking.

The leather making process is divided into eight steps: 1. Selecting the leather; 2. Cleaning the leather; 3. Drawing the draft.

Song Yan taught.

I suddenly felt a little dazed for a moment.

He seemed to have returned to the day when he first came to the Puppet Sect, when Senior Sister Wang Susu was also teaching him these things.
But times have changed.

If Piying Peak still has a peak, he can be considered the master of Piying Peak, or Nanzhu Peak.

Now that a disciple has arrived, it seems that he is safe for the time being.

(End of this chapter)