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

Chapter 64 63. Thorn Fox (4.2K words - please subscribe)
A few days later.
In the autumn rain, the white fog all over the mountains and fields appears and disappears, becomes thick and thin, lingering between the mountains and rivers, like a wandering ghost who is restless and doesn't know where to go.

Song Yan held up a large dark black umbrella and looked down at the tombstones in front of him.

Engraved on the monument are the names of the disciples who died in the attack on the Puppet Sect.

At that time, the four masters suddenly returned and the war was forced to end. But even if there was a temporary truce, the Nanwu Sword Sect did not dare to stay in the enemy's hinterland for too long, so many of the disciples' bodies were cremated nearby and buried in peace.

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The rain fell on the umbrella, splashing and bouncing, falling on the stone tablet, and flowing wildly.

Song Yan held an umbrella and quickly scanned the inscriptions on the tombstones. From time to time, he flew on his sword to the next place with a tombstone and continued his search.

He wanted to find a "boss" who could not provide any evidence and then insist that it was a "single-line contact".

Once you admit a lie, you have to cover it up completely.

You can never be too much prepared for this.

He won't really trust anyone anymore.

It seemed that Shi Zuo Weng still cared about him, so he did not take him to the place where ghosts practiced, but left him in the Shadow Peak.

But things in this world are never an either-or choice.

A cultivator of the first level of Lianxuan who holds the inheritance but has low aptitude, when faced with the behemoth that is the sect, his only choice is to hand over his "mantle".

If he is on the right path, the sect will most likely continue to train this young cultivator.

But in the Demon Sect, "being in possession of a treasure and preventing it from being leaked" is enough to be punishable by death. The best that can be achieved is "saving one's life, being confined to a small dark room, practicing hard, and serving the sect."

Shi Zuo Weng certainly knew this.

Assuming that his life span was still short, his choice would be as he wrote in the letter: do not come back, practice outside, and pass on the mantle.

But Shi Zuo Weng didn't.

He didn't even give Song Yan any preparation and made the choice for him.

The sect leader would suspect that "it was Song Yan who killed Gu Rufeng". Shi Zuo Weng is such an old and shrewd man, didn't he ever think about this possibility at all?
Of course there are.

He thought about it.

But he didn't ask any questions and just did it.

One thought is good, one thought is evil. When good thoughts and evil thoughts are entangled together, different people often have different opinions.

But if you are not in the situation, how can you know the harm? How can you tell the difference?
Snapped.

Song Yan suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a tombstone.

The tombstone is located on a solitary cliff, overlooking the distant mountains and rain, and the scenery is very beautiful.

It was not easy for someone to erect a tombstone in a high place when the bodies were collected hastily.

The text engraved on the tombstone is also far more exquisite than that engraved elsewhere.

Horizontal writing: Prosperity for generations, souls return to hometown.

Vertical inscription: The tomb of Su Changyi of Jianmen, Southern Wu.

On the side there are actually many names of people related to this "Su Changyi".

And one of them is "Seventh Sister, Su Yao".

Su Yao?

Qiyao?

Qi Yao?

That's it
Song Yan stared for a long time, and suddenly waved his hand and took out a bunch of white flowers that had been prepared long ago from the storage space. Then he looked at the name he had just seen for the first time in his life, sighed, and said in a complicated tone: "Old man, I. Come to see you"

Then he bent over and tremblingly placed the white flowers in front of the tombstone.

Because he didn't know whether Su Changyi drank or not, he didn't buy any drinks.

After laying the flowers, he continued to look at the tombstone sadly, muttering: "Now that the evil spirits are in power and invading our human race, Yan has no choice but to let go of his obsession with good and evil and join forces to resist foreign humiliation. I hope the old man will not blame me."

Although he said so, he knew deep down in his heart that a seemingly plausible name did not mean anything. If he wanted to confirm his identity as a member of the Nanwu Jianmen, he had to learn the swordsmanship of the Nanwu Jianmen.

Fu family.

This big family in the mortal world has complex connections in the Three Kingdoms, and is involved in both good and bad. It also has some face in the world of independent cultivators. Although it cannot compare with the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect, which are sects that occupy the mysterious veins, it is definitely a big force that can be ranked among the top in the Three Kingdoms.

His family has been operating for hundreds of years, and its sphere of influence is no longer limited to the Wei State. There are also many clansmen in Wu, Shu, and even in Jianmen of Southern Wu.

Precisely because of this relationship, the Fu family and the Jianmen of Southern Wu were almost like brothers, which was why Su Yao felt particularly close when she met the royal family of Wei.

Fu Shirong, once the wife of a great general and now the queen, returned in a hurry, which surprised many people in the clan. They all said things like "Your Majesty, haven't you been in the palace all the time?"

Fu Shirong then told the story of the situation in the imperial capital.

The older generations of the Fu family were all stunned.

They have always believed that "the second prince really died in internal strife, and the general accepted the order in a time of crisis, decisively ascended the throne, restrained Grandma Fox, and stabilized the court, which was also an act of enduring humiliation and taking responsibility."

But unexpectedly, the truth was completely the opposite!
A middle-aged man with strong eyebrows and muscular features said, "Fortunately, Master allowed you to come back, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

This is Fu Shirong’s third uncle, Fu Baoniu, who is also a rare master among the Fu family’s practitioners of Xuan. Now he has entered the seventh level of Xuan practice. At this moment, he looks frightened.

Fu Shirong's expression changed, and he said, "Third Uncle, did Cao Zhengjing trip you up?"

Third uncle Fu Baoniu said: "We thought that the King of Wei would endure humiliation, so we invited all the heroes in the world, and then let the King of Wei act as an insider in the imperial capital to create an opportunity for us to assassinate Grandma Hu.

Although Grandma Fox is a demon in the Crimson Palace realm, it has been giving birth to offspring for many years and has long been weak, otherwise it would not have so many burrows that people cannot figure out where it is hiding in the imperial capital.

As long as the King of Wei is willing to help, we can get close to it. Then, if we all work together, we can accomplish our goal in one fell swoop and kill this culprit who has brought disaster to the human race.

But if the King of Wei helps openly but has secretly become Mrs. Fox's dog, then our group will be in great danger.

It’s nothing if you die.

Anyway, your uncle has no plan to break through the Crimson Palace realm.

It is enough to be able to do something without regrets in this short life of just a few hundred years.

But I’m afraid that people will die and things won’t get done.

But, Shi Rong, do you think it is possible that the King of Wei did this to gain the trust of Grandma Hu?"

Fu Shirong shook his head coldly and said, "You didn't see how ecstatic he was after killing the Second Prince. If you had seen it, you wouldn't think so."

Fu Baoniu sighed: "You can't tell a person's heart from his face. It seems we have to think long-term."

Fu Shirong's expression changed, and he said, "That's not necessary. He wants to lure you into a trap and catch you all in one fell swoop. Why don't we use his trick against you? I will go back to the imperial capital and pretend to tell him the secret."

"Will this work?" A white-bearded old man from the Fu family who was of high seniority asked while leaning on a cane.

Fu Shirong said bitterly, "After I escaped from the palace, I was captured by the Puppet Sect and taken to the mountain gate by mistake. I was also captured by a disciple of the Demon Sect and used as a furnace. So my character changed drastically. I realized that power is everything. I planned to create a divine dynasty with him under the protection of a powerful person."

The Queen held her neck high and spoke openly about being "used as a furnace", with a look of being ready to die.

Everyone in the Fu family was silent for a while.

After a long while, an elder from the clan sighed and said, "That's really hard for you."

After saying this, they thought of the man who returned with the Queen. He was an ordinary man with a scar on his face.

They all knew that if Fu Shirong was captured and taken to the Puppet Sect, she would not be able to escape on her own.

Apparently, that was the man who rescued the queen.

Fu Shirong seemed to sense something and said directly: "His name is Hua Rong, from Tianyun City in Western Shu. He has a complicated experience, but thanks to him, I was able to escape back."

"Xishu Tianyun City, Hua Rong?" An old man murmured, "That's easy. Your second grandfather was recruited to assassinate Grandma Hu and is on his way back. He was accompanied by masters from the Nanwu Sword Sect. It is said that the Nanwu Sword Sect has connected with many forces in various places and left communication stones. Tianyun City happens to be one of them. We will know the answer when the time comes."

Fu Shirong nodded, then hesitated for a moment, turned back and discussed with Hua Rong, and then explained his origins and experiences to the elder of the Fu family.

Two days later.
"Hua Rong! Do you have any news about him?"

The cold and uncrowned queen of Tianyun City actually sounded a little excited. She listened to the voices from the communication stone and responded one by one.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Abnormal?" Hua Linglong thought for a moment, her mind skipped the name "Taiyi", and then said, "No. He is just an amazing warrior."

After another conversation, Hua Linglong put down the communication stone and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good to hear from that man again.

However, she had been with the man day and night, and could feel an unspeakable mystery from him.

No evidence, pure intuition.

However, she was not a "little woman looking for her husband", and the man never admitted that he was her husband.

Then everyone will go about their own business.

The next day
The sound of the carriage wheel hub turning slowly subsided.

The old man driving the carriage raised his sleepy eyes, pulled the reins, and stopped the carriage in front of Fu's mansion.

The man in the carriage was wearing a white robe and dismounted from the horse after stroking the curtain.

There were already quite a few people waiting in front of Fu Mansion.

When they saw the visitors, they bowed and shouted, "Mr. Su San, you are so honored to visit us. We are so sorry for not welcoming you in person. We are so sorry for not welcoming you in person."

The man in the white robe smiled and said, "You came here last month, and you come again today. Do you think you are annoying me?"

Everyone laughed as well.

These two people were Zhao Sansi and Wang Siwu, who had previously been to Tianyun City to hunt down the "remnants of the Puppet Sect".

Their true identity is that one of them is the third oldest son of the Su family of "Nanwu Jianmen" - Su Canli.

One is the underworld leader of Southern Wu - Wang Shuangdao.

The two of them also came to participate in the "assassination of Grandma Fox".

At this time, the two men entered Fu's mansion and did not sit down. They went straight to one place. When they arrived in front of a courtyard, they stopped and looked into the courtyard.

But I saw a man sitting in front of a stone table in a daze.

As if sensing someone coming, the man suddenly looked up and faced the two people outside the door.

Their eyes met, and the distinction was made in silence.

Wang Shuangdao smiled and bowed: "After parting in Tianyun, I never thought we would meet here again. My pseudonym is Wang Siwu, and my real name is Wang Shuangdao."

Song Yan immediately stood up, returned the greeting, and bowed with a wry smile.

Su Canli's eyes were as fast as lightning, his hands were holding the mysterious technique, he took a step forward, waved his long sleeves, and a cool air that was not fierce but like dancing snow in the wind suddenly rushed towards Song Yan.

As the mysterious energy passed by, Song Yan looked a little dazed, with a vague black outline vaguely revealed, but he returned to normal in an instant.

Wang Shuangdao raised his hand hurriedly and said, "Brother Hua Rong, don't be nervous. We know your steps. Now, Mr. Su San is just trying it out. Don't be nervous."

Su Canli stared at Song Yan and said solemnly, "I really don't know whether this opportunity of yours is a blessing or a curse.

My Sword Sect's purification technique can't even break your illusion, but can only slightly reveal its abnormality. Your illusion is really powerful. It seems that this is indeed the body of the multi-tailed fox demon."

Song Yan shook his body and revealed the appearance of a deformed one-tailed fox demon from the "Giant View". Then he smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "Mr. Su San, where does your blessing come from?"

"This"

Wang Shuangdao was so shocked that he took two steps back in shock.

What the hell is this horrible thing? ! !
This is the corpse of a giant fox that has been soaked in water for a long time! !
But he quickly collected himself and bowed with a look of shame on his face.

Su Canli walked around Song Yan and said with emotion, "How wonderful! Brother Hua Rong's opportunity is truly rare in the world.

He was a martial arts master, traveled around, fought against a fox demon, was seriously injured and entered the Puppet Sect, escaped to the back mountain by mistake, and after his death, he merged with the corpse of the fox demon in a dangerous place, thus becoming a ghost cultivator.

only."

Suddenly, Su Canli's eyes flashed like lightning, staring at Song Yan with a cold light, and asked word by word: "But as a martial artist, how can you have the confidence to fight against a fox demon? And you killed a fox demon and then escaped with serious injuries?"

The air tensed for a moment.

Song Yanqi asked, "Didn't you check it out?"

Su Canli asked: "What do you mean?"

Song Yan said: "If you really went to Tianyun City to check my whereabouts, you should know from Master Hua that I actually have the identity of a casual cultivator. I hid my strength back then because I was afraid of being mistakenly involved in the fights in your cultivator world.

This can also be verified in the Snake Corpse Market. I once bought a bottle of the Internal Medicine Refining Pill for breakthrough from a Taoist friend named Dan Lazi. "

Su Canli:
Wang Shuangdao:.
Song Yan:.
He was speechless. It seemed that Hua Linglong was a very affectionate girl who took the initiative to help him hide some things.

But if he was not a cultivator and his spirit was not strong, how could he have such a slight chance to become a ghost cultivator in this evil place?
Su Canli coughed twice awkwardly, clasped his fists and said, "Then Brother Hua Rong, please wait here for a few more days. I will come back in two days."

Song Yan said: "That's right."

Two days later.

Su Canli came back embarrassed again.

This time, he had investigated thoroughly, and with Fu Shirong's guarantee, his opinion of Hua Rong changed drastically.

Song Yan took the opportunity to say: "Originally, the casual cultivators only knew some small magics like Qi Arrow, but now they have changed into the body of this ghost fox demon. Although they have added some fox demon's instinctive illusion and agility, they are still evil spirits after all.

I have admired Nanwu Jianmen for a long time. Now that I have become a ghost cultivator and have the opportunity to meet Mr. Su San, I wonder if I can be fortunate enough to join Nanwu Jianmen and learn Jianmen magic?"

Su Canli was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Are you going to join this operation?"

Fu Shirong told him about the "assassination of Grandma Fox".

Song Yan nodded.

Su Canli clapped his hands, his eyes sparkling as he said, "Good man! In that case, why should our Nanwu Sword Sect spare our magic? However, the day of the Fox Stab is approaching, so wait until I ask the master of the sect, and then I will teach you a powerful and quick sword technique."

Song Yan bowed deeply and said, "Thank you!"

(End of this chapter)