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

Chapter 68 67. First Kill (4.1K words - please subscribe)
In the early morning of the dilapidated temple, a light snow fell.

Early in the morning, Fu Shirong had already finished practicing a round of sword techniques, then put away his sword and adjusted his breathing.

Su Canli praised: "Good swordsmanship."

Fu Shirong said: "When I was in the Puppet Sect, that demon sect disciple gave me time to practice."

Su Canli said: "Brother Hua is also a martial arts master, what do you think of this sword technique?"

Song Yan praised: "Excellent."

Su Can asked strangely, "What's the name of that demon sect disciple?"

Fu Shirong said with a complicated expression: "Song Yan."

"Song Yan?"

Su Canli was almost blown away and asked again, "Song Yan?! Which Song Yan?"

Master Fu Rong was surprised: "Song Yan, who was in the Nanzhu Peak Cave House before, was quite respected. He seemed to be a disciple of a man named Shishi from the Demon Sect. What happened to him?"

Su Canli looked strange and said, "He might be a spy in our sect, hiding in the Demon Sect for many years."

Fu Shirong was stunned: "Impossible?"

Su Canli said, "I received a communication from the sect. He can transform a white snake into a rainbow with one hand. It would be impossible without more than ten years of nurturing of sword power. His mental skills and techniques are all ours."

Then, he briefly talked about everything related to Song Yan.

As Fu Shirong listened, her mind couldn't help but recall the shameless days between herself and Song Yan, and her mood became even more complicated.

But soon, she let it go and said with a smile: "No wonder he is so good to me and Hongmian.

In this case, I did not actually lose my virginity to the disciples of the Demon Sect, and the humiliation I suffered was actually due to helplessness on both sides.

The grudge in my heart has been put aside.
If I see him again, I don’t know how he will face me.”

After saying this, the Queen raised her head, her eyes sparkling, "This time, I must save the people from danger."

Su Canli said: "Of course it can be done."

Song Yan thought about it, walked forward silently, and raised his hand.

The two of them were stunned.

Su Canli took the lead in placing his hand on his.

The Queen Mother soon followed.

The three hands were tightly clasped together, and there was light in the eyes of the three people, as if they were expressing their common ideal: Thorny Fox, to restore the peace and prosperity to the north!

Mountain of Paper Figures.
The frost froze the branches of the old trees on the top of the mountain, and several of them broke in the cold wind and fell into the deep cliff with a snap.

The mountains were filled with fog and light snow was everywhere. The sky and the ground in the deep mountains were all white as if you couldn't see your front.

However, Song Yan left the cave on his sword early in the morning under the pretext of practicing, and came to an uninhabited place in the mountains, where he released two shadow puppets of "Fox Demon with Deformed Soul and One Tail" and one shadow puppet of "Phantom Crow with Deformed Soul and No Body".

Although the Bodyless Phantom Crow is rare, since all the monster skins of the Puppet Sect have been sent to him, there is still a chance to pick out such a thing from them.

The three shadow puppets rushed straight towards the imperial capital.

Song Yan was really greedy for "Grandma Fox's multi-tailed dragon-like man-eating fox demon's blood".

Although he didn't know how to refine the Crimson Palace Pill, as long as he could get the blood, he could try to use the lifespan to deduce, infinitely.

Since Grandma Fox's blood is so poisonous that it can kill people instantly upon contact with blood, he would die immediately whenever he failed in his deduction, and it would not take much time at all.

Infinite deduction, even if the success rate is very low, as long as there is enough lifespan, there is always a chance of success.

When others try, perhaps only one out of ten thousand or one hundred thousand people will succeed, but he can succeed by trying ten thousand or one hundred thousand times.

This is the BUG of his "Yu Shou Dao Guo".

Releasing these three shadow puppets was his limit.

The purpose of going to the imperial capital was to seize the opportunity.

The reason why he did this was not because of Fu Shirong's confidence, but because of Su Canli's confidence.

Those two people have different perspectives.

The latter's confidence is by no means that of an idealist.
When the three hands were put together, Song Yan was already convinced that "the Su family must have other backup plans", which gave Su Canli confidence.

Su Canli's confidence gave him a glimmer of hope of "obtaining the demon blood of Grandma Fox".

So, he raised the bet.

After performing three shadow puppets, he stood quietly.

With a flick of his left sleeve, a beam of black light shot out. Upon closer inspection, one saw that the black light was a flying sword.

The flying sword circled around him, and he waved his left sleeve, and the black light turned into white light.

The sword rainbow was sometimes black and sometimes white. It should have been a cool and sharp sword technique, but now it showed an indescribable eerie ghostly aura, like a phantom ghost python lingering and running around.

In a moment, the flying sword "swooshed" back into the storage space in his sleeve, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

Song Yan took the flying sword again and put it behind his back.

He still lacks a flying sword.

But wanting to buy a good flying sword in the Puppet Sect’s current market is really a pipe dream. The mysterious weapon forged by the Machinery Peak is not the kind of “flying sword”.

However, one can buy good swords at the Hantan Valley market jointly organized by the two factions.

At that time, he would carry one sword behind him and hide the other in the storage space. When a fight really broke out, the two swords would be able to catch people off guard.

Song Yan continued to experiment and found that the "Black and White Evils" that evolved from the "White Snake Sword Technique" were far superior to the previous "Evil Condensation and Control Mysterious Technique" that evolved from the "Qi Gathering Technique" and the "Heavy Rain Evil" that evolved from the "Qi Arrow Technique".

Whether in terms of the "pre-casting time" or "power", the "Condensed Evil Control Art" that can devour the enemy's mysterious energy is far inferior to the "White Evil", and the "Heavy Rain Evil" that can exert fierce attack power is far inferior to the "Black Evil".

"I still have to save my life span. Even though thousands of years are enough, I am still only at the Xuan level now. I will definitely need more life span in the future."

'The effects of high-level spell mutations are far superior to ordinary ones. Now, except for the former which can still play a role in gathering energy, the other two spells, 'Condensed Evil Control Mystic Art' and 'Rainstorm Evil', can basically be completely eliminated.'

After Song Yan finished his work, he pinched the White Snake Sword Technique again, and turned into a rainbow, breaking through the mist, and fell back to the top of the mountain where the cave was.

The young lady in jade makeup had already gotten up from bed and was slowly cooking rice porridge in front of the fire under the eaves.

Although Song Yan had taken the fasting pill, he still liked to eat some delicious food, so Miss Yuzhuang had to prepare some breakfast.

Snow was falling, the beauty was kneeling, there was steam and fragrance in the cold air.

Song Yan took out the bone jade bracelet and put it on.

The moment he put it on, he suddenly felt an inexplicable "neural spasm" in his left wrist, and the pain disappeared in an instant.

He frowned slightly and immersed himself in the 'Cold Prison Life Bracelet'.

In an instant, he was overlooking the "Ice Cage" again, overlooking the scene of the prisoners, young and old, men and women, in the cage, reaching their hands upwards, twisting their faces hideously, and calling for help in pain.

Strands of spiritual power were flying out from the prisoners, gathering towards him, nourishing his soul.

There was also gray fog around him, but at this moment, the gray fog seemed to disperse slightly due to the flow, revealing a black arm-thick not far away. It looked like an iron pillar of a cage!
Just now, a ray of spiritual power emanating from his soul touched the iron pillar, so he felt "neurotic pain", just like an octopus tentacle accidentally touching a red-hot iron rod.

At this time, the spiritual power has retreated.

The gray fog gathered again in an instant, covering everything outside.

Everything is back to normal again.

Song Yan looked up, but could see nothing.

It was impossible for him, a disciple at the Lianxuan level, to perceive this kind of scene, because even though he was physically strong, his spirit was very weak.

With a weak mind, it was impossible for him to notice the gray fog around him, let alone notice the dissipation of the gray fog and the emergence of the black pillars.

Afterwards, as he was nurtured, even though his spiritual power grew slowly, he could only notice "the people struggling in the icy cage" and notice that "the reason his soul could be nurtured was entirely due to those prisoners", and thus he would either feel secretly happy or disgusted, but would never have any other emotions.

But now, he not only used the "Hanyu Fusheng Bracelet" to nourish his soul, but also visualized the sword intent with the "Xuanhua Yijian Canon", so naturally he could perceive many things.

"This old devil Gu Huangzi really has bad intentions."

'In addition to the tracking spell on my left arm, this "Cold Prison Bracelet" really has a deeper trap.'

'I also roughly understand why the Puppet Sect disciples do not teach the complete version of the "Xuan Qi Guiding Technique" when they are at a low level.'

"As expected of a demon sect."

Song Yan's expression was cold.

Suddenly, he began to realize that the situation he was in might be more dangerous than he thought.

Once Gu Huangzi has completed the use of his "Nanwu Jianmen spy identity" and once he has obtained the complete shadow puppetry inheritance from him, he will almost take action.

By then, maybe he will become a "prisoner" in a "cage" to provide spiritual nourishment for the old demon, or his blood will soak the paper and his flesh will turn into a bloody corpse.
The Demon Sect recruits a lot of new members every year, but the number of people is relatively fixed.

It seems that not only did they die in battle, but some also became "food rations".

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The timid young lady's voice came from the side. Song Yan adjusted his expression and responded, "Prepare an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and eat together."

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

The light snow fell heavily, covering the thousands of palaces in the imperial city.

The glazed tiles and black ridges have all been dyed white.

There were surprisingly many people on the streets of the imperial capital, and the downtown was also very noisy. In the alleys and alleys, horse-riding streets, restaurants, teahouses, and herbal medicine shops, each had its own lights, and the lights were novel, not just lanterns.
From time to time, the joyful laughter of pedestrians could be heard from everywhere, as if this imperial capital was truly an imperial capital, and not a city flooded with demons and disasters.

Song Yan and Su Canli were waiting for news in an inn, while Fu Shirong went into the palace alone.

If everything goes well, she will take a young eunuch or palace maid out in a few days.

Needless to say, that little eunuch or palace maid must be the one monitoring her, and Song Yan and Su Canli will search her soul when the time comes.

Then Song Yan would transform into the appearance of a little eunuch or palace maid and follow the Queen into the palace.

After that, he would wait for an opportunity to find out more about Grandma Fox.

Grandma Fox needs someone to serve her, so there must be quite a few people on that line.

By then, Fu Shirong will try hard to find out the contact information and means between King Wei and those people.

After figuring out all this, she will decisively kill the King of Wei, and then have Song Yan disguise himself as the King of Wei, and then arrange for the "Assassination Alliance" to enter and kill Grandma Fox.

Su Canli stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people walking on the street. He said nothing, but turned his head to glance at Song Yan.

Without the purification technique, he really couldn't tell whether the people walking on the street were human or monster.

But as a "high-ranking fox demon", Song Yan was naturally in an advantageous position in terms of illusion. He could see that there were quite a few beasts in human form among the pedestrians on the street.

They were wearing brocade robes and holding oil-paper umbrellas, walking upright like normal people, but the heads sticking out from their collars were foxes with pointed mouths, long beards, and bared teeth in a playful manner.

Those fox heads had rich facial expressions as they chatted and laughed with the people around them, but those people didn't notice anything at all.

Song Yan sighed softly.

Su Canli understood immediately. He snorted coldly, his eyes like lightning, shooting straight into the distance, revealing his sharpness, yet mixed with a bit of confidence.

Seeing his confidence, Song Yan immediately guessed that there was a high probability that a powerful person had entered the Nanwu Jianmen.

And that powerful being hidden in the dark, unknown even to the "Thorn Fox Alliance", is the source of Mr. Su San's confidence.

Just as he was thinking, Su Canli suddenly said, "Brother Hua, there may be many times in the future when language is inconvenient, so why don't you and I agree on some secret codes and hand gestures to communicate."

Song Yan nodded and said, "Okay."

Fu Shirong didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he returned to Fengning Palace.

Today, she has met the King of Wei.

This description can help me get away with it temporarily.

After all, the empress dowager, who is still recuperating in Shu, had once experienced the same thing as her.

The King of Wei hated the Puppet Sect deeply, and when Fu Shirong wanted to know the name of the Puppet Sect disciple who had defiled her, she honestly said the name "Song Yan" to avoid being exposed.

As a result, the King of Wei stood there in a daze for a long time, and then he stopped asking questions like "How did she escape?"

The King of Wei was furious and swung his sword to kill people indiscriminately, and then asked someone to take her back to Fengning Palace to rest.

Fu Shirong always felt that the King of Wei was so angry not only because she was captured and taken to the Puppet Sect to be used as a cauldron, but also for other reasons.

But no matter what, she finally returned to Fengning Palace and successfully completed the first step.

After bathing and changing her clothes, she sat quietly for a long time, her heart still pounding.

But thinking of the plan and the people of the North, she mustered up her courage and quickly figured out her next plan.

The cold wind wrapped around the snow, and it grew stronger as dusk approached.

The snow was like a whirlpool, mixed with ice crystals, swirling around the palace at a rapid speed, so that there was a humming sound everywhere, like weeping and complaining.

The snowy sea flows horizontally, and the white whirlpools.
Snapped!
Suddenly, a window was blown open by the wind.

The icy cold came from outside, blowing away the warmth of the earth dragon.

Fu Shirong was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up to close the window.

After closing the door tightly, she rubbed her hands again and turned around.

Brush. Brush. Brush.
Inside Fengning Palace, all the lit candlesticks suddenly went out.

She was shocked to see a small shadow standing behind her.
The black shadow slowly expanded strangely, Fu Shirong's pupils also gradually dilated, and her mouth opened in surprise.

The air was quiet for a moment, and Fu Shirong suddenly turned around and rushed towards the window that had just been closed at the fastest speed in his life, trying to escape!

However, she stopped several inches away from the window, and then slowly, slowly merged into the dark shadow chasing her from behind.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, consciousness quickly disappeared, and the brain began to become confused.
Even though he was well prepared, at this moment, Fu Shirong realized how ridiculous it was to "want to be powerful as a mortal"
(End of this chapter)