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

Chapter 73 72. The Last Chance (3.8K words - please subscribe)
In deep winter, it gets dark early.

After locking the shadow puppet pavilion, Song Yan walked on the mountain path of Paper Man Peak.

The wind was cold and the shadows of the mountains quickly slanted as the sun set in the west. Large patches of shadows and the biting air blew in my face. From time to time, vultures and crows roamed on the dead branches, making strange noises.

The young lady in jade makeup followed behind Song Yan with her hands hanging down, shaking a small bag of fragrant wood in her hand. The scent of the burning fragrant wood was very pleasant and could calm the mind. She got contribution points from Song Yan and then exchanged them at the Paper Money Building on the main peak.

To put it simply, the Paper Money Building is the "Finance Department" and "Basic Item Exchange Office" of Paper Man Peak.

At this time, there were many disciples lined up in front of the Paper Money Building. The one in the front was showing his identity badge and talking to the manager at the window about "exchanging for black jade and other items". The disciples behind him were still urging him.

"What a long line." The young lady sighed, and then said, "Master, do you want to change today? I will help you queue up. It doesn't matter how long it takes!"

"Brother Taoist, it's Brother Taoist." Song Yan corrected.

The young lady nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Okay, Master."

Song Yan raised his hand and gently tapped the young lady's head.

The young lady burst into tears.

However, Song Yan knew what she was going to say and said, "You did nothing wrong. It's late today and it's not our turn in the queue. Let's come back in two days when there are fewer people."

"Yes, Brother Dao."

The late return of his companions gave Song Yan a rare sense of warmth.

Although he knew that such emotion should not exist, because separation, even death, was the destined outcome for him and every woman around him.

"It's too cold."

He rubbed his hands.

The young lady came over in a hurry and said, "Brother Dao, I am warm."

thump.

Song Yan gave her another blow on the head.

The brain explosion triggered the "rules" and the girl's eyes began to turn red again.

Song Yan was already very familiar with this and promptly said, "You didn't make any mistakes."

"Oh." The young lady recovered.

Song Yan couldn't help laughing.

The two talked as they walked, and they had already reached the cliff.

Song Yan made a sword gesture, and the flying sword turned into a rainbow, carrying the two of them to the front of the cave.

After a busy period, he untied his belt, untied his clothes, and went to bed to practice.
When the repair was finished, the young lady Yuzhuang lay in Song Yan's arms and said in surprise: "Master, I saw that other furnaces were half dead and weak, but after you took my energy, I am still alive."

She herself couldn't find words to describe the comfort she felt at that moment.

Song Yan said: "That's the effect of the elixir. If someone talks to you, don't tell them about your situation."

The young lady in jade makeup nodded heavily, then moved her body, and her silky undergarment changed into some seductive folds. She tentatively moved her hips back, curled up in a position that would make her owner very comfortable, and began to sleep.

Soon, her breathing became even.

Song Yan didn't fall asleep.

The bodyless phantom crow was flying in the wilderness, carrying the extremely important "trophy" on it. How could he sleep?

He has too much on his mind.

"I don't know whether the Thorn Fox Alliance was successful or not, and how Mr. Su San and the others are doing."

"Forget it. No matter what, the connection between Hua Rong and them is severed."

'As for that colorful black shadow, even if it is far inferior to Grandma Fox, it should not be an ordinary monster that Grandma Fox can hide secretly, right?
Its blood should be able to help me enter the Crimson Palace realm.

Although the effect may be average, it is still better to improve your realm if possible.

But I don’t know what will happen after the Crimson Palace breaks through. Will my method of gathering energy become ineffective? If so, it will be a big trouble.

I need to understand a little more.

If possible, I have to prepare more sophisticated means of hiding in advance, and look for some skills and spells beyond the Crimson Palace Realm.

Of course, I can deduce it using lifespan.

However, deducing a technique from scratch would consume too much energy and might not necessarily be successful.

It would be best if we could have something ready-made.'

"Hantan Valley Market is my chance."

'That day, many monks will go there, a mixed crowd, and many of them may not even show their true faces, after all, everyone has their own secrets.

There should be anonymous auctions, mask exchanges, etc.
Then, I can try to control the puppet to trade.'

"I need to buy a new flying sword, a more advanced book on Qi-gathering magic, and all the information, techniques, and magic related to the Crimson Palace Realm."

“Also, Nanwu Jianmen will definitely look for me, and then I have to complete my first contact with them and get away with it.

This is relatively easy to handle.

I have talked so much with Mr. Su San, and my understanding of Nanwu Jianmen, Su Changyi, and the Su family is much better than before, so I should be able to pass it. "

"But the most important thing is that I have used up all my fox demon shadow puppets. I have to find an opportunity to hunt at least one before the Hantan Valley market opens, and then make some new ones."

The next day, Song Yancai opened the door of the shadow puppet pavilion, and a row of shadow puppet trucks flew towards him.

Shadow puppet vehicles, such as cars and airships, are not in the "leathermaking category" but rather "shadow puppet secondary processing products", and the "peak of secondary processing" is the "mechanism peak".

Shi Zuo Weng should have known about this, but perhaps Shi Zuo Weng felt that this matter had nothing to do with the legacy, so he never talked to him about it.

After Shizuo Weng left, Guhuangzi probably thought that Song Yan only needed to learn leather making and there was no need for him to learn this "redundant" knowledge, so he didn't let him know.

The shadow puppet car was loaded with corpses.

Judging from their appearance, they are all newly dead servants.

This brought back some memories for Song Yan.

Before, when he was working in the leather-making chores at Nanzhu Peak, anyone who died in the surrounding area would be taken away by car.

For mortals, even if a person dies, his soul remains for another seven days. These seven days are enough time for the Puppet Sect to do many dirty things.

It is true that he is a member of the Puppet Sect in life and a ghost of the Puppet Sect in death.

Song Yan was sighing and was about to do his work for today, but he saw the last shadow puppet truck parked in front of the gate of the shadow puppet pavilion.

The disciple who was driving the chariot came down and clasped his fists and said, "Master Song, there is a batch of new leathers, and the sect leader wants to ask if you can make them."

Song Yan asked curiously: "What new skin?"

The disciple in charge of the chariot lifted the thick cloth.

Song Yan's pupils constricted slightly.

As luck would have it, the car was loaded with bloody "one-tailed fox demon skins".

The disciple of the Royal Chariot said: "These were all hunted by fellow disciples in recent days.

However, the strength of these fox demons is uneven, some are still at the intermediate level, and some have reached the advanced level. Master Song, can you do it? If you can, I will leave it here. "

Song Yan's thoughts raced. Test?

Not so much.

And the "fox demon skin" was indeed what he urgently needed. If he made a fox demon shadow puppet and hid the fox demon shadow puppet as he had done before, no one would know about it.

But
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I'll try!"

The Royal Chariot disciple smiled and said, “I knew that a leather-making genius like Master Song would not refuse.”

Song Yan smiled and nodded, staring at the truckload of hides with fiery eyes. After unloading them, he quickly cleaned them, and then specially picked out a "shadow leather of a fox that resembled a high-level demon beast" and began to make it with great interest.

at dusk.

Suddenly, a scream of the young lady in jade makeup was heard from the shadow puppet pavilion.

Then, everything went to chaos.

Song Yan's two disciples hurriedly ran out of the door and quickly looked for the elder who was on duty today. When the elder arrived at the shadow puppet pavilion, many people had already gathered outside the pavilion.

The elder stepped in, only to see Song Yan lying on the couch inside the small pavilion with a pale face, looking powerless.

"What's going on?" The elder was anxious and shocked.

He knew Song Yan's role. At this moment, this "middleman between the Puppet Sect and Nanwu Jianmen" must not get into trouble, otherwise, if a bad signal was sent out, it would ruin everything.

The young lady in jade makeup cried and said, "The master was making shadow puppets, and while he was making them, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Then he rushed out of the room that was usually used to summon spirits, locked the door tightly, and then it became like this."

The elder looked at the bed again, only to see Song Yan open his eyes and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "Don't open the door."

The elder narrowed his eyes, dismissed his disciples, and then opened the door to summon the spirits.

As soon as the door opened, a dark shadow swooped over.

The elder raised his hand and grabbed the black shadow with his sharp claws, then crushed it.

Looking again, I saw a broken shadow puppet of a fox.

The elder understood immediately.

Master Song couldn't make the "Fox Shadow Play" yet, so he was attacked back. However, it seemed that he was attacked back as soon as he summoned the soul, so this shadow play with the evil spirit was not very powerful.

After dealing with the trouble, the elder came to Song Yan.

Song Yan said weakly: "I'm fine, just take a rest."

The elder said, "You, if you can't do it, don't try to be brave."

Song Yan fell silent.

The elder said, "The fox furs are the supplies selected by the sect master, and they will be needed in the war. I will have someone take them away later. Don't worry about it."

"Take it away?" Song Yan said hoarsely, with a bit of unwillingness in his eyes, "Where are you going to take it?"

The elder smiled and said, “I have good news for you. Although Master Shi has not yet broken through the Crimson Palace Realm, he has successfully extended his life, but he is unable to leave the evil land.

This batch of fox furs was sent to him for him to make.

Now that we have formed an alliance with the ghost cultivator, he will do it for us."

The unwillingness in Song Yan's eyes disappeared, and he sighed: "If it is a teacher, it must be possible. The teacher is much better than me."

The elder said: "You don't have to belittle yourself, you are still young.

Take a good rest first, and come back to leatherworking when you are well again."

Soon, the elder left.

After a while, another disciple came with an empty shadow puppet truck and took all the one-tailed fox demon skins away from the shadow puppet pavilion.

Song Yan watched the truck leave quietly.

He thought of Grandma Fox and how he had taken some money from her "small treasury".

Although he didn't know whether this was a ruthless move or not, he felt that at this time, being a "One-tailed Fox Demon Shadow Play" was not a lucky thing.
In the next few days, Song Yan recuperated in the cave, and sometimes he would wander around the surrounding hills alone.

Using this time, he found an opportunity and was lucky enough to hunt down a fox that was similar to a high-level monster, and then made a "Deformed Soul Shadow Puppets".

Two days later, Song Yan "recovered".

Then he returned to the main peak of Paper Man Peak.

At this time, there were already very few disciples exchanging Xuanyu in front of the Paper Money Building. Song Yan walked over directly, showed his identity badge, and said, "Exchange all for Xuanyu."

When the disciple saw it, his eyes widened.

"Over 256,000 contribution points, all exchanged?"

"Change."

“Then I’ll just exchange the black crystal for Master Song.

One piece of black crystal is equivalent to ten small pieces of black jade and five large pieces of black jade.

how is it? "

"can."

Song Yan was familiar with this basic exchange rate.

The small Xuanyu can provide a normal cave for cultivating Xuanqi for one year even in a place without Xuanqi, and can also serve as an additional supply of Xuanqi when practicing in the cave.

Daxuanyu 2 years.

For Xuan Jing, it is 10 years.

It may be necessary to weigh it outside, but here in the Puppet Sect, there are standards.

The disciple of the Paper Money Building murmured and calculated, "Two hundred and fifty-six thousand four hundred and eighty-four contribution points, I will exchange them for 80 black crystals, 20 large black jades, and 16 small black jades. I will give you half of the small black jades in black jade beans, which means 800 black jade beans."

Song Yan nodded.

Although his storage space is not large, it is enough to store the black crystals and black jades in addition to the shadow puppets.

Just as he was waiting, a man suddenly walked out of the Paper Money Building. He was wearing a white robe, had a cold temperament, and a bit of inexplicable neurosis.

Song Yan looked over and clasped his fists, saying, "Senior Brother Yin."

That person was Guhuangzi's other direct disciple——Yin Wutai.

Yin Wutai said sinisterly: "Junior brother, you exchanged so many black crystals, aren't you planning to come back?"

Song Yan said, "Leatherworking is my lifelong love. I have already made this place my home. Why do you say that, brother? Moreover, the Nanwu Sword Sect and my Puppet Sect are about to form an alliance. How could I not come back?"

Yin Wutai frowned and asked, "What are you going to buy? You want so many black crystals?"

Song Yan said: "This has nothing to do with Senior Brother."

Yin Wutai didn't say much, just nodded. Seeing the disciple beside him looking at him eagerly, Yin Wutai waved his hand and said, "Why don't you change it for your uncle?"

The disciple then hurriedly took the box and handed it to Song Yan.

After Song Yan counted the items, he bowed again and left quickly.

Yin Wutai looked at his back and laughed strangely without saying much. He just turned around and walked a few steps before muttering, "Junior brother, buy as much as you can. You won't have the chance to go out in the future, hehehe."

(End of this chapter)