Chapter 96 95. The good days are over (4.3K words - please subscribe)
Pansi Mountain Road, located in the Shiwan Mountains, connects the southernmost desolate land of Nanwu and the southeast corner of Xishu A small path, and this is almost the furthest distance Song Yan has ever walked.
If you think about it carefully, he can be regarded as traveling all over the Three Kingdoms with his own feet. The Puppet Sect, Tianyun City, the Imperial Capital, and Southern Wu, and now he is slowly moving forward like a little ant on the edge of the Three Kingdoms. OK.
The area where Pansi Mountain Road is located is quite high. Even in summer, it still experienced extreme heavy snow weather one night
Such a long road made Song Yan couldn't help but think of the first time he came here. Walking on the Nanzhufeng Trail during the boundary period.
At that time, I didn’t know what the future would be like, and I was terrified. But now, it was pretty much the same.
Fortunately, the accommodation environment has improved
From the hanging room of the tannery handyman, to the cold small cave house on Nanzhu Peak, to the independent hilltop of Paper Man Peak, and now to the empty space now Secret realm.
And the days are also leisurely.
From the daily "If you don't complete it, you will die" target, to working with the class partner "Junior Sister Wang" from nine to five, to the shadow puppet theater Xuan took his two apprentices, and now he can make leather if he wants to, and he can sleep until dawn even if he doesn't want to make leather.
As for life
"Hu"
Song Yan rubbed his hands and rolled the wooden stick with a whole clean snow deer stuck in it.
The deer body was not only drained of blood, but also blanched in boiling water and marinated in sauce for a long time. At this time, with the rotation of the wooden stick, the fat under the skin "squeaked" and dripped, and the alluring fragrance also appeared. Spread out.
In summer, on the top of the mountain, with heavy snow, sitting across from the beautiful lady eating barbecue together, and with a jar of pure mountain wine beside him, Song Yan couldn't think of anything more comfortable than this day.
Mrs. Ling is not a foodie. She has grown up eating delicacies and delicacies. She has long since stopped caring about them. Now the Bigu Pill is just right for her.
Seeing that Song Yan liked it so much, he took a deer leg, slowly pulled some meat into his small mouth, chewed and swallowed it slowly, feeling that it was nothing more than that.
But Song Yan was very happy eating.
It is a sense of freedom that a person is outside the world, his shackles are broken, and there is no need to pretend.
He admired the snow, ate meat, drank wine, and then drunkenly leaned on Mrs. Ling. He used his hands to pull her clothes and pants, and murmured in his mouth: "I am full of wine and food, and full of thoughts."< br>
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Ling said coldly: "Brother Dao Song, you should focus on restraint and don't let the word "obscenity" distract you."
Despite saying this, she still took the initiative to stand up. She let her long skirt fall off and became entangled with Song Yan. She just mentioned Song Yan from time to time to prevent her from losing control of her drunkenness, attacking at will, and ruining her cultivation.
There was a rustling sound, rolling up the heavy snow on the mountain top, and the luxurious silk skirt's silk pocket was messed up from time to time, but Mrs. Ling quickly sorted it out, followed by a few gentle reminders.
By the end of the practice, both of them felt refreshed and their bodies might be a little tired, but their moods were not at all lost and empty, but calm and peaceful.
The dual cultivation method of the Demon Sect means that those who absorb Yuan are full of energy and have a hot heart. If they are not suppressed, they will always have a strong desire.
But the right path, although it does not have much benefit in terms of energy, is obviously very helpful in terms of character.
Thinking back to the different changes in the two of them after Bai Xiuhu lost his Taoist heart, Song Yan vaguely felt that this sword cultivator really paid special attention to his character.
More than a month later.
On a branch outside the Snake Corpse Market, there was a pitch-black crow——the bodyless phantom crow.
Huan Ya stared at the empty and desolate "Ghost Market Place" not far away, with only a few empty houses left.
The swollen snake corpse skins under the exposed skin also disappeared, and the mysterious energy here naturally disappeared.
Click
The branch swayed, and the bodyless phantom crow got up again, whirled around, and circled around for a while, but it never saw a living person!
Suddenly, the phantom crow landed lightly on the ground again, glanced at the fragments of the mysterious gourd hidden under the fallen leaves, and then flew away to continue its inspection.
During this inspection, traces of fighting were found everywhere.
There is still some condensed blood left in some places. The monk's blood lasts longer, so it still remains.
But there was not a single corpse of the monk.
Suddenly, the phantom crow's pupils turned sharply and fell into a light of fire in the forest not far away, then it flapped its wings and flew away.
The firelight was candlelight, in a mountain cabin.
The phantom crow had only flown halfway when it heard a hoarse, strange laughter suddenly coming from the wooden house, and then heard the sound of flags waving, and the forest that was calm a moment ago suddenly started to fly with sand and rocks.
Trees were uprooted, mud and rocks were flying around, the sky was dark, and the whole place was like a whirlpool coming from the sky, shrouding the bodyless phantom crow.
And a huge purple figure nearly ten feet tall rose from the ground and grabbed the bodyless phantom crow.
The bodyless phantom crow is like a boat falling into a whirlpool. Even though it is still struggling, it still has no choice but to go to the center.
But the huge purple figure was not affected by the wind and sand, and rushed in front of the bodyless phantom crow in an instant.
The figure was not a person, but a purple corpse with weird hair floating all over the body, purple skin, bulging eyes, and a swollen body!
Of course, the bodyless phantom crow is not a crow, but a shadow puppet.
Sooner than later, Zi Zhi’s giant hands closed like hammers.
The bodyless phantom crow flapped its wings in a hurry and turned over to avoid it.
Dang! !
Clap your hands firmly.
The bodyless phantom crow managed to escape, but was knocked off balance again by the strong wind. For an instant, it was like a kite with its strings broken, and its head and feet were spinning in mid-air.
The purple corpse continued to grab at the bodyless phantom crow.
Seeing this blow, he was about to catch it, but suddenly, the purple corpse stopped moving, and the wind and sand stopped.
A few miles away from the top of the mountain, an old man with a fishy smell all over his body was being lifted by the neck by a man.
The old man looked at the man in shock, forced out a smile with fear on his face, and shouted: "Master Song Song, Master Shu Rao."
Click.
Song Yan didn't hesitate at all, he twisted his neck directly, and at the same time, he raised his other hand together, tapped his eyebrows, searched for the soul, swallowed the soul, a dragon
For a long time, he lost Open the old man's corpse.
No one in the Puppet Sect was innocent
After that, the ghost-faced figure in black robe came from a distance, whirling and landed next to him nimbly.
Mrs. Ling said: "All the snake corpses in Snake Corpse Market are gone, and the market has dispersed. It seems that the Puppet Sect has bloodbathed this place. They are more powerful than we thought."
Song Yan looked at it The old man on the ground said: "This is a disciple of the Blood Corpse Peak of the Puppet Sect. He is holding a purple corpse. It seems that he is also a high-level Xuan practitioner. He was taken down because he was old and had no hope of breakthrough. Sent here on duty
Just now, he was able to quickly detect the bodyless phantom crow, and then immediately responded
He ordered the purple corpse to take action, and he flew away with a mysterious talisman. Get away and report back."
Mrs. Ling said in surprise: "Then it's no longer safe here."
Song Yan carefully tasted the information he had just collected and murmured: "Not necessarily"
Mrs. Ling looked at him curiously.
Song Yandao: "If it was before the first half of last year, it would have been unsafe, but now it's okay."
Mrs. Ling thought for a while and said: "The Puppet Sect and Nanwu Jianmen have completely gone to war. La?”
Song Yandao: "To be precise, after the Jin Dynasty swallowed up most of the land in Western Shu, it is now sending its army southward, and the monks from both sides are hiding in the army. Whenever it is time to attack a fortified city, when the two armies face each other, there will be a duel between generals. Change to monk fighting.
Nanwu Jianmen was retreating steadily, but the Puppet Sect seemed to have discovered something in the north and did not fully deal with the south, so the south still had a little chance to breathe.
As for this disciple of Blood Corpse Peak, it was only because he did not want to go to the south to fight and get involved in the disputes, so he accepted the mission and came to guard here. "
After saying that, Song Yan disposed of the body casually and asked: "What is that snake corpse? Why haven't you taken it away yet? "
Mrs. Ling said: "Grandma Zhu did these, but I don't know yet.
Grandma Zhu has taken root here for decades. She has done many things. But what I inherited from her is just the idea of being a powerful insect cultivator.
Now that the Snake Corpse Market has been cleared out, Grandma Zhu's house is naturally empty as well. All I can do is control the secret realm of the Demon Swamp.
It’s just that now that I have only practiced at the third level of the Mysterious Realm, my soul power is too weak. Even if I have the idea of being powerful, I cannot control two secret realms at the same time.
If you cannot control the secret realm of the Demon Swamp, you cannot transfer its entrance.
If you want to enter, you can only stay in the surrounding area.
I remember that Grandma Zhu went to Zhudi when she was on the ninth level of Xuanxuan before she went to Zhudi. Then I am afraid that I need to reach the ninth level of Xuanxuan before I can start to control the secret realm of the Demon Swamp. "
Song Yan said: "There should be a lot of resources in the secret realm of Demon Swamp. You go to see if there is any peeling cream first, and I will go to see the blood pool there. After that, we will temporarily hide in the secret realm around here. .
After that, even if the Puppet Sect disciples come looking for us again, they will not be able to find us. "
From daily chats with Mrs. Ling, Song Yan knew that "if the secret realm has no owner, its opening may follow some rules." But if there is an owner, it is completely controlled.
The rumor that the "Magic Marsh Secret Realm" opens every ten years and only for one month at a time is just the time for "cutting leeks" set by the herding grandma.
As for a hidden place like the Secret Realm, even though there may be loopholes and may be noticed by others, it is definitely not something that can be discovered by Xuan Xuan practitioners or even monks at the Jianggong level, at least not by Song Yan himself.
Once hidden, it is like jumping to another world.
No matter how dangerous it is outside, Song Yan is always in a safe place.
Because of the demon aunt's shadow puppets, the "Painted Skin Abnormal Soul Technique", and the "Hundred-Xiang Divine Control", there has really been a qualitative change, which almost gave Song Yan an ordinary Jianggong realm. The invisible incarnation is really useful.
A few days later.
"Father, I have figured it out. It is not right to escape. The mistakes made in the past should be made up for in the future." "Sword Cultivator."
In front of Wucheng, the man put his sword on his back and put on his silver sword robe again. Then he bowed deeply to the fellow villagers here, and then he did not wield the sword, but just put his hands behind his back. , with long sleeves fluttering, walked out of the city.
His beautiful concubine also followed him and left together.
When he was far away from Linwu City, he quickly headed north.
These two are naturally Song Yan's shadow puppets.
Along the way, Song Yan plans to explore the secret realm and find the demon blood that suits him.
As for the Demon Swamp, he and Mrs. Ling have already gone inside to take a look.
There are giant crocodiles everywhere in the magic swamp, and the essence and blood of this crocodile is obviously biased toward "quick recovery from physical injuries" and "increased strength". Although it is not bad, it is not as good as the "King of Tigers" " and "Ye Candle Soul Worm" belong to two tracks.
If Song Yan absorbed the blood of the crocodile demon, he would be like a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west. Each side would be a little stronger, but neither side would be able to reach its limit.
And a "good combination of essence and blood" is countless times better than a "bad" one.
Grandma Fox is a living example. He dominates his peers at the middle stage of Jianggong, and he is not afraid of leapfrog challenges.
However.
The deeper Song Yan got to know Grandma Fox, the more he felt the terror of the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom.
He also doesn’t know what role the “King-King Tiger Clan” plays and what nonsense it has caused. After all, even Grandma Fox doesn’t know.
But whether it was him, Grandma Fox, or Mrs. Ling, they all understood that there were many, big, and scary things hanging behind the "Hu Clan".
Then again, Grandma Fox is not a "grandma" in the multi-tailed fox clan, she might just be a "little sister".
The domineering title of "Grandma" is far beyond her reach
There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the days are endless.
No matter how hard the shadow puppets outside are traveling around, Song Yan is living a life of "interest."
Pig pens, sheep pens, mangers, cowsheds, chicken, duck and goose nests, and even birdhouses and nests were all built, and even the riverside was home to many beasts of prey.
Just considering that monsters are difficult to control, there are no monsters here.
Song Yan made shadow puppets during the day, fried some side dishes, and drank some fine wine. At night, he and Mrs. Ling practiced double cultivation seriously on the cave.
Whether it’s for the heart or the kidneys, Mrs. Ling is a good candidate.
His little life should not be too comfortable.
Others need to race against time to practice, but as long as he is in a safe place, he can have longer and longer life span.
However, it is only longevity
Half a year later.
Late.
This night looked no different from usual.
In the secret cabin, the two people's shameless voices came again.
"Mrs. Ling, today I want to start from"
"No! The guidance method says that the posture must be right, four eyes, two noses, two mouths, two hands, so that the heart is right Yin and Yang, the laws of heaven and earth, cannot be changed."
After saying that, Mrs. Ling lay down carefully and straightened her posture.
Suddenly, she exclaimed: "No!"
But the sound was quickly drowned out.
After a long time, Mrs. Ling said coldly: "I won't do this next time!"
"I know, let's indulge once in a while." Song Yan replied.
Mrs. Ling sat up cross-legged, carefully regulating her profound energy, and then lay down.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, were as calm as children, without any evil thoughts.
At this moment, Mrs. Ling suddenly trembled.
"What's wrong?" Song Yan asked.
Mrs. Ling did not answer, but her red lips moved, as if she was mumbling something, or saying some complicated and obscure spell, more like the frequency of a strange insect flapping its wings.
Song Yan stopped talking and waited quietly.
A moment later.
Mrs. Ling was already covered in cold sweat. She took a deep breath of air as if she were drowning, and it took a long time to calm down.
Song Yan came up from behind and stroked her hair.
Mrs. Ling said with a pale face: "The Pilan worm clan has just contacted me
Human communication stones can only be used in places with coherent profound energy.
< br>But the Zerg have a wider spread distance, and they are spiritually connected
Previously, Grandma Zhu and Pilan Jiao Chong had a spiritual connection, and this connection point was based on Chong's idea of cultivating the power of Zi Mansion.
Now that I have integrated this idea, the Pilan Jiao Zong clan has contacted me directly."
After saying this, she suddenly shivered and turned to look at Song Yan. , said: "Brother Dao, do you know what this means? "
Song Yan said: "I know. This means that the person you are contacting may be a real old demon in the Purple Mansion Realm. "
Mrs. Ling said in a trembling voice: "It said that there are only five years left for the transaction. It asked if it had found you."
Song Yan:.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that his good days were over.
(End of this chapter)