Chapter 157 156 Race against time and meet an old friend by chance (82K words big chapter please subscribe)


Chapter 157 156. Race against time and meet an old friend by chance (8.2K words - please subscribe for big chapter)

Abandoned Wudi, now the front line of the confrontation with the Shanhai Demon Kingdom, bandits’ stronghold

Song Yan looked around, found a horse, let the beautiful woman ride on it, and then asked: "Sister-in-law, what are your plans for the future?"

The beautiful woman glanced at the surrounding bandit camp that was stained red with blood.

The great revenge had been avenged, but she felt a little confused in her heart.

She couldn't help but look down at her brother and asked, "Xiaohan, I don't know either."

Song Yandao: "The world of cultivating mysticism is unpredictable, and it is not an otherworldly place as my sister-in-law thought. If I take my sister-in-law to the Mojian Sect, if I do anything wrong, I will drag my sister-in-law down and she will never recover."
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The beautiful woman nodded slightly. After this incident, she naturally understood the monk's ruthlessness. If she went to Mo Jianmen, not only would her own life be in danger, but she might also become a burden to Xiao Han.

Song Yanhu said: "Sister-in-law, let me make arrangements."

The beautiful woman was startled, looking at the young man he had brought up, looking at the lot of blood behind the young man, and the rolling head, and then realized that the young man had grown up.

She nodded slightly.

Song Yan found a bamboo hat and put it on, put it on slightly, covered his face, and skillfully removed the robber's gold and silver. Then he pointed at his sword, loaded up the beautiful woman, and headed south together.

A few days later.

An important city in the south, the capital where the "Zhennan Hou" is located among the Nine Hous

A street that is not prosperous, but definitely not in decline.

Yaji was introducing excitedly: "Chief Immortal, don't worry, our Linhaicheng is famous for its safety.

I'm not bragging, everyone in this area now wants to settle in Linhai City.

But this thing is very rare, and it is rare that it can be done every year.

This is also thanks to the fact that you are an immortal, and the Marquis of Zhennan has regulations that say that the family members of immortals can move into this city at any time, which makes it much more convenient.

How about you take a look at this house again? ”

Song Han glanced around, looked at the beautiful woman, and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you think?"

The beautiful woman nodded slightly and said, "Very good."

She was really satisfied.

Linhaicheng is the pure land in everyone's heart.

She also knew how difficult it was to settle in a place like this.

This is Xiaohan's intervention, otherwise it would be impossible.

She has some skills and can cut clothes, and there happens to be a "Splendid Clothing Store" next to this place. Maybe you can try it. If she can be chosen, she can start a new life here in the future.

Seeing that the beautiful woman was satisfied, Song Yan threw the money to Yaren, bought the house, and then bought back two maids, and gave the land deed and the maid contract to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman grabbed the contract and asked in shock: "Xiaohan, you bought it, why didn't you write your name on it? And I, what kind of maid do I want?"

Song Yan smiled and said: "This is my sister-in-law's home. When my sister-in-law lives here from now on, she will naturally need someone to take care of her."

The beautiful woman couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Why do I need a maid? I'll just be busy here, waiting for Xiaohan to come back."

Song Yan smiled slightly, had another meal at home, and then left.

In the dusk, the beautiful woman stood in the center of the small courtyard, saying goodbye to her brother.

Song Yan looked at her and said softly: "Sister-in-law is still young. If I were here, I would not want you to be a widow and live alone for the rest of your life."

The beautiful woman smiled sadly and said: "I have been with your brother for nearly ten years, how can I still tolerate others in my heart?

Xiaohan, don’t worry about it, go ahead

Regarding your senior brother, hey, don’t be brave. My sister-in-law will be satisfied if you are safe. ”

Song Yan nodded lightly, thought for a moment and then said: "Sister-in-law, there is one more thing you must remember."

The beautiful woman said: "Xiaohan, tell me, I will keep it a secret."

Song Yandao: "Others only need to know that you have an immortal brother. Don't tell anyone my name."

The beautiful woman blinked, not quite understanding.

Song Yan said seriously: "Sister-in-law, you must remember it and never forget it."

Although the beautiful woman looked confused, she still nodded heavily.

Song Yan then used his sword to turn into a rainbow and flew away through the air.

The beautiful woman returned to the house. Although there were maids busy in the front and back of the yard, she felt a touch of loneliness in her heart, and the emptiness after a great revenge was felt in her face

It is the time when autumn and winter change, and the weather suddenly turns warm and cold, and it is most difficult to take a breath.

She is still young and has a long life left, but she doesn't know how to spend it at the moment.

Xiaohan has grown up and doesn't need her anymore.

She sighed softly, took another deep breath, and managed to muster up her energy. After all, life would go on.

That night, she collapsed early, but for some reason she fell asleep quickly. In her dream, she successfully entered Jinxiu Trading Company, and then slowly fell in love with the shopkeeper of Jinxiu Trading Company

She couldn't accept this relationship because she couldn't betray her dead husband.

The shopkeeper was deeply in love, but he couldn't force it, so he had to marry another woman as his wife.

But ten years, twenty years, and thirty years have passed

The shopkeeper's wife passed away due to illness, and the shopkeeper did not look for her again.

Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the two people, who had already grown gray hair, gathered together again and looked at each other. They had a thousand words to say and didn't know where to start. The shopkeeper said softly: "You won't marry me in this life. In the next life, stay with me, okay?”

The beautiful woman, now an old woman, nodded.

The two of them clasped their fingers together, only regretting that the rest of their lives were too short.

Oh oh oh~~

The sound of cockcrow woke up the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes, recalling the strange and detailed dream last night, and shook her head slightly.

She quickly stayed in bed, washed up, and when she walked out of the courtyard and looked at the Jinxiu Trading Company not far away, she hesitated a little, but walked over.

As soon as she entered the business, she saw the shopkeeper hurriedly walking out of the inner courtyard.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and their confused expressions in the morning began to undergo complex changes, and then they were both stunned.

The shopkeeper's lips trembled and he suddenly asked: "The next life. Is this the next life?"

The beautiful woman's breathing became rapid, she was so frightened that she turned around and ran away. She was so distraught.

The shopkeeper caught up with her from behind, grabbed her hand and said, "I won't let you leave again."

"Let go! Let go!"

The beautiful woman struggled.

But slowly, the two of them walked together. The shopkeeper's face was filled with happiness, while the beautiful woman lowered her head a bit shyly. The sun fell, and the two figures cast on the autumn earth slowly overlapped. .

Is there anything in this world that time cannot change?

In the distance, the young man was leaning back in the most luxurious restaurant pavilion in Linhai City, holding the most expensive wine in his hand, and drank it in big gulps.

This wine is a real fairy wine, Tegong.

This body is only at the seventh level of Xuanxuan, so it will still be drunk.

Beside the drunk young man, there was a novice wearing a gray robe with his hands clasped together.

The novice seemed to be with the boy, looking at the happy couple in the distance.

Song Yan has two of the Kuhai Emi, both of whom were forged into the body surface of his soul by him when he was on the coast of the Kuhai, and he can control them at will.

Now, the first thing he wants to do is to "accomplish".

Fulfill her happiness.

He had long since stopped asking for such happiness, and he did not want to see the white clouds beyond the Great Wall. But if he could make the people around him happy, he would still feel a faint sense of joy.

Such joy is worth expressing!

Snap!

He slammed the table and shouted boldly: "Waiter, here's another jar of fairy wine."

Soon, more wine was served.

The young man tore open the mud seal, took a big gulp of a jar of fine wine, and then threw a piece of gold. He laughed loudly and turned his sword into a rainbow, heading towards the blue sky and white clouds while the mortals looked up.

A few days later.

Mojianmen, back mountain, a hidden place.

"Elder Ma, this is my tribute to you, hey." A monk looked flattering.

Another elder in white robes with a mustache said "Hmm", and then asked: "Where is Song Han's?"

The monk hurriedly said: "Song Han went to the secular world and said he wanted to get a furnace."

Immediately, he laughed again and whispered: "Elder Ma, he has fallen in love with his sister-in-law, so he went out this time to bring her back to the mountain gate. The thing is like this."

The monk came closer and told Song Han exactly how he killed his brother and trapped his wife.

Surprisingly, Elder Ma actually nodded and said, "Well done."

The monk smiled flatteringly and said: "Although our Mo Jian Sect is not a righteous way, if such scandals are known to others, Song Han's future will still be worrying.

With this handle and your identity as elder, he will naturally take your Hundred Insect Pills and be controlled by you from then on

Song Han's talent is pretty good. He has reached the seventh level of Xuan Xuan in the past few years since he started.

However, even if he is selected for this hidden dragon meeting, he will always be your dog. ”

Elder Ma smiled lightly and said: "Just like you, right?"

The monk kept saying yes.

Elder Ma raised his head to look at the sky, only to see that the sky was gray and as heavy as steel. Cold air had gathered in the sky, and it was threatening to snow.

He waved his hand and said: "Let's pay attention to whether there are any talented newcomers in our Mojian Sect recently who have good talents and no background. If there are, see what he likes. Whatever he likes, seduce him, and then lead him Come and see me.”

"Yes, Elder."

After a brief conversation, the two parted ways.

Suddenly Elder Ma stopped and looked somewhere.

But he saw a figure walking out of the gray mountain.

Before Elder Ma could speak, another monk said happily: "Song Han!"

After shouting, he hurriedly waved and said: "Come here and see the elder! I was talking about you just now, and Elder Ma really appreciated it."

Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly felt a strong strange feeling in his heart.

He suddenly remembered that no one else knew that he and Elder Ma were meeting here.

The mountain behind Mojianmen is huge and this place is very hidden. Where did Song Han get the news?

At this moment, the monk suddenly noticed that the pupils of Elder Ma beside him were constricted, and he looked extremely frightened. Then he groaned and fell directly to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and died.

The monk was stunned.

In his eyes, the young man came closer and closer, stopped in front of him, then lowered his head as if no one was watching, bent down, and raised his hand to pick up the storage bag on Elder Ma's waist.

The monk's Adam's apple rolled and he said in a trembling voice: "Song Song Hanhan?"

He was incoherent and stammering.

Because he couldn't believe this scene at all.

Song Han is only at the seventh level of Xuanxuan, while he is at the ninth level of Xuanxuan, and Elder Ma is at the early stage of Jianggong.

What is going on in this scene?

Why did Elder Ma die suddenly?

And why could Song Han pick up his storage bag so calmly?

In his mind, no matter what, he could not form the idea that "Song Han killed Elder Ma".

Because this is absolutely impossible!

At this moment, a faint voice rang in his ears.

"Still not running?"

The monk felt that his mind was shaking wildly, and his head was buzzing with fear. Then he stopped thinking and suddenly turned his head, wielded his sword, turned into a rainbow, and quickly traveled several miles.

Then

Whoosh!

He felt a hot gray light pass by in the sky and pierce into the center of his eyebrows. He felt a sharp pain in his soul, and then he lost all consciousness.

Song Yan took off Elder Ma's storage bag and dug it inside. His pupils shrank slightly and he saw some strange elixirs. Those elixirs seemed to contain insect corpses.

At this moment, Elder Ma's eyes suddenly made a strange sound, and a centipede-shaped strange insect crawled out.

Song Yan dodged casually, and the strange insect exploded.

A solemn look flashed in his eyes.

Both his own cognition and Song Han's memory clearly show that the only force in this area that uses insects as elixirs and magic weapons to control people is Shanhai. The twin heads of the demon kingdom are the clan of arrogant insects.

After thinking for a moment, Song Yan suddenly realized.

‘That’s right, whether it is the demon monk or the mountain and sea demon clan, they will definitely want to infiltrate the forces of the ancient country, and Elder Ma is one of them.

He wants to further infiltrate by controlling some talented monks with no background.

This Qianlong meeting is an opportunity.

And Song Han is naturally one of his targets. ’

While I was thinking about it, a strange bird call suddenly sounded in the forest not far away.

It was a bird monster, attracted by the smell of blood here.

Song Yan slowly raised his head, and a scorching gray electric light shot out from between his eyebrows.

Bang!

Birds, monsters, die.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the forest again.

A wolf-shaped monster is approaching.

brush!

Another gray lightning flash.

Wolf-shaped monster, die.

Song Yan felt it for a moment and analyzed it secretly in his heart.

He killed Elder Ma, the monk, and the monster just now to test the strength, attack distance, and consumption of his current strength.

Found pretty good.

His lightning was a pure soul attack.

The killed soul actually turned directly into a ghost, threw itself into the surface of his soul that was like a furnace at this time, and turned into a part of the surface of his soul.

Above Zi Mansion, he didn't know.

But even though he is only practicing Xuan, he is completely invincible under Zi Mansion.

Before he entered the Zi Mansion, his soul had not united with heaven and earth. How could he resist his soul attack?

Although his physical strength is weak, he can kill anyone instantly.

Moreover, his soul attack is now limited by his physical strength. As his realm improves, this gray lightning attack will become even more terrifying.

As for the attack distance, it is roughly a few miles, but the farther the distance, the greater the cost.

In addition, consumption is also related to physical strength.

If you practice at the seventh level of Xuanxuan, the consumption is not small. If you improve your realm, you can reduce the consumption.

Song Yan thought, quickly collected the storage bag and disposed of the body.

He glanced at the weird centipede he killed and the bottles of insect pills, and a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

‘I didn’t expect that the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan would actually place spies everywhere and instigate rebellion.’

‘You must seize the time, quickly pass through the Qianlong Association, and leave here from the ancient teleportation array, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. ’

'Also, if I have the chance, I have to figure out as soon as possible what state I am in now. Do I need to pay attention to anything in this state when practicing? ’

‘I wonder if anyone has been like me before? ’ If it’s only in the Three Kingdoms, Song Yan can guarantee that there won’t be any.

But he had jumped out of the small well of "Three Kingdoms" and took a look at the vast world outside. He knew that in this magnificent and mysterious world of cultivation, anything could happen.

And he knew very little about the world or his own situation.

With many thoughts, Song Yan quickly returned to the cave with his sword.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the cave.

Song Han planned to bring his sister-in-law back to use as a cauldron when he went out this time, so he emptied the cave early, which also saved Song Yan a lot of trouble.

He lay on the stone collapse, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and then recalled the Mo Jian Sect technique from his memory.

Seizing the body is different from turning into a corpse or searching for the soul.

No matter how to transform into a ghost or search for souls, you can't get the skills.

But Suo She can inherit almost all of the former's inheritance during his lifetime, including the skills possessed by the former.

Today, he majors in two subjects.

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One skill, one spell.

The name of the skill is: "Ink Sword Code". It absorbs profound energy and visualizes the meaning of paintings. It does not seek to reach the sky with the sword, but to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

The name of the spell is: "Silver River Sword Technique". This sword technique is completely different from the "White Snake Sword Technique" of the Southern Wu Jianmen.

"White Snake Sword Technique" and the subsequent "The Universe Within Sleeves" all emphasize "sharpness and sword energy," while "Silver River Sword Technique" goes to the other side of the sword - softness.

If the sword is strong, it will be sharp but useless.

If the sword is soft, there will be an endless supply.

If the follow-up "Sword Opening the Heavenly Gate" of "White Snake Sword Technique" pursues a sudden explosion, then "Ink Sword Manual" and "Silver River Sword Technique" pursue the continuous sword energy, like a long river, rushing and rolling. Continuously.

At the Qianlong Conference, Song Yan naturally wanted to use the skills of Mo Jianmen.

Therefore, at this time, he naturally had to study this technique and this spell.

Soon, the panel appeared.

【Name: Song Yan】

【Shouyuan:141/8639】

【Gong Technique】"Ink Sword Code"

[Spell] "Silver River Sword Technique" (Xiao Cheng)

He looked at the "Silver River Sword Technique", thought for a moment, raised his fingers and made some gestures to mobilize the profound energy.

The "small success" on the panel turned into a "big success" in an instant, and it took only half a day's work to become a "consummation."

‘Can low-level spells be learned so quickly? ’

'No! Not only that, I can also easily control the trajectory of low-level spells and then learn them. ’

‘If someone uses other low-level spells in front of me, I can control it very quickly like the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. ’

‘It’s just that this is not the innate soul secret technique of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. ’

'Before, Tang Fan was able to imitate the power of Long Bo from the Multi-tailed Dragon Bo Fox Clan and use it to create the Golden Armored Godman. This alone was something I couldn't do. ’

Song Yan shook his head slightly, feeling that the "innate soul inheritance" of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan must contain quite a lot of secrets.

Suddenly, his mind moved again, and another idea came to him.

In the past, the reason why his spells could mutate was entirely based on the "Ghost Mysterious Root".

But now he is "Di Xuan Gen".

He lost the "ghost-type mutation" of the "ghost mysterious root", but he possessed a terrifying soul. Can this be further deduced?

After thinking for a while, Song Yan secretly analyzed in his mind: 'If in the past, the first mutation of a spell like "Silver River Sword Art" took about decades, then I will try it in a hundred years. ’

After a while.

Panel changes:

【Name: Song Yan】

【Shouyuan:141/8633】

[Spell] "The Secret Technique of the Silver River Sword - Hidden Jiao in the Qianxi River" (Perfect) (The first successful deduction)

An unprecedented panel change appeared in front of Song Yan.

The "first mutation" became the "first successful deduction", and the life span was only 6 years.

He felt it carefully, and after a moment he immediately understood the difference between now and before.

If the "Ghost Mysterious Root" is a mutation, it builds a tall building on top of the original spell, making the tall building move towards "devouring" and "illusion", thus turning into a more aggressive spell;

Then, the powerful soul is based on the original spell. It does not abandon the original spell, but makes further progress. In layman's terms, it's a bit like "the process of deducing fourteen and fifteen swords from "The Thirteen Swords of Death" in a story Song Yan read before traveling through time.

The former has become a new spell, while the latter is a deeper exploration of the original spell.

As for other "functions", they still need to be explored.

Which of the two is better or worse?

Song Yan couldn't comment, but the latter was obviously more suitable as a "sect inheritance".

Because the powerful skills learned by the former are impossible for others to learn.

For example, can others learn "Hundred-Appearance Demonic Body" and "Paper-cut Heavenly Palace"?

But the latter is gradual, which at least gives people hope.

Ran.

Song Yan has never been a person who likes to answer multiple-choice questions.

He decided to find another evil place after the "Qianlong Club".

Zhang Han knows how to use the Soul Locking Array and transform the "Ghost Mysterious Root". There is no reason not to try, and there is no reason not to "have the cake and eat it too."

But these must be discussed after he enters the ancient teleportation array.

While he was thinking about the "Qianlong Club", he spread his consciousness.

He can now use the divine sense detection that only Jianggong realm experts can use at will. Not only that, he is also in a state where "he can detect others, but others cannot detect him."

Without him, his soul power is too strong, it is crushingly strong.

How could anyone else discover him?

It was precisely because of this that he could easily spot Elder Ma, and Elder Ma didn't know he was coming until his eyes saw him.

‘There is no room for failure in this Qianlong meeting. I must race against time to get out of here, and I must not take any chances. ’

‘Time is running out. ’

brush!

Swish!

Swish, brush, brush! !

Many eyes opened at the same time, and all of them were monks. Most of these monks are in the cave, staring into the darkness, receiving the same information, and then feeding back separately.

Why is this so?

Just because they were all clones of the Zifu who were implanted with a "I read".

That "I-thought" usually suppresses their own souls and affects their thoughts. Now, after an unknown amount of time, these people have long become the slaves of Lord Zifu.

They work for the Lord Zifu, and at critical moments, they can even be taken over by the Lord Zifu. But they are only purely controlled bodies, but they cannot inherit any extra power.

Of course, such a method still requires some effort, but the Lord Zifu obviously doesn't care about this investment. Just because there are things in this land that he values ​​​​extremely, and he is strong enough.

These Zifu slaves report the situation here to you word by word.

On the other side of the darkness, Zifu, whose face was immersed in darkness, listened silently.

After a long time all the slaves heard this sentence.

"It will take some time for me to get here, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time.

You write down the names of all the winners of the Qianlong Club, find ways to get close, and then plant soul-chasing insects for each of them.

The soul-chasing insect was given by me and cannot be detected by the Zi Mansion.

The one above Zi Mansion must be on his own.

Of course, it would be best if you could establish friendship with one of them, leave a means of contact, and find out where they are going.

If someone is offended by your approach, write down the name.

For those of you who have achieved something this time, I will mark your achievements as a great achievement, and you will definitely be rewarded heavily in the future. ”

The voice from the other side of the darkness disappeared in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the voice selected several slaves and asked them to take the tokens to an elder's residence in his sect. When the door opened, the slaves showed the tokens, and the elder hurriedly welcomed them in.

No one knows the true identity of these elders.

The mysterious late-stage master of the Zi Mansion collected a lot of Jianggong realm ghosts, and let these ghosts take possession of their bodies to practice Xuan. After that, he practiced step by step, transformed back into the Jianggong realm, and successfully blended into the "Five Five Demons" in the South. Among the high-level officials of the "big sect".

Although there is a subtle infiltration between the Mountain and Sea Monster Clan and the Ancient Clan, this person's methods are particularly ruthless.

On weekdays, the great master of the Zi Mansion never asked those ghosts, let alone issued orders to them.

And now, the first order appears.

"If you find any elder around you behaving strangely and gaining strength by leaps and bounds, plant a soul-chasing insect on him.

Also, follow my instructions and wait for the opportunity to kill after the Qianlong Meeting.

Among those people, there is most likely an old monster mixed in.

You can't afford it.

However, as long as you discover him and prevent him from going to the North through the ancient teleportation array, that's fine.

Going to the Northland was his only way to survive.

How could I let him do it? ”

The ghost elders of each sect nodded frequently.

After a long time, the Zi Mansion began to ask some questions through the mouth of the slave, such as "If you gather all your strength, can you destroy the ancient teleportation array?"

But the result is always "should not work".

Because now the ancient teleportation array is a strategic formation of the ancient country, and monks from the Zifu of the ancient country take turns to take charge.

This is just like a general guarding a pass.

That "teleportation array" is their "gate".

The monks from Zifu are still there, how can Guan be broken?

Song Yan tossed and turned on the stone collapse.

He stared into the empty darkness, thinking from time to time.

He knew that the enemy he faced this time was the "terrible monster born in the sea of ​​suffering". It is the monster that understands people's hearts best and is best at arousing human desires.

Now, through the four evil beads on his soul, he can feel that the opponent is coming here with all his strength.

Fortunately, it still takes time to cross the Lone Smoke Wasteland and reach this southern land.

The other party's attention is now all focused on him.

And what about the other party’s methods?

"Purple Mansion Servant."

"Ghost."

The Demon Monk who digested five-ninths of the Demonic King and Tiger Clan naturally also possesses the power of the "Deviled Ghost".

"If he lets the ghosts seize his body, after a hundred years, I am afraid that many of the ghosts will have entered the Jianggong realm, and maybe there are some in the Mojian Sect."

“I don’t know how they will do it?”

After thinking for a long time, Song Yan made up his mind.

"Since the Qianlong Club selects talents for the ancient tribes, let me first find out which ancient tribes there are."

"If there is the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, maybe I can try a new path."

"Although I can't imitate high-end spells, I can still practice at the Xuan level. Plus, the phaseless mask is enough to prove my identity."

Early the next morning, Song Yan came to the sword-cultivation platform of Mojianmen.

This high platform is built in a place with rich mysterious energy and excellent scenery.

The stone tablets on all sides have ancient carvings of mountains and rivers, which are very freehand and very special. Just taking a look at it feels like being there, and feels relaxed and happy.

This sword training platform is the unique feature of Mo Jian Sect, and all the disciples love to come here to practice.

One is mysterious energy, and the other is the meaning of visualizing mountains and rivers.

Song Yan followed his memory and chose a place where Song Han would sit on weekdays. He sat cross-legged and meditated. He didn't ask any questions, but just diffused his consciousness, paying attention to everything going on around him, and also paying attention to whether there were any abnormalities among the elders or disciples.

Soon, he found a disciple.

The disciple's name was Liu Man, and he seemed to be quite talkative at this time, asking who was going to participate in the Qianlong Club this year.

However, in Song Han's impression, the disciple named Liu Man was not usually such a talkative person.

Soon, Liu Man came to Song Yan, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Song, will you go to the Qianlong Meeting this year?"

Song Yan's eyes suddenly flashed and he said, "Who doesn't want to go?"

Liu Man smiled and said: "With my junior brother's talent, maybe he can be noticed by the adults of the ancient tribe."

Song Yan said: "Senior Brother Liu, are you going?"

Liu Mandao: "Of course."

After a brief conversation, the two separated, and Liu Man went to the next place, with a bit of urgency in his expression.

Song Yan smiled coldly in his heart.

‘Young man, with just this little ability, you’re going to be a scout?

It's just that he didn't find out the information. On the contrary, he leaked the information and exposed his purpose. ’

A vague caution flashed in his eyes.

'But the demon monk reacts really quickly. It seems that anyone who wins the Qianlong Conference this year will be targeted and then encounter endless pursuit.

Maybe the demon monk is even more powerful. If he has a way to destroy the ancient teleportation array, he will definitely destroy it.

No, I have to find another way. ’

For a long time

Song Yan thought to himself: 'Although the continuous seizure of bodies will damage the origin of the soul, it is not impossible if I can bypass the Qianlong Society by changing my identity and enter the ancient teleportation array in advance. ’

Just as he was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, because he saw the auspicious clouds floating up, and the Mojian Sect, from the ancestors and sect masters to the elders, stood up with their swords in hand, as if they were going to greet someone.

Above the clouds, fairy music is floating, female cultivators dressed as goddesses start a team, and three flying chariots follow behind

The leader of the Mojian Sect said respectfully: "Welcome to the envoy of the ancient clan."

Song Yan restrained his consciousness and just mingled among the disciples, looking up high with his eyes.

Suddenly, a strange connection appeared in his consciousness.

The connection was made between him and the last flying chariot.

This connection expanded rapidly, from being vague to being extremely firm.

Song Yan figured it out.

It’s the ancient talisman of blood slaves!

He never expected that the "Ancient Blood Slave Talisman" would still be effective!

The gauze curtain behind the last flying chariot was also opened at this time, and a beautiful lady poked her face out from inside, with a vague fear in her eyes, looking down, as if she was looking for the person in the crowd.

A hundred years ago, she was just Xing'er from the Guisha family.

Nowadays, the mother has leapt to the top because of her son's worth.

(End of chapter)

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