Chapter 157 156 Race Against Time, Meet an Old Friend by Chance (82K Words Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)
Chapter 157 156. Race against time and meet an old friend by chance (8.2K words - please subscribe for the big chapter)
Abandoned Wudi, now the front line of the confrontation with the Shanhai Monster Kingdom, bandit cottages
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."
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 she 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 "Zhennanhou" is located among the nine princes
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 what kind of maid do I want?"
Song Yan smiled and said: "This is my sister-in-law's home. My sister-in-law will naturally need someone to take care of her when she lives here from now on."
The beautiful woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "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: "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 quickly
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 Yan said: "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 faint loneliness in her heart. 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 fell asleep quickly for some reason. 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, 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 tightly, 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 got off the bed, washed up, and when she walked out of the courtyard, she looked at the Jinxiu Commercial House not far away, hesitated a little, but walked over.
As soon as she entered the commercial house, she saw the shopkeeper hurried out of the inner courtyard.
The two of them met each other in mid-air, and the confused look in the morning began to change in a complex way, and then they were both stunned.
The shopkeeper's lips trembled, and suddenly asked: "Next life. Is this the next life?"
The beautiful woman's breathing became rapid, and she turned around and ran away in fear. She was in a mess.
The shopkeeper caught up from behind, grabbed her hand, and said: "I won't let you go again."
"Let go! Let go!"
The beautiful woman struggled.
But slowly, the two walked together, the shopkeeper's face was full of happiness, and the beautiful woman lowered her head with a bit of shyness. The sun fell, and the figures of the two people cast on the autumn earth slowly overlapped.
In this world, what can't be changed by time?
In the distance, the young man leaned back in the most luxurious restaurant in Linhai City, holding the most expensive wine in his hand and drinking it in big gulps.
This wine is a real immortal wine, special tribute.
This body is only the seventh level of practicing Xuan, so it is still drunk.
Beside the drunken young man, there is a monk in a gray patchwork robe with his hands folded.
The monk seems to be looking at the happy couple in the distance with the young man.
Song Yan has two bitter sea minions, both of which were forged into his soul and body when he was on the coast of the bitter sea, and he can drive them at will.
And now, the first thing he does is to "accomplish".
Accomplish her happiness.
He has long stopped asking for such happiness, and he doesn't want to see the white clouds outside the Great Wall. But if he can make the people around him happy, he will still have a faint joy of empathy.
Such joy is worth floating in the air!
Bang!
He slammed the table and shouted generously: "Waiter, another jar of immortal wine."
Soon, another jar of fine wine was served.
The young man tore open the seal, drank a jar of fine wine in big gulps, then threw a gold ingot, laughed loudly, turned his sword into a rainbow, and flew towards the blue sky and white clouds while the mortals looked up.
A few days later.
Mojianmen, a hidden place in the back mountain.
"Elder Ma, this is my filial piety to you, hey." A monk looked flattering.
Another elder with a mustache in a white robe said "hmm", and then said: "Where is Song Han's?"
The monk hurriedly said: "Song Han went to the mortal world and said he wanted to collect a furnace."
Immediately, he laughed again and whispered: "Elder Ma, he fell in love with his sister-in-law, so he went out this time to bring her back to the mountain gate. This is what happened."
The monk walked closer and told the whole story of how Song Han killed his brother and framed his sister-in-law.
Surprisingly, Elder Ma actually nodded and said, "Well done."
The monk smiled flatteringly, "Although my Mo Jian Sect is not a righteous sect, if such a scandal is known to others, Song Han's future will still be worrying.
With this handle, plus your status as the elder, he will naturally take your Hundred Insects Pill obediently and be controlled by you from then on.
Song Han has good talent. He has achieved the seventh level of Lianxuan in these years since he entered the sect.
However, even if he is selected for the Qianlong Association this time, he will always be your dog."
Elder Ma smiled faintly, "Just like you, right?"
The monk nodded repeatedly.
Elder Ma looked up at the sky, but saw that the sky was gray and heavy as blue iron. The cold air had gathered in the air, and it was obvious that it was going to snow.
He waved his hand and said, "Pay attention to whether there are any talented newcomers with good talents and no background in my Mo Jian Sect recently. If there are, see what he likes. Whatever he likes, lure him, and then bring him to see me."
"Yes, elder."
After a brief conversation, the two were about to part ways.
Suddenly, Elder Ma stopped and looked in a direction.
But he saw a figure walking out of the gray mountain.
Before Elder Ma spoke, another monk said happily: "Song Han!"
After shouting, he waved hurriedly and said: "Come and meet the elder! I was just talking about you, and Elder Ma admired you very much."
Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly felt a strong sense of weirdness in his heart.
He suddenly remembered that he and Elder Ma met here and no one else knew about it.
The mountain behind Mo Jian Sect is very large, and this place is very hidden. Where did Song Han get the news?
At this moment, the monk suddenly noticed that Elder Ma's pupils shrank beside him, and he looked extremely frightened. Then he groaned and fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died.
The monk was stunned.
In his eyes, the young man came closer and stopped in front of him, then lowered his head, 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 already incoherent and stuttering.
Because he couldn't believe this scene at all.
Song Han was only at the seventh level of Xuan Lian, while he was at the ninth level of Xuan Lian, and Elder Ma was at the early stage of Jiang Palace.
What was going on with this scene?
Why did Elder Ma die suddenly?
And why could Song Han pick up his storage bag so calmly?
In his heart, no matter what, he could not form the idea that "Song Han killed Elder Ma".
Because this is absolutely impossible!
At this time, a faint voice exploded in his ears.
"Are you still not running?"
The cultivator felt his mind was shaking wildly, his head was buzzing with fear, and then he stopped thinking, turned his head suddenly, flew his sword, turned into a rainbow, and quickly went several miles away.
Then
whoosh!
He felt a hot gray light in the sky passing by, piercing his eyebrows, his soul was in great pain, and then he lost all consciousness.
Song Yan took off Elder Ma's storage bag, flipped it inside, his pupils shrank slightly, and he saw some strange pills, which seemed to be wrapped in insect corpses.
At this moment, Elder Ma's eyes suddenly made a strange sound, and a centipede-like strange insect crawled out.
Song Yan flashed his hand, and the strange insect exploded.
A solemn look flashed in his eyes.
Whether in his own cognition or Song Han's memory, it was clearly shown that the only force in this area that used insects as pills, magic weapons, and used to control people would only be the two-headed blue proud insect clan of the Shanhai Monster Country.
After a little thought, Song Yan suddenly realized it.
'That's right, whether it's the demon monk or the mountain and sea monsters, they will definitely think about infiltrating the ancient country's power, and this elder Ma is one of them.
He wants to further infiltrate by controlling some monks who have no background but are talented.
This Qianlong meeting is an opportunity.
And Song Han is naturally one of his targets. '
Just as he was thinking, a strange bird cry suddenly sounded in the forest not far away.
It was a bird monster, attracted by the bloody smell here.
Song Yan slowly raised his head, and a burning gray electric light shot out from his eyebrows.
Bang!
Bird monster, die.
Suddenly, there was another rustling sound in the forest.
A wolf-shaped monster is approaching.
Swish!
Another gray electric light.
Wolf-shaped monster, die.
Song Yan sensed it a little and analyzed it secretly in his heart.
He killed Elder Ma, the monk, and the monster just now, and tested the strength, attack distance, and consumption of his current power.
He found that it was not bad.
His lightning was a pure soul attack.
The soul he killed turned into a ghost and threw it into the surface of his soul, which was like a furnace at this time, and became a part of his soul surface.
Above the Purple Mansion, he didn't know.
But even if he was just practicing Xuan, he was completely invincible below the Purple Mansion.
Before entering the Purple Mansion, the soul was not combined with the heaven and earth, so how could he resist his soul attack?
Although his physical strength was a flaw, he could kill anyone instantly.
Moreover, his soul attack was now limited by his physical strength. As his realm improved, the attack of this gray lightning was even more terrifying.
As for the attack distance, it was roughly several miles, but the longer the distance, the greater the consumption.
In addition, consumption is also related to physical strength.
If you practice Xuan at the seventh level, the consumption is not small. If you improve your realm, you can reduce the consumption.
Song Yan thought about it, quickly put away the storage bag, and dealt with the corpse.
He glanced at the strange centipede he killed, and the bottles of insect pills, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
‘I didn’t expect that the Shanhai demon tribe actually planted spies everywhere and instigated traitors.’
‘I have to hurry up and leave here through the Qianlong Club from the ancient teleportation array, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. ’
‘Also, if there is a chance, I have to find out as soon as possible what state I am in now, and what I need to pay attention to when practicing in this state? ’
‘I don’t know if there have been people like me before? ’
If it was only in the Three Kingdoms, Song Yan could guarantee that there were no such people.
But he had jumped out of the small well of the "Three Kingdoms" and took a look at the vast world outside. He knew that anything could happen in this magnificent and mysterious Xiuxuan world.
And he knew very little about this world or his own situation.
In many thoughts, Song Yan quickly flew back to the cave.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the cave.
Song Han went out this time to bring his sister-in-law back to be used as a furnace, so he emptied the cave early, which saved Song Yan a lot of trouble.
He lay on the stone bed, closed his eyes and rested, and then called up the Mojian Sect's skills from his memory.
Possession is different from transformation and soul search.
Neither transformation nor soul search can obtain skills.
But possession can inherit almost all the legacy of the former during his lifetime, including the skills possessed by the former.
Now, he majors in two subjects.
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One skill, one spell.
The name of the skill is: "Water Ink Sword Classic", absorbing the mysterious energy, visualizing the painting, not seeking the sword to enter the clouds, but seeking the mountains and rivers.
The name of the spell is: "Silver Stream Sword Art", this sword art is completely different from the "White Snake Sword Art" of the Nanwu Sword Sect.
"White Snake Sword Art" and the subsequent "Sleeves of the Universe" both emphasize "sharp and incomparable, sword energy is crisscrossed", while "Silver Stream Sword Art" goes to the other side of the sword - softness.
If the sword is hard, it is sharp and incomparable.
If the sword is soft, it is endless.
If "Sword Opens the Gate of Heaven", the follow-up to "White Snake Sword Art", pursues a momentary burst, then "Water Ink Sword Classic" and "Silver Stream Sword Art" pursue continuous sword energy, like a long river, surging and endless.
At the Qianlong Conference, Song Yan naturally had to use the skills of the Ink Sword School.
Therefore, at this time, he naturally had to study this skill, a spell.
Soon, the panel appeared.
[Name: Song Yan]
[Lifespan: 141/8639]
[Skill] "Water Ink Sword Classic"
[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 only took half a day to become a "consummation."
‘Can low-level spells be learned so quickly? ’
'No! Not only that, I can 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" (Perfection) (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, causing the tall building to 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.
However.
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. However, they are only purely controlled bodies, but 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 growing in 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?
"Slave of the Purple Mansion."
"Ghost."
The Demon Monk who digested five-ninths of the Demonic King and Tiger Clan naturally also possesses the power of "Deviling 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 is one from the Mo Sword 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, then I 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. Coupled with the phaseless mask, it 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 of the sect 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 did not ask any questions. He just diffused his consciousness and paid attention to everything going on around him. He also paid 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 clan."
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 step into the ancient teleportation array in advance. ’
Just thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, because he saw auspicious clouds floating up, and the ancestors, the sect master, and the elders of the Mo Jian Sect all stood up on their swords, as if they were going to greet someone.
Above the clouds, fairy music floated, and female cultivators dressed as celestial maidens led the team, and three flying sedans followed.
The Mo Jian Sect ancestor who was in the lead said respectfully: "Welcome the envoy of the ancient clan."
Song Yan restrained his consciousness and just mixed in with the disciples, looking up with his eyes.
Suddenly, a strange connection appeared in his consciousness.
That connection formed between him and the last flying sedan.
This connection expanded rapidly, from the original vague to the firm.
Song Yan identified it.
It was the ancient blood slave symbol!
He never thought that the "ancient blood slave symbol" was still effective!
At this time, the gauze curtain behind the last flying chariot was also lifted, and a beautiful lady poked her face out from inside, with a hidden fear in her eyes, looking down, as if looking for someone in the crowd.
She was just Xing'er from the Ghost Demon Sect a hundred years ago.
Now, the mother has risen to a high position because of her son.