Chapter 64 63. Thorn Fox ( words - please subscribe) A few days later. In the autumn rain, the white fog all over the mountains and plains appeared and disappeared, thick and thin, hesitating between the mountains and rivers, like a wandering ghost who was at a loss and didn't know where to go. Song Yan held up a dark black umbrella and looked down at the tombstones in front of him. The names of the disciples who died in the attack on the Puppet Sect were engraved on the tombstones. At that time, the four masters suddenly returned and the war was forced to end. But even if there was a temporary truce, the Nanwu Sword Sect did not dare to stay in the enemy's hinterland for too long, so many of the disciples' bodies were cremated nearby and buried. Patta Patta The rain fell on the umbrella, splashing and ricocheting, falling on the stone tablet, and flowing wildly. Song Yan held up an umbrella, his eyes quickly swept over the inscriptions on the tombstones, and from time to time he stepped on the sword to fly to the next place with a tombstone and continued to search.
He wanted to find a "superior" who "could not testify" and then insisted that it was a "single-line contact". Once he admitted a lie, he had to cover it up completely. No matter how much preparation he made for this, it would not be too much. He would never really trust anyone again. Shi Zuoweng's behavior seemed to still care about him, so he did not take him to the place where ghosts practice to suffer, but left him in the Shadow Peak. But things in the world are never either this or that. A cultivator of the first level of Lianxuan with low qualifications, facing the behemoth of the sect, the only choice is to hand over the "mantle". If he was in the right way, the sect would probably continue to train this little cultivator. But in the Demon Sect, "the crime of holding a treasure, in order to prevent leakage" is enough to kill, and the best is "saving his life, confined to a small dark room, practicing hard, and serving the sect". Shi Zuoweng certainly knew this. Assuming that his life span was still short, his choice would be as written in the letter: Don't come back, practice outside, and pass on the mantle. But Shi Zuo Weng didn't. He didn't even give Song Yan any preparation, and made the choice for him. The leader would suspect that "Song Yan killed Gu Rufeng". Shi Zuo Weng is so old and shrewd, didn't he think of this possibility at all? Of course. He thought about it. But he didn't ask at all, but did it directly. One thought is good, one thought is evil, when good thoughts and evil thoughts are entangled together, there are often different opinions. But if you are not a person in the game, how can you know the harm? How can you tell it apart?
Snap. Song Yan suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on a tombstone. The tombstone is located on a solitary cliff, overlooking the mountains and rain, and the scenery is very good. It is not easy for someone to stand a tombstone on a high place when the bodies were hastily collected. And the text engraved on the tombstone is much more exquisite than other places. Horizontal inscription: Prosperous for generations, soul returns to hometown. Vertical inscription: Tomb of Su Changyi of Jianmen, Nanwu. On the side, there are many names of people related to "Su Changyi". And one of them is "Seventh sister, Su Yao". Su Yao? Qi Yao? Qi Yao? So that's it Song Yan stared for a long time, and suddenly waved his hand to take out a bunch of white flowers that had been prepared long ago from the storage space, and then looked at the name he had just seen in his life, sighed, and said in a complicated tone: "Old man, I. Come to see you" Then, he bowed and trembled and placed the white flowers in front of the tombstone. Because he didn't know whether Su Changyi drank or not, he didn't buy any drinks. After offering the flowers, he continued to look at the tombstone sadly, muttering: "Now that the evil is in power and invading our human race, Yan has no choice but to let go of his obsession with good and evil, and join forces to resist foreign humiliation. I hope the old man will not blame me." He said so, but he knew deeply in his heart: a specious name does not mean anything. If he wants to confirm his identity as a member of the Nanwu Sword Sect, he must know the swordsmanship of the Nanwu Sword Sect. The Fu family. This big family in the mortal world has a complex relationship in the Three Kingdoms, and it is both black and white. It also has some face in the casual cultivation world. Although it is not as good as the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect that occupy the Xuanmai, it is definitely a big force that can be ranked in the Three Kingdoms. The family has been operating for hundreds of years, and its sphere of influence has long been not limited to the Wei Kingdom, and there are many clansmen in Wu, Shu, and even the Nanwu Sword Sect. Because of this relationship, the Fu family and the Jianmen of Southern Wu are almost in the same boat, so Su Yao felt very close to the Wei royal family when she met them. Fu Shirong, as the former wife of the general and now the queen, has a hurried return, which really surprised many people in the family. They said, "My queen, haven't you been in the palace all the time?". Fu Shirong then told the situation in the imperial capital. The older generation of the Fu family were all stunned. They always thought that "the second prince really died in internal strife, and the general was ordered to take the throne decisively, restrained Mrs. Hu, and stabilized the court. It was also a move of bearing humiliation and taking responsibility." But unexpectedly, the truth was completely the opposite! A middle-aged man with strong eyebrows and muscular body said: "Fortunately, fortunately you are back, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
This is Fu Shirong's third uncle - Fu Baoniu, also a rare master among the Fu family's Xuan practitioners. Now he has entered the seventh level of Xuan practice. At this moment, he looks scared. Fu Shirong's expression changed, and he said: "Third uncle, did Cao Zhengjing trip you up?" Third Uncle Fu Baoniu said: "We thought that King Wei could endure the humiliation, so we invited all the heroes from the world, and then asked King Wei to act as an internal agent in the imperial capital, creating an opportunity for us to assassinate Grandma Hu. Although Grandma Fox is a demon in the Jiang Palace realm, she has been giving birth to children for many years and has become weak early on. Otherwise, she would not be so cunning that people would not know where she is hiding in the imperial capital. As long as King Wei is willing to help, we can get close to it. When the time comes, with everyone working together, we can complete our work in one battle and kill the chief culprit of the human race. But if King Wei was helping openly, but secretly became Grandma Fox's dog, then our group would be in trouble. It doesn't matter if the body dies or the Tao disappears. Anyway, your uncle and I have no intention of breaking through the Jianggong realm. It is enough to be able to do something without regrets in these few hundred years of life. But I was afraid that the person would die and the matter would not be accomplished. But, Master Rong, do you think it is possible that King Wei did this to win the trust of Grandma Hu? " Fu Shirong shook his head coldly and said, "You didn't see his ecstatic state after killing the second prince. If you did, you wouldn't think so." Fu Baoniu sighed: "You know people, you know faces, but you don't know hearts. It seems that we need to think about it in the long term." Fu Shirong's expression changed and he said: "No need. He wants to lure you into a trap and catch them all in one fell swoop. How about we use the trick. I'll go back to the imperial capital and pretend to tell the secret." "Is this possible?" A white-bearded old man with a senior rank in the Fu family asked him with a stick. Fu Shirong said bitterly: "After I escaped from the palace, I was captured by the Puppet Sect and brought into the mountain gate by accident. I was also captured by a Demon Sect disciple and used as a furnace. So my character changed drastically and I realized the power. That’s all, I plan to work with him to create a divine dynasty protected by great power.” The Empress held her neck high and spoke openly about being "used as a furnace", with a look on her face that looked like she was about to die. Everyone in the Fu family was silent for a while. After a long time, the old man in the clan sighed: "That's really hard on you." After saying this, they thought of the person who returned with the Queen. It was an ordinary man with a scar on his face. They all knew that if Master Fu was taken to the Puppet Sect, she would not be able to escape. It seems that it was that person who rescued the queen. Fu Shirong seemed to feel something and said directly: "His name is Hua Rong. He is from Tianyun City in Western Shu. He has a complicated experience, but thanks to him, I was able to escape back." "Hua Rong, Tianyun City, Western Shu?" an old man murmured, "This is easy to handle. Your second grandfather was recruited to assassinate Grandma Hu and is already on his way back. With him are the masters of Nanwu Jianmen. It is said that Nanwu Jianmen has connected many forces in various places and left communication stones, and Tianyun City happens to be one of them when the time comes." Fu Shirong nodded, then hesitated for a moment, turned back and discussed with Hua Rong, and then explained his origin and experience clearly to the Fu family. Two days later. "Hua Rong! Do you have any news about him?"
The frosty and uncrowned queen of Tianyun City actually sounded a little excited. She listened to the voices on the other side of the communication stone and responded to them one by one. "yes." "yes." "That's right." "Abnormal?" Hua Linglong thought for a while, her thoughts went beyond "the name Taiyi", and then said, "No. He is just an amazingly talented warrior." After another conversation, Hua Linglong put down the communication stone and breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to hear from that man again. However, she had spent time with that man day and night, and she could sense an unspeakable mystery from him. No evidence, just intuition. However, she was not a "little woman looking for a husband", and besides, the man never admitted that he was her husband. Then everyone is busy with their own affairs. next day The sound of the carriage's hub turning slowly settled down. The old chariot driver raised his sleepy eyes, pulled the reins, and stopped the carriage in front of Fu Mansion. The people in the car were dressed in white robes and dismounted from their horses. There were many people waiting in front of Fu Mansion. When they saw the visitors, they all saluted and shouted, "Mr. Su San is here to greet you. Some of them are not welcomed from afar, and some are not welcomed from afar." The man in white robe smiled and said, "I just came here last month, and now I'm here again. Don't you find it annoying for Su?" Everyone also laughed. These two people were clearly Zhao Sansi and Wang Siwu who had gone to Tianyun City to hunt down the "remnants of the Puppet Sect" before. As for their true identities, one is Su Shenli, the third eldest son of the Su family in the "Southern Wu Sword Sect". One is Wang Shuangdao, the leader of the Jianghu in Nanwu. The two of them were naturally here to participate in the "assassination of Grandma Fox". At this time, the two of them entered Fu Mansion and went straight to a certain place without sitting down. When they reached a courtyard, they stopped and looked into the courtyard. But I saw a man sitting in front of the stone table in a daze. As if he felt someone coming, the man suddenly raised his head and faced the two people outside the door. Their eyes intertwined, and there was a distinction between them silently. Wang Shuangdao smiled and cupped his hands: "I said goodbye to Tianyun. I never thought we would meet here again. My pseudonym is Wang Siwu, and my real name is Wang Shuangdao."
Song Yan immediately stood up, returned the greeting, and cupped his hands with a wry smile. Su Shenli's eyes were as bright as lightning, he held the mysterious magic in his hand, took a step forward, and waved his long sleeves. The cool air was not violent, but it was like the returning wind and dancing snow, and the cool air rushed toward Song Yan. The mysterious energy passed by, making Song Yan's appearance slightly dazed, with a slightly blurred black outline vaguely revealed, but he returned to normal in an instant. Wang Shuangdao hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Brother Hua Rong, don't be nervous. I'll wait until you follow suit. Now, Mr. Su San is just giving it a try. Don't be nervous." Su Canli looked at Song Yan and said solemnly: "I really don't know whether your opportunity is a blessing or a curse. The purification technique of my sword sect can't break your illusion, but can only show a slight abnormality. Your illusion is really powerful. It seems that this is really the body of the multi-tailed fox demon. " Song Yan swayed, revealing the appearance of a deformed fox demon from the "Giant View". Then he smiled bitterly and mocked himself: "Mr. Su San, where did you get this blessing?" "this" Wang Shuangdao was immediately shocked and took two steps back with a thud. What the hell is this scary shit? ! ! This is a giant fox corpse that has been soaked in water for a long time! ! But he quickly calmed down and bowed his hands in shame. Su Canli walked around Song Yan and said with emotion: "It's so strange and wonderful, the opportunity that Brother Hua Rong has is really rare in the world. He was a martial arts master who traveled around, fought against fox monsters, was seriously injured and entered the Puppet Sect, escaped from the back mountain by mistake, and after his death, he merged with the corpse of the fox monster in the evil place, thus becoming a ghost cultivator. only." Suddenly, Su Canli's eyes were like lightning, staring at Song Yan with cold light, and asked word for word: "But you are a martial artist, how can you have the confidence to fight against the fox demon? And kill one?" After the fox demon, he was seriously injured and escaped? " The air became tense for a moment. Song Yanqi said: "Didn't you check it out?" Su Shenli asked: "What do you mean?" Song Yan said: "If you really went to Tianyun City to check my identity, you should know from Master Hua. I actually still have the status of a casual cultivator. I hid my strength back then because I was worried about being mistakenly involved in the battles of your monk world. This can also be verified at the Snake Corpse Market. I once bought a bottle of Forging Zang Pill for breakthrough from a fellow Taoist named Dan Lazi. " Su Shenli: Wang Shuang Dao:. Song Yan:. He was a little speechless. It seemed that Hua Linglong's little girl was really affectionate and took it upon herself to help him hide something. But if he is not a monk and his soul is not strong, how can he have such a chance to become a ghost cultivator in the evil land? Su Shenli coughed twice in embarrassment, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Hua Rong will wait here for a while. I'll come back in two days." Song Yan said: "That's how it should be."
Two days later. Su Shenli came back embarrassed again. This time, he investigated clearly, and with Fu Shirong's guarantee, his view of Hua Rong changed drastically. Song Yan took the opportunity to say: "Originally, casual cultivators only knew some small spells such as air arrows. Now that they have changed into the body of this ghost fox demon, although they have a little more instinctive magic and agility of the fox demon, they are still the same in the end." Evil. I have long admired Nanwu Jianmen. Now that I have become a ghost cultivator and have the opportunity to meet Mr. Su San, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to join Nanwu Jianmen and learn the swordsmanship? " Su Canli was stunned and suddenly asked: "Can you go for this operation?" Fu Shirong told him about "assassinating Grandma Fox". Song Yan nodded. Su Shenli clapped his hands and said with bright eyes: "Good man! In this case, why should our Nanwu Sword Sect cherish magic? However, the day of assassinating the fox is approaching. Please wait until I ask the master before passing on You have a powerful instant swordsmanship." Song Yan bowed deeply and said, "Thank you very much!"