Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Although the woman in the green robe appeared to be younger, her cultivation level was above that of the white-haired old man, having reached the sixth level of the Nascent Soul realm.

At this moment, her gaze also fell on Song Qingming not far away, seemingly with a hint of scrutiny.

Seeing that the other person was staring at him intently, Song Qingming, who had already heard Zhen Yuning introduce this person, quickly cupped his hands in greeting and said softly:

"Compared to you two fellow Daoists, my skill in array formations is indeed not that profound, and I certainly dare not accept the title of 'guidance'."

I came here specifically to see if I could help you fellow cultivators repair the teleportation array and get to the Northern Mountain cultivation world as soon as possible.

There was no other intention; I hope Fellow Daoist Youlan will not misunderstand.

As soon as Song Qingming finished speaking, Zhen Yuning immediately chimed in, "Well, Senior Sister Youlan, don't underestimate this Fellow Daoist Song."

He had previously helped repair the intercontinental teleportation array of Xuanqing Temple, so his skill in array formations must be quite good, and he could be of assistance.

"Now that our sects are urgently repairing this formation, we hope that Senior Sister will prioritize the overall situation and not delay the important matters of the sect."

After hearing Zhen Yuning's words of advice, the fairy Youlan glanced around but didn't say anything more, nodding gently in agreement.

"Alright! Then let Fellow Daoist Song stay and help out. But I must make it clear beforehand that you only need to repair the part of the array diagram that was assigned to you. Please do not interfere in other areas without my permission."

"Then I'll leave it to Fellow Daoist Youlan to arrange!"

Song Qingming didn't seem to mind the fairy's skeptical attitude towards his "array formation skills" and quickly nodded in agreement.

Anyway, he was just here to help. As long as the "teleportation array" could be repaired as soon as possible so that they could go north to the cultivation world, Song Qingming didn't care too much about other things.

Soon, Song Qingming, who remained, was assigned a task by the Fairy Youlan: to repair a damaged part of the array diagram on the array platform, and he began to get to work.

The fairy Youlan paid no attention to him and focused on directing the people around her.

".."

Three days later, near the "teleportation platform".

After Song Qingming withdrew his spiritual power, he carefully examined the repaired array diagram before turning and walking away.

"Fellow Daoist Youlan, this is me."

"Fellow Daoist Song, I'm a bit too busy right now. If you have any questions, you might as well ask Yunjizi first."

While still busy repairing the array diagram in her hand, Fairy Youlan glanced at Song Qingming in front of her and pointed directly at Yun Jizi beside her before he could finish speaking.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming quickly waved his hand and said, "Fairy Youlan has misunderstood me. I have no problem. The array diagram in my hand has been repaired. Please go and check if there is any problem."

"You mean it's already fixed? So fast?"

Upon hearing Song Qingming's answer, Fairy Youlan was momentarily stunned. She then withdrew her magic power and turned to walk in front of the magic array that Song Qingming had just repaired.

After carefully examining the restored magic array, "Fairy Youlan" still looked somewhat incredulous, then turned to look at Song Qingming beside her.

"Fellow Daoist Song, did you really repair this magic array all by yourself?"

The array diagram previously assigned to Song Qingming would take about ten days to repair, even for a relatively skilled level four array master.

Song Qingming actually completed the task in just three days, which left him in disbelief. He looked at the other party with some confusion.

Why do you ask this question, fellow Daoist?
"I've been here these past few days; how could I have had the chance to go out and ask for help? You must be joking, Fairy."

Seeing the other person looking at him with a puzzled expression, Song Qingming smiled strangely and asked a question in return.

During these three days, apart from occasionally needing to go to the secluded meditation room to recover his mana, Song Qingming did not leave the vicinity of the "teleportation array".

Even if you ask someone else for help, it's impossible to avoid everyone's notice.

"This..." Fairy Youlan, who was being questioned by Song Qingming, couldn't think of a way to answer for a moment, and her face became a little embarrassed.

Hearing the two talking loudly, Yun Jizi, who was busy not far away, was immediately attracted and looked at the array diagram that Song Qingming had just repaired with some surprise.

"This is the array diagram that you repaired, fellow Daoist. It only took you three days. I never expected you to have such array-making skills. No wonder you were able to help repair the intercontinental teleportation array of Xuanqing Temple."

I have been disrespectful these past few days; I hope Fellow Daoist Song will not take offense!

Unlike Fairy Youlan, who still looked puzzled, Xuanjizi, another fourth-level array master, did not have much doubt about Song Qingming's actions.

Xuanjizi, a mid-level fourth-grade array master, had already discerned that Song Qingming's "array mastery" was no less than his own, and his words revealed a hint of respect.

Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly waved his hand and said:
"Fellow Daoist Xuanji, you flatter me. I only became somewhat familiar with these array diagrams because I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from several array masters at Xuanqing Temple some time ago."

"If we're only discussing the art of formations, I'm afraid I'm still somewhat inferior to you two fellow Daoists. I hope to have the opportunity to learn from you."

"Hehe, there's no need for seeking advice; it's just a matter of exchanging ideas."

Seeing that Song Qingming and Xuanjizi were getting to know each other better, Fairy Youlan, who was standing to the side, gradually withdrew her somewhat puzzled gaze and took the initiative to step forward and cup her hands in greeting to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you are too modest to repair this array diagram in three days. We hope that you can do your best to help us repair the teleportation array as soon as possible. We will be extremely grateful."

"Please rest assured, fairy, I, Song, will do my best!"

".."

After undergoing a series of tests, "Fairy Youlan" clearly changed her attitude towards Song Qingming, no longer showing the disdain she had previously displayed.

Xuanjizi and others held Song Qingming's "Way of Formations" in high esteem, and often took the initiative to come and exchange ideas on formations with him during the process of repairing the formation.

As fellow level four array masters, Song Qingming also benefited from this opportunity to exchange ideas with the other party and did not refuse.

However, the "Fairy of the Orchid" is indeed quite skilled in formations, and her understanding of the Dao of Formations is even better than that of Xuanjizi.

Unfortunately, this woman has a rather cold personality. Even though her impression of Song Qingming has improved, she has never taken the initiative to communicate with him about "array techniques," which is a bit of a pity.

More than two months passed in this way, and under the guidance of "Fairy Youlan", the "teleportation array" in the canyon finally lit up again.

"It's finally done!"

".."

Seeing that the "teleportation array" in front of them had finally resumed operation, the faces of everyone who had worked hard for so long showed a hint of joy.

Upon receiving news that the teleportation array had been successfully repaired, Zhen Yuning hurriedly brought Huang Siyuan, who was in Qinglong Mountain, to the canyon. Accompanying them was the Qinglong Sect's Grand Elder, Master Feihe.

Upon meeting, "Master Feihe" stepped forward with a grateful expression, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Song Qingming, and said:

"This time, we were able to repair the teleportation array so quickly thanks to Fellow Daoist Song's help. Please don't be polite with these spirit stones."

Upon seeing the spirit stones handed over by "Master Feihe," Song Qingming quickly stood up and waved his hand, saying, "Elder, this is unacceptable."

"I came here to take the teleportation array to the Northern Mountain cultivation world. My assistance is merely for my own convenience; there's no need for such formality, Elder."

Compared to the last time he helped repair the intercontinental teleportation array at Xuanqing Temple, this time, because the damage to the teleportation array was not serious, Song Qingming did not have to exert too much effort.

Faced with the fact that "Master Feihe" wanted to thank him, he quickly made an excuse to decline.

After all, he and Huang Siyuan were going to use each other's "teleportation array" to travel to the Northern Mountain cultivation world to find Song Qingyu.

Perhaps it won't be long before we need to use a "teleportation array" to come back.

In order to avoid trouble later, Song Qingming wanted to build more goodwill with the other party and didn't want to be looked down upon for such a small amount of spirit stones.

However, "Master Feihe" was also a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator, and he also valued the human relationships in the cultivation world very much. Even though Song Qingming tried his best to refuse, he still refused to put down the spirit stones in his hand.

"Elder, my wife and I will be using your sect's teleportation array to leave, so there's no need to give me these spirit stones. Please take them back."

I have long admired the Grand Elder's reputation, and I happen to have something I'd like to ask you about. If you could enlighten me, it would be a great favor from your sect.

"Oh! Fellow Daoist Song, what is it that you wish to ask? Please speak frankly. I will not refuse to answer anything I know."

As soon as "Master Feihe" finished speaking, Song Qingming took out a silver iron block from his storage bag and placed it in front of him.

"Elder, I obtained this item by chance from the Nebula Sea. Unfortunately, my cultivation is still shallow and I have not been able to see its purpose. I wonder if the Elder recognizes this item?"

The "silver iron block" that Song Qingming took out was the one he had obtained from the "Sea Azure Kite" he had fought when he and the others from the "Heavenly Dao Sect" were smuggling across the Nebula Sea.

At first, he thought it was some kind of magical artifact forged on the other party's body, but after some research, he found that it was different from what he thought. Apart from being relatively hard, this thing could not be refined by magic power.

After spending several years and consulting many people, Song Qingming still couldn't figure out the origin of this object, and for a time he didn't know what to do with it.

Having the rare opportunity to meet the "Flying Crane Immortal" who had attained enlightenment a thousand years ago, Song Qingming took out the "silver iron block" from his body again, wanting to see if the other party could recognize it.

When the "Flying Crane Master" sitting opposite Song Qingming saw the silver iron block he took out, he was initially surprised.

Then, like the others before him, he tried casting a spell on it, before frowning slightly and shaking his head, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Song, I am truly ashamed. I have never seen this item before either. It does not seem to be a spiritual object that we commonly encounter."

However, this thing is so hard that it must be some kind of high-grade mineral material. If you want to know its specific use, you can ask a high-level weapon refiner. That should give you the answer.

According to this old Taoist priest, there is a master weapon refiner at the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, which you wish to visit. If you are fortunate enough, you could ask her for help; perhaps you can then learn about this item.

"Oh! I wonder which esteemed person you are? I would be grateful if the Elder could enlighten me."

Upon hearing this, "Master Feihe" stroked his beard before continuing, "This person is named Madam Yuhua, and is a Nascent Soul elder in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion."

Lady Yuhua has cultivated her weapon-refining skills to the fourth-level high-grade realm. She is also a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who has been practicing for many years. She is definitely more proficient in these high-grade ores in the cultivation world than I am.

Unfortunately, although the old Taoist had met this person once, he could not say that he was very familiar with him.

I'll write you a letter, which could be considered an introduction, but whether it will be of any help to you is another matter.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion are known for their short tempers and difficult nature; even if you go there to deal with them, you should be careful.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder. I will do my best in this matter and will not force myself to do so!"

That's good.

In fact, it wasn't just "Master Feihe" who said this. When Song Qingming took this item to consult "Master Xuanku," the other party also guessed the same thing.

However, if one does not know the type of such high-level material, it is difficult to determine its use and value, which is something that really bothers Song Qingming.

However, such matters are often not something that cultivators can rush; Song Qingming will need to wait for a stroke of luck to get the answer.
-
In the eastern part of the "Northern Mountain Immortal Cultivation World," there is a mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

Nestled within this vast mountain range lies a blue lake over two thousand miles wide, resembling a bright mirror suspended between the mountains.

Above the blue lake, the blue sky, white clouds, mountains, and green trees are reflected, and the lake water sparkles under the sunlight.

Several large white birds skimmed across the blue lake, creating ripples, before flying towards a small island shrouded in mist and disappearing from sight.

This small island in the lake is surrounded by wisps of white mist that never dissipate. From a distance, it looks like a large ship floating on the lake, resembling a secluded celestial paradise. In a bamboo pavilion on the west side of the island, a woman in green robes sits alone with her eyes closed. Countless water vapors rise from the air around her, slowly gathering above the bamboo pavilion and forming a huge, transparent cloud of mist.

As the mist gathered, the sunlight above the woman in blue was gradually obscured, turning the scene into a gloomy one.

A deafening roar echoed through the air, and a thunderclap suddenly broke the clear sky, followed by countless raindrops falling directly from the heavens.

What's strange is that after the rain fell from the sky, it didn't leave any trace on the ground for a long time, and there wasn't even a drop of water on the lake next to it.

It was as if the raindrops vanished into thin air just before they hit the ground.

"Gathering water to form rain, sword energy is formless! I didn't expect you to have mastered the sword energy technique to this extent. If we're talking about controlling sword intent, I'm afraid I'm already somewhat inferior to you."

As a voice entered the bamboo pavilion, a seven or eight-year-old girl in purple walked in and stood in front of the woman in green.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the woman in green quickly cast a spell to withdraw the spiritual energy in front of her. Soon, the mist in the sky disappeared, and the sunlight shone on the nearby lake again.

"Senior Sister Yang has been cultivating the Sword Qi Technique for almost two hundred years. I have only been practicing for a few decades. How can I compare to her? If Senior Sister wants to praise me, there is no need to be so direct."

After the woman in green stood up, she bowed to the little girl in purple who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

Seeing this, the little girl in purple nodded slightly, and then said, "My master just sent a message asking you to come over. It's probably about the matter you mentioned last time."

The path to swordsmanship is incredibly arduous; few of our sect's predecessors have been able to overcome it in the last few thousand years. Have you truly decided to walk this path?

"Yes! I've made up my mind. Regardless of whether this path is viable or not, I will leave the sect and will no longer cause you any trouble."

"Since you've already made up your mind, I won't say anything more. Once you get there, remember to be careful what you say, lest your martial uncle seals off my Sword Heart Island again."

"Don't worry, thanks for reminding me, senior sister!"

Hearing a hint of concern in the little girl's voice, the woman in green smiled, nodded gently, and bowed again before stepping onto her sword and leaving the bamboo pavilion.

After the sword light disappeared, the girl in purple shook her head again, then turned and left the spot as if she were an adult.
-
Outside a market town on the west side of the "Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range," as a white light descended from the sky, Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan jumped down the next moment.

After glancing at the towering, cloud-like peaks in the distance, Song Qingming's gaze then fell upon the market town at the foot of the mountains.

"This should be the Golden Sword Workshop. Let's go inside first!"

"Hmm! This market seems quite large. I suspect some people will recognize us. Husband, perhaps we should take this with us, just in case someone notices our voices are off."

After Huang Siyuan finished speaking, she produced another white mask and handed it to Song Qingming, who was standing to the side.

Seeing this, Song Qingming nodded slightly and then placed the mask directly on his face.

The white mask disappeared very quickly after it was put on the face.

Song Qingming's originally ordinary face now had a wisp of beard, making him look a little more mature.

"This thing is quite useful when you're out and about, but it's a pity that it can't protect you from being detected by a cultivator's divine sense. Otherwise, I would like to buy more of it to take back with me."

At this moment, Song Qingming's appearance had changed drastically, and his voice had also changed to that of a middle-aged man, as if he had suddenly become a completely different person.

Huang Siyuan also put on a similar mask, instantly transforming into a completely unfamiliar woman.

“My husband’s idea is not bad, but if this thing can shield the divine sense of high-level cultivators, it certainly cannot be bought with these spirit stones.”

Judging from the size of the market, there shouldn't be any Golden Core cultivators guarding the gate. Let's hurry over!" After saying that, Huang Siyuan took the lead and walked forward.

Meanwhile, Song Qingming touched the transparent mustache at the corner of his mouth again, and followed behind with a smile.

The white masks the two wore were second-grade high-quality magic artifacts that Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan had purchased several years ago in a market when they were traveling in the cultivation world of "Donghuang Kingdom".

Wearing this item can not only slightly alter a cultivator's appearance, but also change their voice to whatever they desire.

In the years since I arrived in "Xihua Immortal Continent", I have been very wary of unfamiliar outsiders because of the constant fighting between the major sects here.

Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan were often recognized by younger cultivators in the market because of their accents, which caused a lot of misunderstandings.

It wasn't until they had this mask to help record some of the local accents that the two of them were able to perfectly transform into the local monks and avoid these troubles.

However, this magical artifact can only deceive cultivators below the Golden Core stage who are at the Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining stages.

If a Golden Core cultivator were to use their divine sense to investigate, this object would be rendered useless, unable to conceal the true identities of the two individuals; it would simply be a convenient tool for moving around.

Upon arriving at the city gate, the two looked closely and indeed found no trace of a Golden Core cultivator. There was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator leading dozens of Qi Refining disciples, who were checking the coming and going cultivators.

When it was Song Qingming and his companion's turn, they presented their prepared identities and quickly received a ring representing their status before slowly walking into the market.

This market town, named "Golden Sword Town," located at the foot of the "Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range," is one of the four major markets under the "Heavenly Sword Pavilion."

Although its size is not comparable to those super-large markets outside, it is still larger than a typical medium-sized market, about twice the size of "Chiyun Market" established by Song Qingming.

Walking through the market, one sees mostly cultivators at the Qi Refining stage or above, with very few ordinary mortals to be seen. Occasionally, one might see a Golden Core cultivator walking in the middle of the road, attracting envious glances from many low-level cultivators nearby.

After walking along the street for a while, Huang Siyuan saw a three-story inn ahead and immediately stopped, pointing to the inn's sign and saying:

"Husband, I think this inn is quite nice. Why don't we stay here for the night?"

"Okay! Let's go here then." After glancing at the inn in front of them, Song Qingming nodded and walked into the inn with Huang Siyuan.

The waiter, who was busy at the door, saw the guests arrive and quickly greeted them with a smile, walking briskly to their side.

"Gentlemen, may I ask if you are looking for a place to stay?"

".."

About half an hour later, Song Qingming emerged from the inn alone and went to the main street of the market.

After wandering aimlessly along the street for a long time, Song Qingming's gaze suddenly locked onto a small alley not far from the entrance of the market.

As soon as he stepped into the alley, he noticed several pairs of eyes staring at him from all around.

Seeing this, Song Qingming smiled slightly and took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand.

Seeing this, several young cultivators under the age of twenty quickly stepped forward and approached him, vying to speak with respectful expressions:

"Senior, do you need someone to show you the way?"

"I need to buy some spiritual items, come with me!"

Seeing several cultivators surrounding him, Song Qingming immediately tossed the spirit stone in his hand to one of the older men, then turned and walked out of the alley.

Upon seeing this, the man who received the spirit stone immediately smiled, put the spirit stone away, and quickly followed.

The others shook their heads in disappointment and then left.

After leaving the alley, Song Qingming led the man to a teahouse and went inside to find a place to sit down.

"Senior, may I ask what kind of spiritual items you are looking for? I have grown up here since I was a child and have lived in the market for almost thirty years. As long as it is available here, I will definitely be able to find out for you."

The white-clad man who spoke appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. His cultivation was only at the third level of Qi Refining, but he was very capable in dealing with people, clearly someone who frequented the market.

After ordering a cup of tea, Song Qingming first invited the other person to sit down, and then said with a smile, "Don't rush to buy things. What's your name?"

"This junior is Zhou Cheng."

"Zhou Cheng," Song Qingming muttered the other person's name, then took out a spirit stone from his person and placed it on the table.

Seeing that the other person's gaze was fixed on the spirit stones, and that they looked very tempted, Song Qingming paused and spoke softly to them:

"Besides buying things, I also want to ask about something. Just tell me everything you know, and this spirit stone is yours."

"Senior, please feel free to ask me anything. If I know the answer, I certainly won't lie to you."

"Okay! Don't be nervous. I just want to ask about things on the mountain. Whether it's right or wrong, just tell me what you know."

"What you're talking about on the mountain, senior, could it be Wanjian Mountain? This junior's cultivation is low, so I probably don't know much. If you want to know, senior, why don't I take you to the Imperial Sword Pavilion?"

There are many outer disciples from the mountain there; if you want to inquire about anything, they will surely know something.

Upon hearing the other party's suggestion, Song Qingming simply smiled and shook his head.

"Never mind, I have to go buy something later, so I won't go to Yujian Pavilion. Just tell me what you know, and I'll find out more when I have time."

"Well, alright then. There are some things about the mountain that can't be talked about casually, so please don't let anyone know that I told you."

"Don't worry, I understand."

".."

An hour later, the teahouse waiter noticed that the customers inside had not come out. When he went in, he found only a man in white lying on the table.

"Hey, wake up!"

After being nudged a few times by the waiter, Zhou Cheng groggily woke up and looked at the other person with some confusion.

"Wait, didn't I just leave home? How did I end up here?!"

"You silly child, you can get drunk from tea? Stop pretending and pay me for the tea right now."

When Zhou Cheng saw that the other party wanted him to pay for the tea, his expression changed immediately. He hurriedly reached for the cloth bag tied around his chest and found that it was bulging with many more things.

".."
-
Night had just fallen when Song Qingming returned to the inn.

As I walked up to the guest room and raised my right hand, the door opened automatically, so I quickly went inside.

After opening the soundproof barrier set up at the door, Huang Siyuan turned around and came to stand in front of him, asking, "Well, husband, have you found out any news?"

"I asked a few independent cultivators in the area, and they didn't know much about the situation on the mountain, but they had a general idea."

There are currently sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, whose strength is much greater than that of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Among these sixteen people, there are two female cultivators with the surname Liu who are at the Nascent Soul stage. Their specific names and cultivation levels were not found out. It is estimated that the Senior Liu that Qingyu came to find back then should be one of them.

I plan to personally visit Madam Yuhua tomorrow and try to subtly inquire with her about any news of Qingyu.

"Hmm! So many years have passed. I wonder how Qingyu is doing now. Has she already formed her Nascent Soul?"

"Hehe, the matter of forming a nascent soul is not so easy. In any case, I just hope she can be safe!" Seeing Huang Siyuan's expectant look, Song Qingming quickly shook his head at her.

Having cultivated for many years, he naturally knew that forming a Nascent Soul was not easy, so he didn't dare to have too many thoughts about whether Song Qingyu had already formed a Nascent Soul.

The following morning, Huang Siyuan left the inn early, while Song Qingming strolled to the "Imperial Sword Pavilion" on the west side of the market and handed over a pre-prepared visiting card. (End of Chapter)