Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 1080 Reencounter with Xuanfeng, the Three-Year Agreement

Upon hearing the other party suddenly call out "Third Grand Uncle," Song Qingming, who was standing opposite, was stunned and looked at the person in front of him with disbelief in his eyes.

As the seventh-ranking cultivator in the "Qing" generation of the family, Song Qingming is the title used by the entire Song family of "Funiu Mountain" to refer to their ancestor.

Whether it's a great-uncle or a great-great-uncle, they are almost always addressed with the honorific "seven" in their generational name.

Besides, the only people in the entire clan who could call Song Qingming "Third Grand Uncle" were a few direct descendants of the fourth brother's lineage in the family down the mountain.

Although the "man in black robes" before him had changed quite a bit in appearance compared to years ago, Song Qingming quickly recalled his identity from his memories and asked incredulously:

"Are you Xuanfeng?"

"Song Xuanfeng, an unfilial descendant of the Song family of Funiu Mountain, pays respects to the clan head!"

Seeing that Song Qingming had recognized him, Song Xuanfeng, his face filled with excitement, immediately knelt down.

Looking at Song Xuanfeng in front of him, Song Qingming frowned, feeling quite puzzled.

Why did Song Xuanfeng, who had been dead for over a hundred years in the family's "Qilin Pavilion," suddenly appear here and become a Nascent Soul demon that strikes fear into the hearts of countless cultivators?

Back then, Song Xuanfeng, who was still at the Foundation Establishment stage, unfortunately encountered a Golden Core demonic cultivator who went missing while carrying out a family mission.

Later, when Song Qingyu led the family cultivators to wipe out the demonic cultivators, although they did not find Song Xuanfeng's body, almost everyone in the family thought that he had died at the hands of those demonic cultivators.

Because of this, Song Qingyu felt guilty for a long time.

When Song Qingming returned and learned the news, he took it upon himself to hang Song Xuanfeng's portrait as a family achievement in the "Qilin Pavilion" on the mountain.

For over a century, countless descendants of the Song family have visited the "Qilin Pavilion" to pay tribute to this ancestor who died fighting for the family.

Even Song Qingming himself did not expect that his junior, Song Xuanfeng, whom he had long lamented, would actually choose to join the demonic cultivators and even successfully form his Nascent Soul and live to this day.

Even though Song Qingming still found it hard to believe, seeing Song Xuanfeng kneeling in front of him, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

After a moment of silence, Song Qingming stepped forward to help the other person up, then calmly continued to ask:
"Xuanfeng, did you see Siyue and the others at Black Wind Workshop back then?"

Decades ago, when Song Siyue and Song Yuqin traveled to the "Black Wind Workshop" in Changping Kingdom, they encountered a person who resembled Song Xuanfeng.

Later, when Song Qingming learned of this, he personally went to "Black Wind Workshop" to investigate.

However, even after spending several months searching deep into the "Phantom Sea Desert," he and Huang Siyuan still couldn't find any trace of Song Xuanfeng, and at one point thought it was just a coincidence that they had mistaken him for someone else.

It wasn't until he saw Song Xuanfeng again and Song Qingming asked him about it that he nodded slightly and admitted to it.

"Back then, I was possessed by a demon and went astray, practicing demonic arts. I was too ashamed to face my family, which is why I dared not acknowledge Siyue and the others."

Third Uncle, Xuanfeng has failed the family and your years of teachings. I have only been able to live on in this world because I have no choice in the matter.

"If I could see you again in my lifetime, I would die without regrets."

After saying these words, Song Xuanfeng's expression turned calm. He then lowered his head to Song Qingming, seemingly prepared to face the other party's judgment on his fate.

To Song Xuanfeng's surprise, the family patriarch beside him simply patted the other's shoulder lightly, without much blame in his eyes.

"If you hadn't intervened just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be standing here safely. Don't overthink it."

Xuanfeng, no matter what happened to you, since you still acknowledge me as your elder, the family will not abandon you!

The army of cultivators outside is probably coming soon. You should leave first. We can discuss things further when we get back.

Here, take this talisman for now. I'll try to contact you when I have the chance!

Previously, he had been driven to the brink of despair by the woman in white. If Song Xuanfeng hadn't suddenly intervened to save him, Song Qingming would never have had the chance to activate the talisman and turn the tide of the battle.

Although he knew that Song Xuanfeng in front of him had switched to demonic cultivation techniques and become a Nascent Soul demon that was intolerable to righteous cultivators.

However, Song Qingming still believed in his heart that this junior in front of him was different from other demonic cultivators and had not completely extinguished his conscience.

Faced with Song Xuanfeng, who was sincerely admitting his mistake, Song Qingming did not blame him at all. He simply took out a "transmission talisman" and handed it to him, telling him to escape from here immediately.

Otherwise, if Song Xuanfeng were to be spotted by "Qingyu Zhenren" and the others who had rushed over from outside, it wouldn't be so easy for him to escape given his cultivation level.

"Third Grand Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Alright, we can talk about it when we meet later. Now, let's go!"

Seeing that Song Xuanfeng was still somewhat hesitant, Song Qingming directly handed the "transmission talisman" to him and then urged him on.

Seeing this, Song Xuanfeng nodded slightly and put away the somewhat heavy "transmission talisman" in his hand.

But just as Song Xuanfeng turned to leave, a white-clad figure suddenly flew from the void ahead and blocked his way.

"Who exactly are you, and why are you helping a human cultivator?!"

The newcomer was the white-clad woman who had just been ambushed by Song Xuanfeng. At this moment, not only were her clothes torn in many places, but a trace of blood was also oozing from the corner of her mouth, indicating that the attack had clearly injured her quite badly.

The woman in white, who was in mid-air, stopped Song Xuanfeng and questioned him angrily, still finding it hard to believe that he had just betrayed her.

Because it had been sealed for many years, the physical body of the "Crimson Primordial Saint Demon" had long been destroyed, leaving only its primordial spirit.

When he brought Song Xuanfeng here, he had already clearly told the woman in white that the other party was just a physical puppet he had prepared for himself.

Upon returning to the Holy Realm, the "Crimson Origin Holy Demon" will choose to possess Song Xuanfeng at any time to control his physical body.

Although in the battle of Liefeng Mountain not long ago, "Crimson Origin Saint Demon" died at the hands of Song Qingming.

But as a true demon from the upper realm, he couldn't possibly not have left himself a backup plan.

Therefore, when the woman in white saw Song Xuanfeng appear, she mistook him for the "Crimson Origin Saint Demon" who had successfully possessed her body and asked him to help deal with Song Qingming, whom she was controlling.

What she didn't expect was that when Song Xuanfeng saw his ancestor Song Qingming, he would not hesitate to help him and instead launch a sneak attack on the woman in white.

At this moment, the woman in white realized that the person in front of her was not the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" she knew.

But she still couldn't understand why Song Xuanfeng, a demonic cultivator, would help human cultivators fight against her.

Faced with the white-clad woman's questioning, Song Xuanfeng calmly replied, "I am originally a human cultivator. You ask me why I helped him? Do you expect me to help you possess my body?"

"I never imagined that this piece of trash, Chi Yuan, would actually fall into the hands of a puppet body like you."

Even if I fail to complete the plan, don't be too happy. No one will leave here alive today!

Upon hearing Song Xuanfeng's reply, the white-clad woman, her face contorted with anger, immediately cast a spell, activating the two flying swords beside her, and launched an attack towards the opponent's location.

Seeing the flying sword about to reach him, Song Xuanfeng's body flickered with crimson light, and a cloud of blood mist immediately emerged, coalescing into a crimson shield to block his path.

Although the woman in white was seriously injured, her cultivation level far surpassed that of Song Xuanfeng, who had only recently formed his Nascent Soul. With just one sword strike, she directly knocked him back from mid-air.

Just as the woman in white was about to press her advantage with her flying sword, a huge bronze mirror suddenly appeared in front of Song Xuanfeng, easily blocking all the flying swords that were chasing after him.

"You go first! I'll handle her."

After intercepting the white-clad woman's flying sword, Song Qingming once again urged Song Xuanfeng with a telepathic message, and the latter immediately turned into a streak of blood and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing Song Xuanfeng turn and flee, the woman in white wanted to chase after him, but was once again blocked by the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror". She could only watch the blood-red light in mid-air disappear before her eyes.

Seeing that Song Xuanfeng had successfully escaped, Song Qingming, who was still on the battlefield, breathed a sigh of relief and then focused on dealing with the woman in white in front of him.

After their previous battle, both Song Qingming and the woman in white had nearly exhausted their magical power.

Having been ambushed and seriously injured by Song Xuanfeng, the white-clad woman's aura was clearly unstable, and even the power of her flying sword had decreased considerably.

On Song Qingming's side, although he had also exhausted most of his mana in the previous battle in order to activate the fourth-grade high-quality spirit talisman in his hand.

However, by relying on the fragments of the map on his body to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, Song Qingming was able to secretly recover a portion of his magical power.

At this moment, he fought the woman in white again. Not only did he not fall into a disadvantageous position, but he also found it much easier than before. He tightly entangled her, preventing her from having a chance to pursue the fleeing Song Xuanfeng.

Just as Song Qingming was fighting the woman in white, several streaks of light suddenly flew in from the stone platform in the distance.

Upon closer inspection, Song Qingming discovered that the leader was actually one of the other late-stage Nascent Soul demons who were with the woman in white, and they were rapidly approaching the battlefield where they were.

Following behind the Nascent Soul Demon Lord were several streaks of light, which, judging from their aura, should be righteous cultivators led by "Qingyu Zhenren".

Seeing that the demonic cultivators in the valley ahead had begun to retreat, Song Qingming was overjoyed and immediately retrieved his natal magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," to protect himself.

They wanted to take advantage of the situation to leave the battlefield and reunite with "Master Qingyu" and others.

Upon discovering that Song Qingming was trying to escape, the woman in white once again activated her flying sword and chased after him, blocking him in mid-air.

Song Qingming was also prepared for this, and immediately took out the "Illusionary Heart Bell" and quickly shook the bell in his hand at the white-clothed woman not far away.

A series of crisp "ding-a-ling" sounds rang out, and the woman in white immediately felt a sharp pain in her sea of ​​consciousness, involuntarily stopping the control of the flying sword in her hand.

Seeing such a golden opportunity, Song Qingming naturally wouldn't let it slip by. The moment he broke free from the flying sword's entanglement, he used his escape technique to instantly vanish from his spot and flee into the distance. "I told you, you're not leaving today!"

The woman in white, who was standing still, saw that Song Qingming was about to escape and leave. She shouted angrily at the air and then suddenly raised her hand and released a "white disc".

The "white disc" shot rapidly toward the sky above the stone platform not far away, and then a powerful aura suddenly erupted around the entire stone platform.

While Song Qingming was still in mid-air, he suddenly noticed a semi-transparent white light shield appear in front of him, blocking him not far from the stone platform.

Seeing this, Song Qingming immediately activated the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" to try to break through the white light shield in front of him and escape.

But to his surprise, the "white light shield" in front of him was far more solid than Song Qingming had imagined.

Faced with the powerful golden light emitted from the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," the suddenly appearing "white light shield" didn't even budge.

Not only that, after being hit, it also reflected the golden light released by Song Qingming, almost hitting him when he was caught off guard in mid-air.

The next moment, before Song Qingming could continue attacking the shield, a powerful suction force suddenly came from behind him, causing his figure to uncontrollably retreat.

Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly cast a spell to release a protective shield of spiritual light to resist the enormous suction force coming from behind.

Even though Song Qingming had used all his magic, the suction force behind him grew stronger and stronger, and soon he was forced to take several steps back after he had just stabilized his body.

"What the hell? Has this woman gone mad? We haven't even arrived yet, how come she's already activated the formation?"

The woman in yellow, who had just arrived from afar, changed her expression upon seeing the "white light shield" that suddenly appeared on the stone platform in front of her, and couldn't help but shout out.

The white-haired old man standing next to her was also staring ahead in shock.

"The teleportation array has been activated. We don't have the Sacred Star Disc, so we can't get in for the time being. Let's all try to save our own lives!"

Looking at the activated "white light shield" in front of him, the white-haired old man sent a telepathic message to the woman beside him, then turned his escape light around and fled the valley in another direction.

Seeing that the white-haired old man had chosen to flee first, the woman in yellow hesitated for a moment, then quickly made her own choice and slipped away from the spot.

Following behind the two demonic cultivators, "Qingyu Daoist" saw that Song Qingming seemed to be trapped in the formation in front of him. They didn't bother to pursue the two women in yellow and immediately used their escape light to rush over to him.

When "Qingyu Daoist" and the others arrived near the white light shield, Song Qingming, who was trapped inside the shield, had already been drawn to the vicinity of the stone platform.

The white-clad woman, who was in the middle of the stone platform and holding a jade plate, suddenly had a white vortex appear in front of her, and then she was sucked into the vortex.

"Could this be a spatial teleportation array?!"

Looking at the white vortex not far behind him, Song Qingming once again poured all his magic power into his own magic shield, trying to get away from the other party.

Even though Song Qingming had used all his strength, he still couldn't break free from the enormous suction force behind him.

Just as Song Qingming approached the "white vortex," a beam of white light suddenly shot out from within, instantly engulfing Song Qingming entirely into the vortex.

Just after Song Qingming's figure was swallowed by the "white vortex", the white light shield that had been blocking "Qingyu Zhenren" and the others also quickly disappeared.

The next moment, the entire area around the stone platform fell silent, and not a single person could be seen.

"Fellow Daoist Song!"

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"boom!"

"Dangmo Mountain" is located in a courtyard behind Changnan Town.

Looking at the several half-finished teacups that had broken on the ground, Huang Siyuan couldn't help but sigh at her carelessness.

Lately, she doesn't know what's wrong with her, but she always feels a bit restless inside. Even though she is already a Golden Core cultivator, she always finds herself suddenly drifting off into thought.

Just as she bent down to clean up the broken pieces on the ground, a figure suddenly walked in from outside the door. Upon seeing the person, Huang Siyuan quickly stood up and bowed apologetically.

"Siyuan greets you, senior. I am truly sorry. I accidentally broke these. Please punish me!"

"There are no seniors here. If you come in the future, just call me Grandma, just like Tao Yu does."

Grandma Jin Yue didn't seem to care about the teacups Huang Siyuan had broken. She quickly waved her hand at her and then continued speaking with a smile:

"It's just a few clay figurines, nothing valuable, so don't overthink it. I'm a bit tired anyway."

How about I punish you by having you brew a pot of spiritual tea later?

"Siyuan will gladly serve her mother-in-law's orders!"

Upon hearing "Grandma Jin Yue's" words of comfort, Huang Siyuan quickly nodded in response and then followed her to the small courtyard outside the house.

Tao Yu, who was still selecting porcelain clay in the courtyard, saw Huang Siyuan brewing tea not far away. Sensing the aroma, she immediately dropped what she was doing and came over to her.

"What kind of spiritual tea did Sister Siyuan bring today? It smells so special; it's the first time I've ever smelled it!"

"You silly girl, you don't have to be in such a hurry to drink tea! You're all dirty, you don't look like someone who appreciates tea. Go wash your hands right now."

Seeing the pottery jade still covered in mud, "Grandma Jin Yue" immediately criticized it.

“Every time I want to have some tea, my mother-in-law has so many rules. It’s such a hassle.”

Although she sounded a little aggrieved, Tao Yu obediently walked to the pool and washed her hands clean before returning to the stone table.

Since meeting "Grandma Jin Yue," who lives in seclusion in the small town, a few months ago, Huang Siyuan felt that she had some kind of connection with the two and would often visit them when she had free time.

Besides enjoying tea and chatting with them, Huang Siyuan also developed an interest in this kind of handmade porcelain making, and would often take the initiative to stay and ask "Grandma Jinyue" for advice on related experiences.

When Huang Siyuan took the initiative to visit, "Grandma Jinyue" was very enthusiastic. She not only taught Huang Siyuan many techniques for making porcelain, but also gave her some pointers on her spiritual practice.

Tao Yu, who was standing next to "Grandma Jin Yue," was initially somewhat indifferent to Huang Siyuan.

After tasting several of the high-grade spiritual teas and delicious spiritual snacks she brewed, this somewhat gluttonous girl, like Song Qingming, was quickly won over by Huang Siyuan's culinary skills.

Now she not only treats Huang Siyuan as her older sister, but whenever she sees Huang Siyuan come to visit, she is even unwilling to go down the mountain to set up her stall, for fear that she will miss out on a delicious meal.

As the tea leaves, rich in spiritual energy, were heated in the pot, a fragrant aroma quickly filled the courtyard.

After taking a sip of tea from the teacup in her hand, Tao Yu's face immediately showed a hint of intoxication.

"It's really strange. Why is it that the spiritual tea of ​​the same quality tastes so ordinary when I brew it, but Sister Siyuan's tea tastes so delicious and unforgettable?"

"Tell me honestly, did you add anything else to the tea?"

"Hehe! Look at what I have in my hand besides these few things you see, what else do I have?"

After shaking her head with a smile, Huang Siyuan continued to explain: "The art of tea brewing requires not only mastering the temperature of the water, but also..."

The quality of the spiritual tea, the nectar used, and the utensils used for brewing all affect the final taste of the tea.

"My ability to brew this pot of tea well owes a great deal to the tea set my mother-in-law gave me; it's not as simple as you think."

“Siyuan is right. The way of brewing tea is the same as making these teacups. Although each of us can make them.”

However, the final product will also be different depending on the materials and firing process chosen.

Whether one can succeed ultimately depends on their own skills and choices.

Seeing that Tao Yu still looked puzzled, "Granny Jin Yue" put down her teacup and shook her head gently as well.

"Hmph! All my mother-in-law says is that I'm incompetent. Fine, I won't make tea for you anymore. I'll leave it all to Sister Siyuan, okay?"

Seeing Tao Yu's somewhat aggrieved expression, Huang Siyuan had a sudden inspiration and quickly took out a food box from her "storage bag".

As several plates of delicious snacks that had been prepared beforehand appeared in front of her, Tao Yu, who had just been somewhat unhappy, immediately changed her expression and her attention was completely drawn to them.

Before long, Tao Yu's eyes were only on those delicious snacks, leaving Huang Siyuan and "Grandma Jin Yue" aside.

Looking at Tao Yu, who looked rather cute, Huang Siyuan couldn't help but forget her worries, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.

"Last time you mentioned coming to Demon-Slaying Mountain to seek an opportunity to form your Nascent Soul, have you made any progress lately?"

“Siyuan dared not deceive her mother-in-law. In fact, I came to Dangmo Mountain with my husband.”

After spending time together, Huang Siyuan's life has become much richer, and she has also developed some trust in the "Grandma Jinyue" in front of her.

Upon hearing the other party's sudden question, Huang Siyuan hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell them about her current situation.

"So, someone told you the way, which is why you came to Dangmo Mountain to seek the Nascent Soul opportunity. Could this person have used some kind of celestial secret technique on you?"

"Siyuan knew nothing about any celestial arts, but she believed what her husband said, which is why she came here with him."

Seeing Huang Siyuan's sincere reply, "Grandma Jinyue" nodded gently and said again:

"The three-year agreement!"
You've been waiting for almost two years now. If your husband still hasn't returned this year, will you continue to wait here?

(End of this chapter)