Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Half a year later, in the immortal cultivation world of Floating Cloud Mountains, in the "Qinghe County" of Wei State.

As one of the main market towns controlled by the Song family, "Chiyanfang" has become the largest market town near "Yunwu Mountain" through the hard work of several generations of cultivators in the family.

Every day, there is an endless stream of cultivators coming and going from the eastern part of Wei State through the market town to enter and exit "Yunwu Mountain", which also brings a lot of popularity to "Chiyanfang".

However, compared to the Floating Cloud Mountains where there are many monsters, the number of monsters on the "Cloud Mist Mountain" side is obviously much smaller. In addition, there is a lot of miasma in the mountains and forests, which has a certain impact on the search for spiritual objects.

Generally speaking, the monks who go in and out of "Yunwu Mountain" to hunt monsters are mostly young monks with little experience in monster hunting. Those veteran monks with higher cultivation and more experience in monster hunting will be directly teleported from here to the "White Lion Square" front line where there are more monsters.

On this day, a mid-stage Qi-refining cultivator from the Song family who was guarding the entrance to the market town had just let a cultivator whose identity had been verified into the market town.

When I looked up, I saw a young woman wearing a bamboo hat and purple clothes, walking slowly towards the market from the direction of "Yunwu Mountain" in the east.

Seeing this woman coming alone from the dangerous "Yunwu Mountain", the Song family cultivator's face suddenly showed a bit of curiosity.

When he looked again, he found that the woman had suddenly moved closer to him from more than ten feet away. He could not help but rub his eyes, thinking that he had just seen it wrong.

"My fellow Daoist, may I ask if this place is Chiyanfang?"

The purple-clothed woman's crisp voice brought the confused Song family cultivator back to his senses, and he quickly responded, "Daoyou is right, this place is Chiyanfang.

May I ask where you are from, fellow Taoist? Please state your identity before you can enter or leave the market."

After hearing the explanation from the monk from the Song family, the woman in purple immediately took off her hat with a smile on her face, revealing a delicate face.

"My name is Zilan, a casual cultivator from Guiyunfang. I've made an appointment with my companions to meet at Chiyanfang. I hope you can give me some convenience!" After saying that, the purple-clothed woman handed over another spirit stone.

"I'm from Guiyunfang. No wonder you dared to go to Yunwu Mountain alone. There are a lot more monsters in the east recently. It's a bit uneasy. You have to be careful.

Your identity has been registered. With this jade token, you can enter and exit the market for free within six months.

We cannot accept spirit stones here. If you want to stay for a long time, you can bring spirit stones and go directly to the Law Enforcement Hall in the market to rent a cave. Go in first!"

After writing the name of the purple-clothed woman, the Song family cultivator threw a token with his name printed on it to the other party, and then waved to her.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Seeing this, the woman in purple quickly put away the spirit stone in her hand, took the token and walked into the market.

After seeing the purple-clothed woman pass through the magic circle at the entrance of the market and disappear for a long time, the Song family cultivator withdrew his gaze reluctantly.

“It’s strange. This person is obviously only at the fifth level of Qi Refining like me, but why does he make me feel a little uneasy? After staying in the market for a long time, I have become more and more timid.

We haven’t been allowed into the mountains for more than half a year, and I don’t know when the elders will take us to hunt monsters again.”

After muttering to himself, the Song family cultivator slowly closed the list he had just registered and looked into the distance again with some boredom.

After the purple-clothed woman entered the market, she first walked around the street and finally came to the "Law Enforcement Hall" in the middle of the market. She looked up at the sign above her head and strode in.

"My fellow Taoist, may I ask what can I do for you?"

"I want to rent a cave here."

"Oh! Come in with me! Uncle Xuanlong, someone else has come to rent the cave."

When the monk from the market law enforcement team who was guarding the door heard that the other party was here to rent a cave, he nodded hurriedly, then shouted inside and brought the woman in purple to an old man with gray hair and beard.

After knowing the purpose of the other party's visit, the old man hurriedly asked her to sit down, took out a sheepskin map with the location of the cave drawn on it, and placed it in front of the woman in purple.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come to the right place. My Chiyanfang has just opened up a number of Grade B caves with beautiful scenery in the back mountain some time ago, which are just right for cultivators like you who are in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Don't worry, fellow Taoist. We in Songjiafang Market will never cheat our customers. If you feel it is not good, just go out and ask around and you will find out.

I don't know what kind of cave you want to rent, please take a look first, I will help you find it, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

After hearing the boastful introduction from the white-haired old man, the purple-clothed woman did not even glance at the sheepskin map in his hand. She smiled and said to the old man:
"I want to rent the No. 1 Grade A cave!"

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that the first-class caves are rented by cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage or above. Since you are only in the middle Qi Refining stage, how can you use them? I think.

Wait, which cave did you just mention?"

When the white-haired old man began to explain, something suddenly occurred to him. He looked up and asked the other party carefully again.

The purple-clothed woman still had a smile on her face as she softly uttered six big words to him.

"Grade A No. 1 Cave"

".."

Half an hour later, a green sword light suddenly fell from the sky and landed outside the "Chiyanfang".

The Song family cultivator who was standing guard at the door, saw the green figure not far away, and was stunned in place with a look of surprise on his face!
Then he wiped his eyes again, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he quickly stepped forward and bowed with a respectful look on his face.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

Song Qingyu, who had just arrived, waved gently at the newcomer and ignored him, walking quickly into the market.

Only after Song Qingyu's figure disappeared did he come back to his senses with some nervousness.

"My eyes are really getting slower and slower in reaction. I haven't heard anything happened in the market today. How could I have alarmed the ancestor and come here?"

After entering the market, Song Qingyu quickly arrived at the "Law Enforcement Hall" of the market. Seeing the two Song family monks hurriedly coming up to pay their respects, he immediately asked:

"Tell me more about who rents the cave!"

"Reporting to the ancestor, it was a woman who came here alone. Her cultivation seems to be only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. By the way, she said her name is Zi Lan!"

After hearing the old man beside him explain the situation in detail, Song Qingyu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I understand. You must remember this and not tell anyone!

Also, if anyone asks you about that person's identity in the future, please inform me immediately."

After giving the two people present a word of instruction, Song Qingyu left the "Law Enforcement Hall" and came to a cave on the top of the mountain behind the market town.

After taking a look at the restriction that had just been set up at the entrance of the cave, Song Qingyu moved his magic power and was about to cast a spell to transmit his voice, but he saw a flash of light suddenly appear in the cave.

"Well! You're not slow at all. It seems like these people are pretty fast at delivering messages!"

Seeing the purple-clothed woman suddenly appear beside him, Song Qingyu quickly put away the magic in his hand and asked softly: "Daoyou, why did you set up so many restrictions outside the cave?
You are not planning to live here for a long time!"

Upon hearing this, the purple-clothed woman waved her hand and said:

“That’s not the case. I’ve been following Master outside for so many years, and I’ve become accustomed to being cautious. That’s why I’m being careful. Don’t misunderstand me, fellow Taoist!
Master is almost coming out of retreat, and she asked me to come and inform you that you will go with us to the place you mentioned in three months."

"I have already told you everything about that place. Why do you want me to go with you?"

Facing the puzzled look on Song Qingyu's face, the purple-clothed woman smiled and said:
"I'm here only to pass on Master's message. I can't answer this question for you right now. Why don't you wait until you meet Master in the future and ask him in person?

Don't worry, if we had any ill intentions towards you, you would not be alive today.

You must have comprehended a lot of the mental skills that Master gave you, so you shouldn't be unable to tell whether we are good or bad now!"

"I understand what you said, but you also know that I am just a cultivator from a small Jindan family. I really don't want to get too involved in the affairs of Yuanying cultivators."

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Since some things have chosen you, you can't easily avoid them. I have told you everything I need to say, and I won't stay here for long.

This is the mental method for the subsequent Jindan stage that Master asked me to pass on to you. Please keep it for now!"

After the purple-clothed woman finished speaking, she threw a bamboo scroll to Song Qingyu who was not far away, and then her figure flashed and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, Song Qingyu showed surprise on his face, and hurriedly picked up the bamboo slips and placed them on his forehead.

The purple-clothed woman who just left was the purple-clothed swordsman that Song Qingyu met when he was inspecting "Yunwu Mountain" half a year ago.

And her master is a master whose cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage.

At that time, after Song Qingyu was captured by the woman in purple, he followed her to see the woman in white who was hiding in the cave to heal her wounds.

As soon as he saw the powerful swordsman aura emanating from the woman in white, Song Qingyu immediately guessed that she should be the one who created the huge battlefield deep in "Yunwu Mountain", and he was also shocked.

What Song Qingyu didn't expect was that the woman in white could tell at a glance the sword cultivation heritage that Song Qingyu was practicing, and told Song Qingyu that the Taoist who taught her sword cultivation was a Nascent Soul master who had attained enlightenment for many years.

However, the woman in white did not explain much about the Nascent Soul master, nor did she tell her about their origins. After asking about how Song Qingyu got the inheritance, she let her go and gave Song Qingyu a mental method that could be used to practice with the sword cultivation inheritance in her body.

But before Song Qingyu left, the woman in white still asked her to swear an oath not to reveal what happened between them to anyone.

After returning to her family, Song Qingyu carefully comprehended the mental method given to her by the woman in white. She was extremely shocked when she discovered the mystery behind it.

The mental method given to her by the woman in white could actually cooperate with the sword cultivation inheritance in her body, allowing her to feel that her cultivation speed had been significantly improved during cultivation, which really made Song Qingyu a little unbelievable.

As both of them are sword cultivators, and they can recognize the sword cultivation inheritance inherited from Song Qingyu, which means that the woman in white should know where the inheritance she received came from.

In addition, the bamboo slips of mental skills given to Song Qingyu by the woman in white can also help her in her cultivation. There may be some connection between the two.

However, the other party refused to tell the truth and insisted on taking them to find the cave of their predecessor that had been almost emptied by them. Song Qingyu was confused and couldn't guess what they were trying to do.

Moreover, the woman in white seemed to be seriously injured in the battle of "Yunwu Mountain", and it was unknown what powerful opponent she had provoked. Song Qingyu really didn't want to get too involved with them.

However, due to the other party's excessive strength, Song Qingyu had no way to directly refuse the other party for the time being and could only take it one step at a time.

Fortunately, at present, the women in white have not harmed themselves and are willing to teach Song Qingyu the mental method. They do not seem to have any malicious intentions.

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Otherwise, with the powerful sword-cultivating aura of the woman in white, let alone Song Qingyu, a mere Jindan cultivator, even if Li Mufeng, the supreme elder of the "Xiaoyao Sect", took action, he might not be able to defeat her.

"I clearly told them that there was nothing in there, so why did they ask me to take them there? Could it be that something was missed back then?"

After putting down the bamboo slips on his forehead, Song Qingyu stood there thinking for a moment, then shook his head, turned around and left.
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The immortal world of "Donghuang Kingdom".

In a blink of an eye, winter passed and spring came, and Song Qingming had been on "Yuxuan Island" for more than half a year.

In a rice field outside "Yanhu Village", Song Qingming walked barefoot in the muddy rice field, and with a serious look on his face, he evenly spread the rice seeds in his hand under his feet.

The scorching spring sun shines on the faces of every hard-working person in the valley, adding a touch of golden color, as if foreshadowing another year of bumper harvest.

Accompanied by the laughter of many of his companions around him, Song Qingming, with a few beads of sweat on his face, finally scattered the rice seeds in his hand all over the rice field and slowly walked back to the dam.

"Master, the dumplings made by my mother and aunt have been delivered, and my father wants you to come over and eat with him."

After hearing a dark-skinned strong young man shouting from the paddy field not far away, Song Qingming quickly responded and then walked to the ditch next to the rice field.

After using the flowing stream water to clean the dirt off his body, Song Qingming scooped up stream water to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then walked barefoot to a shady place.

Seeing Song Qingming coming over, an elderly woman next to him hurriedly brought him a bowl of steaming dumplings.

"Thank you!"

After simply greeting everyone, Song Qingming picked up the bowl and slowly put the dumplings with a hint of fragrance into his mouth.

As a person who loves to taste all kinds of delicious food, no matter what delicious food he eats, Song Qingming always slows down his pace to allow himself to feel more of the satisfaction brought by the delicious food in his mouth.

This habit still accompanies him even though he has reached the Golden Core Stage and has already practiced fasting.

By the time Song Qingming had finished a big bowl of dumplings, the woman had already collected the bowls and chopsticks left by everyone around her, and carefully came to Song Qingming.

"Master, I made a pair of shoes for Yun'er. This child has been busy practicing in the mountains for the past few years and has no home. Master, please bring them to him next time you go back."

The Yun'er the woman was referring to was her son, named Wang Qingyun. He was the child with spiritual roots that Song Qingming had discovered in Wang Qin's home in "Yanhu Village" that year.

After not seeing each other for decades, the elderly Wang Qin and his wife have long passed away, and their son and daughter-in-law have also become as old as they were back then.

The only person standing here who remains unchanged is Song Qingming, the immortal master who only comes here once every few decades and still has a relatively youthful face.

After the eldest son Wang Qingyun was found to have spiritual roots, he was taken to the mountains to practice within a few years and spent less time with his parents at home.

Seeing the expectant look on the woman's face, Song Qingming also remembered the look in his mother's eyes back then. He paused for a moment before taking a pair of brand new cloth shoes from her somewhat rough hands.

"Don't worry, I should be back in the mountains in a few days, and I will definitely help you bring it to Qingyun."

Even on the "Yuxuan Island" far away from the secular world, there is a difference between immortals and mortals.

For a cultivator like Wang Qingyun who was born and raised on the island, except for a few fixed days when he can return home, even if he wants to "practice in the world", he has to arrange to go to other mortal villages and cannot stay directly at home.

The woman was naturally happy that her son had the spiritual roots to become an immortal, but it was a pity that she couldn't always be by his side.

Although there are regrets, I can only keep them in my heart.

Seeing that Song Qingming agreed immediately and carefully put away the cloth shoes in his hand, the woman's face suddenly showed a bit more joy and she quickly nodded to express her gratitude.

After the sun set, Song Qingming, after a busy day, returned to the cottage where he lived.

After lighting the oil lamp and sitting cross-legged, Song Qingming moved his magic power in his hand, and immediately a thick book appeared, which he began to flip through.

Song Qingming has been in the "Taixu Sect" for more than half a year. Except for occasionally returning to the mountain to help his senior brothers in the sect and engrave runes for the sealing formation, he spends most of his time in the "Yanhu Village" at the foot of the mountain.

While experiencing the "worldly practice" task assigned by the sect, he also studied the bamboo slips he borrowed from the "Taixu Palace" on the mountain.

These precious bamboo slips contain various experiences in forming an infant left by the senior monks of the "Taixu Sect". After studying them for just over half a year, Song Qingming has benefited greatly from them.

In addition, Song Qingming would often visit his fourth senior brother Zheng Xingyun, who lived in the same village with him, for advice during his breaks from practice.

Although he was an outer disciple, Zheng Xingyun did not treat his junior brother Song Qingming as an outsider. He taught Song Qingming in detail his experiences in forming a baby.

Like Bai Yuxian, Zheng Xingyun also tried to reach the Nascent Soul stage twice before he was finally able to successfully form a Nascent Soul.

However, as an inner sect disciple of the "Taixu Sect" and a direct disciple of his master "Lingxu Taoist", a Divine Transformation cultivator, the guidance and resources he can obtain are naturally not comparable to those of the ordinary Nascent Soul sect where Bai Yuxian is located.

Although his aptitude and talent were not as good as those of a natural spiritual root cultivator like Bai Yuxian, Zheng Xingyun formed his Nascent Soul stage no later than Bai Yuxian. Both of them successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage when they were less than 300 years old.

In just over half a year, through continuous study and inquiry in the "Taixu Sect", Song Qingming clearly felt that the Nascent Soul Realm, which was originally very vague in his eyes, gradually became much clearer.

Now he has more confidence in condensing his Nascent Soul in the future.

Although he dare not say that he can be absolutely sure of successfully forming a fetus, Song Qingming has been practicing for so many years that he has already been extremely determined about his future path and will not give up easily because of temporary setbacks in the future.

After returning, he will slowly digest the experiences of forming the Nascent Soul. After another ten or twenty years of accumulating magical power, Song Qingming will be confident that he can return to the "Taixu Sect" and impact the Nascent Soul realm.

The moon sets and the sun rises. When the morning sun rises, Song Qingming slowly puts down the bamboo slips in his hand, stands up, opens the door and walks out of the house.

Just as he picked up the wooden basin outside the house and filled it with cold water to wash himself, Song Qingming saw the figure of his fourth senior brother Zheng Xingyun walking in from outside the yard. He quickly put down what he was holding and stepped forward to salute him.

"Junior Brother Song, Master has summoned us to return to the sect. Please pack up and go back quickly. I still need to go say hello to the other junior brothers!"

"Thank you for the message, Brother!"

Hearing that it was his master who summoned him, Song Qingming did not dare to delay. He hurried back to his residence to pack up his belongings, and then turned into a ray of light and returned to the "Taixu Gate" on the mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate hall, Song Qingming saw Liu Yang standing in the crowd and greeting him, and he hurriedly walked towards where he was.

"Senior Brother Liu, you are so anxious to get so many fellow disciples here this time. Are you planning to set up a demon-killing formation?"

Hearing Song Qingming's low voice, Liu Yang nodded quickly and said: "Senior Brother Song is right, I just asked Senior Brother, I guess they will set up the formation soon.

Haha! After preparing for such a long time, Master is finally going to take action.

If we can kill the true demon from the upper realm in one fell swoop this time, we will all be meritorious officials and will probably be able to share a lot of merit from the Heavenly Dao.

At least we won’t have to worry about this hidden danger all the time in the future. Maybe the sect won’t have to stay in seclusion like this any longer.”

Speaking of this, Liu Yang's face also showed some excitement.

Hearing this, Song Qingming felt the same way as Liu Yang.

The demon cultivators inherited from the outside world are not favored by Heaven in this world. The cultivators in this world can obtain some Heavenly merits by killing those who practice the demon cultivators' inheritance.

If one accumulates too much Heavenly Merit, it can also invisibly remove the evil spirit formed on the cultivator from killing other living beings, and add a bit more luck to the cultivator's path that is favored by Heaven.

Needless to say, killing the true demon from the upper realm will surely bring a lot of merit to the Heavenly Dao. Song Qingming also has some expectations for this.

As the two were talking, more and more disciples of the "Taixu Sect" gathered in the hall.

When almost everyone had arrived, the "Taoist Lingxu", who had changed into a clean Taoist robe, walked in from outside with a calm expression. (End of this chapter)