Qinghe Immortal Clan.

"Chiyanfang", outside a cave in the back mountain.

Although it is only a small market town, "Chiyanfang" is close to Yunwu Mountain, and there are many wandering cultivators who go to the mountains to hunt monsters. They like to rent caves here to rest.

Following the two women in green, one in front and one behind, Song Qingyu was soon brought to the gate of the cave, where she met a woman in red who was very familiar to her.

"Master is waiting for you inside, go in by yourself!"

After the woman in red finished speaking, she pointed to the cave behind her and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Although he was a little nervous on the way here, Song Qingyu quickly calmed himself down when he stood at the door and walked in with a determined look.

In the cave, a woman in white was sitting in front of a stone table. On the table was a pot of spiritual tea and two tea bowls.

Seeing Song Qingyu walking in, the woman in white raised her head slightly and her eyes immediately turned to her.

Feeling that Song Qingyu's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Golden Core, the woman in white showed a little surprise, then she smiled knowingly, stood up and waved to her.

"I thought Zi Xin and the others couldn't invite you, so I had to go and invite you myself. I didn't expect your personality to remain the same, and you're so brave to come here to see me."

"Senior Liu is here in person, even if I don't want to, I'm afraid I have no choice.

In this case, why should the juniors bother the seniors? "

The woman in white in front of him was none other than the sword cultivator named Liu whom Song Qingyu had met in "Yunwu Mountain" that year, who had tortured her for a long time and almost taken away her opportunity.

If Huang Siyuan had not brought Bai Yuxian and others to help in time, Song Qingyu might have been turned into ashes in the alchemy furnace and would not be able to stand here now.

Seeing the woman in white who had tortured him before appear before him again, Song Qingyu was naturally furious.

But at this moment, standing in front of the woman in white, she still forcibly controlled her emotions and did not show too much dissatisfaction in front of the other party.

It's not that Song Qingyu is magnanimous and has already forgiven the other party.

It's just that the cultivation level of this woman surnamed Liu had already reached the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul back then. Even Bai Yuxian couldn't get the slightest advantage when fighting with her after she was injured, let alone Song Qingyu now.

Just as she said herself, since the other party came here specifically to find her, he must have arranged everything long ago.

Even if Song Qingyu didn't want to come, facing a Nascent Soul master like the woman in white, she had no choice but to do what she wanted and didn't have many options.

Song Qingyu had already witnessed the cruel methods of the woman in white in the past. She was not a kind person.

If she really chose to resist and angered the other party, she would probably not be the only one who would be affected.

Senior sister Li Xuanyi who was following beside him, and even all the cultivators in the entire "Chiyanfang", might lose their lives because of this.

Because of this, after guessing the other party's identity, Song Qingyu did not hesitate too much and chose to come here on his own initiative.

Facing the woman in white with unfathomable cultivation, Song Qingyu, who knew that he could not defeat her, felt much calmer at this moment.

After bowing, he took the initiative to step forward and sit down at the stone table in front of the other person.

Anyway, my life is already in the hands of the other party, so there is no need to worry anymore.

Seeing Song Qingyu's casual behavior, the woman in white did not look too angry. Instead, she took the initiative to pour her a cup of spiritual tea.

Seeing Song Qingyu tasting the spiritual tea generously, the woman in white continued to speak to him calmly:

"After not seeing you for decades, it's just as I expected. You are not far from having a baby."

“With your mere three spiritual roots, you are lucky to be able to cultivate to the Golden Core Realm in an ordinary Nascent Soul Sect like Xiaoyao Sect, even if you have someone to support you.

But you were able to successfully break through from the middle stage of the Golden Core to the ninth stage of the Golden Core in just less than sixty years. This is not something that an ordinary cultivator with three spiritual roots can do.

You're not going to tell me that these are all the result of your hard work and there is no other reason!"

Hearing the somewhat cold question from the woman in white, Song Qingyu was silent for a moment, and still shook his head calmly.

"I am just a small Jindan cultivator. My cultivation level is just like a firefly in front of you, senior. I really don't deserve such praise.

Senior, please tell me what is the reason you came to see me this time.

If I really have the opportunity to serve you, senior, I will certainly not refuse.

But if you still think I have something you need, I really can't answer you. Whether it's going through a mountain of knives or a pot of oil, I can only accept this fate."

Seeing that Song Qingyu's answer was still the same as before, a trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the woman in white. Her aura suddenly moved, and an extremely powerful pressure instantly covered Song Qingyu.

Compared to that year, not only had the injuries of the woman in white healed long ago, but her cultivation had also improved and she had broken through to the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The powerful pressure that suddenly erupted at this moment immediately shattered the tea bowl in Song Qingyu's hand into powder, and the whole person was firmly imprisoned on the stone bench.

Faced with the sudden pressure from the woman in white, Song Qingyu was pressed on the stone bench and could not move.

However, at this moment, she still forced herself to look up at the other person, her eyes full of determination.

Even though he knew that his cultivation level was not enough to resist, Song Qingyu still didn't want to give in, showing a stubborn character that refused to admit defeat.

If he really had the chance to fight to the death with the other party, even if there was little hope and he was in danger of death, Song Qingyu would never surrender like this.

But in the world of immortal cultivation, the gap in strength between Jindan cultivators and Yuanying cultivators is too huge.

The current situation is not something Song Qingyu has the chance to reverse at all. Even if she is unwilling, she doesn't have much of a choice.

Just as a trace of despair and unwillingness gradually emerged in Song Qingyu's heart, the powerful pressure on her body suddenly dissipated in an instant, causing her to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

Seeing that Song Qingyu had stabilized his body, the woman in white in front took out another tea bowl and placed it on the table.

"I know what's inside you. You don't have to hide it from me anymore. I'm not here for that thing this time."

Seeing that Song Qingyu's eyes were still fixed on him, there was a look of disbelief on his face.

The woman in white picked up the teapot and poured a cup of spiritual tea, then brought it to her again. The coldness on her face turned into a smile.

“The last time I was tricked by you, it was indeed a mistake.

But don't worry, if I really wanted that thing urgently, I would have come here to find you a long time ago. I would not have waited until today to see you.

Now that I have broken through the bottleneck of my cultivation, the thing on you is no longer that important to me.

The main reason I came to see you this time is because I want to talk to you in person about something."

Seeing that the woman in white suddenly changed her attitude towards him, Song Qingyu was very confused and did not take the spiritual tea that she offered to him.

"Senior, please tell me what you want to say."

The woman in white smiled and nodded slightly when she heard this, and then said softly:
"I told you last time that you are the descendant of my senior brother. Logically, you should call me uncle, so you should also be considered a disciple of my Sword Palace lineage.

This time, I came mainly to give you an opportunity, I wonder if you dare to accept it."

Seeing the woman in white looking at him with a smile, Song Qingyu felt in his heart that her next words might not be so simple.

He didn't say anything more, just remained silent, waiting for the other person to say next.

Seeing that Song Qingyu was still somewhat on guard, the woman in white smiled slightly, not paying too much attention, and after a pause she continued:

"You know that Senior Brother Ling and I belong to the same sect.
Now I can tell you that the sect we belong to is the Tianjian Pavilion, one of the top ten sects in Xihuazhou.

This time I came to see you because I want you to return to the sect with me and take part in the Heavenly Sword Trial that the sect will hold next, on behalf of our Sword Palace disciples.

If you can pass the trial successfully, please help us in the Sword Palace to obtain more resources.

I can promise you here that after the matter is completed, I will reward you with a spiritual item for forming a baby. This can also be regarded as an opportunity for you to form a baby. "

"Tianjian Pavilion, the seniors are actually cultivators from Xihuazhou. Why do I hear your accents are the same as ours?"

Although they had been together for some time before, the woman in white and others had never revealed their identities to Song Qingyu.

Suddenly, when he heard the other party talking about his origins, he found out that he was from the "Tianjian Pavilion", one of the top ten sects in Xihua Fairyland. Although Song Qingyu was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but show a bit of shock on his face at this moment.

The immortal world of "Xihuazhou", like "Donghuangzhou" and "Leiyuanhai", is also one of the five continents and four seas in Huayang Realm. The size of its territory and the number of cultivators are not much different from those of "Donghuangzhou".

As one of the ten major sects in "Xihua Fairyland", Song Qingyu doesn't know much about it.

But I have heard something about the name of "Tianjian Pavilion" and know that it is a top-level Nascent Soul sect that is good at sword cultivation.

However, "Xihua Continent" and "Donghuang Continent" are not directly connected, and there are several immortal cultivation realms such as "Leiyuan Sea" in between, so there is rarely any communication between the cultivators of the two continents.

Song Qingyu has been practicing for so many years, and although he has heard of the reputation of some major sects in "Xihuazhou", this is the first time he has seen a cultivator from "Xihuazhou" in person.

He was a little surprised in his heart. He had never realized before that they were monks from outside the continent.

I thought that the woman in white and others might be from the "Donghuang Kingdom" immortal cultivation sect west of the Fantasy Sea Desert, or they might be independent cultivators from other places on the continent.

Facing the hint of doubt on Song Qingyu's face, the woman in white quickly smiled and nodded:

"Before I met you, I had been in this area for more than ten years, and this is not my first time coming to Donghuangzhou. How can you tell our identities just by our accents?

Although the five continents and four seas of Huayang Realm are different from each other, as long as one's cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, it is not difficult to go anywhere you want.

When you go out more often in the future, you will naturally know all these.

Rather than this, you might as well answer my question first, are you willing to take this opportunity?"

Hearing the reminder from the woman in white, Song Qingyu's face quickly fell silent. After a while, he spoke again and asked:
“It is beyond my expectation that you have come thousands of miles to bring this opportunity to me.

But I still have some doubts in my heart. I wonder if you can answer them for me first, and then let me think about whether I can agree to your request. " "If you have any questions, just ask them directly! As long as I can answer them, I will tell you naturally. "

As soon as the woman in white finished speaking, Song Qingyu continued to ask:

“Senior, you have many disciples, some of whom have cultivation levels far exceeding those of the younger generation. Even if you want to send someone to participate in the sect trial, there should be more suitable candidates.

Moreover, although I have practiced Senior Ling's Xuanming Sword Art, I have not yet joined your noble sect and cannot be considered a disciple of the Tianjian Pavilion. It seems a bit too far-fetched that you have come all the way to find me to participate in the trial.

Could it be that this trial is so dangerous that even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot pass it? "

Although the woman in white suddenly changed her attitude towards him and revealed her whole background, Song Qingyu knew that it was not a simple matter for her to come to him on purpose.

Not to mention those far away, Yang Zixin, whom Song Qingyu just met at the entrance of the cave, has already formed a Nascent Soul and his cultivation is far above his own.

The other party ignored his own disciples and instead came all the way to "Donghuang Xianzhou" to find her, an outsider, to participate in the sect's Heavenly Sword Trial. No matter how she heard it, this matter seemed a bit strange.

Hearing this, the corners of the woman in white's mouth twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she still spoke softly to answer Song Qingyu's question.

“The so-called trial is naturally dangerous. Even if I don’t tell you, you should know it clearly.

The reason why I came to invite you is that only disciples below the Golden Core stage can participate in our sect's Heavenly Sword Trial.

Although there are many disciples in my Sword Palace lineage who can take part in the trial, most of them are still slightly inferior to you in terms of cultivation.

However, don't think that I am here to beg you for help in this matter.

I just said that this is an opportunity given to you. Whether you are willing to participate in the Heavenly Sword Trial is entirely up to you.

Senior Brother Ling and I are fellow disciples, but after he disappeared that year, he never returned to the sect, and now I don’t know where he is.

Senior Brother Ling has not accepted any disciples in the sect. As his only successor outside, as long as you are willing to participate, I can give you a place.

As for whether you can pass the trial and get the reward of the spiritual object for forming a baby.

This depends on your own ability!"

After hearing the explanation from the woman in white, Song Qingyu immediately understood why she came to see him, and his face fell silent again.

According to what the other party said, if only Jindan disciples can participate in the trial, then this explanation does make sense.

After all, her cultivation has now reached the ninth level of the Golden Core, and coupled with her practice of swordsmanship, there are not many Golden Core cultivators who can defeat her.

It was not surprising that the other party would look up to her and specially invite her to join the "Heavenly Sword Trial".

After thinking for a while, Song Qingyu raised his head and looked at the other party calmly:
"Uncle Liu, what you just said means that I can refuse this, right?"

"Well! What I said naturally counts."

“The Heavenly Sword Trial will be held in ten years. If you are willing to participate, you can bring the letter in your hand and go directly to Xihuazhou to find me.

If you are unwilling, even if I force you to go, you will definitely not be able to pass the trial.

It is up to you to decide.”

Hearing the other party's confirming answer, the nervous expression on Song Qingyu's face relaxed a little, and he quickly bowed to the woman in white in front of him.

"I would like to think about this matter for a while before making a decision. Thank you for your understanding, uncle."

"In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter where you are, there will be no opportunities that fall from the sky. You have been cultivating for so many years, so you don't need me to remind you too much if there are any problems.

Okay, the Heavenly Sword Trial will still last ten years.

I have said everything I need to say, so you can think about the rest slowly on your own!
I have other things to do and it’s time to leave here.”

After the woman in white finished speaking, she took the initiative to push the cup of spiritual tea she had just poured in front of Song Qingyu.

"This tea is still warm!"

With a slight smile at the person in front of her, the woman in white turned around and left the cave.

Song Qingyu, who was standing next to the stone table, was still a little nervous as he watched the other person's leaving back.

Only after she confirmed that the white-clothed woman and the others had all left the market did she heave a sigh of relief and sit down on the stone bench.

Looking at the spiritual tea that still had a hint of warm steam on the table.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Qingyu picked it up and drank it all.
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In the southern part of the "Floating Cloud Mountains", at the foot of the "Bai Meng Mountain" in the State of Lu.

Ever since the reinforcements from the "Xiaoyao Sect" arrived, the battlefield below has been fighting for more than half a month, but the entire "Baimeng Mountain" is still trapped in the siege of many cultivators.

While the fighting continued on the battlefield below the mountain, Song Qingming and Chen Yunxiao, who were standing high in the sky above, just stood quietly facing each other and did not take any direct action.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is common for sects to attack each other, as long as it is not a life-and-death fight between the two sides.

Even if Yuanying cultivators participate in the war, they will not fight to the death on the battlefield.

The outcome of the battle is often decided by the Jindan below and the numerous cultivators in the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stages.

It has been half a month since he led the sect's army to come to the State of Lu to provide support.

Except for the first day, because Song Qingming wanted to test the other party's strength, he had a sparring match with Chen Yunxiao.

From then on, the two of them sat apart from each other, looking at the battlefield below, and did not fight again.

Before, when they decided to send troops to support, although Song Qingming and others knew that the situation in Lu State was somewhat critical, they still underestimated the situation in "Bai Meng Mountain".

I didn't expect that the "Yuxiao Sect" could unite so many sects in a short period of time to besiege "Bai Meng Mountain".

Faced with such a large army of monks at the foot of the mountain, the thousands of reinforcements brought by the "Xiaoyao Sect" attacked from the north for half a month.

Although they tried their best, they still failed to break through the blockade of many sects such as the "Yuxiao Sect" and join up with the monks of the Lingyin Sect on the "Baimeng Mountain".

They had no choice but to stop in the north and confront the monks who came to intercept them.

Seeing that his attack had made no progress and he was unable to rescue "Bai Meng Mountain".

However, the reinforcements from the two major sects, "Xingchen Sect" and "Tianji Sect", were still not arriving, and Song Qingming, who was unable to cope with the situation alone, felt helpless about it.

Fortunately, they arrived in time and managed to attract some monks who were attacking "Baimeng Mountain" to intercept them, which relieved a lot of pressure on the "Lingyin Sect" on the mountain.

Otherwise, the current "Bai Meng Mountain" would probably have collapsed long ago.

Looking at Song Qingming sitting cross-legged not far away, Chen Yunxiao, who had not spoken for several days, could not help but bow to him.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I have something else to say today. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"

Chen Yunxiao had just finished speaking when Song Qingming, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly.

“This time, fellow Daoist came to support Lingyin Sect because he was entrusted by someone. I fully understand this.

However, fellow Taoist has lived in Wei State for a long time and I am afraid you have not heard much about it.

The Lingyin Sect has been leading the Lu Kingdom's cultivation world for many years. Its methods are brutal and cruel, insidious and cunning, and sometimes even its mind is not as broad as that of an average demon cultivator.

All the sects or immortal cultivation families under his command were oppressed by him.

His actions have long been hated by the gods and people in the Lu Kingdom’s immortal cultivation world.”

“Back then, my master had a natural spiritual root and cultivated to the ninth level of the Golden Core before he was 200 years old. He should have been able to become a talent like us.

As a result, just because he had the qualifications to form a Nascent Soul, he was secretly murdered by someone else named Situ Laogui, and died silently outside.

I know that Fellow Daoist Song also comes from a family of cultivators and has successfully conceived a fetus. It is indeed not easy to reach this step.

But what I want to tell you is.

If you were in the immortal cultivation world of Lu State, I am afraid that your fate would be the same as that of my master. The Lingyin Sect would never give you the opportunity to successfully form a fetus.

I would like to ask, what is there in such a master that is worthy of our loyalty?

Fellow Daoist Song, the Lingyin Sect is in trouble today because of their own actions.

Fellow Daoist, you insist on becoming our enemy in order to rescue Lingyin Sect, but you have never thought about the billions of lives in the immortal cultivation world of Lu State.

Ask yourself, what you have done is no different from being an accomplice to a tiger! "

Facing Chen Yunxiao's righteous words of persuasion, Song Qingming's face was very calm and he was not moved.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I really don't know what you are talking about!"

“I have waited here not to interfere directly in the feud between Lingyin Sect and you, but to restore peace to the immortal cultivation world of Lu State.

Lingyin Sect is the barrier of Fuyun Mountain Range against Tianhai League. Our sect had an agreement with them in the early years. We are here today to fulfill the agreement."

Facing Song Qingming's unmoved reply, Chen Yunxiao's face moved slightly, and he gritted his teeth and continued:

“Fellow Daoist Song, as long as you are willing to withdraw your troops and not interfere in the affairs of Lu.

I can assure you that from now on, our sect will guard the State of Lu on behalf of the Lingyin Sect and will not allow the Tianhai League to enter the Floating Cloud Mountains.

You should be able to accept this, right? " (End of this chapter)