Qinghe Immortal Clan.

In a secret room behind the auction on the fifth floor of "Lunjian Pavilion".

He Xiaofeng, the leader of the "Tianyu Sect" dressed in a grey gown, was staring at the numerous business cards at hand, checking them carefully one by one, with a calm look on his face.

Not long after, He Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and looked forward, and saw a figure walking in from the white light shield at the door.

"Junior Brother Mo is here. Have you sent someone to notify those people who are exchanging spiritual objects?"

"Reporting to the head brother, the message has been sent to inform them, they should be here soon.

Don't worry, Senior Brother, everything has been arranged outside. When the servants arrive, I will bring them in one by one to exchange spiritual objects."

"Well, I'll trouble you, Junior Brother Mo. Remember to be cautious and don't let the news leak out."

After hearing what the other party said, He Xiaofeng nodded slightly, then lowered his head and looked at the business card on the table again.

The cultivator named Mo standing in front of him looked at He Xiaofeng in front of him but did not leave in a hurry. A trace of doubt suddenly flashed across his face.

"Junior Brother Mo, do you have anything else to say?"

Seeing He Xiaofeng suddenly look up and look at him seriously, the monk surnamed Mo hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying:
"Master, I just went to notify the people who were exchanging spiritual objects, and I found that what one of them took out was just an ordinary fourth-grade mid-grade spiritual object.

There are many high-level spiritual objects in this invitation card. I am a little confused as to why the head brother chose this person to exchange spiritual objects.

No matter how you look at this deal, it seems like we suffered a huge loss.

Senior Brother, do you have any other intentions for doing this? "

After the man surnamed Mo finished speaking, he saw the smile on He Xiaofeng's face in front of him suddenly froze, and there was a strange look in his eyes when he looked at him.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Mo realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, so he quickly bowed his head and clasped his hands apologetically, saying:

"Master, please don't blame me. It wasn't that I intentionally peeked at the name card just now. It just happened to be me who collected and sorted out the name cards before."

"Junior Brother Mo, you only need to know about this matter. Remember not to mention it to anyone else."

He Xiaofeng reminded the other party seriously, then sighed and pointed to the many business cards in his hand and continued:
"Don't worry, as the head of the sect, I know whether or not this exchange of spiritual objects is a disadvantage.

To be honest, they brought out quite a few goodies this time. If I were to make the decision directly, I would be in a difficult position. "

"Even the head brother can't make the decision, is this matter the master's?"

Hearing He Xiaofeng's somewhat helpless explanation, the man surnamed Mo seemed to have thought of something, but he stopped talking halfway.

Then the man surnamed Mo quickly nodded at He Xiaofeng.

Although there was still some confusion on his face, he was no longer hesitant at this moment, and immediately took the initiative to retreat quickly.

As soon as the man surnamed Mo returned to the hall outside, he saw a sudden flash of light at the stone platform in front of him. A maid took the initiative to lead a masked man out of the white light.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

Seeing a man in black robe standing in front of the hall, the maid hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

Hearing this, the man surnamed Mo waved at him, then turned around and walked forward with the masked man in front of him.

Just as the two people left, a flash of light suddenly appeared at the stone platform again, and another purple-robed maid appeared on the stone platform with a green-robed man.

Like the first person who came, this man in green robe also wore a bronze mask on his face.

"Senior, the elder just gave instructions. Please follow me to the side hall and wait for a while."

Hearing the maid beside him raising her hand to greet him, Song Qingming nodded slightly, then followed her to a side hall, found a chair and sat down.

Song Qingming, who was sitting on a wooden chair, saw the purple-clothed maid bring him another cup of spiritual tea, so he picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip.

A fresh spiritual energy wafted into his mouth. After sitting there for a while, Song Qingming slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

Previously, when participating in the final competition for the "Infant Transformation Pill" in the private room, Song Qingming only filled in a spiritual object with a hint of luck.

What he never expected was that right after he handed in his business card, he suddenly received an invitation to the backstage of the auction and came here with a purple-robed maid.

Although the high-level monster material with the name card written on it was already the most valuable thing he could have except for the "Infant Peidan".

But when Song Qingming received the "auction" notice, he still couldn't believe that his things would be chosen by the other party.

Only after confirming with the other party several times and finding that there was indeed no mistake did Song Qingming follow the maid to the backstage of the "auction" with some trepidation.

"Could it be that I am so lucky that the thing I took out happens to be what the other party urgently needs, so I was chosen to exchange spiritual objects.

Or is it that the people from Tianyu Sect did not come to me for this reason, but for something else?"

Song Qingming, who was sitting in a nearby cubicle, could not calm down for a long time. He kept recalling what had just happened in his mind, trying to find some reasons that could explain this matter.

However, after thinking about it, he still couldn't get any useful answers, and he couldn't help but start to wonder if the people from "Tian Yu Zong" came to him to ask about something else.

However, his cultivation level was not high, and he was born in the ordinary cultivation world of "Floating Cloud Mountains", so he had nothing to do with "Tianyu Sect".

It was hard to figure out what the other party could want that would require them to invite him here.

Just as Song Qingming was thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the hall outside, which immediately interrupted him from his thoughts.

Seeing that he really couldn't figure out what was going on, Song Qingming simply started tasting the spiritual tea beside him, without thinking any more and waiting patiently.

Anyway, no matter what the other party's purpose is in looking for me, I will naturally understand it once I meet the people from "Tianyu Sect" later.

After sitting in the chair and waiting for a while, I heard the footsteps outside gradually become lighter as they went away, but not long after, they came closer and closer to the outside of the room where I was.

As soon as he heard the sound of a door opening, Song Qingming saw a middle-aged man in black walking in.

"I am Mo Huaiying of the Tianyu Sect, and I am honored to be your honorable fellow Taoist."

"Song has met fellow Taoist!"

Seeing that the visitor was also at the Nascent Soul stage, Song Qingming quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

Before Song Qingming opened his mouth to ask, Mo Huaiying looked at him meaningfully, and then nodded at Song Qingming.

"Master Brother is still waiting, Brother Song, please follow me!"

"Sorry for the trouble, fellow Taoist!"

Seeing Mo Huaiying taking the initiative to lead the way out, Song Qingming nodded without much hesitation and followed behind him.

The two of them walked out and forward a few dozen steps, and came to a "white light shield" next to them.

At this point, Mo Huaiying stopped, bowed to Song Qingming and said:

"Fellow Daoist Song, the head brother is waiting for you to exchange spiritual objects inside, so I won't go in and disturb you."

After saying that, Mo Huaiying smiled at Song Qingming again, then turned around and left.

After reaching out to detect the formation in front of him and finding nothing unusual, Song Qingming raised his leg and walked directly into the "white light shield".

As the scene in front of him shook, Song Qingming entered a secret room.

Although this secret room is quite large, there are not many things placed around it, making it look very empty.

There was only a wooden table right in front. A man in black was sitting at the table, looking calmly at Song Qingming who had just walked in.

Having watched the "Martial Arts Competition" for several days before, Song Qingming naturally also met the leader of the "Tianyu Sect" He Xiaofeng.

Seeing the unfamiliar man in black staring at him, Song Qingming was slightly stunned and for a moment thought he had walked into the wrong door.

Just when he was about to ask, the man in black suddenly nodded to him, then stood up with a calm expression.

"You've come to the right place. I asked them to call you here on purpose!"

As the man in black was speaking, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, before Song Qingming could realize where the other party had gone, he saw a flash of light not far away from him, and the figure of the man in black had already appeared in front of him.

Just when Song Qingming was still a little dazed, the man in black glanced at him and suddenly a look of curiosity appeared on his face.

“You only have the fourth spiritual root aptitude, but you actually have such an opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. Sure enough, I was right before. You are also a disciple of Lingxuzi.

It’s strange. I’ve been to Yuxuan Island several times in the past, but I don’t have any impression of you.

Could it be that you are his new disciple in the last few decades?"

"Fellow Daoist, why do you know my master? Could it be that you are Senior Chen?"

When he first came in, Song Qingming found that he seemed unable to detect the cultivation level of the man in black in front of him.

At this moment, when he heard the other party recognize his identity and directly mentioned his master's Buddhist name "Lingxu Taoist", Song Qingming reacted immediately.

The person in front of him was, as expected, the elusive supreme elder of the Tianyu Sect, Chen Qingxuan.

During the battle of "Taixu Sect" that year, Song Qingming actually saw from afar the battle between Chen Qingxuan and the master of magic cultivation.

However, he was a little far away from the battlefield at that time, and was facing the attack of the demonic monks on the mountain gate. He was busy activating the magic circle to fight the enemy and did not see Chen Qingxuan's face clearly.

When I first came in, I didn't recognize the other person right away.

Seeing Song Qingming bowing his head and saluting to him with a respectful look on his face, Chen Qingxuan waved his hand calmly and asked him to stand up.

“Although I am not familiar with you, I am an old friend of your master, and I received some instruction from him in the past.

A few days ago, I sensed a trace of Lingxuzi's aura from you, so I was a little curious and asked them to come and take a look at you. Don't worry, no one will embarrass you here."

“Thank you for your kindness, Senior. I am an outer disciple of the sect. I have seen you subdue demons in the sect before.

It’s just that my cultivation was low at that time and I hadn’t yet formed a fetus, so I couldn’t recognize you.

I hope Senior Chen will forgive me."

Seeing that the other party came to him because of his master "Taoist Lingxu", Song Qingming finally understood why the people from "Tianyu Sect" suddenly chose him to exchange spiritual objects.

It’s just that I haven’t used any skills these days, and I don’t know how the other party knew that I am a disciple of the “Taixu Sect”.

Seeing that Chen Qingxuan in front of him could actually see through his identity at a glance, Song Qingming couldn't help but feel even more shocked by the profound magical powers of the Jindan cultivator.

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, Chen Qingxuan's originally calm face moved slightly, and he continued with a smile:

“Although you are only an outer disciple of Taixu Sect, you have the aura of your master’s natal sword talisman on you, so you must be someone he values.

Otherwise, with Lingxuzi's personality, he would not easily hand over such an important thing to others unless it was something extremely important.

But these are your Taixu Sect’s affairs, so I won’t ask too much about them.

I came here today to find you, just to confirm whether I was wrong before, and whether your master's natal sword talisman is still on you?"

When Song Qingming heard the other party mention his master "Taoist Lingxu"'s natal sword talisman, he realized that the other party might have confirmed his identity through this spiritual object.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded seriously at the other party.

Then, a flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and he took out the natal sword talisman that his master "Taoist Lingxu" had given him and put it in his own hand.

After all, Song Qingming had witnessed with his own eyes the time when Chen Qingxuan went to the "Taixu Gate" to help his master Lingxu Taoist fight the enemy.

I think the other party didn't have any malicious intentions in asking about this.

After all, with Chen Qingxuan's cultivation level at the Spirit Transformation Stage, if he really wanted to do something bad to him, Song Qingming would be powerless to resist him now.

There is no need to deliberately conceal these things.

When Chen Qingxuan saw the "natal sword talisman" in Song Qingming's hand, a look of satisfaction immediately appeared on his face, and then he smiled a little more.

“The natal sword talisman in your hand was originally made by me with the help of your master, so I am somewhat familiar with its aura.

If this talisman is used in conjunction with a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage or above, it can even pose a slight threat to a Spiritual Transformation cultivator. It is a rare and precious spiritual object in the world.

I hope you can use it with caution in the future and not waste its power."

After confirming that his judgment was correct, Chen Qingxuan spoke to Song Qingming in front of him and then waved his hand to let him put away the "natal sword talisman" in his hand.

"Senior, I will definitely keep your kind words in mind!"

"Well! As long as you understand what I mean."

Seeing Song Qingming bowing his head in earnest to learn, Chen Qingxuan nodded slightly to him, then turned around and sat back on a chair.

Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly bowed to the person in front of him with a respectful look and said:
"If you don't have any other instructions, I'll take my leave now!"

"You're in such a hurry to leave, are you not going to keep this thing anymore?"

Hearing that Song Qingming was about to say goodbye and leave, Chen Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly, and then there appeared in his hand the antique wooden box that Song Qingming had seen before, and he threw it directly in front of the other party.

When Song Qingming saw the spiritual object that appeared in front of him, which was exactly the "Infant Transformation Pill" that he wanted to exchange for, a hint of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Since I specially invited you here today, I will keep my word. You should take this thing!"

"Thank you for your help, Senior."

Half a minute later, a figure suddenly flashed in the "white light shield" at the door, and then Song Qingming walked out of the secret room.

Touching the storage bag on his waist and feeling the "Infant Transformation Pill" inside, a hint of joy suddenly flashed across Song Qingming's face.

He didn't have much hope when he came here to exchange for spiritual objects.

Unexpectedly, the final result was still beyond his expectations, and he still got a precious "Infant Transformation Pill" as he wished.

However, in order to exchange for this pill, Song Qingming also paid a fourth-level medium-grade monster material, which was also the spiritual object that Song Qingming had written on the name card for exchange.

This pair of Demon King wings, which have reached the fourth-level mid-grade grade, was obtained by Song Qingming from the "White Crane Demon King".

Although this item is also a valuable high-level monster material, its value is obviously not worth mentioning compared with the "Infant Transformation Pill" obtained by Song Qingming.

However, this time Song Qingming was able to get this advantage and successfully exchange for the "Infant Transformation Pill", he also had to thank his master "Taoist Lingxu".

If it weren't for his sake, how could Chen Qingxuan, the high and mighty ancestor of the "Tianyu Sect" who had attained the state of transformation, have specially invited Song Qingming here?

It is even more impossible for the cultivators from the Tianyu Sect to choose him to exchange for the Infant Transformation Pill.

Under the guidance of the purple-clothed maid, Song Qingming quickly returned to the teleportation array backstage of the "auction". After a while, he was teleported back to the previous private room.

Huang Siyuan, who had been waiting here, saw Song Qingming and the others suddenly appear, and hurried forward to greet them.

"Husband, what's wrong, are you okay?"

Seeing the nervous look on Huang Siyuan's face, Song Qingming immediately gave her a reassuring look and nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, there's no trouble!"

After sending away the purple-clothed maid standing beside him, Song Qingming briefly told Huang Siyuan what had just happened, and informed her that he had exchanged for the spiritual object.

However, Song Qingming did not explain too much about the "Taixu Sect". He just told the other party that he had successfully exchanged for an elixir.

Upon hearing that Song Qingming had really exchanged for the "Infant Transformation Pill", Huang Siyuan's face showed shock but also excitement.

The "Infant Transformation Pill" is an extremely rare elixir in the world of immortal cultivation. For them, it is not an easy-to-find spiritual object outside.

Besides, now Song Qingyu and herself are almost at the stage of forming a baby. With this pill, no matter who takes and refines it in the future, their chances of forming a baby will definitely be improved.

Just as Huang Siyuan was thinking, Song Qingming, who had obtained the "Infant Transformation Pill", also felt slightly relieved.

Of these two elixirs, Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan will each get one.

At least in the short term, Song Qingming can feel more at ease and no longer have to rush out to find spiritual objects to help them form a baby.

After the two of them celebrated excitedly in the private room, they realized that the "auction" below had already been announced to be over. Song Qingming then followed the crowd and left the room with Huang Siyuan.

Before leaving, Huang Siyuan, who was very happy, took out hundreds of spirit stones as a reward to the purple-clothed maid who had served them for a long time.

Although Song Qingming's final acquisition of the "Infant Transformation Pill" had little to do with her.

But after all, the other person was busy helping to deliver the message, so he did make some contribution. The two of them couldn't treat each other unfairly now that they got what they wanted.

Even though they came out a little late, Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan did not attract anyone's attention when walking in the crowd.

Regarding the final transaction of the "Infant Transformation Pill", the "Tianyu Sect" was still very secretive.

Except for a few cultivators from the Tianyu Sect, even Song Qingming didn't know who the other person who got the "Infant Transformation Pill" was, let alone anyone who could easily guess it.

By the time Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan returned to their residence downstairs, Bai Yuxian and others had already returned here first.

As soon as they entered the door, Song Qingming and the others heard the somewhat excited discussion of Zheng Zongxun and others not far away.

Today they finally broadened their horizons and saw so many high-level spiritual creatures appear, which was enough to make them excited for a while.

But compared to this, Bai Yuxian seemed a little calmer.

Seeing Song Qingming and the others returning, he immediately took the initiative to step forward and discuss with them the preparations for returning with Yang Fengyu and the others.

Now that the "auction" has ended, Song Qingming has no urgent business to attend to.

When he heard Bai Yuxian's proposal to return, he had no objection and nodded in agreement.
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Just when Song Qingming and others were preparing to set off to return to the "Floating Cloud Mountains" world of immortal cultivation.

On a high mountain far south of Qinghe County, a group of monks were carefully chasing several monsters in front of them, slowly forcing them to the top of the mountain.

"Zihuan, take them to the east to encircle them, and we'll surround them from this side. Everyone, be careful not to let them escape!"

"Uncle Thirteen, don't worry, they can't run away."

Hearing the order from an older elder in front of them, several younger monks nearby responded quickly, and then they split up and surrounded the other side of the mountain.

Although the cultivation levels of these young cultivators are not high, they are only at the Qi Refining stage.

But judging from their skillful movements, this was not the first time they came out to hunt monsters. As they watched the monsters getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, a hint of satisfaction suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Hey! That's weird. I just saw them nearby. How come they disappeared all of a sudden?"

Just after the two groups of monks successfully surrounded the monster to the top of the mountain, when they gathered together, they suddenly found that the monster in front of them had disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was stunned and started looking around quickly.

"Uncle Thirteen, there is a cave over here. They must be hiding inside."

Hearing the shouts not far away, everyone gathered in front of a dark cave, and couldn't help but show some excitement.

"Haha! This time the turtle is caught in the jar and can't escape.

Zihuan and Ziqing, stand guard at the door, and everyone else follow me in!" (End of this chapter)