Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Soon, led by a late Qi Refining cultivator, many cultivators walked into the cave.

The two young monks who were in charge of guarding the entrance to the cave were looking at the entrance in front of them with a little nervousness, ready to deal with any monsters that might rush out of the cave at any time.

Everyone's face was full of confidence, as if they had already regarded the monsters inside as the spoils to be divided up.
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Half a month later, a sword light flew from "Funiu Mountain" and landed directly at the mountain gate.

As the sword light faded, a handsome man in black stepped out from the sword light and came directly in front of a layer of white light shield.

As soon as the man in black sent out a voice transmission, he saw a wave of spiritual light in the "white shield" in front of him, and several figures walked out quickly from it.

"We are here to meet Elder Xuanfeng!"

Seeing the people in front of him saluting, Song Xuanfeng waved his hand and asked, "Is the Great Elder on the mountain?"

"Reporting to the elders, the great elder did not come down the mountain today, he should be in the meeting room."

Hearing this, Song Xuanfeng nodded slightly, then continued to fly up the mountain on the sword light, and soon arrived outside the family meeting room.

"Xuanfeng greets Sixteenth Uncle!"

As soon as he entered the hall, Song Xuanfeng saw a middle-aged man sitting at the top seat in front of him, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

At the same time, Song Yuanfang, who was busy, also heard the noise below. He immediately looked up at him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Xuanfeng is back, don't be so polite, come and sit down!

How's things going at White Lion Square lately? I hope nothing has been delayed by transferring you back?

"Reporting to Uncle Sixteen, everything is fine in White Lion Square. I have already arranged it before I came back, and it will not delay the affairs of the market."

"Yeah! That's good."

Seeing Song Xuanfeng who had rushed back exhausted, Song Yuanfang invited him to sit aside and asked him a few questions with a concerned look on his face.

Seeing this, Song Xuanfeng quickly responded one by one, until Song Yuanfang nodded in relief, he changed the subject and asked:

"I received a message from my family the day before yesterday. I wonder why you are so anxious to find me back. But what happened in the family?"

Hearing Song Xuanfeng's question, Song Yuanfang's expression changed slightly, then he shook his head and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Nothing happened at home. It was just that a lot of cultivators from the Lu family in the south suddenly disappeared. I suspect it might be the work of some blind bandits and evil cultivators outside.

I asked you to come back this time because I want you to take the lead in going to the Lu family and help them investigate this matter."

"Even the Lu family can't handle it, could it be that these people are not ordinary people?"

Seeing a hint of doubt on Song Xuanfeng's face, Song Yuanfang nodded quickly and said:

“According to the news from the Lu family, more than a dozen cultivators disappeared this time, and they all disappeared without a trace.

The one who can do this should, if nothing unexpected happens, be a demon at the foundation building stage or above.

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The Lu family mentioned by Song Yuanfang is a family of immortal cultivators in the south of "Qinghe County".

The Lu family was originally just a small Qi-refining family. Several decades ago, they found an extremely precious third-level spirit bead in the nearby Qing River and voluntarily presented it to "Funiu Mountain".

Since Song Qingming formed the Dan, all the immortal cultivation families in the two counties of "Qinghe" and "Pingyang" were incorporated into the Song family. The family also promulgated many management systems in its own territory over the years.

One of the regulations is that any vassal forces below are willing to voluntarily offer spiritual objects of level three or above, they may have a chance to exchange them for a "Foundation Building Pill" from the Song family.

Just like the Wang family of "Fengtou Mountain" back then, the Lu family also relied on this great contribution to get an opportunity to exchange for the "Foundation Building Pill" from the Song family.

Finally, more than ten years ago, the entire clan successfully cultivated a foundation-building cultivator with the strength of the entire clan, and since then they were promoted to the foundation-building immortal clan.

About a few months ago, many cultivators suddenly started to disappear around the Lu family.

However, at the beginning, because there were only one or two monks missing, and they were not members of the Lu family, they did not take the matter seriously.

It was not until half a month ago that a vassal Qi-refining family under the Lu family went out to hunt monsters, and more than a dozen cultivators disappeared at the same time. This shocked them for a while.
The Lu family realized that something was wrong, so they organized monks to investigate the matter, and at the same time hurriedly sent a message to "Funiu Mountain" thousands of miles away, asking the Song family for help.

It was because Song Yuanfang received a request for help from the Lu family a few days ago that he transferred Song Xuanfeng back from the "White Lion Square" and planned to let him go to the Lu family to deal with the matter.

No matter what, the Lu family is a vassal of the Song family.

Moreover, the "Qingliang Mountain" where the Lu family is located is also in Qinghe County. With bandits and demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage appearing so close to their own home, Song Yuanfang and his men must find a way to eliminate this hidden danger.

"Xuanfeng, go back and have a rest first. I'll notify you when Siyue and the others arrive, and you can go together then."

"Don't worry, Uncle Sixteen. Xuanfeng will follow your orders!"

After understanding the whole story, Song Xuanfeng quickly stood up and nodded, then bowed and said goodbye and left.

After leaving the family's "meeting room", Song Xuanfeng first returned to his cave in the mountain to make preparations, and then went down the mountain to a small hill behind "Mujiao Town".

Unlike many of his peers on the mountain, Song Xuanfeng has always had a very good relationship with his mortal relatives since he started practicing Taoism. He often sneaks down the mountain to help his mortal relatives.

For this, he was often criticized by elders such as Song Yuanfang, and even the family ancestor Song Qingming scolded him once.

However, after establishing his foundation, as the elders and people close to Song Xuanfeng passed away one after another, the relationship with the remaining younger generations became increasingly distant, and in recent years he had rarely returned to his home at the foot of the mountain.

But after all, he is still a filial person. When he has free time from practicing, Song Xuanfeng will still take time out every year to go down the mountain to pay tribute to his parents and relatives.

When Song Xuanfeng arrived at the mountain, he first patiently paid homage to his parents and elders.

Then, as per custom, he went to several ancestral graves not far away and burned some paper money, paying homage to these ancestors whom he had never seen before.

These ancestral tombs are related to the ancestor of the Song family on the mountain. Since he was a child, Song Xuanfeng would follow his elders to the mountain to pay homage. It has long been a memory engraved in his bones.

Even though Song Xuanfeng doesn't come here often now, there are still mortals from the mountain who come here every year to worship and take care of the temple.

Going up the mountain to worship ancestors is something that people do only do once or twice a year, and under the wind and rain, these ancient ancestral graves have long been overgrown with weeds.

Seeing that he really couldn't stand it, Song Xuanfeng took out his magic weapon and tidied up the surroundings a little, then turned around with satisfaction and returned to "Funiu Mountain".

Soon, several sword lights passed through the "Mountain Protection Formation" and went south.

The "Jinliang Mountain" where the Lu family is located is less than two thousand miles away from the "Funiu Mountain". With the speed of escape of a foundation-building cultivator, he can get there in about half a day.

This time, in addition to Song Xuanfeng, a cultivator in the late foundation building stage, the family also sent Song Siyue and Song Sitong, two elders in the early foundation building stage, to accompany him.

The three of them headed south and soon arrived at a high mountain surrounded by mist and spiritual light.

Seeing that the "Jinliang Mountain" ahead was on high alert, Song Siyue beside him couldn't help but asked with a hint of doubt on her face:
"Uncle Xuanfeng, how come the Lu family has already opened the mountain protection formation? Could it be that someone attacked here?"

“I haven’t heard from the Great Elder that the Lu family was attacked, and the current situation is still unclear.

Be careful later. If anything bad happens, send a message to inform the family immediately!"

After instructing the two people beside him, Song Xuanfeng's hand flickered slightly, and a black shield immediately appeared. He cast a spell to protect himself with it.

Seeing this, Song Siyue and the other person beside him also took out their magical weapons, ready to deal with any possible emergencies at any time.

What Song Xuanfeng and his companions did not expect was that when they arrived near "Jinliang Mountain", they did not find anything unusual.

Before they could send a message to inform each other, there was a sudden flash of light in the magic circle, and a man in a white robe walked out with a few people, looking happy.

It was the only foundation-building cultivator of the Lu family, Lu Wenzhe.

"Friend Lu, why are you so nervous? What happened?"

"So it's you fellow Taoists. I'm honored to meet you all. It's great to see you all coming to help!"

After bowing to Song Xuanfeng and the other two in front of him, Lu Wenzhe began to explain to everyone.

Contrary to what Song Xuanfeng and others had guessed, "Jinliang Mountain" had not suffered any attacks recently, except that a few days ago, a cultivator from a nearby Qi-refining family had gone missing.

And this time, the place where the missing monk met with the accident was not too far away, just near a mine a hundred miles away from "Jinliang Mountain".

After the Lu family heard about this, they were a little panicked for a moment, so they took the initiative to activate the "Mountain Protection Array" just in case.

Compared with other older foundation-building forces around "Qinghe County", the Lu family has only been promoted to the foundation-building immortal clan for more than ten years, and the family strength is relatively weak.

Seeing that they would respond so carefully, Song Xuanfeng was not too surprised. However, Song Siyue and the other person standing by looked at each other with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Compared to Song Xuanfeng, who had been building his foundation for many years, the two of them only succeeded in building their foundation after the "Monster Turbulence" in recent years and have not experienced too many storms.

Being born into a large immortal cultivation family like the Song family, and having always been smooth sailing on the path of cultivation, it was naturally difficult for Song Siyue and her companions to understand the difficulties faced by small immortal cultivation families like Lu Wenzhe and his like.

Seeing that the Song family had sent three foundation-building cultivators over, Lu Wenzhe and the rest of the Lu family immediately felt at ease, and hurriedly invited Song Xuanfeng and the others to join them in "Jinliang Mountain".

After some discussion, they decided to find the whereabouts of the missing monks and deal with the bandits and evil monks who were causing trouble.

Song Xuanfeng and others came to the place where the missing monks had the accident. They used the bloodline search method that Song Qingming left in the family to cast a spell to find out the other party's current location.

After Song Xuanfeng successfully cast the spell twice in a row, everyone quickly got a general direction and led a large group of monks to the southeast into a mountain forest that was rarely visited by people. Not long after, everyone, led by Song Xuanfeng, arrived near an ordinary-looking mountain.

“According to the guidance of the bloodline spiritual method, they should be on the mountain ahead.

Siyue and Fellow Daoist Lu each led a group of cultivators to search the mountains on both sides, while Sitong and I stayed on the top to provide support.

Remember, there may be foundation-building cultivators among these people, so don't underestimate the enemy and advance rashly.

If you come across anything suspicious, send us a message immediately."

"Don't worry, uncle. We will be careful."

Although she opened her mouth to respond, Song Siyue's face clearly showed no sign of reminding Song Xuanfeng, and she did not take it too seriously.

After all, there were nearly a hundred people present at the scene, including four foundation-building cultivators alone, and Song Xuanfeng, a late-stage foundation-building master, to support them.

Even if there really are foundation-building cultivators among the other side, they are no match for so many people, so there is really no need to be so cautious.

In recent years, because of the existence of the Song family in "Qinghe County", any demon cultivators and bandit cultivators with a little fame in the vicinity are frightened and want to stay away from them.

The rest are just some newcomers or ignorant people who have just gone astray, who have the guts to cause trouble under the Song family's nose.

After receiving the order, Song Siyue took the initiative to lead a team of cultivators and went quickly to the mountains with Lu Wenzhe, one in the south and one in the north, to search quickly.

Soon everyone searched all the way to the top of the mountain. At this time, Song Siyue suddenly received a message from his fellow monks that a very suspicious cave was found ahead.

Leading everyone to the entrance of the cave, Song Siyue immediately smelled a strong smell of blood from inside, and everyone couldn't help but frowned.

Seeing that the cave in front of them was very suspicious, Song Siyue thought that there should be a cultivator or a monster dead inside. After sending a message to Song Xuanfeng who was far away, Song Siyue took a few people into the cave first.

After walking forward for dozens of feet, as the bloody smell ahead became increasingly strong, Song Siyue and his companions entered a cave about ten feet wide.

As a flash of fire flew out from her hand, a somewhat strange three-story altar suddenly appeared in front of Song Siyue. The bloody scene on it immediately stunned everyone present.

I saw that on the altar, every layer was filled with corpses of monks and monsters. All of them were skin and bones, as if all the blood had been sucked out of their bodies.

"It is indeed the work of the demon cultivator. Quickly send a message to inform Fellow Daoist Lu and the others."

Seeing that the altar in front of her was very strange, Song Siyue frowned slightly and hurriedly asked the person beside her to go out and pass on the message.

But the Qi Refining cultivator who was ordered by the street turned around and had not run a few steps when he saw a red light coming from the direction of the altar and immediately piercing through his chest.

The next moment, only a scream was heard, and the red light turned into a silk thread that dragged the man directly onto the altar, and soon there was no sound.

In a split second, Song Siyue didn't have time to stop it, and saw the red thread instantly kill a person.

"Get out!"

After discovering that the strength of the opponent before him was far beyond his expectations, Song Siyue hurriedly ordered the remaining people to evacuate the place.

However, just as they moved, they saw the red light on the altar again, and several red threads were quickly coming towards them.

Seeing this, Song Siyue hurriedly activated the protective shield to block in front of her, and took out a magic weapon from her body and activated it to transform into a green python to attack the red silk thread, trying to block the opponent's attack.

But what she didn't expect was that the green python she released through spell was knocked away with a "clang" as soon as it touched the red silk thread.

After being blocked for a short while, the red thread continued to attack their location.

A few more screams were heard. The Qi Refining cultivators who followed Song Siyue in each cast spells to resist the attack of the red threads.

But the magic weapons in front of them were like tofu when they encountered those red silk threads and were directly broken by the opponent.

Soon, all the corpses were hung on the altar!
On Song Siyue's side, she relied on a talisman on her body to block herself and avoided the vital points in time, but was directly knocked away by the red silk thread.

After getting up, Song Siyue didn't care about her injuries and ran out of the cave without looking back.

Just as she left the cave, several red lights flew out from the cave entrance, instantly piercing through several Qi-refining monks who happened to be standing at the entrance of the cave.

The other people nearby were shocked when they saw this and quickly stepped back.

But their escape speed was obviously not faster than those strange red threads. Screams were heard one after another, and the surrounding monks were all dragged into the cave by the red light.

Only Song Siyue, who was faster, managed to avoid the pursuit of the red lights by casting a spell with all her strength.

However, before Song Siyue could escape from here, several red rays of light flew out of the cave again and headed straight behind her.

Just when Song Siyue was about to be caught up by the opponent, fortunately a sword light flew in the air in time and helped her stop the opponent's pursuit.

The man flying the sword was none other than Song Xuanfeng, who had received the news first and rushed to support.

This time, with Song Xuanfeng's powerful attack, the red thread was finally repelled head-on, giving Song Siyue a chance to catch her breath and retreat in front of Song Xuanfeng.

"Uncle, this person is a demon cultivator. We found an altar in the cave, and the missing cultivators are all inside!"

Song Siyue, who had barely escaped death, didn't care about her injuries when she saw Song Xuanfeng, and hurriedly told the other party what she had just seen and heard.

At this time, two more sword lights flew over from not far away. They were Song Sitong and Lu Wenzhe who arrived a step later.

After the four of them reunited, facing the red light threads that were attacking again from the cave ahead, Song Xuanfeng, who had fought with the opponent before, showed a solemn look on his face.

"Form the Three Talents Formation!"

As Song Xuanfeng shouted loudly, Song Sitong and Song Siyue immediately understood what he meant and stood in a triangle formation with him.

The three of them worked together and instantly swung out a powerful sword light, which directly split the red silk thread attacking from the front and cut the city in half.

After the successful attack, Song Xuanfeng did not show any excitement on his face. Instead, he directly announced his orders to the people behind him.

"We can't deal with this guy. Tell everyone to retreat and leave here as soon as possible!"

Although Song Xuanfeng did not suffer any loss in the previous head-on attack and even repelled the opponent, his years of experience in fighting also made him feel the extraordinary power of his opponent.

The demon cultivator in the cave was either someone who had cultivated some powerful magical powers, or his cultivation was far above theirs. He was definitely not someone they could handle.

But no matter what the result is, they are not sure of defeating their opponents at the moment, so they can only evacuate here first.

Song Xuanfeng had just issued the order to retreat, and before everyone could start to act, a red light appeared in the cave again, followed by a ball of black mist flying out.

"Hahaha, it's not that easy to leave!"

Suddenly, a burst of strange and captivating laughter came from the black fog, which frightened Song Siyue and others. They quickly cast a spell to release a protective shield to block the sound waves emitted by the other party.

"This demon is a Jindan cultivator, let's go!"

Seeing that the black fog was getting closer and closer to them, Song Xuanfeng, who had the highest cultivation level, shouted loudly and cast a spell to release a emerald green bronze bell magic weapon to help everyone share some of the pressure.

Taking this opportunity, Song Siyue and a few others quickly turned around and fled backwards, trying to escape from here quickly.

But what they didn't expect was that the speed of the black fog behind them was far beyond their expectations. It arrived in front of them in an instant and directly sucked them into the black fog.

At the critical moment, a golden light suddenly appeared on Song Xuanfeng's body, instantly forcing back the black fog in front of several people.

The golden light turned into a huge net that directly covered the black fog in front of him, helping several people escape from the black fog.

Seeing that Song Xuanfeng suddenly subdued his opponent with a golden talisman in his hand, Song Siyue and others felt relieved at once. But before they could be happy for a moment, the black fog changed drastically and directly propped up the golden net again.

"Don't worry about me, quickly split up and retreat!"

Seeing that Song Siyue and the others still wanted to come forward to help, Song Xuanfeng, who knew that the third-level talisman in his hand would not last long, immediately gave them the order to retreat again.

Seeing this situation, Lu Wen Ze, who had the lowest cultivation level, reacted first and evacuated far away without looking back.

Song Siyue and Song Sitong looked at each other, and immediately made a decision to leave in two different directions.

The three of them had just left for a moment when they heard a violent explosion suddenly behind them, and Song Xuanfeng's entire figure was quickly shrouded in black fog again.

The few people who saw this scene hurriedly used their magical powers to escape.

But the speed of the black fog was obviously faster than theirs. Soon it rolled behind Lu Wenzhe, who was the slowest in escape, and his figure was directly submerged in it.

"what."

A quarter of an hour later, the black fog flew again from the distance in the air and disappeared into the cave in front.

After the black fog reached the altar, dozens of figures suddenly fell through it. They were Song Xuanfeng and others who had just been caught up in it.

A moment later, the black mist transformed again in the air and turned into a man in black with a pale face.

"Haha! Even though one of them ran away, with so many monks, it should be enough."

After the black-clothed man finished speaking, he glanced at the many cultivators below and then his eyes fell on Song Xuanfeng who was still unconscious.

"This guy's spirit seems pretty good, let's keep it for now. If we can't find a good one, I'll just use you!" (End of this chapter)