Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Although the combat effectiveness of a Nascent Soul "puppet" is far inferior to that of a cultivator of the same level, it can only be considered as half of the Nascent Soul's combat effectiveness.

However, the breakthrough of "Golden Wind" can help him strengthen his "Ten Thousand Spirits Puppet Array" again. The advancement of his cultivation is still very important to Song Qingming.

With "Black Shadow", "White Crane" and the "Golden Wind" which has successfully broken through his cultivation level, Song Qingming now has three Nascent Soul-level puppets in his hands, and his fighting strength can be further improved.

After casting a spell to investigate, Song Qingming found that the aura in "Golden Wind" was still a little unstable. He took out another top-grade spirit stone from his body and placed it in the "Spirit Gathering Array" in front of him.

As the "Spirit Gathering Array" in front of him quickly refined the high-quality spirit stone in the middle, the aura of "Golden Wind" gradually began to stabilize. Song Qingming then turned around and came to the other two puppets that were in seclusion.

"Black Shadow" and "Silver Armor", who were also sitting cross-legged, had also taken a lot of elixirs for cultivation in the past few years.

However, because they no longer had the help of the "Heavenly Fire Spirit Liquid", their cultivation speed also dropped rapidly as Song Qingming had expected.

If I practice normally, I don’t know when I will be able to break through the realm.

After replacing some spirit stones in the "Spirit Gathering Array" where they were, Song Qingming left the stone chamber with a smile and came to the cave hall.

Following which a sound transmission note flew out of the cave.

After a while, there was a fluctuation coming from the restricted area at the door, and then Huang Siyuan strode in with a red figure.

As soon as she entered the door, the "Chi Yan" who was standing on Huang Siyuan's shoulder suddenly jumped down, and then ran straight to the stone chamber where the "Ice and Fire Dragon" was in seclusion at the back.

It hadn't seen the "Ice and Fire Dragon" for a long time, and was thinking about finding the other to play with. However, it didn't expect that it was stopped by a ban as soon as it arrived at the door of the stone chamber.

"Xiao Jin is still in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't be able to come out to see you in the short term!"

Song Qingming, who followed closely, saw this scene and smiled slightly, while Huang Siyuan on the side cast a spell and immediately caught "Chi Yan" back from a distance.

"Don't make trouble every time you come here. I won't let you out again!"

"Master, I just wanted to go see Xiao Jin. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

Hearing the reproach from Huang Siyuan, "Chi Yan" immediately became obedient, and explained with a look of grievance on his face.

Seeing this, Huang Siyuan smiled and took out a golden meatball the size of an egg from her storage bag and threw it to the other party.

Smelling the rich spiritual energy emanating from the meatball, "Chi Yan", who had just felt extremely aggrieved, instantly became full of joy, and directly hugged the meatball and swallowed it into his stomach in one gulp.

The meatballs that Huang Siyuan just took out were made by combining the flesh and blood of high-level monsters she collected on the battlefield with some medicinal herbs that spirit beasts loved to eat.

This method of refining was also researched by Huang Siyuan through some ancient alchemy recipes from the "Tian Dan League".

The spiritual pills refined from the flesh and blood of high-level monsters contain very rich spiritual energy and are also the favorite food of high-level monsters such as "Red Flame".

Including the flesh and blood of several demon kings killed by Song Qingming and others, Huang Siyuan also collected them and refined a lot of spirit pills for raising spirit beasts.

The corpse of a fourth-level demon king is full of treasures for cultivators.

The most valuable monster materials on its body are the monster elixir, fur, bones and soul, which are all important materials for refining high-level spiritual objects.

Although the remaining flesh and blood is not of high value, the spiritual energy contained in it is also very rich.

After being devoured and refined by a golden elixir spirit beast like "Red Flame", it can also help it increase its cultivation speed a lot, and the effect can be further improved after being refined into spirit pills.

It’s a pity that the corpse of the “Demon King Bo Yun” who had the highest cultivation level had completely lost its function because his Nascent Soul had escaped and taken away all the spiritual energy of his body.

Although Song Qingming and others found the corpse, they were unable to get anything useful from it.

Fortunately, this battle destroyed the opponent's physical body, which was considered a serious blow to the monster.

Even if the "Demon Emperor Bo Yun" can rebuild his body in the future, his cultivation strength will be greatly reduced, and it will take at least hundreds of years to recover.

The "Demon Emperor Bo Yun" is a great demon who has been practicing for more than three thousand years, and his remaining lifespan is less than a thousand years at most.

For Southern human cultivators such as Song Qingming, this monster is nothing to be feared.

After calming down the "Red Flame" beside her, Huang Siyuan put it directly back into the "Spirit Beast Bag" at her waist, and then sat down at the stone table with Song Qingming.

Seeing that Song Qingming in front of him looked much better than a year ago, Huang Siyuan quickly spoke with concern:

"Is your husband's injury better?"

"Yes! Thanks to the elixir you brought me, I got better faster and now I am fine."

After replying with a smile, Song Qingming changed the subject and asked about the situation in the market at the foot of the mountain.

Upon hearing this, Huang Siyuan immediately spoke up and described in detail the changes that had taken place in the market over the past year.

During the one year that Song Qingming was in seclusion, the "Chiyun Mountain" market was repaired with the joint efforts of everyone and has basically returned to its original appearance.

With a series of policies promulgated by Song Qingming, the market town has attracted many wandering cultivators from other places. Now the number of permanent cultivators has gradually increased to about 80% of the level before the war.

Business at many shops on the street is now much better than a year ago, and most businesses have gradually turned losses into profits.

It is estimated that in another one or two years, the entire "Chiyun Mountain" will be able to recover and return to its former bustling scene.

After hearing Huang Siyuan's description, Song Qingming nodded in relief.

"Siyuan, how is Senior Sister Li doing recently? Is she still in seclusion?"

Seeing Song Qingming asking about Senior Sister Li Xuanyi's situation, Huang Siyuan thought for a moment but did not answer in a hurry. Instead, she smiled and said:
"Husband, I do have something to say about Senior Sister Li.

You just happened to be out of seclusion today, why don't you accompany me to the market place first, and then I will slowly tell you about her recent situation?"

"Well! It's a rare opportunity, so let's go down and take a walk!"

Faced with Huang Siyuan's active invitation, Song Qingming did not hesitate too much and immediately nodded and agreed.

Soon the two of them walked out of the cave together and went down the mountain along the mountain path.

When spring comes and flowers bloom, flowers bloom everywhere on "Chiyun Mountain", and the whole mountain is dyed with colorful colors.

Thinking that this place was a battlefield where tens of thousands of cultivators fought a year ago, and now seeing this rare beautiful scenery, Song Qingming felt a little heavy in his heart.

Although the traces of this tragic battle at the foot of the mountain will gradually disappear with the passage of time, the souls of the monks who died here will not easily disappear from the memories of these people.

Perhaps noticing that Song Qingming’s expression looked a little strange, Huang Siyuan did not say much, but just stayed quietly beside him.

The two of them walked slowly all the way to the entrance of the market at the foot of the mountain.

After entering the market town, the bustling sounds of people coming and going on the street quickly brought Song Qingming's thoughts back to the present.

Looking at the "Chiyunfang" in front of him, which was defended by many cultivators at the cost of their lives, Song Qingming took a deep breath and smiled again, then took the initiative to pull up Huang Siyuan's hands.

"It's a rare opportunity to accompany you here today. Whatever you fancy next, you can count it on me."

"Oh! My husband is so generous, I won't be polite to you!"

It was the first time that Huang Siyuan heard Song Qingming say this. After being stunned for a moment, she immediately nodded with joy on her face.

The next moment, Huang Siyuan seemed to have returned to the time when she was still in "Qinghefang". She suddenly changed her usual dignified expression and walked towards a shop nearby with excitement.

Seeing this, Song Qingming couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and then quickly followed the other party.

Before the war, the "Chiyun Mountain" market was already known as the first market in the northeast of the "Floating Cloud Mountain Range".

Even though it has been slightly affected now, its prosperity is far beyond the surrounding markets. There are thousands of shops on the main street alone.

Here, there are all kinds of spiritual objects such as elixirs, talismans, magic tools, etc. used by monks below the Jindan level.

As long as it is a low-level spiritual object available in the immortal cultivation world of the Floating Cloud Mountains, it can basically be found in the "Chiyun Mountain" market.

Even third-level elixirs would often flow out in the market, and occasionally attract some Jindan cultivators from the surrounding areas to come and buy the elixirs.

Huang Siyuan, who had obtained Song Qingming's consent, now completely let go. She entered a shop selling magical instruments and soon picked out more than a dozen pieces of jewelry she liked.

“My fellow Daoist, this item is a second-level magical instrument that can automatically defend itself. It was made by a senior who had built his foundation in half a year. It is now considered the treasure of our store.

But the price is a bit high, requiring nine hundred spirit stones.

If you really want it, you can try it on. If you don’t like it, you can try other spiritual objects. Our store has other hairpins that look similar, but they are of lower grade.”

The shop owner was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and for a moment he did not recognize Song Qingming and the others.

Seeing Huang Siyuan trying on so many things at once and then taking a fancy to a high-quality silver hairpin in the store, the shopkeeper looked surprised and couldn't help but glance at the two of them carefully.

Huang Siyuan's eyes were all on the silver hairpin in her hand. Without even looking at the other person, she pointed at the pile of selected jewelry in front of her and immediately said:

"Well! That's all, please pack them all for me!"

"Ah! You want all of these?"

Although there are many female cultivators who come to the store to choose spiritual objects on weekdays, most of them will only buy one or two pieces after trying on the jewelry.

When the shop owner heard that Huang Siyuan wanted to buy all the dozen or so pieces of jewelry she had, he was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ask again with some confusion.

The total price of these jewelry is almost two thousand spirit stones.

Huang Siyuan and Song Qingming, who came with her, both seemed to be at the Qi Refining stage only, and did not look like the kind of people who could easily come up with so many spirit stones.

No wonder he was so confused.

However, in response to the shopkeeper's careful questioning, Huang Siyuan still nodded.

"Yes, I want them all. Remember to dress nicely."

Huang Siyuan had just finished speaking when Song Qingming waved his hand to his waist and took out more than 20 medium-grade spirit stones from his body and placed them on the counter. "Oh! Oh! Daoist, wait a moment, I will pack them for you right away."

Seeing Song Qingming take out thousands of spirit stones without changing his expression, the shopkeeper, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly relaxed and hurriedly put the spirit stones away with a smile.

After a while, the shop assistant packed all the jewelry in exquisite wooden boxes and carefully delivered them to Huang Siyuan.

After Huang Siyuan nodded with satisfaction, the shopkeeper, who had just made a big deal, personally escorted the two out of the store with a respectful look on his face.

"Goodbye, gentlemen. Welcome to come again next time!"

It was not until the two figures gradually disappeared into the distance that the shopkeeper came to his senses and turned around to walk back.

As he was walking halfway, he recalled what happened to Song Qingming and the other person, and couldn't help muttering:

"It's strange, why do these two people seem familiar to me, have I seen them somewhere before?
No, that's not possible either!"

"Shopkeeper, this guest also wants a top-grade flying sword!"

"Yes! Here it comes."

In the end, the shopkeeper was unable to confirm the identities of the two people. He returned to the store and was busy greeting other customers.

On the street outside, Huang Siyuan came to a stall selling snacks and ordered some of her favorite delicacies.

"Boss, I want another serving of these. Pack them all in a lunch box for me."

Seeing that Huang Siyuan wanted to pack up the food to take away after tasting it, Song Qingming couldn't help but look a little puzzled.

"If you take this back later, it might get cold and won't taste good. If you really like it, I'll have them deliver it directly to the top of the mountain tomorrow."

"Who said I was going to take it back? Don't worry, your husband will know soon!"

Seeing that Huang Siyuan looked somewhat mysterious, Song Qingming could only smile slightly, took out the spirit stone from his body and handed it to the boss next to him.

After the two of them walked around the street for a while, Huang Siyuan took Song Qingming into an alley beside the main street.

Looking at the seemingly familiar scene in front of him, Song Qingming suddenly realized that he had come to the teahouse opened by his master "Taoist Lingxu". He couldn't help but look at Huang Siyuan who was walking in front of him with some confusion.

"Siyuan, is there anything you want to buy here?"

Hearing this, Huang Siyuan smiled and shook her head, saying, "There's nothing I want to buy here, but there's someone I want to see."

After Huang Siyuan finished speaking, she led Song Qingming directly to the sign of "Li's Teahouse" that day.

What Song Qingming didn't expect was that more than ten years later, the familiar sign was still hanging above the door, almost exactly the same as it was back then.

"This is, could it be."

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming's face changed and he couldn't help but look up.

However, the two familiar figures in his mind did not appear in the teahouse, but several waiters with unfamiliar faces were greeting the guests.

One of them seemed to sense something strange outside and hurried out.

"Sir, ancestor, it's you who is here!"

"Lin Yu, why are you here?"

Seeing Song Linyu, who was not only dressed simply but also covered in dust, Song Qingming almost didn't recognize him and couldn't help but show a hint of doubt on his face.

When Song Linyu saw Song Qingming and the others, he was also surprised and quickly replied softly:
"Ancestor, I just came to Chiyun Mountain last month. Master asked me to stay in the store to help for a while."

"Master. Your master is here?"

When Song Qingming heard the word "master" from Song Linyu's mouth, he instantly thought of his senior sister Li Xuanyi who had passed on the "Taixu Sword Technique" to her in the past.

Seeing this, Song Linyu immediately nodded and brought the two of them directly into the store. After a while, they came to the backyard of the store and saw Li Xuanyi who was busy moving several "puppets" in his hands.

"Hey! Junior Brother Song, you're out of retreat? Lin Yu, go and make tea. Use the spiritual tea I taught you to make last time."

Seeing Song Qingming and the other person suddenly appear in front of him, Li Xuanyi was surprised and quickly waved his hand and instructed Song Linyu beside him.

It was not until Song Linyu disappeared in the yard that she asked the two of them to sit down at the stone table beside the yard.

"Sister Li, when did you come here to open a shop?"

"I had nothing to do after practicing before, so I thought of coming to the market to find something to do. This shop was found for me by Sister Siyuan.

This place is relatively quiet and not far from the market town, so it is an excellent place for training.

Junior Brother Song, how do you feel? "

When he was still in the "Taixu Sect", Song Qingming went to the secular world with Li Xuanyi to gain experience, and naturally knew what Li Xuanyi was thinking.

What he didn't expect was that Huang Siyuan, without knowing it, actually helped Li Xuanyi choose the teahouse where his master "Taoist Lingxu" had stayed by chance.

I don’t know if this is fate or if she has already noticed what is going on.

Song Qingming turned around, glanced at Huang Siyuan beside him, and then nodded.

Huang Siyuan seemed not to notice the strangeness on his face and directly brought out the spiritual food she had just bought on the road.

Soon a fragrance filled the courtyard, and Li Xuanyi, who was standing by, couldn't help but look over.

"My husband and I bought these on the road, and I brought some for you to taste."

"And these gifts are specially selected by us to thank you for staying to help last time. I hope you won't dislike them, Senior Sister Li."

After Huang Siyuan finished speaking, she took out a dozen pieces of jewelry that she had previously selected from the shop and placed them in front of Li Xuanyi.

After opening the wooden box and taking a look, Li Xuanyi saw a silver hairpin that was emitting spirit inside. His attention was instantly attracted to it.

Although this thing is just an ordinary second-level mid-grade magic weapon, for a Jindan peak cultivator like Li Xuanyi, it is not a spiritual object of great value.

However, except for a small number of them, most of the female cultivators in the world of immortals also love beauty!

Seeing the silver hairpin in front of him with its unique carvings and exquisite workmanship, which was a rare decorative spiritual object, Li Xuanyi was very fond of it at this moment and took it out of the wooden box immediately.

It was not until he saw the happy look on senior sister Li Xuanyi's face that Song Qingming, who was sitting next to her, finally understood what was going on. He looked at Huang Siyuan with a hint of gratitude on his face.

It turned out that she had bought so many things in the market before, mainly to bring herself to meet senior sister Li Xuanyi, not for Huang Siyuan herself.

Seeing Li Xuanyi pick up the silver hairpin and look at it with an excited look on her face, Huang Siyuan quickly stood up and walked to her.

"Senior sister, this hairpin was specially selected by my husband. It really suits you very well. How about I help you put it on and see how it goes?"

"Well! Then I'll trouble Sister Siyuan."

Hearing Huang Siyuan's suggestion, Li Xuanyi smiled and nodded, then handed the silver hairpin in his hand to the other party.

After a while, with the help of Huang Siyuan, a silver light soon appeared between the ends of Li Xuanyi's hair.

After taking out a mirror from the "storage bag" on his waist and looking at it, Li Xuanyi turned to face Song Qingming who was tasting the spiritual food on the table.

"Junior Brother Song, are you looking good?"

Just after putting a meatball into his mouth, Song Qingming suddenly heard Li Xuanyi's question. He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and looked up.

It was rare to see Senior Sister Li Xuanyi looking so shy and cautious. Song Qingming was stunned and nodded gently.

"Hmm! Siyuan has a good eye. This item really matches Senior Sister very well."

"Hey! Wasn't this hairpin chosen by you, Junior Brother Song?"

Hearing the doubts in Li Xuanyi's mouth, Song Qingming was shocked and realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing just now.

Then he turned his eyes and quickly explained:

"Senior sister, you misunderstood. I did buy the hairpin, but I also asked Siyuan when I was choosing it, and I finally decided on it."

Seeing Song Qingming's serious expression, Li Xuanyi didn't seem to feel anything was wrong. She nodded happily, then turned around and looked at the other jewelry with Huang Siyuan.

Song Qingming, who was standing aside, slowly let out a breath and picked up the spiritual food on the table.

Just as the three of them were tasting the spiritual food in the courtyard, Song Linyu, with a dark look on his face, walked in carefully carrying a pot of spiritual tea.

"Master, ancestor, please have some tea!"

Song Linyu was spoiled by Song Yuanfang and his wife since she was a child. After she got married, Bai Jingyun also obeyed her in everything and she never suffered any hardship outside.

Compared to other people, he was also very unfamiliar with the tasks of making tea and pouring water.

However, when this girl came to Li Xuanyi, she seemed very obedient. Even though her body was already dirty all over, she did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

After pouring the brewed tea for the three people, he bowed to Li Xuanyi beside him, then stepped out respectfully.

After Song Linyu left, seeing that Li Xuanyi had put away all the jewelry around her, Song Qingming waved his hand and cast a spell to place a "soundproof shield" between the three of them.

"Junior Brother Song, do you have anything to say?"

Seeing that Song Qingming's expression suddenly became serious, Li Xuanyi and Huang Siyuan quickly turned their eyes to his position.

Seeing this, Song Qingming nodded calmly, then asked Li Xuanyi:
"Sister, your injuries have basically recovered now. Have you decided when to go into seclusion to form a baby?" (End of this chapter)