Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Faced with Senior Brother Lin Yutang's request, although Song Qingming understood their thoughts very well, he still felt a little sorry for Zhang Rong.

If it weren't for the sudden incident at Tuoyun Mountain, with his qualifications, if he could find a better spiritual object for forming a pill, his prospects in the path of Taoism would not be worse than those of Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan who were in seclusion on the top of the mountain.

However, the world of cultivating immortals is full of uncertainties. The moment Chen Jinliang passed away, Tuo Yun Mountain was doomed to decline and began to go downhill. Even if there had been no betrayal by the Ma family, it did not mean that Tuo Yun Mountain would be safe.

Song Qingming and Chen Xuanxin have known each other for many years and are considered to be relatively familiar with each other. Lin Yutang and the others also knew this, so they came directly to Song Qingming for help.

After agreeing to their request, Song Qingming quickly wrote a letter on the spot and handed it to Lin Yutang, which served as an introduction to Lin Yutang and the other two and gave them a chance to meet Chen Xuanxin.

As for whether Lin Yutang and the other man could show enough sincerity to impress Chen Xuanxin and obtain the demon king's inner elixir after they met, this was not Song Qingming's business.

After finishing this task, Song Qingming did not argue with them and generously accepted the third-level elixir on the table, which made Lin Yutang and the other person beside him feel a little relieved.

After seeing off Lin Yutang and the other two, Song Qingming sipped the spiritual tea in the private room for a while before getting up and walking out of Xianfeng Tower.

Not long after Song Qingming left, a woman in red, who was a few rooms away from him, asked a young waiter who was waiting beside her calmly after having a full meal and a drink:
"After listening to you for so long, it seems that you should be very clear about the things in Tuoyun Mountain. I have just arrived here not long ago, and I am curious about some things. I want to find someone to ask first. I wonder if you know it!"

After the red-dressed woman finished speaking, she raised her jade hand slightly, and immediately a cloth bag appeared in her hand. She took out five red spirit stones from it and placed them on the table.

The waiter at the side looked at the sparkling spiritual stones on the table, his eyes suddenly revealed a bit of greed, and he spoke seriously to the woman in red in front of him:

"Sir, you've asked the right person. As for Tuoyun Mountain, although there are all kinds of people here, anyone who has a little fame here and has been here for more than half a year is a good person.

I can't say I know absolutely everything, but I know at least 80% to 90% of the people. If you leave this door, I'm afraid you may not be able to find someone who knows this place better than me even if you spend more spirit stones."

While the young man was talking, his eyes kept glancing at the spirit stones on the table. His whole mind had already been firmly attracted by the unexpected wealth that was about to come to his hands.

"How much do you know about the ancestor of the Song family who lives on the top of the mountain? Tell me about him, and all these spirit stones will be yours!"

The waiter, who was looking at the spirit stones on the table with shining eyes, was startled and suddenly woke up when he heard the woman in red mention the words "ancestor of the Song family".

He looked at the red-dressed woman in front of him with a puzzled look and asked, "Sir, what did you say? Do you want to inquire about Patriarch Song?"

"That's right, just tell me what you know, preferably something that happened recently."

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"Why, these spirit stones are not enough?" Seeing that the waiter in front of her seemed to be in trouble, the woman in red took out a few more spirit stones and placed them on the table.

The Xianfenglou clerk looked at the dozen or so spiritual stones on the table with some reluctance, and a chill flashed through his heart. He shook his head firmly at the woman in red and said,

"Sir, please don't embarrass me about this. We can't make up stories about the old man on the top of the mountain. I advise you not to ask about it.

Ten years ago, in our Xianfeng Building, a waiter made some random remarks to a customer. The next day, he was arrested by the Market Law Enforcement Team and taken to Yinfeng Ridge to mine. He has not returned since then. "

As the waiter spoke, he recalled what the owner of Xianfeng Tower had told him before he arrived here.

No matter who is here, they are not allowed to mention anything about the old man on the top of the mountain. Otherwise, once the law enforcement team of the market town finds out, the guy who was caught mining in Yinfeng Ridge will suffer the same fate as them.

"This guy is quite vindictive. He is just talking about his own business. Is it necessary to capture him and send him to mine?"

Hearing the waiter say this, the image of another waiter from Xianfeng Tower immediately emerged in the mind of the woman in red, and then she muttered to herself with a slightly disappointed look on her face.

"Sir, if you don't have anything else to say, I'll leave first. If you want to pay, just go to the counter."

"Well! You go down first."

After the waiter left the private room nervously, the woman in red stood up and walked to the window, looking at the direction where Song Qingming left on the street. A complex expression appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she turned into a beam of white light and disappeared on the spot.

After a long time, a waiter from the inn came to the private room again. After knocking gently on the door, he saw that no one answered, so he opened the door and walked in.

Seeing that the guest who was originally sitting in the room had disappeared, the waiter from Xianfeng Tower was about to go out to call for help when he suddenly saw a small bag of spirit stones on the table. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

After leaving Xianfeng Tower and strolling around the market town for a while, Song Qingming strolled back to the top of the mountain.

Just when he walked not far in front of his cave, Song Qingming suddenly saw a red figure appear on the top of the mountain near where Song Qingyu was in retreat. He didn't know when.

When Song Qingming saw this scene, his face suddenly changed and he hurried over. When he was about to ask the other party, the red figure suddenly turned around and looked at Song Qingming, making him stop in surprise.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Huo Feng looked at Song Qingming, whose aura had slightly changed from before, not far away, and said calmly, "Your cultivation has already broken through to the middle stage of the Golden Core. It seems that your life has been getting better and better since you came out of the Tower of Babel!"

Song Qingming smiled and nodded, then quickly walked to Huo Feng's side. After taking a closer look at her, he said with some joy on his face, "Your Highness, your injuries have all recovered. This is really cause for celebration."

Back then, Huo Feng encountered the Blood Demon Ancestor in Tongtian Pavilion. After a fierce battle, Huo Feng was seriously injured. Although Song Qingming later helped Huo Feng escape with the help of Xuantian.

But when the two escaped from the ninth floor, Huo Feng used her magic power to break the space barrier leading to the eighth floor, causing her injuries to suddenly worsen. When the two met Feng He, Huo Feng could hardly attack at will.

Even with the elixir given by Feng He that helped to temporarily suppress her injuries, Huo Feng was still not in a very good condition when Song Qingming and she came out of the "Tower of Babel" together. For fear of being targeted, she left alone as soon as she came out.

Over the years, knowing that Huo Feng must be in seclusion recuperating from his injuries, although Song Qingming was a little worried, he did not dare to take the initiative to go to the Floating Cloud Mountains to contact them. It was not until today when he saw that Huo Feng's injuries had finally recovered that he felt relieved.

"Humph! Why are you so happy to see me recover? Aren't you afraid that I'm here to cause trouble for you?"

Seeing that Huo Feng's tone became a little serious, Song Qingming's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stood aside respectfully.

"Your Highness, you are joking. If you have any instructions, just tell me directly. How dare I not obey you if I can serve you? Why bother to say the word 'trouble'? It's a bit awkward."

Huo Feng looked at Song Qingming with a complicated expression, then turned his gaze to the cave where Song Qingyu was in seclusion, and spoke softly:

"The person who is in seclusion here seems to have reached the stage of Dan Condensation. If nothing goes wrong, he should be able to succeed. You don't have to worry too much."

Hearing that Huo Feng suddenly changed the topic to Song Qingyu who was in retreat, Song Qingming didn't react at first. After a while, he smiled, bowed and nodded:
"Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness. If my sister can really successfully form a pill this time, I will definitely prepare a small gift to thank Your Highness in the future."

"That's not necessary. I'm about to leave Floating Cloud Mountains. I'm here to say goodbye to you. If you want to thank me, you'd better give me the thing now, otherwise you may not have the chance in the future." Huo Feng turned around and smiled slightly at Song Qingming.

"Your Highness is leaving. Where are you going? You are not coming back?" Song Qingming was surprised when he heard Huo Feng say that she was leaving. He couldn't help but blurt out a question.

Huo Feng chuckled and said, "Where I go has nothing to do with you, and there is no need to tell you, but this time I'm leaving and I won't be back for at least a short time.

You human cultivators have a short lifespan. Even if you have reached the Golden Core stage, you only have a few hundred years. If you don't work hard at cultivation, we may never meet again after this separation."

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After hearing what Huo Feng said, Song Qingming was silent for a while, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond to the other party.

Although what Huo Feng said was a bit unpleasant to hear, it was also the reality that Song Qingming had to face. Compared with the lifespan of the demon race, the lifespan of human cultivators was indeed much shorter.

Moreover, Huo Feng is a Nascent Soul cultivator. For her, a few hundred years is nothing. If Song Qingming has not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage hundreds of years later, it is very likely that the two will never meet again.

"Well, you should be very happy to hear this news. From now on, no one will suddenly come to trouble you, the Song Patriarch. You can act as arrogant as you want without worrying that I will hear it all the time."

Seeing Song Qingming was in deep thought and didn't speak again, Huo Feng laughed and teased him again. "I'm just a small Jindan cultivator. Whether in front of you or in front of Xiaoyao Sect, I'm still far from being impressive. How can I be so impressive? I'd better keep a low profile."

Huo Feng nodded slightly and said, "It's good that you know this. Whether it's Xiaoyao Sect or me, it's impossible for us to be your support forever. If you want to survive well in the world of cultivation, you still have to rely on yourself."

"Yes! You are right. Living in a place like this, with a large family of younger clan members living below, I have to walk on thin ice all the time to survive until today. I don't know if I will ever be able to rest in peace."

Although Song Qingming was able to achieve his current level of cultivation with the help of Huo Feng, Feng He and others, it was mostly due to his own down-to-earth practice step by step, coupled with his cautious and careful actions, that he was able to reach where he is today.

"The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will move backward. Whether it's you or me, it's actually very simple to control your own destiny. As long as you have reached a certain level of cultivation, others will naturally recognize you."

"Now that you have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, are you still like me, unable to control your own destiny?"

Huo Feng looked at Song Qingming calmly, without answering his question. He turned around and left the place, and walked towards the cave where Huang Siyuan was in seclusion.

Seeing this, Song Qingming felt a little regretful in his heart. It seemed that he had asked too many questions today. He sighed softly and quickly followed.

The two stood outside the cave where Huang Siyuan was in seclusion for a while. Huo Feng smiled slightly and turned to Song Qingming and asked, "Do you have anything else to tell me? If not, I will leave first."

After Song Qingming heard this, he thought about it quickly and said, "I still have some things stored in my cave, which I have collected for you over the years. Why don't you come with me to get some?"

"That's fine! Since I'm here, I can't let you down."

After Song Qingming brought Huo Feng to his own cave, he directly took out two storage bags from the stone wall on one side of the cave and handed them to Huo Feng personally.

"I originally prepared some more, but they are still in Funiushan and I haven't brought them here yet. If you are not in a hurry to leave, I can go there quickly."

"It doesn't matter. These things are just external possessions. They are of no help to cultivation. Whether you have them or not, or whether you have more or less, it doesn't matter. As long as you have this intention, it's fine."

Huo Feng picked up the two storage bags, took a quick look at them, nodded with satisfaction, put them around her waist, and then turned her gaze to Song Qingming's face.

"Besides this, do you have anything else to say to me?"

"Anything else? It seems there is nothing else! Please say goodbye to Brother Longfeng and Qingluan for me. I hope you have a safe journey and we will meet again in the future!"

Huo Feng heard this, and a little doubt slowly appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he said seriously: "I mean, if you have any other requirements, you can tell me now.

Back then in the Tower of Babel, you saved me once. No matter whether you are a demon or a human cultivator, I don’t like to owe favors to others casually.

You can take the initiative to make a request now, and I will consider it as long as I can satisfy it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Qingming stood there, stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I saved you at that time with the guidance of others. It's not a big achievement, so you don't need to care too much about it.

To be honest, you have helped me a lot over the years and given me many spiritual objects. If you hadn't helped me back then, I wouldn't have been able to form the elixir so smoothly. I am very clear about this.

Being able to help you once is like repaying your kindness!"

The favor that Huo Feng was talking about was the incident in the Tower of Babel when she was entangled by the Blood Demon Ancestor and Song Qingming suddenly appeared and took her away.

After the two escaped, although Song Qingming did not reveal Xuantian's identity, he took the initiative to admit to Huo Feng that he had met a senior master in the "Tongtian Pavilion" and got the help of the other party, which enabled him to escape with Huo Feng.

Huo Feng was also somewhat curious about the expert that Song Qingming mentioned, but because their situation was really bad at the time, she did not ask too much about it and could only attribute the credit to Song Qingming.

"Oh! You don't want this benefit that I offered to you on my own initiative, right? You are really ungrateful. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance." After Huo Feng finished speaking, her pretty face tightened slightly. After giving Song Qingming a somewhat unhappy look, she turned around and was about to walk out of the cave.

Song Qingming was a little surprised to see that Huo Feng seemed to have misunderstood his meaning. He cursed himself in his heart and hurried forward to stop her.

"Your Highness, don't be angry. I was just being polite to you. I just had something I wanted to trouble you with, but I couldn't say it at the moment. It's all my fault for being tongue-tied."

Seeing Song Qingming's anxious and regretful expression, Huo Feng, who was almost at the entrance of the cave, stopped and said calmly, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

“When I was in the Tower of Babel, I found a spirit beast egg that was still alive thousands of years ago from a fellow Taoist who died there. After I came back, I asked many people, but no one could recognize it, and no one knew how to hatch it.

Your Highness, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Please help me figure out what this thing is and whether there is any way to help hatch it."

After Song Qingming finished speaking, his right hand moved with a flash of inspiration, and he quickly took out the "Millennium Spirit Beast Egg" from his body and carefully placed it in front of the Fire Phoenix.

It has been more than ten years since Song Qingming obtained this "Millennium Spirit Beast Egg", but it has not hatched yet. While he is looking forward to it, he also feels worried.

Seeing the golden spirit beast egg in Song Qingming's hand, Huo Feng's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she asked directly: "Do you want to hatch this spirit beast egg?"

"Yes, we still don't know what kind of spiritual beast this is. Can you find a way to hatch it?" Seeing that the Fire Phoenix seemed to have figured out the origin of this thing, Song Qingming nodded slightly and asked with anticipation.

"This should be an Ice and Fire Dragon spirit beast egg, but because it has been a long time, the spirit beast's vitality inside has been somewhat damaged, so it is difficult to hatch."

After Huo Feng finished speaking, a red light flashed in his hand, and soon a ball of red spiritual light gathered at his fingertips. After the ball of spiritual light grew several times larger, Huo Feng gently raised his finger and quickly shot the red spiritual light into the spirit beast egg in Song Qingming's hand.

After completing this step, the Fire Phoenix, whose face turned slightly pale, quickly withdrew its magic power and then came in front of Song Qingming.

Seeing that the Fire Phoenix seemed a little tired after casting a spell, Song Qingming felt a little confused. When he was about to ask a question, he didn't expect that a crisp sound suddenly came from the spirit beast egg in his hand that was already wrapped in a ball of red light.

Song Qingming looked carefully and found that a tiny crack had appeared on the top of the spirit beast egg. Before he could take a closer look, the crack on the spirit beast egg quickly expanded and soon broke into two halves in the middle.

"Is it that simple?" Seeing the sound of the spirit beast egg in his hand about to hatch, Song Qingming couldn't help but show a bit of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, a small blue tail appeared in front of Song Qingming and the others, and then it flipped in the eggshell, slowly revealing its entire body.

Only at this moment did Song Qingming see clearly that the spirit beast that was still looking at him curiously in the eggshell was actually a small blue snake that was only about half a foot long.

"Is this the Ice and Fire Dragon?"

Generally, the bloodlines of higher-grade monsters will be higher than those of ordinary monsters. The "Sky Fire Peng" that Song Qingyu found that year was a mid-level Qi Refining monster shortly after it was hatched.

The aura of the little snake in Song Qingming's hand was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, which was completely different from the high-level demon beast bloodline he had imagined.

"I spent so much time and effort, and finally used up a favor to ask the Fire Phoenix for help, and this is what hatched out. This thousand-year-old spirit beast egg is too much of a rip-off!"

Looking at the blue snake in front of him, which looked no different from the green bamboo python he had seen before except for the two fleshy horns on its head, Song Qingming couldn't help but reveal a bit of disappointment on his face.

"This Ice and Fire Flood Dragon is a relatively rare species of dragon. Generally, when it hatches, it is at least a first-class upper-grade monster. The reason why its cultivation is not that high now is because it suffered some loss of vitality before.

I have just enlightened its intelligence. As long as you cultivate it carefully in the future, it should recover in no time. "Also seeing the disappointment on Song Qingming's face, Huo Feng quickly explained.

Song Qingming showed some understanding after hearing this, and then asked softly: "So that's how it is. If this spirit beast is trained well, what realm can it reach in the future?"

“It’s hard to say. Although they are all demons, I don’t know much about the Jiaolong lineage. But generally speaking, there will be no problem in cultivating to the third level. If you are lucky, you may be able to break through the Nascent Soul stage and advance to the Transformation stage.”

"Oh! That's more like it. It's not in vain that I spent so much time on you." After hearing Huo Feng's explanation, Song Qingming's eyes immediately became kinder when he looked at the "Ice and Fire Dragon".

The "Ice Fire Dragon" in Song Qingming's hand, which had just hatched, became a little bolder after getting familiar with the surrounding environment. It jumped directly from Song Qingming's hand to the ground and soon came to the feet of the Fire Phoenix. (End of this chapter)