Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Song Qingming and his companions rode the "Phantom Boat" all the way westward. After crossing several sea areas and reaching the land, they rested for a day in the small market town they had visited before.

By the time they crossed Duanyun Mountain and arrived near Floating Cloud Mountain Range, it was almost half a month later.

On this day, on a high mountain to the west of Zheng State, a white light came from afar, circled in the air, and then landed directly on the top of the mountain.

Song Qingming jumped off the flying boat, looked at the quiet surroundings on the top of the mountain, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to Song Qingyu and the other person who had just jumped off the flying boat and said:

"It's quite quiet here. Let's rest here for one night and continue our journey tomorrow!"

In order to quickly pass through Zheng State in the past two days, several people took turns to help control the flying boat, which consumed a lot of magic power.

Although Yunwu Mountain is close to Qinghe County of Wei State, there has never been a demon king above level three. However, near Zheng State, due to the continuous invasion of demon beasts from Fuyun Mountain Range, demon kings have begun to appear nearby in recent years.

In order to make the journey smoother, Song Qingming decided to rest on the mountain for a night before entering Yunwu Mountain to restore the mana and condition of the people in their bodies, so as to avoid suffering any harm in case they encounter the Demon King.

After nightfall, Song Qingming and the other two meditated with their backs against a rock. Each of them held a few spirit stones in their hands and closed their eyes, quietly recovering their magic power.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the south side of the mountain, causing Song Qingming, who was sitting on the ground, to stand up with a frown.

"Seventh Brother! It seems like there is a magic fight over there." Song Qingyu, who was also meditating nearby, also heard the voice, and hurriedly stood up and asked Song Qingming.

Song Qingming nodded slightly and said, "You guys stay here first, I'll go over and see what's going on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingming turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

In a valley several miles away, two Foundation Establishment cultivators, dressed differently, were desperately besieging a white-haired old man whose cultivation level was similar to theirs, but who was already suffering from numerous injuries.

The white-haired old man had several wounds on his body and his face was slightly blue. Although his condition was very bad, he still struggled to control the magic weapon in his hand and forced back the two people who wanted to approach him.

The two people who were besieging him also knew that the opponent could not hold on for much longer, so they were not too anxious. They always stood at a distance to consume the opponent, advancing step by step, slowly compressing the opponent's range of activities.

"Brother Bai, you have been poisoned by my bee venom. Don't even think about running away. I advise you to cooperate and hand over the things. Then we can consider letting you go. Otherwise, it will be too late for you to beg for mercy later!"

"Humph! You guys who come from bandit families won't believe anything you say. Even if I destroy this thing today, I won't let you get away with it for nothing."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, a golden spiritual fruit appeared in his hand. After throwing it into the air, the long sword in his hand slashed out a blade of light, wanting to destroy the spiritual object on the spot.

"Stop him now!"

The two people who were besieging the old man were slightly surprised when they saw this. They didn't expect that the old man would be so uncooperative and actually wanted to destroy this precious spiritual object by himself.

One of them quickly took out a green talisman and cast a spell directly at the light blade spell released by the white-haired old man in the air, trying to stop the other party's actions.

Just as the two sides were fighting for the spiritual object, a figure suddenly appeared next to the golden spiritual fruit. He picked up the spiritual object before the two spells arrived, and then quickly put up a protective shield, easily blocking the two spells that were already close at hand.

Seeing this figure appearing out of nowhere, the white-haired old man and the two Foundation Establishment monks who were chasing him all changed their expressions instantly, revealing a look of great surprise.

"My dear friends, if there is anything you want to discuss, why don't you sit down and discuss it properly? There is no need to quarrel and fight to the death!"

A man in a green robe standing between the two sides glanced at the spiritual object he had just received, then looked up and said something to the two foundation-building monks not far away.

Seeing the powerful aura of a Jindan cultivator emanating from the green-robed man, the two foundation-building cultivators who had just besieged the white-haired old man with a smug look on their faces, immediately became cautious and submissive.

It took him a while to react, and he bowed to Song Qingming who was not far away and replied:
"Senior! We are cultivators from the Tianxing Sect. This man betrayed the sect and stole a treasure from the sect. The two of us are here to arrest him on the orders of the sect elders. We have no intention of disturbing you. Please don't misunderstand me!"

Hearing the other party calling him a traitor, the white-haired old man immediately said angrily:

"These two bastards are really good at confusing right and wrong. Senior, please don't listen to their nonsense. They were both born as bandits and only joined our Tianxing Sect halfway through. These two beasts attacked me, their fellow sect member, just because they coveted this treasure.

Haha! It is God's will that this item has fallen into your hands today. If you want, just take it. Just don't give it to these two ungrateful bastards!"

"Well! You are quite generous. I just wonder if you two agree with this!" After the green-robed man nodded slightly to the white-haired old man, he looked calmly at the two foundation-building monks not far away.

"Senior, this item is very important to our sect. If I give it to you without any reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to explain this to the elders of the sect after we return!"

The green-robed man thought for a moment after hearing this, and then slowly said, "You are right. It is really hard to explain when you go back to kill people and steal treasures from your fellow disciples. How about I help you think of a solution?"

"Please don't misunderstand me, senior. We are indeed ordered to come here to hunt down the traitor. If you want this thing, just take it. Don't worry, we will find a way to explain this matter after we return, and we will definitely not reveal your identity!"

Hearing the somewhat cold tone coming from the green-robed man in front of them, the two foundation-building monks suddenly felt a pressure coming over them, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads. They began to step back involuntarily.

Just when the two foundation-building monks had given up asking for the spiritual objects and were preparing to escape, a ball of green spiritual light suddenly gathered in the hands of the green-robed man, and then immediately transformed into several green sword lights that rushed straight towards the two men.

Seeing this, the two men hurriedly dodged the attack by moving sideways, and then desperately stepped on the magic weapons to try to leave here quickly.

However, when they flew only a few dozen feet away, a figure suddenly flashed in front of them and blocked their way in mid-air. Before the two men could turn around and escape, two more violent sword lights quickly attacked them, forcing them to stop and use magic weapons to deal with it.

The one with the highest cultivation level among these two people is only at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. At this moment, facing the fierce attack of a Jindan cultivator, even if the opponent has not even used any magic weapon, they are still completely unable to resist.

After a while, two screams were heard in the sky, and the man in green robe returned to the original place with the storage bags of the two men.

Glancing around, the man in green robe was somewhat surprised to find that the white-haired old man who had just been seriously injured and was barely able to hold on had disappeared in a matter of moments.

"Hmph! You run really fast." The man in green robe muttered to himself, and with a flash of light under his feet, he immediately disappeared from the spot.

On a small hill not far from here, a white-haired old man who was hiding there using a robe to conceal his aura saw the man in green robe leave not far away. After a long time, he carefully stood up, chose a direction, and walked forward quickly.

However, after walking only a few dozen steps, the white-haired old man stopped again and looked at the man in green robe standing not far ahead with a look of shock.

I thought I had just avoided this person's spiritual detection, but I didn't expect that this person didn't really leave. I was still a little careless. The white-haired old man couldn't help but reveal a trace of helplessness on his face.

"You really have some courage to hide in front of me!"

"Please don't blame me, senior. I was just scared for a moment and wanted to escape from here."

The green-robed man looked at the other party calmly, then took out the golden spiritual fruit he had just snatched from them, and asked directly: "Where did you get this thing from? Tell me first!
I advise you to think carefully before answering, and it is best not to speak nonsense. Even if you are from Tianxingmen, it is nothing to me. It is just killing one more person!"

Hearing the unquestionable cold words from the green-robed man, the white-haired old man, who had already witnessed the man decisively killing two of his fellow monks over a disagreement, naturally did not dare to doubt the man's words.

Although the "Tianxing Sect" dominates Zheng State, it is just a Jindan sect. However, this person is also a powerful Jindan master with profound cultivation. It is not surprising that he does not take the "Tianxing Sect" seriously.

The white-haired old man rolled his eyes slightly before answering helplessly:

“We found this item not long ago in a canyon deep in Yunwu Mountain. We found two spiritual fruits at the time, and one is on them. If you don’t believe me, just open their storage bag and check.

We had originally agreed that I would wait until we returned to the sect before distributing the spiritual objects together, but halfway through, they became greedy and wanted to snatch the spiritual fruit from my hand, which led to what happened next.

Senior, rest assured, these two scums were originally from bandit families. Killing them is like getting rid of harm to our sect. I will find a way to explain this matter when I return, and I won't cause you any trouble."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Song Qingming from time to time, fearing that the other party would turn against him and kill him to silence him.

Song Qingming did not have too many doubts about the white-haired old man's explanation. Because of the civil strife in Zheng State for so many years, the "Tianxing Sect" had indeed taken the initiative to recruit a large number of independent cultivators in order to strengthen the strength of the sect. Among them, there must be some cultivators who were originally bandits.

Before he made his move, Song Qingming had actually heard some of their conversations, and he knew that the two men were plotting to murder their fellow disciples for money, and that was why he acted so decisively to kill them. After so many years of cultivation, although he had long been accustomed to all kinds of fighting, killing, and conspiracies in the world of immortal cultivation, Song Qingming still felt a little unhappy when he saw this kind of behavior of killing companions for a little spiritual object.

"I see!"

"This spiritual object is indeed useful to me, so I will keep it for now. However, I don't like to take other people's things for free. You can keep these spiritual stones. Just think of it as you selling this object to me."

After taking the large bag of spirit stones thrown by Song Qingming, the white-haired old man showed a hint of surprise on his face, and could hardly believe what was happening before his eyes.

Under the current circumstances, the other party was a Jindan cultivator who could easily control him. It was already a luxury for him to spare his life. He was actually willing to give him thousands of spirit stones in exchange for the spirit fruit he had just obtained. This was really beyond his expectations.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. Please accept my greetings!" Upon seeing this, the white-haired old man hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed with a look of joy, expressing his gratitude to the man in green robe.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Before I let you go, I still need you to do me a favor. Don't worry, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I will definitely let you leave safely."

"Senior, please feel free to tell me what you want. I will fully cooperate and will not let you down." Hearing that Song Qingming still needed his help, the white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, but still agreed respectfully.

Now that his life is still in the hands of others at any time, the white-haired old man also understands that his situation does not allow him to bargain with the other party.

"Wait for me here for a moment. I will take you to the valley where you found the two spiritual fruits. Once we get there, I will let you go."

"Ah! Don't worry, senior. I know what to do!"

Upon hearing that the other party just wanted to go find the valley where they found the spiritual fruit, the white-haired old man was not sure what the other party wanted to do, but he immediately agreed.

After the man in green robe turned into a streak of light and disappeared, the white-haired old man looked around. The man in green robe just now appeared in his mind, but he quickly suppressed the urge to escape and stood there patiently, not daring to move.

Song Qingyu and the other person on the top of the mountain waited for a long time, but Song Qingming didn't come back. When they were discussing whether to go over to check, a beam of light flew over the sky and landed in front of them.

"Who are you?"

Song Qingyu and the other person who were about to go to meet him, suddenly changed their expressions after seeing the appearance of the person who came. They immediately summoned out their magic weapons and looked at the other party with hostility.

The man in green robe who was standing there saw the two women's reactions and instantly understood the reason. After a light laugh, his body shape suddenly began to change and instantly returned to Song Qingming's original appearance.

After obtaining the "shape-changing technique" from the Fire Phoenix a few years ago, Song Qingming has made some progress in his practice over the years. Although it is still difficult to hide it from cultivators above the Jindan stage, it is still enough to deal with cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage.

When he appeared in front of the white-haired old man and the others just now, Song Qingming had already used the secret technique of changing his shape in advance, slightly changing his body shape and appearance. When he came back, he had not had time to cancel the secret technique, which almost caused Song Qingyu and the others to misunderstand.

"Seventh Brother! When did you learn such an interesting magic? You almost tricked me."

"Husband, what happened over there? Why did you take so long to come back?"

After seeing this scene, Song Qingyu felt relieved and put away the magic weapon beside him. Together with Huang Siyuan, he quickly walked towards Song Qingming.

Song Qingming smiled when he heard this and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just that a few foundation-building cultivators were fighting over spiritual objects. I just went over to mediate and unexpectedly got two level three spiritual fruits."

Seeing the two golden spiritual fruits in Song Qingming's hand, Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan were also surprised and hurried over. Song Qingming also immediately explained to them what he had just encountered.

After listening to this, Song Qingyu's eyes slightly turned, and he immediately asked: "Seventh Brother! According to what you said, they found the spiritual fruit from Yunwu Mountain. There should be a mature third-level fruit tree there, right?"

"It is indeed possible. There is still a lot of spiritual energy left on this spiritual fruit. It must have been picked just recently." Huang Siyuan picked up a spiritual fruit from Song Qingming's hand and looked at it carefully, then spoke up.

Song Qingming nodded slightly and said, "Yes! I also have this guess, Qingyu! You go back to the family tomorrow and bring Yuan Xue here. That guy and I will go find the location of the valley and we will meet there when the time comes."

"Well! Let's do it!" After hearing Song Qingming's plan, Song Qingyu and the others responded quickly.

After carefully admonishing the two, Song Qingming immediately turned back. After seeing the white-haired old man still standing there obediently, Song Qingming, whose appearance had changed, showed a bit of satisfaction on his face, and then took him away.

Two days later, in a valley deep in Yunwu Mountain, Song Qingming took a closer look at the depths of the valley, then turned around and asked the white-haired old man beside him, "Is this the valley you were talking about?"

"That's right! We found those two spiritual fruits in a cave in the valley. We came here to chase a level 2 demon beast."

"Well! Then take me there first."

Following the white-haired old man, they flew into the valley. After a while, they arrived in front of a relatively secluded cave. After Song Qingming stood at the entrance of the cave, closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense, he soon felt a relatively rich spiritual energy faintly coming out of the cave.

Seeing this, Song Qingming was delighted and walked straight into the cave.

After walking forward for about several hundred feet, Song Qingming felt a hint of golden light in the dark cave. Soon, a three-foot-tall golden fruit tree appeared in front of Song Qingming.

There were four or five unripe spiritual fruits on the golden fruit tree, as well as two short branches that had just been cut off. Song Qingming just took a quick glance and immediately confirmed that this was the third-level spiritual fruit tree he was looking for.

"Sure enough, there is a mature third-level gilded fruit tree. It seems that all my efforts this time were not in vain!" After Song Qingming swept his spiritual sense in the cave, he returned to the cave entrance.

Afterwards, Song Qingming threw out a few formation flags in front of the white-haired old man. After a while, a second-level magic formation that isolated the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators was set up not far in front of him.

"I need to do something here. In case of any unexpected events, I'll trouble you to stay here for a few days. I'll let you go once I'm done."

The white-haired old man immediately understood what Song Qingming meant when he saw this, and hurriedly smiled and bowed, saying, "Don't worry, senior, I know what to do!"

After greeting Song Qingming, the white-haired old man immediately walked into the magic circle and sat down.

After waiting patiently in the valley for another day, Song Qingming finally saw a ray of light flying from the horizon. A moment later, several familiar figures appeared before his eyes.

"Seventh Brother! Did you find the fruit tree?"

In addition to the spiritual plant master Song Yuanxue, Song Qingyu also brought Huang Siyuan, Song Yuanli and Song Changze this time.

After seeing the family members, Song Qingming did not delay too much. He left Song Yuanli to guard the entrance of the cave and led everyone into the cave.

Seeing a mature third-level spiritual fruit tree, everyone in the Song family showed a hint of joy on their faces, especially Song Yuanxue, who had learned the art of growing spiritual plants. At this moment, a gleam of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

After carefully observing the third-level spiritual fruit tree in front of him, Song Yuanxue turned to Song Qingming and nodded slightly, saying, "Seventh Uncle, there is nothing wrong with the fruit tree at the moment, and it can be transplanted at any time.

However, my spiritual plant cultivation level is only at the second-level mid-quality. After I bring this fruit tree back to the family, if I want to cultivate it again, I may need to find a third-level spiritual plant master to be on the safe side."

"Well! Don't worry about it for now. Bring the spiritual fruit tree back to the family first. As for the matter of the third-level spiritual plant master, I will find a way when the time comes."

Under the command of Song Yuanxue, everyone in the Song family worked together and spent half a day finally digging this third-level spiritual fruit tree out of the ground.

Afterwards, Song Yuanxue immediately cast a spell and used a second-level talisman to seal the roots of the fruit tree to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out during transportation and damaging the roots of the fruit tree.

Because the spiritual fruit tree could not be directly put into the storage magic tool, Song Changze could only carry it on his back. After checking that there was nothing wrong, everyone in the Song family left the cave together.

Watching Song Qingyu leading them away from the valley, Song Qingming cast a spell to put away the magic circle not far away and released the white-haired old man who had been trapped in the circle for several days.

"I have done my job. You can leave now. However, in order to save yourself some trouble in the future, you still need to swear an oath not to tell anyone about me and not to come to this valley again."

The white-haired old man was delighted to hear this, and he made a vow on the spot that made Song Qingming very satisfied. Only with the other party's approval did he leave the valley with some trepidation.

Watching the white-haired old man leave, Song Qingming, who had regained his original appearance, sighed helplessly. (End of this chapter)