Qinghe Immortal Clan.

After Song Yuanli came back from the front line of Lu State last time, he stayed at home to recuperate for a while, and then took the initiative to go to "Yinfeng Ridge" to help his family guard the mine there.

The "Yinfengling" mineral vein is located deep in the Yunwu Mountain and there is no human habitation around it, so it is often attacked by nearby monsters. Therefore, the Song family and Xiaoyao Sect attach great importance to the protection of that place.

Not only was a second-level superior-grade defense formation deployed on "Yinfeng Ridge", but there were also two or three foundation-building cultivators and hundreds of Qi-refining cultivators guarding it all year round.

Even so, when they occasionally encountered monster riots in Yunwu Mountain or the "Yinfengling" mine was attacked by many monsters, they would send letters to the nearby Song family for help.

However, because Yunwu Mountain is close to Qinghe County, most of the monsters there are level two, and there has never been a monster above level three in the past few hundred years. When they sent letters for help to the Song family, it was Song Yuanfang who arranged and handled them, and it was rare that the family ancestor Song Qingming would be alarmed.

Therefore, when Song Qingming heard that it was an urgent letter sent to him by Song Yuanli, he felt a little puzzled.

"Could it be that some powerful level 3 monster appeared near the mine?"

Song Qingming thought that there was some crisis at the "Yinfengling" mine again. He picked up the letter sent by Song Yuanli, opened it and took a look. His expression suddenly changed several times, and he looked up at Song Xuanfeng in front of him and asked:
"Have you confirmed that this letter came from Yinfeng Ridge?"

"Reporting to Third Uncle, after receiving the letter, the law enforcement team has confirmed that it was sent by Eighteenth Uncle from Yinfeng Ridge."

Seeing that Song Qingming looked a little strange, Song Qingyu quickly asked, "Seventh Brother! What's wrong? Did Yuan Li and the others run into trouble again?"

Song Qingming waved his hand to let Song Xuanfeng go first, then he calmly said to the two people beside him: "Yuan Li said in the letter that they found a piece of red jade in the mine, and asked me to go over now."

"What? They found the Red Jade Stone in Yinfeng Ridge. Did the people of Xiaoyao Sect know about this?"

When they heard in Song Yuanli's letter that he had found a spiritual object called "Red Jade" that could assist in forming the elixir, both Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan showed some surprise on their faces.

Although it is possible to find precious spiritual objects such as "Red Jade" in large mineral veins such as "Yinfeng Ridge", the probability of finding such a thing is extremely low. Sometimes, even after hundreds of years of mining, not a single piece can be found. It is no wonder that Song Qingyu and the others were so surprised to hear the news.

Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said, "He only mentioned this in the letter, and didn't say anything else in detail. He just urged me to go over there quickly."

"Seventh Brother! There's something wrong with this. Yuan Li is not the kind of person who would act so carelessly. Why would he only write this sentence and ask you to come over without explaining the matter clearly?"

After Song Qingyu picked up the letter that Song Qingming had placed on the table and took a look at it, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Yeah! I also find it a bit strange, but since this letter came from Yinfeng Ridge, it should have been written by Yuanli and the others. I just don't know what happened over there."

Seeing that Song Qingming had already seen the clues in the letter, Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Then Seventh Brother, you should not go over there yet. I will go and check out the situation first. If anything goes wrong in Yinfeng Ridge, you can be at home to deal with it at any time."

Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't go there rashly before I figure out the situation. Now you can't go out and take risks casually either.

Qingyu, go find Yuan Fang, and go to the family ancestral hall to check if there is anything unusual with Yuan Li and other family monks in Yinfeng Ridge. "

The letter that Song Yuanli sent to Song Qingming was obviously a little weird. It didn't seem like something he would do under normal circumstances. Song Qingming was a little worried about their safety at this moment.

After receiving Song Qingming's instructions, Song Qingyu hurriedly went to check with Song Yuanfang. They did not find any problems with the life tablets left by Song Yuanli and other Song family cultivators on the family genealogy. This was enough to prove that they should still be safe.

After learning that Song Yuanli and the other two were safe for the time being, Song Qingming and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Seventh Uncle, since the situation is unclear, I'd better go to Yinfeng Ridge first to take a look at the situation. If I haven't returned in a day, then this matter must be reported to Xiaoyao Sect." Song Yuanfang, who had just learned about this matter, thought about it and put forward his own suggestion.

Song Qingming stood there and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said slowly:
"There are so many things going on at home, and I can't leave you for a moment. Let Yuanhao go first. This kid is quite smart, and if there is really something wrong, he can probably see it a little bit.

If someone wanted to target us, they would not attack a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him before they achieved their goal. Otherwise, Yuan Li and the others would not be safe now."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingming put away the letter on the table and sent a message to Song Yuanhao who was practicing in the cave at the foot of the mountain to call him up the mountain.

Song Yuanhao has been building his foundation for nearly thirty years, and now his cultivation has broken through to the fourth level of foundation building.

He has always been a restless person. Ever since he built his foundation, he has been reluctant to stay in the mountains. When he is not carrying out family missions outside, he likes to go to the Floating Cloud Mountains or Yunwu Mountains with others to adventure and hunt monsters.

It was not until recent years, when his mother Chen Yanyun's health deteriorated as her life came to an end, that Song Yuanhao calmed down a little and stayed in the mountains obediently.

After receiving the summons from Song Qingming, Song Yuanhao thought that the family had another important task to entrust to him, and he was secretly excited.

Unexpectedly, after arriving at the "Huixian Pavilion", Song Qingming directly handed him a reply letter he had just written and asked him to go to the "Yinfeng Ridge" to give it to Song Yuanli.

The distance from the Song family's Funiu Mountain to the "Yinfeng Ridge" deep in the Yunwu Mountain is less than two thousand miles. Normally, the Song family uses the second-level thousand-mile sound transmission talisman when communicating there, and rarely sends cultivators to deliver letters.

Faced with Song Yuanhao's confusion, Song Qingming did not explain too much to him, but just asked him to be careful on the road, and after arriving at "Yinfeng Ridge", if he found anything wrong, he should return to the family immediately.

Seeing that the eyes of several family ancestors were full of caution when they looked at him, Song Yuanhao also felt vaguely that this matter seemed a little complicated. After nodding seriously, he took the reply letter from Song Qingming and went to "Yinfeng Ridge".

Song Yuanhao was very careful when delivering the letter this time. As a result, the journey was calm and nothing happened, so he arrived at "Yinfeng Ridge" smoothly.

However, when he arrived there and wanted to complete his mission of delivering the letter, he could not find Song Yuanli. After some inquiries, he learned that Song Yuanli had gone out half a day ago to look for a monk who had suddenly disappeared not long ago, and had not returned yet.

When Song Yuanhao heard the news, he instantly realized something was wrong and hurried back to Funiu Mountain to inform Song Qingming and the other two of the news.

After knowing that Song Yuanli and the others seemed to have disappeared, Song Qingming was considering whether to inform Xiaoyao Sect in advance. Unexpectedly, Song Yuanli suddenly returned to Funiu Mountain alone.

Upon learning the news, Song Qingming hurriedly called Song Yuanli to the top of the mountain and questioned him carefully. He then learned that the letter he had sent to Song Qingming from "Yinfeng Ridge" not long ago was indeed something he was forced to do after being held hostage by a mysterious man.

Just half a day ago, a cultivator from the Song family suddenly lost contact for no reason while patrolling near the "Yinfengling" mine.

Thinking that the other party was attacked by monsters outside, Song Yuanli hurried out to check the situation. However, not long after he left the mountain protection formation, he was immediately controlled by a mysterious masked man.

The opponent had a very high level of cultivation, at least a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Song Yuanli was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of him. He had no power to fight back at all. In just one round, he fell into the opponent's hands.

After capturing Song Yuanli, this mysterious man did not make things too difficult for him. He just asked Song Yuanli to help him pass a letter to Funiu Mountain and help him invite Song Qingming to "Yinfeng Ridge".

Song Yuanli had already fallen into the hands of the other party, so naturally he didn't have much choice. However, he also knew that the other party was holding him hostage in such a mysterious way to lure Song Qingming out, and it was very likely that they had no good intentions.

Therefore, when Song Yuanli wrote the letter, he deliberately left a relatively obvious flaw in the letter in order to remind Song Qingming and others not to be easily fooled.

When Song Yuanhao went to "Yinfeng Ridge" to deliver the letter, Song Yuanli actually saw him nearby, but he was coerced by someone and had no way to contact Song Yuanhao.

The mysterious man who held Song Yuanli hostage, after seeing that the person who came was not Song Qingming but a foundation-building cultivator from the Song family, for some reason let Song Yuanli go and asked him to help him bring a painting to Song Qingming.

After hearing Song Yuanli's account of the incident from beginning to end, Song Qingming and the other two were also confused. They wondered when they had offended such a powerful Jindan cultivator at home, and why the other party had gone through so much trouble just to give them a painting.

However, when Song Qingming opened the calligraphy and painting handed to him by Song Yuanli and saw the painting of a crane on it, the puzzled expression on his face disappeared instantly, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Husband, what does this crane painted by this person mean? Is he someone you know?"

Seeing the crane in the painting, Huang Siyuan and others on the side couldn't figure out what the other party's purpose was, so they could only ask Song Qingming.

"Yeah! We are quite familiar with each other, but he has a weird temper, so don't ask too many questions." Song Qingming put away the painting in his hand with a wry smile.
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Let me break the chapter for a moment!
East of Qinghe County, outside Qinghefang.

It was just daybreak, and with a loud creaking sound, several monks from the law enforcement team who were guarding the market town slowly opened the gate of Qinghefang in the morning light.

Before these people could stand at their respective positions, a dozen monks who were anxious to enter the market immediately surrounded the city gate. The leader of the law enforcement team, a cultivator in the late Qi training stage, glanced at these people with some contempt, and stretched out his hand to stop them.

"You need to verify your identity before entering the market, so line up by yourselves, don't gather here and waste my time!"

Those who were eager to enter the market town early in the morning were basically independent cultivators who were trying to make a living nearby. The reason they came so early was that they were eager to enter the market town and find a good location to set up their stalls.

After checking seven or eight people in a row, a handsome young man in a green robe came over.

"You look unfamiliar, fellow Daoist. Have you been here before?" The monk from the law enforcement team who was checking the identity took a look at the other person and immediately asked.

The green-robed man, who seemed to be only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, shook his head slightly and replied calmly, "No, I came here after hearing about it from a friend in Liuyang County. I wanted to buy some elixirs and spiritual items in the market."

"What's your name? Let me register you first before you go in!" said the monk from the law enforcement team as he lowered his head and opened a book in front of him that recorded the names of the monks.

"Willow Breeze!"

"Hey! Your name is clearly in this booklet. Have you been here before and registered?"

Facing the somewhat puzzled gaze of the law enforcement team monks, the man named Liu Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "Daoyou, you misunderstood. This is indeed my first time here. Maybe it's because I have the same name as you!"

Upon hearing this, the monk from the law enforcement team took another careful look at the records in the book, nodded slightly and said, "Hmm! It seems that there is a duplicate name. This person has been recorded here for a hundred years, and he is probably already dead.

Strange! After such a long time, why is his name still there and not crossed out? I really don’t know what those people who manage the treasury are busy with every day.”

The monk from the law enforcement team muttered to himself, picked up a pen, marked the place where the name "Liu Feng" was originally recorded, and then wrote a new name and detailed information in the blank space next to it.

"Okay! You go in first."

Since the last expansion, the size of Qinghefang has doubled. Although the business of the market has been affected in recent years due to the establishment of "Chiyanfang" by the Song family, it is still much more prosperous than a hundred years ago.

After the green-robed young man entered Qinghefang, he walked for a while on the street and then stopped on his own initiative. He began to look around the shops, restaurants and teahouses, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, the young man in green robe took the initiative to retract his gaze, but he had no intention of going into these shops to have a look, and he raised his leg and continued to walk forward.

He kept walking and stopping like this until he stood at the end of the street in the market town. When the young man in green robe saw a remote small shop selling groceries in front of him, a faint smile appeared on his face, which had been as calm as water.

"Haha! Sir, do you want to buy some skills or talismans?"

As soon as he entered the door, a mortal waiter in the store saw the man in green robe and immediately stepped forward to greet this customer who rarely came to buy things so early in the morning.

"I want to sell a low-level puppet beast. I wonder if you guys will accept it!"

After the green-robed man finished speaking, he quickly raised his left hand, and immediately a palm-sized crane puppet beast appeared in his hand, which he placed in front of the waiter.

The grade of this puppet beast is not very high, only first-level mid-grade, but the workmanship is very delicate, and the patterns on it are lifelike. It is obvious at first glance that it is a work that the person who refined it loves very much.

When the mortal man saw the crane puppet beast in the green-robed young man's hand and was about to ask the other party how many spirit stones he wanted to sell it for, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, did you make this thing yourself?" The speaker was an old man with a white beard. He was also the owner of a shop called Liufengtang.

Seeing that his shopkeeper, who usually seldom came out to greet customers, suddenly became very enthusiastic towards the customer who came to sell spiritual objects, the mortal waiter quickly stepped aside to make room for him.

"Yes! This thing was made by me personally." Facing the shop owner's inquiry, the man in green robe responded directly without changing his expression.

The shop owner nodded immediately upon hearing this, and extended his hand to him respectfully, saying, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we will certainly buy this item. However, how about the price? Please go to the back hall first, and we can discuss it slowly, okay?"

"Even so, then lead the way!" The green-robed young man said and directly put away the crane puppet beast in his hand.

When the shop owner heard the other party's words, he hurriedly took the man in green robe and went straight to the back hall of the shop. After the two of them walked through several corridors one after the other, they soon came to a closed door.

"Senior! The person you want to see is inside. I will wait outside first to avoid being disturbed by anyone." The shop owner bowed respectfully to the man in green robe and quickly retreated.

The man in green robe looked at the other person's leaving figure, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Then he raised his hand, pushed open the door in front of him, and strode in.

In this seemingly ordinary little room, there were some messy half-finished puppet beasts placed everywhere. In front of a wooden table in the middle sat a man in a green robe holding a scroll.

"It's been a hundred years, and there hasn't been any change here. You're really thoughtful!"

When the man in green robe saw Song Qingming sitting in front of the wooden table, he spoke softly and walked quickly towards him. The door behind him immediately closed automatically.

When Song Qingming saw the person coming, he immediately stood up with a smile, bowed to him and said, "I will do my best to fulfill the promise you made to me. I haven't seen you for thirty years since we parted at the Tongtian Tower. I wonder if you have been doing well in recent years, Senior Fenghe!"

The green-robed man who came to "Liu Feng Tang" was Feng He, the owner of this shop a hundred years ago.

However, when Feng He left, he was just a young cultivator who had just established his foundation. Now, after a hundred years, he has returned again, and his cultivation has leapt to the ninth level of the Golden Core, and he is only one step away from entering the Nascent Soul realm.

Although he knew that Feng He was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had taken over another body to cultivate, seeing his cultivation speed with his own eyes still shocked Song Qingming greatly.

Hearing Song Qingming's cordial greeting, Feng He, who had long been accustomed to the other party's politeness, first took a sip of the cup of spiritual tea poured by Song Qingming on the table, then slowly spoke:

"Thank you for your concern. Although I haven't had any great opportunities in these years, overall it has been relatively smooth. Otherwise, I wouldn't be standing in front of you now without any harm."

"You are right, senior. I haven't heard from you for many years, so I have been worried about you. When I received the token you asked the younger generation in your family to send me yesterday on the mountain, I was a little afraid that I had made a mistake. Fortunately, Senior Feng He is doing well."

Ever since he received the crane painting brought by Song Yuanli on the mountain that day, Song Qingming recognized on the spot that the mysterious monk who subdued him should be Feng He, whom he had not seen for many years.

After Song Qingming met Feng He on the front line of Lu State, and he took over Feng He's body to build his foundation and left, the two had been dealing with each other for decades. Naturally, Song Qingming had long been very familiar with the other's style of doing things.

With Feng He's strange temper that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, it is very likely that he will do something strange like kidnapping Song Yuanli to test and lure him out.

However, Song Qingming still doesn’t know whether Feng He did this simply to test him or he has some other purpose or idea in mind.

Hearing Song Qingming mention that he asked Song Yuanli to help him deliver a letter two days ago, Feng He nodded calmly and admitted: "Yes! I asked him to deliver that letter to you."

"I wanted to see if you would come out to see me because of him, but I didn't expect that you would not only become more and more courageous, but also more and more cruel. You don't care about the life and death of your own juniors!
But your young man is of good character. He was facing a life-or-death situation, and he dared to risk his life to write a letter to remind you. His loyalty to you is not a problem."

"In that case, I would like to thank you for your help in testing the younger generation in my family!" After hearing Feng He's explanation, Song Qingming smiled bitterly in his heart.

Although Feng He said that he was testing Song Yuanli, Song Qingming knew very well that the main reason why this old guy went to so much trouble to do this was to test himself on the mountain.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Song Qingming poured Feng He a cup of spiritual tea he brewed himself, and then asked, "I wonder if you came to see me this time just to reminisce or if you have any other instructions?"

Seeing that Song Qingming could no longer hold back and got straight to the point, Feng He immediately put down the teacup in his hand, slowly put away the smile on his face, and revealed a very rare serious look.

"My dear Song, I have always heard that you wanted to travel abroad. I wonder if you would be willing to go to Donghuang Country with me sometime!"

"Senior, are you going to Donghuang Country to reach the Nascent Soul stage?"

When Song Qingming heard Feng He suddenly ask him to go to Donghuang Country with him, he could not help but ask him directly. (End of this chapter)