Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Seeing this, Song Qingming said nothing more and immediately flew up and followed.

Now Chen Yurong and the other two have been dealt with, leaving only the remaining young man who was with the white-haired old man and has been missing.

After searching the area, Song Qingming and Xia Mo still found no trace of this person. After confirming that there were no other enemies around, the two of them went to rescue the trapped He Mengxin and Han Yutong.

Arriving behind the "Yulong Mountain" stronghold that Wu Xiang mentioned, Song Qingming and the others searched carefully and soon found a running second-level top-grade magic array next to a relatively hidden mountain wall.

Both of them were third-level formation masters, so it was natural for them to defeat a small second-level formation that was unmanned. Without much effort, Song Qingming found the eye of the formation and forcibly broke the formation in front of him.

Seeing He Mengxin and Han Yutong lying unconscious in the formation, Xia Mo breathed a sigh of relief, took out the bamboo slips that Wu Xiang had just given her, and threw them directly to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Junior Sister He and the others are imprisoned in secret magic and need to be released first. I'll trouble you with the next thing."

Seeing that Xia Mo entrusted him with the task of rescuing He Mengxin and the other from their bodies, a hint of doubt flashed in Song Qingming's eyes.

Logically speaking, Xia Mo should have done it herself to rescue her fellow disciples, so it seemed a little strange that she asked an outsider to help.

Before Song Qingming could check the scroll in his hand, Xia Mo confessed to him directly:
"You guessed right. I just used the Soul Transformation Talisman that my master gave me to forcibly raise my cultivation to the Half-step Nascent Soul stage. There will be some backlash after using this talisman. It is not advisable to use my magic power at will at this moment. Now I can only trouble Fellow Daoist Song.

Don't worry, fellow Taoist. The method to break the restriction is all in the scroll. Just follow it and there won't be any accidents."

From the very beginning when Xia Mo took out the strange silver talisman, Song Qingming could tell that she had used some secret method to instantly improve her cultivation to a level close to that of the Nascent Soul stage.

In the world of cultivating immortals, all secret methods that temporarily and forcibly increase the strength of cultivators basically have many limitations and side effects.

Xia Mo covered her face with a veil at this moment. Although Song Qingming could not see anything abnormal on her for a moment, he could still guess that she might not be in a very good condition at the moment.

Seeing that the other party was so generous and took the initiative to confess to him, and was not worried that Song Qingming would know her current situation and become greedy and attack her, a hint of surprise flashed across Song Qingming's face.

After picking up the scroll in his hand and taking a look at it, Song Qingming thought of something and asked again:
"Fairy Xia, when Fellow Daoist He and the others wake up, you should have thought about how to explain what happened here to them!"

"We were just attacked by a group of independent cultivators. Senior Brother Wu unfortunately died in the battle with them. As for Senior Sister Chen, she has not been here today."

Xia Mo replied calmly, then sat down cross-legged beside her. She took out a pill and swallowed it, then began to meditate and refine the pill in her body.

After hearing Xia Mo's explanation, Song Qingming smiled and nodded slightly to her without saying anything else. He placed the scroll directly on his forehead and used his spiritual sense to begin exploring the information in the scroll.

Just as Xia Mo said, the restriction that Wu Xiang used to imprison He Mengxin and the other person was not too complicated. Song Qingming just carefully looked through the scroll and quickly found a way to break it.

Then Song Qingming came directly to He Mengxin's side, controlled his own magic power to enter her sea of ​​consciousness, found the restriction on her body and slowly released it.

It took less than an incense stick of time before He Mengxin suddenly made a sound, and then she slowly opened her eyes after having been unconscious for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Song, it was you who saved me. Hey! Why is Junior Sister Han here too?"

He Mengxin woke up and saw Song Qingming casting a spell beside her, and Han Yutong lying beside her, and asked hurriedly with some confusion.

After slowly withdrawing his own magic power from He Mengxin's body, Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist He misunderstood. I was not the only one who saved you. It was Fellow Daoist Xia who came from Baihua Palace with Fellow Daoist Han to save you.

Fellow Daoist Han was just tricked by the other party just like you. It's nothing serious. Don't worry, she will wake up in a while."

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, He Mengxin followed his finger and saw Xia Mo sitting not far away. She immediately understood and sighed:
"I left Funiushan that day, and was ambushed by two evil thieves in Yunwushan. I was captured here. I didn't expect that this incident would alarm Senior Sister Xia, Junior Sister Han, and Fellow Daoist Song to come and rescue me. I am really ashamed of myself."

Seeing that He Mengxin still felt somewhat guilty, Song Qingming quickly spoke to comfort her, "You and I are close friends, and what's more, the incident happened near my Song family. How can I sit back and watch when I know about this?

These thieves have been hiding in Yunwu Mountain. They will definitely be a disaster for our Song family in the future. Even if you didn’t do anything, I would come to find you sooner or later.”

"Fellow Daoist Song, have you killed all those evil thieves?"

Seeing that He Mengxin still had some resentment on her face, Song Qingming nodded slightly and continued:

"Fellow Daoist He has just woken up, and his mana is still depleted. You should recover your spiritual power first. I will explain this to you slowly later!"

After hearing Song Qingming's reminder, He Mengxin realized that most of her magic power had been lost due to sleeping for a long time, so she hurriedly checked her waist.

She was somewhat surprised to find that her storage magic tool was still hanging on her belt. She quickly took out a few spirit stones and a pill from it and began to meditate on the spot to restore her magic power.

Seeing this, Song Qingming turned around and came to Han Yutong on the other side. Following the method just now, he successfully removed the restrictions on Han Yutong and woke her up.

At this time, Xia Mo, who had been meditating earlier, had successfully refined the elixir in her body and stood up and walked over. She briefly explained the previous battle to Han Yutong and He Mengxin who had just woken up.

Upon hearing the news that Wu Xiang had passed away, both He Mengxin and Han Yutong were surprised. They could not believe that the senior brother Wu, who was so highly skilled in their cultivation, had ceased to exist so soon.

Especially He Mengxin, who was the cause of this incident, felt extremely guilty at this moment.

"It's all my fault for leaving the sect without permission and falling into the hands of the bad guys. That's why Senior Brother Wu died here trying to save me. Senior Sister Xia, how should I explain this to the Grand Elder after I return?"

Seeing He Mengxin looking at her, Xia Mo did not want to explain too much, and replied directly: "Junior Sister He, the Law Enforcement Hall will investigate your leaving the sect without permission when you return.

As for Senior Brother Wu's death, it's not your fault. I don't think Master will blame you when you return."

After comforting He Mengxin, Xia Mo turned her attention to Song Qingming, and took He Mengxin and the other person to step forward and bowed to him, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Song, thanks to your help today, we were able to successfully escape danger and rescue Junior Sister He. Please accept our greetings first.

Junior Sister He has not recovered yet, I want to take her to Chiyanfang to stay for a few days, and then return to the East China Sea, Brother Song, can you give us a favor? "

Seeing Xia Mo suddenly being so polite, Song Qingming was a little surprised, and quickly waved his hand at them and said:
"Fairy Xia, you are too polite. Chiyanfang never refuses outsiders. You can do as you please. However, the spiritual energy there is not sufficient. If you don't mind, you can stay in Funiushan for a few days."

"That's not necessary. We're just staying for a few days until Junior Sister He recovers and will leave right away. This little matter is harmless, so we won't go to Funiu Mountain to disturb her." Upon hearing this, Xia Mo politely declined Song Qingming's kindness.

Song Qingming did not insist upon hearing this, and nodded slightly, saying, "Well, then, let's just follow your wishes! Please wait for a moment, I'll go downstairs to get some things, and I'll be back soon."

After talking with Xia Mo and the others, Song Qingming returned to the location of the battlefield and put away the "Tiangang Five Elements Formation" he had set up earlier.

After the "Yin Yang Eight Extremes Formation" was broken, the damaged formation plate left by the white-haired old man on the battlefield and several nearby formation flags were all taken into Song Qingming's hands.

Although this "Yin Yang Eight Extremes Formation" was damaged a lot when Xia Mo broke the formation, Song Qingming has studied the art of formations and his current level of formations is not low.

As long as we can find suitable materials in the future, there is still a great chance that we can try to repair this formation.

Seeing that Song Qingming had collected the damaged and useless formation plates and flags, Xia Mo also realized that he had the idea of ​​repairing the formation. She took out two relatively intact formation flags that she had just collected and handed them directly to Song Qingming.

"Since Fellow Daoist Song is somewhat interested in this formation, you should take it first. Fellow Daoist has mastered the art of formations so well, maybe you will have a chance to repair this formation in the future."

"Haha! Fairy Xia, you think too highly of me. This formation is of a high rank, and the materials needed to repair it are hard to find. It is not easy to completely repair it.

Apart from my cultivation, I have always been interested in the art of formations, and I brought it back with the idea that I could tinker with it in my spare time.

When Song Qingming saw Xia Mo handing over the missing formation flag, his face suddenly lit up. He took the formation flag and happily put it into the storage magic weapon.

“This formation can drive yin and yang, water and fire. The spiritual objects needed to repair it should also be high-level spiritual objects such as common water and fire. It shouldn’t be too difficult to find.

I remember that there happened to be a piece of top-grade third-grade water cloud stone in the sect, which should be useful in repairing this formation.

Next time, fellow Daoist, if you go to the East Sea, you can bring a similar spiritual object to the Hundred Flowers Palace, and I can help you exchange it."

Hearing what Xia Mo said, Song Qingming's face lit up immediately, and he hurriedly said, "Oh! In that case, Song would like to thank the fairy first.

I will study this formation after I go back to see how likely I am to repair it. If it is really feasible, I will definitely visit your sect next time I go to the East China Sea." "Well! Then it's settled. I will definitely wait for you to come."

After saying that, Xia Mo waved her hand and took out the flying car she had used before. She took Song Qingming and a few others with her and turned into a beam of light and left "Yulong Mountain".
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On a barren mountain about ten miles away from "Funiu Mountain", a young man in white was sitting in a small cave on the east side of the mountain top, carefully staring at the Songjia Lingshan Mountain not far in front of him.

Suddenly, the man in white felt something strange in the storage bag around his waist.

With a serious expression, he quickly took out a blackened talisman from his storage bag.

"Third uncle!"

Seeing that the originally pure white talisman in front of him had quickly turned into ashes visibly, the man in white's face suddenly changed, revealing a look of extreme fear.

The man in white is named Wu Tianmu, a descendant of Wu Xiang on "Wanhu Island".

It was because after Wu Tianmu established his foundation, he did not choose to join the "Hundred Flowers Palace" but became a casual cultivator. Except for his elder Wu Xiang who had supported him in his cultivation, almost no one in the entire "Hundred Flowers Palace" knew his origins.

Therefore, when Han Yutong, Xia Mo and others first met this person, they also did not realize his true identity.

Seeing that the talisman in his hand, representing Wu Xiang's life and death, had turned to ashes, Wu Tianmu stood there in disbelief for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the cave in panic.

Then he stared closely at the "Funiu Mountain" not far away, and decisively turned into a ray of light and flew directly to the south of Qinghe County. His figure soon disappeared into the empty sky.

It had been six days since they left "Chiyanfang" to rescue He Mengxin and returned with Song Qingming and his companions. Huang Siyuan, who was guarding "Funiu Mountain", had not received any news from Song Qingming and had been worried.

One day, Huang Siyuan, who was drinking tea alone in the "Huixian Pavilion" on the top of the mountain, suddenly saw a white light flying towards the top of Funiushan Mountain outside the window. She immediately stood up and focused her eyes on the white light.

It was not until she saw the white light outside turn into a figure that was very familiar to her that Huang Siyuan showed joy on her face and hurriedly flew into the air.

"Husband, did you have a smooth trip?"

Seeing Huang Siyuan coming to greet him, Song Qingming nodded to her with a smile and said, "It's not the work of the demon cultivators. We just ran into a few Jindan cultivators hiding in the depths of Yunwu Mountain.

Although there were some twists and turns, Daoist He is fine and has been rescued safely by us."

Faced with Huang Siyuan's concern, Song Qingming did not hide too much and quickly told her what had happened to him and Xia Mo and the others in the past few days.

Just because he had promised Xia Mo in advance, Song Qingming did not say a word about what happened to Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong later, and directly blamed everything on the white-haired old man.

"Oh! That's good. You haven't sent any news these past two days, and I thought something had really happened to you. If my husband doesn't come back, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the sect to report the matter tomorrow.

Having said that, these bandits are really brave. They dared to hide in Yunwu Mountain to do such evil things. If you, my husband, hadn't discovered it in advance, we probably wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully. We don't know when we will suffer from them. "

"Don't worry, we have completely resolved the problem over there. You can go back and sleep peacefully." After Song Qingming chuckled, he took Huang Siyuan back to the top of the mountain.

There have been several sudden changes in recent days. Although Song Qingming was not injured in the battle, he was very nervous. It was not until he returned home and heard Huang Siyuan's caring words that he finally relaxed.

Fortunately, although Song Qingming was secretly plotted against this time, he did not encounter any major danger. In the end, he not only returned safely but also gained a small amount of money. This was a bit of comfort in the unexpected.

Thinking that he had brought back a storage tool of a late Jindan cultivator, Song Qingming, who was originally a little tired, showed a relieved smile on his face.

A few days later, in a cave on the top of Funiushan Mountain.

Song Qingming was casting a spell on a black jade ring. He moved the magic power in his hand and quickly cast a spell on the black jade ring in front of him.

As a golden light slowly enveloped the jade ring, until a "ding-ling" sound like a wind chime was heard, Song Qingming immediately took the black jade ring in his hand with an expectant look on his face.

After returning to "Funiu Mountain", Song Qingming, who had a good rest for two days, finally began to try to open the white-haired old man's storage magic weapon.

Although the white-haired old man's formation skills were not low and he had placed many restrictions on his storage magic tools, these were not difficult for Song Qingming, who was also a high-level formation master.

It only took a whole day for Song Qingming to break all the restrictions on the black jade ring as he wished and open this storage magic tool that he had been looking forward to.

Song Qingming had just poured out all the spiritual objects in the black jade ring when the clinking sound of the spiritual stones startled Huang Siyuan who was meditating in the cave nearby.

Seeing that Song Qingming finally opened his spoils as he wished, Huang Siyuan, who was a little curious, immediately followed over.

"Wow! How can a casual cultivator have so many spirit stones? My husband, you have made a fortune this time!"

Huang Siyuan, who had just come to Song Qingming's side, couldn't help but shout out in surprise when she saw the sparkling spirit stones piled up like a small mountain in front of her.

Song Qingming was also somewhat surprised to see so many spirit stones being searched out from the white-haired old man's storage bag at once.

Although the other party was a late Jindan cultivator and his wealth was certainly not low, the fact that he had nearly 100,000 spirit stones in total was still beyond Song Qingming's expectations.

But on second thought, this white-haired old man was invited by Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong to help deal with Xia Mo. They must have spent a lot of money on this man to get him to take action, so it is not surprising that there are so many extra spirit stones.

After sorting out all these spirit stones, among the spiritual objects left by the white-haired old man, the more valuable ones include two magic weapons of third-level quality.

One of the flying swords was of the third-grade upper quality, which Song Qingming had seen him use when they were fighting. The other magic weapon was of lower quality, only the third-grade mid-quality, and did not have any particularly powerful magical powers.

Originally, the white-haired old man had a third-level mid-grade defensive magic weapon with good defensive power. Unfortunately, in the final battle, when he was resisting Xia Mo's attack, it was cut into two halves by the flying sword in her hand and was completely destroyed.

But even so, Song Qingming was already very satisfied to get two magic weapons of good quality. The total value of these two magic weapons alone was at least 50,000 or 60,000 spirit stones.

Although these two magic weapons are of little use to Song Qingming himself who already has better quality magic weapons, Huang Siyuan and Song Qingyu may still be able to use them in the future.

In addition, Song Qingming also looted several third-level talismans and a set of third-level low-grade formations of relatively ordinary quality. These are relatively valuable spiritual objects, worth about 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones in total.

Other elixirs and some trivial spiritual objects are relatively common things on the market. All added up, they should be worth only a few thousand spirit stones.

There were also several ordinary Jindan stage exercises and secret techniques, as well as some formation books that looked like they were compiled by the white-haired old man himself. Song Qingming could only put them aside for the time being.

The white-haired old man's formation level is not lower than Song Qingming's. The formation book he wrote is still useful for Song Qingming to improve his formation level.

Although Song Qingming cannot use the Jindan period's skills, he can put them in the family treasury and leave them for other younger generations of the family to practice.

Although the Song family currently has no shortage of Qi Refining and Foundation Building techniques, they do not have many Golden Core techniques. The family has accumulated them for hundreds of years, and only the few that Song Qingming brought back from outside.

Among these martial arts books, Song Qingming also found a volume on the Blood Shadow Escape Technique that he was very interested in.

When fighting with the white-haired old man before, Song Qingming had seen him use it with his own eyes, and the speed of improvement was no slower than Song Qingming's "Nine Palaces Meteor Escape".

Song Qingming picked up the scroll and immediately put it away. He wanted to try to practice it in the future to see if he could increase his escape speed through this secret method.

These martial arts manuals are very useful items, but they cannot be sold directly, so they cannot be converted into spirit stones to calculate the price for the time being.

After careful estimation by Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan, after removing the secret manuals of martial arts, all the things on the white-haired old man, plus the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, totaled nearly 300,000 spirit stones.

For a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, although this net worth is not as high as that of the disciples of ordinary large sects, it is definitely considered relatively wealthy among the independent cultivators. No wonder Huang Siyuan has a beaming face.

After arranging all the spiritual objects on the table, Song Qingming took out the mid-grade flying knife magic weapon from the white-haired old man and handed it directly to Huang Siyuan who was standing beside him.

"Siyuan, this magic weapon has the same properties as your technique, so it's just right for you. You should keep it for now."

"My husband has made a fortune this time, and I'm going to take advantage of it, so I won't be polite to you."

When Huang Siyuan saw this magic weapon just now, she was a little moved. Seeing Song Qingming took it out on his own initiative, she did not refuse and took it directly in her hands. (End of this chapter)