Qinghe Immortal Clan.

"Senior, I was wrong. Please don't hold it against me. I was the one who offended you because I was blind. Please forgive me if you are magnanimous enough!"

Seeing this somewhat sudden scene, Song Qingming's expression remained unchanged. He stared at the other person as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Look at the tone you spoke just now. How come you don't even have this little courage? Even if I give you a chance, you are useless!"

After Song Qingming uttered these words with a cold face, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" that had been unable to hold back any longer immediately turned into an ice arrow and rushed towards the location of the fat-faced monk.

"Senior, please spare your life!"

Seeing this, the fat-faced monk who had been kneeling and begging for mercy hurriedly cast a spell with a helpless look on his face, picked up the magic weapon, and jumped up to block the attack of the "Ice and Fire Dragon".

Unexpectedly, the golden sword magic weapon he had just taken out was hit by the "Ice and Fire Dragon" and immediately turned into thick ice and fell to the ground from mid-air.

Seeing that his magic weapon was suddenly frozen and he could not control it for a moment, the fat-faced monk's face suddenly changed. He no longer had the courage to deal with the attack of the "Ice and Fire Dragon" and turned around and fled backwards.

Seeing the fat-faced monk turn around and run away as soon as they met, the "Ice and Fire Dragon", which had just fought with the opponent, became very angry and turned into a blue light and quickly chased after him.

Song Qingming still stood there and watched the other party from afar. He had no intention of moving forward to chase him. He directly handed the man over to the "Ice and Fire Dragon".

While Song Qingming, who was not far away, was focusing his attention on the fat-faced monk who was escaping, the other three monks from the "Golden Sword Sect" exchanged glances with each other and began to slowly retreat.

"Did I say you could go?"

But what the three did not expect was that after they had just taken a dozen steps back, a cold voice appeared in their ears, forcing the three to stop with helplessness.

The middle-aged scholar with the highest cultivation level, upon hearing the cold words from Song Qingming, could only bow to him with a somewhat helpless expression and said, "Senior, Junior Brother Hu just spoke wildly, and he deserves to be taught a lesson by you, he brought this upon himself.

We have not offended you in any way since we came here, so please let us go.

Senior, rest assured, the three of us will keep our mouths shut about what happened today and will never tell anyone else. We are willing to swear here so that you can rest assured."

"Pledge! I don't think it's necessary to go through so much trouble! It's actually very simple to make me feel at ease. All you need is you."

Before Song Qingming could finish his words, the three members of the "Golden Sword Sect", led by the middle-aged Confucian scholar, suddenly turned around and fled quickly.

The other party didn't even take his own master "Master Yufeng" seriously and didn't care at all. The three middle-aged Confucian scholars also knew that Song Qingming would not let them go easily. They didn't choose to continue begging for mercy but turned around and ran away.

The gap in strength between the Foundation Establishment cultivators and the Golden Core cultivators was too great, and the three of them understood that no matter which direction they ran, they would definitely be caught up by the other side.

They can only act separately and try their luck.

Seeing them running so fast, Song Qingming's face suddenly showed a little anger. Then he waved his hand and summoned a large group of spirit insects, directing them to chase the three people who were fleeing separately.

After years of training and having swallowed a lot of "All-Spirit Dew", many of the "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" on Song Qingming's body have broken through to the third level, and their strength has also greatly improved compared to before.

These "Golden Illusion Butterflies" don't have to expend much effort just to deal with a few Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They escaped only a few hundred feet away when the three members of the "Golden Sword Sect" were caught up by the "Golden Illusion Butterfly" behind them. Except for the middle-aged Confucian scholar in the late stage of foundation building who held out a little longer, the other two died at the hands of the spiritual insects in less than half a quarter of an hour.

After the three were dealt with by the "Golden Fantasy Butterfly", the "Ice and Fire Dragon" that had chased them not far away came back with a storage bag in its mouth, shaking its head and looking happy.

After collecting the storage bags of several people on the ground, Song Qingming put the spirit pet beside him back into the "spiritual beast bag" before turning around and coming to the old man in yellow who was still a little stunned.

Only a quarter of an hour passed from the time the four members of the "Golden Sword Gate" escaped to the time they all died.

During this period, Song Qingming did not even do anything himself. He just relied on his spirit pet to kill all four foundation-building cultivators. The strength he displayed also made the old man in yellow stunned.

Knowing that Song Qingming's strength was unfathomable, even though he was very scared at this moment, he no longer had the courage to escape. He could only look at Song Qingming who was walking towards him with a hint of fear on his face.

“Thank you for saving my life, Senior. I was just being chased by them and had no choice but to flee here. I didn’t mean to disturb you, Senior. I hope you will forgive me.

Those people accused me of stealing their things, but they actually wanted to take this thing away from me. If you don't mind, I will give it to you as a token of my gratitude for saving my life."

After the old man in yellow finished speaking, a palm-sized green gourd emitting spiritual light appeared in his hand. He then cast a spell and sent it directly in front of Song Qingming.

Facing the third-grade lower-grade spiritual object that the old man in yellow took out to express his gratitude, Song Qingming only glanced at it, waved his hand and returned it, and then directly said to him:
"I have no interest in knowing what happened between you and them. I didn't kill them just now for your little thing. You don't need to worry about these things.

I have a question for you. As long as you answer it honestly, you can leave later.

If the answer does not satisfy me, it is hard to say what will happen next. You have practiced for many years, so you should understand what I mean!"

Facing Song Qingming's deliberate attack, the old man in yellow quickly nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and replied respectfully:
"Senior, please feel free to speak up. I will tell you everything I know. If I dare to deceive you, I will deserve it even if I die in your hands."

After hearing the answer from the old man in yellow, Song Qingming nodded with a smile and continued to ask, "My question is actually very simple. You just need to tell me how you found my hiding place when you came here just now.

Let me remind you again, I am not an ordinary monk without any knowledge. If you want to say that it was just a coincidence, then you don’t need to answer. "

The cave where Song Qingming practiced in seclusion was located in a remote valley, and there were not many cultivators passing by in the sky.

In addition, there was a third-level concealment formation he had specially arranged outside the cave. Normally, even if a Jindan cultivator passed by the top of the valley, it would be difficult for him to see any clues below.

The old man in yellow in front of him had only reached the seventh level of foundation building. Logically speaking, even if he happened to pass by here, it would be difficult for him to find Song Qingming for a while.

But the other party not only came to the outside of the cave accurately, but also discovered the hidden magic circle set up outside. This was obviously not a coincidence, and it also aroused some interest in Song Qingming's heart, making him eager to know what was going on.

"This... Senior, you don't know that I am actually also a third-level low-grade formation master. Although my formation skills are not as advanced as yours, I do have some unique insights of my own.

Just when I was dodging the pursuit of these people, I relied on my keen understanding of the formation and just arrived here, and then I happened to discover the hiding place of the senior.

I dare not deceive you, senior. This is the book I have written after years of research on the art of formation. You will know it at a glance!" After the old man in yellow finished speaking, a book of formation appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Song Qingming respectfully.

When talking about his own level of formation skills just now, the old man in yellow unconsciously showed a bit more confidence on his face. The skill of a third-level formation master is what he is most proud of besides his cultivation.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are some cultivators with extraordinary talents who can surpass their own cultivation level and elevate their immortal cultivation skills to a higher level.

However, this type of cultivator is extremely rare, especially for high-level skills such as formations that are more difficult to practice. Very few foundation-building cultivators have such talent to become third-level lower-grade formation masters.

In the entire Weiguo cultivation world, apart from Jindan cultivators like Song Qingming and Bai Yuxian, there are only two or three foundation-building cultivators who can improve their formation skills to the third level like this old man in yellow.

Ever since his formation skills broke through to the third level, the old man in yellow has made a name for himself in the outside world over the years. Even if he meets a Jindan cultivator, he will be somewhat polite to him after knowing his identity.

Sure enough, after hearing the explanation of the old man in yellow, Song Qingming's eyes did change slightly, and he said with some surprise:

"Oh! You are also a level 3 formation master. I really underestimated you."

After taking the formation book handed over by the old man in yellow and taking a glance at it, Song Qingming quickly saw a lot of records of various high-level formation arrangements and various methods of breaking them.

It has to be said that the old man in yellow is indeed talented in formations. Some of his personal insights on formations marked in the classics were so impressive that even Song Qingming, a third-level mid-grade formation master, couldn't help but praise him in his heart after reading them.

If this book was really written by the old man in yellow, then there is a high possibility that his formation level has broken through to the third level.

Seeing that Song Qingming seemed to be absorbed in reading, the old man in yellow clothes beside him smiled and said, "Senior, this book was originally passed down by my ancestors. After I broke through to the third-level formation master in recent years, I re-edited it and improved it a lot.

The original copy of the book is still in my family. If you like it, you can take it. It won’t have any impact on me.”

"Haha! You are thoughtful."

"However, although you are a third-level lower-grade array master, the array I just set up is not an ordinary third-level array. The reason you can discover the clues should not be just this!"

After Song Qingming praised the other party, he changed the subject and shook his head slightly at the old man in yellow, obviously not satisfied with his answer. Seeing Song Qingming holding the formation book and shooting a somewhat unhappy look at him, the old man in yellow suddenly changed his expression, and hurriedly stepped forward with a look of horror and knelt on the ground.

“Please forgive me, Senior. I just found this place. Besides being a formation master, I also got the help of this item, which is why I was lucky enough to find this place.

I just didn't have time to finish what I was saying. I didn't mean to deceive you. I hope you won't take it personally."

After the old man in yellow finished speaking, he gently wiped the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly a third-level formation plate appeared in his hand.

The old man in yellow, who was holding the formation plate, poured his magic power into the formation plate. Suddenly, a thumb-sized black stone quickly emerged from the formation plate, and then slowly flew in front of Song Qingming under the control of the old man in yellow.

"What is this? Where did you find it?"

Seeing the black stone in front of him, Song Qingming used his spiritual sense to scan it and found that there was no spiritual energy on it. It was obviously not an ordinary magic weapon or magic treasure, which also made him look a little more puzzled.

Hearing Song Qingming's question, the old man in yellow hurriedly shook his head and replied honestly, "This stone was found by my ancestor from a broken magic weapon that was passed down to the market, and I don't know where it came from.

Over the years, I have been searching through books to find out its origin, but to my shame, I have not found anything and still don't know where this thing came from.

Although this stone is not a powerful magical weapon, it does have a unique ability to identify formations, especially when used in conjunction with a formation plate. As long as there is a hidden formation within a radius of several miles, it will show special spiritual fluctuations and rarely make mistakes.

When I passed by here just now, it was because this thing suddenly reacted that I suspected that someone might have set up a formation below, so I came here to look for it."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming took the somewhat mysterious black stone in front of him, and then slowly covered the stone with his own magic power.

As Song Qingming cast the spell, a spiritual light suddenly began to emanate from the black stone.

After a while, Song Qingming, who was holding the black stone in his hand, felt a special spiritual energy coming from afar, and the direction was exactly the cave he had just come out of.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly inconspicuous black stone actually has the special ability to sense the spiritual energy of the formation. Song Qingming has never heard of such a strange thing in all his years of practice.

After confirming that what the old man in yellow said was true, Song Qingming's unhappy expression eased a little, and he turned around and said:

"You dare to come here just because you have a suspicion. What if it is not the formation I set up, but other forbidden formations that come with this secret realm? What will you do?"

"this."

Facing Song Qingming's careful questioning, the old man in yellow could only sigh with an unpleasant look on his face, and then continued to explain helplessly:
"To be honest, I was chased by these people all the way. I couldn't even use the teleportation token to leave the secret realm early. I was already at my wit's end.
If we go any further, even if we are lucky enough to escape into the inner hall, with my cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment Stage, I am afraid I will not be able to come out alive.

There is really no better choice for me than to come down and try my luck.

Fortunately, God blessed me and allowed me to meet my senior, who saved my life. No matter what he thinks, I will repay him for saving my life.

If you have any instructions, please feel free to tell me. I am willing to follow you and do what I can to repay you for saving my life."

Hearing that the old man in yellow was getting more and more excited as he spoke, and even wanted to follow him to get some benefits in the secret realm, Song Qingming felt helpless in his heart, and quickly waved his hand and spoke to dispel his idea.

"I want to enter the inner hall next, but I'm afraid you don't have the courage to go in with me. Don't you need to think too much about this?
This thing is of some use to me. If you want to repay me, just give me this stone.

Don't worry, I won't take your things for nothing. These spirit stones are used as the money I paid for this item with you. Are you willing?"

After Song Qingming finished speaking, a white light flashed in his hand and a bag of spirit stones appeared. He then threw it to the old man in yellow.

He took the bag of spirit stones and opened it. Inside was dozens of glittering mid-grade spirit stones, about five or six thousand in total. The old man in yellow showed a bit of surprise on his face at the sight of so many spirit stones, and he quickly nodded to Song Qingming in agreement.

"Since you like this item, I am willing to offer it to you. However, I am afraid to accept this spiritual stone. I hope you can take it back."

Although the black stone that Song Qingming wanted was passed down from the old man in yellow's ancestors, it had no other uses except for being able to sense the surrounding formations. In his hands, it was not as useful as a powerful second-grade top-grade magic weapon.

The reason why he didn't take it out directly at the beginning was not because this item was so important to the old man in yellow, but because he wanted to show his mastery of the art of formation in front of Song Qingming.

Being able to exchange this item for several thousand spirit stones was not a bad deal for him.

Moreover, in front of Song Qingming, the Jindan cultivator who had just saved his life, the old man in yellow did not have much choice even if he was somewhat reluctant in his heart.

If he said something rude and angered Song Qingming, his fate would probably not be much better than those "Golden Sword Sect" monks lying next to him. It would just be another corpse here.

Seeing that the other party was still a little worried that he would not let him go afterwards, Song Qingming smiled and explained directly: "I am not a person who likes to take advantage of the younger generation. I gave you the spirit stone just to trade this thing.

Don't worry, since I am satisfied with your answer, I will naturally not cause you any more trouble.

But there is one thing you must remember, what happened today must be kept secret, otherwise not only will I be in trouble, but it will also not be good for you."

"Don't worry, senior. I know this. The people of the Golden Sword Sect are vindictive. I would never dare to publicize this matter for my own life, if for no other reason."

Hearing Song Qingming's reminder, the old man in yellow hurriedly nodded in response.

Song Qingming was not a cultivator from the "Tianhai Immortal Realm". For him, offending a Jindan force like the "Golden Sword Sect" was nothing to worry about.

The reason why he spoke up to remind the old man in yellow was just out of habitual caution.

Seeing that the other party had carefully agreed, Song Qingming nodded with satisfaction, then picked up the formation book in his hand and said to him: "I am also somewhat interested in this thing. If it is convenient for you, I will take it directly."

"It's convenient, of course it's convenient. I originally wanted to present this formation manual to you, senior. It's my honor that you like it."

Hearing that Song Qingming was interested in the formation book he wrote, the old man in yellow quickly agreed with a happy look on his face.

Seeing that the old man was so tactful, Song Qingming did not treat him unfairly. He took out another second-grade top-grade magic weapon from his body and threw it to the old man in yellow as a spiritual object in exchange for the formation book in his hand.

This time, the old man in yellow did not hesitate to be polite with Song Qingming and accepted it generously.

After completing the transaction, Song Qingming was very satisfied and said to him, "I don't have anything to do here. You can do whatever you want next. There are dangers everywhere in this secret realm. You need to be careful when you venture out alone."

“Thank you for the reminder, Senior. I originally entered the secret realm with a few fellow Taoists this time, but we encountered people from the Golden Sword Sect on the way and were forced to separate.

Now it is difficult for me to face the dangers here alone. I don’t want to continue to take risks and explore the secret realm. I plan to find a suitable teleportation location and leave here in advance. "

Every monk who enters the secret realm will receive a token for teleportation in advance.

However, although this teleportation token can be used at any time, it takes a certain amount of time to cast the spell, and it will make a lot of noise when used, making it easy for surrounding monks to discover your location.

Monks like the old man in yellow who want to leave early must first find a relatively hidden place and then cast a spell to activate the teleportation token, which will be safer.

Seeing that the other party wanted to leave the secret realm, Song Qingming did not say much, but nodded slightly to him and said:
"Well! You have obtained so many things, which is considered a good opportunity. It is not a bad thing to know when to advance and when to retreat. So you should take care of yourself!"

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he turned around and took down the formation that was set up at the entrance of the cave. Then he took out the "Phantom Boat" and turned into a white light and left the valley directly.

Looking at the escaping light that had disappeared in the distant sky, the old man in yellow confirmed that Song Qingming had left and slowly let out a breath.

After so many years of practice, the old man in yellow has met many Jindan-stage cultivators, but most of them are arrogant and look down on them, the young foundation-building cultivators.

It was indeed the first time that he had seen a Jindan cultivator like Song Qingming who was interested in something on him and was willing to exchange it fairly with spirit stones without wanting to take advantage of him.

If he had not seen the thousands of spirit stones and a second-grade top-grade magic weapon in his hands, he might have thought that what had just happened was a dream.

"Although this person's behavior is a bit strange, he has a sense of righteousness. I didn't expect to meet a good person today!" (End of this chapter)