Qinghe Immortal Clan.

The green-robed monk hiding in the cave was none other than Song Qingming, who had entered the inner hall for several days.

After he entered the inner hall, he did not choose to search for spiritual objects like other Jindan cultivators, nor did he go directly to find the location of his target Qiu Wuxin. Instead, he came here and hid directly.

The reason for choosing this high mountain is that it is not far from an extremely important place in the inner hall, the "Wind and Thunder Hall", and that is also the place that Song Qingming must enter next.

The "Wind and Thunder Palace" is located in the northeast corner of the inner hall. It is an extremely large ancient palace site. There are many various spiritual objects left behind by ancient monks, as well as several high-level spiritual trees that can condense fourth-level spiritual fruits.

But this place is shrouded in a special poisonous fog all year round. Ordinary cultivators will immediately fall into an illusion and be unable to escape once they get close to it and are contaminated by the fog, and will slowly turn into dry bones in the fog.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator who stands at the top of the world of immortal cultivation would normally find it difficult to force his way through the poisonous fog outside and directly enter the "Wind and Thunder Palace".

Only every hundred years, when the vitality of heaven and earth in the secret realm is at its densest, will the poisonous substances around the "Wind and Thunder Palace" dissipate on their own, revealing the true appearance of the palace.

At that time, the cultivators who entered the secret realm could directly enter the temple to search for the high-level spiritual objects inside. This is why the entire "Wind and Thunder Island" secret realm will only be opened once every hundred years.

Because they knew that "Luomae Valley" would not send only Qiu Wuxin this time, but also many other Jindan cultivators would accompany him. It would be difficult for Song Qingming to succeed alone even with Chen Shutian as an insider.

In order to ensure the success of this operation, before Song Qingming went to "Fenglei Island", Chen Shutian and Feng He had already agreed with him to take action against Qiu Wuxin in the "Fenglei Palace".

The "Wind and Thunder Palace" opens once every hundred years. Not only will the monks from the six major sects come to fight for it, but there will also be many other small Jindan sects and various independent cultivators in the surrounding area who will also appear here.

At that time, the scene will definitely be chaotic as people compete for the spiritual object. This is also the best time for Song Qingming to take action.

Before entering the secret realm, Song Qingming also saw with his own eyes that Chen Shutian and Qiu Wuxin came in together, and the two must be acting together now.

As long as Chen Shutian can seize the opportunity and provide him with the accurate location of Qiu Wuxin, Song Qingming will have a great chance of taking advantage of the chaos and killing the other party directly.

Knowing that the inner hall was full of Jindan cultivators, Song Qingming did not want to take the initiative to compete with them for spiritual objects and cause trouble.

Therefore, he came to a place not far from the "Wind and Thunder Palace" and hid there, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to practice the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" while waiting for the time when the "Wind and Thunder Palace" would open.

At first, for several days in a row, there was no movement in the surrounding area.

Until today, several groups of Jindan monks suddenly appeared one after another passing by the vicinity and went directly to the location of the "Wind and Thunder Palace".

These cultivators all came closer at once, which made Song Qingming immediately guess that the time for the "Wind and Thunder Palace" to open must be approaching.

After getting up and tidying up the things in the cave, Song Qingming directly removed the magic circle at the door. Then he took out the "Phantom Boat" and turned into a beam of light and disappeared over the mountains.

The place where Song Qingming was hiding was only a few dozen miles away from the "Wind and Thunder Palace". Soon he saw a white fog appearing in the distance, so he hurriedly landed the flying boat and stopped at a place far away from the white fog.

At this time, there were already quite a few cultivators stopping around the white fog. Song Qingming took a quick glance and found that there were already twenty or thirty people.

Without exception, these people are all powerful people who have reached the Golden Core stage. Moreover, there are not many cultivators in the early Golden Core stage among them, and most of them have reached the middle Golden Core stage or above.

These people were standing in groups of two or three around the area. Some were talking to each other, while others were staring at the white fog in the distance.

Noticing that another cultivator had arrived here, five or six cultivators nearby immediately cast their eyes towards where Song Qingming was. When they saw that Song Qingming had come alone, there was a hint of surprise on their faces.

One of the taller middle-aged men in white robes glanced at Song Qingming and couldn't help but ask his companion beside him: "Who is this person? How dare he come to the Wind and Thunder Palace alone!"

"Haha! I guess he got separated from his companions after coming in, or he was unlucky enough to run into people from the six major sects and died in their hands. Now he is the only one left."

"That's right! This person's cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Golden Core. His strength should be quite strong. It is not impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the six major sects. He must have been lucky to get here."

After hearing the explanations from his two companions, the middle-aged man in white robe rolled his eyes and spoke again:

"My two fellow Taoists, this person has come here alone, and I'm afraid he must be very nervous. If we are willing to approach him and win him over, he will most likely agree.

Entering the Wind and Thunder Palace will definitely be a tough battle for us. If this person can join us, we will also get a great help. If you two also have this intention, I am willing to go and negotiate with him. What do you think?"

Hearing the suggestion from the middle-aged man in white robe, the two people beside him immediately showed a hint of hesitation, and after a long while, one of them slowly said: "Brother Xue's suggestion does make some sense.

However, this person's cultivation is not low, and we don't know where he came from. It would be unreliable to travel with him rashly.

Besides, he came here alone, and it is very likely that he had met someone from the six major sects before. If this person had offended them, we would be implicated.

We are just a few people who want to try our luck. One more or one less person won't have that big of an impact. I think we should not rashly deal with such people."

After saying this, the companion looked at the middle-aged man in white robe meaningfully, as if he was a little confused about his sudden suggestion.

"Well, if you two Taoist friends feel that this is inappropriate, then let's just leave it at that. Let's not worry about it and go in as we agreed before!"

Feeling that his two companions disagreed with this, the middle-aged man in white robe immediately smiled and shook his head, dispelled the original idea in his mind, and turned his gaze away from Song Qingming.

These people were all using secret methods to transmit sound when they spoke, and Song Qingming, who was standing far away, had no idea what they were talking about about him.

After landing, he carefully looked around and saw that there were only some independent cultivators around, and no one from the six major sects. Song Qingming slowly put his mind at ease and took out a bamboo hat from his storage bag and put it on his head.

The people around also didn't pay too much attention to Song Qingming who came alone. They basically looked at Song Qingming a few times, and when they saw that he was not someone they were familiar with, they quickly withdrew their gaze.

After standing there and waiting for a while, three beams of light suddenly flew over from the horizon and landed not far in front of Song Qingming.

Song Qingming looked carefully and found that these three people were the ones he had dealt with before in the "Fenglei Island" market. A look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

The three people who came were a young woman in white, a white-haired old man with a slightly hunched back, and the last one was a charming woman in black, who was also the one who used her charm to compete with Song Qingming for the formation plate in the market.

Seeing these three people appear, Song Qingming was a little afraid that they would recognize him and cause him some trouble in the future. While the other party didn't notice him, he took the initiative to step back a little to increase the distance between them.

However, his somewhat subtle action unexpectedly quickly attracted the attention of the hunchbacked old man, who looked towards him with a hint of surprise.

"Mr. Qi, what's wrong?"

The woman in white standing nearby saw the hunchbacked old man next to her suddenly look towards where Song Qingming was, so she asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the hunchbacked old man immediately turned around and replied with a smile: "Nothing, we have dealt with this person before in the market, but we didn't expect him to come here alone."

"He has dealt with us before. Could he be the one who stole my formation plate?"

After hearing what the hunchbacked old man said, combined with the aura of cultivation emanating from Song Qingming, the woman in black beside the two of them immediately thought of Song Qingming's figure, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

At that time in the market town, Song Qingming showed no intention of backing down in the face of the three of them. The three women in black always thought that Song Qingming must have some background behind him.

It was not until now that the woman in black saw that Song Qingming came to the "Wind and Thunder Palace" alone that she realized that her previous speculation seemed to be wrong. Song Qingming should be just an ordinary cultivator, not as complicated as they imagined.

Seeing the black-clothed woman showing some displeasure towards Song Qingming's position, the hunchbacked old man nodded calmly at first, then sighed and continued:

"This person has a strong spiritual consciousness and a high level of cultivation. He dares to come here alone. He must have some confidence. We should not provoke such a person casually."

"Yes! What Elder Qi said is true. This person came here alone, and he probably just wanted to join in the fun. This time we came to the secret realm to grab treasures, so we must not miss the opportunity because of him."

After hearing the reminders from the hunchbacked old man and the woman in white beside her, the woman in black withdrew her gaze and no longer paid attention to Song Qingming who was not far away.

Song Qingming naturally felt the gazes directed at him by the other three people. Suspecting that they had recognized his identity, he looked helpless at the moment.

The hunchbacked old man among the three people had a very high level of cultivation and was one of the few masters among the Jindan cultivators that Song Qingming had ever seen. He was not too surprised that his disguise was seen through by this person at such a close distance.

Fortunately, after talking for a few words, the other party quickly turned his eyes away and no longer paid attention to him. Song Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the "Wind and Thunder Palace" is about to open, everyone's target is the various high-level spiritual objects in the ancient ruins behind the white fog. Under normal circumstances, no one would choose to cause trouble for others at this time.

After the three women in white arrived here, not long after, five or six more waves of cultivators arrived. These people were all independent cultivators like the surrounding cultivators.

Half a day later, six beams of light suddenly flew from the sky, and then Qiu Wuxin and five Jindan elders of "Luomaeng Valley" fell from the sky.

"Get away from here!" Following Qiu Wuxin's angry shout, several Jindan cultivators who were originally standing nearby looked at each other. Although there was some displeasure on their faces, they hurriedly stepped aside and gave the positions they originally occupied to the people from "Luomaeng Valley".

When the many wandering cultivators nearby saw the cultivators from "Luomae Valley" suddenly appear, they also became more cautious and soon chose to stay away from them at the same time.

Chen Shutian, who was standing behind Qiu Wuxin, came here and began to search the crowd around her, but after looking around, she did not find the person she wanted to see most, and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

"Junior Sister Chen, are there any friends you know coming here?"

Seeing that Chen Shutian's eyes were searching for something, an elder of the "Luomagold Valley" who was at the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm and standing next to her asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shutian immediately retracted her gaze and replied with a smile, "Senior Brother Xu, you misunderstood. I have just formed my elixir not long ago, so how can any good friend come here?

It's just that seeing so many Jindan masters made me a little curious for a moment!"

Seeing that Chen Shutian had a worried look on her face when she spoke, the elder of Luofeng Valley thought that she was a little scared, so he smiled and comforted her:

"Haha! Junior Sister Chen, although these people have high cultivation bases, most of them are casual cultivators, and there are only a few who are truly capable.

The people from our six major sects had already agreed in advance that when competing for spiritual objects, none of us would kill each other.

After we enter the Wind and Thunder Palace, Junior Sister, as long as she follows closely behind us, there won’t be much danger.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Shutian's face suddenly calmed down a lot, and then she bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Xu, for reminding me!"

As soon as Chen Shutian finished her words, seven or eight beams of light appeared in the distant sky. Then Xiao Haoran, who was holding a book in his hand, descended from the sky with several monks from the Qingyang Sect and stopped beside the people from Luofeng Valley.

"You people from Luofeng Valley arrived earlier than us. You are really good at managing your subordinates. You always come before us."

After landing, Xiao Haoran did not look directly at Qiu Wuxin, who was standing at the front of the "Luofeng Valley" group. Instead, he took the initiative to greet the leader Luo Liangshan next to him. This scene also made the monks from the "Luofeng Valley" who came with him feel a little surprised.

Seeing that Qiu Wuxin's face was already somewhat ugly, Luo Liangshan quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands to smooth things over, saying, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you misunderstood. The leader of our Luofeng Valley team this time is Junior Brother Qiu. I just came in to help out."

"Oh! I have been studying in seclusion in the mountains all day, and I have indeed been out of touch with the news. I didn't even know that Fellow Daoist Qiu has already advanced to the ninth level of the Golden Core. I am really ashamed.

After Xiao Haoran finished speaking, he turned around and bowed to Qiu Wuxin with an apologetic look on his face.

Although he knew in his heart that Xiao Haoran said this at the beginning on purpose to embarrass him, but as someone who could cultivate to the Golden Core Realm, Qiu Wuxin was naturally not a cunning person.

Although he was already very unhappy with Xiao Haoran, Qiu Wuxin still showed some magnanimity on his face. He nodded slightly and bowed in return.

"During the last trial meeting, it was all my fault that I didn't stop and caused Fellow Daoist Qiu to lose. After I went back, I was worried that Fellow Daoist would never recover. I wanted to take the time to write a letter to Luofeng Valley to comfort Fellow Daoist, but I was busy with other things and forgot about it.

Now that I see that you are not only not discouraged by this, but have made some progress in your cultivation, it seems that my worry is a bit unnecessary, and I can finally put my mind at ease."

"Xiao Haoran, you are going too far."

More than ten years ago, the Tianhai League held a trial conference. At that time, Qiu Wuxin was defeated miserably by Xiao Haoran in the final decisive battle, which was a huge blow to him for a time.

Because this incident happened within the "Tianhai League", few people outside knew about it.

Now that Xiao Haoran brought up the matter again in front of so many casual cultivators, it immediately caused a burst of exclamations from those around him. Qiu Wuxin, who had originally remained calm, could no longer hold back at this moment. He mobilized his magic power and a high-level flying sword magic weapon appeared in front of him.

"Junior Brother Qiu, the ancestor said that we cannot fight with the people of Qingyang Sect. Please put the sect's mission first and don't fall for their provocation."

Seeing that Qiu Wuxin was about to take action, Luo Liangshan and others standing beside him hurriedly stepped forward to block him, fearing that they would really start a fight here and delay the upcoming event of entering the hall to compete for the spiritual objects.

As for Xiao Haoran, he kept looking at the people from "Luomaeng Valley" with a look of indifference and provocation on his face.

"Haha! I didn't expect to see such a big commotion just after arriving. It's really a coincidence that we came!"

Just when the situation between "Qingyang Sect" and "Luofeng Valley" was tense, another voice was heard in the air, and soon several sword lights fell from the sky from far to near.

"Han Feng, it's not that easy for you from the Jade Sword Sect to watch the fun here!"

Seeing that the person coming was a cultivator from the "Jade Sword Sect", Qiu Wuxin, who was originally angry, immediately suppressed his anger and shifted his gaze to a man in white who was the leader of the "Jade Sword Sect".

When Han Feng saw Qiu Wuxin suddenly change his target and stare at him, he quickly smiled and explained:

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists. We in the Jade Sword Sect have never been interested in meddling in other people's affairs. No matter what happened here today, we will never intentionally spread it. Just do as you please."

"Humph! You really know how to pick the right time to come. You've ruined all the fun."

When Xiao Haoran saw that Qiu Wuxin had regained his sanity, he immediately lost interest. He took out a book and started reading it by himself, ignoring the other cultivators around him.

Seeing that the scene that was on the verge of breaking out just now suddenly became quiet again, the casual cultivators who were watching the excitement nearby were also very disappointed and sighed slightly.

For these independent cultivators, it will be difficult for them to defeat the cultivators from the six major sects when they go in to fight for the spiritual objects.

If they could fight directly outside, it would give many independent cultivators an excellent opportunity. It's a pity that both sides are on the verge of a real fight but have no intention of actually fighting.

Seeing this, Zhong Ren, who was somewhat disappointed, quickly withdrew his gaze and shifted his attention to the white mist not far away.

After the monks from the Jade Sword Sect arrived, people from the remaining three Nascent Soul sects also followed suit, with other independent cultivators arriving from time to time.

Soon, nearly a hundred Jindan cultivators gathered outside the white fog.

"Look, the white fog is beginning to recede!"

Just when the last cultivator from the Nascent Soul Sect "Jinxia Palace" arrived, a cultivator who was trying to observe the white mist in front of him suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of many Jindan cultivators on the scene.

Upon closer inspection, I found that the extremely dense white fog was slowly receding as the man said, but the speed was extremely slow and it took a while to retreat less than ten feet.

After about an incense stick of time, the speed at which the white fog retreated finally began to accelerate, and the originally extremely thick fog suddenly became much lighter.

Not long after, as the white mist quickly dissipated, an extremely tall and somewhat dilapidated giant palace slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Is this the Wind and Thunder Palace?"

Seeing the appearance of this tall palace, some monks who came here for the first time immediately asked the people around them.

However, before the man could get a reply, a beam of light appeared beside him and flew towards the direction of the palace. Its speed surprised the people below.

The owner of this escaping light is a seventh-level Jindan cultivator. Because he has practiced a relatively advanced secret escape technique, even a ninth-level Jindan cultivator may not be able to catch up with him when he travels at full speed on a normal day.

That's why he was very confident in his escape speed, and wanted to use his special magical power to enter the hall to search for treasure before everyone else.

However, although he moved quickly, before he flew far, a white light suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him.

Before this person could figure out what was happening, a huge fist suddenly appeared in front of him and knocked him hundreds of feet away.

The owner of this fist is none other than Xiao Haoran, the top Jindan master in the "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World" who had put away the book in his hand at some point.

This attack also directly shocked everyone below. They didn't expect that Xiao Haoran was not only powerful, but also had such a powerful secret skill that he could even change his position through the air.

"let's go!"

After knocking the man away, Xiao Haoran didn't care about him anymore. After glancing at the people below who were still looking surprised, he led the monks of the "Qingyang Sect" who followed him, turned into a beam of light and flew towards the palace first.

"Walk."

After the Qingyang Sect set off, the cultivators from the other several major Nascent Soul Sects also followed behind them and flew quickly towards the direction of the main hall.

It was not until all the cultivators from the six major sects had left that the scattered cultivators around who had just been shocked by Xiao Haoran began to transform into escaping lights and rush towards the "Wind and Thunder Palace" in groups of three or five. (End of this chapter)