Chapter 364 Liu Fengtang
Seeing that Song Qingming's tone seemed a little disappointed, Feng He smiled and replied: "That's true, but this space magic weapon is not an ordinary thing. Even if there is nothing good in it, this magic weapon alone is a lot of high-level ones." It’s something that monks are looking for, so if you just go to a large auction, you should be able to get a lot of spiritual stones, and that’s not even making you rich!”
Hearing Feng He's words of relief, Song Qingming's expression did not change much, and his eyes were still on the cyan jade pendant in his hand.
He is still just a foundation-building monk with no big background. He is holding such a spiritual object that can only be used by high-level monks. It is difficult to explain the origin of this thing. In case he is recognized by others, this thing comes from Demon Cultivation Body. When the time comes, I won’t be able to tell clearly.
"Senior Fenghe, is there any way you can open this thing in advance?"
Seeing that Song Qingming was still unwilling to give up, Feng He sighed and said: "This thing has been banned by the demon cultivator. If I haven't lost my body yet, it will not be difficult to erase it. It's a pity that now I only have the power to The soul is attached to the puppet, and there is no way to use too much mana to forcefully erase the restrictions on it. "
"Since even seniors can't do anything about it, we can only wait until later to see if there is a chance to open it." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he carefully put away the piece of sapphire in his hand.
As soon as it dawned the next day, Song Qingming packed up his luggage and set out on his way home again.
Blackstone Valley is six to seven thousand miles away from Qinghe County, with several counties in between. In order to avoid attracting attention, Song Qingming tried his best to avoid crowded towns and went to secluded places with few people. In this way, almost ten days passed before I slowly rushed back to Qinghe County.
When they arrived near Funiu Mountain, it was already dark. In order not to disturb the family law enforcement teams who were on duty on the mountain at night, Song Qingming put on a hidden spirit shirt to hide his figure before entering the mountain protection formation.
After returning to Funiu Mountain, Song Qingming immediately put away all the clothes that concealed his identity, such as robes and bamboo hats, put on the blue Taoist robe that he often wore on the mountain, and walked slowly to the top of the mountain.
As soon as he reached his cave at the top of the mountain, Song Qingming suddenly stopped and turned around to look behind him with a look of surprise.
"Brother Qi, how did you cultivate this spiritual consciousness? I just got closer to you. Why did you discover it so quickly?"
Seeing Song Qingyu jumping from the rocks behind, Song Qingming smiled at her and shook his head: "Didn't I give you the Soul Forging Technique a long time ago? Cultivation of spiritual consciousness is not like other techniques. You still need to practice some techniques. If you are willing to work as hard as I did, you will be better than me sooner or later."
Song Qingyu stepped forward, looked at Song Qingming, and then at the cave door that was still closed behind him, and asked with some confusion: "Seventh brother, you went out for a trip, did you just come back from outside?"
Hearing Song Qingyu's question, Song Qingming also knew that she must have seen some clues about him and guessed that he had not been in retreat in the cave.
"Qing Yu, people on the mountain are talkative. It's good if you know some things. Don't tell others that I have been down the mountain again. Do you remember?"
Seeing that Song Qingming, who always had a smiling face in front of her, suddenly turned serious at this moment, Song Qingyu seemed to understand something in her heart. She raised her beautiful eyes and met Song Qingming's eyes firmly at her.
"Brother Qi, don't worry, I know what to do. No matter what happens in the future, I will believe you."
Song Qingming patted her shoulder gently, a smile of relief slowly appeared on his lips, then turned around and walked into his cave.
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A year later, in the Xianfeng Tower in Qinghefang.
Song Qingming was in a private room on the first floor of the restaurant, enjoying the delicious spiritual food on the table while looking through the restaurant's detailed accounts for the past few years. To his left, standing was his nephew who had become the shopkeeper of Xianfeng Tower. Song Xinhu.
More than ten years ago, Li Quan, who knew that his life span was about to run out, finally relented before he passed away and agreed that his granddaughter Li Hongyu and Song Xinhu would form a Taoist couple. The couple, under the arrangement of their second sister Song Qingwan, also officially took over the Xianfeng Building three years ago.
After briefly reading the account book in his hand, Song Qingming smiled and nodded to Song Xinhu who was standing beside him.
"Not bad! Also because Qinghefang has been worse than before in the past few years, Xianfeng Tower will also be affected to some extent. I didn't expect that you will increase your profits this year more than usual. I will tell your fourteenth aunt later, Let her record a meritorious deed for you and your wife in the family's golden pavilion."
After hearing this, Song Xinhu, who looked mature and middle-aged, quickly thanked the family elder in front of him, took the account book handed back by Song Qingming, and left happily.
Not long after Song Xinhu left, Song Qingming, who was almost full, also got up and left Xianfeng Tower and came to the noisy streets of Fangshi.
In recent years, as the Fuyun Mountain Range has gradually stabilized, many casual cultivators in Qinghefang have left here and started to look for opportunities in the north. Therefore, the business of various shops in Qinghefang has gradually become worse than before. Some of the poorly managed casual repair shops in the market have even begun to close down.
After strolling around among the crowd, Song Qingming calmed down his cultivation, put on a black hat, and came to a shop called "Liu Feng Tang".
This is a shop that sells all kinds of low-level spiritual items. The items sold in the store are very mixed. There are some magic weapons, talismans, spiritual herbs, and elixirs, but most of them are the lowest-level, middle- and low-level spiritual items. There are few things of real value.
Several mortal clerks were busy sorting out a bunch of messy spiritual objects that they had just purchased in the store. When they saw another person walking in at the door of the store, a young mortal woman, she quickly tidied up her appearance and walked toward the door. Came over.
"Master Immortal, what do you need? Our store has all kinds of spiritual objects. There is also a newly refined puppet beast. Do you want to see it?"
After Song Qingming glanced sideways at the woman, he ignored her and strode directly into the store. He said to a young man behind the counter dressed like a shopkeeper:
"Your boss is in the store. I want to ask him to help me see if this set of formation flags can still be repaired."
Hearing Song Qingming's question, the shopkeeper, who had been reading a book with his head down, didn't pay much attention to the arrival of customers in the store. He immediately looked up at Song Qingming and the formation flag in his hand, then pointed to the back of the store and said: " The boss is in the back room, just go in."
After Song Qingming walked into the back hall, the shopkeeper's expression suddenly changed. He put away the books that he had loved so much before and looked at the door of the store intently.