Chapter 425 Return to the clan
When Song Qingming saw this, he was not polite to her. After taking the spirit beast bag, he placed it directly on his waist.
After the three of them walked around in circles and confirmed that no spiritual objects were left behind, they left together with their swords and flew to Yangshanfang.
More than an hour later, seeing that Yangshanfang was getting closer and closer, Song Qingming's nervous expression gradually relaxed. He controlled the flying sword at his feet and came to the side of the woman in green.
"Fellow Daoist Hu, I wonder how much you know about the Golden Fantasy Butterfly. Can you tell me more about it in detail? Although I was lucky enough to win just now, I was really embarrassed by these insects. I wonder if there is any way to restrain it."
Hearing this, the woman in green clothes was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Brother Song, to be honest, my knowledge of the Golden Fantasy Butterfly only exists in a classic book. Are all the things mentioned in it true? It’s not easy for me to confirm, so you can just listen to it as a story.
The Golden Fantasy Butterfly is a kind of spiritual insect that likes to live in places full of spiritual energy and relatively moist spiritual veins all year round. Although this kind of spiritual insect is difficult to cultivate, it has good lethality when it is young. Generally, foundation-building monks encounter it. Piles of these spiritual insects will indeed be more troublesome.
However, it is very difficult to cultivate this kind of spirit insect. In fact, during the battle, the reason why the guy was able to keep casting spells to release spirit insects was because the Golden Ring Butterfly has a unique natal magical power, the Thousand-Change Phantom Technique. You probably didn’t notice that it just killed There are so many dead spiritual insects, but there are very few corpses on the ground! "
After hearing this, Song Qingming nodded slightly and said: "I see, no wonder I used the magic talisman to burn several waves to death at once, including hundreds of golden butterflies. The other party didn't feel distressed at all on his face. It turns out that most of them were like these." The phantom created by spiritual insects, I wonder why so many insects suddenly disappeared from the sky.
The illusions released by these bugs when they are still young are able to hide from the spiritual consciousness of our foundation-building monks, which shows that they are indeed quite powerful. I don’t know what method this person used or how he cultivated them like this. "
"Although the Golden Fantasy Butterfly is powerful, it is indeed not easy to cultivate this kind of spirit insect. But Brother Song, don't be discouraged. That guy's storage bag is on you now. Maybe it contains the method of cultivating the Golden Fantasy Butterfly. !" The woman in green said with a smile.
"Oh! That's all up to you."
While they were talking, several people finally arrived at the foot of Guyang Mountain. Because Song Qingming had to return to the cave in Yangshanfang, he stopped the flying sword at his feet, raised his hands to the two of them and said:
"Captain Xu, Fellow Daoist Hu, I have some things to do and I need to go to Yangshanfang, so I won't accompany you up the mountain for a while. We'll meet you another day."
"See you again if we are destined."
Looking at the sword light disappearing in front of his eyes, Xu Ziyan slowly came back to his senses, looked at the woman in green and said: "Junior sister, let's go too!"
As soon as the two set off, the woman in green came over to Xu Ziyan and said with a smile: "This Brother Song is really a person who knows how to repay his kindness. He was not tempted at all by the Jinyang Fire Essence on us along the way. How can Senior Sister be like this?" Friends are really rare.”
"If you don't practice diligently, how can you always rely on others? No matter how lucky we two are, it's impossible for someone to come to save us every time."
Hearing this, the woman in green said with a smile: "I don't rely on others. Once Senior Sister succeeds in forming the elixir this time, I won't have to rely on others anymore. Don't let me down for all my hard work!"
"You girl, you are really unforgiving with your mouth. Please don't give me a high hat casually."
After saying goodbye to Xu Ziyan and the other two, Song Qingming returned to the cave he rented in Yangshanfang. After packing up his belongings, he went directly to the foot of the mountain to check out the cave he rented.
This time when he came to Yangshanfang, although he failed to successfully purchase the Foundation Building Pill, his goal of breaking through his own cultivation level was successfully achieved, and Song Qingming was ready to return to Qinghe County immediately.
Having stayed in Yangshanfang for almost half a year, Song Qingming is also concerned about the situation at home. Now that Song Qingyu has left for more than ten years and has not returned, there is only one foundation-building monk left in the clan. He has been away for a long time, Song Qingming I am also afraid that something will happen to my family.
Traveling in a hurry, Song Qingming quickly rushed back to Funiu Mountain.
Song Qingming, who returned to the family, first walked around the mountain to show his face in person and calmed the hearts of the people in the family. Soon after, he summoned several elders in the family meeting hall to ask about the current situation of the family.
Fortunately, nothing major happened in the clan in the past six months, which made Song Qingming feel completely relieved.
After all the elders left, Song Qingming left alone Song Qingshi, the eldest brother who had managed the family for many years, and Song Qingsi, the fourteenth elder.
"Qingming, why are you leaving me here because you are going on a long trip soon after you come back?" After hearing what Song Qingshi said, Song Qingming, who was about to speak, suddenly smiled awkwardly.
"Brother is right. I will indeed have to travel far away in a few months, but what I want to talk to you two about now is not this."
Song Qingshi said with some surprise on his face: "Oh! If it's not that, what else do you have to do? Just tell me quickly. It will also save us two old guys from guessing all the time. Haha! Our generation Among people, Qing Ming is the one who loves to show off."
"Yes, Seventh Brother, I have been assigned to take charge of family affairs recently, and I have to find time to teach Xintong in the Hidden Gold Pavilion. I am really overwhelmed with my work. If you have any questions, please tell me immediately!"
Song Qingming waved his hand gently and said: "You used to be calm and calm, but now you are as anxious and panicked as the second sister."
"No need to worry, no need to worry, just tell me!" After Song Qingsi spread out her hands, she said helplessly to Song Qingming.
"Brother, Qing Si, the main reason why I'm keeping you here this time is to ask you one thing clearly. Is this magic weapon made by Xin De?" After Song Qingming finished speaking, he took out a handful of magic weapons with such a look on his face. The very ordinary-looking blue flying sword was placed on his desk.
After seeing this familiar-looking flying sword, Song Qingshi and Song Qingsi's expressions immediately changed slightly and they looked at each other.
"Brother Qi, this magical weapon was indeed refined by Xin De before. I also have some impressions. However, there are some problems with the quality of this sword. It is really difficult for the family to take it out, so it has been kept in his possession. Why? Now it's in your hands." Seeing that Song Qingming's face seemed a little unhappy after taking out the sword, Song Qingsi immediately explained.
After Song Qingming listened, he nodded slightly with a calm expression, then looked at Song Qingshi and said softly: "Does the elder brother also know about this?"