Chapter 441 Fu Sanshan
Since entering the Daoist cultivation, Song Qingming often encounters various scenes of cultivators fighting. However, before the foundation building, Song Qingming, who is still not strong enough, usually takes the initiative to stay away from such things, not wanting to cause trouble.
When Song Qingming broke through the fourth level of Qi Refining and went down the mountain, he happened to encounter a fight between others and was involved in it for no reason, and almost died in Yunwu Mountain.
Even after breaking through the foundation building, Song Qingming, who has a certain ability, rarely takes the initiative to care about the fights between low-level cultivators. Most of his energy and time are still more focused on protecting his family and his own cultivation.
In these years, except for a few times when he happened to meet acquaintances, Song Qingming only took the initiative to step forward to care about those who have bad character and like to bully the weak, which really made him unbearable.
After all, the world of cultivation is so big that such fights between cultivators can happen anytime and anywhere. Even if Song Qingming wants to take care of it, he can't do it alone. It's already very difficult to manage the area near the family.
This time, Song Qingming stopped on his own initiative and wanted to see what was happening below. This was because this place was less than a hundred miles away from Funiu Mountain, and it was already within the sphere of influence of the Song family. Song Qingming was still a little worried that the people fighting below might happen to be cultivators from the Song family.
After approaching along the sound of fighting, Song Qingming soon saw the two sides fighting in an open space in the forest.
Seeing someone suddenly coming over, the two sides fighting soon discovered Song Qingming and stopped fighting temporarily.
After a closer look, Song Qingming found that these people were not dressed like cultivators from the Song family. On one side was a man in gray with a somewhat sloppy appearance who looked like a casual cultivator.
On the other side, there were three cultivators surrounding him in uniform clothing, but they were not the green robes unique to the nearby Song family. At first glance, they were from a certain immortal cultivation family.
The gray-clothed man who was besieged and was already in a weak position saw that Song Qingming was dressed like a cultivator, and seemed to see some hope, so he ran towards Song Qingming.
"My name is Fu Sanshan. May I ask if this fellow Taoist is a cultivator from the Song family of Funiushan Mountain?" The gray-clothed man came to Song Qingming quickly and asked happily.
Because Song Qingming used the breath-retaining technique to control his cultivation, he looked like a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage at the moment. Fu Sanshan, who was only in the seventh level of Qi Refining, naturally could not tell that the unremarkable Song Qingming in front of him would be a successful foundation-building cultivator.
Before Song Qingming could answer him, the three people following Fu Sanshan had already come to the two of them and surrounded Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan.
"Fellow Taoist, we are cultivators from the Zhao family of Youlong Mountain. This person stole something from my Zhao family. The head of the family ordered us to come and ask for it back. Please leave on your own and don't interfere in this matter." The person who spoke was an old man who was the leader among them and had the cultivation of the late Qi Refining Stage.
Originally, they had surrounded Fu Sanshan and would have taken him down in no time. Unexpectedly, Song Qingming suddenly appeared and interrupted them, which also made the old man of the Zhao family more angry.
Although Song Qingming, who suddenly appeared, did not seem to have a high level of cultivation, if he was really the Song family member mentioned by Fu Sanshan, then today's matter would be a bit difficult for them to handle.
Although the Youlongshan Zhao family was also well-known among the Qi-refining immortals in Qinghe County, it was not a force of the same level compared to the foundation-building family like the Song family.
Hearing the other party saying that he stole something, Fu Sanshan immediately jumped up and shouted: "Bullshit! I have never taken a single spiritual stone from your Zhao family. It was you who insisted on forcibly purchasing my spiritual wine formula. Now you say that I stole your things. You people in the Zhao family are really shameless!" "Humph! We have already agreed on the price before. The things are naturally my Zhao family. Fu Sanshan, as long as you hand over the things, I promise you that I can give you the spiritual stones now." The old man of the Zhao family spoke, and his eyes would occasionally glance at Song Qingming on the side. Hearing the other party say this, Fu Sanshan still shook his head with a firm face: "I got this thing with great difficulty. You want to get rid of me with a hundred spiritual stones, no way!" Hearing this, Song Qingming probably knew what happened between them and why they were fighting here, and a smile appeared on his face. "Everyone, this is my Song family's territory after all. It's really inappropriate for you to fight here. You'd better leave early!" Seeing that Song Qingming was indeed a cultivator of the Song family, Fu Sanshan was relieved. Although he was just a casual cultivator, he had been in Qinghe County for a long time and knew a lot about the cultivation forces here. The strength of the Zhao family was far inferior to that of the Song family. Although the Zhao family cultivators who besieged him dared to bully him without any background, they would never dare to attack the Song family cultivator next to him. As long as he followed Song Qingming, the Zhao family would naturally have no way to deal with him. Hearing that Song Qingming revealed his identity as a cultivator of the Song family and wanted to send them away directly, the three Zhao family cultivators who surrounded them frowned and their faces turned ugly. One of the younger people laughed with disbelief and said, "My fellow Taoist, you don't look like a cultivator of the Song family in this dress. Although I have never been to Funiushan, I have met several fellow Taoists of the Song family.
hehe! Your Excellency said that you are a monk of the Song family, you are not pretending casually, are you? "
The silent leading old man on the side kept staring at Song Qingming with his stern eyes, trying to see something in his eyes.
Seeing that the other party did not believe that he was a monk of the Song family, Song Qingming also had some helplessness on his face. Since the establishment of the foundation, when Song Qingming was acting outside, in order not to attract attention, he would rarely wear the blue robe that everyone in the family had. .
"Whether you believe it or not, I have said this. For the sake of the Huang family, I won't argue with you this time. If you don't leave, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Seeing that Song Qingming's tone was somewhat unkind, the old man surnamed Zhao thought for a moment, then took the initiative to put away the magic weapon in his hand, made way for Song Qingming, and looked at Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan with an unhappy look on his face. He walked over.
When Song Qingming said that he was a monk of the Song family, the old man named Zhao had some doubts in his heart, but what surprised him was that he kept staring closely at Song Qingming's eyes and found that his eyes were calm from beginning to end, and There was no look of panic that the old man named Zhao wanted to see, which made him gradually believe a bit of Song Qingming's words.
When Song Qingming walked more than ten feet away, the old man surnamed Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked: "I have had some friendship with the noble Taoist Yuan. May I ask that you are also a Taoist from the Yuan generation of the Song family?"
"No! I'm from the Qing generation." Song Qingming turned around and replied softly. He ignored the confused Zhao family members and left the place quickly. Fu Sanshan quickly followed behind him.
After Song Qingming and the others left, the old man surnamed Zhao turned around and said to the two people on the side: "That's not right! The monks of the Qing generation of the Song family are basically older than me. How could such a young person come to be like that just now? Did I hear it wrong?"
"Third uncle, that's right. What I heard him talking about just now is also from the Qing generation. Could it be that he is from the Song family and he is talking nonsense!"
"Yes, Third Uncle, this kid must have just deceived us, hurry up and chase him!"
Seeing that the two juniors in front of him were still unwilling to give up, the old man surnamed Zhao suddenly became angry and shouted angrily:
"Fuck you! Everyone has gone far away. This is the territory of the Song family after all. Even if he is not from the Song family, when we catch them again, we will definitely alert other Song family monks!
After all, we are somewhat unjust about this matter, so we should not make the matter a big deal. We should go back and report the matter to the clan leader first and see what the situation is like! "
After the two walked out of the woods, Song Qingming looked back at Fu Sanshan, who had been following him, and asked calmly: "Do you want to leave here, fellow Taoist, or do you plan to follow me all the time?"
"Brother, you just knew that there is a secret recipe in my lower body, and I want to exchange it for some spiritual stones. I came here today because I also want to talk to your Song family about this matter. I wonder if my friend can recommend it!" After Fu Sanshan finished speaking, he quietly handed something to Song Qingming with one hand.
Song Qingming picked it up and looked up, only to find that what he had shoved over was a shiny ordinary low-grade spirit stone, and he couldn't help but smile.
He didn't know whether Fu Sanshan was too stingy or whether they were too bad at practicing as casual cultivators. Song Qingming didn't expect that someone like him, who had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, would be so "generous" when asking people to do things. .
Under Fu Sanshan's somewhat nervous gaze, Song Qingming slowly put the spirit stone in his hand into his storage bag, and then whispered to Fu Sanshan:
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with them. Since fellow Taoist want to go to Funiu Mountain, just come back with me!"
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist, and please rest assured, brother, as long as the secret recipe in my hand can be used smoothly this time, I will definitely not forget you, brother." Seeing Song Qingming agree, Fu Sanshan suddenly showed a smile on his face. The look of joy.
Song Qingming didn't say anything when he saw this. He just nodded with a smile, raised his hand and waved lightly, quickly took out a second-level flying sword from the storage bag on his waist and placed it in front of the two of them, then flew up and stepped on it.
"Brother Fu, please come!"
Seeing this scene, Fu Sanshan, who was smiling and calling Song Qingming brothers just a moment ago, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, revealing an unbelievable look.
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