Chapter 543 Mystical Powers
Zhang Rong led two foundation-building monks and chased north for more than 300 miles in the direction Song Qingming left. However, Song Qingming and the demon king were nowhere to be seen, and several people also felt a little worried.
"We have already crossed the Liushui River, and we still haven't seen Senior Song. Could it be that we went in the wrong direction?"
"Brother Hu is right. There is no sign of fighting at all along the way. It is indeed a bit weird. It is also possible that Song Qingming did not catch up with the opponent and had already returned to Tuoyun Mountain. We were heading in the wrong direction and just missed it!"
After hearing what the two of them said, Zhang Rong looked ahead with a serious expression and said, "Go another twenty miles and have a look. If we still can't track him, let's retreat first!"
As soon as the three of them finished speaking, a green light suddenly lit up on the horizon, and not long after, Song Qingming's figure arrived in front of the three of them.
"I've met Senior Song!"
In front of Zhang Rong and the others, Song Qingming immediately returned to his usual condescending Jindan Patriarch state. He nodded slightly and asked calmly: "Why are you three here too?"
"Senior Brother Lin was a little worried about the Demon King's tricks, so he asked us to follow him to see if the seniors needed help."
Song Qingming glanced at Zhang Rong and said calmly: "This is just a foreign demon king. I just defeated him and he should not come again in the future."
"Haha! I can't wait to admire you for your senior's power!" Seeing that Song Qingming had easily repelled the opponent, Zhang Rong and the others breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile.
"I'm going to the sect to buy some spiritual items, and I'll be back in a few days. You can go back on your own first!"
Song Qingming didn't pay too much attention to the flattering words of them. After giving some instructions, he just turned to the place with the flying boat under his feet and disappeared into a ray of white light.
"Congratulations, senior!"
Looking respectfully at the direction Song Qingming was leaving, after a moment, Zhang Rong and the others put away their gazes, stepped on the flying swords and quickly left here.
Two days later, Tuo Yun was in Shanfang City, in the Xianfeng Tower.
This restaurant was opened by monks from the Song family after Tuoyunshanfang City was rebuilt. In order to make it easier for monks to know the background of this shop, the signboard used was the time-honored brand of Qinghefang of the Song family.
When Xianfeng Tower first opened, because the market had just been built, the casual cultivators in Tuoyun Mountain did not know much about the Song family in Qinghe County, so business was not very good.
Later, Huang Siyuan really couldn't stand it. The Xianfeng Tower on Tuoyun Mountain was so bleak, so she went to the restaurant to give some guidance in person, and used her identity to help publicize it on Tuoyun Mountain. Only then did the restaurant's Business gradually improved.
As the number of casual cultivators in Tuoyun Mountain has gradually recovered, Xianfeng Tower is now one of the restaurants with the best business in the city, and the restaurant is bustling every day.
On this day, a young woman in red walked into the Xianfeng Tower. After glancing around the door with an excited look, she was about to walk to the counter in the middle of the restaurant. She didn't want to be confronted by another woman. The clerk in the store stopped me.
"Haha! This guest, does he want to eat?"
The woman in red nodded slightly when she heard this.
After confirming the other party's intention, the waiter immediately spoke again: "Sir, don't be surprised. The downstairs of the shop are now full and there are no vacancies. Only the private rooms upstairs are left. I'm afraid you can go up alone." It will be a bit expensive. How about you go to the back hall to have a cup of tea first? How about I call you when there is space?"
"It doesn't matter! I have plenty of spiritual stones, so let's go upstairs."
Seeing the woman in red speaking so boldly, the waiter's face immediately put on a smile. Thinking that he had met a big customer, he respectfully led the way: "Okay! Please go upstairs first."
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Funiu Mountain, in the Song family meeting hall.
Song Qingming looked at the various spiritual wines and spiritual teas that had piled up in front of him, as well as some delicious spiritual fruits that had been pickled by the monks in the later stages, and gave Song Yuanfang a few words of approval with a satisfied look on his face.
"Seventh Uncle, these have been stored in the family's Golden Pavilion as you ordered. I asked them to move them here. Don't worry, I personally inspected these. There must be no problem with their quality. "
Hearing Song Qingming's praise, Song Yuanfang also had a look of surprise on his face. These spiritual objects in front of him were all collected by Song Qingming, who Song Qingming had ordered Song Yuanfang to use his family's power a long time ago. Many of them are now difficult to find in the market. Rare species found.
Previously, Song Yuanfang thought that Song Qingming had asked the family to hoard these materials and sell them to other markets to earn a fortune of spiritual stones. However, it turned out that they had been kept in the family treasury for ten or twenty years and still did not receive the next instructions from Song Qingming. Even Song Yuanfang himself I almost forgot these things.
After Song Qingming returned to Funiu Mountain early this morning, he didn't go anywhere. He directly said that he would take these things with him, but Song Yuanfang was nervous for a while.
Fortunately, the elders who were in charge of the family's gold collection did not neglect this matter, and there were no flaws in the things until they were taken out. Otherwise, given how much attention Song Qingming attaches to these spiritual objects, if something went wrong, he would probably be in trouble today. A punishment.
Thinking of this, Song Yuanfang was relieved, but also a little puzzled as to what his Jindan Patriarch was going to do with collecting so many low-level spiritual objects.
When it comes to making a fortune of spiritual stones, the sum of these things in front of you is worth a few thousand spiritual stones at most. With the current status of the Song family, there is no need for my ancestor to worry about it himself.
But if they were given as gifts, the person who could make Song Qingming put so much thought into this must be someone who could at least take turns with him. Giving these low-level spiritual objects to a golden elixir ancestor would be a bit of a surprise. It's so disrespectful.
However, Song Yuanfang's mind has always been relatively clear. Although he was very confused about this matter, he would not take the initiative to ask too many questions. He would just do things well.
Having been in charge of the family under Song Qingming for so many years, Song Yuanfang naturally knows his ancestor's character very well. If Song Qingming is willing to tell him, he should be able to know it quickly without him opening his mouth. If it is really something that Song Qingming is inconvenient to say, and he asks rashly, I'm afraid I haven't caused this ancestor's displeasure yet.
Song Qingming nodded, put all these things into his storage magic weapon with a wave of his hand, and then said: "Yuan Fang, I will take these things away first. You can prepare some later and put them in the gold storage first. I may You can still use it, just know this and don’t make a big show of it to attract attention.”
"Well! Seventh Uncle, don't worry, I know what to do."
Tuoyunshanfang City, in the Xianfeng Tower.
A smiling clerk from the Song family carefully walked into a private room on the second floor, carrying a plate of freshly made fragrant spiritual fish.
After putting the delicious food in his hand on the table, the waiter introduced it to the woman in red in front of him with a flattering look: "Sir, this is a signature dish in our store, Cuiyun Crucian Carp. You can try it first." Taste it and keep it as a rare delicacy on Tuoyun Mountain.”
The woman in red picked up a piece of fish and gently put it into her mouth. After a while, under the expectant gaze of the waiter, she shook her head slightly and said, "I have eaten this before in Qinghefang, and it seems that the taste is slightly worse than before. A little more.”
Hearing the words of the woman in red, the clerk was a little surprised and asked: "Sir, are you also from Qinghe County? Haha! These spiritual fish are not currently kept in large numbers in Tuoyun Mountain. They are basically from Qinghe County." The ones shipped here may taste slightly worse than the ones you have eaten in Qinghefang.
But don't worry, our Xianfenglou is a store opened by the Song family, and its reputation is absolutely guaranteed. It is impossible to serve things of poor quality. These spiritual fish must be alive and kicking before being put into the pot. "
"Are you also a monk of the Song family?" The woman in red didn't care about the quality of the spiritual food on the table. She put down her chopsticks and asked again.
"My guest has misunderstood. I am only a casual cultivator, not a monk of the Song family. However, I have worked in Xianfeng Tower for many years, and I am considered half a monk of the Song family here. If you want to know something about the Song family, I can really tell you about it!”
This guy's name is Wang Zhou. He was originally just a low-level casual cultivator in Tuoyun Mountain. Since he got into the Xianfeng Tower a few years ago and established a foothold, he has been able to get in touch with the Song family monks nearby. Because of the relationship, Wang Zhou also gained some status among the many low-level casual cultivators in Tuoyun Mountain. When he heard Huofeng mention the Song family, Wang Zhou immediately became energetic.
"Oh! Since you know the Song family so well, tell me about it!" After the woman in red finished speaking, she took out a few spiritual stones and placed them in front of the man.
Seeing the spiritual stone on the table, Wang Zhou nodded with joy and put it in his arms. After respectfully pouring a glass of spiritual wine for the woman in red, he stood aside and began to talk about what he knew about Song Dynasty. Family matters.
"To talk about the Song family, we must first talk about the ancestor of the Song family who lives on the top of the mountain now. I think back then the Song family was just a small Qi-refining family."
"The ancestor of the Song family, after forming the elixir, is even more powerful. Just a few days ago, a powerful golden elixir demon king came down from our Tuoyun Mountain. He almost broke through the Fangshi Formation and alarmed those who were still in retreat at the top of the mountain. Song Patriarch.
After Song Ancestor came out of seclusion, he fought with the demon king for hundreds of rounds at the foot of the mountain. The demon king he beat was scurrying away with his head in his arms and begging for mercy. Song Ancestor chased the demon king for thousands of miles before giving up. I heard that the last unlucky demon king was Ancestor Song also cut off a sharp claw from his feet. He will definitely not dare to come to Tuoyun Mountain again in the future. "After Wang Zhou finished speaking, he still maintained a look of admiration for the ancestor of the Song family in his words.
After listening to Wang Zhou's somewhat exaggerated narration, the woman in red showed a slight surprise on her face at first, and then recovered immediately.
"Oh! Is that so? Then this Song Ancestor is really powerful."