Chapter 586 Bad Luck
Hearing this, Feng He smiled and waved his hands and said: "Haha! After all, I was once a Nascent Soul monk. I can't take advantage of you as a Foundation Establishment monk. Even if I promised you something, this What’s there to be thankful for?”
"No matter what, the seniors always help the juniors, so it's appropriate for me to salute you."
Seeing Song Qingming bowing her hand to him again, Feng He did not refuse, nodded slightly and asked:
"I said you are only a third-level Jindan cultivator, how dare you come to the eighth floor of the Babel Tower, and what's going on with the Yuanying demon nun inside?
I thought you were brave enough when you agreed to help me seize my body and rebuild my body. I didn’t expect you to have such a good relationship with a Nascent Soul demon cultivator. It seems that I still underestimated you a little bit. ! "
When Feng He mentioned Huo Feng, Song Qingming's face was slightly silent. In order to survive, he chose to do something for Huo Feng. It was really just a helpless move.
Even he himself didn't feel it. Unknowingly, he became more and more courageous and dared to actively cooperate with a Nascent Soul Demon King like Huo Feng.
It seems that it is indeed difficult to explain to others my current situation.
"That senior and I only cooperated temporarily to hunt for treasures. We have no other relationship. Senior Fenghe, please don't get me wrong."
"Haha! Don't worry. There is something strange about my magic weapon. Even the consciousness of ordinary Nascent Soul monks cannot easily penetrate it. Even if she is not injured, it is impossible for her to hear our current conversation. "
Song Qingming shook his head and said with a smile: "What the junior just said is the truth. The senior is really looking down on me."
"Unexpectedly, after just a few decades of not seeing each other, the senior's cultivation has almost reached the late stage of Jindan. It must be just around the corner that he can regain his former cultivation. I would like to congratulate the senior in advance!"
After Song Qingming changed the topic, he smiled and cupped his hands again at Feng He in front of him.
Feng He immediately looked happy when he heard this and said, "Don't tell me, after so many years of separation, your boy's words have not changed at all. It still makes people feel so inexplicably comfortable."
"However, although I used to be a Nascent Soul cultivator and my cultivation is much faster than your ordinary Golden Core cultivators, it is not as easy as you think to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.
If you had just agreed to cooperate with me, you would have saved me a lot of time in training, but it's a pity that you are still a little reluctant! "
After Feng He finished speaking, there was a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, and he turned to Song Qingming, as if he wanted to see something he wanted from his face.
Seeing this, Song Qingming could only smile and say: "Senior, I don't know. Like you, she is a person who has been very kind to me. Although I am not a gentleman, I am not an ungrateful and shameless person." people.
Senior, you have been with me for so long, so you should know this about me. "
"That's right, it's true! Although your cultivation talent is not very good, your character is indeed worthy of my praise.
Don't worry. I don't have any thoughts about your friend. I just tried to test you with words. Although she was seriously injured, she is still a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if we join forces, we may not be able to kill her casually. It's her death. "
After Feng He finished speaking, he threw the "Blood Dragon Fruit" that Song Qingming had just given him back to him.
"This thing is not of much use to me now, so I'd better give it back to you!"
Song Qingming was not polite when he saw this. He put it away and asked again: "Senior! Did you come to Babel Tower this time to find spiritual objects?"
"That's right! Although I don't have the Heavenly Token in my hand, I did come in once that year. This time I came just to get some things that are useful to me. Who would have thought that I would meet you here? As expected, I and you are still It’s somewhat of a fate.”
"Senior, where have you been practicing all these years? Why don't you come back to Qinghefang to have a look? I haven't heard from you in these years, and I am always worried about you."
Feng He glanced at Song Qingming and said: "Why do you miss me so much? Are you still afraid that I will be caught and confessed to you?"
"Don't worry! After all, I was once a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although my current cultivation level is only at the sixth level of the Golden Core, I haven't paid much attention to monks below the Nascent Soul."
When Song Qingming heard this, he quickly shook his head and said: "Senior misunderstood. When senior was harmed by others, he must not be a kind person. Junior is also a little worried that senior is weak."
"Okay, okay! Why are you so long-winded when we meet? When will it be your turn to worry about my affairs? Don't think that now that the pill formation is successful, you can be regarded as a person.
Not to mention the world of immortality outside, even in this Tower of Babel, there are hundreds of people who can crush you to death with just one move.
When your cultivation is higher and you go outside more often, you will know how big this world of immortality is. Don't always stay in your own little land without knowing how big the sky is. "
Facing Feng He's sarcastic words, Song Qingming didn't care at all. The two had been together for so long, and Song Qingming also knew that Feng He had such a hard-spoken and soft-hearted temper.
After the two chatted for a while in the white scroll, Feng He took out a scroll of exercises and threw it to Song Qingming.
"Looking at how powerful your kid's consciousness is, he must have reached the third level of the Soul-Eating Technique! What's written here is the formula of the original technique. I've only just comprehended the Golden Core realm now.
Now I need to work hard to restore my cultivation, and I don’t have time to comprehend this thing. I might as well leave it to you. As for whether you can comprehend a higher realm in the future, it depends on your own abilities. "
"I also have a pill here, which may be of some help to your friend. When I go out later, I will pretend that I have defeated you and leave directly. It depends on how you handle the next thing!"
After Song Qingming took the technique and elixir handed over by Feng He, he immediately bowed to him again.
"Senior Fenghe, if you have time in the future, you must go to Qinghe County and have a look. If you need anything, I will be happy to help you."
Hearing this, Feng He smiled and nodded to Song Qingming, without saying anything more, he directly put away the scroll outside.
"Your Excellency has such a powerful method, I admire you."
After seeing Feng He yelling a little exaggeratedly, he turned into a ray of light and flew out of the cave. Song Qingming, who was standing on the spot, could only shake his head with an embarrassed expression, turned around and returned to Huofeng. .
Glancing at Huofeng, who was still concentrating on healing his wounds, Song Qingming didn't say anything more. He directly placed the elixir that Feng He had just given him in front of her, and then found an open space aside. He sat down cross-legged.
At the beginning, before Feng He took the initiative to reveal his identity to him, Song Qingming was so frightened by this old guy that he was in a state of extreme nervousness, and he had already planned to fight the opponent desperately.
Since entering the trial area, Song Qingming has encountered many life-and-death crises in the past few days. Although he narrowly escaped in the end, he was still very tired and his tense nerves were finally relieved at this moment. I slowly felt relieved.
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Three days later, hundreds of miles outside the Tower of Babel, two white lights flashed through the air, and the figures of Song Qingming and Huo Feng suddenly appeared out of thin air.
After taking a look at Song Qingming beside him, the fire phoenix, which still had a slightly pale face, turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance, quickly disappearing in front of him.
After the other party had left, Song Qingming turned around and took a look. Not far away, the Babel Tower was gradually shrouded in purple light again. After finding the direction he wanted to go, he took out the "Phantom Boat" and quickly disappeared. In place.
After flying for a distance to the southeast, Song Qingming finally arrived on a high mountain.
Before Song Qingming could get down, a ray of green light came directly towards him from the top of the mountain.
"Junior Brother Song, I haven't heard from you in the past half month, and we have been a little worried. It's great to see that you are okay."
Song Qingming looked at Zhao Mengli who came to him with a concerned look on his face, and hurriedly cupped his hands and explained: "After we parted ways that day, I had some bad luck and bumped into a very powerful Jindan monk.
This person wanted to attack me if he disagreed with me. I was weak and couldn't stand up to him, so I had no choice but to pass through the teleportation array and hide on the first floor. I stayed there until the Tower of Babel was closed and I was teleported out. "
Song Qingming had already thought of this rhetoric before he came out. That day, after Long Feng pretended to be the Golden Feather Demon King to scare off Zhao Mengli and others, everyone dispersed and fled in different directions.
During his escape, he was unlucky enough to be targeted by others because he was alone. This was indeed not a strange thing in a dangerous secret realm like the Tower of Babel.
Seeing that Song Qingming mentioned this matter with a somewhat indignant tone, as if he had missed out on many treasures because of it, Zhao Menglian quickly smiled and comforted:
"Haha! Junior Brother Song doesn't have to be so disappointed. After a few of us met behind us, we actually didn't find any spiritual objects. We were lucky to have escaped with our lives from the Golden Feather Demon King that day."
Hearing this, Song Qingming also sighed slightly and said with a smile: "Alas! Senior Sister Zhao said the same thing. Although we didn't get any great opportunities when we entered the tower this time, it was not easy to come out safely. I am a little dissatisfied!"
"Junior brother, you're right to think so. Master Li and the others have already arrived below. We'd better hurry over and join them!"
After Zhao Menglian finished speaking, the two quickly set up the escape light and headed directly to the top of the mountain.
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