Chapter 658: Meet again and work (ask for monthly votes)

Chapter 658: Meet again and work (ask for monthly votes)

This sudden voice passed by Song Qingming and the others like a breeze.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qin immediately said respectfully to Song Qingming, who was standing beside him: "Master Immortal, Master Zheng, please come in. I will go back first!"

"Well! Sorry to bother you. These pills are useful to you mortals. Please keep them." Song Qingming nodded slightly and responded. A small green bottle appeared in his hand and he threw it to Wang Qin.

"Ah! Haha, thank you, Master Immortal, but this is a fairy item. We dare not use it. You should take it back!" Wang Qin looked at the small green bottle in his hand with surprise. He bowed and saluted Song Qingming again, and then hurriedly handed it back to him.

"These are some spiritual medicines that can strengthen your body, not fairy items. It's okay for you to take them." Seeing that the other party was a little afraid to accept it, Song Qingming smiled and waved his hand again, and persuaded him.

"Since it's for you, you should take it. It's also your chance!" Just when Wang Qin was hesitant, a voice suddenly came from the courtyard, helping Wang Qin make a decision.

After seeing Wang Qin happily thank him and leave, Song Qingming turned around and pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard, and walked into the courtyard with a calm face.

The courtyard was very ordinary, very similar to Song Qingming's childhood home, but even more shabby. In the courtyard, apart from a pile of firewood that had been piled up into a small mountain, the only things that could be seen at a glance were a stone table and several stone benches placed on the side of the courtyard.

In front of the pile of firewood in the middle of the courtyard, stood a shirtless young man, holding a sharp knife used by ordinary people to chop wood, and smiling at Song Qingming who walked in from outside the courtyard.

"Haha! You are a very cautious guy. It's been half a month since you found this place."

After the young man finished speaking, he put down the hatchet in his hand, walked to the stone table and sat down. After touching the sweat on his forehead, he picked up a large tea bowl on the table and poured a cup of tea and drank it all.

Seeing this young man who was no different from other mortals in the village, Song Qingming's expression changed for a while, from the surprise on his face when he first entered the door, to being very shocked and then slowly regaining his calm.

This shirtless young man was none other than the young man who sold Taixu Sword to Song Qingming in Guiyunfang.

Although nearly two hundred years have passed, the other party's appearance has not changed much, especially the pair of eyes that looked down on him, which left a big impression on Song Qingming's heart, so that he recognized the other party as soon as he walked in.

However, what Song Qingming did not expect was that the shop assistant who seemed to be inferior to him in cultivation back then, when he stood in front of him again two hundred years later, had become the top Nascent Soul cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Junior Song Qingming, hello to the senior!" After a moment of shock and excitement, Song Qingming hurriedly raised his hands and bowed respectfully to the shirtless man in front of him.

"There are only you and me here, no need to be polite!"

After putting down the tea bowl in his hand, the young man immediately waved to Song Qingming, then he stared at Song Qingming carefully for a few more times before continuing to say:

"If I remember correctly, you should only have the qualifications of four spiritual roots!"

"You can cultivate to the fifth level of the Golden Core in less than two hundred years. It seems that the master is right. You are really a person with some opportunities. No wonder he is willing to pass the Taixu Sword to you."

Hearing the words from the young man, Song Qingming nodded and replied: "The senior is not wrong. The junior's qualifications are indeed just four spiritual roots.

However, the junior can cultivate to the current level, mainly relying on the two seniors The skills that were passed down to me back then, otherwise it would be impossible for me to successfully form a pill with my qualifications, and I am afraid that I would have stopped at the foundation-building stage long ago. "

"Well! After two hundred years, your temperament has indeed matured a lot, but you can cultivate to the golden pill stage and find this place, which is indeed quite capable, so don't be modest about this!

Since you chose to come here, you must be looking for subsequent skills.

But now the master is still in seclusion, so it is not convenient to see you. It will probably take at least a few months before he can take you to the mountain to see him!"

"Oh! Thank you very much, senior!" Hearing that the other party was willing to take him to see his master, Song Qingming was delighted and immediately bowed to the middle-aged man again.

After coming to the "Eastern Phoenix Country" cultivation world for more than ten years, Song Qingming has run half of the "Eastern Phoenix Country" in order to seek the clues left in the "Yuxuan Sutra".

Now that he has finally found the two people who left him the skills back then, how can Song Qingming not be excited to be able to inherit the subsequent skills.

If I were to say this, I would have to thank Li Xuanyi. If he hadn't agreed to send her back to Nanzhou, Song Qingming would probably have taken at least a few years to come here.

As Song Qingming said before, if he hadn't been appreciated by the young man's master and taught the "Yuxuan Sutra" technique, it would be hard to say whether Song Qingming could successfully form a golden elixir, not to mention supporting Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan to break through the golden elixir realm.

In Song Qingming's mind, the help that the "Yuxuan Sutra" technique gave him had long surpassed all the other techniques he had practiced over the years, otherwise he would not have risked danger to come to the "Donghuang Country" Xiuxian world to look for follow-up clues to the technique.

Seeing Song Qingming's face so happy, the middle-aged man waved his hand again and said:

"My name is Zheng Xingyun, and I am the master's close disciple. Since you have received the master's inheritance, you can be regarded as half of his disciple. From now on, just call me senior brother. Don't refer to me as a senior anymore, so as not to cause bad things. The rules of the mountain.”

"Yeah! I've met Senior Brother Xingyun." Hearing this, Song Qingming immediately changed his tune and saluted him again.

Seeing this, Zheng Xingyun nodded with a satisfied smile and said: "There are some places on this island that are not very safe. If you don't know the situation when you first arrive, don't go out and wander around yet.

During this time, I think you might as well just stay here and accompany me to help them with some work! "

"Work!"

Hearing the words of Zheng Xingyun, who had just recognized his senior brother, Song Qingming couldn't help but look at the pile of firewood not far away, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Song Qingming would not have thought that this young man chopping firewood living in this ordinary mortal village would be a Nascent Soul monk with a high status in the world of immortality.

Ever since he first walked into this courtyard, Song Qingming's heart had been full of doubts. He didn't understand how Zheng Xingyun, as a high-level monk, could chop wood by himself and do something that only a mortal would do.

Seeing a somewhat puzzled look on Song Qingming's face, Zheng Xingyun smiled and waved to him to come over and sit down. After that, he took out another tea bowl from the table beside him, poured a bowl of tea and placed it on the table opposite the stone table. In front of Song Qingming.

"Master has explained that in addition to daily practice, we disciples must go down the mountain to experience the life of mortals every once in a while. Not only you, but everyone else who comes here also has to experience this.

Since Junior Brother Song is going to see him, he will inevitably have to abide by the rules here in the future. I just want you to get used to it first.

You remember, when dealing with mortals here, you cannot use your magic power casually, and you should not interfere too much in their lives. You must put aside your identity as a practitioner and blend in with them naturally. "

"Integrate into mortals! I see, Senior Brother Zheng understands what you mean."

After hearing Zheng Xingyun's explanation, Song Qingming finally understood what he had just done. He couldn't help but take the initiative to pick up the tea bowl on the table with a smile, and drank the ordinary tea in the bowl without any spiritual power in one gulp.

After the bowl of tea entered his stomach, Song Qingming, who was sitting on the stone bench, immediately felt the feeling of drinking water that he had not experienced for many years.

He couldn't help but close his eyes again, recalling some scenes from his childhood in his mind, as if he had returned to the ordinary small courtyard in Mujiao Town.

"Haha! Junior Brother Song knows everything. He really is a person with some talent in cultivation."

Seeing that Song Qingming took the initiative to integrate into the identity of a mortal so quickly, Zheng Xingyun also had a look of surprise on his face, and nodded to him with a smile.

In this way, under Zheng Xingyun's guidance, Song Qingming stayed in this small mortal village called "Yanhu Village" and began to work with him every day, integrating into the village and becoming an ordinary "mortal".

Although Song Qingming has been an ordinary mortal since he was a child, Song Qingming has some understanding of the lives of these mortals.

But after all, those were things that happened when he was a child. After many years since his mother passed away, Song Qingming didn't move much among mortals for more than a hundred years.

At first, when he walked out of this small courtyard to help the mortals in the village, he was still a little uncomfortable. He often couldn't help but instinctively want to use his magic power to solve some problems.

However, after several intentional reminders from senior brother Zheng Xingyun, Song Qingming gradually got used to it, and began to take the initiative to humbly ask the mortals around him for some working skills.

It didn't take long for Song Qingming to imitate Zheng Xingyun's appearance, discarding his original clothes and dressing up like an ordinary mortal so that he could blend in with them better.

In addition to not forgetting his daily practice when he returns to his place of residence at night, he spends almost all day with ordinary mortals during the day, helping them do what he can and sharing the trivial matters and joys of their lives.

Treating himself completely as a mortal and staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world of immortal cultivation really gave him a different personal understanding of cultivation.

Gradually, as time passed, Song Qingming also gained some understanding of things in the valley and Zheng Xingyun.

Zheng Xingyun and Song Qingming met the old man who passed down his skills to him. They both belonged to the "Taixu Sect", a relatively mysterious sect in the world of immortality.

Although there are Yuanying masters like Zheng Xingyun in the "Taixu Sect", there are not many disciples in the sect. There are only a few dozen people in total. Very few monks in the outside world have heard of this sect.

The "Yuxuan Island" that Song Qingming came to was the spiritual place of their "Taixu Sect".

However, due to some reasons, in Nanzhou and even the entire "East Phoenix Kingdom" world of immortality, only a few large sects with a long history are aware of this matter.

Just as Song Qingming had seen the casual cultivators on "Nanling Island", although they were very close to this place, no one knew that there was such a mysterious cultivating sect hidden on "Yuxuan Island".

The reason for this is not only that the monks in the "Taixu Sect" act relatively low-key, but also because they have done a good job of protecting the place.

Whether it is a cultivator from the outside world or a monster beast, as long as they approach this valley, they will be driven away by the power of the formation.

Over time, many dangerous rumors have spread among those who have come to this "Yuxuan Island", some of which were even deliberately spread by Zheng Xingyun and others when they went out.

This is why this "Yuxuan Island" has always been covered with a mysterious veil for so many years, and very few people in the outside world know that there are cultivators and mortals on the island.

The reason why Song Qingming was able to find the valley so easily was not because the defense force on the island suddenly weakened, but because Zheng Xingyun had already discovered him when he came to the vicinity of "Yuxuan Island".

In order for Song Qingming to find this place smoothly, he deliberately reduced the power of the mountain protection formation outside the valley and opened a convenient door for Song Qingming alone.

These mortals in "Yanhu Village", as Wang Qin's wife said, have also lived and multiplied here for generations, and are all descendants of the cultivators in "Taixu Sect".

Song Qingming had never heard of the "Taixu Sect" before, and it was only after he arrived here that he learned about it through Zheng Xingyun.

"Taixu Sect" does not recruit disciples publicly, but every once in a while, there will be cultivators on the island who travel to the outside world. When they meet someone who is suitable and has a chance, they will leave a part of the skills to pass on to the other party.

Then, after the other party has cultivated to a certain level, they will take the initiative to find here according to the clues left in the skills.

Song Qingming was able to obtain the "Yuxuan Sutra" skills because Zheng Xingyun followed his master to the Fuyun Mountain Range to travel in the immortal world, and happened to stay in the Weiguo "Guiyunfang" for a while, and by chance, he got a share of the inheritance.

At that time, Zheng Xingyun was just a Jindan cultivator. It was only after returning from the Fuyun Mountain Range that he successfully condensed the Nascent Soul and broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

However, the way "Taixu Sect" recruits disciples basically only depends on the opportunity and does not force fate, although it has left a lot of inheritance outside.

But after cultivating to the Jindan realm like Song Qingming, not many people come here, which is also a major reason why there are so few disciples in "Taixu Sect".

However, except for some cultivators who have found spiritual roots in the valley, the disciples who can join "Taixu Sect" basically have cultivation above the Jindan stage. There are more than one disciple on the mountain who is lucky enough to break through to the Yuanying stage like Zheng Xingyun.

If we only talk about the combat power of high-level cultivators in the sect, "Taixu Sect" can definitely be ranked among the immortal cultivation world of "Donghuang Country".

In this way, Song Qingming stayed in "Yanhu Village" for more than half a year. Fortunately, the spiritual energy in the valley is very abundant, and Song Qingming's daily cultivation has not been affected. Now he has steadily cultivated to the peak of the fifth level of Jindan, and is only one step away from the sixth level of Jindan.

This time, immersing himself in the mortal world also made Song Qingming calm and completely let go of many worries in his heart. Some problems that were difficult to integrate in cultivation before, but now he can easily solve them with his mind and body.

After Song Qingming came to "Yanhu Village", the mortals in the village did not have much rejection of him, the immortal master from outside, and soon got used to Song Qingming's existence.

Although they would still call Song Qingming the immortal master with a respectful tone on the surface, they would soon regard him as a neighbor and friend beside them in their hearts, and would not be polite to him if they needed help.

They did not directly regard them, the cultivators with great supernatural powers, as unreachable immortals like the mortals in the outside world.

In particular, Wang Qin's family, who introduced Song Qingming to the village at the beginning, had a particularly good relationship with Song Qingming. Every time there was something delicious at home, they would invite Song Qingming to their home as a guest, and did not regard him as an outsider at all.

During this period, Song Qingming also strictly abided by the rules that Zheng Xingyun told him. In addition to helping them with some farm work, he did not use any ability of an immortal cultivator to interfere with the lives of these mortals.

On this day, the valley was sunny and windy. Although the afternoon sun was so hot that the ground was a little hot, there were still many people in the rice fields next to "Yanhu Village". Everyone was busy harvesting the fruits of a year's hard work.

A young man wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes and a straw hat was waving his sickle seriously, harvesting the golden rice in the field with the people around him.

Just as the young man was busy, a little boy of eight or nine years old beside the rice field came behind him carefully holding a porcelain bowl filled with half a bowl of water.

"Master Immortal, Daddy said that the rest will not be done today, and will come tomorrow. Let you rest first, and we will pack up and go home!"

Hearing the still childish voice behind him, Song Qingming, who was holding a sickle in his hand, looked at the sun that was already setting in the sky, turned around and nodded, took the porcelain bowl from the little boy, drank it quickly in one breath, and returned it to him.

"Okay! I understand. Fengqi, go and tell your father first. I'll go and help him as soon as I finish harvesting this piece."

Song Qingming waved his hand and sent the little boy away. Then he raised the sickle in his hand seriously and began to harvest the rice in front of him, blending in with the ordinary mortals who were working around him.

If the Song family members on Funiu Mountain saw this scene at this moment, I'm afraid they would all drop their jaws on the spot.

No one would have thought that the Song family ancestor, who was so high and mighty that he could not be seen from head to tail and practiced in seclusion on the top of the mountain for many years, would work in the fields with a group of mortals with a serious face.

After harvesting all the rice in front of him, Song Qingming sat in the same place and rested for a while, then stood up and gathered all the rice in one place and moved it to the middle of the rice field.

Wang Qin, who was struggling to beat the rice stalks with the help of a huge stone, saw Song Qingming coming over and hurried forward to help with a smile on his face.

"Haha! Master Song, I asked Yu'er to go home and make dumplings first. How about we make an appointment with Uncle Zhang to have a drink together in the evening?"

"Oh! Okay, I will come on time."

Song Qingming helped with the work these two days, which really saved Wang Qin's family a lot of effort. Seeing that he kindly asked him to come over for dinner, Song Qingming did not refuse, and agreed directly with a smile on his face.

After that, he took the initiative to help Wang Qin, slapping the grains off the rice stalks and putting them into the sacks that had been prepared.

Although the physical body of a Jindan cultivator is far superior to that of an ordinary person, Song Qingming will not be easily injured or tired.

However, after completely closing his own magic power, facing the scorching sun on his head, Song Qingming's face will still be like that of an ordinary person, with red faces and sweating profusely.

Just as the two of them packed the grain they had harvested today and the farm tools in the fields and were ready to return to the village, Wang Fengzhi, who had gone home earlier with a kettle, suddenly ran back in a hurry.

Wang Fengzhi cried as he ran to Wang Qin and Song Qingming in the field, "Dad! It's bad. Second Grandpa fell from the haystack and vomited blood. Grandma asked me to call you!"

"What? Where is he? Take me there quickly."

The injured second grandpa that Wang Fengzhi called was Zhang Erye, the old man in his sixties who lived next door to Wang Qin.

Although the Wang and Zhang families were not relatives in the village, they had always had a very good relationship. Every time Song Qingming went to Wang Qin's house for dinner, he would invite this elder Zhang Erye to his home for a few drinks.

At that time, Wang Qin's father died early, and the mother and son lived together in poverty. Zhang Erye helped the Wang family a lot in the fields at that time, and Wang Qin had already regarded him as his own relative.

When he heard that Zhang Erye was injured, Wang Qin's face was anxious and he quickly dropped the farm tools in his hand and ran to where Wang Fengzhi was.

Song Qingming, who was behind him, immediately put down the food on his shoulders and quickened his pace to follow.

Led by Wang Fengzhi, the two soon came to a flat ground with seven or eight haystacks on the west side of the village. At this moment, many people in the village were already gathered here.

After pushing away the crowd, Wang Qin soon saw Zhang Erye, who was lying on the ground and dying.

"What's going on? Hurry up and carry him back first!" Seeing that blood was still flowing from the corners of Zhang Erye's mouth, Wang Qin hurriedly reached out to carry him on his back.

"Don't move, he's almost dying, you'll make him die faster!" Seeing Wang Qin's move, the old man who had just arrived with a few silver needles in his hand quickly reached out to stop him. (End of this chapter)