Chapter 717 The dust has settled, and there are some small gains (asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 717 The dust has settled, and there are some small gains (asking for monthly tickets)

Seeing this, Song Qingming didn't say anything more and immediately followed him.

Now that Chen Yurong and the three others have been eliminated, only the remaining young man who was with the white-haired old man has disappeared.

After Song Qingming and Xia Mo searched the area, they still found no trace of this person. After confirming that there were no other enemies around, they went to rescue the trapped He Mengxin and Han Yutong.

Arriving behind the "Yulong Mountain" cottage that Wu Xiang mentioned, Song Qingming and the two searched carefully, and soon discovered a second-level high-grade magic circle in operation next to a relatively hidden mountain wall.

Both of them were level 3 formation mages. Facing a small level 2 formation without any control was a matter of course. Without much effort, Song Qingming found the formation's eye and forcibly broke through the large formation in front of him.

Seeing He Mengxin and Han Yutong lying unconscious in the formation, Xia Mo breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the bamboo slips that Wu Xiang had just given to her and threw them directly to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Junior Sister He and the others are imprisoned by secret techniques in their bodies, and they need to be unlocked first. I will trouble you for the next thing."

Seeing that Xia Mo had left the matter of rescuing He Mengxin and He Mengxin to him, Song Qingming's eyes also flashed with doubt.

Logically speaking, Xia Mo should be more confident in rescuing his fellow sect members by doing it himself. It felt a little strange to ask an outsider like himself to help.

Before Song Qingming could check the scroll in his hand, Xia Mo confessed to him directly:

"You guessed it right. I just used the spirit transformation talisman given to me by my master to forcibly upgrade my cultivation to the half-step Nascent Soul realm. There will be some backlash after using this talisman. It is not appropriate to use magic power at will at this time. Now I only I can trouble fellow Taoist Song.

Fellow Taoists, don't worry, the scroll of the method of breaking the restriction is included in it. Just follow it and there will be no surprises. "

From the moment Xia Mo took out the strange silver talisman, Song Qingming could tell what secret method she had used to instantly improve her cultivation to a state close to the Nascent Soul.

In the world of cultivating immortals, any secret method that temporarily forcibly increases the strength of monks in large quantities has many limitations and side effects.

Xia Mo covered her face with a veil at this moment. Although Song Qingming couldn't see anything unusual about her for a while, he could still guess that she might not be in a good condition at the moment.

Seeing that the other party was so generous and proactive in confessing to her, and was not worried that Song Qingming would know her current situation and turn against her out of greed, a hint of surprise flashed across Song Qingming's face.

After picking up the scroll in his hand and taking a look at it, Song Qingming thought of something and asked again:

"Xia Xianzi, you should have thought about how to explain the things here to them after Daoyou He and the others wake up!"

"We just encountered a group of rogue cultivators who attacked us. Senior Brother Wu also just died in the battle with the enemy. As for Senior Sister Chen, she has not been here today."

After Xia Mo replied calmly and calmly, she sat down cross-legged and took out an elixir, swallowed it in her mouth, and began to meditate and refine the elixir in her body.

After hearing Xia Mo's explanation, Song Qingming smiled and nodded slightly to her. Without saying anything else, he placed the scroll directly on his forehead and began to use his spiritual sense to explore the information in the scroll.

As Xia Mo said, the restriction Wu Xiang used to imprison He Mengxin and the two was not too complicated. Song Qingming just carefully checked the scroll and quickly found out the method to crack it.

Then Song Qingming came directly to He Mengxin, controlled his magic power to enter the sea of ​​consciousness in her body, found the restriction on her body, and slowly unlocked it.

After less than a stick of incense, He Mengxin suddenly made a sound, and then she slowly opened her eyes after having been unconscious for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Song, it was you who saved me. Hey! Why is Junior Sister Han here too?"

When He Mengxin woke up, she saw Song Qingming casting a spell next to her and Han Yutong lying next to her, and she hurriedly asked with some confusion.

After slowly withdrawing his magic power from He Mengxin's body, Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist He misunderstood, I am not the only one who saved you, it was Daoist Xia who came to save you from Baihua Palace with fellow Daoist Han.

Fellow Daoist Han just fell into the other party's scheme just like you. It's nothing serious. Don't worry, she will wake up in a while. "

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, He Mengxin followed his pointer and saw Xia Mo sitting not far away. She immediately understood and sighed:

"That day I left Funiu Mountain, and I was accidentally ambushed by two thieves in the Yunwu Mountain. I was captured here. Unexpectedly, this incident alerted Senior Sister Xia, Junior Sister Han, and Fellow Daoist Song to come to my rescue. I am really A little ashamed."

Seeing that He Mengxin still blamed himself, Song Qingming quickly spoke to comfort him: "You and I are close friends, not to mention that things happened around my Song family, my fellow Taoist. How can I sit idly by and ignore this matter if I know about it.

This gang of thieves has been hiding in the Yunwu Mountain. They will definitely be a scourge for my Song family from now on. Even if there is no problem with fellow Taoist, I will come to my door sooner or later. "

"Fellow Daoist Song, have you killed all those evil thieves?"

Seeing that there was still some resentment on He Mengxin's face, Song Qingming nodded slightly and continued:

"Fellow Daoist He has just woken up, and the magic power in his body is still empty. It is better to restore his spiritual power first, and I will slowly explain this to you later!"

After hearing Song Qingming's reminder, He Mengxin felt that most of her mana had been lost due to sleeping for a long time, so she hurriedly checked her waist.

She was a little surprised when she found that her storage magic weapon was still hanging on her belt. She quickly took out a few spiritual stones and an elixir from it, and began to meditate on the spot to restore her magic power.

Seeing this, Song Qingming also turned around and came to Han Yutong on the other side. According to the method just now, he successfully lifted the restrictions on Han Yutong and woke him up.

At this time, Xia Mo, who had been meditating on the side earlier, had successfully refined the elixir in his body and got up and walked over. He briefly explained the previous battle to Han Yutong and He Mengxin who had just woken up.

Hearing the news that Wu Xiang had died, both He Mengxin and Han Yutong had a look of surprise on their faces. Some of them couldn't believe that the senior brother Wu in their hearts had ceased to exist so quickly.

Especially He Mengxin, who was the cause of this incident, felt extremely guilty at this moment.

"It's all my fault that I left the sect without permission and accidentally fell into the hands of the bad guys. That's why Senior Brother Wu died here to save me. Senior Sister Xia, how should I explain this matter to the Supreme Elder after I return?"

Seeing He Mengxin looking at him, Xia Mo didn't want to explain too much, and directly replied: "Junior sister He, if you leave the sect without authorization, the Law Enforcement Hall will investigate after you return.

As for the death of Senior Brother Wu, it's not your fault. I don't think Master or she will blame you after we go back. "

After comforting He Mengxin, Xia Mo turned his attention to Song Qingming aside, led He Mengxin and two people forward and took the initiative to hold his hands over him:

"Fellow Taoist Song, thanks to the help of fellow Taoist today, we can successfully escape from danger and rescue Junior Sister He. Please accept my courtesy first.

Junior Sister He has not recovered yet. I would like to take her to Chiyanfang to stay for a few days before returning to the East China Sea. Can Fellow Daoist Song make it easier for us. "

Seeing Xia Mo suddenly being so polite, Song Qingming's face suddenly looked a little surprised, and he quickly waved his hands to them and said:

"Fairy Xia, you're welcome. Chiyanfang does not reject outside monks. You can do whatever you want on this matter. However, the spiritual energy there is not sufficient. If you don't mind, you might as well go to Funiu Mountain to stay for a few days. "

"That's not necessary. We are just staying for a few days to wait for Junior Sister He to recover and then leave immediately. This is a small matter, so we won't go to Funiu Mountain to disturb her." Hearing this, Xia Mo declined Song Qingming's kindness.

When Song Qingming heard this, he didn't press too hard. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, just follow the wishes of some Taoist friends! Please wait a moment, go down and get some things, and you'll be right over."

After making an agreement with Xia Mo and others, Song Qingming returned to the location of the battlefield and put away the "Tiangang Five Elements Formation" that he had previously arranged.

After the "Yin Yang Eight Extremes Formation" was broken, the damaged formation plate left by the white-haired old man on the battlefield, as well as several nearby formation flags, were taken into Song Qingming's hands.

Although this "Yin Yang Eight Extremes Formation" was damaged a lot when Xia Mo broke the formation, Song Qingming studied the art of formation, and the level of the formation is not low now.

As long as suitable materials can be found in the future, there is still a good chance that we can try to repair this formation.

Seeing Song Qingming put away the damaged and useless formation disks and formation flags, Xia Mo also saw that he had the idea of ​​repairing the formation, and took out the two relatively intact formation flags that he had just collected. , handed it directly to Song Qingming.

"Since Fellow Daoist Song is somewhat interested in this formation, you should take it first. Fellow Daoist Song is already so proficient in the art of formations. There may be a chance to repair this formation in the future."

"Haha! Fairy Xia is thinking too highly of this. This formation is of high quality, and the repair materials required are hard to find. It is not that easy to completely repair it.

I have always been interested in the art of battles while I was practicing, so I brought it back just because I wanted to tinker with it in my spare time.

Seeing Xia Mo hand over the missing formation flag, Song Qingming suddenly became happy, took the formation flag and happily put it into the storage artifact.

"This formation can drive yin and yang, water and fire, and the spiritual objects that need to be repaired should be relatively common high-level spiritual objects such as water and fire, so they shouldn't be too difficult to find.

I remember that there happens to be a third-grade high-grade water cloud stone in the sect, which should be useful in repairing this formation.

If you go to the East China Sea next time, fellow Taoist, you can bring a similar spiritual object to Baihua Palace. I can help you exchange it then. "

After hearing what Xia Mo said, Song Qingming's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he hurriedly said: "Oh! So Song has thanked the fairy first.

I will study this formation after I go back next time to see how confident I can be at repairing it. If it is really feasible, I will definitely visit Guizong next time I go to the East China Sea. "

"Well! It's settled then. I'll be waiting for you, fellow Taoist, to arrive."

After saying that, Xia Mo waved her hand and took out the flying car she had used before, took Song Qingming and others together and turned into a ray of light and left "Yulong Mountain".

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On a barren mountain more than ten miles away from "Funiu Mountain", a young man in white was sitting in a small cave on the east side of the top of the mountain, carefully staring at the Songjialing Mountain not far away.

Suddenly, the man in white felt something strange in the storage bag on his waist.

With a serious look on his face, he quickly took out a blackened talisman from his storage bag.

"Third uncle!"

Seeing that the originally pure and flawless spiritual talisman in front of him had quickly turned into a ball of ashes, the man in white suddenly changed his expression, revealing a very frightened look.

This man in white is named Wu Tianmu, and he is a descendant of Wu Xiang on "Wanhu Island".

Just because after Wu Tianmu established his foundation, he did not choose to join the "Hundred Flowers Palace" but became a casual cultivator. Except for Wu Xiang, the elder who had supported him in his cultivation, almost no one in the "Hundred Flowers Palace" knew about him. origin.

Therefore, Han Yutong and Xia Mo also did not see his true identity when they first met this person.

Seeing that the talisman representing Wu Xiang's life and death in his hand had been reduced to ashes, Wu Tianmu stayed there for a moment in disbelief, then stood up and walked out of the cave where he was in a panic.

Then he stared closely at the "Funiu Mountain" not far away, then decisively turned into a ray of light and flew directly to the south of Qinghe County, and his figure quickly disappeared into the empty sky.

It was already the sixth day since leaving "Chiyanfang" to rescue He Mengxin, and when Song Qingming and others came back. They had not received any news from Song Qingming. Huang Siyuan, who was guarding "Funiu Mountain", had always been a little worried. .

On this day, Huang Siyuan, who was sipping tea alone in the "Huixian Pavilion" on the top of the mountain, suddenly saw a white light flying towards the top of Funiu Mountain outside the window. She immediately stood up and focused her eyes on the white light.

It wasn't until she saw the white light outside turning into a very familiar figure in her eyes that Huang Siyuan's face showed a look of joy and she hurriedly flew into the air.

"Husband, this trip went well for you!"

Seeing Huang Siyuan who came to greet him, Song Qingming nodded to her with a smile and said: "It's not a demon cultivator, we just met a few Jindan cultivators hiding there deep in the Yunwu Mountain.

Although there were some twists and turns, Daoyou He is fine and has been rescued by us safely. "

Faced with Huang Siyuan's concern, Song Qingming did not hide too much and hurriedly told her what he had encountered with Xia Mo and the others in the past few days.

Just because he had promised Xia Mo in advance, Song Qingming didn't mention anything about what happened behind Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong, and directly blamed everything on the white-haired old man.

"Oh! That's fine. You haven't sent a message back in the past two days. I thought something really happened to you. If my husband doesn't come back, I'm afraid I will have to go to the sect to report the matter tomorrow.

Having said that, these bandit cultivators are so courageous. They dared to hide in the Yunwu Mountain to commit such evil deeds. If you, husband, had not discovered it in advance, we would not have been able to sleep peacefully. We still don’t know when we will suffer from them. . "

"Don't worry, we have completely solved everything there now. You can go back and sleep peacefully." After Song Qingming chuckled, he took Huang Siyuan back to the top of the mountain.

After several sudden changes in the past few days, although Song Qingming was not injured in the battle, he was always very nervous. It was not until he returned home and heard Huang Siyuan's words of concern that he truly relaxed.

Fortunately, although he was secretly plotted this time, Song Qingming did not encounter any great danger. In the end, he not only returned safely but also gained something, which was a bit of unexpected comfort.

Song Qingming, who was still a little tired at first, had a happy smile on his face when he thought that he had brought back a magic weapon belonging to a late-stage Jindan cultivator.

A few days later, in a cave on the top of "Funiu Mountain".

Song Qingming, who was casting a spell on a black jade ring, quickly fired a burst of magic spells onto the black jade ring in front of him.

As a golden aura slowly enveloped the jade ring, until a "dinging" sound like a wind chime sounded, Song Qingming immediately took the black jade ring into his hand with an expectant look on his face.

After returning to "Funiu Mountain", Song Qingming, who had a good rest for two days, finally began to try to open the white-haired old man's stored magic weapon.

Although the white-haired old man's formation skills are not low and he has placed many restrictions on his storage instruments, these are not difficult for Song Qingming, who is also a high-level formation master.

It only took a whole day for Song Qingming to break all the restrictions on the black jade ring as he wished, and open the storage magic weapon that he was looking forward to.

Just as Song Qingming poured out all the spiritual objects from the black jade ring, the clanging sound of the spiritual stones alarmed Huang Siyuan who was meditating in the cave.

Seeing that Song Qingming finally opened his trophies as he wished, Huang Siyuan, who was a little curious, immediately followed her.

"Wow! How can a casual cultivator have so many spiritual stones on his body? Husband, you have made a fortune this time!"

Seeing the glittering spiritual stones piled up like a hill before her eyes, Huang Siyuan, who had just arrived next to Song Qingming, couldn't help but shout out in surprise.

Song Qingming was also a little surprised when he found so many spiritual stones from the white-haired old man's storage bag at once.

Although the other party was a late-stage Jindan cultivator and his net worth was definitely not very low, the total amount of nearly 100,000 spirit stones in front of him was still somewhat beyond Song Qingming's expectations.

But then I thought about it, this white-haired old man was invited by Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong to help deal with Xia Mo. The two of them must have spent a lot of money on this person to get the other party to take action. He would have so much more energy. Stone is not so strange.

After sorting out all the spirit stones, the remaining spirit objects of the white-haired old man included two magic weapons of level three quality.

One of them was a flying sword that Song Qingming had seen him use when fighting with him, and it was of level three upper quality. The other magic weapon was of lower quality, only level three middle quality, and it did not have any particularly powerful magical powers.

Originally, the white-haired old man had a level three middle quality defensive magic weapon with good defensive magical powers, but unfortunately, in the last battle, when resisting Xia Mo's attack, it was cut in half by the flying sword in her hand and completely destroyed.

However, even so, Song Qingming was very satisfied to get two magic weapons of good quality. The total value of these two magic weapons alone was at least 50,000 or 60,000 spirit stones.

Although these two magic weapons were of little use to Song Qingming, who already had better quality magic weapons, they could still be used by Huang Siyuan and Song Qingyu in the future.

In addition, Song Qingming also looted several third-level spiritual talismans and a set of third-level lower-grade formations of relatively ordinary quality, which are relatively valuable spiritual objects, and can be worth 20,000 to 30,000 spiritual stones in total.

Other elixirs and some trivial spiritual objects are relatively common things on the market, and all of them should be worth only a few thousand spiritual stones.

There are also several ordinary Jindan period exercises and secret techniques, and some formation books that look like they were compiled by the white-haired old man himself, which Song Qingming can only put aside for now.

The white-haired old man's formation level is not lower than Song Qingming's. His writing of formation books is still useful for Song Qingming to improve his formation level.

Although Song Qingming can't use the Jindan period exercises, he can also put them in the family treasury for other younger generations to practice.

Although the Song family currently has no shortage of Qi Refining and Foundation Building period exercises, there are not many Jindan period exercises. The family has accumulated for hundreds of years and only has a few that Song Qingming brought back from outside.

Among these martial arts books, Song Qingming also found a volume of Blood Shadow Escape that he was very interested in.

Before fighting with the white-haired old man, Song Qingming had seen him use it with his own eyes, and the speed of improvement was not slower than Song Qingming's "Nine Palace Meteor Escape".

Song Qingming picked up the scroll and immediately put it away separately. In the future, he also wanted to try to practice and see if he could use this secret method to increase his escape speed.

These martial arts books are very useful, but they can't be sold directly, so they can't be converted into spirit stones for the time being to calculate the price.

After careful calculation by Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan, after deducting these martial arts secrets, all the things on the white-haired old man, plus the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, totaled nearly 300,000 spirit stones.

For a late Jindan cultivator, although this net worth is not as good as that of ordinary disciples of large sects, it is definitely considered relatively wealthy among casual cultivators. No wonder Huang Siyuan's face has been full of joy.

After sorting out all the spiritual objects on the table, Song Qingming took out the middle-grade flying knife magic weapon from the white-haired old man and handed it directly to Huang Siyuan beside him.

"Siyuan, this magic weapon has the same properties as your skills, and it is just right for you to use. You should keep it first."

"My husband made a fortune this time, and I will also benefit from it. I won't be polite to you."

When Huang Siyuan saw this magic weapon just now, she was a little moved. Seeing that Song Qingming took it out on his own initiative, she did not refuse and took it directly. (End of this chapter)