Chapter 735 Testing Strength, Nascent Soul Opportunity

Chapter 735 Testing Strength, Nascent Soul Opportunity

After all, the opponent was a Nascent Soul-level "puppet beast". Song Qingming really didn't want to fight with him. Even if he knew that the opponent would not be so easily persuaded by him, he had to give it a try.

After hearing Song Qingming's explanation, the big white bird in the distance did not change much. It stared at Song Qingming and replied calmly:

"I just want to discuss things with Fellow Daoist. It doesn't matter if there is a misunderstanding. Fellow Daoist Song, don't be so nervous!"

Seeing that the other party's tone had softened a lot, and it seemed that he didn't have any deep grudge against him, Song Qingming felt a little more relaxed, and he directly cupped his hands and said:

"It's not impossible for fellow Taoist to have a discussion, but I still have important matters for the sect and I really can't stay here for a long time. Fellow Taoist, can you please leave your name and come back for the appointment after I finish handling the matters at hand."

"Haha, I want to leave! That's not possible. If you leave and don't come back, I will have to wait for a while. Now that we have encountered each other today, you kid, don't even think about running away so easily!

As for my name, I will tell you after I finish typing it! "After finishing speaking, the big white bird didn't wait for Song Qingming to reply. It suddenly spread its wings and released several white thunder lights directly at his location.

Seeing that the other party took action immediately after a disagreement, Song Qingming's expression immediately changed, and he quickly activated the "Thunder Gathering Bead" on his head to turn into a shield in front of him.

Then Song Qingming took advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't see behind him, and took out a red talisman that had been prepared in his hand, flew directly behind him and quickly disappeared into the black clouds beside him.

Although this person only said that he wanted to discuss with each other, he was secretive and refused to reveal his identity. Song Qingming was also a little unpredictable for a while.

Not knowing the other party's purpose, Song Qingming was also afraid that this person would turn against him in the future. Just in case, he chose to send a help talisman to "Guyang Mountain" first.

His location is only more than a thousand miles away from "Guyang Mountain". As long as the sect receives his call for help transmission talisman, he will be able to get here in less than half an hour at most.

The big white bird didn't seem to notice when Song Qingming secretly sent a help talisman. It focused on the shield in front of Song Qingming, and soon the lightning it controlled directly collided with it.

This time, as before, although the power of the thunder was astonishing and exceeded the magical power of ordinary Jindan monks, Song Qingming relied on the "Thunder Gathering Bead" on his head to directly absorb most of the lightning and forcefully receive the blow head-on.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing as the thunder bead, but this magic weapon alone is not enough to block my divine thunder."

Seeing that Song Qingming once again relied on the "Thunder Gathering Bead" to block his attack, the big white bird was not too surprised. It spread its wings again and gathered a large group of white thunder in front of it.

However, this time he did not choose to immediately release the lightning to attack Song Qingming. Instead, he cast a spell to control the lightning to crush it into a ball, and then turned it into a spear as thick as an arm.

"Since you like absorbing thunder so much, let's see if you can swallow my thunder gun too."

The big white bird chuckled calmly, and then the thunder gun in front of him quickly flew directly towards Song Qingming's position.

Before the thunder gun reached him, Song Qingming instantly felt a powerful coercion coming quickly, sending a chill down his whole back.

Facing the opponent's full blow, Song Qingming suddenly felt a little bad, so he could only desperately pour mana into the "Thunder Gathering Bead" in the hope that this magical weapon could help him withstand the opponent's attack again.

But this time, after the shield formed by the "Thunder Gathering Beads" came into contact with the opponent's "Thunder Gun", it did not successfully absorb and devour the thunder light inside as Song Qingming expected. It only blocked the "Thunder Gun" for a moment before being directly broken through by the opponent. protection.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming felt a bit shocked on his face. He didn't expect that after the thunder light in the thunder gun was compressed by the opponent, it could resist the devouring of the "Thunder Gathering Bead".

Fortunately, Song Qingming knew the opponent's interests and did not put all his hopes on the "Thunder Gathering Bead". He had already been prepared for this situation.

Seeing that the opponent's attack was about to hit him, Song Qingming, who had already used "Nine Palace Meteor Escape", quickly disappeared from the spot and retreated to a position dozens of feet away, successfully avoiding the opponent's attack. .

But just as Song Qingming moved, the "Thunder Spear" directed at him suddenly changed its direction and went straight to where Song Qingming was standing, seemingly targeting him.

Song Qingming, who was performing light escape, looked back and saw that the "Thunder Spear" behind him was still chasing after him. His face was startled again. He could only increase the amount of magic power injected into the meridians of his feet to increase his escape speed. Open the distance from the "Thunder Gun".

However, being in the black clouds, Song Qingming had difficulty identifying the direction for a while. He continuously used "Nine Palace Meteor Escape" to shuttle through the black clouds for a while, but never passed through the black clouds, as if he was trapped inside.

Seeing that it was difficult for him to escape, and the thunder gun behind him was approaching again, Song Qingming gritted his teeth and accelerated his escape speed again, turned around and returned to the clouds.

The big white bird saw Song Qingming running back, but it didn't show any surprise. It just looked at the other party quietly, wanting to know how Song Qingming got rid of the "thunder gun" following behind him.

Song Qingming, who had just escaped, glanced at the big white bird in front of him with a calm expression, and suddenly spat out a trace of blood essence from his mouth, and then a red aura suddenly appeared on his body.

The spell that Song Qingming used was found by the old man who plotted against them in "Yunwu Mountain" more than ten years ago. It is called "Red Blood Escape".

After using it, one can use part of the blood essence in his body to double his escape speed in a short period of time.

However, after using this secret method, it cannot be used again for a period of time, otherwise the blood essence in his body will be consumed too much at one time, which will damage the cultivator's vitality.

"Red Blood Escape, you actually know this secret method, but it's not enough to just hide. No matter how fast you escape, you will be caught up in the end!"

Seeing the red blood light on Song Qingming's body, the white bird saw the origin of the magical power he used at a glance, and his tone couldn't help but be more interested.

No matter how fast the opponent escapes, he will eventually run out of energy, but his "Thunder Gun" will not slow down because of this, and he will still be able to catch up with Song Qingming in a short time.

"Since I can't dodge it, I can only trouble you to help me deal with it!"

After using "Red Blood Escape", Song Qingming did not choose to escape into the black cloud again, but flew directly towards the white bird.

Seeing that Song Qingming suddenly looked like he was going to fight to the death, regardless of the "Thunder Spear" behind him, he ran towards him directly. The white bird finally made a move, and hurriedly used the speed of escape to leave the spot and dodged to the side.

However, as soon as he moved, Song Qingming followed closely behind him and caught up with him. Moreover, with the blessing of "Red Blood Escape", his speed of escape was not slower than that of the white bird in front of him, and it was even slightly faster.

Even the "Thunder Gathering Pearl" could not stop it. If Song Qingming chose to take the opponent's "Thunder Spear" head-on, the consequences would definitely not be good, and he might even get injured.

Since the "lightning gun" was secretly controlled by the opponent, as long as he followed closely, he would definitely not continue to attack at the risk of getting hurt. This was also the strategy Song Qingming had just come up with.

"Hmph! You kid, you are really a tough guy."

Seeing that Song Qingming seemed to be eyeing him, the white bird that had escaped to the air cast a spell again, releasing a ball of lightning to form a white shield beside him, trying to separate himself from Song Qingming.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Qingming suddenly released the "Lightning Pearl" on his body and swallowed most of the lightning shield he had just released, and appeared next to him again.

"However, if you want to fight with me, you are still a little short!"

Seeing that Song Qingming was sticking to him, the white bird snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a ball of lightning again, and then turned it into a giant axe and chopped Song Qingming behind him to force him back.

When Song Qingming wanted to cast a spell again to catch up, the big white bird suddenly released a white scroll magic weapon, wrapping himself and Song Qingming in it.

Then the big white bird flew directly into the scroll in front of Song Qingming, and soon disappeared with the scroll.

Seeing this sudden scene, Song Qingming's face suddenly showed a trace of helplessness, and then he waved his hand decisively to throw out five formation flags, casting a spell to form a golden shield in the air to protect it.

As soon as he completed these actions, the "thunder gun" behind him immediately followed and hit the golden shield directly.

This time Song Qingming didn't think much, and quickly waved the formation flag in his hand, and seriously controlled the "Tiangang Five Elements Formation" that had just been arranged to resist the "thunder gun" in front of him.

Although this "Tiangang Five Elements Formation" was only temporarily arranged by Song Qingming, its power was only two or three percent of the usual power, but after all, it was a third-level upper-grade defense formation, and this formation also had some restraint on thunder magic.

Without anyone interfering, Song Qingming, who was holding up the formation, consumed a lot of mana, but still managed to block the "lightning spear" in front of him without any danger.

After successfully taking the opponent's attack, Song Qingming, who was hiding behind the shield, just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard thunder in the black clouds above his head, as if the hiding white bird was preparing to attack again.

This time, looking at the lightning that seemed to be more powerful above, Song Qingming's face was not surprised, and he suddenly became very calm.

When a group of more powerful lightning appeared in front of him, Song Qingming, who was standing in the formation, couldn't help but frowned, obviously a little tired of the endless lightning.

However, facing this fierce lightning that was quickly attacking him, Song Qingming did not rush to activate the formation to resist, but shouted directly to the sky with a firm face.

"Senior Feng He, do you want to test my fighting skills, or do you really want to kill me?"

As Song Qingming shouted, the lightning and thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, and then after flashing for a while, it disappeared only a few dozen feet away from Song Qingming.

After a while, the white bird that controlled the lightning fell from the sky and appeared in front of Song Qingming. Then, a figure in a green robe appeared out of thin air.

After taking off the green robe on his head, Feng He, who still had a little smile on his face, said to Song Qingming with some doubts: "How did you know it was me?"

Seeing Feng He, whom he had not seen for many years, Song Qingming showed some joy on his face and hurried forward to salute him.

"Hello, Senior Feng He. I had the honor to see the magic weapon you just used and I still have some impression of it. That's why I guessed that you might be testing my skills."

Hearing this, Feng He took out the scroll from his body, and smiled thoughtfully at Song Qingming: "Oh! You are sure it's me just because of this magic weapon.

Although similar magic weapons are not common in the world of immortal cultivation, they are not unique to me. It's a bit hasty to conclude that it's me just based on this thing!

How come you have been practicing for so many years, but your temperament is not as stable as when you first built your foundation."

"Hehe! Senior taught me that my cultivation is still shallow, and I was really forced to fight with you just now. If I don't speak up, I'm afraid my life will be difficult to save."

Of course, Song Qingming confirmed his identity not only because of the scroll magic weapon in Feng He's hand.

Although Feng He did not show up directly just now, although the other party was very decisive and fierce when he attacked, there was obviously a bit of testing in it, and he was not in a hurry to kill him.

Otherwise, if they really wanted to kill him, when Song Qingming wanted to set up a formation to deal with the "Thunder Gun" just now, other opponents would definitely not watch him set up and cast the spell so smoothly.

The opponent's extraordinary magical powers have far surpassed those of ordinary Jindan cultivators, and he only wants to test his strength, and he also has a magic weapon similar to Feng He.

After these are integrated together, Song Qingming's guess about his identity is already 70% to 80% certain.

Moreover, although Feng He is a Yuanying cultivator with a natural talent in cultivation, his talent in acting is indeed very ordinary.

Although the other party's voice has changed significantly when speaking, his tone and attitude towards Song Qingming just now are still the same as before.

As Song Qingming, who has been with him day and night for decades, naturally knows Feng He's words and deeds very well, and it is not difficult to see this.

However, Song Qingming thought so in his heart, but he did not dare to say it directly. He could only modestly in front of Feng He that he was not capable enough and was forced to do so helplessly.

Feng He is a Yuanying senior after all. Although Song Qingming has a special relationship with him, he has always been more careful about what he says. He will not say such words that may hurt his face.

Hearing Song Qingming's explanation, Feng He glanced at him thoughtfully, and then suddenly smiled and waved his hand and said: "Your cultivation talent is average, but your words are really nice. No wonder even the Yuanying demon cultivators like you.

The last time I saw you, you had already broken through to the seventh level of Jindan. How come you haven't broken through in twenty years? Didn't you ask your demon king friend for help?"

Hearing Feng He mention Huo Feng again, Song Qingming knew that he was testing him again, and hurriedly smiled and shook his head and said:

"Haha! Senior, you are joking. I and that good friend are just in a cooperative relationship. We are not as close as you think. It is difficult to see her at ordinary times, let alone ask for help for this matter.

As for cultivation, my It is true that the talent is a little poor, and it is inevitable that you will encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation. There is no better solution for now, so you can only take it one step at a time. "

Feng He heard this and sighed slightly, saying: "Although you are practicing fast, your spiritual root talent is worse than other Jindan cultivators. If you want to break through the Yuanying realm, you need to practice to the ninth level of Jindan as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if you delay too long in the late Jindan period, when you form a baby in the future, you may face the problem of insufficient lifespan like most cultivators.

I have another volume here that records some of my experiences in the Jindan period. You can take some time to read it, maybe it can help you. "

After speaking, Feng He took out a bamboo slip from his body and threw it directly to Song Qingming.

"Thank you for your care!" Seeing the bamboo slips given by Feng He, Song Qingming hurriedly took it with joy, and then stepped forward and bowed to him.

"You are someone who has helped me after all, so why should I thank you for this little thing?" Feng He waved his hand and turned around to look at the several formation flags in Song Qingming's hand.

Seeing Feng He staring at the "Tian Gang Five Elements Formation" in his hand, Song Qingming took the initiative to hand it to him.

"After receiving the treasure from the senior last time, I spent a lot of time and effort, and finally my efforts paid off and I successfully repaired this formation."

"Well! Not bad, it can block the full-strength attack of my puppet beast, which shows that its power is no worse than when I got this thing. You are indeed a genius in formation, and I can't compare with you in this respect."

Hearing Feng He praising his formation skills, Song Qingming did not speak modestly anymore, but just smiled and nodded slightly.

Seeing Feng He's eyes staring at the "Tian Gang Five Elements Formation" in his hand, Song Qingming thought that he came to him this time to take it back. Unexpectedly, Feng He threw the formation back to him after looking at it for a while.

"I will still have some use for this formation in the future. Please keep it and be careful not to damage it. I may come to you when I need it another day."

"This formation was originally given to me by you. If you need it, just take it directly. Don't worry about me."

"Didn't I tell you that I will take back the things I give away. It's not certain whether this formation will be useful to me. It's useless for me to keep it on me.

Your ability to fight with others is average, and you can only show this formation skill. It's better to keep it on you. Maybe it can save your life at a critical moment."

Seeing Feng He insisted not to, Song Qingming did not say anything more, and directly put away the "Tian Gang Five Elements Formation" in his hand, and then cast his eyes on the white bird not far away, and asked curiously:

"Senior, this puppet beast, did you refine it?"

Seeing that Song Qingming was very interested in his "puppet beast", Feng He slowly smiled, nodded and admitted:

"You guessed it, this thing was made by me after I broke through the Nascent Soul stage, and I spent decades collecting high-level materials everywhere.

I have been familiar with the way of puppets for many years. Before I was harmed by the villain, I refined a lot of high-level puppet beasts, but compared with this one, those things before are not worth mentioning."

Hearing Feng He confirm that the Nascent Soul-level "puppet beast" in front of him was made by him, Song Qingming's face also showed some shock.

Although Song Qingming knew Feng He was proficient in puppetry when he first met him, he never expected that Feng He's puppetry skills had reached such a high level that he could even refine a fourth-level "puppet beast".

You should know that the reason why puppetry skills are so rare in the world of immortal cultivation is that in addition to the difficulty in finding refining materials, another point is that this skill is much more difficult to learn than ordinary immortal cultivation skills such as talisman making and refining, just like alchemy.

In the entire Floating Cloud Mountain Range immortal cultivation world, although there are many cultivators who have learned puppetry skills, they are generally low-level puppeteers of the first or second level.

Even a large Yuanying sect like "Xiaoyao Sect" has never had a high-level puppeteer above the third level, let alone a fourth-level puppeteer who is capable of refining a Yuanying "puppet beast".

In Song Qingming's impression, among the hundreds of immortal sects in dozens of countries in the entire Floating Cloud Mountain Range immortal cultivation world, no one can be compared with Feng He in this regard, and he can't help but have some respect for him.

At this point, Song Qingming recalled the encounter with Feng He in the "Seven Stars Square" of Wu State.

It seems that his guess was right. The reason why Feng He went to the "Star Conference" was to get the last item in the auction that could be used to refine a puppet beast and get a fourth-level spiritual object.

"You are so interested in this thing, are you interested in my puppet beast?" Seeing Song Qingming looking at the white bird not far away with envy, Feng He suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Song Qingming immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior, you are joking. I am just a little curious. How dare I take a fancy to your things.

By the way, I have just sent a help talisman to the sect. I am afraid someone from the sect will come to check it out later.

If Senior Feng He has nothing urgent to do when you come to see me this time, why don't you wait for me to go to the sect to explain this matter first, and then come back to entertain you."

"The help talisman you are talking about should be this one!"

After Feng He responded to Song Qingming, he threw a red talisman directly at him. It was the one he secretly released before the battle. Unexpectedly, this talisman had already fallen into Feng He's hands, which made Song Qingming's back sweat.

The difference between Jindan cultivators and Yuanying cultivators is really too big. I didn't expect that I couldn't even ask for help in front of Feng He.

"I came to you this time not just to reminisce about the past, but I have an opportunity to break through the Yuanying to give you. I wonder if you are interested?" (End of this chapter)