Chapter 195

Huang Siyuan in Qinghe Marketplace, besides cultivating every day, also had to manage the business of the Immortal Phoenix Tower and feed the Skyfire Peng for Song Qingming. Basically, she had no free time.

After arriving at the Song family for a few days, Huang Siyuan suddenly became relaxed. Besides occasionally going out to accompany Song mother to talk, she basically stayed in Song Qingming's small room and would also ask Song Qingming for advice on cultivation matters.

Huang Siyuan's spirit root talent was not bad at all. She had already cultivated to the late stage of Qi Condensation at only thirty years old. In Song Qingming's eyes, under normal cultivation circumstances, she would also have a chance for Foundation Establishment in the future.

Now, among the adult cultivators of the entire Song family, besides Song Qingyu, there was temporarily no one whose probability of Foundation Establishment could exceed hers.

Over these years, Song Qingming could be considered very attentive to her, giving her many opportunities to earn spirit stones, both openly and secretly. This could also be considered indirectly supporting her. As for whether she could successfully reach Foundation Establishment in the future, Song Qingming did not think too much about it for the time being; everything still depended on her personal fortune.

More than ten days passed in succession. Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan had been staying in the Song manor. Besides daily meditation and cultivation, the two of them were just like a pair of mortals, living a peaceful life in leisure.

Before Huang Siyuan came over from Qinghe Marketplace, she, being meticulous, had specifically bought many useful spiritual medicines and supplements in the marketplace and distributed a portion to everyone in the Song family. This immediately raised her status in everyone's hearts quite a bit.

The entire Song family, besides Song Yunshan, who was temporarily managing the household and was relatively busy, had a rare, relaxed time of reunion. For these days, the entire Song manor was filled with laughter every day. Song Qingming felt as if he had returned to the time when his father was still alive and the house was lively.

It was just that good times did not last long. Early this morning, Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan, who had just gone out, were called over by the Second Sister, who had rushed over anxiously.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Qingming saw that Song mother, lying on the bed, was already filled with a gray-white color, and the whole person had long lost yesterday's radiance. He could not help but sigh lightly.

"Third child... am I going to see your father?" Song mother was already very weak, and she could not even speak coherently.

Song Qingming did not speak. He stepped forward, grabbed Song mother's thin palm, and gently transferred a trace of spiritual energy from his body, which made her feel slightly better.

After Song mother's face improved a little, she looked at the Second Sister and Fourth Brother, then tried hard to stretch out her hand, pointed to a small box by the bedside, and said to Song Qingming: "Inside here are things I left for the three of you. Open them and look for yourselves in a few days. I had thought of this day long ago; being able to leave peacefully is also a blessing."

"Third child, I'm a bit sleepy. Let me sleep for a while." After Song mother finished speaking, her hand slowly lowered. She revealed a smile at Song Qingming and slowly closed her eyes.

Song Qingming nodded gently and slowly withdrew the hand that was holding Song mother's.

In a beautiful dream, Song mother drifted away from this world.

A few days later, on a low hill on the side of Mujiao Town.

Song Qingming and the Song family members buried his mother in the location Song Yunshan had chosen long ago.

Song mother had always been kind-hearted, and many neighbors in the vicinity had once received her care. The people who came to see her off were more than when his father was buried back then.

After finishing his mother's funeral, most of the people had already left. Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan found a spot on the mountaintop and sat down.

The scenery on the small mountaintop was still quite good. Sitting here and looking down, one could easily take in the entire Mujiao Town.

Being able to find such a location with excellent Feng Shui for Song mother showed that his eldest nephew, Song Yunshan, had indeed put his heart into it.

The iron box left by Song mother did not contain any rare items; it just stored a letter, writing down some exhortations for these juniors.

The words left for Song Qingming were also about the same, nothing more than telling him to pay more attention to safety when outside and to come home often when he had time.

So many years had passed, and having a mother who often worried about him at home was indeed a rare warmth for Song Qingming.

Now, his mother's passing could be considered to have severed a very large tie for Song Qingming in the secular world. In the future, there would probably be no one who would think of him all the time like his mother did.

A gentle breeze blew by, blowing his long hair behind him to his chest. Song Qingming was still deep in thought and did not notice any discomfort.

Huang Siyuan on the side, looking at Song Qingming's somewhat hollow eyes, also deeply felt the pain of his losing a beloved relative at this moment.

She herself had also lost the mother who loved her since she was a child. Over these years, struggling alone in Qinghe, just like Song Qingming now, she had also long experienced this loneliness of losing a relative.

The two of them sat on the mountain from the afternoon until dusk. Watching the red setting sun on the horizon gradually dim, Song Qingming then stood up, slowly opened his mouth to Huang Siyuan, and said: "Let's go back!"

Huang Siyuan nodded and did not say much. She thought Song Qingming was going to take her back to the Song family, but she did not expect Song Qingming not to go back, but instead directly brought her back to Funiu Mountain.

In the few years since becoming Dao companions with Song Qingming, Huang Siyuan had always lived in Qinghe Marketplace and had never been to the Song family's Funiu Mountain. This time was her first time truly entering the Song family's door.

In Qinghe Marketplace over these years, Huang Siyuan had long been very familiar with some of the Song family cultivators. After going up the mountain, she met Song Xinhu and others she knew and smiled, taking the initiative to greet them.

"I've been out for so long, and I'm a bit worried about the Immortal Phoenix Tower. When do you plan to let me return to Qinghe Marketplace?" Just after entering Song Qingming's cave dwelling, Huang Siyuan hesitated for a moment before taking the initiative to ask.

Song Qingming turned around and said calmly: "The sky is already late today, and it's not safe for you to travel alone on the road. Rest on the mountain for one night first, and tomorrow I will have Qingyu accompany you back to Qinghe Marketplace!"

Huang Siyuan nodded, found a relatively comfortable place in the cave dwelling, and entered meditation to cultivate.

After Song Qingming brought her to his cave dwelling and gave her instructions, he left his cave dwelling and came to the residence of Sixth Uncle Song Changfeng behind the mountain.

"Qingming, didn't you go home these few days? Could it be that you've already finished your business?" Seeing Song Qingming suddenly appear here, Song Changfeng was also full of surprise.

Song Qingming nodded and said calmly: "I've been cultivating the Dao for decades, but I still can't escape some trivial matters in the secular world. My Dao heart is indeed a bit worse compared to you all."

"Most of us are the same. How many didn't walk out of the secular world? It's just that after experiencing more things, you will naturally get used to it."

"Sixth Uncle, I heard from Eldest Brother a few days ago that you have already decided to go into seclusion for Foundation Establishment. Why haven't I heard you mention this matter before?" After listening, Song Qingming did not continue to talk about this matter, but changed the subject and shifted the topic to Song Changfeng.

Everyone rest early.

(End of chapter)