Chapter 412: Feng He Leaves

After seeing off Song Qingyu and the others, Song Qingming, who had already stepped on his flying sword, did not return directly to Mount Funiu, but went all the way east to Qinghe Market.

After walking around the main street of the market, Song Qingming found a corner with no one, took out a black bamboo hat to cover his face, and came to the Liufeng Hall not far away.

After exchanging a secret code with the shopkeeper at the entrance, Song Qingming quickly came to the back hall and met Feng He, the shopkeeper behind the scenes.

"I received the news a few days ago, but I happened to be in seclusion refining a set of arrays, which delayed things for a few days. Senior, please don't take offense."

Seeing that Song Qingming was two days late, Feng He, who was tinkering with a pile of puppet parts, did not scold Song Qingming directly as before. Instead, a rare trace of a smile appeared on his face.

"I am looking for you this time because I plan to leave here for a trip recently, and there are some things I need to explain to you in person."

"Where is Senior going, and when will you return?" Hearing that Feng He suddenly wanted to leave Qinghe Market, Song Qingming was also somewhat surprised.

Seeing the expression on Song Qingming's face, Feng He, who had been prepared, picked up a storage bag from the table beside him and threw it to him.

"These are all the magic tools you gave me last time. When removing the demonic energy, some were damaged, so I threw them away directly. The others are all here. There are also two little gadgets I made when I was idle. I have no use for them, so I'll just give them to you."

"I am going on a long trip this time. As for when I can return, I am not too sure. You don't need to inquire about the rest. Knowing too much is not good for you."

Song Qingming took the storage bag and opened it to see that besides a pile of magic tools of varying quality, there were also two second-tier puppet beasts of not low quality. Although he was somewhat happy in his heart, Song Qingming did not show it directly on his face.

After putting away the storage bag, Song Qingming asked again: "Although Senior has succeeded in Foundation Establishment now, your cultivation is only at the second layer of Foundation Establishment. Do you have to leave so urgently? Do you want me to go with you? I might have a chance to help you."

"I know you kid are worried about me leaving alone. Don't worry. This is the soul contract signed last time. I have already actively lifted my half. You just need to use the magic power in your body to remove your half." After finishing, Feng He threw over a scroll, which was the soul contract the two of them had signed back then.

After Song Qingming opened it and looked at it carefully, he found that it was indeed as Feng He said, the other party had already actively lifted half of the soul contract. Only then did Song Qingming slowly set his heart at ease.

When the soul contract was signed back then, the two of them were almost tied together in life and death. For decades, Song Qingming had not a moment of peace in his heart, fearing that he would be sitting in his cave dwelling and disaster would fall from the sky for no reason.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to lift this contract that was constantly threatening him, Song Qingming also felt relieved in his heart.

"Kid, don't think that because I actively lifted the contract with you, I won't come back. You must arrange for someone to watch this Liufeng Hall for me. Otherwise, when I come back and this place has changed, don't blame me for turning against you without reminding you."

Song Qingming nodded with a smile and replied: "Senior, rest assured. Even if my own shop closes, I will absolutely not let Liufeng Hall be affected."

"That's settled then. As long as you handle the things I explained with care, when I come back, I naturally won't treat you badly. Although it is indeed difficult for your talent to form a Golden Core, the old man still has some other secret methods for Golden Core formation."

"If it really doesn't work, I will find a way to find some spiritual objects to help you form a fake core, which shouldn't be difficult. It can be considered as fulfilling the promise I made to you back then."

After explaining things to Song Qingming, Feng He left Qinghe Market alone more than ten days later. As for Liufeng Hall, Song Qingming also instructed Shi Chun, the Song family elder in Qinghe Market, to arrange all matters of Liufeng Hall, and no matter what happened, he must not let it close its doors easily.

After returning to Mount Funiu, Song Qingming, who had nothing major to do, slowly put his focus on improving his cultivation. Now that the family's spiritual vein needs to be upgraded, and Song Qingyu has gone out for training again, he cannot leave Mount Funiu for a while. It just so happens that he can take this opportunity to seclude himself and cultivate with peace of mind.

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in a flash.

On this day, a creaking sound suddenly came from the gate of Song Qingming's cave dwelling, which had been tightly closed for more than half a year. A young man with delicate features walked out slowly from inside.

Relying on the pills obtained from Mount Tuoyun, Song Qingming finally broke through to the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment six years after Feng He and the others left, and subsequently cultivated to the peak of the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment.

Half a year ago, Song Qingming began to seclude himself, preparing to break through to the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment in one go. Unfortunately, after secluding himself for half a year and trying several times, he still failed to break through, so he had to walk out of the cave dwelling.

"This last layer of the Foundation Establishment realm is really tricky. It seems I still need to go to Yangshan Market to see if I can find a pill similar to the Wangyue Pill to assist in breaking through the realm."

After Song Qingming muttered to himself, he sent a sound transmission down the mountain to notify his eldest brother, Song Qingshi, of the news that he had come out of seclusion.

Half an hour later, Song Qingshi, who was already somewhat old and frail, walked quickly into Song Qingming's cave dwelling.

"Qingming, you have been in seclusion for half a year. This old bone of mine was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch my breath one day and pass away in the cave dwelling, and wouldn't be able to see you come out of seclusion again."

More than ten years have passed. Now, the remaining cultivators of the 'Chang' generation in the clan have all passed away. The oldest cultivator in the Song family is now Song Qingshi, who is ranked first in the 'Qing' generation. He has now become an old man with white hair and beard.

Song Qingming smiled, stepped forward to greet Song Qingshi to sit down, and then said: "Eldest Brother, looking at your healthy and agile appearance, you can definitely share the burden for me for a few more years. Now those younger generations below are all young and vigorous, and I still have to rely on you to suppress them."

"Stop flattering me like this. I have basically handed over most of the things to Qingsi and the others now. Just let me have a few years of quiet days."

Song Qingming nodded and said: "That's fine. Qingsi has been in charge of the Hidden Gold Pavilion all these years and now has some prestige in the clan. Let her come over to help you first. As for the Hidden Gold Pavilion, I think let Xintong go there for training first."

"I agree with this arrangement. Don't worry. Although this old bone of mine is not good, I have helped you manage the family for so many years after all. It is still no problem to teach them." Mentioning this, Song Qingshi's eyes suddenly showed a few more rays of light.

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