Chapter 722: Dust Settles, Small Harvest (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not say anything more and immediately flew to follow.

Now that Chen Yurong and the three had been solved, only the remaining young man who was with the white-haired old man was nowhere to be seen.

After Song Qingming and Xia Mo searched the vicinity, they still did not find the trace of this person. After confirming that there were no other enemies in the surrounding area, the two were relieved to go and rescue He Mengxin and Han Yutong, who were trapped.

Arriving at the back of the "Fish Dragon Mountain" stronghold mentioned by Wu Xiang, Song Qingming and the other searched carefully for a while, and soon discovered a second-grade high-grade array that was running beside a relatively hidden mountain wall.

Both of them were third-grade array masters. Facing a small second-grade array with no one to control it, it was naturally a matter of ease. Without spending too much effort, Song Qingming found the array eye and forcibly broke the array in front of them.

Seeing He Mengxin and Han Yutong lying in the grand array and still unconscious, Xia Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, took out the bamboo slip that Wu Xiang had just handed to her, and threw it directly to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Junior Sister He and the other have their bodies restricted by a secret method, and it still needs to be unlocked first. The next matter will trouble you."

Seeing Xia Mo hand over the matter of rescuing He Mengxin and the other from the restrictions in their bodies to him, a trace of doubt flashed in Song Qingming's eyes.

It stands to reason that for such a matter of rescuing fellow sect members, Xia Mo should be more at ease doing it herself. Taking the initiative to let him, an outsider, help, could not help but make people feel somewhat strange.

Before Song Qingming could check the scroll in his hand, Xia Mo confessed to him directly: "You guessed right. I just used the Spirit-Transforming Talisman given to me by Master to forcibly raise my cultivation to the half-step Nascent Soul realm. Using this talisman will have some backlash, and it is not suitable to use magic power at will at this moment. Now I can only trouble Fellow Daoist Song."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry. The method to break the restriction is all in the scroll. Just follow it and there won't be any accidents."

From the beginning when Xia Mo took out that strange silver spirit talisman, Song Qingming saw that she had used some secret method to instantly raise her cultivation to a realm close to the Nascent Soul.

In the cultivation world, all secret methods that temporarily and forcibly raise a cultivator's strength to a large extent basically have many restrictions and side effects.

Xia Mo covered her face with a veil at this moment. Although Song Qingming could not see any abnormalities in her for a while, he could still guess that her state might not be very good at this moment.

Seeing the other party confess to him so generously and actively, without worrying that Song Qingming would know her current situation and give birth to greed and turn to attack her, a trace of surprise flashed on Song Qingming's face.

After picking up the scroll in his hand and looking at it, Song Qingming, thinking of something, asked again: "Fairy Xia, after Fellow Daoist He and the other wake up in a moment, how should we explain the matter here to the two of them? You should have thought about it, right!"

"We just encountered an attack by a group of loose cultivators, and Senior Brother Wu also unfortunately fell in the great battle with the opponent just now. As for Senior Sister Chen, she has never been here today."

After Xia Mo replied in a calm and flat tone, she sat cross-legged on the side, took out a pill, swallowed it, and began to meditate on her own to refine the pill in her body.

After hearing Xia Mo's explanation, Song Qingming nodded slightly to her with a smile and didn't say anything more. He placed the scroll directly on his forehead and used his spiritual sense to start investigating the information inside the scroll.

As Xia Mo said, the restriction used by Wu Xiang to restrict He Mengxin and the other was not too complicated. Song Qingming only carefully checked the scroll once and soon found the method to break it.

Afterward, Song Qingming came directly to He Mengxin's side, controlled his own magic power to enter her body and sea of consciousness, found the restriction on her body, and slowly unlocked it.

It took less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense when a sound suddenly came from He Mengxin's mouth, followed by her, who had been unconscious for a long time, slowly opening her eyes.

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

He Mengxin, who had woken up, saw Song Qingming casting spells beside her and Han Yutong lying beside her, and hurriedly asked with some confusion.

After slowly withdrawing his own magic power from He Mengxin's body, Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist He, you misunderstood. It was not just me who saved you. It was Fellow Daoist Xia who brought Fellow Daoist Han from the Hundred Flowers Palace to save you."

"Fellow Daoist Han just fell into the opponent's trap like you, there is nothing serious. Don't worry, she will be able to wake up in a moment."

Hearing Song Qingming's explanation, He Mengxin followed his pointing and saw Xia Mo sitting not far away, and immediately understood, sighed, and said: "The day I left Funiu Mountain, I accidentally fell into an ambush by two evil thieves in Yunwu Mountain halfway and was captured here. I didn't expect this matter to actually alarm Senior Sister Xia, Junior Sister Han, and Fellow Daoist Song to come and save me. I am truly somewhat ashamed."

Seeing He Mengxin still blaming herself, Song Qingming hurriedly comforted her: "You and I are close friends, not to mention that the fellow daoist had an accident around my Song family. How could I sit idly by when I know about this matter."

"This group of thieves has been hiding in Yunwu Mountain, and they will inevitably be a disaster for my Song family in the future. Even without the fellow daoist's matter, I would have come to the door sooner or later."

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

Seeing the look of resentment still on He Mengxin's face, Song Qingming nodded slightly and continued:

"Fellow Daoist He has just woken up, and the magic power in her body is still empty. It is better to recover her own spiritual power first, and then I will explain this matter to you slowly in a moment!"

Hearing Song Qingming's reminder, He Mengxin felt that because she had been sleeping for a long time, the magic power in her body had lost more than half, and she hurriedly checked her waist.

Finding that her storage magic tool was still hanging well on her belt, she was somewhat surprised and hurriedly took out a few spirit stones and a pill from it, and began to meditate on the spot to recover her own magic power.

Seeing this, Song Qingming also turned to Han Yutong's side and, according to the method just now, successfully lifted the restriction on Han Yutong and woke her up.

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

Hearing the news that Wu Xiang had fallen, He Mengxin and Han Yutong were both surprised, and they could not believe that the Senior Brother Wu, who had a high cultivation base in their hearts, had already ceased to exist so quickly.

Especially He Mengxin, who was the cause of this matter, was even more self-blaming in her heart at this moment.

"It's all my fault for leaving the sect without permission and accidentally falling into the hands of the evildoers, which led to Senior Brother Wu falling here to save me. Senior Sister Xia, how should I explain this matter to the Supreme Elder after I go back?"

Seeing He Mengxin looking at her, Xia Mo didn't want to explain too much and replied directly: "Junior Sister He, the matter of you leaving the sect without permission will be investigated by the Law Enforcement Hall after you go back."

"As for Senior Brother Wu falling because of this, it is not your fault. I think Master will not blame you after she goes back."

After comforting He Mengxin, Xia Mo's gaze turned to Song Qingming on the side, and she took He Mengxin and the other forward to take the initiative to cup her hands to him:

"Fellow Daoist Song, today, thanks to your help, we were able to escape danger smoothly and rescue Junior Sister He. Please accept a bow from us first."

"Junior Sister He's body has not yet recovered, I want to take her to Red Flame Workshop to stay for a few days before returning to the East Sea. Can Fellow Daoist Song provide us with some convenience?"

Seeing Xia Mo suddenly so polite, Song Qingming was somewhat surprised and hurriedly waved his hands at them: "Fairy Xia is too polite. Red Flame Workshop does not refuse outside cultivators. You can do as you please in this matter. However, the spiritual energy there is not sufficient. If several fellow daoists don't mind, why not stay at Funiu Mountain for a few days."

"That's not necessary. We are just staying for a few days until Junior Sister He recovers and then we will leave immediately. This small matter is not a big deal, so we won't go to Funiu Mountain to disturb you." Xia Mo declined Song Qingming's kindness.

Song Qingming did not force it too much, nodded slightly and replied: "That's fine, then follow the wishes of several fellow daoists! Please wait a moment, I will go and get some things and come back immediately."

After agreeing with Xia Mo and the others, Song Qingming returned to the location of the battlefield just now and put away the "Heavenly Dipper Five Elements Array" he had set up.

There were also the damaged array disks left by the white-haired old man on the battlefield after the "Yin-Yang Eight Extremes Array" was broken, and the several array flags nearby were all taken into Song Qingming's hands.

Although this "Yin-Yang Eight Extremes Array" was damaged a lot when Xia Mo broke the array, Song Qingming studied the way of arrays, and his current array level was not low.

As long as he could find suitable materials in the future, there was still a great chance to try to repair this grand array.

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

"Since Fellow Daoist Song has some interest in this array, then you should take this thing first. Fellow Daoist's way of arrays is already so proficient, maybe there will really be a chance to repair this array in the future."

"Hehe! Fairy Xia is overestimating me. This array's grade is not low, and the materials needed for repair are all hard-to-find things. How could it be so easy to repair it completely."

"I have always been interested in the way of arrays in my spare time of cultivation, and I just thought of tinkering with it in my spare time when I take it back."

Seeing the missing array flags handed over by Xia Mo, Song Qingming was suddenly happy, took the array flags, and happily put them into his storage magic tool.

"This array can drive Yin-Yang water and fire, and the spiritual objects needed for repair should also be relatively common high-grade spiritual objects of water and fire, which should not be too hard to find."

"I remember that there is just a third-grade high-grade Water Cloud Stone in the sect, which should be useful for repairing this array."

"If you go to the East Sea next time, you can bring a similar spiritual object to the Hundred Flowers Palace, and I can come forward to help you exchange for this thing."

Hearing what Xia Mo said, Song Qingming was suddenly happy and hurriedly cupped his hands: "Oh! Then Song will thank the Fairy first."

"After I go back, I will study this array first to see how much confidence I have in repairing it. If it is really feasible, I will definitely visit your sect next time I go to the East Sea." "Hmm! Then it's a deal, I will definitely wait for your arrival at that time."

After saying this, Xia Mo waved her hand and took out the flying car she had used before, took Song Qingming and the others together, and turned into an escape light and left "Fish Dragon Mountain." —— On a barren mountain more than ten miles outside "Funiu Mountain," a young man in white was sitting in a small cave on the east side of the mountain top, carefully watching the Song family's spirit mountain not far in front of him.

Suddenly, this white-clothed man felt something unusual in the storage bag at his waist.

With a solemn face, he hurriedly took out a spirit talisman that had turned somewhat black from his storage bag.

"Third Grand-Uncle!"

Seeing the spirit talisman in front of him, which had originally been flawless and white, quickly turn into a pile of ashes visible to the naked eye, the white-clothed man's face suddenly changed, revealing a very terrified expression.

This white-clothed man was named Wu Tianmu, and he was a blood descendant of Wu Xiang on "Ten Thousand Lakes Island."

Just because after Wu Tianmu built his foundation, he did not choose to join the "Hundred Flowers Palace" but became a loose cultivator. Except for Wu Xiang, the elder who had once supported his cultivation all the way, almost no one in the entire "Hundred Flowers Palace" knew his background.

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

Seeing the spirit talisman representing Wu Xiang's life and death turn into ashes, Wu Tianmu was stunned on the spot for a moment, not daring to believe it, before getting up and walking out of the cave where he was with a panicked face.

Afterward, he stared tightly at "Funiu Mountain" not far away for a glance, then decisively turned into an escape light and flew directly toward the south of Qinghe County, and his figure soon disappeared into the empty horizon.

From leaving "Red Flame Workshop" to rescue He Mengxin to the return of Song Qingming and the others, it had already been the sixth day. Having not received the news sent back by Song Qingming, Huang Siyuan, who was guarding "Funiu Mountain," had always been somewhat worried in her heart.

On this day, Huang Siyuan, who was drinking tea alone in the "Hui Xian Pavilion" on the mountain top, suddenly saw a white escape light flying toward the top of Funiu Mountain outside the window, and immediately got up and gathered her gaze on that white light.

Until she saw the white light outside turn into a figure she was very familiar with, a look of joy appeared on Huang Siyuan's face, and she hurriedly flew toward mid-air.

"Husband, was your trip smooth!"

Seeing Huang Siyuan who came to welcome him, Song Qingming hurriedly nodded to her with a smile and said: "It was not a demonic cultivator making trouble. We only encountered a few Golden Core loose cultivators hiding in the depths of Yunwu Mountain."

"Although there were some twists and turns, Fellow Daoist He is fine, and she has already been rescued safely by us."

Facing Huang Siyuan's concern, Song Qingming did not hide too much and hurriedly told her about the encounter he had with Xia Mo and the others these past few days.

Just because he had promised Xia Mo in advance, Song Qingming did not mention a word about the later matters of Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong, and directly counted all matters on the white-haired old man.

"Oh! That's good. You haven't sent a letter back these two days, and I thought you really had some accident. If you didn't come back tomorrow, I fear I would have to go to the sect to report this matter."

"Having said that, this group of bandit cultivators is really bold, actually daring to hide in Yunwu Mountain to do such evil things. If you hadn't discovered it in advance, I fear we wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully, and we wouldn't know when we would suffer from them."

"Don't worry, that side has already been completely solved by us, you can rest assured and go back to sleep peacefully." After Song Qingming chuckled, he took Huang Siyuan and returned to the mountain top together.

After several sudden changes in recent days, although Song Qingming was not injured in the great battle, his heart had always been very tense. Until this moment, when he returned home and heard Huang Siyuan's words of concern, he was truly relaxed.

Fortunately, although he was secretly calculated by others this time, Song Qingming did not encounter any major danger. In the end, not only did he return safely but also had a small harvest, which could be considered a comfort in the accident.

Thinking that he had also brought back a late-stage Golden Core cultivator's storage magic tool, Song Qingming, who had been somewhat tired, also revealed a look of relief on his face.

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

Song Qingming, who was casting spells on a black jade ring, moved his magic power and quickly cast a spell on the black jade ring in front of him.

With a golden spiritual light slowly covering the jade ring, until a "ding-ling" sound like a wind chime rang out, Song Qingming immediately took the black jade ring into his hand with an expectant face.

After returning to "Funiu Mountain" and resting well for two days, Song Qingming finally began to try to open the white-haired old man's storage magic tool.

Although the white-haired old man's array level was not low and he had set up many restrictions on his storage magic tool, these were not difficult things for Song Qingming, who was also a high-grade array master.

It only took a whole day for Song Qingming to successfully break all the restrictions on the black jade ring and open this storage magic tool he had been looking forward to.

Just as Song Qingming poured out all the spiritual objects inside the black jade ring, the clanging sound of spirit stones colliding startled Huang Siyuan, who was meditating and cultivating in the cave.

Seeing that Song Qingming had finally successfully opened his spoils of war, Huang Siyuan, who was somewhat curious, immediately followed him over.

"Wow! How can a loose cultivator have so many spirit stones? Husband, you have made a fortune this time!"

Seeing the sparkling spirit stones that had piled up into a small mountain in front of her, Huang Siyuan, who had just arrived beside Song Qingming, could not help but shout in surprise.

Searching so many spirit stones from the white-haired old man's storage bag at once, Song Qingming was also somewhat surprised to see this scene.

Although the other party was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator and his family wealth would certainly not be very low, the total of nearly a hundred thousand spirit stones still exceeded Song Qingming's expectations.

But on second thought, this white-haired old man was invited by Wu Xiang and Chen Yurong to help deal with Xia Mo, and the two of them must have spent a lot of price on this person to get him to take action. It is not so strange that there are so many spirit stones.

After sorting out these spirit stones, among the remaining spiritual objects of the white-haired old man, the more valuable ones were two magic treasures that reached the third grade.

One of them was a flying sword that Song Qingming had seen him use when fighting him, which was third-grade high-grade. The other magic treasure's quality was worse, only third-grade mid-grade, and it had no particularly powerful supernatural powers.

Originally, the white-haired old man also had a third-grade mid-grade defensive magic treasure with good defensive supernatural powers, but unfortunately, in the final battle, when resisting Xia Mo's attack, it was cut into two by the flying sword in her hand and completely destroyed.

However, even so, Song Qingming was already very satisfied to get two magic treasures of not low quality. Just the total value of these two magic treasures was at least fifty or sixty thousand spirit stones.

Although these two magic treasures were of no use to Song Qingming himself, who already had better quality magic treasures, Huang Siyuan and Song Qingyu and the others would still be able to use them in the future.

Besides this, Song Qingming also scavenged a few third-grade spirit talismans from inside, as well as a set of third-grade low-grade arrays of relatively average quality, which were considered more valuable spiritual objects, totaling twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones.

Other pills and some trivial spiritual objects were all relatively common things on the market, and adding them all up should only be worth a few thousand spirit stones.

There were also a few ordinary Golden Core stage cultivation techniques and secret arts, as well as some array classics that looked like they were compiled by the white-haired old man himself, which Song Qingming could only put aside for now.

The white-haired old man's array level was not lower than Song Qingming's, and his compiled array classics were still somewhat useful for Song Qingming to improve his array level.

Although Song Qingming could not use the Golden Core stage cultivation techniques, he could also put them into the family treasury and leave them for other younger clansmen to cultivate.

Although the Song family currently did not lack cultivation techniques for the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, there were not many Golden Core stage cultivation techniques. The family had only accumulated a few brought back from outside by Song Qingming over hundreds of years.

Among these cultivation technique classics, Song Qingming also found a scroll of the Blood Shadow Escape Technique that he was very interested in.

Previously, when fighting with the white-haired old man, Song Qingming had seen the other use it with his own eyes, and the speed increase was not slower than Song Qingming's "Nine Palaces Meteor Escape."

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

These cultivation technique classics were all very useful things, but there was no way to sell them directly for spirit stones, so they could not be calculated into the price of spirit stones for the time being.

After careful estimation by Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan, excluding these cultivation technique secret books, all the things on the white-haired old man, plus those hundred thousand spirit stones, totaled nearly three hundred thousand spirit stones.

For a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, although this net worth could not compare to ordinary large sect disciples, it was definitely considered relatively wealthy among loose cultivators, which was no wonder Huang Siyuan's face had always been blooming with joy.

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

"Siyuan, this magic tool has the same attribute as your cultivation technique, it just happens to be suitable for you, you take it first."

"Husband has made a fortune this time, and I have also followed to get some light, so I won't stand on ceremony with you."

Earlier, when she just saw this magic treasure, Huang Siyuan was somewhat moved. Seeing Song Qingming take it out on his own initiative, she did not refuse and took it directly into her hand.