Chapter 763

After bowing and responding, Song Qingming followed Feng He into "Liufeng Hall."

As a century-old shop opened in "Qinghe Square," "Liufeng Hall" was located in a relatively peripheral area of the marketplace, always keeping a low profile and not attracting attention, and there were not many customers coming and going in the shop every day.

At this time, the two mortal clerks in the shop's lobby were busy greeting a customer to purchase spiritual items. Seeing Feng He leading Song Qingming in, they immediately cast a curious look.

However, before they could ask, an elderly man at the Qi Refining stage standing behind the counter immediately walked up to greet them and respectfully led the two to the back hall.

After arriving at the room where he lived and inviting Song Qingming to sit down, Feng He took out a paper package, handed it to the shopkeeper on the side, and gave a few instructions.

Before long, a pot of spiritual tea emitting a faint fragrance was brought up by the shopkeeper.

"Little Brother Song, this tea was not easy for me to get. You try a sip first and see how it tastes!"

Picking up the spiritual tea on the table and sniffing it gently near his nose, the fragrance was very light and there was nothing special about it, only a faint hint of the unique fragrance of peach wood.

Afterward, Song Qingming brought the tea to his mouth and took a small sip. As soon as the tea entered his abdomen, Song Qingming immediately felt a very rich spiritual energy rushing straight to his dantian, causing a look of surprise to appear on his face instantly.

The spiritual tea that Song Qingming usually drank was mostly low-grade spiritual tea of the first or second grade. The spiritual energy contained in it was very limited and could only satisfy his appetite, and the help to his cultivation was not that obvious.

And the spiritual tea that Feng He took out looked ordinary, but the spiritual energy inside was no weaker than the third-grade elixirs that Song Qingming usually took for cultivation. This whole cup of spiritual tea would probably save him half a month of hard cultivation. It could be considered the most high-grade spiritual tea Song Qingming had drunk in these years.

"I didn't expect this tea to have such rich spiritual energy. I fear its grade is extraordinary. Today, thanks to Senior's blessing, I have really opened my eyes."

Hearing Song Qingming's words of praise, Feng He picked up the spiritual tea on the table and drank it in one gulp before smiling and saying: "This tea was brought back by me from Tianhai a few years ago. It is the unique Green Peach Tea from Peach Blossom Mountain of the Green Wood Sect.

On the market, just a package of such spiritual tea costs at least eight thousand spirit stones, and it is not something ordinary people can buy.

I know you like to taste tea, so I specially brought a package for you to try. You keep the rest!"

"Oh! This really makes Senior go to a lot of trouble."

Song Qingming nodded with a smile, but did not rush to accept the spiritual tea on the table. After a pause, he continued to speak to Feng He:

"Senior came to find me this time, it shouldn't be just for tasting tea, right? Is it that there is news about the matter we agreed upon last time?"

An hour ago, when he received a message from Song Yuanfang at "Chifeng Square," Song Qingming saw the three words "Liufeng Hall" in the corner of the letter and learned that it was Feng He looking for him. He had already roughly guessed the purpose of his trip.

It had been almost six years since the agreement he made with Feng He near "Guyang Mountain." Feng He coming to find him at this time must be for this matter.

Seeing Song Qingming take the initiative to ask about his purpose, Feng He was silent for a moment, and his face slowly became somewhat serious.

"That's right, I came to find you this time for this matter."

After Feng He finished speaking, his right hand waved gently, and in the blink of an eye, a sound-insulation barrier was set up beside the two of them.

Song Qingming, who rarely saw Feng He so serious, also understood that his next words were very important, so he immediately pricked up his ears and focused all his attention on Feng He.

"I agreed with you back then to give you a Nascent Soul opportunity. Now that I have prepared everything on my side, it is time to tell you everything about this matter.

I wonder if you have any understanding of the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation?"

"The Tianhai world of immortal cultivation, Senior must be talking about the Tianhai Alliance in the south of the Lu Guo! I met Senior when I was fighting against the Tianhai Alliance near the front line of the Lu Guo back then, so I have naturally heard some things about the Tianhai Alliance.

However, I have been cultivating for so many years and have never really been to the Tianhai Alliance, so my knowledge of things there is limited to hearsay and cannot be considered very understanding.

Why did Senior suddenly ask about the Tianhai Alliance? Could it be that the enemy who harmed Senior Feng He back then was a cultivator of the Tianhai Alliance?"

Hearing Feng He suddenly mention the "Tianhai Alliance," Song Qingming immediately recalled the situation when the two met on the front line of the Lu Guo.

Back then, Feng He was in trouble on the border of the Lu Guo, and Song Qingming had long guessed that it was indeed very likely that he had fled north from the "Tianhai Alliance" to the Lu Guo.

However, over the years, because the "Tianhai Alliance" had been fighting against the cultivators of the Fuyun Mountain Range in the north, there had been no communication between the cultivators of the two sides.

Therefore, Song Qingming's understanding of the "Tianhai Alliance" over the years had been very limited, and he had no way to determine whether Feng He was originally a cultivator of the "Tianhai Alliance."

Now hearing Feng He take the initiative to mention the "Tianhai Alliance," Song Qingming immediately understood that he should not have guessed wrong; he had indeed fled from there to the Fuyun Mountain Range back then."

Feng He nodded calmly upon hearing this, and then continued: "You guessed right. The life-and-death enemy I want to deal with comes from the Tianhai Alliance.

And I was originally a cultivator of the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation, but because I was blind and didn't recognize people, I was plotted against and ended up having to possess someone else's body to recultivate."

Speaking of this, Feng He suddenly paused and sat there with a dull look, as if he had fallen into a memory. After a while, he came back to his senses and continued to speak to Song Qingming: "Little Brother Song, since you don't know much about the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation, you must listen carefully to what I say next.

There is an ancient secret realm in the southeast sea area of the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation, which opens once every hundred years. Every time that happens, countless Golden Core cultivators will swarm to the secret realm to look for treasures.

And the Nascent Soul opportunity I told you about is in this secret realm."

"May I ask Senior, what exactly is this Nascent Soul opportunity, and how can I obtain it?" Upon hearing Feng He mention the Nascent Soul opportunity, the look in Song Qingming's eyes became serious again.

"In that ancient secret realm, there is a fourth-grade spiritual fruit tree. Every hundred years, it can mature a few fourth-grade spiritual fruits, all of which are of great help to cultivators in condensing a Nascent Soul.

As long as you can snatch one and take it when you condense your Nascent Soul in the future, you will have at least a ten percent higher probability of condensing a Nascent Soul.

To tell you the truth, when I successfully condensed my Nascent Soul for the first time, I had taken one of the spiritual fruits I just mentioned, and relying on the help of this item, I successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul realm in one go when I broke through the realm during my closed-door cultivation."

"Increasing the probability of condensing a Nascent Soul by more than ten percent, so to speak, the fourth-grade spiritual fruit Senior mentioned is really not an ordinary item. There are not many spiritual items in the world of immortal cultivation that can have this effect!"

Feng He nodded slightly upon hearing this and said: "Don't worry, I didn't exaggerate the effect of this item just now. When you go to the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation in the future, you will know if you just find a place to ask about the Thunder Infant Fruit.

However, although the Thunder Infant Fruit is good, it is not so easy to obtain. If you want to snatch food from the tiger's mouth from those big sects in the secret realm, you must be mentally prepared."

"If even those Nascent Soul sects will participate, how can I, a single Golden Core cultivator, snatch such a Nascent Soul-condensing spiritual item? Could it be that Senior will also take action personally at that time?"

Facing Song Qingming's somewhat confused inquiry, Feng He shook his head directly: "That place is too dangerous for me now, and I have no way to get close to it.

Don't worry, every time that ancient secret realm opens, the many Nascent Soul sects in the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation will have an agreement not to let Nascent Soul cultivators enter it.

Everything in the secret realm, including this Thunder Infant Fruit, is limited to competition among Golden Core cultivators. As long as you can snatch this item and come out alive, no one will dare to trouble you on the spot."

"Oh! In that case, it is indeed worth a try to go in. The person Senior wants me to kill should also be one of those Nascent Soul sects, right?" Hearing Feng He's explanation, Song Qingming breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask.

Seeing this, Feng He nodded directly to Song Qingming to confirm: "That's right, the person I want you to kill is a core disciple of one of those Nascent Soul sects.

According to my estimation, after this person enters that ancient secret realm, he will definitely be able to snatch a Thunder Infant Fruit if there are no accidents.

You don't need to compete with them for the Thunder Infant Fruit. Just wait until this person successfully obtains the spiritual fruit, then find an opportunity to kill him, and everything on him, including this Thunder Infant Fruit, will be yours."

"Senior's plan is indeed very good, but after going in, how can I find the other party, and whether I can successfully kill the opponent is not an easy thing. Does Senior have any other ways to help me succeed?"

Hearing the worry in Song Qingming's words, Feng He immediately replied confidently: "You can rest assured about these things. I have already arranged them for you.

When I came to find you, I said that I had something in my hand that could crack the opponent's cultivation technique. In fact, the cultivation technique this person practices was created by me personally back then.

As long as you memorize this manual, even if his cultivation and magic power are higher than yours, killing him will not be too difficult.

As for how to find his hiding place at that time, that is also not a difficult matter. I will tell you the method when the time comes."

After Feng He finished speaking, he took out a manual from his storage bag and threw it directly to Song Qingming.

Song Qingming, who received the manual, probed it with his forehead. Sure enough, as Feng He said, it recorded various ways to specifically crack a cultivation technique. Moreover, every cracking method on it was written in great detail, and even the magic treasures the opponent might use and the accompanying supernatural powers were inferred clearly. Obviously, he had spent a lot of energy on this.

I don't know what kind of relationship this person has with Feng He, but he actually chose to practice the cultivation technique he founded. This point really surprised Song Qingming.

After confirming that the content in the manual was not different from what Feng He said, the nervous look on Song Qingming's face slowly relaxed, and he calmly put the manual directly into his storage magic treasure.

"Since Senior has already arranged it so properly, I will naturally do my best when the time comes. No matter whether I can get this Thunder Infant Fruit or not, I will not go back on what I promised Senior."

"Good! Little Brother Song, with your words, I can rest assured.

The opening time of that ancient secret realm is still about a year away. If Little Brother Song has no other questions, let's agree to set off in half a year.

When we arrive at the Tianhai world of immortal cultivation, I will tell you other detailed situations. During this period, please read this manual more, so as not to make any mistakes when the time comes."

Hearing Feng He's instructions, Song Qingming hurriedly bowed and responded: "Senior, please rest assured. This matter is related to my life and my future path of cultivation, so how could I not be cautious."

In addition to wanting to fulfill the promise he made back then to help Feng He take revenge, Song Qingming's cultivation had now reached the eighth level of Golden Core, and he was not far from impacting the Nascent Soul realm.

But living in a place like the Fuyun Mountain Range where resources were relatively barren, for a cultivator like him who came from an ordinary immortal cultivation family, being able to cultivate to the Golden Core realm was already the limit. Wanting to condense a Nascent Soul without a special opportunity was absolutely impossible.

Among the thousands of cultivators in the Wei Guo world of immortal cultivation, only the "Xiaoyao Sect" had the ability to find fourth-grade spiritual items that assisted in condensing a Nascent Soul outside.

Even though Song Qingming still had two fourth-grade spiritual herbs he brought out from the "Tianyuan Sect" spiritual herb garden, he had not heard of any way to exchange for Nascent Soul-condensing spiritual items for so many years.

Although his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Golden Core, Song Qingming had been relatively lost for these years about how he should impact the Nascent Soul realm in the future.

Now that he had finally received news of a Nascent Soul opportunity from Feng He, he naturally did not want to miss it easily. Even if he had to take some risks, it was worth a try for Song Qingming.

Hearing Song Qingming's answer, Feng He immediately nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Hmm! I am naturally at ease with you, Little Brother, otherwise I wouldn't have come here specially to ask for your help.

In order to make the next plan more secure, I still need to find a few helpers to go together and cannot stay here all the time. If you have anything urgent to find me, use the spiritual talisman I gave you last time to contact me.

Half a year later, I will come here to find you." After Feng He finished speaking, he smiled and added another cup of spiritual tea for Song Qingming.

Since getting to know Feng He, every time Song Qingming met him, he was alone. Hearing that Feng He was going to find helpers this time, he was somewhat surprised in his heart.

"It seems that the opponent they are going to face this time is indeed not easy to deal with. Even if Feng He has carefully prepared for many years, he does not have absolute confidence in this."

The matter of being harmed by his enemy back then made Feng He extremely cautious in his conduct. It is estimated that he will not completely show his cards to himself until the end.

Although there were still some doubts in his heart, Song Qingming did not say much about it. He picked up the spiritual tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, then stood up and bowed to Feng He: "Then I will listen to Senior's arrangements for everything!"

After agreeing with Feng He, Song Qingming did not stay for long. After tasting a few cups of spiritual tea, he said goodbye to Feng He, put on his bamboo hat, and left "Liufeng Hall."

After Song Qingming left, Feng He sat alone in the room for a long time before taking the initiative to walk out and come to the shop lobby outside.

Seeing Feng He, the shopkeeper of "Liufeng Hall" hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Proprietor, I have already asked them to put away the stalls outside. Should they be set up again?"

Upon hearing this, Feng He waved his hand directly: "No need. I will leave here in a while. You can just take the remaining puppet beasts on the stall and sell them!

Also, the business of the nearby shops seems to be not bad. Why is it that there are always few people coming in here? You should also pay more attention."

After speaking, Feng He ignored the surprised shopkeeper on the side and walked directly out of "Liufeng Hall." Soon, his figure disappeared into the crowd coming and going on the marketplace street. —— In the most prosperous area in the middle of the "Qinghe Square" street, the surrounding crowd was bustling, and from time to time, the shouting of clerks from nearby shops to attract customers on the street could be heard.

The shops opened in this core area of the marketplace were basically the industries of immortal cultivation families above Foundation Establishment in Qinghe County, and every year, these shops with good business could bring them a lot of profit.

Among them, there was a restaurant called "Xianfeng Tower," and the golden sign hanging on it was particularly eye-catching. Almost everyone who passed by the entrance of the restaurant would show a look of longing after seeing it.

What was somewhat strange was that "Xianfeng Tower," which was usually booming with business all year round, was very quiet at the entrance today, and even hung up a sign that it was no longer welcoming guests.

There were also a few clerks standing at the entrance, blocking those customers who didn't notice, reminding them that they couldn't welcome guests today and that if they wanted to eat, they would have to wait until next time.

In another smaller restaurant opposite "Xianfeng Tower," a middle-aged man with a round face who was drinking wine saw this strange scene and asked his friend sitting on the side with curiosity: "I originally wanted to invite Brother Li to Xianfeng Tower to taste the Cuiyun Carp, but unfortunately, it's not a good time today. I don't know what happened. Why did Xianfeng Tower suddenly close for business for no reason?"

After speaking, there was some regret on the round-faced man's face, as if he felt sorry for not being able to enter "Xianfeng Tower" today.

"Sigh! Little Brother, don't be so polite. Isn't it the same wherever you eat? If you want to go to Xianfeng Tower, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Why be in such a hurry?"

Hearing his friend's comfort, the round-faced man's expression looked a little better, and he said softly:

"I heard that it seems like a distinguished guest came to Xianfeng Tower today. It was to entertain this person well and not let too many people disturb them that they specially closed for business. I just don't know who this distinguished guest is today to have such a big style."

"Oh! To be able to make Xianfeng Tower specially close for business to entertain, this person is really not simple. We can just see the other party sitting here. Let's take a closer look later to see which senior has such a big face to make Xianfeng Tower entertain so carefully."

Just as the two were talking, a young man in green clothes suddenly walked onto the street and stopped at the entrance of "Xianfeng Tower."

After this person's eyes scanned the sign hanging at the entrance of "Xianfeng Tower" refusing guests, he didn't pay attention and walked directly toward the inside of the restaurant with big strides.

What was somewhat strange was that the clerks at the entrance saw this green-clothed man coming, but they didn't step forward to stop him as before, but lowered their heads respectfully to him and let him walk directly into "Xianfeng Tower."

"Sigh, Brother Li, this kid looks unremarkable. He wouldn't be the distinguished guest that Xianfeng Tower specially entertained, would he?" Seeing the green-clothed man walk directly into "Xianfeng Tower," the round-faced cultivator sitting here asked somewhat casually.

However, what made him somewhat strange was that as soon as his voice fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even his friend who had been chatting and laughing with him just now suddenly had no sound.

The round-faced man turned around and saw that the guests at the other tables eating nearby were all looking at him in shock, as if they had heard something incredible.

"Fellow Daoist, you must have drunk too much, not even recognizing Ancestor Song. What are you talking nonsense about? Do you not want to live anymore!"

"He is Ancestor... Ancestor Song!"

Hearing his friend's explanation at the same table, the round-faced cultivator was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat and hurriedly looked carefully at the "Xianfeng Tower" opposite. Finding that no one on the opposite side noticed him, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling the strange looks coming from around him, the two of them had no intention of eating at this moment, so they hurriedly stood up, went downstairs to pay the bill, and left the restaurant with a panicked expression.

Song Qingming, standing by the window on the second floor of "Xianfeng Tower," happened to see the two people walking out from the opposite side, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Just as Song Qingming was looking at the street below, a slight knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the private room. Before long, Song Yuanhao led Xu Qingyin and Li Xiuning, the two Senior and Junior Sisters, into the room.

"Seventh Grand-Uncle, this is Fellow Daoist Li, she is also Fellow Daoist Xu's fellow sect member."

As soon as they entered the room, Song Yuanhao stepped forward to introduce the two women to Song Qingming, and then Xu Qingyin and the other woman hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Song Qingming.

"Juniors Xu Qingyin and Li Xiuning pay respects to Senior Song!"

After scanning the two women, Song Qingming waved his hand slightly to signal them to stand up first, then walked directly to Li Xiuning, whose complexion was still somewhat pale, and asked calmly: "When did you refine the Recovery Pill last time?"

"Reporting to Senior, this junior went into closed-door cultivation to refine the elixir and heal my injuries half a year ago. It has been three or four months since then. The meridians in my body that were injured were almost healed.

It's just that I don't know why the spiritual energy in my body has never been able to circulate normally. As long as I absorb a little more spiritual energy, I will feel unbearable stinging pain in my dantian. I have already taken many elixirs, but they still have no effect."

Hearing Li Xiuning's answer, Song Qingming nodded slightly without saying much, then closed his eyes and reached out his finger to point at the other party's forehead.

Seeing this, knowing that Song Qingming wanted to use his spiritual sense to probe her body, Li Xiuning immediately took the initiative to cooperate and stood in place, not daring to move around.

At this moment, Song Yuanhao and Xu Qingyin, who were standing on the side, saw this scene, but their expressions became somewhat nervous, their eyes fixed on Song Qingming, waiting for the results of the next probe.

After a long while, Song Qingming slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his spiritual sense. After putting down his finger, a look of solemnity slowly appeared on his face.