Chapter 781

Song Qingming could kill Qiu Wuxin quickly, just because he calculated against his opponent with technique restraint. He did not have enough confidence to confront top Jin Dan experts like Xiao Haoran and Han Feng, so seeing that the situation was not right, he could only retreat first to avoid it.

Fortunately, Han Feng and Xiao Haoran were fighting fiercely, and did not notice Song Qingming, who was hiding his figure and retreating quietly in the distance.

Taking this opportunity, Song Qingming also successfully stayed away from the two. Until he gradually left the range that their spiritual sense could cover, Song Qingming slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and accelerated his escape speed a little bit.

Just when Song Qingming thought he had gotten rid of Xiao Haoran and the two in the distance, a thunder light suddenly flashed under the ruins of the hall not far in front of him, heading straight for the position where Song Qingming was.

Just now, in order to avoid Xiao Haoran and the two, Song Qingming's attention had been focused on them and did not notice that his position had unknowingly arrived above a circular formation emitting white mist.

And this thunder light that attacked Song Qingming was emitted from the white mist formation below.

Seeing that the power of this thunder light was somewhat extraordinary, Song Qingming did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly revealed his figure and cast spells to release the natal magic treasure "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," transforming it into a huge bronze mirror to block in front of him.

The thunder light hit the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," splashing a burst of sparks and soon disappeared.

But before Song Qingming could breathe a sigh of relief and escape the attack range of the formation, more than a dozen thunder lights with not weak power attacked from the white mist below.

These thunder lights were extremely fast, instantly arriving in front of Song Qingming, directly gathering into a thunder net in mid-air, sealing Song Qingming's surroundings and trapping him firmly in the thunder net, making him unable to escape and leave.

And although Song Qingming relied on the natal magic treasure "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" to forcibly block the attack of these thunder lights, he was entangled by the thunder lights that appeared continuously below for a while, and could only be exhausted to deal with them and unable to leave forcibly.

And Xiao Haoran and Han Feng, who were fighting in the distance, also discovered the thunder light that appeared suddenly in the distance at this moment. Not knowing what happened here, they temporarily stopped fighting and approached Song Qingming's side.

Facing this sudden situation, Song Qingming also knew that he must have accidentally broken into the formation here and accidentally touched the restriction here, which is why he was continuously besieged by the white mist formation below. For a while, he could only blame his luck for being a bit bad in his heart.

Just now, he had already escaped to the edge of the "Wind Thunder Hall" and was only one step away from leaving here.

Unexpectedly, he would meet Xiao Haoran and Han Feng here. Before he could get rid of this danger, he accidentally touched the white mist formation halfway and was trapped in this restriction.

Seeing Xiao Haoran and Han Feng not far away, who had already discovered the movement on his side and approached, Song Qingming felt bad in his heart and hurriedly cast spells to take out a golden ball and hang it on top of his head.

A moment later, most of the surrounding thunder lights were suddenly adsorbed into the golden ball on top of Song Qingming's head, reducing a lot of pressure for him.

With the help of the "Thunder Gathering Bead," Song Qingming was finally able to free up his hands and cast spells again to try to rush out of the imprisonment of the surrounding thunder lights.

But when Song Qingming rushed out of the thunder net, a huge suction force suddenly came from the position of the white mist formation below, directly sucking Song Qingming over.

This suction force came very suddenly. By the time Song Qingming reacted and operated magic power to resist, he had already been sucked into the white mist below.

Before long, bursts of thunder sounds suddenly came from the white mist, followed by thunder lights flickering continuously around the entire white mist, and sparks flying out from time to time.

But not long after, when Xiao Haoran and Han Feng in the distance arrived here, those dazzling thunder lights and the white mist formation had already disappeared suddenly.

Only the palace ruins that had become broken walls and ruins remained around, as if nothing had happened here just now.

"Eh! What is going on? Just now I clearly saw such a powerful thunder light appear. It should be that someone touched the restriction nearby. Why is there no one here at this moment!"

After scanning the scene around, Han Feng, who arrived here first, frowned slightly.

And after Xiao Haoran arrived here, a look of surprise also appeared on his face, and then his gaze began to search carefully nearby.

After a while, Xiao Haoran, who was standing on the spot, suddenly raised his head and said to Han Feng seriously: "Fellow Daoist Han, could that thunder light just now be a blindfold you used to trick me here!

If you feel that you cannot defeat me and don't want to continue fighting with me, then just hand over the Thunder Infant Fruit in your hand to me.

I can guarantee that I will not trouble you anymore. Next, wherever your people from the Jade Sword Gate want to go, we will not block them.

How about it? Do you want to consider it, Fellow Daoist? There are restrictions and formations everywhere in this inner hall, so it can be seen that there are still many places hiding good things. Why do you and I have to waste time here all the time!"

Hearing the proposal in Xiao Haoran's mouth, Han Feng laughed and shook his head directly, refusing: "Hehe! Fellow Daoist Xiao, your words are a bit too arrogant.

I admit that you are indeed extraordinary in strength and worthy of being the number one Jin Dan expert in our Tianhai Cultivation World.

But Fellow Daoist Xiao wants to get the Thunder Infant Fruit from my hand with just a few words, this is a bit wishful thinking.

If you want to get this item from my hand, unless you can really beat me until I admit defeat, otherwise, even if I risk my life, I absolutely cannot give up this spiritual fruit."

Seeing the look of determination on Han Feng's face, his natal flying sword had already flown out of his body, ready to fight at any time.

Xiao Haoran did not intend to make a move at this moment, then suddenly let out a loud laugh and waved his hand directly at Han Feng not far away.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist Han can choose death over submission; you are indeed a person with a firm Dao heart and are not so easy to persuade.

Our six major sects had agreed in advance not to kill each other. If we continue to fight, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to decide the winner.

Fighting with you today can be considered very enjoyable. I think let's stop here between you and me!"

"What does Fellow Daoist mean by this? Are you going to let me leave!"

Seeing Xiao Haoran suddenly change his mind and no longer compete with himself for the Thunder Infant Fruit on his body, Han Feng also showed a trace of surprise and did not believe what the opponent said.

Seeing the doubt on Han Feng's face, Xiao Haoran responded directly by nodding to him: "There are still many places in the secret realm hiding good things. I don't want to keep fighting with Fellow Daoist Han here, and in the end, I will give other opportunities and spiritual objects to others.

This place is only opened once every hundred years after all. By the time it opens next time, you and I might have already reached the Nascent Soul realm and won't have the chance to come in again. Let's not easily miss this good opportunity to find opportunities.

Fellow Daoist Han, don't you think so!"

"Fellow Daoist Xiao's words are correct. This spiritual fruit is a task entrusted by my master. If it weren't for you constantly forcing me, how would I want to waste time with you here? I would have wanted to go to other places to find opportunities long ago.

Since you have figured it out, I won't stay here to accompany you. I will ask for advice from you another day when I have the chance. Farewell!"

Confirming that Xiao Haoran really did not want to fight with himself anymore, Han Feng did not hesitate too much and hurriedly turned into a light to stay away from this place.

Facing Han Feng's departure, Xiao Haoran, who was standing on the spot, did not choose to block him. After the opponent's figure stayed away from this place, he turned his gaze to look below.

"It can't be wrong. Why is this smell so similar to the Thunder Infant Fruit? The person who touched the thunder light restriction just now should be carrying a Thunder Infant Fruit!

No matter where you are hiding now, I will definitely be able to find you!"

Just when Xiao Haoran arrived here, he happened to smell a trace of the residual smell left by the "Thunder Infant Fruit" on Song Qingming, and he also quickly deduced that there might be a cultivator hiding nearby carrying a "Thunder Infant Fruit."

Xiao Haoran had fought with Han Feng for so long, but he still could not take down his opponent and grab the "Thunder Infant Fruit" on his body.

Compared to Han Feng, whose strength was not much different from his own, no matter who this hidden opponent was, for Xiao Haoran, it must be easier to deal with than Han Feng.

Therefore, after discovering that there might be a "Thunder Infant Fruit" hidden here, Xiao Haoran immediately changed his mind, let Han Feng go, and shifted his target to this strange cultivator.

After muttering to himself, Xiao Haoran first took out a sound transmission talisman and notified the nearby fellow sect cultivators of his location.

Subsequently, his figure fell from mid-air and began to search carefully in the ruins below, looking for places where someone might be hiding. ——Outside the secret realm, by the seaside thousands of miles away from "Wind Thunder Island."

A figure wearing a green robe was standing alone on a huge reef by the sea, his gaze fixed on the sunset slowly falling into the sea above the horizon in the distance.

Before long, a white light suddenly flew from not far behind the green-robed person and landed beside him.

Immediately following, a young man wearing green clothes walked out of the white light and bowed respectfully to the green-robed person.

"Senior! Everything is ready over there, and the Heaven-Stirring Five Elements Array has also been set up according to your requirements!"

Hearing the report from the person behind him, Feng He turned around and withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly to Song Yuanli and replied: "Hmm! You did a good job. Next, just wait for Little Brother Song to come back! Rest assured, as long as this matter can be completed smoothly, I will definitely not treat you badly. If you have any spiritual objects you want, you can also tell me first, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Senior has the great kindness of teaching and preaching to me. It is only right for the junior to come and help. How dare I ask for spiritual objects from Senior!" Facing Song Yuanli's refusal of his kindness, Feng He did not show much surprise and said directly with a serious face:

"I have known Song Qingming for more than a hundred years. The reason why I saved you in the Lu State back then, although it was a bit of fate, was actually looking at his face.

And the reason why I supported you to successfully form the core was also to contribute to your helping me take revenge now. I just need a reliable Jin Dan cultivator to help."

"This, so it is like this!"

Hearing Feng He suddenly change his attitude and directly confess the reasons and purposes for saving his life and supporting his core formation, Song Yuanli was slightly stunned.

Seeing the look of disappointment on Song Yuanli's face, Feng He continued to smile and said: "Therefore, if you want to talk about repaying kindness, you should be more grateful to Song Qingming, not me!

I am a person who doesn't like to owe others any favors. There is still half a month left. If you have thought about what you need, just tell me directly. It will be too late to come to me after this matter is over."

"Senior's words are known to the junior, but the junior really has no requirements for you.

Seventh Granduncle has taught us since childhood that we cultivators should repay the kindness of a drop of water with a gushing spring. No matter for what reason Senior saved me back then, the junior will remember this kindness."

"Hehe... you are really a bit pedantic, wanting to remember a small kindness for a lifetime! In this cultivation world, there are many people who repay kindness with enmity and forget righteousness for profit. Even Song Qingming, do you think he has really never done anything against his conscience?"

Seeing that Song Yuanli still insisted on not letting go of this kindness easily, Feng He couldn't help but shake his head and teach him a lesson, but his words could not shake Song Yuanli's inner thoughts.

"Senior, Seventh Granduncle also taught us that it is very difficult to have a perfect person in this world. If a good person encounters a situation where he cannot help himself, he might also do bad things because of this.

I believe that Seventh Granduncle, even if he has done things against his conscience, it was a last resort!"

Seeing the very firm look in Song Yuanli's eyes, Feng He was also stunned on the spot for a while, and it took a while before he sighed and turned to look at the sea in front.

"You go back first! That kid Song Qingming is more shrewd than you and shouldn't have any trouble. Next, I have to leave for a while, and I will come back on time in half a month."

After giving instructions to Song Yuanli, Feng He waved his hand and took out a flying boat with an ordinary appearance, then turned into a cyan light and disappeared from the spot soon. ——Inside the secret realm, in the "Wind Thunder Hall."

Luo Liangshan took a few people from "Falling Maple Valley" and stood above a forest destroyed by cultivators fighting, carefully searching for abnormal situations nearby.

"Sect Master Senior Brother, we have been searching for several days in a row, but we still haven't found Junior Brother Qiu's figure, and the Star Gathering Plate doesn't show Junior Brother Qiu's natal talisman seal. Is it possible that Junior Brother Qiu is not nearby at all?

If Junior Brother really encountered any accident, see if we should send someone out first to report this matter to the Chen Chen Laozu."

"Junior Brother Li, no. The matter of Junior Brother Qiu's disappearance has not been concluded yet. It is better not to rush to inform the Senior Uncle. If Junior Brother Qiu is fine, he will definitely blame us for this later.

Junior Brother Qiu is the person the sect wants to cultivate to form the Nascent Soul in the future. If he is fine, it's okay. If something really happens, the Senior Uncle will definitely blame us. Let's hurry up and find him first!"

Luo Liangshan, who showed a look of difficulty, heard what the person beside him said, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Two Junior Brothers, let's wait a few more days, and we will search the surrounding area carefully again.

If there is still no news of Junior Brother Qiu after three days, then we will discuss whether to inform Senior Uncle Qiu, but before this, everyone must not let others know about this."

Since Qiu Wuxin's disappearance, these few days have also made Luo Liangshan fall into a period of contemplation.

As the Sect Master, he also has a chance to form the Nascent Soul, but Luo Liangshan failed his first impact on the Nascent Soul realm. Facing Qiu Wuxin, who was deeply favored by the sect's Chen Chen Laozu, he had already found it difficult to compete with the opponent.

But at this moment, Qiu Wuxin's sudden disappearance made the hope he had already lost in his heart revive again.

Luo Liangshan did not truly hope that Qiu Wuxin would die here, but if the opponent really unfortunately fell here, it might not be a bad thing for him. Perhaps this is also an opportunity to change his destiny in the future.

Hearing Luo Liangshan's decision, the other people in "Falling Maple Valley" did not say anything more, but their expressions were different, and they all had their own thoughts.

And above a palace ruin hundreds of miles away from them, the people of "Qingyang Gate" also showed a look of difficulty and were searching carefully in the ruins.

Xiao Haoran, who was standing in mid-air, was sitting on a flying boat at this moment, holding a book and flipping through it slowly, not caring about those fellow sect members who were busy below.

Not far away, a tall and thin man carefully approached another fat-faced old man beside him and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Wu, we have been searching for three days in a row and have turned this place over, but we haven't seen the restriction formation mentioned by Senior Brother Xiao at all.

Do you think Senior Brother Xiao might have made a mistake? There is no one hidden here at all, and that guy might have already escaped!"

The fat-faced old man sighed when he heard this: "I also feel a bit strange, but this matter was seen by Senior Brother Xiao with his own eyes. If you don't believe it, why don't you go and ask him?"

"This, how dare I go alone? I wanted to ask your opinion. If you also feel something is wrong, then we will go and talk about it together, so as not to be busy here blindly."

"Don't, at most we will stay here for a few more days. I don't want to accompany you to be this bird that sticks its head out. Why don't you go and ask Chen Xuan and the others? Anyway, I don't want to go."

Hearing his companion's proposal, the fat-faced cultivator looked at Xiao Haoran, who was concentrating on reading not far away, hurriedly shook his head, and then turned and left the spot.

And at this time, their conversation had unfortunately fallen into the ears of Xiao Haoran high in the sky.

"Strange! It's been so long, haven't we found it yet?"

Xiao Haoran, with a look of doubt, took the initiative to put away the book in his hand. After scanning the surroundings, his figure flashed and came to the side of a white-haired old man below.

"Chen Xuan, how is it? Have you found any restrictions nearby?"

Facing Xiao Haoran's inquiry, the white-haired old man sighed and shook his head directly: "I and Junior Brother Wu and the others have searched the surrounding dozens of miles for the past few days.

Except for finding a few restrictions that had been broken by others long ago, we haven't found any new formation restrictions, nor have we found any traces of cultivators active nearby."

"How could this be? I clearly saw that guy disappear nearby after touching the restriction.

And I have been guarding here all the time. If he came out and escaped, he would definitely not be able to avoid my eyes, unless he is still hiding somewhere we haven't found! But there are no restriction formations nearby. This is strange. Where did he hide?"

Hearing the doubt in Xiao Haoran's mouth, the white-haired old man didn't know how to answer for a while. After hesitating for a moment on the spot, he carefully said: "By the way, Junior Brother Xiao, the situation you mentioned reminds me of something I heard before. I don't know if it will have anything to do with this."

"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother!"

The white-haired old man smiled and waved his hand: "I also heard about this from another Senior Brother when I came in two hundred years ago. It is somewhat similar to the situation you mentioned, Junior Brother.

It is said that in this Wind Thunder Hall, some people have encountered a special restriction before. Just like the teleportation array outside, after the cultivator triggers it, he will be sent directly hundreds of miles away, and there are also those who are swallowed by it and die directly in the spatial channel of teleportation.

If what you saw is true, Junior Brother, the restriction triggered by this person might be this kind. Perhaps he has already fallen in the spatial channel, or he has been sent hundreds of miles away and left this vicinity."

"How is this possible? Even if it is a teleportation array, there should be a formation left on the spot, but no similar formation restriction has been found nearby."

Hearing Xiao Haoran's inquiry, the white-haired old man could only shake his head helplessly: "I am just suspecting and saying it, not sure if it is true.

Junior Brother also knows that many restrictions in this Wind Thunder Hall have not been recorded much outside, and even the six major sects keep this secret from each other.

In the notes left by the seniors of our Qingyang Gate, there is no record similar to what you said, Junior Brother. It is indeed difficult to know what happened."

"Hmm! Chen Xuan is right. Then let's search carefully again. If not, let's go and see elsewhere!"

For several consecutive days, the people of "Qingyang Gate" had no gains. Seeing that everyone had no patience, Xiao Haoran could only change his thoughts. ——Song Qingming, who was being painstakingly searched by the people of "Qingyang Gate," was standing in a circular stone room with a headache at this moment, carefully looking at a tall stone tablet in front of him.

This stone tablet was carved from a whole piece of bluestone, with some majestic palace patterns drawn on it, like a map, and a full-body portrait of a man holding a treasure sword and wearing a Daoist robe on the back.

Except for these patterns, not a single word appeared on the stone tablet, making it impossible for people to see what the characters and palaces drawn on it referred to for a while.

That day, after Song Qingming was involved in the suddenly appearing white mist restriction, he immediately suffered a fierce attack from the surrounding thunder light.

Fortunately, he was still carrying the "Thunder Gathering Bead" on his head at that time to help him offset most of the power of the thunder light, so Song Qingming did not suffer too much damage.

Just when Song Qingming was holding the "Thunder Gathering Bead" and wanted to rush out of the white mist, unexpectedly, a burst of dizziness occurred, and he was teleported to this mysterious stone room. (End of this chapter)