Chapter 265: Black Stone Valley

Seeing Song Qingming agree readily, several Carefree Sect cultivators, including Bai Yunhua, cast friendly smiles at him.

"Since Fellow Daoist Song has already agreed, let's set off immediately without delay. It will be busy again when we arrive at Black Stone Valley."

After the middle-aged man who spoke just now exchanged glances with several other fellow disciples, he quickly made a decision.

Half an hour later, a black spiritual boat flew across the side of Guyang Mountain and quickly turned to fly east.

On the flying spiritual boat, besides Song Qingming and the four Carefree Sect Law Enforcement Hall deacons, including Bai Yunhua, there were also three Qi Refining stage Carefree Sect disciples, all of whom were blood relatives of the disciples who went out with Song Qingze and disappeared this time.

They are the backup existence for this operation. In case Song Qingming can't find those missing disciples, they can only work on them.

After all, the Carefree Sect is the absolute hegemon of the Wei Kingdom. So many disciples disappeared, and their families have already come to the door. If they don't give an explanation quickly, it will definitely affect the sect's reputation if it spreads out. To clarify this matter sooner, the Law Enforcement Hall also spent a lot of effort this time.

Everyone took turns consuming spiritual power to drive the spiritual boat, and the speed was much faster than usual, reaching a thousand miles a day.

Looking at the spiritual boat under his feet, Song Qingming was really envious. This is a unique spiritual object in the Carefree Sect, and except for the Carefree Sect cultivators, very few outsiders can get this kind of spiritual boat.

The spiritual boat they took this time was taken out by the middle-aged man who was steering at the back, Senior Brother Wang in Bai Yunhua's mouth. It can carry ten people at a time, and its flight speed far exceeds that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators flying with swords. The flying boat can not only be used for transportation but is also a favorable magic tool for chasing and fleeing.

Ever since Song Qingming established his foundation, he has always wanted such a spiritual object. It's just a pity that, like high-grade puppet beasts, the spiritual boat is also an important strategic material in the Carefree Sect and almost never circulates to the markets outside.

Cultivators in the Wei Kingdom who can own spiritual boats basically buy them from other countries, or those Foundation Establishment cultivators who have made great contributions to the Carefree Sect will have the opportunity to exchange for a spiritual boat from the Carefree Sect.

Whether it is a large market like Yangshan Market or the auction of the Heavenly Pill Alliance at White Dragon Mountain, Song Qingming has never had the opportunity to see the appearance of this kind of spiritual object. This is also one of the few major regrets after he established his foundation. I don't know when he will have the opportunity to get his wish.

After the spiritual boat walked east for three days, everyone passed through a small market and soon came to a gray small mountain without any vitality.

Looking at the desolate scene below, everyone had already guessed that the destination this time should be arriving soon.

Sure enough, the spiritual boat flew forward for dozens of miles and landed on a relatively flat gray ground.

"Everyone, get down and prepare first. Ahead is Black Stone Valley."

The one who spoke was still the middle-aged man who drove the spiritual boat, and he was also the leader of this mission.

Through these few days of acquaintance, Song Qingming also understood the situation of these few people.

Besides Bai Yunhua, among the remaining three, the one with the highest cultivation is the middle-aged man who led the team, named Wang Mengxiao.

The other two, the older old man, calling himself Hu Zhongxing, hadn't said a word along the way and was a person who liked to be quiet. The younger one was slightly shorter, named Yang Cheng, a cultivator from a loose cultivator background. This person's luck was very good. After joining the Carefree Sect, he not only successfully established his foundation but also became a relatively rare second-grade alchemist.

The remaining three Qi Refining stage disciples have been sitting with so many Foundation Establishment seniors for these few days, which is really bitter for them. Until now, they are still trembling and dare not speak loudly.

After everyone got off the spiritual boat, Wang Mengxiao directly put away the spiritual boat, took everyone to walk a distance forward, and came to a valley entrance where two mountains intersected.

Song Qingming looked around and found that it was indeed as recorded in the ancient texts. The surroundings were bare, and not even a weed could be seen. The places surrounding both ends of the valley were all a piece of black stones that seemed to have been burned by charcoal fire.

It is rumored that tens of thousands of years ago, this place was still a high-grade spiritual land with birds singing and flowers fragrant, only because two late-stage Yuan Ying cultivators didn't know the reason and had a life-and-death battle here.

As a result, the two fought for several days and nights, and in the end, both were defeated and didn't get any benefits. They also smashed the spiritual vein here into pieces, turning a good place into a dead land of absolute spirit, and even many low-grade cultivators and mortals who didn't have time to escape suffered. It can be said that the gain was not worth the loss and damaged the heaven's way.

The fighting of high-grade cultivators is often the first to suffer for low-grade cultivators and mortals. This is also a fact in the cultivation world that is very difficult for people to accept. In the eyes of high-grade cultivators, the mortals at the bottom are just like ants, and few high-grade cultivators will care about their life and death.

Seeing that the fighting of Yuan Ying level cultivators can have such great destructive power, Song Qingming really dare not think about what scene it would be if Hua Shen cultivators took action.

After arriving at the valley entrance, Wang Mengxiao stopped first, took out a yellow talisman paper and placed it in his hand, and then began to cast spells until the talisman paper lit up with spiritual light, and then he turned his head to look at Song Qingming with a smile.

At this time, Song Qingming had long been prepared, and a drop of essence blood from his body had already shot towards the talisman paper in Wang Mengxiao's hand.

After a burst of fire ignited, the talisman paper in Wang Mengxiao's hand slowly turned into a pile of ashes, and then a wisp of green smoke emerged.

"How is it, Senior Brother Wang, did you find them?"

Wang Mengxiao didn't answer immediately, but first slowly put away the spell, and then carefully looked at the green smoke rising from the ashes in his hand before slowly saying, "Found it, according to the green smoke, they are in the valley."

This blood-line connection method of Wang Mengxiao is really somewhat magical. Being able to find Song Qingze, who has been missing for several months, so quickly is really a useful spell. It's just a pity that this is someone else's unique secret technique, and it is really difficult for him to learn this.

According to the green smoke in the ashes in Wang Mengxiao's hand, everyone entered the valley and came to a relatively small cave, walking forward slowly.

Besides the three Qi Refining stage disciples who stayed outside to be responsible for responding to them, Song Qingming also followed them into the cave.

Looking at the narrow cave and thinking of the dead land in the valley, Song Qingming really dare not think about what kind of person would build his cave dwelling here.