Chapter 364: Liufeng Hall
Seeing that Song Qingming's tone seemed somewhat disappointed, Wind Crane smiled and replied: "That is indeed the case. However, this spatial magic tool is not an ordinary object. Even if there is nothing good in it, just this magic tool itself is an object pursued by many high-level cultivators. If you take it directly to a large auction, you should be able to exchange it for a lot of spirit stones. This is not considered getting rich yet!"
Hearing Wind Crane's words of comfort, Song Qingming's expression didn't change much, and his eyes were always on the green jade pendant he was holding in his hand.
He is now just a Foundation Establishment cultivator without much background. Holding such a spiritual item that only high-level cultivators can use, it is also very difficult for him to explain the origin of this thing clearly. If it is recognized that this thing comes from a demonic cultivator, he will not be able to explain it clearly at that time.
"Senior Wind Crane, do you have any way to open this thing in advance?"
Seeing that Song Qingming was still somewhat unwilling to give up, Wind Crane sighed and said: "This thing has already been added with restrictions by that demonic cultivator. If I hadn't lost my physical body, erasing these would naturally not be a difficult thing. It's just a pity that now I only rely on my primordial spirit to possess the puppet, and I have no way to use too much magic power to forcibly erase the restrictions on it."
"Since even Senior has no way, then this thing can only wait until later to see if there is a chance to open it." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he carefully put away this piece of green jade.
At dawn the next day, Song Qingming packed his luggage and set foot on the return journey again.
Black Stone Valley is six or seven thousand miles away from Qinghe County, separated by several counties and counties in the middle. On this journey, in order not to attract attention, Song Qingming tried his best to avoid crowded towns and walked in places with few people and quiet places. In this way, it took almost ten days to slowly return to Qinghe County.
When he was near Mount Funiu, the sky was already dark. In order not to alarm those family law enforcement teams on night duty on the mountain, before entering the mountain-protecting formation, Song Qingming specially put on the Spirit-Hiding Shirt to hide his figure.
After returning to Mount Funiu, Song Qingming immediately put away the long robes, bamboo hats, and other clothes he used to cover his identity outside, changed into the green Daoist robes he often wore on the mountain, and walked slowly toward the top of the mountain.
Just as he walked to the front of his cave dwelling at the top of the mountain, Song Qingming suddenly stopped and turned to look behind him with a look of surprise.
"Seventh Brother, how exactly do you cultivate your spiritual sense? I only approached you a little, why was I discovered by you so quickly."
Seeing Song Qingyu jump down from the mountain stone behind him, Song Qingming shook his head at her with a smile: "The Soul-Forging Technique cultivation technique was already given to you long ago. Cultivating spiritual sense is not like other cultivation techniques, you still have to put in some effort to have a harvest. If you are also willing to work as hard as I did back then, you will eventually be able to surpass me."
Song Qingyu walked up, looked at Song Qingming, and then looked at the cave dwelling gate that was still tightly closed behind him, and asked with some doubt: "Seventh Brother, did you go out for a trip and just come back from outside?"
Hearing Song Qingyu ask this, Song Qingming also knew that she should have seen some clues about him and guessed that he hadn't been in seclusion in the cave dwelling all the time.
"Qingyu, there are many people and many mouths on the mountain. You just need to know some things, and don't talk to others about me going down the mountain again. Do you remember?"
Seeing Song Qingming, who was always smiling in front of her on weekdays, suddenly become serious at this moment, Song Qingyu felt as if she understood something in her heart, and raised a pair of beautiful eyes to meet the gaze of Song Qingming looking at her firmly.
"Seventh Brother, don't worry, I know what to do. No matter what happens in the future, I will believe in you."
Song Qingming patted her shoulder lightly, and a look of relief slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned and walked into his cave dwelling.
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One year later, in the Immortal Phoenix Building of Qinghe Market.
Song Qingming was in a private room on the first floor of the restaurant, enjoying the delicious spiritual food on the table while flipping through the detailed accounts of the restaurant in recent years. On his left hand side stood his nephew Song Xinhu, who had already become the manager of the Immortal Phoenix Building.
More than ten years ago, Li Quan, who knew that his lifespan was about to run out, finally let go before he sat down and died, and agreed to his granddaughter Li Hongyu and Song Xinhu forming a Daoist couple. Three years ago, under the arrangement of his second sister Song Qingwan, the couple also officially took over the Immortal Phoenix Building.
After simply reading the account book in his hand, Song Qingming smiled and nodded at Song Xinhu standing beside him.
"Not bad! I thought that because Qinghe Market has been worse than before in recent years, the Immortal Phoenix Building would also be affected. I didn't expect that you would have increased some profits compared to usual this year. When I look back, I will tell your Fourteenth Aunt and let her record a merit for your couple in the family's Treasure Vault."
Song Xinhu, whose appearance was already that of a mature middle-aged man, hurriedly bowed and thanked the family's Supreme Elder in front of him after listening, took the account book handed back by Song Qingming, and retreated happily.
Not
Over these years, because the situation in the Floating Cloud Mountain Range had gradually stabilized, many rogue cultivators from Qinghe Market had left this place and begun heading north to seek opportunities. Consequently, business for the various shops in Qinghe Market had slowly worsened compared to before, and some of the poorly managed rogue cultivator shops in the market had even begun to close down for good.
After strolling slowly through the crowd, Song Qingming concealed his cultivation base, put on a black bamboo hat, and arrived at a shop named "Willow Wind Hall."
This was a shop that sold various low-grade spiritual items. The goods bought and sold in the store were very miscellaneous; magic tools, talismans, spiritual herbs, and elixirs were all available to some extent, but most were the lowest-grade, middle-to-low-quality spiritual items, with very few things of real value.
Several mortal assistants were busy in the shop organizing a pile of messy spiritual items that had just been acquired. Seeing another person suddenly walk into the shop entrance, a young mortal woman hurriedly tidied her appearance and went to greet them at the door.
"Immortal Master, what do you need? Our shop has all kinds of spiritual items. Would you like to take a look at our newly crafted puppet beasts?"
After glancing at the woman sideways, Song Qingming ignored her and walked straight into the shop, saying to a young man behind the counter who was dressed like a shopkeeper:
"Is your boss in the shop? I would like to find him to help me see if this set of formation flags can still be repaired."
Hearing Song Qingming ask this, the shopkeeper, who had been engrossed in reading a book and hadn't paid much attention to the customer entering the shop, immediately looked up at Song Qingming and the formation flags in his hand, then pointed toward the back of the shop and said, "The boss is in the back room; you can just go right in."
After Song Qingming walked into the back room, the shopkeeper's expression suddenly changed; he put away the book he had been so fond of and focused his attention on the shop entrance.
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