Chapter 392

Now, because of the upcoming trading society, Mount Tuoyun has become very lively, both on the mountain and at its foot. From time to time, the spiritual light of Foundation Establishment cultivators controlling flying swords can be seen entering and exiting the formation.

Ever since the Core Formation cultivator Chen Jinliang occupied this third-grade spiritual vein, Mount Tuoyun has held a grand trading society almost every sixty years. To attract cultivators from other parts of Weiguo, Ancestor Chen brings out many high-grade spiritual items at every trading society.

Chen Jinliang is not only a veteran Core Formation cultivator but also an alchemist. Although his alchemy level is not as good as the two Core Formation Ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sect, he has methods to barely refine rare high-grade elixirs like the Foundation Establishment Pill. Almost every time he holds a trading society, he brings out a few as the grand finale items.

Song Qingming followed the two Huang family members to the foot of Mount Tuoyun. The few cultivators guarding the entrance saw the invitation in Huang Shengxin's hand and hurriedly sent a sound-transmission talisman inside. Before long, a middle-aged man wearing green Daoist robes walked over with a smile.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Huang. My master mentioned you to me a few days ago. I really didn't expect you to come in person for this trading society again. Please come in, fellow daoists. My master is chatting with a few daoists who just arrived at the Golden Jade Pavilion on the mountain. Fellow Daoist Huang, you have really come at a good time."

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Feng is too polite. The Mount Tuoyun trading society is a rare event once every few decades. As long as I can still walk, I won't miss it. Besides, this time it was an invitation written by Ancestor Chen himself. It is already a great honor for us to have the opportunity to see the old man."

Hearing Huang Shengxin address the middle-aged man as Fellow Daoist Feng, Song Qingming quickly guessed the identity of the person who had come.

Ancestor Chen of Mount Tuoyun has taken in nine personal disciples. The two disciples who joined his sect in his early years both stopped at the Foundation Establishment realm and have already passed away. The fifth disciple, Zhang Bufan, also died accidentally at the hands of demonic beasts some years ago. Now, only six remain alive.

These six disciples have all broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm. Among them, the only one with the surname Feng is the fourth disciple, Feng Yangde. This person's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment. Although Feng Yangde looks much younger than Huang Shengxin on the surface, in reality, Feng Yangde's lifespan is also approaching two hundred years. However, he has a Core Formation teacher to rely on; as long as Chen Jinliang is willing to support him at a critical moment, Feng Yangde might still have a chance at Core Formation in the future.

Among Chen Jinliang's six disciples, besides the fourth disciple Feng Yangde, two others have also reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment: the third disciple, Liang Wenxu, who has cultivated to the peak of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and the eighth disciple, Zhang Rong, who has just broken through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.

Among them, this eighth disciple, Zhang Rong, has even received the true transmission of Chen Jinliang's cultivation technique. He broke through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment at less than eighty years old, which is considered a genius-level figure even in the Xiaoyao Sect. His hope of Core Formation is the highest among his fellow disciples, and he is destined to inherit Chen Jinliang's mantle in the future.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you should have met my younger sister Sheng Yue when she came last time, so I won't introduce her much. This is Fellow Daoist Song from Mount Funiu, also a rising talent in my Qinghe County. He is also here with me to participate in the trading society this time. I hope you can make things convenient for us." After the two exchanged pleasantries, Huang Shengxin pointed to Song Qingming beside him and introduced him to Feng Yangde.

Hearing Huang Shengxin point him out, Feng Yangde finally shifted his gaze to Song Qingming. Seeing that the aura emitted by the relatively young-looking Song Qingming was already clearly no weaker than his own, a trace of surprise appeared on Feng Yangde's face.

"Since you came with Fellow Daoist Huang, you are naturally a friend of our Mount Tuoyun from now on. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Song to have already broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment at such a young age. You are truly a rare talent among our generation of cultivators. Pleased to meet you, pleased to meet you."

Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Feng is too polite. I am here with Fellow Daoist Huang to broaden my horizons. This is also my first time visiting your precious land to participate in a trading society. If there is any discourtesy, I hope you will forgive me."

"Easily said, easily said! Since Fellow Daoist Song is here to participate in our Mount Tuoyun trading society for the first time with two Fellow Daoists Huang, I don't think I need to introduce the rules of the trading society too much. If there is anything inconvenient to say on the mountain in the future, just come directly to find me."

After the group exchanged a few more pleasantries, under the personal guidance of Feng Yangde, Song Qingming and the others soon passed through the grand formation and entered Mount Tuoyun. As they walked slowly up the mountain, looking at the low-level rogue cultivators coming and going all over the mountain, Song Qingming...

Compared to other third-grade spiritual veins Song Qingming had visited, the spiritual energy of Mount Tuoyun appeared to be much thinner. Standing at the foot of the mountain, it even felt less concentrated than the spiritual energy of Mount Funiu. This is also because the number of rogue cultivators living on the mountain all year round is increasing. For these rogue cultivators, being able to have a fixed cave dwelling to cultivate in is already quite good, even if the spiritual energy is a bit thin, it is acceptable.

It wasn't until the group arrived at a market halfway up the mountain that Song Qingming felt the spiritual energy nearby gradually become more concentrated. This market was very different from the markets Song Qingming had seen in the past. Although the market covered a very large area, the shops inside basically traded in low-grade spiritual items, and spiritual items above the second grade were very rare.

Seeing the confusion in Song Qingming's eyes, Huang Siyuan, who was on the side, hurriedly explained with a smile:

"Mount Tuoyun is Ancestor Chen's spiritual mountain, so naturally, outsiders are not allowed to interfere with the business here. The good things are basically in the Golden Cloud Pavilion ahead. After we meet Ancestor Chen later, if Fellow Daoist Song is interested, you might as well stroll through the Golden Jade Pavilion with me to see if there are any suitable spiritual items."

"That would be excellent!"

After passing through numerous, densely packed small shops, a large building over twenty zhang high suddenly appeared before Song Qingming's eyes.

Compared to the somewhat dilapidated small shops he had just passed, this tall pavilion with the three large characters "Golden Cloud Pavilion" hanging on it was simply too conspicuous. Whether it was the decorations at the entrance or the bricks and wood used to build the pavilion, none were ordinary materials, and they would even reveal a dazzling spiritual light.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the Golden Cloud Pavilion, the spiritual sense within Song Qingming's body felt a trace of spiritual power fluctuation hidden in the surroundings. Only then did he realize that the entire pavilion in front of him had been set up with very powerful restrictions, and he couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face.

The guarding cultivators saw Feng Yangde and hurriedly stepped forward to bow, respectfully opening the door and inviting them in.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Qingming saw a few people chatting and drinking tea in the front hall. Sitting in the middle was a white-robed old man with a somewhat kind face. As soon as this old man saw Feng Yangde walk in, he immediately raised his eyes and looked toward the group.

Although it was his first time seeing the white-robed old man, Song Qingming still quickly felt the difference between him and the people around him. Among all the high-grade cultivators Song Qingming had seen, except for Fire Phoenix and that Xiaoyao Sect Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivator Bai Yu, this person gave him the most unfathomable feeling. It seems he must be that powerhouse Chen Jinliang, who has dominated northwestern Weiguo for hundreds of years.

"Master, Fellow Daoists Huang from Qinghe County have arrived."

"Greetings, Ancestor Chen!"

Chen Jinliang stood up and waved his hand at the group, ordering with a smile: "You young friends don't need to be too restrained, just sit down!"