Qinghe County, above the top of "Funiu Mountain".
Song Qingming stood by the third floor window of the family’s “Huixian Pavilion”.
Where you look at it, the entire "Funiu Mountain" penetrates straight into the sky, and the bluestone green leaves on the mountain seem to grow naturally on the sea of clouds.
Around the top of the mountain, there are various tall pavilions and towers everywhere in the mountain. White clouds pass by the wind, and the entire Lingshan seems to make people feel as if they have entered a fairyland.
The family has been here for hundreds of years. Today's "Funiu Mountain" is no longer what the Song family first came here, but the immortal cultivation clan that dominates the entire Northeast of the Wei Kingdom.
When he was young, he started practicing with his family elders on Lingshan. It has been three hundred years since Song Qingming.
He also gradually became a ignorant Qi Refining Cultivator who had just entered the Tao and became a Nascent Soul Ancestor who stood at the top of the Immortal Cultivation World.
Time flies, and the people around him fly away clearly, but it has not changed much of his own appearance.
Song Qingming, who is standing on the top of the mountain, looked at the familiar and very novel scenery at the foot of the mountain, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"Brother Qi! What are you thinking?"
Just as Song Qingming was thinking, a green figure had already come to his side with a smile and asked curiously.
Returning to look at Song Qingyu beside him, Song Qingming shook his head gently, and said calmly: "It's just a look at the scenery and remembering some past events."
"I came out in seclusion for a few years, but I didn't expect that going up the mountain changed so much, although it was much better than when we were young.
However, I always feel that there are a lot of things missing in my memory over the years, which makes people feel a little bit missed when I was on the mountain."
"People always have to grow up. Now that there are so many people in the family, how can they never change?
The two of us can have a place to practice on the top of the mountain, so don't think so much about the others!"
After saying that, Song Qingming turned around and walked to the wooden table beside him, and sat down cross-legged.
In addition to two tea cups, there is also a very exquisite chess board on the table, with dozens of black and white chess pieces densely placed above, like a chess game that has not been finished.
Feets of eyes were facing each other, Song Qingming turned his eyes and swept the chess game on the table, raised his hand and took out a black piece from the side and fell directly.
Seeing this, Song Qingyu didn't say much, and Baizi quickly followed him down, and the two of them continued the game that had not yet been played on the table.
Whether it is Song Qingming or Song Qingyu, both of them are high-level cultivators who have entered the high-level level of the immortal cultivation world.
But at this moment, they were rarely very enthused in the chess game. Soon, the entire third floor of the "Huixian Pavilion" had no sound of speaking, leaving only the crisp ticking sound of the occasionally falling chess pieces.
It was just that the speed of two people playing chess fell rapidly from the beginning, and the back quickly became much slower.
Until the end, when it was Song Qingyu's turn, he held the chess piece in his hand for a long time and couldn't fall, which made the entire hall suddenly fall into silence.
Just as the two were extremely involved in the game, a figure below the "Huixian Pavilion" suddenly walked up from the bottom of the stairs.
"Report to the two ancestors! Elder Yuanhao is asking for a meeting."
Hearding the sound coming from not far away, Song Qingyu frowned slightly, put down the chess piece in his hand, turned around and spoke to him:
"I didn't say that I want to play chess with Brother Qi. If there is no urgent matter, don't come up to disturb us."
"The elder said there was an urgent matter, and said it was a news from Guyang Mountain!"
Hearing the unhappy words from Song Qingyu, the little girl of the Song family standing at the entrance of the stairs could only grit her teeth and answer again.
Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly waved to him and said, "It's okay, let Yuan Hao come up first!"
After the little girl left, Song Qingyu immediately threw the chess piece in her hand back into the chessboard with an unhappy look, and stood up.
"I finally played the game but was interrupted at the critical moment. I have been in a state of peace recently. Brother Qi, I didn't lose this game. I will definitely beat you next time!"
"Well! If you play chess, you won't be in a hurry to win or lose.
Since you have the confidence to study, your chess skills will sooner or later surpass me."
Seeing Song Qingyu's unyielding look, Song Qingming smiled slightly on his face, and without saying much, he got up and took her to the chair beside him and sat down.
As soon as the two of them sat down, Song Yuanhao appeared in the hall and took the initiative to step forward and bowed to the two.
Song Qingming waved his hand to him and immediately asked with a calm expression:
"Yuan Hao! Is there any news from the sect coming?"
Hearing this, Song Yuanhao immediately took out a letter from his body and cast a spell and handed it to Song Qingming. "Report to the clan leader, he just received a letter from Guyang Mountain this morning. Taiyuefang in the south was attacked by beast tide. Senior Sister Yun has brought people to support him.
Also, news came from the Tianxing Gate of Zheng State in the east of the previous month, and a large number of traces of monsters were found in the north. It is very likely that the monsters in Chiyun Mountain have started to move south in advance.
This is a letter sent by Senior Sister Xu himself, so we should be more careful and be careful to prevent the monsters in the northern border from moving south in advance."
"The front line of Baishifang, there is no movement at the moment, right?"
After taking the letter from Song Yuanhao's hand, Song Qingming nodded slightly and asked him softly.
"Don't worry, the Sixteenth Brother has been urging the front line of Baishifang for the past half month.
It's been normal in the north recently, and we have not found any signs of monsters going south.
It is estimated that it was the last time that Jinyu Mountain was beaten to hurt by us. The Molong Demon Emperor dared not go south easily. He had to wait until other places to fight first before they could take the opportunity to move."
"Well! Since that's the case, then look at the north first!
Remember, if there is any news about the northern monsters in the future, no matter how big or small, you must report to me at any time to prevent any accidents."
"Don't worry, we know these things in our minds, and we will never dare to neglect them easily."
After bowing and responding, Song Yuanhao smiled at Song Qingming and the others and continued, "Class leader, grandma!
There is a happy event today, and Yuanhao wants to report to you both."
"Oh! What's the good news? Yuan Hao, please tell me."
Suddenly hearing Song Yuanhao say the good news. Song Qingyu, who was sitting beside him, immediately put down the tea cup in his hand and turned to look at the other party with interest.
At this time, Song Qingming also had a look of curiosity on his face, looking forward to what kind of happy event was hidden in Song Yuanhao's mouth.
Seeing this, Song Yuanhao did not pause too much, and said to the two of them directly: "Report to my grandmother, when the family ascended the immortals a few days ago, the monks in Mujiao Town at the foot of the mountain also held a meeting to ascend to the immortals.
Unexpectedly, this Immortal Conference was a bit strange, and a pair of twin sons with spiritual roots were found.
And one of the children was also a cultivation genius with a strange spiritual root after being confirmed by the family. "
"The twin sons are indeed rare! "
There are very rare among mortals who have spiritual roots, and the "Straight Spirit Root" monks are among them.
For hundreds of years, the Song family has established a clan, and now there are thousands of monks, most of whom are ordinary third or fourth spiritual root monks like Song Qingming and Song Qingyu.
Further up, people with dual attributes and spiritual qualifications can count the entire family with one hand, and they are all the targets of the family's focus on training.
The only cultivator of the family's spiritual roots for hundreds of years was "Song Yuanhao" who stood in front of the two and had successfully formed a golden elixir.
When hearing that another child with a qualification for a strange spiritual root was found at the foot of the mountain, Song Qingming and Song Qingyu both had an accident on their faces, and then they all showed a look of happiness. "It is a rare event for the family to meet such a happy event. Where are those two children? Let me take them to see." "Today I met the patriarch, and I specially brought them up and downstairs.
I also ask the patriarch and grandma to wait, and I will bring them here. "
Seeing that Song Qingming and the others were impatient to see the family genius who had just climbed the mountain, Song Yuanhao nodded quickly and then walked downstairs quickly.
After a while, two boys with a hint of nervousness on their faces were led by Song Yuanhao to the lobby of the third floor of the "Huixian Pavilion".
"Greetings to the ancestor! "
As soon as they fell to the ground, the two of them felt a very gentle magic power, and they helped them up on the ground.
Before they could react, the next moment, a very tall figure flashed in front of them.
"Relax, don't be nervous!"
Hearing a soft voice came into his ears, the two of them felt a big hand covered on their heads, and then they seemed to be directly controlled by someone, and they couldn't even make a sound for a moment.
A moment later, as two different colors of inspiration appeared from them, Song Qingming and Song Qingyu next to him suddenly showed a hint of joy on their faces. "That's right, like Senior Brother Lu, he has the qualification of the Wind-attributed Spirit Root!
The family is well-trained, and he should be expected to be able to form a pill in the future. "
The Senior Brother Lu mentioned by Song Qingming is Lu Boyang, the former elder of the Jindan of the "Xiaoyao Sect". He is also a cultivator with a "Wind Spirit Root".
The cultivator with a "wind spirit root" is not only rare in the Song family, but also in the entire Taiwei Immortal Cultivator.
The tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire "Xiaoyao Sect", among which there are less than ten cultivators with a "single" with a "single" are now.
According to the past situation of the sect, almost half of them have the hope of successfully forming pills in the future.
Song Yuanhao, the only "Straight Spirit Root" cultivator of the Song family, successfully formed a pill a few years ago, breaking the record of the entire family.
It did it, something that even the patriarch Song Qingming did not do at the beginning.
In addition to the "Heaven Spirit Root" monk who is rare in a thousand years, the "Straight Spirit Root" monk is undoubtedly the best cultivation talent in the world of immortal cultivation.
Seeing the two younger generations in front of us, one with a very rare "superior spiritual root" in the wind attribute, and the other is a little worse, but it is also a good qualification for the three spiritual roots.
Song Qingming nodded with great relief on his face, and then put his hands off their foreheads.
"By the way, there are no wind-attributed techniques in the Golden Pavilion at home?"
Hearing Song Qingming's inquiry, Song Yuanhao nodded quickly and replied:
"I had already asked the day before yesterday. Currently, there is only one wind-attributed technique in the Sutra Pavilion that has been incomplete, and can only be practiced to the early stage of foundation building.
However, don't worry, I had already sent a message to the sect a few days ago and asked, there are still complete Golden-Self-stage exercises suitable for the Fengling Root cultivator. The family's exercises can be practiced first. After building the foundation, he is considering whether to go to the sect to exchange for subsequent exercises."
"Well, let's go here for now!
Let him go to the family school to practice for a few years, and after he becomes familiar with the cultivation method, let him follow you to practice.
Don't go down the mountain easily before building a foundation."
"Yuan Hao received the order!"
"By the way, Uncle Seven.
These two children have just been up the mountain for a few days, and the family has not had time to change their names. Since we have the chance to see you today.
It would be better to bother Uncle Qi and continue the family tree to them, which is also their chance to create. ”
”Yes! Let me think about it. "
Hearing that Song Yuanhao asked him to change his two children, Song Qingming stood there and was silent for a moment before continuing to speak: "Now that the family has passed down to the Yu generation. They are the eleventh generation monks, so let's take it as the word Anping!
The brother is safe and the younger brother is peaceful, which means that the family will be peaceful and peaceful in the future.
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I also hope that everyone can survive the next turmoil in the monsters. ”
”Thank you to the clan leader to give your name! "
Hearing Song Yuanhao's urging on the side, Song Yu'an and Song Yuping, who were still a little confused, hurriedly bowed to the ground.
As soon as the two children got up, Song Qingming waved his hand with a happy look on his face, took out a blue jade plaque from his body and handed it to the hand of the child with a strange spirit root Song Yuping.
"This magic weapon can automatically resist the full blown attack of the foundation-building monk for you.
Take it close to you, and if you encounter any danger in the future, it can save your life."
"Thank you, the leader!"
Seeing the beautifully-looking green jade plaque in Song Qingming's hand, Song Yuping nodded quickly, stepped forward and took the jade plaque with a high face.
Seeing that his younger brother had such an exquisite spiritual object, a little envious look appeared on Song Yu'an's face next to him, and his eyes were fixed on the blue jade plate.
What he didn't expect was that the next moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of his eyes, and a golden talisman appeared in front of Song Yu'an.
"Although this top-grade talisman is not as valuable as that of the jade talisman, it is also a good protective object.
Since you are here today, you are destined to be, this talisman will be given to you."
Seeing that he also has a gift, a hint of excitement flashed in Song Yu'an's eyes, and he hurried forward to thank him and took the golden talisman from Song Qingming's hand.
Song Qingming had just given the spiritual object here, and Song Qingyu, who was beside him, suddenly got up and walked over. "Brother Seven, although these two children have high qualifications, you are biased to them in the future, so it will not be a good thing for them in the future.
This is how it is! I am adding a little to you. We can't say that our elders are biased in the future." After Song Qingyu finished speaking, he moved his magic power and two more medium-grade spirit stones were added, which directly stuffed them into Song Yu'an's hands.
Seeing that the thing Song Qingyu took out was actually a medium-grade spirit stone, Song Qingming smiled helplessly, shook his head and said:
"You are precise in calculations, but this spirit stone is given to him now, so people may cause trouble again when they see it.
Yuan Hao, please take it for him first, and when his cultivation breaks through the middle stage of Qi refining in the future, I will repay him."
"Yuan Hao knows!"
Hearing Song Qingming's advice, Song Yuanhao nodded quickly with a smile, then took the spirit stone, and led Song Yu'an and Song Yuping to leave the "Huixian Pavilion".
After Song Yuanhao and others left, Song Qingming walked to the window and couldn't help but pick up the message "Guyang Mountain" that had just received.
With his eyes glanced at the letter in his hand again, Song Qingming couldn't help but show a little doubt on his face. "There is movement in the east and south, but the north is so peaceful, which is a bit strange!"
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Ten thousand miles away, there is a cave door deep in the "Taiyue Lake".
The "Golden Horned Demon Emperor" wearing a golden crown looked at the water mansion that was tightly closed in front of him, and couldn't help but pace anxiously in place.
After a long time, the gate of the Water Mansion suddenly opened.
Immediately afterwards, a giant blue tortoise with two white beards on the corner of his mouth and a huge turtle shell on his back walked out of the cave.
"His Royal Highness Golden Horn! My ancestor is still in seclusion now, and I'm afraid he won't have time to see you these days."
"What? The Iron Wall Demon Emperor is still in seclusion.
Last time when I came, the Iron Wall Demon Emperor was still discussing with me about the next issue of sending troops to the human race. How could he suddenly go into seclusion at this time?"
Hearing the news from the green giant turtle, the "Golden Horned Demon Emperor" changed his face and immediately asked with a puzzled look.
Seeing the "Golden Horned Demon Emperor" suddenly stared at him coldly, the green giant turtle was so scared that he bowed to him and said with a respectful look: "Your Highness doesn't know that my ancestor has been practicing for so many years, and has long been at the verge of breaking through the bottleneck.
For hundreds of years, the ancestor often went into seclusion immediately whenever he was touched in his heart. This is no longer a strange thing.
Some time ago, the ancestor happened to have some insights when tasting wine, so he closed the door directly. At this time, it was really hard for us to go in and disturb him!"
"This is not possible!
Now, news has been heard from the north that a large number of demon tribes in the northern border have gone south, and it is soon the expansion opportunity of our demon tribe that is rare in a century.
Only if we don't take the initiative, we will not have such a good opportunity in the future and we can only sit in the trap.
Please report again, and say that I have an urgent matter to meet fellow Taoist Tiebi.
If he doesn't see me, I will never leave this place easily today."
Facing the "Golden Horned Demon Emperor" with a very firm look in front of him, the green giant tortoise stood there hesitated for a while, but turned around and walked into the water palace with a helpless expression.
After a moment, the green giant turtle circled in the huge water palace and finally came under a huge rock. He saw a white-haired old man who was meditating and practicing. "What, he still didn't leave?" "Iron Wall Demon Emperor" who was meditating with closed eyes, felt the person in front of him, and immediately opened his eyes and asked.
Hearing this, the blue giant tortoise nodded with a somewhat ugly expression.
"Old Ancestor! His Highness Jinjiao suffered a loss last time at the hands of the human race. It seems that he would not give up this time." "Oh, I wanted to be quiet, but I really couldn't hide it." "Iron Wall Demon Emperor" shook his head gently, and a white tortoise shell magic weapon was thrown out with a flash of inspiration in his hand.
"Tell him that I will send troops to suppress the monks of the Star Sect of Wu Kingdom at that time.
We will not participate in the matters in the east, it depends on his own."
"Don't worry, ancestor, I'll tell His Highness Golden Horn right away!"
After the green giant tortoise left, the magic power flashed in the hand of the "Iron Wall Demon Emperor" and took out another bronze tortoise shell.
Casting the spell gently activates, and the bronze tortoise shell immediately rotates slowly in his hand.
After a while, as the tortoise shell slowly stopped rotating, the "Iron Wall Demon Emperor" looked at the distant east with a serious look.
"The wind is bad and the fire is different, it is an unlucky sign!"
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A month later, outside a market in Peiguo to the east of "Taiyue Lake".
Several low-level cultivators in Qi Refining are sailing in the "Taiyue Lake" with dozens of mortals on a wooden boat, wanting to go to Qianfangfang City.
Since the army of monsters conquered the southern part of Pei State, the entire Pei State's cultivators were killed and injured.
Although the monks of Pei State later relied on the help of the surrounding countries to regain the southern territory, the number of monks and tribes in Pei State is far inferior to their heyday.
There are only a few small boats sailing above the entire lake, and there are no traces of human race.
And when these people were driving the wooden boat, their eyes were always scanning the surroundings, their faces were very nervous, fearing that they would meet the fierce monsters in the lake at any time.
Just as the wooden boat was about to dock and everyone gradually felt nervous, a shout suddenly sounded from the back of the boat, causing everyone to look behind them.
I saw a white light suddenly appearing at the intersection of Tianshui in the distance.
The white light gradually becomes thicker from a distance, gradually forming a very dazzling white wave.
"It's a tide, the monster is coming, everyone run!"
Seeing the huge tide suddenly rising in the lake, everyone was shocked and hurriedly accelerated to the docking, abandoned the boat and ran directly to the market in the distance.
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Southeast of Wei State, "Taiyuefang".
Looking at the "mountain protection array" in the market, groups of monsters that were constantly attacking, Yun Nishang and another middle-aged man in green robe, both of them showed a bit of solemn expression on their faces.
"Junior Brother Zhao, there are many monsters coming this time, and there are probably some demon kings hidden among them. I'm afraid I'll work hard for a while."
"Hehe! They are all for the sect, so I'm polite.
Haha! Senior Sister Yun is in charge of the market. Even if one or two demon kings come, we are not afraid!"
The middle-aged man in green robe who talked to Yun Nishang, named Zhao Chengyun, is a Jindan cultivator from the Zhao family in "Donglin County", and is also a guest elder of the "Xiaoyao Sect".
Zhao Chengyun was a descendant of Zhao Xingtang's clan back then, and he was also a Jindan monk who had exhausted his family's strength before he could transform.
However, like Zhao Xingtang, Zhao Chengyun is also a fake pill monk who relies on external forces to form pills. His cultivation level is only at the first level of the Golden Pill.
Although they are all in the realm of golden elixir, Zhao Chengyun, who was standing behind Yun Nishang, had obviously a hint of awe on his face when he was talking to him.
As the two of them were talking, the army of monsters in the distance had already reached the formation of Fangshi and began to fight with the monks stationed in Fangshi.
At this time, a huge roar suddenly came from the group of monsters in the distance, making Yun Nishang and the others' faces appear in surprise.
"It's the Demon King here, please be careful." (End of this chapter)