Qinghe Immortal Clan

Qinghe County, on the top of "Funiu Mountain".

Song Qingming stood by the third-floor window of the family's "Huixian Pavilion".

As far as the eye can see, the entire "Funiu Mountain" reaches straight into the sky, and the bluestone and green leaves on the mountain seem to be naturally grown above the sea of ​​clouds.

All around the top of the mountain, various tall pavilions and towers are densely distributed throughout the mountain. White clouds pass by in the wind, and the entire sacred mountain seems to make people feel like they are walking into a fairyland.

The family has been established here for hundreds of years. Today's "Funiu Mountain" is no longer what it was when the Song family first came here. It has become a powerful immortal cultivation family that dominates the entire northeast of Wei State.

Song Qingming has been practicing in Lingshan since he was a child with his family elders. Three hundred years have passed.

And he also went from being a ignorant Qi Refining cultivator who had just entered the Tao to becoming a Nascent Soul ancestor who stood at the top of the world of immortal cultivation.

Time flies, and the people around him pass by, but his appearance has not changed much.

Now standing on the top of the mountain, Song Qingming looked at the scenery below the mountain which was somewhat familiar yet very novel, and his heart could not help but fall into deep thought.

"Seventh Brother! What are you thinking about?"

Just as Song Qingming was thinking, a green figure came to his side with a smile and asked curiously.

Turning around and taking a look at Song Qingyu beside him, Song Qingming shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"It's just looking at the scenery and recalling some past events."

“I’ve been in seclusion for a few years, and I didn’t expect the mountain to have changed so much, although it is indeed much more beautiful than when we were young.

However, I always feel that a lot of things are missing from my memory over the years, which makes me miss the way the mountain looked back then. "

Their eyes met, and Song Qingming turned his gaze to the chessboard on the table. He raised his hand, took out a black piece from the side and dropped it directly.

Song Qingyu didn't say much when he saw this. The white piece in his hand quickly fell down, and the two of them continued the chess game that had not been completed on the table.

Whether it is Song Qingming or Song Qingyu, both of them are high-level cultivators who have already entered the upper echelons of the immortal cultivation world.

But at this moment, the two of them were so absorbed in the chess game that soon the entire third floor of the "Huixian Pavilion" was silent, leaving only the occasional crisp clicking sound of chess pieces falling.

However, the speed at which the two played chess dropped rapidly at the beginning and soon 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 was unable to put it down, causing the entire hall to suddenly fall into silence.

Just when the two were extremely absorbed in the game of chess, a figure suddenly walked up from the bottom of the stairs at the bottom of "Huixian Pavilion".

"My two ancestors! Elder Yuan Hao wants to see you."

Hearing the voice coming from not far away, Song Qingyu frowned slightly, put down the chess piece in his hand, turned around and said:

"Didn't I just tell you that I'm going to play chess with Brother Seven? If there's nothing urgent, don't come up and disturb us."

"The elder said there was something urgent, and there was news from Guyang Mountain!"

Hearing the unhappy words from Song Qingyu's mouth, the little girl from the Song family who was standing at the stairs could only bite the bullet and answer again.

Seeing this, Song Qingming 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 his hand back into the board with an unhappy look on his face and stood up.

"I finally got to play a game of chess, but it was interrupted at the crucial moment. I've been feeling really uneasy lately.

Brother Qi, I didn’t lose this round, I will definitely beat you next time!"

"Well! When it comes to playing chess, there's no rush to win or lose.

Since you have the confidence to study hard, your chess skills will surpass mine sooner or later."

Seeing Song Qingyu's unyielding look, Song Qingming smiled slightly, didn't say much, stood up and took her to a chair 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 of them.

Song Qingming waved his hand and immediately asked calmly:

"Yuan Hao! What news has come from the sect?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanhao immediately took out a letter from his body and cast a spell to hand it to Song Qingming.

"Reporting to the clan leader, I just received a letter from Guyang Mountain this morning. Taiyuefang in the south was attacked by a beast tide. Senior Sister Yun has already led people to provide support.

Also, last month news came from the Tianxing Gate of Zheng State in the east that a large number of monsters had been spotted in the north. It was very likely that the monsters from Chiyun Mountain had already started to move south in advance.

This is a letter from Senior Sister Xu herself, asking us to be extra careful and be on guard against the northern border monsters moving south ahead of time."

"There's no movement at the White Lion Square front line, right?"

After taking the letter from Song Yuanhao, Song Qingming nodded slightly, glanced at it, and then asked him softly.

"Don't worry, clan leader. Brother Sixteen has been supervising the White Lion Square front line for the past half month.

Everything is normal in the north recently, and we haven't found any signs of monsters moving south.

I guess because we hurt Jinyu Mountain last time, the Black Dragon Demon King doesn't dare to go south easily. He will wait until fighting breaks out in other places before he takes the opportunity to move."

"Well! In that case, let's focus on the north first!

Remember, from now on, any news about the northern monsters, no matter how big or small, must be reported to me at any time to prevent any accidents."

"Don't worry, Patriarch. We are well aware of these matters and will never neglect them lightly."

After bowing his hands in response, Song Yuanhao smiled at Song Qingming and the others and continued, "Patriarch, great-aunt!

There is another happy event today, Yuan Hao wants to inform you two."

"Oh! What's the good news? Yuanhao, tell us quickly."

Suddenly hearing Song Yuanhao talking about happy events, Song Qingyu, who was sitting beside him drinking tea, immediately put down the teacup in her hand and looked at the other party with interest.

At this time, Song Qingming's face also showed a bit of curiosity, and he was looking forward to what good news Song Yuanhao was hiding.

Seeing this, Song Yuanhao did not pause for too long and directly spoke to the two of them:

“Reporting to my great-aunt, when the Youfeng family ascended to immortality a few days ago, the monks guarding the Mujiao Town at the foot of the mountain also held an ascension meeting.

Unexpectedly, this Ascension Conference was somewhat peculiar, as a pair of twins with spiritual roots were found among them.

Moreover, one of the children, after confirmation by the family, is a cultivation prodigy with extraordinary spiritual roots.”

"Twin sons with different spiritual roots are indeed rare!"

It is extremely rare to find mortals with spiritual roots, and cultivators with "extraordinary spiritual roots" are even rarer.

The Song family has been established for hundreds of years, and now has thousands of cultivators, most of whom are ordinary cultivators with three or four spiritual roots like Song Qingming and Song Qingyu.

There are so many people with dual-attribute spiritual roots in the entire family that they can be counted on one hand, and they are all the focus of the family's training.

Among them, the only cultivator with extraordinary spiritual roots in the family in hundreds of years is "Song Yuanhao", who is standing in front of the two of them and has successfully formed a golden elixir.

Upon hearing that another child with extraordinary spiritual roots was found at the foot of the mountain, Song Qingming and Song Qingyu were both surprised, and then they both showed happy expressions at the same time.

"Such a happy event is rare for a family. Where are the two children? Bring them here so I can see them."

“Today I met with the clan leader, and I brought them up specially. They are downstairs.

Please wait for a moment, Chief Clan Leader and Grand Aunt. I will bring them here right away."

Seeing that Song Qingming and the other two were somewhat impatient to meet the family prodigy who had just come up the mountain, Song Yuanhao nodded quickly and then walked quickly downstairs.

After a while, two boys, about eight or nine years old, with a hint of nervousness on their faces, came to the third floor lobby of "Huixian Pavilion" under the guidance of Song Yuanhao.

"Greetings, ancestor!"

As soon as they prostrated themselves on the ground, the two felt a very gentle magical power lifting them up from the ground.

Before the two of them could react, the next moment, a very tall figure flashed in front of them.

"Relax, don't be nervous!"

After hearing a soft voice, the two men felt as if a large hand was covering their heads. Then, their entire bodies seemed to be controlled by someone, and for a moment they could not even make a sound.

A moment later, as two rays of light of different colors emerged from them, Song Qingming and Song Qingyu beside him suddenly showed some joy on their faces.

"That's right, just like Senior Brother Lu, he has the spiritual root aptitude of wind attribute!

If the family nurtures him well, he should be able to form a pill in the future."

The Senior Brother Lu mentioned by Song Qingming is the former Jindan elder of the "Xiaoyao Sect", Lu Boyang. He is also a cultivator with special spiritual roots who possesses the "wind spiritual roots".

Practitioners with extraordinary spiritual roots are rare not only in the Song family, but also in the entire Wei Kingdom's cultivation world.

There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the entire "Xiaoyao Sect", but there are less than ten cultivators with special spiritual roots.

According to the sect’s past experience, almost half of them have the hope of successfully forming a pill in the future.

Song Yuanhao, the only cultivator with "extraordinary spiritual roots" in the Song family, successfully formed a pill a few years ago, breaking the record of the entire family.

He did it, something that even the clan leader Song Qingming had not been able to do.

Apart from the cultivators with "natural spiritual roots" who are rarely seen in a thousand years, the cultivators with "extraordinary spiritual roots" are undoubtedly the ones with the best cultivation talents in the world of immortal cultivation.

Looking at the two juniors in front of him, one possessed a very rare wind-attributed "exotic spiritual root", and the other, although a little worse, also had better qualifications of three spiritual roots.

Song Qingming nodded with a look of great satisfaction on his face, and then took his hands off their foreheads.

"By the way, is there no wind-attributed technique in the treasure house at home?"

Hearing Song Qingming's question, Song Yuanhao nodded and responded:

“I already asked the day before yesterday. Currently, there is only one incomplete wind-attributed technique in the Sutra Library, which can only be practiced to the initial stage of foundation building.

However, don't worry, Uncle Seventh. I have already sent a message to the sect a few days ago and asked about it. The sect still has a complete set of Jindan stage exercises suitable for cultivators with wind spiritual roots.

He can practice the family's skills first, and after building his foundation, he can consider whether to go to the sect to exchange for subsequent skills."

"Well, that's it for now!

Let him go to the family school to train for a few years first. After he is familiar with the practice method, let him practice beside you.

Before you build a foundation, you cannot easily go down the mountain."

"Yuan Hao obeys the order!"

"Oh, right, Seventh Uncle.

These two children have only been in the mountain for a few days, and the family has not had time to change their names. I am glad to have the opportunity to meet you today.

Why not trouble Uncle Seven to continue their family tree? This will be a great opportunity for them."

"Hmm! Let me think about it."

Hearing Song Yuanhao asking him to change the names of the two children, Song Qingming stood there in silence for a moment before continuing:

"Now that the family has passed down to the Yu generation, they are already the eleventh generation of cultivators, so let's name it Anping!

The elder brother's name is "An" and the younger brother's name is "Ping", which means the family will have peace and prosperity in the future.

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I also hope that everyone can survive the upcoming monster riots safely."

"Hurry up and thank the clan leader for the name!"

Hearing Song Yuanhao's urging, Song Yu'an and Song Yuping, who were still a little confused, hurriedly bowed to the ground.

As soon as the two children stood up, Song Qingming waved his hand with a happy look on his face, took out a green jade token from his body, and handed it to Song Yuping, the child with special spiritual roots.

“This magical weapon can automatically block a full-strength attack from a foundation-building cultivator.

Carry it with you, and if you encounter any danger in the future, it can save your life."

“Thank you, Patriarch!”

Seeing the exquisite green jade token in Song Qingming's hand, Song Yuping nodded quickly, stepped forward and took the jade token with a proud look on his face.

Seeing that his younger brother got such an exquisite spiritual object, Song Yu'an's face suddenly showed a hint of envy, and his eyes were fixed on the green jade plate.

What he didn't expect was that the next moment a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and a golden talisman shining with golden light appeared in front of Song Yu'an.

“Although this top-grade spiritual talisman is not as valuable as the jade token, it is also a very effective protective item.

Since you are here today, it means we are destined to meet, so I will give you this talisman."

Seeing that he also had a gift, Song Yu'an's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, and he hurriedly stepped forward to express his gratitude and took the golden talisman from Song Qingming's hand.

Song Qingming had just bestowed the spiritual object when Song Qingyu suddenly stood up and walked over.

"Seventh Brother, although these two children have different talents, your favoritism will not be good for their future.

Let me add one more thing for you. Don’t accuse our elders of being partial in the future.”

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, he moved the magic power in his hand, and two more medium-grade spirit stones appeared, which he stuffed directly into Song Yu'an's hands.

Seeing what Song Qingyu took out, which turned out to be a mid-grade spirit stone, Song Qingming smiled helplessly and shook his head.

“Your calculations are accurate, but if you give this spirit stone to him now, I’m afraid it will cause trouble again if someone sees it.

Yuan Hao, you keep it for him first, and when he breaks through the middle stage of Qi Refining in the future, you can return it to him."

"Yuan Hao knows!"

Hearing Song Qingming's instructions, Song Yuanhao hurriedly smiled and nodded, then took the spirit stone and led Song Yu'an and Song Yuping out of the "Huixian Pavilion".

After Song Yuanhao and his companions left, Song Qingming walked to the window and couldn't help but pick up the message from "Guyangshan" that he had just received.

His eyes glanced at the letter in his hand again, and Song Qingming couldn't help but reveal a bit of doubt on his face.

"There's movement in the east and south, but the north is so peaceful. It's a bit strange!"

——

Tens of thousands of miles away, at the entrance of a cave deep in Taiyue Lake.

The "Golden Horned Demon King" wearing a golden crown looked at the closed water palace in front of him and couldn't help but paced anxiously on the spot.

After a long time, the gate of the Water Palace suddenly opened.

Then, a giant green turtle with two white mustaches on the corners of its mouth and a huge turtle shell on its back slowly walked out of the cave.

"Your Highness Jinjiao! My ancestor is still in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't have time to see you in the next few days."

"What? The Iron Wall Demon King is still in seclusion.

The last time I came, Iron Wall Demon King was still discussing with me the next move against the human race. Why would he suddenly go into seclusion at this time?"

Upon hearing the news from the giant green turtle, the "Golden Horned Demon King"'s face changed and he immediately asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing the "Golden Horned Demon King" suddenly staring at him with a cold look, the giant green turtle was frightened and immediately bowed to him and said respectfully:

“Your Highness, you may not know that my ancestor has been practicing for so many years and has already reached the edge of breaking through the bottleneck.

Over the past few hundred years, the ancestor would often go into seclusion and try to break through his cultivation whenever his heart was touched. This was no longer a strange thing.

Some time ago, the old man had some enlightenment while tasting wine, so he went into seclusion. It is not appropriate for us to go in and disturb him at this time!"

“This won’t work!

Now news has come from the north that a large number of northern border demons have moved south. This is the rare opportunity for our demon tribe to expand in a century.

If we don’t take the initiative to attack now, we will never have such a good opportunity in the future and will be trapped in the lake.

Please go and inform him again and tell him that I have urgent business to see Fellow Daoist Tiebi.

If he doesn't see me, I will never leave this place easily today."

Facing the determined gaze of the "Golden Horned Demon King" in front of him, the giant green turtle stood there and hesitated for a while, but turned around with a helpless look and walked into the water palace.

After a while, the giant green turtle circled in the huge water palace and finally came under a huge rock, where it saw a white-haired old man who was meditating and practicing.

"Why, he still hasn't left?"

The "Iron Wall Demon King" who was meditating with his eyes closed, felt the person in front of him, opened his eyes and immediately asked a question.

Hearing this, the green giant turtle nodded with a somewhat ugly expression.

"Ancestor! His Highness Jinjiao suffered a loss at the hands of the human race last time. It seems that he is not willing to give up this time."

"Alas, I just wanted to be alone, but I can't hide away."

After the "Iron Wall Demon King" shook his head slightly, a light flashed in his hand and he threw out a white tortoise shell magic weapon.

“Give this magic weapon to Jinjiao and tell him that I will send troops to contain the monks of the Xingchen Sect of Wu.

We will not get involved in the east's affairs, it's up to him."

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I will tell His Highness Jinjiao right away!"

After the giant green turtle left, the "Iron Wall Demon King" flashed his magic power and took out another bronze turtle shell.

He cast a spell gently and the bronze tortoise shell immediately began to spin slowly in his hand.

After a while, as the tortoise shell slowly stopped rotating, the "Iron Wall Demon King" looked towards the distant east with a serious look.

"The wind is fierce and the fire is strange, it is an ominous sign!"

"..."

A month later, outside a market town in Pei State, east of Taiyue Lake.

Several low-level casual cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage were traveling on a wooden boat in the "Taiyue Lake" with dozens of mortals, trying to go to the market ahead.

Ever since the army of monsters broke through the southern part of Pei State, the entire Pei State has suffered heavy casualties among cultivators and mortals.

Although the monks of Pei State later relied on the help of neighboring countries to regain the southern territory, the number of human monks in Pei State is now far less than that in its heyday.

There were only a few small boats sailing on the entire lake, and no traces of humans were seen.

Moreover, when these people were driving the wooden boats, they were always looking around with nervous faces, fearing that they might encounter the ferocious monsters in the lake at any time.

Just as the wooden boat was about to dock and everyone was gradually letting go of the tension in their hearts, a shout suddenly came from the back of the boat, causing everyone to hurriedly look behind them.

Suddenly, a ray of white light appeared where the sky and water met in the distance.

The white light came from far away, slowly becoming thicker from a thin line, and gradually formed a very dazzling white wave.

"It's a big tide, the monsters are coming, everyone run!"

Seeing the huge tide that suddenly rose in the lake, everyone's faces were suddenly shocked. They hurriedly sped up to get to the shore, abandoned their boats and ran for their lives towards the distant market.

"..."

Southeast of Wei State, "Taiyuefang".

Looking at the groups of monsters that were constantly attacking outside the "Mountain Protection Formation" in the market town, Yun Nishang and another middle-aged man in a green robe both had solemn expressions on their faces.

"Junior Brother Zhao, there are quite a few monsters coming this time, and there may be a monster king hiding among them. I'm afraid you will have to work hard for me later."

"Haha! We are all working for the sect, you are too polite, Senior Sister.

With Senior Sister Youyun in charge of the market, we have nothing to fear even if one or two demon kings come!"

The middle-aged man in green robe who was talking to Yun Nishang was named Zhao Chengyun. He was a Jindan cultivator from the Zhao family of "Donglin County" and also a guest elder of the "Xiaoyao Sect".

Zhao Chengyun is a descendant of Zhao Xingtang's clan. He was also a Jindan cultivator that he had cultivated with all his family's strength before his death.

However, Zhao Chengyun, like Zhao Xingtang, is also a false elixir cultivator who relies on external forces to form elixir, and now his cultivation level is only at the Golden Elixir level.

Although they were both in the Golden Core realm, Zhao Chengyun, who was standing behind Yun Nishang, had a hint of awe on his face when he talked to her.

While the two were talking, the army of monsters in the distance had already arrived at the market formation and started fighting with the monks stationed in the market.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the group of monsters in the distance, causing Yun Nishang and the others to show a look of surprise on their faces.

"Yes, the demon king is coming, everyone be careful." (End of this chapter)