After leaving the Golden Treasure Pavilion, Song Qingming did not rush down the mountain. He first returned to his cave to make good preparations and stabilize his cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining. It was not until more than ten days later that Song Qingming packed up his luggage, walked out of the cave, and headed down the Funiu Mountain.
After going down the mountain, Song Qingming planned to return to his home in Mujiao Town first to see his family whom he had not seen for three years, and whether the water spirit fruit he had left at home was safe.
In the Song family mansion, the lively and lovely Song Yunshan has become the treasure of the Song family. He is already three years old and has long been accustomed to running around in front and behind the Song family's yard. One day, he came to an ordinary small house on the west side of the backyard. He was about to go in to take a look, so he pushed the door hard, but found that the door did not move at all, and there was a clinking sound of iron chains colliding on the door.
Song Yunshan looked up curiously and saw that there were two huge iron chains tied above the small door. Just when he didn't know what to do, a servant of the Song family who was dressed simply ran over in a hurry and carried Song Yunshan away.
"Oh my, my little prince, you scared me to death. Fortunately, the old man and his family are not in the backyard now. If someone saw us, they would definitely beat me to death."
This guy kept muttering all the way, but he didn't expect that everything fell into the ears of Song Qingming who had just walked into the gate of the Song family. Now Song Qingming's cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. He is already smarter than ordinary people. Any movement within a hundred steps can hardly escape his ears.
As soon as he walked into the gate, Song Qingming saw his elderly parents waiting in front. Both parents were nearly fifty years old, which was considered quite old among mortals.
Although they had all taken some spiritual objects given by Song Qingming and were still in good health, Song Qingming, who had not been home for three years, could still clearly see that his parents had many more wrinkles on their faces. Even his fourth brother, who was three years younger than him, now looked like his older brother.
The average human being lives to a maximum of seventy or eighty years old, and it is rare for someone to live beyond sixty. I will be going on a long journey soon, and it will probably take several years for me to come back. I don’t think I will be able to spend much time with my parents in the future.
After chatting with his family in the hall, Song Qingming came to the small house that no one had entered for three years. His father Song Dezhang, who was behind him, carefully took a key from his own house and personally opened the iron lock that had been locked for three years.
When Song Qingming left, he specifically told his parents and family that no one was allowed to enter the cottage while he was away. Song Dezhang had always obeyed his son, who had become an immortal. Having been honest for most of his life, he knew very well in his heart that without Song Qingming's care, the Song family would never have such a good life today.
There was a rustling sound of iron chains, and the iron locks were quickly removed by Song Dezhang. After opening the door, a damp and musty smell hit everyone. After Song Qingming walked in, Song Dezhang deliberately stood at the door to block Song's mother and others who wanted to enter.
The house, which had not been lived in for three years, was already covered in dust. There were still a few spider webs hanging on the beams and seats. Looking at the dilapidated scene in front of him, Song Qingming felt very satisfied. His father still took his words to heart. No one else should have entered his small house in the past few years, and the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as when he left.
Song Qingming walked gently towards the place where he had buried the water spirit fruit, wanting to make sure whether the thing was safe. Now his family was considered a wealthy family in Mujiao Town, but he was still afraid that he would encounter some foolish thief who accidentally entered here.
After a quick check, he found that the forbidden spell he had set up was still intact. Seeing that the water spirit fruit in the red jade box was still lying safely inside, Song Qingming felt relieved and stood up to invite everyone outside into the room.
Seeing the house full of dirt and the pungent smell of mold, everyone couldn't help but frown. It was not until Song Qingming lit a piece of spiritual fragrant wood in the house and a burst of fragrant spiritual energy slowly blended into the house that everyone felt better.
This spiritual wood incense not only emits an attractive fragrance, but also has the effect of refreshing and relieving fatigue for cultivators. Lighting one during cultivation can help one enter the state of cultivation faster. Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, smelling this spiritual incense will make one feel relaxed.
However, although this kind of spiritual object is not of high value, it is rare in Wei State. It is a special spiritual object unique to Lu State in the south of Wei State. The few spiritual wood incense sticks on Song Qingming's body were given to him by Qin Zhen when he was in Caolu Mountain.
In recent years, Qin Zhen has not only become a major customer who buys his talismans, but has also become a close friend of Song Qingming. The two of them occasionally drink a few glasses of spiritual wine in the Caolu Mountain Inn and exchange experiences in hunting monsters and their insights in cultivation.
Qin Zhen was also a casual cultivator from Qinghefang. He was quick-witted and liked to make friends. He quickly made a name for himself in Caolu Mountain and became the leader of a group of casual cultivators. He often organized cultivators to go to Yunwu Mountain to hunt monsters. In the Caolu Mountain area, few people did not know him.
Relying on his extensive network of contacts, although Qin Zhen was a helpless cultivator, he was still doing well around Caolu Mountain. Sometimes he could even act as a middleman to help introduce some business. When Song Qingming asked Gao Yuyao to buy elixirs, it was Qin Zhen who introduced him. For this, Song Qingming earned a considerable amount of spirit stones from him.
For some unknown reason, Song Qingming had never seen Gao Yuyao come to Caolu Mountain in the past few years since he came back from the Floating Cloud Mountains. For this reason, Song Qingming even asked Qin Zhen several times, but still could not get any information. It was as if Gao Yuyao had suddenly disappeared, so he had to go to Qinghefang to secretly buy the elixirs needed for cultivation in the past few years.
Compared with the pills provided by Gao Yuyao, it is not only troublesome for Song Qingming to purchase them at Qinghefang, but also more expensive. Unfortunately, alchemists are very rare. Song Qingming has been in Caolu Mountain for six years and has never seen anyone with alchemy skills better than Gao Yuyao.
In recent years, Song Qingming really missed Gao Yuyao, the beautiful woman with a graceful figure.
After Song's mother entered the house, she felt very uncomfortable seeing the dust all over the house. After getting Song Qingming's consent, she went outside to call a few servants to help clean the house.
Half a day later, seeing Song Qingming sitting on the clean bed, Song's mother nodded with satisfaction and asked the cleaning servants to leave.
"San'er, are you going to stay longer this time when you return home?"
Seeing his mother's eyes full of expectation, Song Qingming couldn't help but feel touched. He smiled and nodded and said, "Now that I have completed the family mission, I have been able to practice freely for some time. Naturally, I can stay longer this time. However, I can't practice at home without spiritual energy, so I can't stay with you for long. I hope you will understand."
After hearing this, Song Dezhang quickly said to Song's mother, "San'er is an immortal now. How can he live with us mortals every day? Don't delay his future."
"You guys only think about immortals all day long. Whether San'er is an immortal or a mortal, he is still my son. Does cultivating immortality mean that he has to abandon his parents and family?" Hearing Song Dezhang's mumbling, Song's mother felt a little unhappy.
Seeing his wife suddenly get angry, Song Dezhang was a little panicked and quickly opened his mouth to explain.
When Song Qingming saw that the two elders were about to quarrel for him, he hurried out to smooth things over. He was about to go on a long trip and wanted to spend more time with his family when he came back this time. Seeing that Song's mother missed him so much, he patiently stayed at home for a while longer.
A month later, Song Qingming bid farewell to his parents and family again, and carefully embarked on his own long journey to immortality.
After Song Qingming left, Song's mother returned to the backyard and looked at the big iron lock hung again on the door of the cottage, and sighed with some resentment.