Qinghe Immortal Clan

In a tall cave on the top of Funiushan Mountain, Song Qingyu, who had completed his five-year term as garrison commander of Qinghefang, was helping a beastmaster of the Song family feed a giant red bird that was ten feet tall.

The giant bird looked at a green python that Song Qingyu had thrown into the cave, and swallowed it with its sharp beak. It felt that it was not enough, so it called out to the outside a few times.

Hearing the voice coming from inside, Song Qingyu shook his head helplessly. Since the Sky Fire Peng advanced to the second-level monster beast, its appetite has become more difficult to satisfy than before. Now it simply does not eat ordinary beasts. The Song family cannot afford to feed it with pills such as the Soul Feeding Pill, so they can only send the Monster Hunting Team out from time to time to find some monster blood food for it.

After feeding the Sky Fire Peng, Song Qingyu was about to leave, but there was a sudden violent vibration in the cave behind her. Before she could figure out the situation when she turned around, a huge red figure had already flown out of the cave and flew straight into the sky.

"Strange! How is this guy?" Song Qingyu, who was a little confused, saw that Tianhuopeng, who had hardly left the cave since Song Qingming left, actually ran out today. She was immediately surprised and hurriedly followed him on the sword.

Before she caught up with Tianhuopeng, she suddenly felt a sudden spiritual power fluctuation from the mountain protection formation on the top of the mountain. A green sword shadow fell from the sky into Funiu Mountain and stopped on the square outside the meeting hall.

Tianhuopeng, who had just flown out of the cave, saw this sword light and shouted excitedly a few times, flapping his huge wings and quickly followed.

When Song Qingyu rushed over, she happened to see a man in a green robe stroking the well-behaved Tianhuopeng. Seeing such a familiar dress, she, whose personality has become very calm over the years, couldn't help but happily hugged this person.

The man in green robes who could make Tian Huo Peng, who always had a bad temper, become like this was naturally Song Qingming, who had left Funiushan for more than a year.

Compared to the past, Song Qingming had not been away from Qinghe County for too long this time, but the place he went to was too far away. Song Qingming, who was far away in Lu State, could hardly get any news about Qinghe County, which made him feel as if he had been away for a long time when he just returned here.

"Hey! You are already a foundation-building cultivator, why are you still so reckless? What will it look like if others see you later?" Looking at Song Qingyu, who had not changed much from before leaving, Song Qingming, who had just returned to Funiushan, teased her with a smile on his face.

After hearing Song Qingming's reminder, Song Qingyu immediately reacted and quickly let go of her hand. She looked around with a little shyness on her face and took two steps back.

"Seventh brother! Why didn't you send a message in advance when you came back? I didn't have time to inform Sixth Uncle and the others in advance."

Since Song Qingming went to the front line of Lu State, Song Qingyu naturally knew that going there was not an easy thing. Although Song Qingming would send a message to Funiushan every month or so to report his safety, she was still worried about Song Qingming's safety in her heart for more than a year.

However, as the only remaining foundation-building cultivator in the clan, she was also the backbone of everyone in the Song family after Song Qingming left. No matter how worried she was, Song Qingyu couldn't show it too much in front of other clan members. At this moment, seeing that Song Qingming finally returned safely, the big stone that had been weighing on Song Qingyu's heart for so long finally fell.

Seeing that Song Qingyu was somewhat disgusted with his sudden appearance, Song Qingming could only smile apologetically and said, "The day I came back was also decided at the last minute. It's too late to send you a message in advance. Is the clan safe during this period?"

"Everything else is fine. There are basically no major changes. It's just that my second uncle passed away two months ago. The clan leader personally handled his funeral. After discussing with the clan leader, his remaining spiritual objects and family merits have all been handed over to the sixth brother."

"It's almost the same date. It's a pity that I didn't have time to catch up. I'll send him off. Take me to his grave to pay tribute first!" Song Qingming sighed slightly after saying this.

Following Song Qingyu to the family cemetery at the foot of the mountain, Song Qingming made up for a few belated sacrifices to this elder who had fought for the family all his life with a very solemn expression.

While he was paying tribute to his second uncle in the cemetery, the clan leader Song Changfeng, the fifth aunt Song Changling, the thirteenth uncle Song Changxiong and other family elders in Funiu Mountain had also received the message sent by Song Qingyu and came here.

Several elders have watched Song Qingming support the entire Song family step by step to this day. Naturally, like Song Qingyu, they are always worried about Song Qingming who went to the front line of Lu State. When they heard the news of his safe return, these elders who were already not young, all came to Song Qingming with joy.

"Qingming, after the second brother left, I also felt that my body was a little bit bad. Fortunately, I can still see you return safely. Even if my old bones are exhausted now, I can rest assured to see my third uncle and others." Song Changfeng supported the tombstone of his second uncle Song Changwu, smiled and said slowly to Song Qingming.

Fifth aunt Song Changling and sixth uncle Song Changfeng are both white-haired old men. They are now the two oldest people in the family. Their lifespans are over 110 years old. It is estimated that they will be in a few years before they die.

At this moment, looking at the tombstones standing in the family cemetery, several people had mixed feelings in their hearts. The sixth uncle Song Changfeng's spiritual root qualifications were actually better than Song Qingyu's. It was a pity that he was born decades earlier and did not catch up with Song Qingyu. of good luck.

When Song Changfeng entered Taoism and practiced Taoism, the Song family was still a very weak Qi refining family. Even though he had extraordinary talents and had cultivated to the ninth level of Qi refining early, there was no hope of building a foundation. In the end, although he mustered up the courage to He had the courage to force the test, but failed as expected. The fact that he was able to survive until now after the failure of foundation building was a blessing from God.

After paying homage to his second uncle, Song Qingming returned to the family meeting hall. After meeting the tribesmen from Funiu Mountain who came to express condolences to him, he had a deep drink with his eldest brother, fourth brother and several other childhood friends before returning. In his own cave.

"Boy, your family is too weak. There are only so many people in the whole family, and they don't even have the qualifications of a second spirit root. Where are you going to find a good body for me?" Song Qingming in the cave had not had time to rest for a moment when the voice of Fenghe suddenly sounded from his body again.