Chapter 138 Safe Return

After several waves of people teleported from the cave left, the Bull-Headed Man and the Horse-Headed Man also took off the bronze masks they had been wearing on their faces and put them together in a pile of bronze masks that had just been collected.

"Just now, Wu Laogui and Lu the Dwarf from Pengdeng Mountain seem to have set their sights on the young man wearing a bamboo hat." The Bull-Headed Man, who was sorting out the pile of masks, suddenly said to the Horse-Headed Man beside him.

The Horse-Headed Man nodded and said, "Since they have left the mountain, what happens outside is none of our business. We have to be busy for half a month to hold an auction. This time we can finally go back to practice for a while."

"Fellow Daoist, you are right. I am really tired of staying in this ghost place with insufficient spiritual energy."

"By the way, what is the name of the young man you just mentioned? Do you remember?" The Horse-Headed Man seemed to have thought of something again, and raised his head to ask the Bull-Headed Man again.

"I really forgot about this. I have never seen this person before. It seems that this is his first time to attend the auction. I only remember that the name written on the identity invitation card he took out at that time seemed to be Li. Yes, it was Li. This surname is a bit rare. I remember it very clearly." The bull-headed man thought for a while and answered seriously.

The horse-headed man nodded again and said, "Let's register this matter in the alliance later. That young man has already established his foundation at a young age. It is possible that he is not an ordinary casual cultivator. If the victim comes to us in the future, we can at least give an explanation."

"Yes, fellow Taoist is thoughtful!"

After the two of them sorted out all the bronze masks, they quickly disappeared in the teleportation array.

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One day later, on a road dozens of miles away from Yangshanfang, a mortal caravan with more than a dozen carriages, loaded with a lot of goods, was heading towards Yangshanfang. There were more than a dozen guards on horseback around the caravan, all of whom were acquired mortal martial artists.

There are basically no monsters near Yangshanfang, but such caravans may still encounter robbers who are also acquired warriors. Therefore, merchants in this area will hire some martial arts guards to escort the goods. If they encounter valuables, they will even pay a high price to hire some Qi Refining cultivators to escort them.

In a carriage at the end of the caravan, Song Qingming, with a calm face, was sitting and talking with a white-robed cultivator who was also in the Qi Refining stage. There were two steaming tea cups on the small table between them.

"Fellow Daoist Song, your spiritual tea tastes really top-notch. I am a little embarrassed to say it. I have been out for decades, and this is the first time I have tasted spiritual tea of ​​this quality. I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Song would be so generous to me."

The white-robed cultivator who spoke looked about the same age as Song Qingming, but his cultivation level was a little behind him. He had not yet broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining. If Song Qingming had not received the help of the incomplete map, his cultivation level would probably be about the same as his now.

After hearing the praise from the white-robed monk, Song Qingming smiled slightly, filled another cup for the white-robed monk, and then said, "I also hit it off with Fellow Daoist Fang, so I took out the spiritual tea that I have treasured for many years. It's a pity that I only have so much on me. When I have good tea next time, I will definitely bring it to Yulou Pavilion for Fellow Daoist to taste together."

"Fellow Daoist Song is thoughtful, then Fang is very grateful."

A day ago, before the Tiandan League auction ended, Song Qingming, who was in the hall, took the initiative to ask the auctioneer to use the teleportation array alone immediately through the cat-faced maid serving beside him.

Although some people had left the hall in advance after getting the spiritual objects they needed, these people did not leave immediately and stayed in the lounge prepared by the Tiandan League.

This is also because whether they come or leave, the spiritual stones required to take the teleportation array are all provided by the Tiandan League, and there must be enough people to transfer and leave together, otherwise if everyone uses the teleportation array once, the Tiandan League will probably lose money after holding this auction.

He was just trying it out, but he didn't expect that the Tiandan League didn't reject him this time, but only asked him to bear the thirty spiritual stones required for this single transmission. Therefore, Song Qingming had actually left the auction hall half an hour before the end of the auction.

There were more than 300 people in the hall, and the lack of a cultivator in the corner did not attract too many cultivators' attention. They thought that Song Qingming had left the hall early like the previous cultivators and went to the lounge to wait for the auction to end.

After returning the mask to the Tiandan League cultivator at the other end of the transmission array, Song Qingming immediately left the cave and ran hundreds of miles towards Yangshanfang. Finally, he met the caravan going to Yangshanfang more than a hundred miles away from Guyang Mountain.

When Song Qingming saw the name Yulouge written on the caravan, he knew that it was a shop he had dealt with in Yangshanfang in the past year. After thinking about it, he decisively chose to mix into the caravan directly.

Many of the people participating in the auction are foundation-building cultivators who can fly on swords. It would be impossible for me to return to Yangshanfang before them if I competed in speed. It would also be easy to attract the attention of other cultivators if I kept traveling alone. It would be dangerous if I really met a foundation-building cultivator participating in the auction.

In contrast, choosing to blend in with the mortal caravan and slowly go to Yangshanfang would be safer for Song Qingming, who did not want to attract attention.

The cultivator in charge of the caravan, named Fang Yan, heard that Song Qingming wanted to take a ride with them to Yangshanfang. After hesitating for a while, he still did not dare to refuse him. He took the initiative to respectfully invite him into his car. After all, he was a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining. If he did not agree, it would not be a wise choice to anger Song Qingming.

Fortunately, Song Qingming was a very easy-to-talk person, and he had contacts with his employer Yulouge. After getting on the car, he not only did not embarrass him, but also generously took out some of his treasured spiritual objects to share with him. In less than half a day, Fang Yan became familiar with Song Qingming who got on the car halfway.

In this way, Song Qingming and Fang Yan hid in the car all the way. Two days later, they returned to Yangshanfang safely. It was not until he stepped into the gate of the market that he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the tense consciousness of the past few days.

After saying goodbye to the fellow Daoist Fang who sent him back to Yangshanfang, Song Qingming immediately returned to his rented cave.

Although he spent a lot of spiritual stones this time, he finally got all the spiritual objects for foundation building that he urgently needed recently.

One marrow cleansing pill and one foundation building pill are all ready. Looking at the two spiritual pills he got with great difficulty this time, Song Qingming's eyes were full of excitement. He almost shouted out loud in his cave that the spiritual objects needed for foundation building are now complete, and he will prepare for foundation building with all his heart and soul next.