Chapter 328 Wind Crane

After hearing what the crane puppet in his hand said, Song Qingming finally felt relieved and did not leave immediately in a hurry.

"Junior Song Qingming, I haven't asked you for your name yet, how should I address you in the future?"

"Hehe! You know my name, which may not be a good thing for you in the future, so you can call me Fenghe!" The crane puppet beast said slowly in a low voice.

"That's fine! I am of humble origin, and I have only been practicing Taoism for a few decades. I really know very little about many things in the world of immortal cultivation. In the future, please teach me more, Fenghe senior!"

"As long as you can meet my needs as agreed, I will remind you when I need to teach you! But don't expect me to tell you everything. After all, you and I are not master and apprentice, but just a cooperative relationship."

Song Qingming nodded and smiled softly, then took out a golden jade box from the storage bag, intending to put the senior in it and hide him.

"Boy! What do you want to do?" Seeing Song Qingming's actions, the crane puppet beast asked loudly in confusion.

"Senior Fenghe! I didn't mean to do this to you. I'm going to Fengguyuan to meet up with the frontline cultivators. There are many Jindan seniors there. If you are discovered, it will be troublesome." Song Qingming explained with some embarrassment on his face.

"What are you afraid of! I can hide my aura well. Not to mention the little Jindan cultivators, even if you meet ordinary Yuanying cultivators, they can't find my existence."

Seeing Fenghe's confidence in his words, Song Qingming didn't say anything more. He quickly put away the jade box in his hand that could isolate the divine consciousness, and found a cloth bag to tie the crane puppet beast around his waist.

When Song Qingming walked out of the cave, he found that he had finally returned to the small valley before. At this moment, there was no white fog created by the illusion array in the valley, and it became the usual scene before.

Song Qingming carefully looked around and found no other people. A relaxed smile slowly appeared on his face.

In recent days, he was either being hunted or trapped by formations. He was almost tricked by the old guy on his waist. Song Qingming has been tense these days and has not been able to rest for a while.

After finding a place outside the valley and refining more than a dozen spirit stones to restore his own mana, Song Qingming stepped on the flying sword and turned into a sword light and left the valley.

Fengguyuan is about two hundred miles away from this small valley. Song Qingming flew all the way on the sword. After more than an hour, he finally saw a group of convoys heading to Fengguyuan on a road dozens of miles away from Fengguyuan.

After Song Qingming landed and asked, he learned that these people came from a place called Tianjingfang not far from here to transport supplies needed for the front line to Fengguyuan. Seeing his own people, Song Qingming finally put down his worries.

This group of convoys had a total of more than a dozen large carts for transporting supplies, pulled by more than a dozen domesticated four-horned horses, and dozens of monks were responsible for escorting. The leader was a foundation-building monk named Gu Tong.

At first, when they saw a strange foundation-building monk suddenly fall in front of the convoy, Gu Tong and the entire convoy, who did not know Song Qingming's identity, were very nervous. It was not until the two sides communicated that Gu Tong confirmed Song Qingming's identity. After learning that he was also going to Fengguyuan, Gu Tong smiled and invited him to his convoy and took the initiative to invite him to go with him.

Song Qingming asked for directions and knew that this place was not far from Fengguyuan, so he agreed. Anyway, the convoy would not be too slow with four-horned horses pulling it, and it would save some energy to go with them.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I have also heard about the incident in Huanglongfang these days. I hope you can forgive me for being so nervous just now."

Song Qingming smiled and sighed, "Brother Gu, you are too polite. I actually escaped from Huanglongfang a few days ago. I hid outside for several days before I got away. Now I don't know where to find the lost Daoists. That's why I thought of Fengguyuan to see if I can take the spirit boat back to Baimeng Mountain directly."

Hearing that Song Qingming escaped from Huanglongfang, Gu Tong was also a little surprised. Their Tianjingfang and Huanglongfang are not too far away. After hearing that Huanglongfang was attacked, they quickly sent monks to support.

However, when they arrived, the group of Tianhai League had already fled. According to post-war statistics, except for a few foundation-building monks who escaped from Huanglongfang, all other monks were killed by the other side, and the entire market was almost burned to a white ground.

However, Cao Rongxue and his group, like Song Qingming, managed to escape without any danger in the end, and waited for the reinforcements from Wang Liangping of Qingniuling. After a fierce battle between the two sides, Tianhai League lost five or six people again, and the rest of the people fled there in different places.

Song Qingming felt a little relieved when he heard that Cao Rongxue and his group survived safely. When he was targeted by Sun Jingya that day, he lost his direction and had to change direction to escape to Fengguyuan. Although he finally saved his life, the journey was extremely dangerous. In his mind, Cao Rongxue and his group should be in danger, but he didn't expect that they were lucky enough to wait for Wang Liangping's timely support.

Originally, the Huanglongfang market formation should be able to hold out until the monks from other places came to support, but Liu Wenguan's betrayal on the spot dealt a fatal blow to the monks guarding Huanglongfang, causing Zhao Mengzhen and others to lose their lives soon.

In fact, before Song Qingming and others came to support Huanglongfang, Liu Wenguan had already colluded with the Tianhai League. The previous attack on the market was actually Liu Wenguan deliberately leading the monks guarding the market to chase the opponent, and finally lost so many people.

Originally, the people of the Tianhai League did not intend to let Liu Wenguan reveal his identity, but the Qingniuling nest was suddenly destroyed, and they could not stay near Huanglongfang for a long time, so they simply killed the goose that laid the eggs and completely flattened the market.

Later, after Song Qingming and others came back, Liu Wenguan wanted to lead them into the ambush circle of the Tianhai League. If Wei Tianhe had not discovered his idea in time, it would be hard to say whether they could escape with their lives.

After chatting with Gu Tong for more than half an hour, the convoy finally arrived at the front camp of Fengguyuan. Song Qingming ran to ask about the spiritual boats heading to Baimeng Mountain, but was told that no spiritual boats had returned to Baimeng Mountain in recent days. He had no choice but to stay in the camp and wait for the spiritual boats to return.

After waiting, Song Qingming did not wait for the spiritual boats, but instead received an order to stay in the front camp. Staring blankly at the imperial edict in his hand, Song Qingming felt a little bit amused.