Chapter 441 Fu Sanshan

Since entering the Daoist cultivation, Song Qingming often encounters various cultivators fighting, but before the foundation building, Song Qingming, who is still not strong enough, usually takes the initiative to stay away from such things, not wanting to cause trouble.

When Song Qingming broke through the fourth level of Qi Refining and went down the mountain, he happened to encounter a fight with others and was involved in it for no reason, and almost died in Yunwu Mountain.

Even after breaking through the foundation building, Song Qingming, who has a certain ability, rarely takes the initiative to intervene in the fights between low-level cultivators. Most of his energy and time are still more focused on protecting the family and his own cultivation.

In these years, except for a few times when he happened to meet acquaintances, Song Qingming only took the initiative to intervene when he encountered those with bad character and liked to bully the weak, which really made him unbearable.

After all, the world of immortal cultivation is so large that such fights between cultivators can happen anytime and anywhere. Even if Song Qingming wanted to take care of it, he couldn't do it alone. It was already very difficult to take care of the area near the family.

This time, Song Qingming took the initiative to stop and wanted to see what was happening below. It was also because this place was less than a hundred miles away from Funiu Mountain, which was already within the sphere of influence of the Song family. Song Qingming was still a little worried that the people fighting below might happen to be cultivators from the Song family.

After approaching the sound of fighting, Song Qingming soon saw the two sides fighting in an open space in the forest.

Seeing someone suddenly coming over, the two sides fighting soon found Song Qingming and stopped fighting temporarily.

After a closer look, Song Qingming found that these people were not dressed like Song family cultivators. On one side was a gray-clothed man with a somewhat sloppy appearance who looked like a casual cultivator.

On the other side, there were three cultivators surrounding him in uniform clothing, but they were not the green robes unique to the nearby Song family. At first glance, they were from a certain immortal cultivation family.

The gray-clothed man who was already in a weak position saw that Song Qingming was dressed like a cultivator, and seemed to see some hope, so he ran towards Song Qingming.

"I am Fu Sanshan, may I ask if this fellow Taoist is a cultivator of the Song family in Funiu Mountain?" The gray-clothed man came to Song Qingming quickly and asked happily.

Because Song Qingming controlled his cultivation with the breath-retaining technique, he looked like a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage at the moment. Fu Sanshan, who was only in the seventh level of Qi Refining, naturally could not tell that Song Qingming, who was not good-looking, was a successful foundation-building cultivator.

Before Song Qingming could answer him, the three people following Fu Sanshan had come to the two of them and surrounded Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan.

"Fellow Daoist, we are cultivators from the Zhao family of Youlong Mountain. This person stole something from our Zhao family. The head of the family ordered us to come and ask for it back. Please leave on your own and don't interfere in this matter." The person who spoke was an old man who was the leader and had reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

Originally, they had surrounded Fu Sanshan and would have taken him down in no time. Unexpectedly, Song Qingming suddenly appeared and interrupted them, which also made the old man of the Zhao family more angry.

Although Song Qingming, who suddenly appeared, did not seem to have a high level of cultivation, if he was really the Song family mentioned by Fu Sanshan, then today's matter would be a bit difficult for them to handle.

Although the Zhao family of Youlong Mountain was also well-known among the Qi Refining Immortal Clan in Qinghe County, it was not a force of the same level compared to the foundation-building family like the Song family.

Hearing the other party saying that he stole something, Fu Sanshan immediately jumped up and shouted: "Bullshit! I have never taken a single spiritual stone from your Zhao family. It was you who insisted on forcibly purchasing my spiritual wine formula. Now you say that I stole your things. You people in the Zhao family are really shameless!"

"Hmph! We have already agreed on the price before. The things are naturally mine. Fu Sanshan, as long as you hand over the things, I promise you that I can give you the spiritual stones now." The old man of the Zhao family spoke, and his eyes would occasionally glance at Song Qingming on the side.

Hearing the other party say this, Fu Sanshan still shook his head with a firm face: "I got this thing with great difficulty. You want to get rid of me with a hundred spiritual stones, no way!"

Hearing this, Song Qingming probably knew what happened between them and why they were fighting here, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, this is my Song family's territory after all. It's really inappropriate for you to fight here. You'd better leave early!"

Seeing that Song Qingming was indeed a cultivator of the Song family, Fu Sanshan was relieved. Although he was just a casual cultivator, he had been in Qinghe County for a long time and knew a lot about the cultivation forces here.

The strength of the Zhao family was far inferior to that of the Song family. Although the Zhao family cultivators who besieged him dared to bully him without any background, they would never dare to attack the Song family cultivator next to him.

From now on, as long as he followed Song Qingming, those people from the Zhao family would naturally have no way to deal with him.

Hearing that Song Qingming revealed his identity as a cultivator of the Song family and wanted to send them away directly, the three Zhao family cultivators who surrounded them frowned and their faces turned ugly.

One of the younger people laughed in disbelief and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't look like a cultivator from the Song family. Although I have never been to Funiu Mountain, I have known several fellow Daoists from the Song family.

Haha! You said you are a cultivator from the Song family. You are not pretending to be one!"

The leading old man who did not speak on the side was staring at Song Qingming's eyes with a mature look, trying to see something from his eyes.

Seeing that the other party did not believe that he was a cultivator from the Song family, Song Qingming looked a little helpless. Since he established his foundation, when Song Qingming was out, in order not to attract attention, he rarely wore the green Taoist robes that everyone in the family had.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have said this. For the sake of the Huang family, I will not bother with you this time. If you don't leave, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Seeing that Song Qingming's tone was already somewhat unfriendly, the old man surnamed Zhao thought for a moment and took the initiative to put away the magic weapon in his hand, making way for Song Qingming, and looked at Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan walking past him with an unhappy face.

Just now, when Song Qingming said that he was a cultivator of the Song family, although the old man surnamed Zhao had some doubts in his heart, what surprised him was that he had been staring at Song Qingming's eyes and found that his eyes were very calm from beginning to end, and there was no panic that the old man surnamed Zhao wanted to see, which made him slowly believe Song Qingming's words.

When Song Qingming walked more than ten feet away, the old man surnamed Zhao seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "I have some friendship with the noble fellow Yuan Tong. May I ask if you are also a fellow Taoist of the Song family with the character Yuan?"

"No! I am of the character Qing." Song Qingming turned around and replied softly. He ignored the Zhao family members who looked puzzled and left here quickly. Fu Sanshan behind him also hurriedly followed.

After Song Qingming and the other two left, the old man surnamed Zhao turned around and said to the two people beside him: "That's not right! The Song family's Qing generation cultivators are basically older than me. How can there be such a young person? Did I hear it wrong just now?"

"Uncle San, that's right. I just heard him say Qing generation. Could it be that he is actually from the Song family and is talking nonsense!"

"Yes, Uncle San, this kid must have deceived us just now. Let's chase him!"

Seeing that the two juniors in front of him were still unwilling to give up, the old man surnamed Zhao was immediately angry and shouted angrily:

"Chase for nothing! The person has gone far away. After all, this is the territory of the Song family. Even if he is not from the Song family, we will catch him when we catch him They must have also alarmed other Song family cultivators!

After all, we are somewhat at fault in this matter, so let's not make a big deal out of it. Let's go back and report this to the clan leader and see what happens first! "

After the two walked out of the woods, Song Qingming looked back at Fu Sanshan who had been following him, and asked calmly: "Daoyou, are you going to leave here, or are you going to follow me all the time?"

"Brother, you just found out that I have a secret recipe on me and want to exchange it for some spirit stones. I came here today to talk to your Song family about this matter. I wonder if you can introduce me!" After Fu Sanshan finished speaking, he quietly handed something to Song Qingming with one hand.

Song Qingming picked it up and looked up, only to find that what he stuffed in was a shiny ordinary low-grade spirit stone, and the corners of his mouth immediately couldn't help showing a smile.

It was not known whether Fu Sanshan was too stingy or whether these casual cultivators were doing too badly. Song Qingming had never expected that he, who had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, would be so "generous" when asking others to do things for him.

Under Fu Sanshan's somewhat nervous gaze, Song Qingming slowly put the spirit stone in his hand into his storage bag, and then whispered to Fu Sanshan:

"Take money from others and help them get rid of disasters. Since you want to go to Funiu Mountain, you can go back with me!"

"Thank you very much, brother. Please rest assured, as long as the secret recipe in my hand can be used smoothly this time, I will definitely not forget you, my brother." Fu Sanshan saw that Song Qingming agreed, and his face suddenly showed a burst of joy.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not say anything, but just smiled and nodded, raised his hand and waved it gently, quickly took out a second-level flying sword from the storage bag on his waist and placed it in front of the two of them, and then flew and stepped on it.

"Brother Fu, please come in!"

After seeing this scene, Fu Sanshan, who was still smiling and calling Song Qingming a brother just a moment ago, suddenly froze up with an unbelievable look on his face.

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