Chapter 1303
Cultivating One's True Nature, A New Fate Descends
Looking at the teacup in front of him, which was almost the size of his palm, the yamen runner who had just been boasting suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
But it only took a moment for "Young Master Tianbao" to realize what was happening, and he quickly pointed at Song Qingming and said:
"Hmph! You, Song San, I didn't expect you to have some skill, actually managing to escape back."
"But don't think you're safe just because you've gotten here. Get him now and arrest this fugitive and take him to the authorities."
"What are you afraid of? He's a human, not a ghost!"
Upon hearing "Young Master Tianbao" urging him on, the constables beside him finally reacted and drew their swords to surround Song Qingming.
Before they could even make a move, they suddenly felt a powerful pressure enveloping them, and instantly knelt down.
Before anyone could react, Song Qingming's figure had vanished into thin air and appeared in front of the "Young Master Tianbao".
Upon seeing Song Qingming suddenly appear before him, the other party was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
At that moment, he stared ahead in terror, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"who are you?"
"You, you are a fairy from the mountain."
"Tianbao, you may not know this, but I offended the immortal just now. Please forgive me for the sake of my ancestor. I am willing to apologize to the immortal."
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When "Young Master Tianbao" begged for mercy, Song Qingming showed no mercy whatsoever. He simply raised his teacup and placed it coldly in front of the other man.
Looking at the teacup in front of him, "Young Master Tianbao" simply didn't have the courage to swallow it, so he could only shout loudly instead:
“My ancestors were descendants of the Song clan chief. If you kill me, even if you are an immortal, the Song family will not let you go.”
"Listen carefully, Song San is just my childhood name."
I now have another name: Song Qingming!
“Song Qingming, Song.”
No. That's impossible!
As a descendant of the Song family patriarch, the name of the ancestor hanging in the family ancestral hall had been deeply ingrained in "Young Master Tianbao's" mind since childhood.
Hearing that name suddenly outside now, he simply couldn't believe his ears.
When she looked up at Song Qingming again, she suddenly felt a strange familiarity and her eyes widened immediately.
"Ancestor, spare me..."
Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he found that he could not make a sound when he opened his mouth, and he collapsed in resentment.
Not only him, but all the other yamen runners in the hall also fell silent at this moment.
In an instant, the small teahouse fell completely silent.
After Song Qingming had completely withdrawn his aura, a figure arrived in front of him.
"I had planned to experience worldly cultivation properly, but these ignorant juniors ruined my mood. It's a real pity."
"My lord, it seems we no longer need to stay in this place."
After spending several months in "Mujiao Town", Li Xuanyi looked at the small teahouse that the two people had worked so hard to run, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes.
Song Qingming, who had already made up his mind, smiled and waved to him.
"Since this is a practice in the world, it is impossible for everything to go as planned. There is no need to care too much about these things. You can do it in another place as well."
Go pack your things, we'll leave here soon!
After saying that, Song Qingming got up and closed the door.
After packing their things, Song Qingming quietly led Li Xuanyi to the small courtyard next door.
After carefully placing a few silver ingots down, the two quickly disappeared from the spot.
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About half an hour later, two Song family cultivators dressed in Taoist robes quickly arrived at the teahouse.
They carefully took out their magical artifacts and ventured into the house. Upon seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, the two of them immediately frowned.
Just as they were about to search the entire teahouse, their eyes suddenly fell on a strange iron plaque placed on the counter in front of them.
They stepped forward and picked up the iron plate, on which was neatly written the character "Song," which immediately surprised the two of them.
"This is... an elder's token!"
"Sixteenth Uncle, what should we do about this?"
The elder token in front of us can only be worn by some of the family's elders who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage or above; it is by no means something that an ordinary person can take out.
Seeing this, the other older monk also looked rather grim.
"Oh no, this matter has probably already involved the family elders. We'd better find out the truth and report it immediately, or it will be too late."
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Northwest of the Song family is Lingyuan Mountain.
The sun sets over Crescent Lake.
Sitting side by side with Li Xuanyi by the small lake, Song Qingming gazed at the familiar lake surface, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
After descending the mountain, the first task I received from my family was to guard "Lingyuan Mountain".
Centuries passed, and the mineral veins on the mountain were depleted.
Lingyuan Mountain is no longer the family mine it once was, but a small town with tens of thousands of ordinary people.
Things have changed, but the mountains and rivers remain the same.
The only thing that can bring back some memories for Song Qingming now is this "Crescent Lake," which hasn't changed much.
"Husband, is this where you found Qingyu back then?"
"Yes! I remember back then, Qingyu was about this tall, and it took me a lot of effort to carry her back to Funiu Mountain."
On the way back, we unfortunately encountered a few bandit cultivators.
If it weren't for a bit of luck, I almost wouldn't have made it back then.
Recalling Song Qingyu's adorable appearance when they first met, Song Qingming couldn't help but smile slightly, as if he had returned to the time when he escorted her up the mountain.
At that time, Song Qingming had only recently come down from the mountain and lacked worldly experience.
On his way back, he encountered bandits from "Eagle's Nest Ridge." For the first time in his life, he faced a life-or-death ordeal and nearly perished in the vast "Cloud and Mist Mountain."
Now, many years later, when I think back to my naive self, I can't help but shake my head.
"Husband, tell me again what Qingyu was like when she was a child."
Li Xuanyi became interested after hearing what Song Qingming said and asked about Song Qingyu's childhood.
As the two were chatting, they suddenly heard joyful sounds coming from the village behind them, and the surrounding villagers all came forward to watch.
In the distance, a tall horse adorned with red ribbons and colorful decorations was seen carrying a person, followed by a large red wedding sedan chair.
Even a group of children who happened to be playing by the lake ran over excitedly.
"Look, the bride is here!"
"Quickly stop the sedan chair, there must be wedding candy inside."
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"Husband, it's such a joyous occasion today, why don't we go join in the fun and share in the happiness!"
Just then, a couple in town got married, and the two of them followed the crowd to a small courtyard.
After a lively procession of music and celebration, the host set up dozens of tables for a banquet in the courtyard, inviting guests from all directions to take their seats.
Apart from the local Song surname cultivator, most of the mortals on Lingyuan Mountain came from outside.
Although this place doesn't seem as prosperous as "Mujiao Town," the ordinary people here are all very warm and welcoming, and the atmosphere is clearly much better than at the foot of Funiu Mountain.
Seeing that Song Qingming and Li Xuanyi, two outsiders, also wanted to join in the fun, the host immediately had seats arranged and warmly invited them into the banquet.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to the high hall!"
"The ceremony is complete; it's time to escort them to the bridal chamber!"
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Looking at the lively and festive scene before them, Li Xuanyi and Song Qingming instantly recalled the time when the two of them held their own celebration.
Although the current scene is far less glamorous than it was back then.
But the genuine enthusiasm shown by these ordinary people was no less than what they saw; in fact, it was even purer.
“My husband, I think this place is quite nice. Why don’t we stay here a little longer?”
"Yes! Master said that entering the world to cultivate is to help us rediscover our original intention in cultivation."
I want to walk the same path I took back then, to truly experience the state of mind I had when I first entered the path of spiritual practice.
When Song Qingming chose to enter the world of cultivation, the first place he thought of was his birthplace, "Mujiao Town". He originally wanted to take Li Xuanyi back to his hometown to experience it properly.
Unexpectedly, the two encountered "Young Master Tianbao," which spoiled their fun.
He was forced to reveal his identity and leave after less than six months.
After leaving "Mujiao Town", Song Qingming had no destination in mind as he walked along the road, and simply followed his memories all the way to Lingyuan Mountain.
After arriving here, Song Qingming quickly regained his memories of his cultivation days.
This gave him another idea.
Since this journey into the world for spiritual practice is to fill a void in one's own heart.
Then there's no need to stick to one place as usual; it's better to simply follow the memories of your past practice.
Li Xuanyi, standing to the side, smiled upon hearing Song Qingming's suggestion.
“Seeking one’s true self by following the path one has walked is a good idea!”
"Perfect, I can also see the scenery my husband saw back then."
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After making up their minds, the two quickly settled down at Lingyuan Mountain.
This time, they did not choose to run the teahouse as they had before.
Although Lingyuan Mountain is located in the mountains and does not have much farmland, it has planted many fruit trees and tea gardens.
Now that all the monsters around Qinghe County have been cleared out, ordinary people can also go out into the deep mountains without worrying about encountering too much danger.
Li Xuanyi spent her days picking tea on the mountain with the crowd, while Song Qingming worked with the young men in the village cutting wood and fishing. Although their lives were simple and poor, they were quite fulfilling.
In a daze, the two had already lived in "Lingyuan Mountain" for several years.
On this day, Song Qingming had just returned from drying nets by the lake when he saw a chubby-faced boy of about four or five years old in the yard, holding a blank porcelain bowl in his hand.
"Tiger, you've come to deliver something again?"
"Grandma asked me to bring some herbs to my third aunt."
"Oh! Thank you for your hard work. These are things your uncle found on the mountain. Consider it a reward for you."
"Thank you, Uncle!" When he saw Song Qingming take out two bright red persimmons from the bag on his back, Hu Zi's eyes lit up and he quickly took them.
Before long, the two persimmons had disappeared, leaving only a mark on the child's mouth.
Only after Hu Zi ran home satisfied did Li Xuanyi come out of the house with a clean towel and hand it to Song Qingming, whose face was covered in sweat.
"We're perfectly healthy, so why did Tiger's family suddenly decide to send us herbs?"
"Husband, it's been so many years, and it's just the two of us at home. Do you think that's right?"
After speaking, Li Xuanyi glanced again in the direction Hu Zi had just left, and sighed softly:
"In the past two years, Grandma Hu has been very caring towards me. Now, out of kindness, she's brought me some herbs, saying that boiling them and drinking them will bring me many children and good fortune!"
"Having lived here for so long, I've almost lost track of time."
Upon hearing Li Xuanyi's helpless explanation, Song Qingming finally realized what was happening and quickly responded with a smile.
Before they knew it, the two had lived in Lingyuan Mountain for five years.
Although Song Qingming and Li Xuanyi had long since blended into the lives of ordinary people around them, over time, some clues would inevitably be noticed.
The newlywed couple who came here had a son named Tiger not long after they got married, and he's already four years old in the blink of an eye.
However, Li Xuanyi's belly remained completely still, and her figure and appearance were no different from when she first arrived.
In the last two years, Song Qingming was still somewhat slow to realize what was happening, but Li Xuanyi had already heard about the "well-intentioned" ideas from many people around her, and now even medicine was being delivered to her door.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to explain these things if I stayed any longer.
Without hesitation, Song Qingming took Li Xuanyi with him and left Lingyuan Mountain, heading towards his next cultivation destination.
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Ten years later, in a general store in Guiyunfang.
An ordinary-looking young man stood in front of a grocery store, cautiously looking inside.
On a recliner not far from the entrance, a person with a folding fan half-covering their face had already quietly fixed their gaze on the other person.
"Sir, is there anything that catches your eye? Why don't you come in and take a closer look?"
Hearing the shopkeeper's enthusiastic greeting, the young man hesitated for a moment before cautiously entering.
"Sir, all the magical artifacts in our shop are forged by professional top-grade weapon refiners. The quality is absolutely guaranteed, and we promise honesty and fair dealing."
"Shopkeeper, how much is this sword?"
Seeing the other party select a seemingly unremarkable high-grade flying sword from among many magical artifacts, a hint of surprise flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes.
Just as he was about to answer, a young waiter suddenly came out of the shop and spoke to the newcomer:
"I'm sorry, this sword is no good. A customer left it with us, so we can't sell it right now."
"Sir, perhaps you should choose another one."
"What? This sword isn't for sale? Why are you leaving it here?"
Upon hearing this, the young man in white was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly put down his flying sword, his heart filled with disappointment.
Just when he thought he was going to miss out on this item, the shopkeeper suddenly spoke up and asked:
"Young friend, may I ask you, what is it that makes you take a liking to this sword?"
"I don't know either, I just saw it from afar and really liked it," the young man said, shaking his head with a sincere expression.
After listening to the man's words, the shopkeeper paused and then smiled, "Since we are destined to meet, I will make an exception for my friend today and sell this sword to you."
"Boss, this sword is... it's been entrusted to someone here. How can we sell it to him so easily? That's not appropriate!"
"Alas, for us cultivators, the most important thing is nothing more than fate."
"Since we are destined to meet, what's inappropriate about it? You may take this sword!"
The young shopkeeper wanted to say something, but seeing the shopkeeper's displeasure, he waved his hand and reluctantly handed the flying sword to him.
Having obtained the sword, the young man was filled with joy. He stared intently at the flying sword in his hand, then turned to leave the shop.
But the shopkeeper reached out and stopped him.
"Hey, young man, please wait a moment."
"Shopkeeper, is there anything else?"
"Hehe! You haven't paid the spirit stones yet."
Since you are a destined person, young friend, I won't make a profit on this sword. Just give me one hundred and thirty spirit stones!
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Only after accepting the spirit stones did Song Qingming smile and see him off.
The waiter had already taken off his hat, revealing a woman's delicate face.
"Husband, I remember you put something in this sword. Did we overpay?"
"In business, there are always gains and losses. Whether he makes a profit or a loss this time depends on his own fate."
I remember when Master was at Guiyun Workshop, he passed on the Taixu Sword to me in the same way, only our acting skills are far inferior to his.
After saying that, Song Qingming smiled and shook his head, his memory seemingly returning to the time when he first bought the "Tai Xu Sword".
At that time, he could never have imagined it.
As a mere Qi Refining cultivator, I had the opportunity to receive a legacy prepared by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Thinking about it now, I still feel that fate is truly wonderful.
Upon hearing this, Li Xuanyi nodded slightly.
"It's fortunate that my master came here, otherwise I'm afraid I would never have met you in this life. This may be a destiny!"
"Today, this child has received a trace of her husband's true teachings; it can be considered that we have repaid the opportunity we had years ago."
"Yes! You're right, the opportunities we missed here will eventually have to be repaid."
Over the past ten years, Song Qingming and Li Xuanyi have followed in the footsteps of their cultivation days, traversing places such as "Qinghefang", "Chiyanfang", and "Jinshanfang".
The two had lived as ordinary people in the town and also pretended to be wandering cultivators in the market, running various shops.
The places he visited were basically the same places Song Qingming had visited when he first entered the Daoist path of cultivation.
Although many years have passed, things have changed drastically.
But returning to the place he remembered always allowed him to recall every detail of his cultivation back then.
As night fell, Li Xuanyi suddenly brought out a bowl of dark, unappetizing stuff and placed it in front of Song Qingming.
"what is this?"
"Grandma Wang next door gave it to me, saying it would be useful!"
"My husband, please drink it!"
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A few days later, Li Xuanyi, who should have been refining weapons in the backyard, suddenly came to Song Qingming with great joy, staring intently at him.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"Hmm! Husband, may I have that Spirit-Nourishing Flower on you?"
"Spirit-Nourishing Flower!"
Upon hearing Li Xuanyi's soft request, Song Qingming stood there stunned for a moment before looking at her with surprise.
"You want the Spirit Flower, could it be..."
Li Xuanyi smiled and nodded. Song Qingming quickly smiled and stepped forward to pull her aside, his divine sense rapidly covering her body.
After a long while, Song Qingming, sensing that a new life had been added to the other person's body, smiled and put down Li Xuanyi's jade hand.
"When did you find out? Why didn't you tell me sooner!"
"I only sensed it when I cast the spell, so I came to tell you right away."
"My husband, after all these years, this child has been quite a journey."
"Yes! We just returned the favor, and he arrived. Perhaps this is fate!"
Song Qingming had been with Huang Siyuan and Li Xuanyi for many years, but they had never been able to have children.
After obtaining the "Spirit Nurturing Flower," Song Qingming was unable to conceive due to his high cultivation level, which left his two partners somewhat helpless.
Unexpectedly, during this trip to the mortal world for spiritual cultivation, Li Xuanyi became pregnant first, which surprised and delighted the two of them.
After saying that, Song Qingming took out a wooden box from his body and handed it directly to Li Xuanyi.
Upon opening the wooden box and seeing the rich spiritual energy emanating from it, Li Xuanyi finally showed a look of satisfaction.
“Husband, I got this first.”
"If Sister Siyuan asks about it later, you'll have to be my witness."
"Don't worry! I know you got it first. Just rest at home and don't start refining any more weapons, so as not to affect the fetus with the spells."
"Yes! I'll do whatever my husband says."
Upon hearing Song Qingming's gentle words of comfort, a happy smile immediately appeared on Li Xuanyi's face.
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Spring passed and winter came, and time flew by. Soon it was time for Li Xuanyi to give birth.
As a cry came from the backyard, a baby appeared on the bed inside the room before Song Qingming entered.
Seeing this, Song Qingming's eyes were filled with excitement, and he immediately stepped forward and picked the other person up.
"Husband, it really is a boy! Quickly, give him a name!"
"He possesses spiritual roots, and according to the family tradition, he should be of the 'Xin' generation. Since he came with a special opportunity, let's call him Xin Yuan."
"Xin Yuan, how wonderful! Coming from fate, it's also a good name."
Upon hearing Song Qingming mention her son's name, Li Xuanyi nodded with satisfaction.
Carefully casting the spell and probing into the baby's body, a smile returned to Song Qingming's face after a moment.
"It seems to be a dual spiritual root of metal and wood. This child's talent is not bad, much better than mine."
"Hehe! He's still my child, so he'll definitely be good."
Both of them were Nascent Soul cultivators, and they had also taken "Spirit Nourishing Flower" during their pregnancies, which could affect the aptitude of the baby. So when Li Xuanyi heard that Song Xinyuan had dual spiritual roots, she was not too surprised.
With the natural talent of dual spiritual roots, he could cultivate normally, and with the full support of his two Nascent Soul parents.
As long as Song Xinyuan cultivates steadily in the future, breaking through to the Golden Core realm will definitely not be a problem, and he may even be able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm.
As a new father, Song Qingming was naturally overjoyed.
To celebrate the birth of his eldest son, Song Xinyuan, he specially hosted several banquets at home and invited the surrounding neighbors to come and join in the festivities.
Song Qingming was toasting everyone with his wine cup when he suddenly noticed a middle-aged Taoist priest sitting at the table. He was so surprised that he stood there dumbfounded.
"Senior Chen, what brings you here!"
"Haha, I originally came to see you, young friend, but I happened to stumble upon a banquet here, so I came in to join in the fun and ask for a cup of spirit wine."
The middle-aged Taoist priest sitting in front of Song Qingming was none other than...
It was none other than the renowned Nascent Soul Ancestor who was famous throughout the entire "Eastern Phoenix Immortal Continent".
Chen Qingxuan, the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Imperial Sect! (End of Chapter)