Chapter 47 Inquiring for Information

After bypassing several high mountains, Song Qingming hurried south for more than a hundred miles and came to a high mountain.

After arriving at the place, Song Qingming took out a black token from his body, then clenched his hands and slowly injected his spiritual power into it. After a while, a white light shot out from the token and shot straight to an open space on the high mountain in front.

The originally empty place was illuminated by the white light emitted by the token, and a burst of colorful spiritual light suddenly appeared. When the spiritual light slowly dissipated, a large area of ​​cyan tents appeared between the originally empty mountain tops.

More than 20 tents were lined up on the top of the mountain. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a cyan giant python entwined on the top of the mountain. This was a temporary camp of Feiyunwei in the Fuyun Mountains.

Feiyunwei has been active in the depths of the Fuyun Mountains all year round. In order to facilitate their actions, every time they explore a place, they will choose a suitable place nearby to build a temporary camp for them to stay for a long time.

This high mountain is also a second-level spiritual vein. It was originally occupied by a second-level inferior flying feather tiger. More than a month ago, Song Qingming and others, led by a foundation-building senior of Feiyunwei, killed the monster and settled the camp here.

In addition to a foundation-building cultivator who is not often in the camp, there are more than 30 Qi-refining cultivators stationed here. These Feiyunwei go out to their assigned locations during the day to explore the information of monsters, and return to the camp before sunset to rest.

After joining Feiyunwei for two months, Song Qingming has already had some preliminary understanding of this place.

The entire Feiyunwei has more than 100 people, including three foundation-building cultivators, and the rest are Qi-refining cultivators, basically all of whom have a cultivation base of more than the fifth level of Qi-refining. They are divided into 12 guards, each with more than a dozen people. After Song Qingming joined, he was arranged by Lu Yunfei in the 11th guard.

About 30% of the Feiyun Guards are cultivators from the Xiaoyao Sect. Lu Yunfei, who recruited Song Qingming into the Feiyun Guards that day, was an inner disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. He joined the Feiyun Guards as the leader of the first guard only because the sect sent him to garrison in Guiyunfang.

In addition to the cultivators from the Xiaoyao Sect, the remaining cultivators are all kinds of casual cultivators hired by Guiyunfang. Every time the Feiyun Guards go out to perform a mission, there is a strict mission process and time arrangement. There is no mission to prohibit cultivators from leaving the camp at will.

For a member like him who has just joined, there will not be too many tasks assigned by the upper level. Today, he completed the task early and returned to the camp.

Just as he walked to his tent, Song Qingming saw a noise in the tent next to him, and an old man in black clothes walked out. The old man saw Song Qingming and came over with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you have completed the mission so early today. I thought I would see you later." The old man in black walked in front of Song Qingming and said with a smile on his face.

The old man in black was named Shi Mofeng, who was over 90 years old. He was a casual cultivator who had joined Feiyun Guard for many years. Song Qingming and this man both belonged to the 11th Guard of Feiyun Guard and lived in the same camp. Naturally, they had met before. However, he had just arrived and was not familiar with the others except Lu Yunfei who brought him in.

Song Qingming saw that Shi Mofeng seemed to have been waiting for him here for a long time. Seeing that he seemed to have something to ask him, he saluted and said, "Senior, why are you here to see me today?"

"I heard from Captain Lu last time that Fellow Daoist Song still has a mid-grade magic talisman. This time, I'm a little unlucky. I encountered several bad-tempered monsters in succession. I have used up all the life-saving talismans on my body. Can you sell me a few of them? I owe you a favor." Shi Mofeng saw that Song Qingming knew his intention, so he didn't beat around the bush and directly told him his intention.

"Senior Shi is too polite. We are all fellow Daoists and should take care of each other. But I don't have many talismans left. I can only give you two. Please don't mind." Song Qingming hesitated for a moment and agreed readily.

"Then, thank you very much, young friend."

Shi Mofeng took the two talismans handed over by Song Qingming, happily put them into the storage bag, and then took a few spiritual stones for Song Qingming.

Song Qingming did not refuse. After joining Feiyunwei, he found that since they had to stay in Fuyun Mountain for at least three months for each mission, they often lacked various supplies and had no way to replenish them.

People like Shi Mofeng who were unlucky enough to encounter several high-level monsters besieged, once the consumables such as talismans were used up, they would not dare to go out to perform the mission without safety guarantee.

Fortunately, Song Qingming still had enough talismans on him, and selling a few of them to him would not affect his next mission.

Among the talismans that Song Qingming had refined in Lingyuan Mountain in recent years, auxiliary talismans such as the God Traveling Talisman, the Earth Escape Talisman, and the Invisibility Talisman had not been selling well in Caolu Mountain. He had stockpiled a lot of them in recent years. Unexpectedly, when he came here, these less popular talismans became popular supplies.

Song Qingming was naturally happy to see this happen, as he could not only exchange the talismans he had stored for spirit stones, but also make friends with some fellow practitioners. It was a pity that there was no way to find all kinds of materials for making talismans in the Floating Cloud Mountains, otherwise he could have made a small profit from this team of more than a dozen cultivators.

After completing the transaction with Song Qingming, Shi Mofeng stroked his gray beard, thought for a while, and then slowly said something.

"I heard that you are asking about the black market. I have been in the Fuyun Mountains for many years and I know some things. I wonder if you are free to chat."

Song Qingming was about to return to his tent, but Shi Mofeng suddenly said something that surprised him.

After arriving at Guiyunfang, Song Qingming didn't know many people. He only asked Lu Yunfei about the black market. It's a pity that Lu Yunfei has only been in Guiyunfang for more than two years. He has only heard about the black market and doesn't know the specific situation.

After listening to Shi Mofeng's words, Song Qingming hurriedly and enthusiastically invited him to his tent. Shi Mofeng, an old-fashioned casual cultivator who has been in the Fuyun Mountains for decades, must know some black market news. Song Qingming also wanted to ask him, but the two were not familiar with each other before. Today, this old guy took the initiative to find him, and Song Qingming naturally would not refuse him.

After the two entered the tent, Song Qingming poured two cups of spiritual tea and then asked about the black market. Shi Mofeng was not a sly person and was very enthusiastic about Song Qingming, telling him a lot of useful information.

After Shi Mofeng's instructions, Song Qingming knew that the so-called black market was a place where some cultivators sold some shady or rare items. There were several such places in the Floating Cloud Mountains, and it was also the place where the cultivators near Guiyunfang sold stolen goods.