The introductory chapter on array formation was difficult.
But no matter how difficult it was, as long as one had talent in array formation, grinding through it with time would make it relatively simple to get started.
As time passed, He Song continued to delve into the introductory chapter on array formation, feeling that he was not far from mastering the basics.
Although he hadn't yet reached the point where he could set up even the simplest Spirit Gathering Array, He Song wasn't discouraged.
Through continuous study, he had begun practicing carving array patterns on stones, hoping that this would make it easier for him to carve array patterns on spirit stones in the future.
At the same time, after a few days of secluded cultivation, He Song released a Sound Transmission Paper Crane.
After releasing the paper crane, He Song continued his daily rigorous cultivation.
On the outskirts of the Immortal Market, next to He Song's house, a flash of spiritual light arrived in an instant, landing directly in front of a burly figure.
"Hmm? A Sound Transmission Technique?" A familiar voice came from this person. If He Song had been there, he would have immediately recognized this person as his neighbor, Lin Cong.
Lin Cong, who had just broken through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, had been consolidating his cultivation.
But this sudden burst of spiritual light woke him from his meditative state.
Releasing a trace of his aura, the Sound Transmission Paper Crane before him instantly transformed into a piece of paper.
Picking up the paper, Lin Cong's expression quickly turned serious.
"Brother Lin, I left without saying goodbye. I hope you won't blame me, as there were reasons for my actions."
"When we were at the Osmanthus Tower, we heard about the Chiling Gold Mine. After some investigation, I discovered that the Chiling Gold Mine might be on the verge of a crisis, hence this letter."
"If something happens at the Chiling Gold Mine, the Zhushan Immortal Market will be the first to be affected. When the Immortal Market is in turmoil, with our low cultivation levels, we might face great danger."
"I have found a safe place to wait out the storm."
"I hope you can prepare early. Please do not mention this to anyone else."
"He Song."
After scanning the paper, a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation appeared in Lin Cong's hand.
Once the spiritual energy fluctuation disappeared, the paper in Lin Cong's hand scattered in the wind.
After the paper completely vanished, Lin Cong sat on his meditation cushion, his expression changing repeatedly, as if he was deep in thought.
After a long while, he sighed.
"Alright, I'll leave for now!" After a mental struggle, Lin Cong finally made his decision.
At the same time, he firmly remembered He Song's letter in his heart.
This time, He Song had saved his life again!
Lin Cong left.
Just an hour after receiving He Song's Sound Transmission Paper Crane, he packed his belongings and stood in front of He Song's house for a long time, as if trying to etch this place into his memory.
After a long while, he shouldered his pack and strode out of the Immortal Market.
Time passed as He Song continued to cultivate, his strength steadily increasing, and his understanding of the introductory chapter on array formation deepening.
During this period, He Song lived a very regular life.
Apart from cultivation, he spent his time studying the introductory chapter on array formation. Occasionally, he would drink tea and chat with Wei Fan to relax.
Other than that, He Song did nothing else.
Every day, he immersed himself in cultivation and study, as if nothing else in the world concerned him.
But for He Song, external matters truly had nothing to do with him.
Spirit fields? Someone else was taking care of them.
Mining? Only a fool would go mining now.
Visiting friends? Wasn't he already living with a friend?
Thus, three months passed in this manner. He Song's cultivation progressed rapidly, and his understanding of the introductory chapter on array formation grew deeper.
One day, at dusk, at Wei Fan's invitation, He Song left his meditation room and joined Wei Fan on the pavilion of the courtyard.
The pavilion wasn't completely enclosed; it was open on all sides, offering a great view.
Here, Wei Fan had set up a round table and a tea set.
In their leisure time, the two would sit in the pavilion, drinking tea and chatting, while observing everything happening around them.
"I wonder how Old Meng is doing at the Chiling Gold Mine. In these three months, he hasn't sent any news," Wei Fan sighed, gazing at the beautiful sunset in the distance.
In the three months, apart from the Sound Transmission Paper Crane Meng Guan had sent in the first month after leaving, there had been no further news.
Wei Fan was worried.
He Song was no exception.
But both of them knew that no matter how worried they were, there was nothing they could do.
The two of them were in the Immortal Market, while Meng Guan was at the Chiling Gold Mine.
Being in different regions, it was almost impossible to offer any help.
Moreover, with He Song's low cultivation level, even leaving the Immortal Market would be a dangerous endeavor.
"I've sent him a few Sound Transmission Paper Cranes, but I don't know if he received them," He Song said with a worried expression, his gaze gradually shifting to the side.
At the very center of the area where Wei Fan lived, there was a beautifully crafted courtyard.
This courtyard stood higher than all the surrounding ones, making it stand out like a crane among chickens.
That was where the spiritual energy in the Immortal Market was most concentrated.
It was also the residence of the only Foundation Establishment True Person in the Immortal Market.
This True Person's Dharma name was Bear Mountain.
Over the past three months, He Song had caught a glimpse of True Person Bear Mountain from a distance.
Like most cultivators, True Person Bear Mountain appeared as a young man, dressed in exquisite robes.
As for magical tools, He Song hadn't seen any.
But with just one glance, He Song could feel an overwhelming spiritual pressure emanating from him.
The spiritual pressure was immense. The moment He Song sensed it, he knew that True Person Bear Mountain could crush him with a flick of his finger.
This was no exaggeration.
He Song even felt that even if his cultivation reached the late stage of Qi Refining, he would still be effortlessly crushed by True Person Bear Mountain without any chance of resistance.
This True Person Bear Mountain was the only Foundation Establishment True Person in the Immortal Market.
He was also the stabilizing force of the Immortal Market.
As long as he was here, the Immortal Market would not fall into chaos.
However, just as He Song was speaking and instinctively glancing toward that exquisite courtyard, a streak of light suddenly flashed before his eyes.
Carrying a dense spiritual pressure, it swiftly flew into the distance.
The light was earthy yellow.
It seemed to have flown out from that exquisite courtyard.
The dense spiritual pressure also gave He Song a familiar feeling.
As the earthy yellow light streaked across the sky, the two of them, who had been drinking tea and chatting, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Silence.
Silence.
After a long while, He Song's gaze met Wei Fan's.
Both of them saw a trace of shock in each other's eyes.
"The Immortal Market... is going to fall into chaos!" Only then did Wei Fan finally manage to squeeze out a sentence.
Looking in the direction where the light had disappeared, a look of relief soon appeared in Wei Fan's eyes.
(End of Chapter)