Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 112 Leng Mu wants to go down the mountain
After returning to his residence, Song Changsheng began to retreat and refine the [God-killing Flying Knife]. This treasure contained a lot of evil energy, which caused him a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, his soul was so powerful that he was not disturbed by it. In just half a month, he had refined all three flying knives, and he could clearly feel the destructive power that was waiting to be unleashed.

"It is indeed a spiritual weapon that ancestor Yun Gui personally practiced. It is even better than the Soul-Severing Blade, and it has another life-saving trump card." Song Changsheng looked at the three flying knives and couldn't put them down.

The preciousness of spiritual weapons is self-evident. It takes a lot of time and resources to cultivate them. The Song family has produced so many foundation-building monks in the past generations, and only a dozen or so spiritual weapons are left behind.

As for cultivating disposable consumables into spiritual weapons, let alone doing it, most people don't even dare to think about it, especially among the foundation-building forces, this is simply a waste of money.

But Song Yungui did just that, and he also broke the rules and used the evil spirit to nourish it, cultivating it into a terrifying killing weapon.

So far, four foundation-building monks have suffered under the [God-killing Flying Knife], and it has left indelible memories for two late-stage foundation-building monks.

Facts speak louder than words, and battle after battle proved Song Yungui's correctness.

He did not store the [God-killing Flying Knife] in his dantian for cultivation, but carried it close to his body because the number of magical weapons in his dantian had reached its limit.

I saw [Lu Wu Bell], [Yin Yang Soul-Slaying Gourd], [Xuan Tian Battle Armor], [Black Jade Lotus], and [Broken Water Gun] floating neatly on the Yin and Yang Dao foundation, absorbing spiritual power to strengthen themselves. .

Containing five magic weapons at the same time is not the limit of Dantian but Song Changsheng's limit.

Ordinary foundation-building cultivators are unable to store one or two items at the same time. It is rare to find those who can store three items at the same time. But people like Song Changsheng, not only in Lingzhou, but even if you look at the entire country. Qi Xiu Zhen Realm is probably the only one.

After all, cultivating magic weapons will affect the speed of cultivation. The greater the number, the greater the impact.

Song Changsheng dared to do this entirely because of the special mental method of cultivation, which mainly relies on absorbing the energy of the sun and the moon. The spiritual power he usually absorbs can be used to cultivate magic weapons. If not for this, he would never dare to do this. Made.

"By the way, I haven't read the invitation yet." Song Changsheng was in a hurry to refine the [God-killing Flying Knife] and almost forgot about the invitation.

He took out the big red invitation, and it felt strange in his hand. It didn't feel like paper or animal skin. He tried to pull it, but there was no change at all.

"With my current physique, I have to weigh hundreds of kilograms even without exerting much force, but it has no effect on this invitation at all. As expected of Luoxia City, an ordinary invitation uses such special materials."

Song Changsheng sighed a little, and then opened the invitation. The moment he opened it, a hazy spiritual light bloomed.

Bursts of piano music suddenly sounded in his ears, sometimes like the tinkling of spring water, which made people feel comfortable; sometimes like an iron horse, making people feel heroic; sometimes it was sad and desolate, making people shed tears.

Unknowingly, a tear ran down Song Changsheng's cheek from the corner of his eye, dripped onto the floor, and broke into several pieces.

Song Changsheng suddenly woke up, looking at the invitation in his hand and couldn't help but feel horrified: "Just the wisp of piano sound sealed in the invitation made me lose my mind. How powerful must the owner of this piano sound be?"

He had a feeling that if the music just now contained murderous intent, he might be dead at this moment.

It's not that Song Changsheng is boasting, his soul power is much stronger than that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation building, but even so, he is still unable to resist the music, and it is even affected by his emotions.

Such methods are simply appalling.The only musician Song Changsheng had ever seen was Zhuang Yuechan. Although her piano music was powerful and could kill people without being seen, compared with the one in this invitation, it was nothing compared to the one in the invitation. There was no comparison at all.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang is the direct disciple of the great city lord. This piano sound is probably the handiwork of that great city lord, right? He is worthy of being the number one under the golden elixir. Such methods are really terrifying." Song Changsheng said with lingering fear.

He kept his mind close and looked at the invitation again, and found that the sound of the piano and the aura had disappeared, becoming very ordinary, no different from ordinary invitations.

However, Song Changsheng was a little surprised by the time mentioned above. There was actually more than a year left, which meant that he would have to stay in Luoxia City for at least a year.

"It's actually taking so long to go, and the old man didn't even say hello in advance." Song Changsheng muttered with some dissatisfaction.

But soon, Song Changsheng thought of a very crucial question. Since he was going to attend a birthday party, he couldn't go empty-handed, right?Where are the gifts you prepared?

"It's impossible to forget such an important thing, right? Ask the Great Elder before you leave."

Song Changsheng walked out of the retreat room, picked up the communication jade token and saw that there was a message left by his spiritual mind. He activated it with spiritual power, and Song Luhuai's voice came out: "See you soon after the retreat."

"Did something happen?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly and quickly rushed to Song Luhuai's residence...

Seeing Song Changsheng's arrival, Song Luhuai said with joy on his face: "You came at the right time. We can't make a decision on this matter. Now we want to hear your opinion."

"What's the matter that even the Presbyterian Council can't make a decision on?" Song Changsheng was a little surprised.

Song Luhuai sighed and said, "He's not that kid from Qingxing."

"Qing Xing? What's wrong with him?" Song Changsheng's heart tightened. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Song Qingxing for several years. Could it be that something happened to them in Xiao Qingshan?
"Don't worry, Qing Xing and the others are very good. However, Qing Xing recently sent me a message that he wants to go down the mountain to experience, and Qing Xi also wants to follow.

Over this matter, the Presbyterian Church was quarreling fiercely. Some people thought that Qing Xing's talent was outstanding and should be hidden until he could become famous in the future.

There are also people who believe that a true swordsman cannot be made by blindly working behind closed doors, and his request should be agreed to.

Neither group of people could convince the other, and finally decided to listen to your opinion. After all, you have been in contact with the two siblings for the longest time. "

Song Changsheng squeezed his eyebrows into the Chinese character Sichuan, and after thinking for a while he said: "Qing Xing is already 17 years old this year, and it is almost time to go down the mountain. He majors in swordsmanship. If the sword does not drink blood, he will never be able to become a qualified swordsman.

Blindly restricting him and hiding him is not a good thing for him, so I think he should be allowed to go down the mountain to experience, but attention must be paid to safety issues. The family cannot afford to lose such a genius. "

Song Luhuai's brows gradually relaxed, and he nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, so just do what you said, but Qingxi also wants to go..."

"Well, there's still time anyway, so I'll go there in person." Song Changsheng said immediately.

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(End of this chapter)