Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 130 Wanted
"I am Luoxia City, Mu Guibai!" Zhongzheng's peaceful voice sounded in everyone's hearts, waking up the people who were immersed in the music of the piano.

Everyone raised their heads together and looked at the figure standing in the sky with reverence. That was the great city lord known as No. 1 under the Golden Pill.

"Due to the chaos caused by Xiao Xiao, Luoxia City will be closed off for three days from now on, and everyone will go home. If there are any more private fights, they will be punished!"

The word "kill" made everyone present feel a bone-chilling chill. All the dirty thoughts in their hearts disappeared at this moment, and they all bowed their heads in approval.

As a result, the rare turmoil since the establishment of Luoxia City was eliminated.

"One person determines a city. The great city lord is worthy of the title of the strongest person under the Golden Core. I even doubt that he is no weaker than the Golden Core Master." Song Changsheng sighed softly.

Xu Yunhe agreed with his face. Although he had never seen the real Jin Dan, he was chased by a third-level green-eyed golden-eyed beast many times, and he escaped death every time.

But if he puts it together with the big city lord Mu Guibai, he can only say that there is no comparison. As long as the big demon has three points of the big city lord's means, he has no possibility of escaping.

"The Lord of the City has personally come forward. Even if there are people with ulterior motives in the city, they have to be honest now." Xu Yunhe said easily, and the farce was over.

"I just don't know what happened to the other places." Song Changsheng looked at the winding Shiwan Mountains in the distance and frowned. With so many things happening at this juncture, he felt a little uneasy.

Xu Yunhe was much more free and easy than him. He shrugged indifferently and said: "What do these things have to do with us? That is what the City Lord's Mansion should be concerned about. Even if the sky falls, there are still three City Lords who are holding it up."

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. Brother Yunhe, thank you for your help this time." Song Changsheng did not comment on his words and sincerely thanked him.

A friend in need is a friend indeed. At the critical moment, Xu Yunhe did not care about the gains and losses, and chose to stand by his side without hesitation, and solved the two second-level puppets for him, so that he could concentrate on facing Wu Luochuan.

Even when facing the second-level living puppet, he never backed down. He was still the same as before, without any change.

Xu Yunhe smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Brother Song, you're welcome. Yunhe just tried his best. With Brother Song's strength, it's easy to deal with those two puppets."

"Okay, don't brag. I'm in such a mess right now." Song Changsheng punched him in the chest and said with a wry smile, looking at the blood stains all over his body and the broken sleeves.

"Who forced Brother Song into such a mess? Although Wu Luochuan has some strength, he is not good enough compared to Brother Song." Xu Yunhe asked curiously. Although he was entangled with two puppets just now, He also did not forget to observe the battle between Song Changsheng and Wu Luochuan.

After the first battle, Xu Yunhe only had four words to evaluate him: "Easy and neat."

With his seriously injured body, he easily defeated a second-level mid-level puppet. Xu Yunhe asked himself, even if it were him, he would not be able to do it so quickly. It can be seen that Song Changsheng's strength should be above him.

He wanted to know what kind of enemy could force him to this point.

"This is not the place to talk. We haven't seen each other for many years. Let's find a place to have a good chat."

The place Song Changsheng was talking about was naturally the family grocery store. With the chaos just now, he was worried that it would affect that place.

Taking Xu Yunhe back to the grocery store, he was relieved to find that everything was fine here. The family's industry in Luoxia City was ruined, and he would have to bear some responsibility.

"squeak"

At this time, the closed door of the grocery store was opened a crack, and a head poked out. Song Changsheng suddenly smiled, who else could it be besides Song Qingluo?

"Young Patriarch, are you injured?" Song Qingluo looked at the bloody Song Changsheng and couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

His cry was like throwing a pebble into a calm lake, causing waves immediately. Song Xiantu and a group of old people rushed out and surrounded Song Changsheng.

Looking at the concerned eyes of everyone, Song Changsheng felt warm in his heart. He stopped Song Qingluo who was about to run to get the medicine, and loudly announced to everyone: "Cheng Yufei, the elder of the Earth Fire Sect, will be executed today!"

"Young patriarch, you...you killed Cheng Yufei?" Song Xiantu asked in shock.

"Yes, the family has lost another major threat."

The scene was completely silent for a moment. They all knew who Cheng Yufei was. He was the great elder of the Dihuo Sect, Chang Wudao's junior brother, a late-stage foundation-building monk, and a rare master in Lingzhou.

But now, such a character is actually in the hands of a young man, which is a bit fantasy no matter how you look at it.

"The young patriarch is worthy of being the first genius in the family in a hundred years. The family will be prosperous!" Song Xiantu's eyes flashed with tears. After more than 100 years, the family finally produced a genius who could compare with his ancestors.

"It turns out that Brother Song actually killed Cheng Yufei. No wonder he was forced to this point." Xu Yunhe's eyes changed completely when he looked at Song Changsheng. He was a veteran late-stage foundation-building monk, and he was actually beheaded by Song Changsheng.

He has a clear estimate of his own strength. There are few opponents in the same realm, and he can even fight beyond the level. But when facing Cheng Yufei, he can only run away in embarrassment.

"It's all based on the power of treasures." Song Changsheng replied, and then introduced to everyone: "This is my friend Xu Yunhe. He is the one-armed swordsman who has become famous in Bianzhou in recent days."

"White clothes and one arm, it's true." Song Qingluo was startled and looked at Xu Yunhe with eyes shining with admiration.

"You brat, I've never seen you like this when facing me." Song Changsheng laughed and cursed, and then said to Song Xiantu: "I also asked the clan elder to arrange a table of good food and wine to be delivered to my room. Brother Yunhe and I haven't seen each other for many years. , I want to have a good talk."

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Liuyun Mountain Range, where the Earth Fire Sect is stationed.

Li Tiancheng lowered his head and walked a little hurriedly. When the disciples greeted him on the way, he did not bow his head to them like before.

He quickly came to a closed stone room and said in a dry voice: "Report to the Sect Master, just now, the deacon in charge of the soul lamp came to report that Senior Brother Cheng's soul lamp... went out."

"What? Who did it!"

Chang Wudao's voice was full of anger, causing a lot of gravel to slide down.

Li Tiancheng lowered his eyebrows and said: "There is no definite news yet, but I think we must be inseparable from the Song family."

"Asshole, Junior Brother Cheng's whereabouts are top secret. Whoever leaked it, go and find out for me. No matter who it is, I will make him live worse than death!" Chang Wudao roared. He had not been so rude for a long time. Well, the last time was when my only son died.

"No!" Li Tiancheng's heart trembled. He knew that there was going to be another bloody storm in the door.

The death of Cheng Yufei was a huge blow to the sect. Not only was he the second-largest figure in the sect, he was also ordered to go to Luoxia City to bid for the cultivation method for Chang Wudao. This was related to Chang Wudao's hope of becoming the Zifu.

But now, the people are gone, and the idea of ​​​​bidding at a high price is gone. This is all the savings accumulated by the Dihuo Sect over the years!After Li Tiancheng retreated, Chang Wudao, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.

This incident hit him too hard.

It has been many years since he achieved the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, but because he did not have the third level of fire-based mind skills, he has been unable to take a step further and dominate Lingzhou.

But now, I finally had hope, but it was shattered again, and all the sect's savings were lost.

He hates, he is angry, he blames God for why he is so unfair!

"So what if I don't have that mental technique? I can still break through Zifu, Song Xianming, I must win this time!" Chang Wudao looked crazy. He stood up and walked to the bookshelf not far away, where a book was quietly placed. A dark green jade slip.

He had picked it up several times, but shelved it several times. But this time, he no longer hesitated and directly picked up the jade slip...

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In the room, Song Changsheng and Xu Yunhe, who had taken care of their injuries and changed their clothes, were sitting opposite each other. The table in front of them was filled with fragrant delicacies.

Song Changsheng stood up and poured the spiritual wine for Xu Yunhe himself, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhu once told me that by the time we see you again, you will definitely have become a famous swordsman.

I thought so at the time, but what I didn't expect was that we would meet again so soon, and you have become a famous swordsman in Zhu Daoyou's mouth.

I have heard about the reputation you made in Shiwandashan even in Lingzhou. "

Xu Yunhe held the wine glass, with a flash of reminiscence in his eyes as he said, "I owe all of this to you, Fellow Daoist Song. If it hadn't been for your wake-up call that day, Yunhe would not be where he is today."

His thoughts drifted back to the time he was in the cave a few years ago. At that time, his right arm was broken, and he was already devastated and no longer had any hope for the future.

But Song Changsheng said to him at that time: "A swordsman should rather break than bend, and would rather break than bend. No matter how difficult and dangerous the front is, one should be unyielding and move forward courageously.

When you encounter setbacks, you give up easily and say death. Are you worthy of the three-foot green sword in your hand, and can you be a swordsman?

Even if you die, you should die on the way forward, not in this barren land! "

Every word was so inspiring that he still remembered it in his heart. It was precisely because of these words that he successfully achieved nirvana with his broken body and broke through the foundation.

Song Changsheng did not take any credit. What he said may have played some role, but the most important thing was Xu Yunhe himself. It was his perseverance that supported him to where he is today.

"Have you been in Bianzhou all these years?" Song Changsheng drank a glass of wine and changed the topic.

Xu Yunhe nodded and said: "I parted ways with Fellow Daoist Zhu on the way, and returned to my residence to check the harvest in the cave, and unexpectedly found a Foundation Establishment Pill.

I deeply felt that this was an opportunity given to me by heaven, so I learned the way of swordsmanship while traveling, and finally came to Bianzhou. After several years of hard training, I finally succeeded in breaking through with the Foundation Establishment Pill, and finally stayed here. While practicing. "

Although it was just a few light words, Song Changsheng could imagine how much hardship he had put in. Compared to him, he was really lucky.

"By the way, where is Fellow Daoist Zhu now? With his qualifications, he should have broken through the foundation building, right?" Xu Yunhe didn't know what Song Changsheng was thinking, and asked about the whereabouts of the little fat man. He had known Zhu Yiqun even earlier. .

"I haven't seen him in several years. At that time..." He told the story of the little fat man's reason for coming to him.

Xu Yunhe suddenly frowned and said, "Since he guessed that the one-armed swordsman was me, why didn't he come to look for me when he arrived in Bianzhou?"

"This is exactly what I am confused about. When I got here, I contacted one or two fellow Taoists who knew him, but there was no news about him. I'm afraid I encountered some trouble."

There was some worry in Song Changsheng's eyes. With Zhu Yiqun's temperament, it was impossible not to contact Xu Yunhe when he arrived in Bianzhou. Either he didn't come to Bianzhou at all, or he encountered some big trouble and didn't want to implicate Xu Yunhe.

If it's the former, that's it. If it's the latter...

Both of them thought about something, and for a while, the atmosphere became a little silent, with only the sound of swallowing drinks left.

After a long time, Song Changsheng said: "Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. That damn fat man is definitely still alive and well, and maybe he has gained weight. After all, he is so good at eating."

Xu Yunhe suddenly showed a knowing smile, yes, how could the scourge die so easily? He couldn't be sure where he could live happily now, right?
The atmosphere returned to normal again. The two of them talked about their experiences over the years and drank together, and the night passed unknowingly.

Early the next morning, Song Qingluo hurriedly knocked on his door.

"What's the matter?" Song Changsheng asked with some confusion.

Song Qingluo held up a piece of yellowed paper in his hand and said excitedly: "Young Patriarch, the City Lord's Mansion and Luoxia Auction House have just issued a wanted order!"

"Wanted order?" Song Changsheng and Xu Yunhe looked at each other and quickly took the "Wanted Order" from his hand.

I saw that the above first gave a brief description of what happened yesterday:

"The evil cultivator robbed Xia Wanyun of the auction house and was seriously injured by the auction house, but he managed to escape from the city.

Two blood demons and their followers sneaked into the city, took advantage of the chaos and robbed a valuable treasure, and incited the monks in the city to fight, causing chaos in Luoxia City. After a hunt, one of the two Zifu blood demons was killed and the other injured.

A living puppet born with intelligence injured three foundation-building monks guarding the city and fled into Shiwan Mountain. "

To sum up, except for one who died, none of the others were caught.

Song Changsheng murmured a little in his heart. The main reason why Luoxia City has been able to resist the demonic beasts from the Hundred Thousand Mountains for so many years is its powerful city protection formation. Once it is activated, even the demon king cannot break it.

As long as the big formation was activated yesterday, these few people would be like turtles in the urn, unable to fly. The truth is very simple.

But the city defense formation was not activated from the beginning to the end yesterday, which was really unusual and full of strangeness.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he continued to look down. After explaining the process, the next step was "wanted" and reward. With just one glance, Song Changsheng's breathing suddenly stopped...

(End of this chapter)