Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 167: Taking charge of the General Affairs Hall

Looking at the door, Song Changsheng felt extremely uneasy, fearing that after he pushed the door open and entered, he would get news that he would find difficult to accept.

Song Xianyun is an extremely important existence both to him and to the entire [Wangyue Song Family]. If something happens to him, it will definitely be a disaster for the family.

Taking a deep breath, Song Changsheng slowly opened the door.

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door was opened, and Song Changsheng came to the master bedroom. Two members of the younger generation of the family were guarding the door.

"Young Patriarch?" When they saw him, the two of them were obviously a little surprised, and then there was a burst of excitement. Song Changsheng was now a celebrity.

In the past, he was only famous in his family or in Lingzhou, but now, his name has spread throughout most of Qi's cultivation world, and it has a tendency to continue to spread.

After all, his record is too brilliant.

Young people like to worship the strong. Although Song Changsheng left the family for almost two years, his prestige within the family has not declined but has risen, becoming the new spiritual pillar of the family.

"How is the Great Elder?" Song Changsheng asked a little uneasily, not noticing the change in his clan's attitude towards him.

The two of them looked at each other, and one of them said respectfully: "To the young patriarch, the elder is in a very bad condition right now. He told you to go see him as soon as you come back."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's heart sank. This news was really terrible.

"Open the door."

When Song Changsheng walked into the bedroom, a chill suddenly hit his face, causing him to frown instantly: "Even the Wanzai Ice Bed has been used. Is it already so serious?"

He quickly came to the "bed" made of ice. The biting chill was emanating from it. This was a treasure brought by Song Taiyi, the first ancestor of the Song family, from his master's house. It could effectively curb the injuries in the body.

Only Song Xianyun, a foundation-building monk, dared to lie directly on it like this. If he were a mortal, he would have been frozen into an ice sculpture if he were so close, but his face was just a little pale.

Song Changsheng sat down by the bed. He could feel that Song Xianyun was very weak at the moment. Fortunately, the fire of life was still relatively strong, so there should be no worries about his life. This made him sincerely relieved.

A family cannot lose its chief elder, just like a person cannot lose his right hand.

Holding the old man's thin hand, Song Changsheng called softly: "Grandpa 21, Grandpa 21..."

After a while, Song Xianyun woke up from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at the face that had faded away from youthfulness. A smile appeared on his pale face and he said gently: "You're back?"

Song Changsheng nodded: "I'm back, how do you feel?"

"My injury is not a problem, it's just a little trouble. It's just that I can no longer deal with family affairs during this period. Fortunately, you are back." Song Xianyun spoke with difficulty, breathing heavily every time he spoke.

"Who did this?" Song Changsheng's tone was calm, but full of murderous intent, which was frightening.

"About a month ago, my eldest brother and I worked with [Xiangzhou Rong Family] to ambush Yu Chengbo and others. Originally everything went smoothly and our strength had an absolute advantage.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Mao Wuwei activated the spiritual power in his body and blew himself up. At that time, I and two other members of the Rong family were besieging him.

Although we were warned by our eldest brother in advance, the distance was too close after all. One Rong died on the spot and the other was seriously injured, and I was also seriously injured. "Song Xianyun looked gloomy. No one expected that Mao Wuwei would choose to self-destruct so decisively.

You must know that after the death of a monk, the soul and true spirit will return to heaven and earth and be reincarnated. Even if the soul is scattered, as long as the true spirit remains immortal, there is still a chance to enter reincarnation.

Therefore, the unspoken rule in the world of cultivation is that true spirits cannot be killed, otherwise they will be regarded as evil and evil. Of course, few people abide by this.

Everyone understands the principle of cutting grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will bring new growth. It can only mean that no righteous monks will do this, so monks can still be reincarnated after falling.

Self-destruction is a decisive blow that uses his own spiritual power and true spirit as a guide. As a foundation-building Dzogchen monk, Mao Wuwei's power of self-destruction can completely threaten the Zifu monks. The foundation-building monks are just delivering food.

It was not easy for Song Xianyun to come back alive.

"Fortunately, Yu Chengbo and He Beishui are not much better. They were injured more seriously than me. They won't be able to recover in a few years. The plan is considered completed."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Song Xianyun's face. For a long time in the future, the Lieyang Sect will no longer have the energy to interfere in Lingzhou's affairs. This is good news for the Song family.

Song Changsheng was a little silent. This plan was promoted by him, and Song Xianyun's injuries could be considered as his indirect cause.

Seemingly sensing Song Changsheng's thoughts, Song Xianyun smiled and said, "It is my honor to die for the family, cough cough cough..."

He suddenly coughed violently, and his chest rose and fell exaggeratedly.

Song Changsheng's heart sank, and he quickly injected spiritual power into him. With the injection of spiritual power, Song Xianyun gradually calmed down, and his face became more rosy, no longer as pale as before.

"How come your spiritual power is so strong? Have you overdrawn your own vitality?" Song Xianfeng vigorously shook off Song Changsheng's hand and asked with a gloomy face.

Song Changsheng was stunned, overdrafting his vitality?
"You misunderstood, I just lost some spiritual power to you."

"You are a monk with water and fire attributes, and later converted to yin and yang attributes. If it wasn't for overdrafting your vitality, where did your spiritual power come from?" Song Xianyun looked at him with suspicion. This really goes against common sense.

Song Changsheng knew that Song Xianming would not take aim without aim, and since he did not overdraw his vitality, there was only one situation in which his spiritual power had problems.

He stretched out his right hand and condensed a ray of spiritual power on his fingertips. The spiritual power showed black and white colors representing yin and yang. It was no different from before. If you feel it carefully, you can find that there is a majestic vitality in it.

"What...is going on?" Song Changsheng was stunned. Why did his spiritual power contain such strong vitality?
Song Xianyun also reacted: "You don't know what happened?"

He thought for a while and said in deep thought: "Have you come into contact with treasures related to the law of life during this time?"

"No..." Song Changsheng retorted subconsciously, but he soon realized that it seemed that there really was one. Isn't it the unknown plant in the Qiantian Secret Realm?

Seeing the change in his expression, Song Xianyun understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "In any case, this change should not be a bad thing. After you injected spiritual power into me just now, I feel much better."

Song Changsheng felt relieved after hearing this, yes, this is a good thing.

"Then I'll give you a little more."

Song Xianyun stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "No, your spiritual power is very effective, but it is not omnipotent. If you lose too much, it will have no effect. Sit tight, I have something to tell you."

"My grandson is listening attentively," Song Changsheng said respectfully.

"First of all, there is the issue of family affairs. Now I can't take charge of the affairs. My eldest brother has gone into seclusion again. The family affairs are all on Lu Zhou and Lu Yao. I need you to take over the family affairs for a period of time.

Moreover, the effect of [Blue Sky White Jade Pill] is better than expected. It will take about a year to heal the injuries on the body. By then, we can plan to break through the Zi Mansion. During this time, the family is also collecting materials to build the Zi Mansion. This is The family's top priority right now.

In addition, the people sent by the passers-by are already on the way, and there is no telling when they will arrive at the family. You will personally receive them when the time comes, and you will also distribute the [Foundation Establishment Pill].

Finally, remember to be careful of the Dihuo Gate. They are too quiet during this period. If something goes wrong, there will be monsters. Chang Wudao is very ambitious, so you have to be careful..."

Song Xianyun explained everything in detail, and by the time Song Changsheng walked out of the courtyard, it was already an hour later.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to go to the General Affairs Hall first. In any case, in the future, that will be his main battlefield, and he must first understand it in depth.

When I stepped into the General Affairs Hall, I saw that the desks were piled with various jade slips, and a fat man was immersed in them and writing furiously.

"Fifth uncle."

The fat man looked up, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face. He walked forward quickly, took Song Changsheng's hand, and said emotionally: "It's great that you are back."

Song Changsheng felt a chill and felt very unaccustomed to Song Luzhou's enthusiasm. He pulled his hand back without leaving a trace and said, "Where's Aunt Ninth?"

As soon as Song Luyao was mentioned, Song Luzhou's face suddenly showed a look of sadness and anger: "Don't mention her to me. We agreed that the two of us would handle the family affairs together, but I haven't seen her for a month, and all these affairs have been left to her." I’m alone!”

Hearing this, Song Changsheng secretly laughed in his heart. Song Luzhou could lie down and never sit, and he could sit and never stand. Among the elders of the family, he was the laziest.

It is indeed a bit difficult for him to deal with these mountains of general affairs alone.

"Aunt Ninth should have her own considerations. I just went to see Grandpa 21, and he asked me to share some of it with you."

Hearing this, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on Song Luzhou's face. He pushed Song Changsheng on the throne and said, "I've been waiting for your words. This hall belongs to you from now on."

After that, Song Lu Zhou flew away, leaving only Song Changsheng alone in the wind.

"From what I heard from Uncle Wu, all this work is in my own hands." Looking at the piles of jade slips on the desk, Song Changsheng's mouth twitched...

Under the clear blue sky, a huge spaceship was coming across billions of miles. A young man with a resolute face stood on the side, quietly overlooking the bottom, somewhat lost in thought.

After a while, a beautiful woman came to him with a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old and said: "The flying boat has sailed into the Daqi cultivation world, and we will land on the territory of the Golden Crow Sect."

"Golden Crow Sect, it is said that its strength is not much weaker than that of the family." The young man said with some surprise.

"Which family are you talking about? If it's the one we're staying with, it's definitely stronger than the Golden Crow Sect. If it's the one we're going to soon, it's much better than this behemoth." The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"Of course it's the one you're staying in now. I've never been to the one you mentioned." The young man said matter-of-factly.

"The one we are going to now is much worse than the Golden Crow Sect. There is no comparison at all." The beautiful woman ruffled the boy's hair and said.

When the young man heard this, his face suddenly fell and he said, "Then why do we come here?"

The woman smiled softly, eclipsing everything around her. She looked at the distant sky, as if to herself and to the boy, and said, "Because that is our root, that is our real home."

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In the early morning, Song Changsheng stretched his sore arms, and then slumped on the seat without any image, and said helplessly: "When will the approval be completed? The fifth uncle is so unreliable, he actually did it five times in a row." The approvals from days ago have not yet been completed.”

Song Changsheng has been fighting in the General Affairs Hall for a whole night since he came back. There are still a lot of jade slips piled on the desk, but he is already exhausted.

He felt that sitting in the General Affairs Hall and dealing with general affairs was more tiring than fighting with others.

At this time, a figure in black robe appeared in the General Affairs Hall. Song Changsheng looked up and found that he was a spy from the Fengyu Hall.

He respectfully presented a jade slip and said, "Young Patriarch, urgent information from the Palace Master."

Fengyu Palace is a family intelligence agency founded by Song Luyao after she retired to the second line. In order to facilitate the spying of intelligence, she trained many monks with foreign surnames. However, it started too late and the business has not been spread yet, so she has not been able to find out much valuable intelligence.

Hearing that the other party said it was urgent information, Song Changsheng immediately became interested. When he took it and took a look, his face became extremely ugly.

It read: "The Golden Crow Sect's birthday celebration team was attacked, the elder Dai Zichen died, and the whereabouts of an important figure are unknown."

"The sky is really falling now." Song Changsheng sighed faintly, and he smelled a hint of conspiracy.

He had been in contact with Dai Zichen several times, and his strength was definitely not weak. But now, he is dead.

He is not an ordinary Zifu monk, he is the envoy sent by the Golden Crow Sect to congratulate the great city lord on his birthday. This is no longer a provocation, this is a declaration of war against the Golden Crow Sect!

The intelligence also mentioned that an important person was missing. You could even guess with your toes that it was Xia Qingxue. Her status was even higher than that of Dai Zichen. If she had any shortcomings, Song Changsheng could not imagine how violent the reaction of the Golden Crow Sect would be.

The Golden Crow Sect will never swallow this bad breath. A war is inevitable. Song Changsheng can only pray that this war will not affect the family.

You must know that the Song family is nominally a vassal of the Golden Crow Sect. If they want to recruit the Song family to participate in the war, the Song family has no room to refuse...

At the junction of Yuanzhou and Qingzhou, Xia Qingxue was fleeing at high speed, and behind her was a large group of black-robed pursuers.

She was obviously seriously injured. If it weren't for the special flying boat she was traveling in, she would have been overtaken long ago.

Xia Qingxue's eyes were filled with majestic killing intent. If she was not injured, she would not take these people seriously at all.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and Xia Qingxue's eyes are getting colder.

At this moment, one of them took out a dark talisman with a grin and activated it. In an instant, a dark beam of light instantly penetrated the flying boat, and Xia Qingxue was also submerged by the beam...

(End of this chapter)