Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 170 Three Foundation Building Pills

A flash of scarlet suddenly appeared in the blue sky, and then spread quickly like a drop of red ink dripping into clear water, dyeing Song Changsheng's vision red.

"It is indeed a blood demon." Song Changsheng's eyes were a little solemn. When they first started fighting, he had already guessed the identity of this group of black-robed men, but now they stopped pretending.

Seeing the Blood Demon Butler being completely swallowed by the blood, Song Changsheng knew that the other party was going to fight for his life, so he immediately did not dare to be careless and kept his spirits high.

"Boy, you are so proud of being able to push me to this point. Today, either you die or I die!" the Blood Demon Deacon roared with a ferocious expression, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"You're a lost dog, and you still dare to bark in front of me. Show off all your skills. I can guarantee that you will definitely be the one who dies!"

Song Changsheng held the [Heaven Measuring Ruler] and the [Yin-Yang Spirit-Slaying Gourd] hanging above his head. The strands of Yin-Yang energy hung down, forming a clear black and white Tai Chi diagram at his feet.

"Go to hell!" The Blood Demon Deacon's eyes widened angrily, and he pressed down his hands suddenly. The blood-colored ocean in the air instantly rushed toward Song Changsheng, trying to swallow it up.

"Watch me burn you to death!" Song Changsheng waved his sleeves, and the spirit-cutting gourd rushed forward. A blue line of fire spurted out from the mouth of the gourd, colliding with the monstrous sea of ​​blood.

"boom--"

"Chila, chila..."

The moment the line of fire collided with the sea of ​​blood, the line of fire suddenly exploded, forming a sea of ​​fire in the air. The sea of ​​blood collided with the sea of ​​fire, and suddenly it was like cold water dripping into a pan of oil, and the whole sky boiled.

There was only a very small area of ​​the sea of ​​fire, which looked far inferior to the scarlet sky that filled the sky. However, the spiritual fire specifically defeated the blood demon's magic. It seemed that the blood demon deacon had the upper hand, but in fact he was unable to break through this sea of ​​spiritual fire at all.

No matter how huge his blood sea is, it can only be swallowed up by the [Cold Flame of the Earth's Core] in the end.

"Damn it, it's actually [Cold Flame in the Earth's Core], you are Song Changsheng!" The Blood Demon Deacon had already reacted at this time, with a trace of resentment in his eyes.

"You just realized it, don't you think it's too slow?" Song Changsheng sneered and changed the technique in his hand: "Please gourd to kill the spirit!"

The spirit-slaying gourd in the air spun around, and an invisible blade went straight into the mind of the Blood Demon Deacon.

If it had been the previous soul-slaying gourd, this blow would have damaged his soul at most, but now that it has been upgraded to a mid-grade spiritual weapon, its power is already incomparable, and it directly washed away the blood demon deacon's sea of ​​consciousness. A mess.

"what!"

The Blood Demon Deacon roared like a madman, and the severe pain from his soul made him lose the ability to think.

"Go to hell!"

With this rare opportunity, Song Changsheng used [Glimpse of Light], and in an instant he was above the Blood Demon Deacon. The iron ruler in his hand emitted a faint light and hit him directly on the head.

"boom"

The Blood Demon Deacon's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, and a mass of transparent material emerged, enveloping the magic wheel and fleeing into the distance at high speed.

"There is actually a backup plan." Naturally, Song Changsheng would not let him go like this. He threw it with all his strength, and the [Measuring Sky Ruler] in his hand suddenly turned into a stream of light and penetrated it directly.

After sensing the death of its master, the magic wheel wanted to escape without restraint.

Song Changsheng directly used the [Lu Wu Bell] to cover it, imprisoning it in mid-air and unable to move.

After all, it is a high-grade spiritual weapon. Although it is a magic weapon, there is no reason to give up. If it is sold on the black market, it will be a large sum of spiritual stones.

After resolving the battle in a devastating manner, Song Changsheng quickly turned around and flew in the direction of Song Yulong and others.

Song Yushi and Song Muqing, who were still awake, were shocked to the point of numbness by Song Changsheng.

Two blood demons in the early stage of foundation building, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and one in the late stage of foundation building. Such power is considered to be in the middle and upper reaches of Lingzhou. However, they fell here so easily. It feels unreal no matter how you look at it.

Is the young man in front of me really just in the middle stage of foundation building?
Looking at Song Changsheng's young face, Song Yushi couldn't help but wonder if this was an old monster who had established the Dzogchen realm, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Song Changsheng didn't know what they were thinking, and he didn't care to exchange greetings with them. He went straight to the unconscious Song Yulong. He knew that the other party was in a terrible state at the moment without checking.

He grabbed the opponent's wrist and did not use [Light of Resurgence] rashly, because he could feel a vicious aura wreaking havoc in the opponent's body.

"The culprit is already dead, why do you still want to turn the world upside down?" Song Changsheng directly gathered most of the evil energy in his body into one place, and then removed it in one fell swoop.

Then he began to use [Light of Recovery] to transfer the vitality-rich spiritual power into the opponent's body.

A quarter of an hour later, Song Yulong's pale cheeks gradually returned to rosy.

But his injuries were too serious. Even Song Changsheng couldn't heal him in a short time. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and he saved his life. If it had been half an hour later, Song Yulong would have been dead. .

"His injuries are too serious. Although I have removed most of the evil spirits, there are still some remaining in his meridians and Dantian. He must rest for a while." He took out a spiritual pill and gave it to him. After getting off, Song Changsheng turned to Song Yushi and said.

Song Yushi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and a hot tear slipped from the corner of her eyes unconsciously. She said with gratitude: "Little girl Song Yushi, thank you fellow Taoist for saving your life. Qing'er, kowtow to my senior."

After saying that, he actually pulled Song Muqing to his knees.

Song Changsheng was startled and quickly stopped him: "What are you doing? We are all a family, why do you need to say more?"

After his repeated insistence, although Song Yushi gave up, she still kowtowed to Song Muqing several times.

This time Song Changsheng did not refuse. In terms of seniority, he was also Song Muqing's elder and could fully bear it.

At this time, Song Changsheng turned his attention to the woman sleeping against the tree trunk and sighed: "It's really because of you. You are lucky too. If someone else had discovered you, you might have been exposed in the wilderness."

"Brother, do you know her?" Song Yushi took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood for Song Yulong, and asked curiously.

"I know you. You must have heard some rumors more or less along the way, right?" Song Changsheng responded while checking Xia Qingxue's injuries.

"Is she really the missing direct disciple of the Golden Crow Sect?" Song Yushi had obviously already guessed it, so she wasn't too surprised.

Song Changsheng nodded and said: "That's right, the Yuanzhou governor gave us an order to search for her some time ago. I didn't expect that you would bump into her."

Hearing this, Song Yushi was a little silent. If she hadn't felt compassion, she wouldn't have been chased by the blood demon, and Song Yulong wouldn't be like this.Song Changsheng didn't know what she was thinking, but looked at Song Muqing aside and said, "How old are you? What's your name?"

"Song Muqing, this year is fifteen." Song Muqing looked at Song Changsheng with awe.

Song Changsheng glanced at him in surprise. At only 15 years old, he had already reached the seventh level of Qi training, which was a little stronger than himself before.

"Okay, I'll give you a task, can you complete it?" Song Changsheng looked into his eyes and asked with encouragement.

Song Muqing nodded firmly and said loudly: "Yes."

"Go and burn those corpses, then take back their Qiankun bags, and then erase the traces of the battle."

Seeing Song Muqing tremblingly walking towards the corpses, Song Changsheng shook his head secretly. He couldn't see the blood in Song Muqing's body. Although his cultivation level was not low, he had never seen blood before, and he still needed to sharpen his skills. OK.

Seemingly seeing Song Changsheng's intentions, Song Yushi said softly: "The family has protected them so well. This is Qing'er's first experience in actual combat and the first time he has touched a corpse. I hope he can grow up a little today." Bar."

"After all, he is just a child, and his performance is already very good." Song Changsheng smiled and reassured, and then began to use [Light of Resurgence] on Xia Qingxue.

Compared to Song Yulong, Xia Qingxue's condition was even worse. Others would have died countless times from such injuries.

The effect of [Light of Resurgence] is not ideal, but at least the injury has been stabilized and there is no risk to life.

After he finished the treatment, Song Muqing came back with a pale face and held several Qiankun bags. Although he had no relevant experience, he did a pretty good job and all the traces were cleaned up. If the other party didn't have any special means, it would be very easy. It's hard to tell who did it.

"Well done, this is yours." Song Changsheng smiled, patted his shoulder, and handed one of the Qiankun bags to him.

"This is brother clan's trophy, how can Qing'er want it?" Song Yushi hurriedly stopped her. This is the Qiankun bag of the foundation-building monk, and its value is definitely not low.

Song Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Just think of it as a little greeting gift from me to this junior. Pack up and get ready to go back to the family. It's not safe here."

Hearing this, Song Yushi said nothing more, while Song Muqing happily took the Qiankun bag.

Song Changsheng came to the [Lu Wuzhong] with his sword, and directly forced himself to refine the magic wheel imprisoned in it. After a while, it was refined.

"In total, this is the third high-grade spiritual weapon I have obtained. It's a pity that the [Luotian Net] was destroyed, and this is another magic weapon." Song Changsheng sighed quietly, and he was out of luck. There was only one of the three. pieces can be used.

After doing all this, Song Changsheng took Song Yushi and others towards Cangmang Peak.

After they left for a while, a figure came with a sword. He landed on the battlefield where Song Changsheng and others were. He looked around and said, "The fluctuations in the battle should be coming from here. Who is fighting?" , can actually cause such a big fluctuation?"

He searched around but found nothing, and finally had to return without success...

When Song Changsheng and others returned to Cangmang Peak, Song Luzhou and Xia Wanyun had already greeted them in front of the mountain. Although Song Yulong and others were just juniors, they had traveled thousands of miles to escort the [Foundation Establishment Pill] for the family, which should be said. The family attaches great importance to them.

"How can the juniors trouble the elders to greet them here?" Although the two brothers Song Yushi were born in Central Continent, they had come back several times with their father Song Luke in their early years. They knew everyone present, and they quickly brought Song Muqing forward to salute.

"This is Yushi. I haven't been back for 20 years. She has broken through the foundation building." Song Luzhou looked at Song Yushi up and down, and his heart was full of emotion. If she was born in a family, she should still be worried about foundation building at this moment. ?
"My niece has met the fifth uncle, Qing'er, and calls her fifth uncle." Song Yushi greeted each of them.

At this time, Xia Wanyun discovered that Song Changsheng was carrying one on his back and holding another in his arms.

She knew Song Yulong, but who was the other woman?
"Son, is Yulong okay?"

"The injury is not serious, but it is under control. Just take a good rest."

"Who is this……"

Song Changsheng glanced around covertly and said softly: "It's not convenient here. I'll tell you later."

At night, after catching the wind and washing away the dust, Song Changsheng, Song Luzhou and others gathered together with Song Yushi.

Song Yushi solemnly took out a box and placed it on the table and said: "This is the [Foundation Building Pill] that the master promised to give us. There are three pills in total. Although the quantity is small, my father won the batch with the best quality."

"The passerby is interested. He has worked hard over the years." Song Luzhou sighed. Over the past 100 years, the Song family has sent more than a dozen outstanding clan members to the master's family.

With the passage of time, most of them have completely severed their ties with the family. Only Song Luke has always been close to the family. Even his descendants have a strong sense of belonging to the "Wangyue Song Family".

Song Yushi hurriedly said: "The fifth uncle is serious. My father said that he was born here, grew up here, and will be buried here after his death. We are all a family, and this is what he should do. It is too common to say this." Outside."

Song Luzhou laughed and said, "Yes, we are all one family, let's not talk about this anymore. Why didn't your father come back this time?"

"The master recently harvested a batch of [Yin Yang Catalpa Hearts] and decided to hold a trial to allocate the quota. My father broke through the Foundation Establishment Perfection a few years ago and was allowed to participate. He couldn't escape, so he let me My niece is here."

Hearing this, everyone present showed expressions of surprise.

"Does this mean that Lu Ke has a chance to become a monk in the Zi Mansion? Yu Shi, is there anything the family can do to help him?" A clan elder stood up and said excitedly.

"Yes, if there is anything the family can do to help, don't be polite." Xia Wanyun also said.

After pondering for a moment, Song Yushi gritted her teeth and said: "My father didn't want to trouble the family, but it is difficult for him to win the trial with only his own strength. Please help me from all the elders!"

"Although Lu Ke is very talented, he has no foundation after all. It is difficult to compete with those people. Yu Shi, just tell me what you need. As long as the family has it, don't be stingy."

Song Luzhou, who had always been a tough guy, stood up and expressed his family's attitude.

Song Yushi felt a warm current pass through her heart and said bluntly: "Father still lacks a magic weapon that can be used."

"Dharma artifact..."

Everyone suddenly fell into deep thought. After a while, Song Luzhou raised his head and said: "The family only has three top-quality spiritual weapons, two of which are on the patriarch's body, and there is still one [sky-shielding umbrella] left. What do you think?"

Everyone unanimously turned their attention to Song Changsheng. This was not a trivial matter. Apart from the clan leader, only he, as the young clan leader, could make the final decision.

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(End of this chapter)