Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 186 Is he really a genius?

"My grandson takes the order." Song Changsheng replied subconsciously, but he quickly came to his senses and the other party couldn't hear him.

He came to the top of the mountain as quickly as possible. The door of the palace had been opened. When he walked in, he saw the familiar figure.

Compared to before, the aura on the opponent's body became more powerful, making him feel a heavy pressure.

"Is this grandpa's true strength?" Song Changsheng marveled in his heart. He had seen many monks at the level of Foundation Establishment and Dzogchen.

Nearby were Grandpa Twenty-One, Chang Wudao, Liu Hongye, and the bearded man who was besieged and killed by them.

Far away were the two elders Niu Dazhuang, Qianri Qianyue and Yin Shang.

They are both Foundation-Building Dzogchen monks, but there is no comparison in their momentum. This gap cannot be described clearly in one or two sentences.

"My grandson sends his greetings to grandpa."

Song Xianming turned around slowly, a smile appeared on his old face, nodded lightly and said: "Yes, your cultivation level has not fallen behind. Please tell me what happened to the family recently."

"Well, there's been a lot going on recently, and I can't even finish it in a short while."

"Then let's make a long story short." Song Xianming glared and said.

“After you went into seclusion, the Blood Demon ambushed and killed an elder of the Golden Crow Sect and a direct disciple of a Supreme Elder, and then framed the blame on the Tianmai Sect.

Although the disciple of the Supreme Elder was rescued by Yushi and Yulong, and we tried to wake him up, we still could not prevent the war between the two sects, but fortunately the family was not involved...

Then some time ago, Liu Hongye occupied the original Liuyunfang City and released news that he would establish the Liuyun Sect. He also invited us to participate in the ceremony, and that's about it. "Song Changsheng said briefly.

After listening to his narration, Song Xianming fell silent.

He also didn't expect that he had been in seclusion for less than half a year, and so many things would happen during this period, none of which was simple.

After a moment of silence, Song Xianming stroked his beard and said, "You mean, after you revealed that the murderer was the Blood Demon, the Golden Crow Sect still went to war with the Tianmai Sect?"

"Yes, this is what my grandson is confused about. Logically speaking, the news should have been conveyed back."

"You mean, the enemy has already reached Baiyun Peak, and Chang Wudao hasn't shown up yet?"

"Yes, my grandson guessed that he was probably in retreat to break through the Zi Mansion, and that he had reached a critical stage, but Grandpa Twenty-One believed that Chang Wudao did not dare to rush to try to break through without the appropriate mental method.

But I think what Grandpa Twenty-one said is a bit too absolute. "Song Changsheng made no secret of his worries. He still trusted his intuition very much.

Song Xianming frowned slightly and said: "Chang Wudao is very dangerous. We can no longer look at him in the same way as before. We must prepare for the worst."

Then, he looked at Song Changsheng and said, "After I made some adjustments, I began to prepare for a breakthrough. The burden of the family has to be handed over to You and Xian Yun."

"So anxious?" A look of surprise appeared in Song Changsheng's eyes. Do you want to retreat again just after you came out of seclusion?

Song Xianming smiled and said: "Breaking through the Zifu is not that simple. It will take a long time to prepare. The formal retreat will be in a year. During this period, if you have any confusion in cultivation, you can come to me."

"Speaking of which, my grandson does have some things that require grandpa to take action himself."

Saying that, Song Changsheng took out a green vine and a large net broken in half from the Qiankun Bag: "This vine was obtained from the Qiantian Secret Realm. It is very rare. My grandson is willing to use it." It is refined into a magical weapon.

But based on its grade, it would be too wasteful to refine it into a second-grade magic weapon, so I would like to ask you to do it yourself.

This net is the top-grade spiritual weapon of the Lieyang Sect [Luo Tian Net]. It was damaged during the battle. Do you think it is possible to save it? "

Hearing this, Song Xianming picked up the ten-foot-long vine. After carefully observing it, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "It is actually the backbone of a fourth-order spiritual plant. How could such a treasure appear in the Qiantian Secret Realm?"

Song Changsheng quickly recounted the whole story in detail.

Song Xianming fell into deep thought, and after a long time he sighed and said: "Luoxia City's good luck path, this shows that the laws of that small world will soon advance.

Fortunately, you are not stupid. There is a strong power of law in this vine. If it is refined into a second-level magic weapon, it will be a waste of resources. If it is refined into a third-level magic weapon, it will be upgraded to a magic weapon in a short time. .

Leave this item with me for now, and wait until I break through the Zi Mansion to refine a good magic weapon for you. "

Song Changsheng was overjoyed and full of expectations. The old man's action was naturally extraordinary.

After putting away the vines, Song Xianming turned his attention to the [Luotian Net] again. Looking at its dim appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sighed: "This is the first-class spiritual weapon of the Lieyang Sect, it is not as good as The family’s [Umbrella] is so bad, it’s really a waste!”

Looking at the old man's gloomy eyes, Song Changsheng shrank his neck unconsciously and said, "My grandson doesn't want to think about it either. Who knew it was so weak and would break after a few cuts? Do you think there is any hope of repairing it?"

"How many times will it break before it breaks?" Song Xianming's mouth twitched even more fiercely, and after a while he nodded and said: "It can be repaired. When the time comes, use the Five Elements Essence to cultivate it, and it can be restored to the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon. ."

"A middle-grade spiritual weapon, that's not bad." Song Changsheng was overjoyed. He originally thought that he could only return to a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"If there is anything else, please tell me."

"Grandpa, my grandson has questions about cultivation and wants to ask for advice."

"Oh?" Song Xianyun raised his eyebrows. Ever since he broke through Foundation Establishment, Song Changsheng had rarely encountered problems in practice, but this was the first time he asked him for advice.

Song Changsheng said with some embarrassment: "It's about minor magical powers. My grandson learned [Mountain Seal] from the Sutra Collection Pavilion before going to Luoxia City, but he still hasn't started yet. I asked grandpa for guidance."

"You kid, you are very ambitious. You want to practice small magical powers as soon as you break through the Foundation Establishment. I only had this idea when I reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

Do you know the difference between Foundation Establishment monks and Zifu monks? "

the difference? That would be too much.

Song Changsheng thought for a while and said: "After breaking through the Zifu, the spiritual power in the body will be converted into mana, and the middle dantian will be opened, the Zifu will be melted, and the life level will also take a leap."

"Yes, small magical powers are one of the signature methods of the Zifu monks, because there is a prerequisite for practicing it, and that is 'mana'. Without mana as a medium, it cannot be practiced and used.

You can possess mana as long as you break through the Zifu, but for us foundation-building monks, mana seems a bit out of reach. This is a completely different power from spiritual power.

The reason why you have been unable to get started is because you do not have magic power in your body. "

Song Changsheng suddenly understood. No wonder he had no clue. It turned out to be the reason for mana. He quickly asked: "Then how to practice mana?"    "There is no fixed way to practice mana. I also cultivated it by chance. So I can’t give you any help, but I can let you feel it.”

Song Xianming stretched out a hand and placed it in front of Song Changsheng. After a while, a cyclone appeared in his palm, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

"This is magic power. I only cultivated a little bit of it at first. Later, I failed to break through the Zifu. It was a blessing in disguise that I could convert the spiritual power in my Dantian into magic power at will. You can carefully feel the difference between the two. What a difference."

"I can actually convert my magic power at will. No wonder Grandpa puts so much pressure on me." Song Changsheng marveled in his heart. He felt that Song Xianming had entered another realm, above the foundation building and below the Zi Mansion.

After calming down, Song Changsheng began to carefully feel the difference between mana and spiritual power, but soon, his expression gradually became strange, and he had a familiar feeling. Why is he so fat?

He frowned and thought for a while. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered that this breath was very similar to the [Hunyuan Qi].

"Although they are very similar, there are still some differences. The level of [Hunyuan Qi] seems to be much higher.

Yes, although I have been absorbing the two qi of Sun Essence and Moonlight for cultivation over the years, only part of it has been digested by me and transformed into spiritual power, while the other part has been stored in the Dantian to form [Hunyuan Qi].

Could it be that [Hunyuan Qi] is mana, or a special form of mana? "

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

"Why don't you try it?"

As soon as this idea came out, it spread quickly like wildfire on the grassland.

Song Changsheng immediately tried to mobilize the [Hunyuan Qi] stored in his dantian. The accumulation of this thing was very slow, and it took about ten years to get a lump.

At first, he used a bunch to improve the quality of the Soul-Slaying Gourd. After all these years, he managed to save another bunch.

He carefully separated a piece of it, and then wrapped it with spiritual power. This was his first time trying to do this, but the process went surprisingly smoothly.

"Grandpa, look."

Song Xianming looked around and saw a weak cyclone condensed on Song Changsheng's fingertips, which was very similar to the one on his palm, but a little gray.

After just one glance, his eyes immediately straightened, and he said a bit gaffefully: "Mana?"

"Is this really magic power?" Song Changsheng was startled. He originally just wanted to give it a try.

"How did you do it?" Song Xianming asked in surprise. It is unheard of to develop magic power in the middle of foundation building!

"Uh..." Song Changsheng didn't know how to answer for a while. He couldn't say that this was the "waste" left over from his usual practice, right?

After a little struggle, he said hesitantly: "Just now, it suddenly condensed."

Song Xianming looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. What does it mean to suddenly condense? Could it be that he is really a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years?

Although I had some doubts in my heart, the magic power was real, but a little different.

He stretched out a finger and tapped it, and the gray cyclone instantly submerged into his body. After feeling it carefully, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Song Changsheng with a little more scrutiny.

Song Changsheng was a little frightened by his eyes. Is there something wrong?

After a moment, Song Xianming's eyes returned to normal, and he said solemnly: "Son, everyone has their own opportunities and secrets. I won't ask any questions, but your magic power is a bit weird. Before you break through the Zi Mansion, remember not to use it casually. do you understand?"

Seeing the solemn look on the old man's face, Song Changsheng also realized the seriousness of the matter. He solemnly nodded and said, "Unless it's a matter of life and death, my grandson will never use it."

"So best."

songs After a trip to Tianjian Sect, I decided to take them there myself."

"Tianjian Sect?" Song Xianming's brows instantly frowned. Normally, this would be nothing, but now that we were at a critical juncture in the battle between the two sects, he felt a little uneasy.

"Qing Xing's talent in swordsmanship is extraordinary. He has the qualifications of a swordsman. Although his family has many swordsmanship classics, there are no swordsman masters who can guide him. I'm afraid it will affect his future achievements.

I should have taken this trip a long time ago, but I haven't been able to get away. Now that you are out of seclusion, I just want to take him on a trip. "

Song Changsheng has always been very concerned about Song Qingxing's training, but he is not a swordsman, and the guidance he can give him is very limited. There is a vague feeling in his heart that he must take him on this trip, otherwise he will definitely be in trouble in the future. regret.

Song Xianming pondered for a while, and finally nodded and said: "That's alright, then you can take him on a journey. Be careful on the way."

"Grandson understands."

"When are you leaving?"

Song Changsheng thought for a while and said: "Go early and come back early. We will set off in the next few days."

"Okay, before you leave, go to the family treasury to get a third-level talisman. It's not peaceful over there right now."

"Thank you grandpa for the reward!"

Song Xianming said no more and waved his hand, indicating that Song Changsheng could go down.

Song Changsheng walked to the door and suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered a person who had asked him to bring a message to the old man.

Although he had already agreed to the senior, he was still a little entangled in his heart. After all, this was Song Xianming's critical period, and he was afraid that saying this would affect him.

It was precisely because of this concern that he had been deliberately avoiding his experience in Luoxia City in the conversation just now, let alone mentioning the matter about the senior.

"What, is there anything else?"

Seeing Song Changsheng standing at the door and not leaving, Song Xianming asked gently.

Song Changsheng woke up with a start, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just thought of something suddenly. My grandson left first."

Seeing Song Changsheng's hurried away figure, Song Xianming sighed deeply, took off the jade pendant from his waist, and gently rubbed his fingers on it. The warm touch made him slightly absent-minded.

After a long time, an old voice sounded in the empty hall: "It's okay not to ask, it's okay..."

Song Changsheng didn't hear Song Xianming's sigh after he left. After leaving the hall, he went straight to the family treasure house...

(End of this chapter)