Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 187 Sword One

Although the Song family has lost its former glory, there are still many good things in the family treasure house.

It's just that the family has family rules. Even Song Changsheng, as the young patriarch, cannot enter and leave the family treasure house at will, let alone take things from it. Everything must be exchanged for contribution points.

However, he had so much credit that even Song Changsheng didn't know how many contribution points he had, but it would definitely be more than enough in exchange for a third-level talisman.

"Young Patriarch, there are currently five third-level talismans left in the family, including three low-grade third-level talismans and two middle-grade third-level talismans. Do you want to attack the talismans or defend them?"

A deacon of the "eldest" generation followed Song Changsheng and asked him respectfully.

"Only five are left?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly, but soon felt relieved. The family had a third-level talisman master, but that was hundreds of years ago.

I have been resting on my laurels over the years, and it is good to still have inventory.

"How many low-grade third-level attack talismans are there?"

The deacon responded immediately: "There are only two attack talismans left, namely [Xunfeng Soul-Slaying Talisman] and [Lihuo Burning Sky Talisman]. I wonder which one the young patriarch wants?"

"There are only these two kinds." Song Changsheng felt a little regretful when he heard this. He still liked the [Dry Sky Thunder Talisman] more. That thing is so exciting.

He said casually: "Just [Lihuo Burning Sky Talisman]."

He glanced around and found that the treasure trove was much fuller than before, probably because the seizures from the last war had been put into the treasury.

This actually made him a little more excited. He turned to the deacon beside him and asked: "Are there any good Qi training materials recently?"

His cultivation level is already in the middle stage of foundation building, and his formation skills have also reached the second-level mid-level. In comparison, his weapon refining skills are a bit behind, and it's time to take the time to improve.

A smile appeared on the deacon's face and he said, "Has the young patriarch not carefully read the list of trophies captured by the family last time?"

"Well, I've been busy recently, so I haven't had time to read it yet." Song Changsheng was slightly embarrassed. The list was indeed sent to his case, but he was too lazy to read it at all.

The deacon understood clearly, but did not expose him. He said as if he were familiar with the treasures: "There are a lot of good things in the spoils this time, and the largest proportion of them are weapon refining materials. You should be satisfied."

Under his leadership, Song Changsheng came to the southwest corner of the treasure house, where hundreds of wooden boxes made of red sandalwood were piled up. The deacon opened them one by one and said, "It's a coincidence that you are here. These things have just been put into the warehouse. Many of them are I haven’t had time to sort it out yet, can you take a look for yourself?”

Looking at the boxes of weapon refining materials, Song Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Are they all second-level materials?"

"There are also some third-level materials, and they have all been stored. There are too many second-level materials, and we haven't had time yet." The deacon said very Versailles.

Ever since Song Changsheng can remember, the family seems to have never been so wealthy, if not for the golden belt of murder and arson, the ancients do not deceive me.

"You go ahead and do your work, I'll choose it myself." Song Changsheng was delighted when he saw Lie Xin, and he waved his hand quickly.

The deacon had a troubled look on his face, which was undoubtedly against the rules, but when he thought of the identity of the person in front of him, he still chose to believe in his integrity.

After the others left, Song Changsheng immediately threw himself into the large wooden boxes.

"Muying stone, thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, mother-child yin-yang jade, meteorite cold iron, purple quicksand..."

Pieces of rare materials were distinguished by Song Changsheng, and his eyes were shining. He had never fought such a rich battle in more than 20 years!

He worked inside for more than two hours and selected a dozen pieces of rare second-level materials before walking out with satisfaction.

While passing by a yellow pear wood shelf, Song Changsheng's eyes were suddenly attracted to one of the magical artifacts. It looked like a face as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Human skin mask?" Song Changsheng was shocked. There was actually this thing in the treasure house. It must have been captured this time.

This thing is a real magic weapon, made from complete human skin. I won’t go into details about the process. It is extremely cruel and chilling.

But Song Changsheng had to admit that the human skin mask had the best camouflage effect among all masks. Considering that he had to pass through the territory of the Lieyang Sect on his way to the Tianjian Sect, this mask was just right for him.

He took the mask off the shelf, settled the contribution points together with the ores and [Lihuo Burning Talisman], and then rushed to Xiao Qingshan, where there were two little guys who should be waiting impatiently...

Yu Jian came to Mingjing Lake. Groups of spiritual fish were swimming in the lake. The moment Song Changsheng passed by, a huge spiritual fish came out of the lake and blew bubbles happily.

The current Mingjing Lake is no longer the same as when Song Changsheng first arrived. Back then, he discovered a water spirit vein in the underground river at the bottom of the lake, and his family sent people to move it to Mingjing Lake.

As a result, the spiritual power of the water in Mingjing Lake increased dramatically, giving birth to many water-based elixirs, and the ones who benefited the most were the spiritual fish living in it.

Under the leadership of the only second-level spiritual fish, the fish school has grown several times and has become one of the important economic pillars of the family.

With these spiritual fish, the two brothers Song Qingxi and Song Qingxing can practice so fast.

The island in the center of the lake is still the same, but the spiritual field is more fertile than before. The Kirigakure tea tree he transplanted into it has also grown a lot taller, and it seems that it is not far from the second level.

What surprised Song Changsheng the most were the green plum trees. They were originally just ordinary fruit trees, but they had absorbed spiritual energy all year round and developed a hint of spirituality.

Although the fruit produced in this way contains some spiritual energy, it has no effect on the monks and can only satisfy the appetite.

But now, the tallest one among them has successfully evolved into a first-order low-grade spiritual plant, and the fruits it produces can also be considered spiritual fruits.

The value of the first-level low-grade spiritual fruit is not high, but it cannot stop its high yield. It can earn at least hundreds of spiritual stones every year, and its value will be higher after it is advanced.

Landing on the island in the middle of the lake, Song Changsheng glanced at it and was a little surprised. It was strange that the two little guys were not there.

After thinking about it, he came to the lakeside and squatted down. After a while, a huge spiritual fish immediately poked its head out, a pair of fish eyes full of the brilliance of humanity.

"It seems that you have lived a good life these years. You have gained weight. Do you know where the two people on this island have gone?" Song Changsheng touched its smooth head and asked with a smile.

He knew that the Fish King could understand what he was saying. After all, it had already developed spiritual intelligence when it was still at the first level. Now that it has broken through the second level, its spiritual intelligence will only be higher.

The fish king spit out a series of bubbles excitedly, then swung his tail and pointed his head in a certain direction.

"To the southwest, thank you." Song Changsheng showed a smile on his face, took out a pill and threw it into its mouth, and then flew in the direction pointed by it.

After flying hundreds of miles to the southwest, a waterfall caught Song Changsheng's eyes. There was a huge bluestone under the waterfall. It may have been washed away all year round and looked very smooth.

At this moment, in the center of the bluestone, there is a young man in black clothes standing proudly. This waterfall flows down from the top of the mountain thousands of feet high. You can imagine the impact contained in it.

The young man was completely unaware of it. He allowed the rumbling waterfall to wash over his body, his feet motionless, and his hands even calmly practicing sword skills.

"It's quite courageous to actually choose to exercise in this way." Song Changsheng's eyes were a little surprised. There are thousands of ways to exercise, but this one can be said to be the simplest and crudest, and it is also very dangerous.

Of course, the effect is also very obvious.

Song Changsheng glanced around and spotted Song Qingxi's figure not far away. She was sitting cross-legged next to the waterfall practicing. "It's great to be able to enter trance in such a noisy environment. These two little guys worked much harder than I thought." Song Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.

To be fair, although he practiced very hard in the beginning, he was still a little behind compared to them, which made him very happy.

After thinking about it, he took out the mask he exchanged from the treasure house and put it on his face. It felt cold, and soon, the human skin mask blended into his face.

He came to a pool, and what was reflected on the water was an ordinary face, with no trace of a mask at all, and his facial expression was very natural.

This effect made him very satisfied, and then he took out a gray robe and put it on himself to hide his breath, and slowly leaned towards Song Qingxi.

He suppressed his cultivation to the perfection of Qi training. When he was twenty feet away from the little girl, Song Qingxi suddenly opened his eyes and scolded: "Who is that person?"

"It was discovered so quickly." Song Changsheng was a little surprised, but he did not reply. Instead, he held a long sword and rushed towards Song Qingxi.

"presumptuous!"

Song Qingxi's pretty face was filled with frost, her jade hands danced lightly, and she quickly formed several magic seals. In an instant, vines burst out of the ground and wrapped around Song Changsheng.

"The attack was quick but there was no killing intention. This girl's temperament is still a little softer."

This thought flashed through Song Changsheng's mind, and when he flipped the sword in his hand, he released a burst of sword energy, smashing all the vines into pieces.

"The Great Perfection of Qi Training!"

Song Qingxi's expression changed slightly, and she quickly retreated, landing on the boulder beside the pool like a dancing butterfly, with an emerald green jade sword in her hand.

"Shoot-"

Song Changsheng stepped forward, and the sound of the long sword cutting through the air was extremely harsh.

"[Water Dragon Roar]"

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and an illusory dragon appeared behind Song Qingxi, lifelike.

This is one of Song's most powerful water-attribute spells. The sound waves it emits can shock the souls of others, and can often have unexpected effects in actual combat.

Unfortunately, the one she was facing was Song Changsheng. He was very familiar with this spell. He only swayed slightly and was barely affected. He rushed in front of Song Qingxi in an instant.

At this moment, a sharp sword energy slashed from the side. The timing of this sword attack was extremely good. Fortunately, Song Changsheng's reflexes were different from ordinary people. He twisted his waist and quickly retreated.

As soon as he landed, a dark figure came out of the waterfall, and in the blink of an eye a bright sword light was shed.

Looking at the splendid sword light, Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows. As his spiritual power surged, he swung out a huge sword energy and defeated it instantly.

Song Qingxing looked indifferent, holding a sword and fighting with Song Changsheng. Countless sword energy lingered around the two of them, and everything that came into contact with it was turned into powder.

The sword energy generated by the two of them was too powerful, and Song Qingxi's cultivation level was impossible to intervene in it.

She picked up each magic formula with her hands, and then quickly pressed it on the ground in front of her, and a piece of green flashed away.

Song Changsheng suddenly felt alarm bells ringing in his heart. He tiptoed and jumped high. The next moment, a thick vine broke out of the ground and wrapped around his ankle.

At this moment, a sword energy full of murderous intent came straight towards him.

"scoff"

Song Changsheng cut off the vines with his backhand sword, and then held up a sword flower. Song Qingxing's sword energy was instantly eliminated.

"Amazing……"

Seeing that Song Changsheng easily neutralized their killing moves, Song Qingxi's expression suddenly turned ugly. This was the strongest opponent she had ever encountered.

Song Qingxing's expression remained unchanged, he stood in front of Song Qingxi with his sword, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Oh, is it important?" Song Changsheng said calmly.

"It really doesn't matter to the dead." After the words fell, Song Qingxing's aura quickly became sharper, and even Song Changsheng felt a little pressure.

"Swish"

As soon as his eyes blurred, Song Qingxing had disappeared. The next moment, the tip of his sword scraped against Song Changsheng's skin. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have seen blood at this moment.

"Did you use all your strength?" Song Changsheng was also a little more serious. Song Qingxing had wind spirit roots and practiced Kuai Jian Dao. Before, he didn't use all his strength at all.

"Swish"

Leng Mu was very terrifying when he was serious, his speed was unbelievable, and a seemingly ordinary sword often contained hundreds of sword energy.

His movement skills were as fast as the wind. Song Changsheng couldn't keep up without using [Glimpse of Light] and could only defend passively.

"If it were a normal Qi training Dzogchen, this person would probably have been torn into pieces by the sword energy. He is indeed a born swordsman." Song Changsheng became more and more happy. Maybe a real swordsman would appear in the family in the future. Fairy!

"Let me see where your limit is!" Song Changsheng no longer held back at this moment and showed his strongest strength during the Qi training period.

A heavy pressure hit Song Qingxing, but his expression remained indifferent, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Sword One"

The world became extremely silent in an instant, leaving only Song Qingxing's cold voice echoing in the universe.

Looking at the silent sword energy, Song Changsheng felt his hairs stand on end. This sword... was very strong. It had exceeded the limit of the Qi training period and was enough to threaten the foundation-building monks.

"Chong"

The sword energy surged, and the first-class flying sword made of meteorite iron in Song Changsheng's hand instantly broke into two pieces. The robe he wore also instantly turned into pieces, leaving a shallow sword mark on his shoulder.

Looking at the blood seeping out from his shoulder, Song Changsheng's eyes flashed with surprise. His body was comparable to a spiritual weapon, but Song Qingxing's sword actually caused him to see blood.

There was a slight fluctuation in Song Qingxing's eyes. Did his sword just break his skin?

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(End of this chapter)