Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 189 The wind blows from the southwest

In the quiet night, the breeze blew across the lake, causing ripples, and the dense branches and leaves of the green plum trees also made a rustling sound.

Under the bright white moonlight, Song Changsheng sat by the lake, quietly watching the stars in the sky. They were like gems, dotted in the dark night, emitting brilliant light.

He often wonders if there is a sun named "Sun" among the stars in the sky. If there is, he really wants to go and see it.

After all, in a sense, it was his home. Although he didn't like it very much, he still missed him a little after being away for a long time...

Suddenly, he felt something cooing in his arms. When he looked down, he found that the girl who was sleeping soundly in his arms had changed into a more comfortable position.

There were still clear traces of tears on her little face, but at this moment she showed a peaceful smile, as if she had had a beautiful dream.

"I'll take you home first. If I have a chance, I'd like to go home and have a look."

A smile appeared on Song Changsheng's face, and his eyes towards the sky gradually became firmer. The pursuit of strength is not necessarily just for immortality, but it can also return home in glory, right?

The two figures, one large and one small, spent the long and silent night like this. When the red sun emerged from the horizon, Song Qingxing, who was all wet, finally returned with his sword in hand.

Looking at Song Qingxi, who was still sleeping soundly, there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes. After a while, he held back a sentence and said: "It's easy to catch a cold like this."

"Huh?" Song Changsheng immediately cast a surprised look at him, as if it was the first time he met him.

Perhaps realizing the problem in his words, Song Qingxing immediately changed the topic and said: "When will we set off?"

Song Changsheng glanced at Song Qingxi who was still lying in bed and said: "We will leave when Xi'er wakes up. Besides..."

The conversation suddenly changed. He looked at Song Qingxing's clothes that were still dripping with water, and said with a joking smile on his face: "You should go change some clothes first, so as not to catch a cold."

Song Qingxing suddenly felt that his face became a little stiff. Fortunately, he had always had a zombie face, so there was no obvious change.

He nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

Watching him walk into the hut, Song Changsheng's lips curled up slightly. This guy seems to be different from before. Is this a great enlightenment?

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Song Qingxi woke up like a lazy kitten. Seeing Song Changsheng hugging her in an awkward posture, she suddenly realized what she had done.

"Are you awake? How old are you? You're still the same as when you were a child." Song Changsheng complained in a nonchalant manner.

This made Song Qingxi's face turn slightly red, and she quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to pack my things."

Seeing her anxious look, Song Changsheng smiled slightly: "It's true that she has grown up and is now shy."

He stood up unsteadily and stretched out comfortably. His bones suddenly made a crackling sound, and he felt comfortable all over.

He stretched out his finger and tapped it on the lake. Among the ripples, a fish head poked out of the water and looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm leaving soon. These two little guys are also leaving with me. There is a high probability that they will not come back. Several clan elders at the foot of the mountain are old. I will leave this Mingjing Lake and this hut to you to take care of.

Although he is a bit weak, he is still a second-level low-grade fish king, so it should be enough to deter ordinary predators. "Song Changsheng touched its smooth head and said gently.

There was a trace of confusion in the huge eyes of the Spirit Fish King, as if he was wondering why he didn't come back.

"It's not like I won't come back, so I'll let you keep an eye on it for me. Don't worry, it will be beneficial."

Song Changsheng smiled, took out a white porcelain bottle from the storage bag and said, "There are a total of ten [Yuan Ju Dan] in this. They can help you practice, so this is your reward."

With that said, he threw the porcelain bottle into the lake.

There was excitement in the eyes of the Spirit Fish King, and he quickly spit out a bubble to wrap the porcelain bottle, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"One pill at a time, eating too much will kill the fish." Song Changsheng reminded solemnly.

This scene seems a bit funny. A man is actually making a serious deal with a fish. The key is that the fish seems to understand.

It's not that Song Changsheng has nothing to do, but he feels that this spiritual fish king has the potential to continue to transform.

There are many kinds of monsters in this world, but their achievements are basically fixed when they are born, because they rely on blood for inheritance.

The stronger the bloodline, the higher the monster's future achievements will naturally be, and vice versa.

This Spirit Fish King is a silver-lined fish. The bloodline of this fish belongs to the lowest level. Generally speaking, the second level is the limit.

Moreover, due to its low bloodline, even if it breaks through the second level, its strength is still very low, and it can be killed by a slightly stronger Qi Practitioner.

Therefore, this kind of spiritual fish is generally raised as a low-level food.

Even if this Spirit Fish King breaks through the second level, it can only be regarded as a higher-end ingredient.

But this one in Mingjing Lake is obviously a little different. First of all, its intelligence is very high, far beyond that of ordinary second-level monsters. Moreover, it also masters some strange abilities.

In layman's terms, it means mutation, and for this phenomenon, monsters have a professional term - atavism.

This is undoubtedly a good thing, but the Silverline Fish is really too weak, so weak that Song Changsheng can't even remember any powerful monsters in its ancestors.

But that's not important. What Song Changsheng values ​​​​is its potential, which has the potential to break through to the third level.

No matter what kind of monster it is, once it breaks through the third level, its strength will undergo earth-shaking changes. By then, the Song family will be considered to have a clan-protecting spiritual beast.

This is a very long-term investment, and it may not be able to pay back.

At this time, Song Qingxi and the others had almost packed up their things. They had also dug out the Kirigakure tea trees in the spiritual field, and picked all the mature elixirs.

Even the green plum tree that had advanced to become a spiritual plant was not spared and was put entirely into the storage bag.

"Is everything packed?" Song Changsheng asked with a smile.

Song Qingxi looked back at the hut, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes. She nodded lightly and said, "Everything is packed."

"Then, let's set off." Song Changsheng snapped his fingers, and a flying boat more than ten feet long suddenly appeared on the island.

"What a big flying boat, is this yours?" Song Qingxi opened her mouth in surprise. In comparison, her paper kite looked too childish.

Song Changsheng nodded shamelessly.

This was something he had spent a long time grinding with the Fourth Elder Song Luhuai when he went down the mountain. Although he said he was borrowing it at the time, he didn't say when he would pay it back. After rounding off, wouldn't it be his?

After several people boarded the flying boat, Song Changsheng painfully embedded a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones into the driving core of the flying boat. The huge body of the flying boat suddenly started to move, and it flew towards the direction of the Tianjian Sect...    In Song Dynasty At the same time that Changsheng and others set off, in a mortal village under a big mountain in Bianzhou, a fat man with a big belly and fair skin was packing his bags with a sad face, as if he was going on a long trip.

It's just that when others travel far away, they always bring clothes, food, daily necessities and so on.

But what this fat man brought was various bottles and cans, with the words "cumin" and "clove" vaguely visible on them.

"Hey, old man, do you have to go? There's a war going on over there. What if you can't go back?" After finishing cleaning up, the little fat man sat on the edge of the bed and complained to a figure at the door.

At the door was an old man with a thin body and a childish face. He was wearing a patched gray robe, his hair was messy, he was holding a simple long sword in his arms, and he was leaning listlessly against the door frame.

Hearing the little fat man's complaint, he stretched out his fingers and picked his nose and said: "It's none of our business if they fight. We just went to Tianjian Sect to pick up something. When it's over, we'll leave Daqi Cultivation World.

Don't you always clamor to go to the master's gate to visit? This time I will fulfill your wish and take you back to pay homage to the ancestor. "

When the little fat man heard the reply "Master's Gate", his eyes suddenly lit up, like two bright pearls in the night.

He couldn't wait to shout loudly: "Then let's go back directly. Why don't we go to Tianjian Sect? I said it when I started, I don't practice swordsmanship, so don't worry about that monument."

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on the old man's face and he said, "It's not up to you. I, Mo Zhexian's apprentice, don't know how to use a sword. How can I say it and be laughed at?"

"Come on, I don't dare to say that I am your apprentice. I still want to live for hundreds or thousands of years.

Besides, for sword training, you go to Yun He. Don’t you admire him very much? Can’t you accept him as my little junior brother? "The little fat man said unceremoniously.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head and said, "Xu Yunhe is a good guy, but he is too upright and has no chance of joining our sect."

"Oh, you mean I'm not straight? That's not what you said when you begged me to become your disciple. It's only been a few years..."

Listening to the little fat man's constant thoughts, the old man also felt a little impatient. He picked up the little fat man and said, "This matter is not up to you. The Tianjian Sect must go!"

The little fat man suddenly let out a cry: "Old Song, help!"

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"Ah"

Song Changsheng, who was standing on the flying boat, sneezed twice inexplicably.

"What's going on? You're not really catching a cold, are you?" Song Changsheng rubbed his nose and thought vaguely.

"Is this Yangzhou? It is said that the headquarters of Lieyang Sect is here." Song Qingxi stared at the red mountains below with her big eyes. She felt very novel. This was her first time traveling far away.

"Yes, their lair is in that direction, but they don't have time to take care of us now, so it saves some trouble."

"How long will it take for us to reach Tianjian Sect?"

Song Changsheng calculated in his mind: "If we take the flying boat, it will take at least two or three months. After all, we have to cross the entire Yangzhou and Xiangzhou before we can finally reach Xuzhou."

"It will take so long." Song Qingxi suddenly felt a little boring, and her bright eyes were a little dim. After all, the space for activities on the flying boat was limited, and there was nothing to relieve the boredom. It was very boring.

"It's only been three months. It goes by very quickly when you practice. You have been a little slack in your recent practice." Song Changsheng smiled and then walked into the ship building.

Ever since he discovered that [Hunyuan Qi] could be used as magic power, Song Changsheng had been trying to cultivate minor magical powers.

Sure enough, as Song Xianming said, mana is the key to cultivating minor magical powers. With the blessing of [Hunyuan Qi], his cultivation of [Mountain Seal] finally touched the threshold, and the progress of mastering it was very fast. If this continues, it will take It won't be long before he has another trump card...

Just as Song Changsheng and the others were on their way to the Tianjian Sect, the entire Luoxia City lord's palace was filled with solemnity, and the expressions of the two elders Qianri and Qianyue were also very solemn.

"Is the news reliable? This is no joke." Elder Qianri looked at the Luoxia City disciples reporting the news in front of him, with a serious tone.

The disciple nodded firmly and said: "It is indeed the traces left by the Blood Demon. It is six hundred miles outside the North City. It is initially judged that the two sides fighting are both Zifu monks. The battle was very tragic."

Elder Qianri's eyebrows suddenly knitted together. Since the last attack on the auction, Luoxia City has not found traces of the blood demon's activities for a long time. Why did a blood demon from the Zifu stage suddenly appear now? They are What is the purpose of this time? Will it threaten Luoxia City?

"Anyway, we can no longer handle this level of blood demon. Please inform the Second City Lord." Elder Qianyue stood up and said.

"That's all." Elder Qianri nodded.

Just when he was about to send his disciples there, a middle-aged man walked in quickly and said in a panic: "Two elders, it's not good."

"Why are you panicking?" Elder Qianri scolded him dissatisfiedly, showing how unbecoming he was in a panic.

The middle-aged man swallowed hard and said in a solemn voice: "Two elders, there is something strange happening to the monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"What?" Elder Qianri's eyes suddenly became sharp. He had never shown this look when he learned that the Zifu Stage Blood Demon was out of Luoxia City.

"What's going on? Tell me carefully."

"The news was first reported by a casual cultivator named Xu Yunhe. He said that when he was training in Shiwanda Mountain, he found that the monsters on the periphery were migrating inward, and he heard big monsters roaring from time to time. He suspected that this was A precursor to the formation of a beast tide.

After getting the news, the disciple immediately sent people to investigate the Shiwan Mountain. As a result, the three foundation-building monks were wiped out and no news came back. "The middle-aged man said hastily, with a trace of fear on his face.

The two elders looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Elder Qianri made a decision immediately: "I will report to the city lord immediately. Junior brother, I will immediately order the disciples who are outside to return immediately."

"it is good."

……

After getting the news, Zhan Tianxia immediately decided to go deep into Shiwanda Mountain to find out what happened!

After he left, Mu Guibai stood on the top of Tianyin Mountain, quietly looking at the rolling mountains.

After a long time, Zhuang Yuechan heard him whisper softly: "The wind is blowing..."

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(End of this chapter)