Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 192 The storm is coming

"Son."

After seeing Song Changsheng appear, the old ghost Chihuo breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly paid his respects.

"Don't be nervous. He is Chi Huo and has been subdued by me. He will be with us in the next few days. Chi Huo, you go to the ship building and wait for me."

"Old slave, I obey."

After the old ghost Chi Huo left, Song Changsheng looked at Song Qingxing and said with a smile: "This is a late-stage foundation-building monk. Are you not afraid of drawing your sword against him?"

"It's just death." Song Qingxing put his long sword into its sheath and said calmly, with no fear on his face.

"Okay, you should hurry up and go back to your room to practice. The power unit of the flying boat is damaged. We need to go to Xiangzhou to find a heavenly engineer to repair it. After today, we will have to sleep in the open air."

After giving instructions to the two of them, Song Changsheng walked into the ship building, ignored the old ghost Chihuo standing at the door, and sat down directly in front of a table.

The old ghost Chi Huo placed the four storage bags in front of Song Changsheng's desk very wisely.

Lifting his eyelids and glancing at them, Song Changsheng looked at the red-fire old ghost and said with a half-smile, "Why are there four?"

A smile appeared on the old ghost's old face, and he said very flatteringly: "Since I have surrendered to the master, everything I have will naturally belong to the master.

Besides, the old slave was blind and damaged the young master's flying boat. Although the young master did not mention it, the old slave was naturally responsible for the losses caused. "

"Hey, you are very enlightened. No wonder you became the deputy leader of the demon hunting team. Who is the bad guy here?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but look at the old ghost Chihuo. If not, he was a leader before. This ideological awareness is high.

After taking the storage bag handed over by the old ghost Chihuo, he found that the restrictions on it had been erased.

After all, he was a late-stage foundation-building monk, and he also owned a mid-grade spiritual weapon. He had been involved in blocking roads and robberies in the past, so his net worth should be quite high. Song Changsheng was quite looking forward to it.

Opening the storage bag, Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the old ghost Chihuo with a low eyebrow, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect you to be a rich man."

The old ghost Chihuo said with a slight embarrassment: "Young Master also knows what the old slave did before, killing people and setting fire to the gold belt. In addition, during this period, I ambushed several passing foundations and saved a little something. "

After speaking, he carefully glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Song Changsheng was calm and showed no strange emotions. He was just exploring the storage bag in his hand with interest, which immediately made him relieved.

Song Changsheng really didn't have any fluctuations in his heart. Although he despised the other party's behavior, it was commonplace in the world of cultivation. He was not a judge of justice, so he couldn't control that much. He didn't have the ability or the mood.

The old ghost Chihuo's family background was indeed somewhat beyond his expectation.

In addition to the somewhat broken red flag, there were 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and various refining materials and elixirs were piled into a hill.

What surprised him the most was the animal skin placed in the corner. Judging from the pressure remaining on it, it was at least the level of a great demon.

"The skin of a third-level void beast is actually such a good thing." Looking at the one-foot-square skin in front of him, Song Changsheng felt very good.

"Reporting to the young master, this old slave got this accidentally from one of the ruins. Although it is precious, he never found a chance to get rid of it."

Song Changsheng nodded, and then put the animal skin into his storage bag without ceremony.

Void beasts are almost extinct in the Purple Royal Realm. It is difficult to see such a big one on the market. As long as you find someone who knows the goods and sell it, it will cost you at least 100,000 spiritual stones.

But this is the most loss-making approach and the most short-sighted.

Song Changsheng planned to take it back and refine it into a magic weapon for his old man, whose value would at least double.

Seeing Song Changsheng's extremely natural movements, the old ghost Chi Huo twitched his face secretly, and his heart was bleeding. He originally kept it to prepare the Zifu in the future, but now he has made a wedding dress for Song Changsheng. .

Song Changsheng picked and picked for a while, only taking away the materials he needed and 20,000 spiritual stones. The mid-grade spiritual weapon and other items were left intact and returned to Old Ghost Chihuo intact.

Then he picked up the storage bag of the monster hunting team leader's clone. To be honest, he didn't have any expectations for it. It was indeed the case. Apart from a few thousand spiritual stones, there was nothing valuable.

The most valuable thing was the low-grade spiritual weapon that he smashed to pieces.

The storage bags of the other two early-stage foundation-building monks also squeezed out more than 10,000 spirit stones, as well as several second-level magic weapons and some weapon refining materials.

With this kind of wealth, it is also very shabby among casual cultivators, which shows how miserable they are being squeezed.

"The two people you saw just now are my juniors. You should not have too much contact with them. Tomorrow we will go to Xiangzhou to find a Tiangong master to repair the flying boat.

During this time, you should heal your wounds and be on guard. If you meet a colleague on the road, I will leave it to you to deal with it. "

After sending the old ghost Chihuo away, Song Changsheng began to summarize the gains and losses of this battle.

[Mountain Seal] is very strong, there is no doubt that it is Song Changsheng's strongest attack method now except [Impermanent Sword Formation].

But the shortcomings are also obvious. After all, Song Changsheng is just a foundation-building monk and relies on [Hunyuan Qi] to activate. Although [Hunyuan Qi] can be regenerated, the speed is too slow. He only accumulated a bunch of energy in ten years. That’s all.

Consumption far outweighs accumulation.

……

After resting for a night, the load of the flying boat had completely reached its limit. Song Changsheng had no choice but to put the flying boat away and rush on with the two junior Yujian.

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Bianzhou, Luoxia City, Tianyin Mountain.

Under the night, the roaring sounds became more and more frequent, causing countless people to lose sleep.

In the darkness, Zhan Tianxia, ​​covered in blood, staggered onto Tianyin Mountain.

"Junior brother?"

Mu Guibai's expression was shocked, and he quickly went up to help him up, and asked eagerly: "How are you?"

"It doesn't matter, they are all skin injuries. Senior brother, I'm afraid we may be in trouble this time." Zhan Tianxia waved his hands indifferently, and then said in a solemn tone.

"Is it really so serious? What did you see?" Mu Guibai's expression also became extremely solemn. He knew that Zhan Tianxia's character would never be without aim. Since he said so, something must have happened beyond their expectations.

Zhan Tianxia's eyes showed a hint of recollection: "After I left Luoxia City, I sneaked all the way to Shiwanda Mountain and found that the situation outside was indeed the same as what we knew. A large number of monsters moved inward, and the big monsters were restless.

So I went deep into Shiwanda Mountain and dived into Blackwater Daze. Now Blackwater Daze has gathered a large number of monsters, which is larger than the previous two monster tides, and there are still monsters coming in a steady stream. Meet over there.

I guess that the old dragon in Blackwater Daze may take action himself, and Thunder Mountain is also ready to make a move. Senior brother, if you are not careful, Luoxia City may be in danger of overthrowing. ”   Mu Guibai frowned slightly, that old dragon was not a simple one. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the most important threat to the Daqi cultivation world in Shiwandashan.

As a demon king that has survived for more than a thousand years, it has launched hundreds of beast tides. Since the establishment of Luoxia City, it has spent most of its time fighting against it.

The hatred between the two parties can no longer be explained in words.

"Oh, there are internal and external troubles. This is such a coincidence."

The Daqi cultivation world has truly reached its most critical moment. The two major sects are at war, and the entire north has become a battlefield for both sides.

Then there are the blood demons who appear frequently, plotting some unknown evil plan in the dark.

Now the old dragon in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is also ready to make a move.

Normally, it would be rare to encounter one thing for hundreds of years, but now they appear in large numbers. If it is said that all of this is a coincidence, I am afraid no one will believe it.

"It's useless to think about anything now. The soldiers will come to cover up the water and the soil. Starting from tomorrow, we will be fully prepared for war.

It has been two thousand years. Luoxia City has been standing here for two thousand years. The beast tide has not defeated us before, and it cannot defeat us now! "

The next day, Luoxia City officially announced the closure of the city, with no entry allowed, and a large-scale purchase of war preparation supplies.

Although it is not stated explicitly, this series of actions undoubtedly reveal the fact that war is coming!

For a time, panic spread in Luoxia City...

"Hey, what's this? The fight hasn't finished over there, but it's started again here."

In the grocery store, Song Xiantu sighed as he looked at the chaos in the city. He had stayed in Luoxia City for more than twenty years and had experienced two beast tides. Although he was shocked by the news, he was not too panicked.

After closing the store door, he called Song Qingluo and said, "Luo'er, haven't you been clamoring to go back to the family to have a look? Just pack up and go back, and bring a piece of information back for me."

Song Qingluo was immediately excited when he heard this, but he still asked cautiously: "Wouldn't it be better to use an altar to send information? Wouldn't it be a delay for me to take it back?"

"It's not important information. It's just a casual thing to hunt rabbits." Song Xiantu waved his hand and took out a jade slip from his sleeve.

"Remember, you must hand it over to the Young Patriarch in person. I have already contacted you. A caravan will leave the city tomorrow and will pass through Lingzhou. They will take you for a ride."

"Leaving tomorrow? Are you in such a hurry?" Song Qingluo looked at him with some confusion.

"You're so verbose, just go if I ask you to." Song Xiantu's face suddenly darkened, he flicked his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back.

"Are you worried that Luoxia City won't be able to stop it?" Sun Chuanming sat at the counter and said without raising his head while holding a bronze tripod.

Song Xiantu sighed and said: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. I have lived for more than half of my life, and this is not the first time I have experienced a beast tide. But this time, Luoxia City's reaction is a little too big. Let's throw away our old bones." He just threw it away, but he is still young, so it can be regarded as an old selfish thing."

"Who hasn't been a little selfish? Although I have never been married, I can understand what you are doing. This is human nature. Even if the clan leader comes, there will be nothing to say."

Sun Chuanming stared at the bronze tripod in his hand, his tone was calm, and he was not affected by the outside world at all.

"I just hope I'm overthinking it." Song Xiantu sighed deeply, the worry in his eyes lingering no matter what.

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Outside Luoxia City, near the edge of Shiwanda Mountain, in a hidden underground palace.

A tall figure in a blood-colored robe sat on a throne made of skulls and bones. He quietly stared at the kneeling figure below and said in a charming voice: "Xiao Bai, can we handle the task assigned to you?" how's it going?"

Facing this figure that was like the sound of nature, the man seemed to hear the devil's whisper, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Reporting to Lord Xue Ji, I have already scattered all the people in our division, and... No trace of the missing soul was found.

Please give me some more time, I will try my best to dig him out! "

Hearing his words, Xue Ji frowned slightly, changed her sitting posture to be charming and said, "Then, how long do you need?"

"Xiaobai" heard this and walked forward on his knees for a short distance, and said with a fearful face: "One month, no, half a month, give me half a month, I will definitely complete your task."

"The soulless dragon has disappeared without a trace. Even I can't find any trace of him. It's normal that I won't be able to find him for a while. Then I'll give you another half month."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Xiaobai was immediately overjoyed.

"I can forgive you if I can't find my soul. So, do you have any news about the treasures I teach?" Xue Ji leaned forward slightly, revealing a thrilling white face.

But "Xiao Bai" is now so frightened that he doesn't even dare to raise his head. He kowtows like he's pounding garlic and says in fear: "Please forgive me, sir. Please forgive me..."

Xue Ji frowned deeply and said coldly: "I don't want to forgive you, I want the treasure!"

"Sir, if you give me a little more time, I will definitely find you."

"I really want to give you time, but unfortunately, the leader did not give me more time. Go ahead and kill yourself. Paul's body is intact." Xue Ji stood up slowly, as if she was telling a trivial matter. .

"grown ups……"

"Xiao Bai" was completely desperate.

No one knows the horror of the woman in front of him better than him.

He tremblingly took out a long sword, gritted his teeth, and stabbed it straight into his heart. Red blood spurted out, and a Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk ended his life.

Xue Ji didn't even look at him. She waved her hands lightly, and two figures in blood robes walked out from the shadows in the corner and dragged "Xiao Bai"'s body down.

"From now on, whoever can find traces of the missing soul will be the first deacon under me."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of countless figures hidden in the darkness revealed a fanatical light...

At the same time, not far from the Blood Demon's underground palace, a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared. He was sitting on a branch of a tree, holding a gourd and was very drunk, as if he might fall at any time.

But his eyes kept falling on the underground palace area intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

A red bat hung upside down on his head, its scarlet eyes exuding bloodthirsty light...

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PS: I was suddenly called to participate in a skills competition today, and I didn’t come back until very late from practice. I’m sorry~

(End of this chapter)