Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 194 Self-destruct?

"Senior, it's just ahead." The monk in white stood carefully on the flying sword and said respectfully to Song Changsheng.

Needless to say, Song Changsheng had already seen the building complex in the mountain col in the distance. It was quite large, with at least tens of thousands of people living there.

Song Changsheng landed on the ground and asked the white-clothed monk following him, "What do you call me?"

"Wu Yan, the villain." The monk in white replied respectfully.

"Well, your mission has been completed here. Go back. If there's a fight later, I'm not sure I can protect you." Song Changsheng nodded gently. He actually admired this person, and he couldn't guard against the tricks of Gu cultivators. I don't want him to lose his life in vain.

"Young man, I obey. I wish my senior will be victorious." Although Wu Yan wanted to go there and see with his own eyes who was so vicious that he would kill more than a dozen of them if they disagreed with each other.

But the senior with unfathomable strength in front of him had already made it very clear that he was probably going to die in the past, so it would be better to be more honest.

Song Changsheng took a few steps, and his whole person gradually became illusory, and then disappeared directly under Wu Yan's eyes.

Naturally, the foundation-building monks could not disappear out of thin air. In fact, Song Changsheng was afraid that he would be aroused, so he used the [Breathe Concentration Technique] to converge his own Qi and blend into the surrounding environment.

In the eyes of Wu Yan, who lacked both strength and vision, nature seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Not long after, Song Changsheng had arrived on a hill very close to the mountain col.

With just one glance, he roughly figured out the details of the gathering point in front of him.

There are at least 70,000 to 80,000 people living here, a typical mixture of immortals and mortals. This situation is very common among some small families, because the power of these small families is very limited, and they must gather together as much as possible to survive in this dangerous world. Survive in the world of cultivation.

"It's rare for a Qi Lian family to have so many ordinary people."

There are also more than a dozen small families attached to the Song family, with a population ranging from tens of thousands to thousands. The scale of this family is already quite large.

A large population means a greater chance of generating spiritual roots. According to Song Changsheng's investigation, there are probably no less than a hundred monks in this family who have successfully entered Taoism.

Normally, it only takes some opportunities to become a foundation-building family sooner or later.

"Feng Wuming has been hiding here all these years. Could it be that he supported him?" Song Changsheng rubbed his chin, thinking about the next course of action.

Before he came, he had already memorized the aura of the person who possessed the poison based on the poison. He had just determined that the person who possessed the poison was at the gathering point on the mountain col below based on [Ten Thousand Miles of Tracking].

There is only a first-class defensive formation outside this gathering point. To him, it is just like paper. He can swagger in and pull out Feng Wuming.

But what makes Song Changsheng hesitate is that there are still a large number of mortals gathered here. If he chooses to use this place as a battlefield, it is hard to say how many of these people will survive.

Although it is said that this is a world where one's life is insignificant, Song Changsheng still cannot get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Let's find a way to lure him out." He finally decided to follow his heart, even if this would risk alerting the enemy.

After thinking about it, Song Changsheng took out a jade bottle from his arms. It contained the poisonous insects taken out from Wu Yan's group of people. They were a dark mass and were still alive and kicking at this moment.

Originally, he kept these Gu insects to facilitate his location of Feng Wuming's traces. Unexpectedly, this accidental collision became the key to attracting them out.

For Gu cultivators, Gu worms are an extension of his own power. He can clearly feel the location and even life and death of each Gu worm.

It's just that Song Changsheng placed a restriction on the jade bottle, so Feng Wuming couldn't detect him at such a close distance.

Song Changsheng waved his hand to erase the restriction, and then quietly retreated towards the distant mountains.

At the same time, in an ordinary wooden house in the mountain col, there was a man in black robe sitting cross-legged on a jade bed. His face was pale and he suddenly opened his eyes, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why did the aura of these Gu insects suddenly appear again?" Feng Wuming narrowed his narrow eyes and smelled an unusual aura.

Although he often cast poison on people, he kept every poison in his mind.

He clearly remembered that the Gu insects that suddenly appeared just now were the "Blood Evil Gu" that he planted on a group of casual cultivators the day before.

Some of the casual cultivators spoke rudely to him, but with his strength, he could kill them all with just a few clicks of his fingers.

But he didn't want this group of people to die too easily, nor did he want to attract unnecessary attention, so he decided to use this group of people as a container for cultivating Gu insects.

According to his plan, this group of people would be drained of their essence and blood by the "Blood Evil Gu" within seven days, and their skin would ulcerate and die. However, not long ago, he suddenly lost his sense of these Gu.

This was not a big deal at first. At the time, he thought that the ants had killed him, and the poisonous insects also died along with the host, so he didn't take it seriously. He just regretted letting them go.

As a result, these Gu insects that had lost their senses suddenly appeared again, which made him instantly vigilant.

This thing was so abnormal that he wouldn't be surprised even if those casual cultivators discovered the poisonous insects he planted and killed them.

But these Gu insects were still alive, and they appeared so close to him out of thin air. He could tell with his toes that there was something wrong, and the other party was most likely coming for him.

As a Gu cultivator that everyone shouts about, the main reason why he has been able to live safely until now, besides having excellent life-saving ability, is that he is cautious enough.

The other party was able to capture his own Gu insects alive and even came to visit them, so he must be confident.

Wouldn't it be foolish to fight against the opponent in this situation?

Therefore, Feng Wuming immediately made a decision, and the thirty-six strategies were the best!

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a small wooden box and placed it in the corner before leaving.

After a while, Song Changsheng, who had been paying attention to the movements in the mountain col, noticed something strange. He "smelled" an aura that made him extremely disgusted and was moving away from him.

"I really can't help it."

The corner of Song Changsheng's mouth couldn't help but curl up. This trick was quite effective in frightening the enemy. He knew that Feng Wuming would not be able to stay and collide with him head-on. Now it seemed that it was indeed the case.

He didn't act rashly, and waited until Feng Wuming was far away before he started to catch up.

Feng Wuming's movement speed was very fast, but it was not as fast as Song Changsheng. Using [Glimpse of Light], he directly turned into a stream of light and chased after him.

Within a quarter of an hour, Song Changsheng saw a figure shrouded in black robes. Feeling the familiar aura on the other person's body, all the hatred and resentment from the past surged into his heart, and he shouted angrily: "Feng Wuming, where are you going?" Run away, or you’ll die if you don’t stop!”

Feng Wuming, who was running at top speed, looked back and was so frightened that he almost fell off the flying sword.

Song Changsheng was not wearing a mask at this time, so he recognized him at a glance.

When he first saw this person, he was just an unknown person in the Qi training period.

Later, his whereabouts were exposed and he was besieged by the Song family. He fought desperately to break out. At that time, he was still thinking that after he recovered from his injuries, he must come back and take his life again. For this reason, he went to find out Song Changsheng's identity.

A few years later, after he recovered from his injuries, the first thing he did was to return to Lingzhou to look for traces of Song Changsheng, and then he discovered to his horror that the unknown soldier at the time had become famous all over the world.

Fighting for hundreds of thousands of miles in blood, killing four foundations in one battle. This immediately made him give up his thoughts of bringing bad luck to Song Changsheng. Instead, he left Lingzhou and ran to Xiangzhou because he was worried that he would be retaliated against.

Who knew that the road between enemies was narrow, and the chance of being bumped into by him was like looking for a needle in a haystack!

Feeling the aura from behind approaching, Feng Wuming just wanted to scold his mother at the moment. Although his realm was a little higher than Song Changsheng's, his intuition told him that the other party was very dangerous.

"What kind of monster is this guy? His strength has increased so quickly!"

Feng Wuming gritted his teeth and looked back at Song Changsheng, and shouted angrily: "Song Changsheng, do you really think I'm afraid of this?"

"Old dog, since you are not afraid, why don't you stop and fight with me? It will determine the outcome, as well as life and death!"

"Shuzi is arrogant!"

Feng Wuming was furious and didn't have the courage to fight Song Changsheng at all, and even sped up his escape.

It was also the first time that Song Changsheng encountered a foundation-building monk who could run like this, so he had to use all his strength to catch up.

The chase lasted for more than half an hour. In the end, Song Changsheng was the better one and successfully intercepted it.

"You have no way to escape, give up the struggle, I'll give you a break!" Song Changsheng hung a spirit-slaying gourd on his waist, holding a [Measuring Sky Ruler] and a [Lu Wu Bell] above his head, overflowing with murderous intent.

Feng Wuming looked ugly. He could already feel that the space around him had been locked by Song Changsheng's Qi. Now he had to fight.

"Song Changsheng, do you insist on killing them all?" Feng Wuming stared at Song Changsheng, and the hand hidden under his sleeve secretly released a dozen of the Gu insects he had carefully cultivated.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, so I'll die!"

Song Changsheng's tiger body shook, and the majestic spiritual power spurted out, all gathered on the [Measuring the Sky Ruler] in his hand, and then suddenly hit Feng Wuming's head.

"Swish"

Feng Wuming's figure flashed, and he immediately distanced himself from Song Changsheng. Then he waved his sleeves and released a piece of "black smoke".

The Gu Master's method was strange. Although the black smoke did not look threatening, Song Changsheng did not dare to be careless at all. He used [Glimpse of Light] to avoid getting a trace of it on his body.

At this time, he took a closer look and realized that there was no black smoke here, but countless tiny black beetles. Needless to say, these must also be some kind of evil Gu insects that he had refined.

If you get infected, you will definitely die miserably.

"I don't care what kind of poison you are, I'll burn it all out for you!"

The spirit-killing gourd was suspended in mid-air, emitting a ball of faint blue flame. The moment it came into contact with the "black smoke", it immediately made a series of "crackling" sounds, and the air was filled with a burning smell for a while.

"Spirit fire?"

Feng Wuming's expression changed drastically. Spiritual fire was the real nemesis of Gu insects. In front of Spiritual fire, no matter how many Gu insects there were, it would be useless.

Fortunately, he didn't put his hopes on these Gu worms. They were all released by him to confuse Song Changsheng. His real killing move was the dozens of Gu worms he released early in the morning.

While dodging Song Changsheng's attacks, he controlled the Gu insects to find opportunities to invade Song Changsheng's body.

Just when he thought he had found a good opportunity, Song Changsheng suddenly sneered: "If I had known your details, how could I not have guarded against you!"

Feng Wuming's heart trembled, and his pale face was full of panic.

The next moment, a layer of golden light emerged from Song Changsheng's body. When all the Gu insects that pounced on him hit this layer of golden light, they suddenly screamed as if they had encountered some nemesis.

"Second-grade high-quality [Golden Light Talisman]"

[Golden Light Talisman] Although it is a defensive talisman, the golden light it emits is extremely strong and has a great restraint effect on Gu insects.

This was originally purchased by Song Changsheng in Luoxia City in order to deal with the Qiantian Secret Realm, but he didn't expect it to be of great use now.

"Haha, these should be the strongest batch of Gu worms in your hands."

Song Changsheng had a sneer on his lips, and with a wave of the [Measuring Heavenly Ruler] in his hand, all the Gu insects exploded.

"puff"

These Gu worms were fed by Feng Wuming's own essence and blood, and were connected with Qi. A dozen of them were killed at once, causing serious damage to him. He raised his head and sprayed out a cloud of blood mist, and his breath was instantly weakened. Almost fell from the air.

"If you have any other means, use them to your heart's content, otherwise you will have no chance." Song Changsheng held the [Measuring Sky Ruler] in his hands, and the murderous aura in his eyes seemed to have condensed into substance.

"Ho ho, Song Changsheng, I admit that provoking you was the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life, but even if I die, I will never make it easy for you!"

Feng Wuming's eyes showed a hint of determination and madness, and a centipede-like worm crawled out of his mouth.

"Hahaha, Song Changsheng, go to hell with me!" Feng Wuming's face was distorted, as if he was crazy, and he crushed the insect directly.

"boom--"

Feng Wuming's body suddenly exploded.

"Self-destruction?"

Song Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly used [Lu Wu Bell] to cover himself.

A huge force hit the [Lu Wu Bell], and Song Changsheng felt the world spin for a while, and then it crashed onto a hill.

Fortunately, [Lu Wuzhong] withstood most of the damage, and Song Changsheng only suffered minor injuries.

Putting away the [Lu Wu Bell], Song Changsheng took a look in the air with his sword, and saw that Feng Wuming had not even the dregs left, leaving only messes all over the place.

"He actually destroyed his own life Gu."

Song Changsheng frowned slightly, he always felt that something was not right.

"correct."

He quickly took out the jade bottle containing the poisonous insects and found that the poisonous insects inside were still alive and kicking.

"Damn it, could this be a clone too? No, he must have used other means."

Song Changsheng frowned and thought hard for a while. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he immediately rushed towards the previous mountain col...

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(End of this chapter)