Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 217: Winning over, Tianjian Sect is stolen

This secret method divides the qualifications of monks into several levels, and the upper limit of each level is also different.

From low to high, there are seven levels: low-grade, middle-lower, medium-grade, medium-high, top-grade, top-grade, and top grade.

Low-level qualifications are generally those with five spiritual roots, and their understanding is extremely poor, and their transformation of spiritual energy is unsatisfactory. Without special opportunities, their lifetime achievements may stop at the late stage of Qi training, and it is difficult to even condense the Dao foundation.

The middle-to-lower qualifications are generally monks with four spiritual roots or five spiritual roots. Their understanding is not satisfactory, but their ability to absorb and convert spiritual energy is relatively high. With [Foundation Building Pill] as an aid, there is still hope to break through before the energy and blood decline at the age of sixty. Build the foundation.

Middle-grade talents are generally three spiritual root monks. They can master spells quickly. If they have a suitable mental method, the absorbed spiritual energy can be converted into spiritual power very well. There is great hope of breaking through the foundation building. If there is a chance, , the realm of Zifu can be expected.

The biggest difference between the upper-middle qualification and the middle grade is that his understanding is stronger and his spiritual roots are no longer large. He has greater hope of breaking through the Zifu and can go further. He can expect to reach the realm of golden elixir.

Those with high-level qualifications are expected to have golden elixirs, but they are more interested in understanding and character, and less interested in spiritual roots, unless they are Tianlinggen monks.

For those with superior qualifications, if there are no accidents, the realm of Jindan is certain. As long as there is a chance, the future is unlimited.

As for those with the best qualifications, their future achievements are unpredictable.

Of course, these can only be used as a reference, there are many uncontrollable factors, and the evaluation will change in different periods.

However, its value cannot be ignored, especially for a family. It can tap the potential of monks as much as possible without burying talents.

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng suddenly looked forward to the level at which his qualifications could be summarized.

From an ordinary perspective, he has both water and fire spiritual roots, so he can only be regarded as a middle-aged man.

If we include his superhuman understanding, I wonder if he can achieve top-level qualifications?

As he said, Song Changsheng slowly covered his Baihui point with his right hand. A flash of spiritual light revealed his own condition at a glance.

In the end, it got an above-average rating.

Song Changsheng was calm about this result. He had always had a clear understanding of his qualifications. Without the Taoist scriptures and so many opportunities, his achievements would probably have stopped at Zifu.

But will his future achievements really stop at Zi Mansion?

He doesn't think so. With his current cultivation speed, looking at the entire Daqi cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who can surpass him.

Ten years ago, this would have been unthinkable.

But isn’t this the point of practicing cultivation now?

Fight with heaven, fight with earth, and fight with people.

If you don’t believe in God, you don’t believe in fate!

"I wonder what kind of evaluation Qingxi and Qingxing can get with their qualifications?" Song Changsheng rubbed his chin, thinking that he would give them a try after they have completed their enlightenment.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the sleeping little Lingyun, and he couldn't help but frown.

Pulling out the thumb that was in his mouth with a pop, he said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't this little guy never sleep in his previous life? He hasn't woken up for so long, and the animal milk he prepared will go bad. "

If Song Lingyun could speak, he would definitely accuse Song Changsheng in tears. Am I unable to wake up? Is it because I don’t want to drink animal milk?

Is this because I fainted from hunger?

The baby feels miserable, meeting such an unreliable "father".

Song Changsheng put away the Tai Chi diagram, walked out of the quiet room with Xiao Lingyun in his arms, handed back the key to a Tianjian Sect disciple on duty outside, and then asked: "I wonder how many days are left to meditate?"

"There are still two days left. Most of the fellow Taoists who came to watch the Sword Stele Forest have already gone down the mountain."

"It's actually been three days..."

Song Changsheng was suddenly shocked. He originally thought that his retreat would last only a dozen hours, but he didn't expect that three days had already passed.

"Then Ling Yun hasn't been hungry for three days?"

Realizing the problem, Song Changsheng quickly made repairs. After a lot of fussing, Xiao Lingyun fell into a deep sleep again after eating and drinking.

Song Changsheng also quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and warned himself that he must not make such a mistake again in the future.

Back at the Forest of Sword Steles, Song Qingxi immediately came up to him, pouting and saying, "Where have you been? I haven't been able to find anyone. I've been sitting here all day."

"I have some insights. I went to a quiet room to retreat for a few days. What did you gain?"

Song Qingxi quickly said as if taking credit: "I have mastered a second-level swordsmanship."

"Yes, Xi'er is really smart." Song Changsheng touched the little girl's soft top of her head to encourage her, and then turned his attention to Song Qingxing, who was holding the Traceless Sword.

Song Qingxing raised his head slightly and said indifferently: "I gained a little."

Seeing that all three of them had gained something, the old ghost Chihuo suddenly felt his face was burning. Although he followed his own heart and found a third-level sword technique that suited him, he learned nothing after studying it for several days. .

He had no choice but to give up and study the Wordless Monument instead. As a result, after a few days, he understood the cultivation experience of his predecessors, which was still in the foundation building stage and had no effect on him at all.

In comparison, he seems very useless.

Fortunately, Song Changsheng didn't ask what he meant at all. Seeing that the two juniors each had gained something, he nodded happily and said, "It's finally a worthwhile trip. Now that it's over, let's prepare to return to the family. One hundred thousand The mountain demon clan is invading in large numbers, and I am still not worried about my family."

At this moment, a young foundation-building monk dressed in Tianjian Sect costume came up to him. Unlike the other disciples, who looked aloof and arrogant, this man's face was filled with a warm smile.

"Are some fellow Taoists ready to go down the mountain?" The man cupped his hands at Song Changsheng and others and said with a smile.

Song Changsheng returned the gift and said doubtfully: "Exactly, I wonder what your friend is doing?"

The young monk's face was full of smiles, which made people feel like spring breeze, and he quickly said: "Introduce yourself, I would like to wish you bright, now I am the deacon of the sect. I have several Taoist friends who are very talented, and they are all among the best. I wonder if I can tell you a little bit?"

Song Changsheng frowned. He said that he would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. If the other party was so polite, he must have some agenda.

"Fellow Taoist, you might as well tell me directly if you have something to do. I still have something urgent to do." Song Changsheng was in a hurry to return to his family, but he didn't have much time to talk to him, so he asked straight to the point.

Zhu Ming also didn't expect Song Changsheng to be so direct, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said with an undiminished smile: "In that case, I'll take the liberty to speak out.

I see that several fellow Taoists are very talented in swordsmanship, and they have already achieved great results in just a few days, which really puts Zhu to shame.

My Heavenly Sword Sect has always welcomed talented people from all over the world. I wonder if some of my Taoist friends have disciples? "

This statement couldn't be more obvious. He just wants to recruit them. This is already the practice of Tianjian Sect. Song Changsheng also heard about it, but he didn't have any intention to resist. He cupped his hand and said politely: "Thank you for your kindness." Yes, but I am from a family with no intention of becoming a disciple."

After saying that, Song Changsheng took everyone and planned to leave. At this time, Zhu Ming actually stood in front of them again and said with a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, I secretly believe that for such a big matter as apprenticeship, it is necessary to seek the opinions of these two young friends themselves. What do you think? "

Hearing this, Song Changsheng frowned and felt a little unhappy. He had already clearly refused, but he still continued to stalk him.

But when he saw the way the other party looked at Song Qingxing, he suddenly realized that his target was Song Qingxing!

I couldn't help but secretly hate myself, thinking that it was really a weasel giving New Year greetings to a rooster, and he was not being kind!

But the other party's words left him with no reason to refute. Becoming a disciple was a big deal and they really needed to make the decision themselves. Even the elders could not overstep their authority.

"Xi'er, Xing'er, you guys have also heard what Deacon Zhu said. It's up to you how you choose. The family won't comment." Song Changsheng turned back to the two of them and said calmly.

"Xi'er is not going anywhere." Song Qingxi immediately stated her position. She grew up in the family, which is her roots and cannot be abandoned.

Seeing that she refused so simply, Zhu Ming's face changed slightly. Fortunately, his target was not her in the first place. He quickly looked at Song Qingxing, who had not yet spoken, and said: "My friend, don't make a hasty decision. Let's listen first." It’s not too late to wish someone a certain condition.

As long as you worship our Heavenly Sword Sect, you can immediately enter the sword pool and choose a divine weapon. Moreover, the leader of our sect will personally accept you as a disciple and fully support you to break through the Zifu stage and even reach the Golden Core stage. Not necessarily impossible. "

It has to be said that the conditions offered by the other party are very tempting. The leaders of the Tianjian Sect are all monks of the Zifu. It is the dream of many people to be able to become their disciple.

For some reason, Song Changsheng suddenly felt nervous. Can Song Qingxing resist such temptation?

After all, Tianjian Sect is the leader of swordsmanship in Daqi's cultivation world. In any case, the help it can provide to Song Qingxing is far more than that of the Song family.

He has a cold nature, so even if he abandons the Song family for his own path, it is reasonable.

Zhu Ming was also a little nervous. Recruiting Song Qingxing was an order personally given to him by the head of the sect. If he could do it well, his status in the sect would definitely be further improved in the future.

"I wonder if these chips can impress him. Do you want to add more fuel to the fire?" Zhu Ming frowned and thought secretly.

"Boring."

Unexpectedly, Song Qingxing didn't even look at him. He said a word and walked straight down the mountain.

"This..." Zhu Ming was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that even if he offered such a generous offer, the other party would still reject him so simply.

"I wish fellow Taoist, you have also heard that my two juniors have no intention of becoming disciples. Fellow Taoist, please come back. We are going down the mountain." Song Changsheng smiled slightly and felt very comfortable.

Zhu Ming sighed quietly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm just being presumptuous, fellow Taoists, go slow."

Seeing that he did not continue to pester, Song Changsheng nodded slightly, which was somewhat of a bottom line.

"I'll take my leave."

After the group came down the mountain, Song Changsheng suddenly burst out laughing.

"Uncle, why are you so happy?" Song Qingxi asked with some confusion.

Song Changsheng smiled and said nothing, and changed the topic: "I still need to find some spiritual objects that can nourish the soul. Let's stay in Wanjian City for a few days, and then set off to return to our clan."

After finding an inn where he would stay, Song Changsheng began to search for spiritual objects that could nourish his soul in various shops in Wanjian City.

Spiritual objects that nourish the soul are not precious, but Song Changsheng only acquired some low-level spiritual objects such as [Soul-nurturing Grass] and [Soul-Reviving Liquid] in two days.

Fortunately, the Jade Slips accepted all comers, and spiritual objects of any grade could work, so Song Changsheng had no choice but to rely on quantity.

He spent nearly 30,000 spiritual stones to purchase all the spiritual items that nourished the soul in several shops.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the black market and purchased some spiritual objects that nourished the soul. He spent more than 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. In a short time, his pocket dropped by more than half.

Fortunately, the efforts paid off. Although a lot of spirit stones were spent, the results were impressive, enough to increase the progress of awakening the weapon spirit to one percent.

That's right, it's one percent. There is a groove on the side of the jade slip. According to the information left by his cheap master, the weapon spirit will only wake up when the groove is filled with fluorescence.

And Song Changsheng spent more than 40,000 low-grade spiritual stones to collect so many spiritual objects, and in the end, only a little fluorescence appeared on the grooves.

It is said that one percent is very moist.

"According to this progress, wouldn't it take hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to awaken this weapon spirit?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little numb.

But once he considered its grade, Song Changsheng felt relieved and could only secretly comfort himself that the more he paid, the greater the reward would be.

After doing all this, it was already October 17th, the day when the Sword Stele Forest was opened, and the flow of people in the city increased significantly.

But this has nothing to do with Song Changsheng and others, they are preparing to return.

As soon as he arrived at the city gate, Song Changsheng was shocked to find that many Tianjian Sect disciples were guarding the city gate with murderous intent, their eyes stern, as if they were searching for something.

The monks who had originally planned to leave the city were also ordered to retreat, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Song Changsheng's heart suddenly sank. What happened? The Golden Crow Sect came to fight?

"Hey, fellow Taoists, it turns out it's you. I didn't expect that you were also blocked in the city. We really feel the same pain."

At this moment, a tall and strong young monk came over. He was wearing a long robe and hanging around his waist were jade pendants of seven different colors: red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple. He was holding a jade pendant in his hand. The folding fan looks very cool.

What shocked Song Changsheng the most was that a round giant panda was actually following behind him?

There are actually giant pandas in this world?

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

The old ghost Chihuo quickly stepped forward to explain.

Song Changsheng suddenly realized that he had met Song Qingxi and others.

Seeing that the other party's cultivation was good, and listening to the other party's words, Song Changsheng seemed to know something. Song Changsheng raised his hands to the other party and said: "Song Changsheng, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Pi knows what happened in Wanjian City? Why did the city suddenly close down? Already?"

Pi Xiu was a little surprised when he heard this and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't you know?"

"I've been in seclusion for the past two days. I really don't know."

"Oh, what happened this time is not a trivial matter. Someone sneaked into Tianjian Sect last night and stole the wordless tablet."

"what?"

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(End of this chapter)