Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng and others' expressions changed slightly, and they immediately stood up and took out their magic weapons and looked at the direction of the sound vigilantly.

They saw a tall old man wearing a shabby gray fish pattern robe standing next to a piece of green rock not far from them.

He looks to be in his sixties, with a long gray beard, but it has obviously not been taken care of for a long time. His hair is messy, his bronze skin is rough, his face is full of wrinkles, and his hands are pinched with thick knuckles. Holding a yellow-orange wine gourd.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in his body, his aura was weak, and he looked like a slovenly old drunkard.

But Song Changsheng and others did not dare to take it lightly.

Although they were resting here, their consciousness was always on the outside, and any disturbance within a radius of several hundred feet could not be hidden from them.

However, this old man seemed to appear out of thin air, and actually came within a hundred feet of them silently. For the foundation-building monks, this was already an extremely dangerous distance, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was close at hand.

Moreover, if the other party hadn't taken the initiative to reveal his whereabouts, he could have gotten closer.

This person is by no means as harmless as he seems. If you can't detect the opponent's cultivation level, it can only be said that their cultivation level is too weak.

The other party is most likely a great monk of the Zi Mansion or even higher!

But what made them feel slightly reassured was that the other party seemed to have no ill intentions.

Song Changsheng and others looked at each other, and finally Zhuang Yuechan spoke respectfully: "Junior Zhuang Yuechan, comes from Luoxia City, and studied under the master of the city. May I ask my senior's surname?"

The old man laughed when he heard this and said: "It turns out that he is a disciple of the Lord of the Great City. The old lady calls him a drunkard. He happened to be passing by here and was attracted by the barbecue."

Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "I happened to be passing by here"?
What about the liar?
The Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range is located deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is desolate, remote and full of dangers. Except for those with clear goals like them, few people will come here.

Besides, there are no such coincidences in this world. As soon as they reached the front foot, this person "happened to pass by". I'm afraid he has been targeting them for a long time, right?

"Changsheng, I have never heard of the name Zuiweng. If what he said is true, I'm afraid he is not a member of Daqi's cultivation world." Zhuang Yuechan secretly transmitted the message.

There are less than three digits of Zifu cultivators in the Daqi cultivation world. Not only does Zhuang Yuechan know everyone, but she all remembers their names, and there is no such person as "Drunkard" among them.

"The name is just a code name, and what he said may not necessarily be the truth, but I think he doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions. Let's find out his purpose first."

Song Changsheng would not simply think that the other party's dignified great monk from the Purple Mansion came to his door just for this bite of barbecue. He must have wanted something else.

Zhuang Yuechan understood clearly and respectfully asked the middle-aged man: "I wonder what senior Drunkard is here to do. Is there anything I need the services of this junior and others?"

Hearing this, the old man just waved his hand, then sat down next to Qinggangyan without any appearance and said: "I just want to satisfy my appetite, there is no need to do anything expensive."

After that, as if he was afraid that Song Changsheng and others would disagree, he waved the wine gourd in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't eat your food for free. I'll give you wine in exchange. This wine I have is not ordinary. There is a lot of it." I don’t give anything to anyone who asks for it.”

Zhuang Yuechan and Song Changsheng looked at each other, and then Song Changsheng pointed like a sword, cut off more than half of the roasted golden and shiny tiger meat, wrapped it in a piece of silk cloth, and slowly walked towards the old man.

His speed is neither fast nor slow, but his nerves are extremely tense. If the opponent makes the slightest move, he will throw out the [Red Lianzi] hidden in his sleeve.

But the old man just stared at the barbecue in his hand from beginning to end, and made swallowing sounds from time to time.

"Senior, please use it with caution." Song Changsheng carefully placed the barbecue in front of the old man and said respectfully.

The drunkard nodded with a smile.

Just when Song Changsheng was about to retreat, Song Changsheng suddenly felt a strong and powerful hand holding his arm.

Song Changsheng's expression changed slightly. He didn't notice at all what the other party did.

Not far away, Zhuang Yuechan and Xu Yunhe immediately became excited when they saw this scene, ready to fight at any time.

"Senior Drunkard, what else do you have to say?" Song Changsheng maintained his composure. He knew that it would be useless to panic now, and there was no need to think about resisting. The opponent was much stronger than Dong Tianxie before. I'm afraid Compared with Zhan Tianxia, ​​he is no less generous. It is better not to use his little tricks.

The old man said with a smile: "I said, I won't eat your food for free."

After that, he waved his hand, and three exquisite wine glasses appeared on the ground. He opened the stopper of the wine gourd and carefully poured the wine into them.

The wine looked as thick as honey and had a beautiful amber color, but there was no smell at all, as if it was poured with boiled water.

The old man seemed to value it very much, and only filled a small half of each small wine glass.

"Thank you, senior, for the reward."

Song Changsheng bowed and returned to Zhuang Yuechan with three wine glasses. He gave each of them a glass. However, they were holding wine glasses but no one dared to put them to their mouths. After all, no one knew what was in them. What are the consequences of drinking it?

The old man no longer paid attention to them, stretched out his dirty hands and roughly tore off a roasted tiger leg that was sizzling with oil, and then opened his mouth to devour it.

Not long after, a tiger leg weighing dozens of kilograms entered the old man's belly. The old man wiped his oily hands on his clothes randomly for a few times, then raised the wine gourd and drank a few gulps. , making a satisfied sound.

Then he held the remaining barbecue and began to bite it as if no one was watching. He ate as if he hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.

Song Changsheng and others were holding wine glasses and felt that it was neither right to drink nor not to drink. They were in a dilemma.

Soon, most of the tiger monsters were wiped out by the old man. He picked up a piece of grass and picked his teeth. He looked at the three of them with a smile and said, "What, are you afraid that I will poison you?

Don't worry, if I really plan to deal with you, I don't need to resort to such shameless means as poisoning.

Drink it all, it will be good for where you are going next. "

"Does this person know where we are going next?" Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. This drunkard's behavior was really puzzling.

Perhaps sensing Song Changsheng's inner thoughts, the drunkard said with a smile: "It's not difficult to guess. In this Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, where else can we go besides Tiancheng Valley? Drink it, it's a good thing."

There was a hint of toughness in the old man's tone.

Song Changsheng and others looked at each other when they heard this, and then they drank the wine in their glasses with a sudden change of heart. There was no strange taste. As soon as it was in the mouth, it spread along the esophagus and spread throughout the body, and then quickly disappeared without a trace. trace.

No matter why the other party insists on drinking this glass of wine, they have no room to refuse. With the strength shown by the old man, dealing with them will not be more difficult than squeezing an insect to death.

There are ten thousand ways he could get them to drink this glass of wine.

Seeing them drink the wine, the old man's face suddenly burst into a stronger smile: "Yes, I just want to have a good relationship with you.

By the way, if you find [Heaven Grass] in Tiancheng Valley, I am willing to buy it at a high price. You guys will see you later. "After that, the old man's figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared out of thin air.

Song Changsheng and others quickly sat down cross-legged, intending to use their martial arts to force out the wine, but strangely, the wine seemed to have really disappeared, leaving not even a trace.

"Sorry, it was Song who caused trouble for you." Song Changsheng said bitterly, looking at the two of them with eyes full of apology.

"Don't say that. No one would have imagined that such a thing would happen. Besides, the drunken senior may not necessarily have malicious intentions." Zhuang Yuechan comforted her softly.

"Yes, Brother Song, don't worry."

"To be on the safe side, let's return to Luoxia City first and find out what this wine is before we talk." Song Changsheng raised the wine glass in his hand, with a drop still hanging on the wall.

He left this on purpose.

None of them are proficient in pharmacology, so it is difficult to tell whether there is something fishy about this wine.

But just because they don't understand it doesn't mean that no one in Luoxia City understands it. As long as you have a sample in hand, you can quickly tell whether it's harmful or not, and it's easy to do targeted treatment in good times.

Unexpectedly, his words were rejected by Zhuang Yuechan.

"No. Changsheng, there are still more than two months before you go to Baicao Hall to participate in the Pindan Conference. If you return to Luoxia City at this time, you will miss it.

The Pindan Conference is a rare event in the world of Daqi cultivation. It is a very rare opportunity for you and the Song family. If you miss it, you will have to wait another thirty years.

This wine has not had any impact on us for the time being, so don't worry. "Zhuang Yuechan advised earnestly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang is right. Besides, if that person really has an intention towards us, he may not let us go back easily.

We've almost rested, so let's go back as soon as possible. "

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was moved, and immediately stopped being hesitant, nodded and said: "Okay, let's go to Tiancheng Valley as soon as possible."

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After a few people left, the old man's figure appeared again. While drinking a small drink, he muttered inarticulately: "Why... Gudong Gudong... don't you just hand it over to them... Gudong."

A middle-aged man in white clothes appeared next to him, looked at the direction in which the few people left, and said calmly: "It's just a small test for the younger generations."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes showed a look of interest and said: "Because of that Song Changsheng?

He is still a bit brave, and after my observation and contact along the way, he doesn't seem to be a treacherous person. "

"Hmph, you know people but don't know their hearts. Wasn't that the same thing for Song Xianming back then?" The man in white snorted coldly, with deep resentment in his tone.

"Hey, it's your family business in Luoxia City anyway, so I won't say much, but don't forget the money for today's drinks. I haven't given it to anyone who begged me to sue grandma. I went out for three drinks today, so you have to compensate me. ." The drunkard stretched out his calloused hands in front of the man in white and said.

"Don't worry, I won't miss you."

As soon as the words fell, the man in white disappeared...

Not long after, Song Changsheng and others had arrived at the edge of Tiancheng Valley.

It is better to say that it is a valley than a bottomless pit. Looking from top to bottom, the pit is completely shrouded in a layer of white mist.

"Brother Song, this fog is weird. It actually has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness." Xu Yunhe frowned.

"Well, I'll go down to explore the road first, and then you can come down after making sure it's safe. The situation down there is unknown. If there's anything dangerous, you can help me."

The second half of Song Changsheng's words blocked Zhuang Yuechan's persuasive words in his throat. Originally, she planned to go down together, but the situation below was unclear and someone really needed to explore the way.

Among them, Song Changsheng is the strongest, and he is the most suitable.

"Okay, please be safe."

Then Zhuang Yuechan took off a fish-shaped jade pendant from her waist and put it in Song Changsheng's hand and said: "Since this fog can isolate spiritual consciousness, communication may also be affected by then. This is the yin and yang jade pendant, which is a pair.

If you encounter danger down there, crush it and I can use the other piece to find your location. "

Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, Song Changsheng felt warm in his heart. After putting it away properly, he gave her a reassuring look and then jumped into the Sky Valley.

He soon plunged into the billowing white mist.

But what surprised him was that the white fog looked very thick, but in fact it was only a thin layer. He quickly passed through it successfully. Without the barrier of the white fog, Song Changsheng's eyes suddenly became clear, and the situation in the valley suddenly became clear. It's clear at a glance.

Because the sunlight was blocked, it seemed very dark inside, but dense vegetation could still be seen, but no shadow of the monster was found yet.

Song Changsheng quickly landed smoothly, and his spiritual consciousness spread overwhelmingly.

Then he walked around and saw no monsters, not even a mosquito. Apart from these living plants, there was no other living thing in this place.

This surprised Song Changsheng and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. The absence of monsters not only meant that the potential threat was reduced, but also meant that the flesh and blood of the Black Dragon Demon King had not yet become a meal.

After confirming that there was no threat, he began to use the communication compass to deliver the message to Zhuang Yuechan and the two.

After a while, the two of them reached the bottom of the valley with their swords.

"The area of ​​Tiancheng Valley is not small. Let's search separately. It will be more efficient this way." Xu Yunhe suggested.

Song Changsheng thought for a while, but still rejected his proposal. After all, they were in a completely unfamiliar place. If they were to disperse rashly, it would be difficult to support each other if they encountered any danger.

As a result, several people controlled the distance within three hundred feet and began to conduct a blanket search using their spiritual consciousness.

After searching for nearly three hours, they found nothing, and their spiritual power was greatly consumed. Just when Song Changsheng was about to take a break, he frowned and suddenly looked in the direction behind him.

"Brother Song, what's wrong?" His abnormality attracted the attention of the two people.

Song Changsheng looked around with vigilance and said, "I just seemed to feel that something was spying on us in the dark!"

...(End of chapter)