Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Feeling Song Changsheng's gaze, Zhuang Yuechan responded with a smile but did not answer.

After they returned to Tianyin Mountain, Xu Yunhe and Zhuang Yuechan went into seclusion to refine what they had gained from their trip. After all, the gift from heaven after surviving the catastrophe was not just as simple as recovering from injuries.

Song Changsheng got his wish and was summoned by the great city lord.

Speaking of which, his original purpose of coming here was to meet the great city lord, but he never had the opportunity to meet him because of the expedition.

They thought they would have to wait for a while, but unexpectedly, as soon as they returned to Tianyin Mountain, the third disciple of the Great City Lord, Xing Zhao, came to their door and told them that the Great City Lord had summoned them.

Walking side by side with Xing Zhao on the white jade stairs leading to the retreat of the Great City Lord, Song Changsheng's face was solemn, and a feeling of pilgrimage suddenly arose in his heart.

Logically speaking, this is not the first time for him to meet the Great City Lord, and he should have been used to it for a long time. However, today is different from the past. Although the former Great City Lord was famous, he was still inferior to those at the top of the pyramid of Daqi Cultivation World. A little bit.

But now, the great city lord has broken through the golden elixir within a year and killed the Thunderous Demon King head-on outside Luoxia City. His power and fame are no longer the same as in the past.

The more critical point is that the Great City Lord is the only Jindan Daoist who was not born in the two major sects in thousands of years. This has some special significance for the many forces in the Daqi cultivation world...

On the top of Tianyin, there are many kinds of spiritual peach trees planted. Although it is not the season for peach blossoms to bloom, the peach blossoms are still hanging on the branches. The breeze blows, rolling up thousands of petals, like dancing pink butterflies. .

In the center of the peach forest, there is a small pavilion with a low peach wood table, a pot of hot tea, a chessboard, and three teacups. Other than that, there are only two middle-aged people standing and sitting.

Mu Guibai wore a high purple jade crown and white clothes to win the snow. Shi Shiran knelt down at the low table, stretched out his hand that even a woman would envy, picked up a chess piece like black jade from the chess box and dropped it on the chess board. He went up and said with a faint smile: "Zhengchun, it's your turn."

Hearing this, Bai Zhengchun casually dropped a piece and said boredly: "Senior brother specially asked me to come here just to play chess with you. I'm not good at chess. I'm afraid I won't be able to let senior brother have fun. How about I invite the fourth senior sister here?" ?”

"Playing chess is just a pastime. I invited you here for other reasons." Mu Guibai calmly dropped a piece and divided the white dragon into two parts. His tone was gentle, unhurried and unhurried, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Is it because of Song Changsheng?" Seeing that his defeat was certain, Bai Zhengchun simply surrendered and said bluntly.

Mu Guibai took the chess pieces back into the chess case one by one and said calmly: "Tiancheng Valley is a forbidden area. What you did is a bit too much."

"The choice of whether to go or not is in his hands. My younger brother did not interfere, but went with them to protect them. Senior brother's words are unreasonable." Bai Zhengchun leaned casually on the pillar and said with a smile.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Guibai sighed slightly and said, "We'd better not get involved in the affairs of the younger generation. I don't want what happened in the past to happen again."

When Bai Zhengchun heard this, he suppressed the smile on his face, stared at Mu Guibai and said, "Are you not worried at all?"

"What's the point of worrying? No matter what the future outcome is, it is Chan'er's own choice after all, and what does it have to do with us?

I know you have resentment towards the Song family, but you should understand that it is us, not Song Xianming, who caused all this.

As far as what happened back then, he was also a victim. "Mu Guibai's tone was full of helplessness. The things that happened back then were still vivid in his mind. Those were the creases that he could never erase.

At this point, Bai Zhengchun's eyes also became a little sad. He stood up and suddenly said angrily: "It wasn't because of that idiot Zhan Tianxia. If he hadn't made his own decisions, we wouldn't have..."

"That's enough!" Mu Guibai interrupted him, with a hint of sternness in his tone.

Bai Zhengchun opened his mouth, but finally sat down again under Mu Guibai's stern gaze, picked up the tea cup and stopped talking.

Seeing him like this, Mu Guibai's eyes softened a little, and he sighed: "The world was indeed wrong about what happened back then, but if it weren't for our connivance and acquiescence, he wouldn't have done that.

What happened back then has passed, and I don't want it to happen again to Chan'er. You've seen what you want to see, and you've tested it. Let them all stop. That's a good child. "

Bai Zhengchun nodded dullly.

The two of them just sat in silence, looking at each other without saying a word, and the atmosphere seemed to solidify at this moment.

Outside the pavilion, the north wind howls and the peach blossoms flutter, it seems like they are two completely unrelated worlds to the inside of the pavilion.

After a long time, Bai Zhengchun stood up, placed a red lacquered wooden box on the low table and said, "The person you want to see is here. I will go first. I will hand this over to Senior Brother Lao."

After saying that, Bai Zhengchun stepped out of the pavilion, and his figure gradually disappeared among the peach blossoms.

Mu Guibai glanced at the wooden box, and he already knew the contents inside. He couldn't help but nodded slightly, and took out this object, which can be said to be full of sincerity.

After a while, Song Changsheng arrived outside the small pavilion under the leadership of Xing Zhao.

"Master, Chief Song Shao has arrived." Xing Zhao saluted respectfully.

"Junior Song Changsheng, congratulations to the Lord of the City for stepping into the golden elixir and adding five hundred years of life!" Song Changsheng saluted quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can go down first." Mu Guibai smiled and nodded. Then he waved to Song Changsheng and said, "Come closer and talk."

Song Changsheng glanced at the straw mat beside the low table and felt slightly excited. Sitting with Master Jin Dan was enough for an ordinary person to brag about for a lifetime.

Calmly stepping on the petals, he came to Mu Guibai and carefully knelt down. At this time, his mood calmed down and he seemed more calm.

But soon his calmness was shattered by Mu Guibai's action.

The dignified Jindan Master, the great city lord, actually picked up the teapot and poured him tea himself!

Song Changsheng's eyelids twitched, he quickly stood up, cupped his hands and said, "You've killed me."

Mu Guibai looked at his "fearful" look and couldn't help but feel a little amused: "There are only you and me here. I am the host and you are the guest. That's it. There is no need to be so restrained."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng smiled coquettishly, you are the boss who can kill the Demon King with a sword, I can count the number of people who can let go in front of you.

After sitting down again, Song Changsheng saw three cups on the table. The tea in the other cup was still steaming. It was obvious that there were other guests here just now, and the smell made him feel familiar, but he was not sure. who is it.

This surprised him a little. Ever since he practiced [Ten Thousand Miles of Pursuit], he could determine who the other party was as long as he "smelled" the breath, but it actually lost its effect here. Although he was curious, he didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Guibai seemed to have seen through his heart. He smiled faintly, pushed the red lacquered wooden box in front of him to Song Changsheng and said, "What happened before was a test prepared by Zhengchun for the little friend, but I didn't expect it." There were some accidents during the process, this is his apology to you, please don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was slightly startled. When he got the map, he knew that this was Bai Zhengchun's test for him, and he didn't have any grudges in his heart.

After all, he and Bai Zhengchun were strangers to each other, so he would be extremely grateful if they could provide him with clues about the dragon scales. Although the process had some twists and turns, in his opinion, it was a price that should be paid.

You can't expect people to deliver it directly to you. He feels that he is not that thick-skinned.

Therefore, when Song Changsheng saw this "apology", he was a little confused. After he came to his senses, he immediately refused sternly and said: "Senior Bai is worried too much. This junior must never accept this thing. The sky sinks into the valley." For a line, this junior has nothing but gratitude in his heart.”

He paused here, and then said: "Besides, there was Senior Drunkard in front of me who escorted Junior and others, and Senior Bai in the back blocked the last thunderbolt for us. Speaking of which, Junior should go and thank Senior Bai." .”

Seeing Song Changsheng's confident look, Mu Guibai couldn't help but feel a little interested and said, "How did you know about this?"

Song Changsheng smiled reservedly and said, "This junior never believes in coincidences, let alone unprovoked kindness. Senior Drunkard's appearance was too coincidental, and the kindness he released was too sudden, so this junior has doubts in his heart.

When faced with the Heavenly Tribulation in the Heavenly Tribulation Valley, there were only eight thunderbolts in total. Nine was the highest number. The number of thunderbolts dropped by the Heavenly Tribulation was often nine or multiples of nine. It was absolutely impossible to have only eight thunderbolts.

So I boldly guessed that someone secretly blocked a thunderbolt for us. I originally thought it was Senior Zuiweng, but when we met later, Senior Zuiweng's breath was stable, and his body was not contaminated with the aura of heavenly calamity.

This shows that there is a senior present, but he has not shown up, so the junior has such a guess. "

There was a trace of surprise in Mu Guibai's eyes. He was so meticulous and didn't look like a young man in his twenties.

"Since that person didn't show up, how can you be sure that he is Zhengchun?"

"I was unsure at first, but after hearing Senior Drunkard tell me about the dangers in Tianzheng Valley, I am sure. Senior Bai may not care about me, but he will definitely ensure Yuechan's safety."

Song Changsheng gradually figured out the twists and turns here on the way back. It was just a guess at first, but it was confirmed by the big city lord.

After listening to Song Changsheng's explanation, Mu Guibai's face showed an unabashed smile, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

"Zhengchun still thought he was doing it covertly, but he didn't expect that he would have noticed it long ago. But considering the matter, what he did in this matter was indeed inappropriate, causing you to lose a high-quality spiritual weapon of excellent quality. You can't live without it. compensate.

Just accept this thing. There is absolutely no reason to take back what Zhengchun took out. Moreover, this thing should be of great use to you. Open it and take a look. "

Speaking of this, Song Changsheng's refusal seemed a bit hypocritical. He opened the red lacquered wooden box as he was told and found a jade slip placed inside.

"This is a small magical power that Zhengchun learned in the past. It is called [Tiangang Shield]. It has good defensive power. I heard that you have already cultivated a small magical power. This should not be a problem for you." Mu Guibai explained for him with a smile. confused.

Song Changsheng was shocked when he heard this. He expected that the action of the great monk of the Zi Mansion would be extraordinary, but he did not expect that it would be such a great gift.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there has always been a saying that "the wealth of a Dharma couple". The method of cultivating is the most precious thing, and everyone treasures it.

This is even more true for the minor supernatural powers. Only the monks of the Zi Mansion can understand them when they realize the Tao. Each item is unique and has always been a personal secret that is not passed down.

For example, the [Mountain Seal] practiced by Song Changsheng and the [Xunfeng Finger] practiced by Song Xianming were both left behind by their ancestor Song Taiyi and belong to the Song family's unique magical powers.

Only the monks of the Purple Mansion, the helmsmen of the family, and heirs had access to it. Even if the great elder Song Xianyun wanted to gain enlightenment, he had to go through a vote of the Council of Elders, which shows how precious it is.

Among the minor magical powers, defensive ones are the rarest, and their value is immeasurable.

But he didn't expect Bai Zhengchun to throw it out without blinking an eye, and he didn't ban Song Changsheng's side stories!
"Junior, thank you, Senior Bai, for the reward." For such a big gift, if you extrapolate it, you would be a fool. Song Changsheng accepted it quickly, fearing that the other party would regret it.

"After talking about this, it's time for us to talk about other things."

Song Changsheng immediately sat up straight and looked attentively.

"At the beginning of the Griffin Mountain Range, even I didn't think that it was a game. If it weren't for you, Yuechan and Dazhuang would have been annihilated. For this, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of Luoxia City."

Song Changsheng was humble again when he heard this, and felt a little excited in his heart. This is Master Jin Dan! ! !

"I once said that whoever can kill Dong Tianxie will be rewarded by the City Lord's Mansion with 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones and three bottles of [Purple Marrow Cuiyuan Pill]. It is still valid today." After saying that, Mu Guibai took out one The storage bag is placed on the table.

Then he added: "The Luoxia City Auction House originally offered a [Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart] as a reward, and I have already sent someone to inquire on your behalf. The auction house has no intention of breaching the contract.

It's just that so much time has passed, and the one prepared at the beginning has been used. It will take some time for the next batch to mature. Their person in charge promised that they will definitely give an explanation to the children within thirty years! "

If the first sentence was just a surprise, then the last sentence was like a thunder, shaking Song Changsheng to death.

[Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart] Ah, that is [Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart]!
After using it, you can increase the success rate of breaking through the Zi Mansion. It has always been controlled by the big sects. It is more difficult for ordinary people to get it than to reach the sky, but they didn't expect to get it so easily!

At this moment, Song Changsheng had forgotten the hardships of the bloody battle and the thirty years of waiting.

Compared with the opportunity to achieve Zifu, what does a mere thirty years mean?
Don’t you see that the Earth Fire Sect is always unruly?
He has been wasting nearly fifty years in establishing the Dzogchen Foundation and has never been able to wait for this opportunity.

This is not an isolated case, a lot of people will never get it in their lifetime.

After all, what does thirty years mean?
At that time, Song Changsheng was not yet sixty years old, and his journey had just begun.

Youth is his greatest asset!

...(End of chapter)