Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The body-training method of the dragon and six-armed apes is not a special case, it is also widely used among the human race. For example, Song Qingxing used to exercise under the waterfall.

Therefore, there was no difficulty in practicing. Song Changsheng found Xing Zhao and borrowed the gravity chamber used by the Luoxia City disciples to practice. The principle of the gravity chamber is very simple, which is to arrange [gravity arrays] with different pressures.

It was originally used to train body skills. In the end, they found that the function of training the body was much higher than that of training body skills, so after improvement, it became a facility for training the body.

In the next few days, Song Changsheng used the gravity chamber to fortify his body, and at the same time he invited Xing Zhao, Niu Dazhuang and others to compete, using external blows to fortify his body.

During this period of time, not a day went by that Song Changsheng was not injured. Although it was a little miserable, the effect was remarkable, and it could be said that he was both painful and happy.

Just when Song Changsheng was abusing himself, Song Qingxing, Song Qingxi and others, who had accepted the family task of hosting the Immortal Ascension Conference, had also arrived at the last stop.

After the "frank and honest" exchange with Wujie that day, after careful consideration, Wujie let go of the remaining pride in his heart as a Jindan master, and chose to surrender to Song Qingxing and be refined by him.

Mainly, it has no other choice. If it is not discovered, it can stay in Kaiyang City and slowly absorb the spiritual energy from its spiritual veins to restore itself.

But from the moment it was exposed, it had only two choices, surrender or die.

It just met Song Qingxing. If it were someone else, it would probably have only one option: death.

After all, although it was a righteous spiritual treasure before, it became a magic weapon after being infiltrated by demonic energy. Just touching it will corrode the minds of others.

If he didn't want to fall into the devil's path and become a puppet of the weapon spirit, he would have had no choice but to destroy the magic weapon. Even if it didn't work, he would have to destroy Wu Jie, the weapon spirit.

But Song Qingxing is different. With the [Markless Sword] in hand, it can cut off the connection between Wu Jie and the aura of the devil, allowing Wu Jie to break away from the devil.

This is the main reason why Wujie chose to surrender. Over the years, the demonic energy has been eroding his consciousness all the time, and he has become more and more powerless. If he does not want to completely become the puppet of the demon, Song Qingxing is his only choice. choose.

After a few days of contact, Wu Jie gradually discovered Song Qingxing's extraordinary talent, which gave him a little more comfort.

It is better to surrender to a genius than to mediocrity.

This also gave him a glimmer of hope, and made him have a few different thoughts in his heart.

His injuries were too severe, so absorbing spiritual energy was a forced choice. In fact, the efficiency was very low and the effect was very limited.

If you want to be completely cured, you still need to find a fourth-level weapon refining master, and use rare materials to refining and nourishing.

To do this, the current Song Qingxing is far from enough, but he can train him. As long as he grows to a sufficient height, it will not be difficult for him.

At this point, Wujie is very confident in himself.

Although he lost his body in the battle, and his soul was finally refined into a weapon spirit by True Lord Nascent Soul, he was still a golden elixir cultivator, and his experience and insights in cultivation were still there, and he also mastered many magical powers and secrets.

In addition, he has followed the True Monarch Yuanying for many years, and his vision and certain aspects are beyond the ordinary Jindan monks. Taken together, it is not difficult to train Song Qingxing.

What's more, he also knew that Song Qingxing was backed by a well-established family. Although in his eyes, this family, which didn't even have monks from the Zifu, was completely worthless, it was more than enough to help Song Qingxing through the early stages. .

Ever since, he had been "brainwashing" Song Qingxing from time to time in the past few days.

"With your talent, you can definitely compete for the position of the next clan leader and obtain more resource support. The current cultivation speed is a bit too slow." Wu Jie said angrily.

Song Qingxing, who was supervising Song Changkang and others' spiritual root measurement, didn't seem to hear his secret transmission and didn't react at all.

This was not the first time Wu Jie mentioned the same thing to him in the past few days, but he ignored it and never responded to him.

It's not that he thinks there's anything wrong with what Wu Jie said, but he knows in his heart that the next clan leader has already been chosen, and it's as stable as a mountain, and he can't shake it at all.

Moreover, he is not interested in power, and being the leader of a clan is not suitable for him.

Thinking of that person, Song Qingxing's thoughts were a little wandering for a while.

For him, Song Qingxing's emotions were somewhat complicated.

In the beginning, he was arrogant and regarded him as his opponent. However, as time went by, the gap between him and Song Changsheng became wider and wider, and now it is difficult to keep up with him.

Moreover, the most uncomfortable thing for him was that Song Changsheng never seemed to regard him as an opponent.

When the two of them got along, Song Changsheng was more like a teacher, meticulously teaching Song Qingxing how to practice. Facing his challenges, he gave mostly guidance and could handle them calmly every time.

He didn't think about this before, he only thought about getting stronger and defeating him.

But as the influence of the demonic energy on him gradually subsided, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shame. Song Changsheng taught him everything he could, but he always wanted to use him as a stepping stone. Is this what a man would do?
It was based on this idea that he didn't know how to face Song Changsheng for a while.

"Seven inches of fire spirit root, five inches of wood spirit root, and three inches of water spirit root."

At this moment, Song Changkang's slightly joyful voice recalled Song Qingxing's wandering thoughts. He glanced over there and found a timid little girl, staring blankly at the light on the measuring platform. At a loss.

At this time, Song Qingxi came to her side, showed a bright smile and said: "Congratulations, you are the third spirit root. Come and wait here."

The little girl let her hold her hand and came to the corner, where a boy was already waiting.

"Three spiritual roots are acceptable." Song Qingxing nodded slightly.

Not everyone is as lucky as Song Changsheng. The first time he went down the mountain to test his spiritual roots, a strange spiritual root came out. Most of the time, three spiritual roots are already pretty good.

So far, more than 10,000 school-age children have been tested, but fewer than 20 have spiritual roots. Among them, there is only one with double spiritual roots, and only two with three spiritual roots, including the little girl just now.

The rest are four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.

Even so, this is the best quality in the past two years.

Last year's Immortal Ascension Conference didn't have any three spiritual roots, and there was only one the year before.

Soon, all the school-age children in the last city were tested. There were only two people in total. Together with the other six cities, there were a total of eighteen people. It was already a good harvest.

"Seventh Elder, according to the clan rules, they need to be released home for one day after the measurement is completed. This means that we will not be able to bring them back to the family until tomorrow." Song Changyuan came to Song Qingxing to report.

Based on this period of time together, he had understood that although Song Qingxing was stern, he was not a difficult person to get along with, which made them relax a lot.

Song Qingxing nodded slightly. He knew this, but he didn't ask for this opportunity at the beginning because his family was a burden in his eyes.

But now, he wanted to say goodbye to his brothers and sisters.

Arriving at Kaiyang City again with Song Qingxi, Song Qingxing pushed open the courtyard door, and a large tree with yellowing leaves caught his eye. This was planted by his father when he was born. It has now grown into a towering tree, but for some reason, the branches and leaves are sparse and yellow.

Song Qingxing stopped and watched for a while under the tree canopy, then suddenly looked at Song Qingxi and said, "Is there any way?"

What he said was meaningless, but Song Qingxi, who had been with him all year round, quickly understood what he meant, nodded with a smile and said, "Of course."

She took out a jade bottle and dropped a few drops on the roots of the big tree. The originally yellowed and dead branches and leaves turned green again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even grew new spores.

This miraculous scene immediately attracted two childish exclamations.

"Wow, is this the magic that father said?"

"It's so magical. The legendary resurrection of the dead?"

The two brothers Song Jun and Song Tang instantly transformed into little fans, and their eyes seemed to be filled with stars when they looked at Song Qingxi.

The words of the two brothers immediately amused Song Qingxi. He shook his head and explained with a smile: "This is not magic, it is just a spiritual liquid that I prepared, and it is not a resurrection of the dead. This tree is just sick, and I am treating it. "

"It's not magic."

The two brothers looked at each other, feeling a little depressed.

"If you have spiritual roots, you can practice spells on your own. Don't be discouraged. You still have a chance at the Immortal Ascension Conference next year." Song Qingxi comforted him with a few words of comfort, but the mood of the two brothers did not improve much.

Brothers Song Jun and Song Tang are already eleven years old this year. According to family rules, spiritual root testing can begin at the age of eight and continue until the age of twelve, a total of four times.

And they have already tested it three times this year, but they still haven't tested the spiritual root.

Although there will be another chance next year, neither of them has much confidence.

They had long understood the fact that the older they got, the less likely they were to detect spiritual roots, which made them a little frustrated.

Seeing the looks of the two of them, Song Qingxing's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. After all, comforting people was not what he was good at.

Measuring spiritual roots is so cruel. If there is nothing, there is nothing. Even if he, as an uncle, wants to open the back door, he cannot open it.

"My brother, is everything going well this time?" Song Yuan walked out of the room, looked at the two dejected brothers, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No one knows his son better than his father. He understands the thoughts of his two sons very well. They are determined to embark on the road and strive for the opportunity of immortality.

To be honest, he didn't want them to go down that road, it was too cruel.

As a father, he just wants them to live a peaceful life.

Therefore, he did not feel regretful that the two brothers did not detect their spiritual roots. Instead, he was a little happy.

Just seeing them so depressed, he still couldn't bear it. He couldn't help but said: "How dejected they look. Isn't there another chance next year? Go back to the room and have a good rest."

After sending the two brothers away, Song Yuan looked at Song Qingxing and said, "How is it? Did the mission go smoothly?"

"It's okay. I'll return to my family tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Okay, okay, let's stay tonight. I'll call the second sister and the third sister over, and our family will have a good get-together in the evening." Song Yuan rubbed his hands nervously and looked at him with some worry. Song Qingxing was afraid that he would refuse.

Song Qingxing was slightly startled. Two familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in his mind. He had not seen them for more than ten years.

"Brother, let's arrange it." Song Qingxing did not refuse.

"Hey, okay, then I'll ask someone to notify them." Song Yuan finally showed a smile on his face and hurriedly made arrangements.

"In my opinion, the eldest brother is not like an elder brother, but like an old father who worries about everything." Seeing Song Yuan's cheerful look, Song Qingxi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"A brother is like a father."

Song Qingxing's answer made Song Qingxi stunned. By the time she returned to God, he had already walked into her room and placed a ban.

She only thought that Song Qingxing was missing people after seeing things, so she didn't care and returned to the guest room. The "treatment" of the tree just now reminded her of other things. She was leaving tomorrow. She planned to Prepare some things...

Song Qingxing, who locked himself in the room, was not what Song Qingxi thought. He sat down on the bed and took out the bronze mirror in his arms.

After refining, he already knew that the name of this treasure was [Psychic Soul Capturing Mirror], which was a treasure aimed at the soul, but the power has not been restored yet and its power is limited.

The soul-like Wu Jie emerged from the bronze mirror. Compared to before, he was now back to normal, no longer a mass of darkness, and his facial features became clearly visible.

As soon as he appeared, he couldn't wait to say: "Have you figured it out?"

He was naturally asking about the competition for clan leader, and he thought Song Qingxing had been persuaded by him.

Song Qingxing said indifferently: "No, you are too noisy."

Originally, he didn't plan to talk to Wu Jie, but this guy kept going on and on, and he felt it was time to have a good talk to make him give up.

His attitude made Wu Jie very puzzled, and he couldn't help but said: "The resources owned by a small family like this are limited. You can only occupy the largest share if you become the clan leader. Do you understand?"

"Can you take the biggest share if you become the clan leader?"

Song Qingxing thought this sentence over in his mind and found out whether it was right or wrong. The patriarch could indeed get full support from family resources, but he also needed to bear corresponding responsibilities after enjoying the rights.

With the family's heavy burden on our shoulders, my cultivation speed will probably be even slower, right?
Seeing him shaking his head, Wujie couldn't help but get angry. Why didn't he listen?

Seeing that he wanted to persuade him again, Song Qingxing said bluntly: "Even if you want to think about me, there is no chance."

"How is it possible? With your talent, who can compete with you in such a small family? In the end, the world still has to rely on fists to speak!" Wu Jie had disbelief written all over his face. Song Qingxing's talent even surprised him. As long as Anyone in their right mind knows how to choose.

The figure appeared in Song Qingxing's mind again. He shook his head and said, "I'm not as good as him."

When Wu Jie heard this, he immediately turned to stone.

...(End of chapter)