Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The next morning, at the place where Mu Guibai settled, Song Changsheng stared at the figure in front of him, looking a little dazed.

"Pfft"

Seeing his dumb look, Zhuang Yuechan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and said playfully: "Are you surprised to see me?"

"You... aren't you in seclusion?" Song Changsheng finally came to his senses. He had guessed who the candidate arranged by Mu Guibai was, but he never thought it was her.

"Retreating can't delay the business. Senior brothers and the others have gone to conquer the demon clan, so naturally I am the only one to go." Zhuang Yuechan said with a smile, her hands behind her back.

In fact, she didn't say anything. She specifically fought for this opportunity from Mu Guibai. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?
Although Song Changsheng didn't know the inside story, she was still very happy. After all, outsiders were different from her.

At this time, Zhuang Yuechan also caught a glimpse of the badge hanging on Song Changsheng's waist, and couldn't help but said: "I heard that Master has accepted you as a registered disciple?"

She had been in seclusion during this period, and she had only heard people talk about it.

"Thanks to the teacher's wrong love, he accepted me as his disciple instead of thinking that my qualifications were stupid, and even gave me a cave. I am grateful to Changsheng." Song Changsheng's respect for Mu Guibai came from the bottom of his heart.

During this period of time, Mu Guibai gave him a lot of guidance, and many aspects of his practice that were not very clear suddenly became clear, which at least saved him a few years of detours.

Although he is a registered disciple in name, his treatment has long been the same as that of a real disciple.

A hint of cunning flashed in Zhuang Yuechan's eyes, and she deliberately said with a straight face: "In that case, then I am your senior sister. Come on, call me senior sister and listen."

In terms of age, Song Changsheng is actually one year older than her, but the sect's ranking has always been based on the time of entry. Mu Guibai has not accepted a disciple for many years. Zhuang Yuechan has always been at the bottom, and now this one is at the bottom It's Song Changsheng.

Seeing the cunning look in Zhuang Yuechan's eyes, Song Changsheng couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that she also had such a side. At this time, he would naturally not do anything that would spoil the fun. He pretended to straighten his clothes and bowed his hands with a smile: "See you there." Come on, little senior sister!"

Zhuang Yuechan was a little unhappy. She pursed her red lips and said, "Senior Sister is Senior Sister. Why do you need to add a small word? Where is the small word?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng looked her up and down, and then said seriously: "They are all quite big, and they are not small anywhere."

Zhuang Yuechan didn't react at first, but after seeing Song Changsheng's eyes wandering up and down, she immediately came back to her senses, her face suddenly turned red, and she said coquettishly: "Where are you looking, that's not serious."

"Lady in front, no one can't help but want to take a few more glances. How come it's not serious?" As he said that, Song Changsheng glanced over again involuntarily.

Although she knew that Song Changsheng did it on purpose, the fiery gaze still made her feel a little at a loss. She stamped her feet and said, "You are really out of character. I will ignore you."

After saying that, he seemed to be running away and left.

Zhuang Yuechan didn't stop until she reached the bottom of the mountain. She glanced back and saw that Song Changsheng didn't follow her. She was relieved but also a little disappointed.

Putting his hand on his chest, he found that his heart was beating very fast and it was extremely difficult to calm down.

"Why does my heart beat faster every time I'm alone with him?" Zhuang Yuechan frowned and thought to herself.

She couldn't remember when this phenomenon occurred. This feeling was something she had never felt before. She couldn't tell what it was, which made her a little confused.

"Senior Sister, if we delay any longer, we will have no choice but to go to Mengzhou with our swords."

Zhuang Yuechan's heart jumped suddenly. She was so absorbed in thinking just now that she didn't notice when Song Changsheng was approaching.

"Huh, if I hadn't been waiting for you, I would have boarded the boat a long time ago." Zhuang Yuechan rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.

After that, she didn't care what Song Changsheng said and just kept her head on her way. She seemed to be really angry, but according to Song Changsheng's understanding of her, she was probably just thin-skinned and couldn't stand his jokes.

In order to avoid irritating her further, Song Changsheng temporarily stopped joking and followed her on his way.

The two came to the north of the city, which was originally a cave for rent, but now it has been razed to the ground and replaced by a "port".

Two flying boats are moored here, like two giant beasts crawling on the ground, which makes people shocked at just one glance.

These flying boats are about three hundred feet long and dozens of feet high. They look like a peach core. They are made of rare spiritual wood and rare metal spiritual materials. The construction cost of each ship is an astronomical figure.

The cross-border airship is different from the small spaceships usually used for transportation. There are two thick masts erected on the deck, and the sails can be seen stacked together.

These sails are the key to increasing the sailing speed of the cross-border spacecraft. They are independent third-level magic weapons. Their refining methods are top secret. You can't just find a piece of cloth and hang it up.

"Who said that the world of cultivation does not develop science and technology?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but murmur to himself as he looked at the island-like flying boat.

So big, fast, and capable of flying, Blue Star's technology is far behind compared to it.

"What is technology?" This was not the first time Zhuang Yuechan saw a cross-border flying boat. She didn't feel anything at all. She couldn't help but feel a little confused when she heard Song Changsheng's muttering.

Song Changsheng was horrified, and then he realized that he had actually spoken out what was in his heart, and he quickly laughed and said, "Nothing, which ship are we going to take?"

Zhuang Yuechan did not doubt that he was there. Hearing this, she pointed to the round flying boat on the left and said, "That's the one. It will set off at noon today. It only takes a month to reach Mengzhou."

"It's noon, it's almost there. Let's board the ship first."

The two people boarded the ship along the wooden ladder that was lowered, and soon a white-haired old man stood in front of them. He showed his badge in a serious manner and said: "My name is Jiang Qing, and I am the steward of this ship. The person in charge is registering, where are you going?”

Song Changsheng glanced at it and found the words "Bandung Chamber of Commerce" on the waistband, and thought to himself: "They are indeed a giant chamber of commerce that spans several cultivation worlds. They can be seen everywhere."

"Let's get off the boat at Mengzhou." Zhuang Yuechan said softly.

"In the world of Daqi cultivation, each person has a thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Jiang Qing took out a piece of animal skin paper and shook it. It recorded the cost of traveling to different areas.

But the strange thing is that going to Mengzhou requires a thousand spiritual stones, and going to Gusu State, which borders Mengzhou, only requires 900 low-grade spiritual stones. And the country after Gusu State once dropped to 500. Then it gradually rose again.

"Hey, there's something wrong with your pricing. Gusu is farther away and only needs nine hundred spiritual stones, but I only go to Xizhou. Why do you need fifteen hundred spiritual stones? Do you think we're a big grievance?" Song Song A middle-aged monk behind Chang Sheng shouted dissatisfied.

Song Changsheng was also a little curious. Xizhou bordered Mengzhou and the distance was shorter. Why was the price so much higher?
He didn't believe that the Bandung Chamber of Commerce was deliberately trying to rip them off. After all, it was a reputation accumulated over thousands of years. Even if there were differences in treatment, it wouldn't be so obvious. Jiang Qing was obviously not facing this kind of doubt for the first time. Hearing this, he said indifferently: "After the flying boat is started, it will take a lot of time and energy to increase the speed to the extreme. Although the distance is short, the flying boat needs to slow down after arriving, and then Speeding up again consumes a lot of energy.

This is a waste of time and energy, so according to the original plan of the Chamber of Commerce, the first stop of the route should be Gusu State. It is an additional requirement of the Great City Lord that you can disembark in the Daqi Cultivation World.

If you can accept to sit down but cannot accept to get off the boat now, there will be no bargaining. "

Jiang Qing spoke very rudely. When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face turned blue and white, and he snorted and turned around to get off the boat. One thousand five hundred yuan was not a small amount of money for him.

After listening to the explanation, Song Changsheng roughly understood the reason. Simply put, the longer the voyage lasts, the faster the voyage speed increases and the less energy is consumed, so the fares in places such as Suzhou are cheaper. .

However, the distance between Xizhou and Mengzhou and other places is not enough. As soon as the speed increases, it must slow down. Every increase and decrease consumes energy.

This is just like the air conditioner in the previous life. Frequent switching on and off will not save power, but will increase power consumption.

So it’s understandable that the ticket price is higher. Someone has to bear the loss, right? The wool comes from the sheep.

Moreover, with the size of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, a mere few thousand spirit stones would not be able to enter their eyes. This was more for the sake of the city lord, otherwise the Daqi cultivation world would not be stopped at all.

That's why the old man's attitude is so bad, he doesn't like to sit still.

Jiang Qing turned his gaze to Song Changsheng and asked, "Are you still sitting down?"

Song Changsheng rubbed his teeth. Two thousand spirit stones for two people were really not cheap, but there was no other way. He had to hurry up.

Just when he was about to draw blood this time, he suddenly thought that he still had a VIP card. It was said that any property under the Bandung Chamber of Commerce could get a 30% discount. This should be okay, right?

Thinking of this, he took out his silver VIP badge.

Jiang Qing, who was still a little impatient at first, made a 180-degree turn in his attitude after seeing the waist card. He quickly bowed and said: "It turns out that it was Elder Keqing who was in front of you. I made a small oversight. Please forgive me!" "

The brand is still as useful as ever.

Song Changsheng quickly helped Jiang Qing up and said, "Re-calculation, should we get a discount?"

Jiang Qing secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a sneer: "My lord, you are joking. Please come in."

Just kidding, the status of the silver VIP card holder is equivalent to the elder of the Purple Mansion of the Chamber of Commerce, and the fees are paid to the senior officials of the Chamber of Commerce. Do you still want to hang out?
Seeing that he actually stopped mentioning the spirit stone, Song Changsheng couldn't help but have a new understanding of the not-so-unusual brand in his hands.

He glanced at Zhuang Yuechan who was a little dazed next to him and said, "Then I..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qing immediately said with a smile on his face: "It's a small honor for you and your wife to come on the boat. Please come inside. We have prepared the best room for you."

He obviously misunderstood something, but Song Changsheng was not stupid enough to explain it. After all, it was hundreds of spirit stones. Besides, if it wasn't now, wouldn't it be the same in the future?
He nodded slightly and said, "Please lead the way."

Jiang Qing carefully led the two of them to a room on the top floor of the ship building. The sign "Tianzi No. 1" was written on it.

"The place is simple, so please be considerate of me. If you need anything, just ring the bell on the table and someone will come to help you."

Having said that, the place is really not shabby. Although it has one room and one living room, the guardian formations and spirit gathering formations are all available. The furnishings are also extremely luxurious. Even the carpets are all made of white fox monsters. fur.

It was not much different from the cave given to him by Mu Guibai.

"Thank you for taking the trouble."

"This is my honor. I wonder if the elder wants to pay a visit to the guardian elder of this ship. I can do it for you." Jiang Qing asked cautiously, bending his body.

A cross-border flying boat, the guarding elder is at least a monk of Zifu.

Song Changsheng thought for a while and still refused. He was just taking a boat and there was no need to alarm the other party.

He didn't know that Jiang Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he said this. Isn't the reason why he was so arrogant and respectful because his previous attitude was not good and he was afraid that he would report it to the guarding elder?

Since the other party has no intention of visiting, it proves that he doesn't take it to heart, and his job can be saved.

There is no way, everything in the Bandung Chamber of Commerce is based on status. Although Song Changsheng is only a foundation-building monk, he has a silver VIP card, that is, the elder Ke Qing, the existence he needs to look up to.

As for how the other party obtained his cultivation level, that was not within the scope of his consideration. It was just two boat tickets, and it was serious to keep his job.

"The little one retreated."

Seeing Jiang Qing retreat, Song Changsheng suddenly felt the soft flesh on his waist being pinched with such force that he felt a little pain.

Looking back, I saw the white and tender fingers pinching his waist, rotating it 180 degrees with force, while its owner looked at him with a half-smile and said: "When did I become your wife? When did you become the guest elder of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce?"

Song Changsheng said with a smile: "I didn't say anything either. He misunderstood. Why didn't you correct him just now?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "You think I'm stupid, I have a thousand spiritual stones."

"It turns out it's for the spirit stone. I thought you acquiesced." Song Changsheng sighed and said in a "depressed" mood.

"You have a beautiful idea." Zhuang Yuechan's pretty face blushed slightly under her veil. She didn't know why, but she seemed to lack the confidence to speak.

But when she saw Song Changsheng's teasing smile, Zhuang Yuechan didn't know that she was being "teased" again. She felt angry for a moment and couldn't help but increase the strength on her hands, grinning as she watched Song Changsheng With such a look, he suddenly felt all the "evil energy" in his heart.

But she didn't realize that the relationship between the two seemed to be gradually surpassing a certain limit...

…………(End of chapter)