Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

After laughing for a while, Zhuang Yuechan suddenly realized that her behavior was somewhat inappropriate. Thinking of what Jiang Qing had just said, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. She hurriedly found a place to sit down and changed the topic:
"When did you become the guest elder of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce again?"

This was the thing that puzzled her the most. After all, Jiang Qing was also a Foundation Establishment monk. He was arrogant before, but after Song Changsheng took out a waist card, he suddenly became coquettish and even a little flattering.

With Song's size, it should be impossible to have contact with the Bandung Chamber of Commerce. It's not that she looks down on the Song family, it's just the fact. Even Luoxia City couldn't get in touch with the Bandung Chamber of Commerce before her master broke through the golden elixir. , not to mention the little transparent Song family.

After hearing this, Song Changsheng sat down next to her, took out the VIP card and put it on the low table and said, "I'm a little confused when talking about this. Jiang Qing's attitude changed entirely because of this VIP card. so fast.

When I first got this VIP card, I only knew that the properties under the Bandung Chamber of Commerce could be discounted at 30%, but I didn't know that Elder Keqing said that I would ask her if I had the opportunity. "

Zhuang Yuechan took a look at the VIP card and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the VIP card of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce."

But then she frowned again and said in confusion: "Isn't the silver VIP card only given to monks at the level of Zifu or above?"

"It's easy to talk about it. When I was in Wanjian City, I did it for..." Song Changsheng simply recounted what happened. Then he discovered that there was something wrong with the way Zhuang Yuechan looked at him.

He subconsciously touched his face and said blankly: "Is there something on my face?"

"The first thing I do is get a silver VIP card. This eldest lady from the Bandung Chamber of Commerce is so generous. Does she like you and want you to be the son-in-law of the Peng family?" Zhuang Yuechan said casually while playing with the waist card in her jade hand.

For some reason, Song Changsheng suddenly felt a chill on his back...

Baicaotang has been based in Daqi cultivation world for nearly three thousand years, and its strength has always been in the middle and upper reaches. Although it has strong financial resources, it has never produced a real Jindan. This is the most regrettable thing for Baicaotang.

But even so, no one will underestimate this ancient sect, because it has the most and the best alchemists in the entire Daqi cultivation world, and has mastered many unique alchemy recipes. Even two major sects need to interact with it. good.

Baicaotang also acts very low-key. It has always limited its power within Mengzhou and never expanded outwards. It also advocates making friends with others. There are countless monks who have received favors from Baicaotang.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Baicaotang wants someone to die, all it needs to do is spread the word, and a lot of people will be happy to help it.

The "Pin Dan Conference" is a way for Baicaotang to make connections. Zifu-level forces in the Daqi cultivation world and casual cultivators in the Zifu realm will be invited.

The conference is held every thirty years, and every time it is a major event in the world of Daqi cultivation. Now that the date of the conference is approaching, many monks have traveled thousands of miles to reach Mengzhou Huoding Mountain. For a time, the storm gathered, and many monks were sneaking in the dark. The forces are ready to move.

It was under such a scene that a huge flying boat arrived at the center of the whirlpool and docked at the edge of a city.

In the crowd of many monks, Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan were respectfully sent off the flying boat by Jiang Qing.

"We have arrived in Mengzhou. The speed of the cross-border flying boat is indeed well-deserved. It is said that if the speed is fully increased, it can be twice as fast!" Song Changsheng looked around and said with emotion.

If he had gone to Tianjian Sect and had a cross-border flying boat, he wouldn't have had to wait so long. He might have been able to catch up with the battle, and the endings of Song Luhuai and Song Luyao might have been different.

"Why are they gathering outside the city and not going in?" Zhuang Yuechan asked curiously as she looked at the crowd gathered below.

"We'll find out if we go down and ask."

The swords of the two fell to the ground. Song Changsheng found a middle-aged monk who seemed to be easy to talk to and said, "Fellow Taoist, may I ask why everyone is gathering outside the city instead of entering the city?"

The middle-aged monk looked at the two people warily, and after realizing that they did not look like traitors, he nuzzled his lips in the direction of the city gate and said: "Someone died over there. The people from Baicao Hall are investigating. Everyone is waiting for a result. .”

"Someone died at the gate of the city?" Song Changsheng frowned. As a city that Baicaotang has operated for more than two thousand years, Huoding City ranks among the top in the Daqi cultivation world, and it coincides with the "Pin Dan Conference" "During the event, security was very strict, and anyone who wanted to enter the city needed to go through repeated inspections.

But someone died at the most heavily guarded city gate. Who is so bold?

The middle-aged monk shook his head and said: "He didn't die at the city gate. Someone killed him and threw him at the city gate. It happened around Chen time. The monk guarding the city gate did not catch the murderer. Now he is checking What’s the identity of the deceased?”

Song Changsheng was shocked, this was actually like this. Isn't this a provocation to Baicaotang Chi Guoguo?

Who would have the guts to do such a thing during the "Pin Dan Conference"? Simply press Baicaotang's face to the ground and rub it back and forth crazily, without fear of death without a burial place?
Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him. Song Changsheng listened attentively, and it seemed that the identity of the deceased had been determined.

Looking back, I found that the middle-aged monk had disappeared and seemed to have squeezed to the front.

"No wonder the teacher asked me to be more careful before leaving. I didn't expect that something like this would happen just after arriving in Mengzhou. It seems that everyone is getting restless again."

Song Changsheng's face turned gloomy. Currently, the first batch of coalition forces has advanced into the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the second batch is also being prepared. The Daqi cultivation world is unprecedentedly empty, and some people can't stand it any longer.

"The remnants of the Blood Demon suffered heavy losses in the last battle. They shouldn't come out to do evil again so soon, right?"

It's an old tradition in Daqi's cultivation world. As long as something goes wrong, if you're not sure who the murderer is, just stick it on the Blood Demon Cult's head.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Song Changsheng's mind: "Yuechan, do you know about the Haoran Alliance?"

"How do you know about the Haoran Alliance?" Zhuang Yuechan asked in surprise.

"You know?" Song Changsheng quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter, and then looked at Zhuang Yuechan expectantly.

The Haoran Alliance is also an unstable factor for the Song family, but they are well hidden. The people he sent out to investigate found nothing.

This feeling makes Song Changsheng very uncomfortable, as if you know there is a poisonous snake at home, but you can't find it, and you can't let it go, because you don't know when it will surprise you. attack.

Zhuang Yuechan pondered for a moment, then used her spiritual consciousness to transmit a message: "The Haoran Alliance is a force that has suddenly emerged in the world of Daqi cultivation in recent years. They have been operating in the dark, and they can be found in many places.

They are very cautious, so we currently have very little information, but what is certain is that they should be a relatively loose alliance organization.

As for their identity, there are currently two main views. One is the lurking external forces, and the other is the product of the reform of the casual cultivator alliance.

However, both theories are not supported by enough evidence and can only be regarded as speculation. "

"Alliance of Loose Cultivators?" Song Changsheng frowned upon hearing this. If this is the case, then the power of this Haoran Alliance should not be underestimated. He has been to the city of Loose Cultivators, so he knows how powerful the Loose Cultivators are when they unite. A force.

Being targeted by such a being is not a pleasant thing.

Just as the two were communicating, the middle-aged man from before squeezed out of the crowd again. With a heavy look on his face, he said, "Do you know who the deceased is?" "Fellow Taoist, please clarify." Song Changsheng bowed his hand.

"He was a disciple of an elder from the Fumo Palace. It is said that he also came to participate in the Baicao Hall's 'Alchemy Conference'. His limbs were lost, all blood in his body was gone, and his heart was taken out. His death was extremely miserable."

"This method of death is a demonic method at first glance." A gray-haired old monk said firmly.

"It's too arrogant for a direct disciple of the Demon-Conquering Hall to die so miserably and be openly thrown at the gate of the city."

"Hey, what is this all about? Fellow Taoists, I think it's better not to enter this city, lest one day you end up with your head in a different place."

The moods of the surrounding monks became extremely heavy, and some even chose to turn around and leave.

After all, anyone who is not a fool can sense that something big is about to happen, so it is better to leave early to avoid being involved.

The number of monks gathered outside the city gate suddenly decreased by nearly 50%, and even the remaining people mostly had some doubts in their hearts.

Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan looked at each other and walked straight to the city gate. Since they were here, they could not leave in such disgrace.

Since the other party doesn't dare to show up, it means they are not a big deal. If they are scared away like this, then they don't need to come out anymore.

The corpse at the city gate has been disposed of at this moment and covered with a piece of white cloth. There are still some blood stains around it. A large number of monks in Baicaotang costumes guard the city gate tightly, their eyes full of vigilance.

The two were allowed to enter the city after undergoing strict inspections.

Perhaps it was because of what happened at the gate of the city that the city was in turmoil, everyone was in danger, and almost no one was seen on the street.

The Song family had not participated in the event for hundreds of years. When Song Changsheng arrived here, his eyes were completely blank and he could only turn his questioning eyes to Zhuang Yuechan.

"Huoding Mountain is a forbidden area of ​​Baicaotang. No one is allowed to come near it. Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first. There will be someone there to receive us."

The two of them came to the City Lord's Mansion hand in hand. After showing the invitation letter from Baicaotang, they were soon greeted by a white-haired old man with an immortal spirit.

The old man has an extraordinary demeanor, showing strong self-confidence in the movements of his hands and feet. He also has a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, which is a smell that can only be acquired through years of alchemy refining.

"I, Bai Wuming, do you know what to call these two Taoist friends?" Bai Wuming looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Zhuang Yuechan, a disciple of the great city lord of Luoxia City, pays homage to Master Bai."

"Wangyue Song Clan Song Changsheng, pays homage to Master Bai."

Upon hearing the old man's introduction, a look of surprise appeared on the two people's faces, and they quickly saluted respectfully.

This person's status in Baicaotang is not ordinary. Although he is only a foundation-building Dzogchen practitioner, he is a third-level low-grade alchemy master.

The status of a third-level alchemist is higher than that of ordinary Zifu monks. It is really a luxury for Baicaotang to send such a master to entertain him.

The smile on Bai Wuming's face couldn't help but grow stronger after hearing the introduction of the two people, and he actually returned the greeting and said: "It turns out that he is the disciple of the Lord of Dacheng and the leader of Young Master Song. There is no need to be polite.

I know everything about the Griffin Mountain Range, and I would also like to thank the young clan leader and all the Taoist friends in Luoxia City for their righteousness in saving my senior brother’s life. I, Baicao Hall, will bear this kindness in mind and invite the two Taoist friends to sit inside. "

There are only a handful of third-level alchemists in Baicao Hall, and his words can basically represent the meaning of Baicao Hall.

Being able to gain the friendship of Baicaotang is something that many people dream of.

Several people came to the hall, and after the guests and hosts took their seats, Bai Wuming sighed and said, "I think you two fellow Taoists already know what happened outside the city, right?"

"I've heard a little bit about it, but I wonder if there is any clue about the murderer?"

Bai Wuming nodded and said: "It was a good thing done by the remnants of the Blood Demon. Although I don't know what purpose they had for doing this, I guess it has something to do with the Pindan Conference.

There are still ten days left for the conference to start, but the murderer is still at large. You two fellow Taoists, please stay in the city as much as possible during this period. If you have any needs, I will try my best to satisfy you.

Of course, you two don’t need to worry too much. Our church will definitely give you an explanation before the end of the conference.

The room has been prepared, and the people staying there are all the comrades who came to attend the conference. Someone will take the two of them there shortly. "

Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan looked at each other and knew that the other party was seeing off guests. They stood up and said in unison: "Then don't disturb Master Bai."

"Sorry for the poor hospitality. Zicheng, take two Taoist friends to the inn. Both Taoist friends are honored guests of our hall. Remember not to neglect."

After Bai Wuming finished speaking, a young man with a respectful demeanor walked in from outside the door, saluted the two of them and said, "I'm Bai Zicheng, two fellow Taoists, please come with me."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

After watching Song Changsheng and Bai Zicheng leave, the smile on Bai Wuming's face was instantly replaced by a dark cloud. He looked to a corner and said solemnly: "Have you not caught the murderer yet?"

"He is not alone. Someone is secretly responding to him. Sun and Li were defeated and let him run away, but the other party left a message." A cold voice came from the corner.

"What are you talking about?" Bai Wuming frowned slightly.

Sun and Li were highly paid priests of Baicaotang. They were both great monks of the Zi Mansion. How could they not even compete with them?

After a moment of hesitation, the person in the corner spoke again: "He said that the conference is the deadline. If we don't hand over the [Sky Fire Cauldron], our whole hall will be filled with blood!"

"Damn it!"

The armrest of the seat was crushed to pieces by Bai Wuming in an instant, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

...(End of chapter)