Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan followed Bai Zicheng to the inn prepared for them in advance.

Although it is said to be an inn, it is actually an independent cave. All the facilities are the best, and there are even boys and girls waiting in front of the door.

When he came to Huoding City for the first time, Song Changsheng originally planned to go out for a walk. After all, the market in Huoding City was famous, and he could just go shopping for some treasures.

It's a pity that this incident happened right after he arrived. Since the city was not peaceful, he stopped moving around to avoid getting into trouble.

In the past few days, he was practicing the "Five Beasts Body Training Technique" and feeding the spirit beasts, and his days were quite fulfilling.

Since Jin Xuan swallowed the eggshell, he slept for a full half a month before waking up. His body size has expanded several times, and his cultivation has stabilized at the first level.

Turtle monsters generally like to be quiet and don't like to move, Jin Xuan is even more so. He can shrink up but never lie down, and he just makes noises all day long.

The key is that he only eats all kinds of spiritual fruits and drinks spiritual springs. He doesn't even let go of the poor-quality ones. His mouth can be said to be very full.

In the cave, Song Changsheng threw a fist-sized [Purple Lingguo] on the table and kept it huddled inside the tortoise shell. Jin Xuan poked his head out and destroyed it in three strokes, five by two, leaving only a small ball. Purple juice.

It still had some unfinished meaning and looked at Song Changsheng eagerly.

Song Changsheng stretched out his hand and pinched Jin Xuan's tail to lift it up. Regardless of its limbs fluttering in the air, he sighed and said: "You said how can such a small thing like you be so edible? Forget it now, make it bigger. You have to live in poverty for me, and when one day you can no longer afford it, you will have to rely on yourself."

He said this, but he still took out a few more spiritual fruits and fed them.

Raising spirit beasts has been an extremely expensive thing since ancient times. Most people really can't do it. There are very few people in the Song family who raise spirit beasts. It's not that they don't want to, but they can't afford it.

This is strange. Why is the cost of raising spiritual beasts so high, but there are so many monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

There are many reasons for this phenomenon. One of them is that Shiwanda Mountain is rich and has countless spiritual plants. It is an excellent place for monsters to breed.

Secondly, monster beasts and spiritual beasts are not cultivated in the same system at all.

The monster beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains grow completely barbarically and pursue natural selection. Although there are many in number, most of them are a mob and are vulnerable to attack. That is, only after a beast tide is formed can they be so threatening.

Although the number is large, it is just a large number. It can be seen from the number of demon kings that it is comparable to the Daqi cultivation world.

The growth rate of monsters is very slow.

But spiritual beasts are different. Monks raise spiritual beasts to use them as helpers on their spiritual path. According to the normal growth rate, the flowers will wither.

This requires the master to devote his efforts. Whether it is feeding the flesh and blood of monsters or magical elixirs, they are not created out of thin air.

Song Changsheng is currently in the late stage of foundation building, and is not far away from the completion of foundation building. If he wants the spirit beast to help him practice, he must smash more spirit stones.

After leaving Jin Xuan aside to eat, Song Changsheng walked out of the cave. Looking at the bright weather, he stretched his waist comfortably. He had not gone out to breathe for several days.

"I wonder what Yuechan is doing?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of melodious piano music floated out from not far away. Song Changsheng was very familiar with this piece of music, and Zhuang Yuechan often played it to him on the way here.

After stopping and listening for a while, suddenly, a gaze that did not conceal its malice fell on Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng frowned and looked at the source of his gaze. He was a young monk wearing a red crane-patterned gown. He stood quietly several miles away. His eyes were narrow and his face was long and thin, giving him a sinister look. feel.

Seeing that Song Changsheng had discovered him, he not only did not restrain himself, but gave him a sneer in return, and even raised his finger provocatively at Song Changsheng.

This move made Song Changsheng a little baffled. He never believed that there was unprovoked kindness or malice in this world, but he did not know this person.

Facing provocation, Song Changsheng should have given him a middle finger in return, but he was no longer a middle school boy and was too lazy to do such meaningless things.

Just figure out who the opponent is first, and then find a way to kill him.

After giving him a flat glance, Song Changsheng turned and left. After returning to the cave, he called the boy who was waiting for him and said, "Do you know which force lives three miles away?"

The people living in the surrounding area are all qualified to participate in the "Pindan Conference". The number of people is not large, so it should be easy to find out.

The boy thought for a while and replied respectfully: "Senior, that is the residence of several seniors of Lieyang Sect."

"Fire Yang Sect?" Song Changsheng immediately understood after hearing this. If it was the Lie Yang Sect, there would be nothing difficult to figure out. The Song family and them were in a fight to the death.

Not only one or two of the Lieyang Sect's foundation-building monks died in his hands, but it wouldn't hurt to have one more.

"Do you know who is coming from the Lieyang Sect?"

The boy immediately bowed and saluted: "Senior, forgive me, I don't know."

Song Changsheng just asked. He didn't expect a little boy like him to know this. He waved his hand to let him go down. He began to think about the information about Lieyang Sect in recent years in his mind.

Since the last time they teamed up with the Rong family to ambush the Lieyang Sect, their shrinking forces have been dormant, and they rarely stopped for a while.

But the Song family did not take this lightly. When Song Luyao took charge of Fengyu Palace, he sent a large number of spies to lurk into Yangzhou and collected a large amount of intelligence.

Later, after Song Changsheng took over Fengyu Palace, he paid special attention to this part. Among them was a list of outstanding monks of the new generation of Lieyang Sect.

The person who was able to attend the "Pin Dan Conference" was naturally an important figure from the younger generation of Lieyang Sect. Based on his appearance, Song Changsheng quickly determined the identity of the other party.

He Tang, the great-grandson of He Tai, the Supreme Elder of Lieyang Sect.

He Tang can be said to be the leader of the new generation of the Lieyang Sect and a strong contender for the next sect leader. Although he only has the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, he built it on his own at the age of twenty-five without taking the [Foundation Building Pill]. Ji, who has already broken through the Foundation Establishment Perfection before he turned fifty this year, is currently the most promising seed player of Lieyang Sect to break through the Zi Mansion.

Song Changsheng's eyes flickered. This was not an easy person to deal with. He needed to take a long-term approach and beware of the other party's secret schemes.

According to the information obtained by the spies, He Tang has a treacherous mind and is ruthless and unscrupulous in his actions. He is a dark and poisonous snake that will attack you who knows when.

On the other side, Song Changsheng turned around and He Tang was stunned for a moment. He had imagined many possible behaviors of Song Changsheng, but he did not expect it to be like this.

"You bastard, how dare you ignore me!" He Tang felt an evil fire rushing through his body. Song Changsheng's indifferent expression and his last contemptuous glance made He Tang feel that he was just a clown, and that others didn't take him seriously at all.

When he became famous at a young age, he had never been wronged like this, and the murderous intention towards Song Changsheng in his heart couldn't help but become more intense.

He flicked his sleeves and returned to the cave. After seeing the old man sitting inside, his expression instantly returned to calm. He would never show his true emotions in front of outsiders.

"Young Master, can you see Song Changsheng?" The old man stood up and asked respectfully.

"Hmph, it's just a crazy rebellious person. It's nothing to worry about. Have you found out who killed the people in the Demon Subduing Hall in the past few days?" He Tang snorted coldly.

"According to the information revealed by Baicao Hall, it is said that they are remnants of the Blood Demon Sect, but the old slave feels that the truth is not fully revealed. Baicao Hall must be hiding something." The old man's tone was a little hesitant.

He Tang immediately became interested when he heard this.

"Does my sect have a chance to profit from this?"

The old man glanced at him and said helplessly: "Young Master, the sect master is in a critical period now. It is better not to cause more trouble. The ancestor has ordered that we must go back after participating in the Pindan Conference."

"Ha, just don't regret it then." He Tang sneered, but did not insist. He did not dare to disobey his ancestor's order...

Ten days passed quickly. In the past few days, there was an unexpected calm inside and outside the city. The murderer seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.

It seems like everything ends here.

Song Changsheng and others were finally allowed to go to Huoding Mountain.

Huoding Mountain is the base camp of Baicaotang and is never open to the outside world. Outsiders are only allowed to go up the mountain when major events are held.

It has three third-level spiritual veins and is thousands of feet high. It looks like a footless cauldron reaching the sky and the earth. The mountains are covered with dense forests and lush greenery, and are full of vitality.

An endless white jade staircase leads from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Song Changsheng and others stepped onto the stairs in batches and walked towards the top of the mountain.

There were not many people participating in this celebration, less than fifty people, but their identities and status were extraordinary. These people were either great monks from the Zi Mansion or outstanding monks with a background from the Zi Mansion.

Song Changsheng not only saw He Tang, but also Rong Shaoyuan, who he had collaborated with before. He had now become the young patriarch of the Rong family in Xiangzhou and the heir to the Zifu family.

The two exchanged glances with each other, and then looked at He Tang in tacit understanding. The Song and Rong families had united to deceive the Lieyang Sect, and they would not mind repeating the same trick again if necessary.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
At the end of the stairs is a huge square that stretches as far as the eye can see. There are low tables in the center, and beautiful maids in white flowing fairy skirts shuttle among them.

Except for the two main seats, which were ranked first on the left and right sides, the rest of the seats were not fixed. Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan were juniors, so they naturally sat at the end.

At this time, some rare fruits and spiritual wines, as well as several exquisite snacks, were already placed on their low table.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but He Tang and his guardian chose their seats opposite Song Changsheng and looked at him with sneers.

Song Changsheng didn't even bother to look at him, he just kept talking to Zhuang Yuechan and made He Tang so angry that one Buddha came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, showing contempt and pure contempt.

"Young Master, the person next to him seems to be Zhuang Yuechan, the youngest disciple of the Great City Lord." The old man next to He Tang suddenly said.

He Tang's attention has been on Song Changsheng. When he heard what he said, he frowned and said, "What? How could they get so close? Is Luoxia City going to side with the Song family?"

He believed that his vision as a protector would not be wrong. If the Song family and Luoxia City really stood together, it would be troublesome for the Lieyang Sect.

"It shouldn't be that far yet, but we must be more vigilant and take action to destroy it when necessary!" A stern look flashed in the old man's eyes.

Although he had been talking to Zhuang Yuechan, Song Changsheng's attention had been focused on the two of them. Even though the old man hid it very well, he still caught the flash of cold light.

This made Song Changsheng secretly more vigilant. After all, it was easy to dodge an open gun and a hidden arrow.

At this moment, two immortal old men came to the main seat and sat down. One of them was Bai Wuming, whom they had met once before. The other one, Song Changsheng, did not know him, but it could be seen that his status was higher than Bai Wuming's. Above him is a great monk from Zi Mansion.

"I, Lu Yuming, am now the master of Baicao Hall. On behalf of the entire Baicao Hall, I would like to thank all of you fellow Taoists for attending this alchemy conference. I hope that you will spare no effort to make corrections and return home with great enjoyment." Lu Yuming stood up and said loudly to everyone.

"Baicaotang's Alchemy Conference is very rare. You can come here no matter what." A bloated Zifu monk said with a smile.

"Yes, the last conference is still fresh in my memory. I wonder if I can still see Master Lu refining elixirs in person."

"I'm even more curious about what kind of novel elixir there is this time. I really liked the [Beautiful Beauty Pill] last time."

As soon as Lu Yuming opened his mouth, the atmosphere immediately became heated.

Song Changsheng was also secretly observing the leader of the Baicao Hall. This person was incredible. He was the only fourth-level alchemist in Daqi's cultivation world. His status even surpassed that of ordinary Jindan masters. He was a leader in several surrounding cultivation circles. He is one of the top alchemy masters.

Even if Master Su Ding of the Golden Crow Sect comes in person, he has to be polite.

Moreover, this is the oldest Zifu monk in Daqi's cultivation world. He is currently nearly 600 years old, and his energy and blood still show no signs of decline.

Some people say that he took a treasure pill that can extend his life by two hundred years, and his life span has reached seven hundred years. No one knows whether it is true or not, but as far as Song Changsheng is concerned, the master of Baicao Hall does not look like his life is about to expire. , I’m afraid I still have to live.

At this moment, Lu Yuming stood up with the wine glass in his hand and said loudly to everyone: "Comrades and friends, please drink this cup together!"

After that, drink it all in one gulp.

Everyone also stood up and drank a glass of wine. When they sat down, Song Changsheng didn't know if it was an illusion, but Song Changsheng felt that Lu Yuming's eyes seemed to stay on him for a while.

At this time, Bai Wuming stood up and said loudly: "The conference will begin now. The first thing I want to show you is the [Yu Shen Dan] that has been improved by our hall. I hope everyone can make corrections without hesitation!"

...(End of chapter)