Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Why Song Lutong said that he would never waste anything this time? This matter has to be mentioned since the last time Song Changsheng purchased cultivation resources from the Yuanzhou Wanlong Chamber of Commerce.

After returning to the family from Yuanzhou, Song Changsheng poured resources into the family treasury for the family monks to exchange. Among them, Song Lutong exchanged a [Purple Spirit Pill] that would help to break through the realm, but the breakthrough failed.

This is also because he was too impatient and took it rashly before reaching the bottleneck, and did not exert the effect of the elixir at all.

Although the family didn't say anything afterward, Song Lutong always kept it in mind.

Every resource in the family is extremely valuable and cannot be squandered.

Song Changsheng patted him on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look without saying much. Although he and Song Lutong were uncles and nephews, they were more like brothers.

He knew in his heart that the reason why Song Lutong was anxious to break through was to replenish the family's high-end combat power as soon as possible.

After leaving the meeting hall, Song Changsheng returned to his courtyard and found Song Qingxi packing up his clothes. The style should be Song Qingxing's. After all, he only wore black clothes and was very recognizable.

On the other side, Song Qingxing was carefully wiping the [Markless Sword] with a piece of white silk cloth, his movements gentle and his expression focused.

The room was very quiet, except for the soft sounds of Song Qingxi packing her things.

"Cough cough."

Song Changsheng coughed twice, attracted their attention and said, "Are you leaving now?"

"Yes." Song Qingxing nodded and spoke concisely.

"Xi'er isn't going?"

Song Changsheng looked at Song Qingxi who looked a little downcast and said.

Song Qingxing turned around and took a look and shook his head firmly. He knew exactly where he was going next. Even for him, it would be a narrow escape. If Song Qingxi followed, he would probably be dead.

"Forget it, you can just make up your own mind. As an uncle, I can't help but show you if you break through the foundation. You should bring these things with you for self-defense."

Song Changsheng said and took out a few things from his body.

One of them is a dark willow-leaf flying knife, which is filled with evil aura and is breathtaking.

"This is the [God-killing Flying Knife]. It is a spiritual weapon refined by ancestor Yungui. When I got it, I had three of them. I used two of them. The remaining one has been refined by me over the years. , it has been able to severely damage the late-stage foundation-building monks, so you have to use self-defense."

Looking at the flying knife in the box, Song Changsheng felt a little emotional. This flying knife had been passed down for several generations, and he finally handed it over to the monks of the "Qing" generation himself.

Then he picked up another jade slip and said: "What is burned in here is the small magical power [Tiangang Cover], which is the famous magical power of the blood-clothed Shura Bai Zhengchun. You have more than enough strength but lack of defense. This method can just make up for it." One of your shortcomings.”

Although it is extremely difficult for a foundation-building monk to cultivate minor magical powers, Song Qingxing's extraordinary understanding means that there is no chance.

There are several round beads in the box below, four purple and one red.

"This purple one is [Lei Zhenzi]. The family originally seized it from the Thunder King Palace Cult. It was just mass-produced this year. Each one has the power to threaten the foundation-building monks.

The red one was a reward from Senior Shen Qingxiu of Luoxia City. This is the only one left. Its power is equivalent to a full-strength strike from an early cultivator of the Zi Mansion. You should take it with you for self-defense. "

Finally, Song Changsheng took out a bronze disk the size of a washbasin and said: "This is the formation disk I refined. I only need to arrange the formation flags according to the rules to generate a second-level low-grade [Breathe Concentration Formation]. Very difficult to find."

Although most of the items prepared were disposable consumables, the quantity was quite large. Song Changsheng himself did not have this kind of treatment back then.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Song Qingxing's eyes flickered. Song Changsheng also prepared many self-defense items for him when he first went down the mountain. At that time, just like this moment.

He waved his sleeves to put it away and said softly: "Thank you, uncle."

Looking at the expressionless young man in front of him, Song Changsheng suddenly felt in a trance. The child back then had grown up.

Putting her hands on his shoulders, she opened her mouth, and the thousands of words in her heart finally turned into one sentence: "No matter what, come back alive, everyone is waiting for you."

After that, Song Changsheng exited the room, leaving the space to them.

When Song Changsheng explained to Song Qingxing, Song Qingxi had already packed away the items. She hung the storage bag on Song Qingxing's waist with her own hands, and stretched out her jade hand to gently smooth the clothes on Song Qingxing's clothes. Wrinkle, whispered: "Be careful when you go out."

As smart as she is, she has already realized that Song Qingxing's descent from the mountain is not just a simple experience. This trip must be extremely dangerous.

So she was not as willful as before and stubbornly wanted to go with him because she was afraid of holding Song Qingxing back.

Song Qingxing reached out and held her catkins, which felt slightly cold, and said firmly: "Don't worry."

These two plain words gave Song Qingxi endless confidence.

Song Qingxi's pretty face turned slightly red. She took off a jade pendant from her waist and said with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes: "This is the amulet my father asked my uncle to refine for me. Although it is no longer useful, I have been using it all these years." Carry it, carry it like my father and uncle are there to protect me."

She bent down and hung the jade pendant on Song Qingxing's body and said, "Now you wear it as if I were by your side."

"I will wait for your return at Luoyue Cliff."

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"Xing'er is gone?" Xia Yunxue pushed open the door, came to Xiao Lingyun's little bed and sat down, tucking the quilt in for the sleeping little guy.

Song Changsheng focused on the matters at hand. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Let's go. I'm afraid we've reached the bottom of the mountain now."

"You seem worried?"

Xia Yunxue knew her son very well, and his heart was definitely not as peaceful as he showed.

"There's something new around Qing Xing recently, and my intuition tells me that he might be going to do something dangerous, very dangerous!" Song Changsheng stopped what he was doing and said seriously.

"But you still let him go." Xia Yunxue sighed.

"A sword that has not been polished can never become a famous weapon. A sword that has not drank blood can never become a famous weapon. He has his own way to go. I will not interfere with him. What I can do is try to add a few insurances for him."

Xia Yunxue shook her head and stopped talking. She was also not a mother who interfered with her children's thoughts.

She shifted her gaze to Song Changsheng's hand and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng showed a smile on his face and said, "This is called a rattle, a small object for children to play with." "Rattle?" Xia Yunxue was a little confused. She had never heard of this object before, and looked at the corner again. There is a wooden sculpture that looks like a wildebeest, but it has no limbs and is replaced by a wooden board with two ends.

"That's a wooden horse. When Ling Yun is older, he can ride it." Song Changsheng tried shaking the rattle in his hand, and then placed it in a one-foot-long wooden box next to him with satisfaction.

There was already a fat wooden sword inside.

"Are these prepared for Qingyun?" Xia Yunxue suddenly understood Song Changsheng's intention, but she was a little confused about his intention.

Song Changsheng patted the remaining sawdust on his hand, sighed leisurely and said: "My child is about to go into seclusion, and it may take a long time this time. By the time I come out, Ling Yun may have reached the age of being naughty and mischievous.

I hope these toys can make up for some of my debt to him as a father. "

As an orphan in his previous life, he knew deeply how much a child longed for the company of his parents.

Since he adopted this little guy, he has only been able to spend a handful of time with him. This has always made Song Changsheng feel guilty, and he can only make up for it by talking about it.

"Qingyun will take care of you, don't worry, I believe this child will understand you in the future." Xia Yunxue said lovingly.

"I hope so." Song Changsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The next day, Song Changsheng came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and taught him the body technique [Flash of Light], the minor magical power [Tiangang Shield], the refining method of [Sword Pill], and the [Insight Technique] and [Ten Thousand Miles of Search] taught to him by Sun Chuanming. It was burned into the jade slips and filled into the family's golden pavilion.

On the third floor, he saw the [Spirit Transformation Strength] and the 'Carving Formation with the Body' that he had put in earlier. It was said that many monks were already trying to practice them, but with little effect.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Song Changsheng's methods are very good, but the threshold for practice is not low.

Immediately afterwards, he carved his insights on cultivation into jade slips and placed them on the first floor of the Hidden Gold Pavilion.

His understanding is very comprehensive, covering many aspects such as cultivation, body training, weapon refining, formation formation, swordsmanship, minor magical powers, etc., and is priced at a family contribution point.

After doing all this, he entrusted his little turtle to Xia Yunxue and officially announced his retreat...

When Song Changsheng was in retreat, Song Qingxing was about to fly out of the Wangyue Mountains and was temporarily resting in a cave.

He found a pile of withered branches and lit the fire. The orange-red fire filled the cramped cave, reflecting Song Qingxing's expressionless face.

Wu Jie, who had been holding back for a long time, finally poked his head out of the bronze mirror, surrounded Song Qingxing and said, "That uncle of yours is quite generous and saved us a lot of trouble."

"Where to go first?"

Song Qingxing asked calmly.

"The sword technique I taught you requires constant killing to progress. I have already made a plan for you. First go to Shiwanda Mountain, and then go all the way north to the cultivation world of Lu State."

After Wujie surrendered to Song Qingxing, he made a special effort to understand the Daqi cultivation world and its surroundings. This route was carefully selected by him.

First, enter the Shiwan Mountains to fight monsters and accumulate combat experience, and then enter the Lu Kingdom Cultivation World, which is known as the most chaotic area in Southern Continent.

How chaotic is the world of cultivation in the State of Lu?
There is absolutely no order at all. It is a paradise for outlaws and casual cultivators. Here, you need to be prepared to kill others or be killed at any time.

You can do whatever you want there that you can't do anywhere else!

Song Qingxing nodded slightly, without comment. He had heard of the famous name in the cultivation world of Lu State. It was a gathering place for evil people.

But there was no fear in his heart, instead he was filled with high morale!
"sizzle"

Suddenly, a rustling sound came, which seemed particularly strange in the dark night.

Song Qingxing expressionlessly picked up a half-burnt dead branch from the fire, and threw it casually without looking at it. The dead branch was wrapped with sword energy, and it hit a first-class [Blue Sky Python]. Crucified to the ground.

This was just a small episode on his road, but it officially kicked off his bloody killing...

After Song Changsheng went into seclusion, time seemed to have pressed the fast forward button, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, the allied forces formed by the Daqi Cultivation Circle marched forward in the Shiwan Mountains. In a certain battle, they killed two demon kings in one fell swoop, completely establishing victory. It was only a matter of time before the demon clan was defeated.

More than 100,000 miles of land have been incorporated into the territory of the Daqi cultivation world. Countless people are enjoying this gluttonous feast. Even many casual cultivators are ready to join the coalition and make contributions.

The Haoran Alliance was completely dormant. They underestimated the influence of Baicaotang. The Blood Killing Order caused them heavy losses, and they had to go completely into the dark and wait for the opportunity.

The Lieyang Sect was also surprisingly calm. He Tang's death seemed like a grain of sand falling into the sea, without causing even a single ripple, which made those who secretly paid attention to the matter extremely disappointed.

This includes the Rong family of Xiangzhou, where the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gets the benefit. They are the ones who most hope that the Lieyang Sect and the Song family will fight to the death.

However, some people smelled an unusual smell from it, and they all secretly guessed what kind of ultimate move the Lieyang Sect was holding back.

Wuling Sect and Liuyun Sect were also surprisingly quiet. To be precise, the entire Lingzhou was very quiet.

Everyone is waiting for a result that is enough to overturn the current situation in Lingzhou!
During this year, five monks from the Song family who had been in seclusion for a long time also broke through one after another. As a result, one out of three was dead and one was seriously injured.

The monks who successfully achieved breakthroughs include Song Changrong, Song Lujuan, and Song Changxiu.

However, Song Changchang, whose family had placed high hopes on him, ultimately failed to live up to the expectations of the Elder Council. He failed to break through at the last step of the "Shenhun Pass", and because of his desperate attempt to break through for the second time, he could not even save his life.

Song's long-term failure to break through has cast a shadow on the hearts of everyone in the Song family. When he was chosen, he was expected to inherit Song Luhuai's mantle and revitalize the family's talisman tradition, but now it has failed, and the Song family's talisman development has once again stalled. .

Song Changjing also failed to break through, but he did not have the courage to gamble with his life like Song Changjing. In the end, he saved his life and left sadly.

Shortly after this, Song Changsheng also refined the [Sky Spirit Pill] and improved his cultivation to a higher level. His state of mind had already reached Foundation Establishment Perfection, and this breakthrough was just a matter of course.

After consolidating his cultivation, he did not choose to leave seclusion, but continued to retreat to improve his attainments in array weapons.

There are no years in cultivation, and there is no age in the mountains. In the third year of Song Changsheng's retreat, a magnificent momentum suddenly enveloped the entire Cangmang Peak.

Song Changsheng was alarmed. When he came out of seclusion, he saw that the clan protection formation had been activated. Countless spiritual energy was gathering at the top of the mountain. The vast purple energy formed a thick dragon and fell from the sky!

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