Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 28: Door-to-door challenge (please read)

A sentence suddenly popped up in everyone's mind: "The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman!"

"You can't afford to lose, can you?"

"Yes, the Song family's credibility is still guaranteed. That's too much to say."

Some unfavorable remarks about Qiu Wenxiu gradually spread among the crowd, but he had no way to refute it, after all, this was the truth.

"Qiu Wenxiu, are you questioning the centuries-old reputation of the Song family?" Song Luyuan couldn't sit still at this time, stood up and glared at Qiu Wenxiu.

The voice of condemnation became louder and louder, and Qiu Wenxiu's face became more and more ugly. He understood that the Song family had taken the initiative in this matter today, and if he continued to stay, he would be humiliating himself.

He gave Song Changsheng a vicious look, finally left 300 yuan of spirit stones, and walked away dejectedly with the orb.

There was a burst of boos from the crowd.

Song Changsheng did not intend to let him go. He said loudly to Qiu Wenxiu: "I also ask fellow Taoist to go and inform the master of the weapon refining in Baibao Pavilion. He will join Song Changsheng after finishing school. He will visit him tomorrow and ask the master to give advice on refining." The way of weapons!"

Qiu Wenxiu suddenly staggered at his feet, turned around and glanced at Song Changsheng bitterly, and finally ran away without leaving any words behind.

The people watching suddenly burst into laughter without mercy. Those who had previously advocated that the Song family would be defeated also became transparent at this moment, fearing that they would also become the butt of laughter.

The tall monk was about to leave quietly while no one was paying attention, but he didn't expect to be surrounded by a group of people as soon as he turned around.

The old monk took out a piece of bluestone floor and handed it to him, and said with an unkind expression: "Little friend, do you want to eat it piece by piece or grind it into powder?"

The tall monk was in a dilemma for a while. He was about to cry but had no tears. He begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother. In the end, he licked the floor tiles again before being let go.

He almost covered his face with his sleeves and fled the scene.

At this time, someone asked Song Changsheng: "Master Song, are you going to Baibao Pavilion tomorrow to challenge?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became quiet and turned their searching eyes towards Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng shook his head and said with a "serious" look on his face: "Fellow Taoists, I'm going to ask the master of Baibao Pavilion for advice tomorrow. It's not a challenge. Please don't get me wrong."

The melon eaters present suddenly showed meaningful smiles. Does it make any difference whether it is a challenge or a pointer? There is another good show to watch...

After Song Changsheng won this game, the benefits he reaped were visible to the naked eye. Many onlookers gathered into the Treasure Hunting Pavilion. Song Changqian and others were busy hitting the back of their heads with their heels.

Song Luyuan's face was about to burst into laughter. He invited Song Changsheng aside and said sincerely: "My dear nephew, thanks to you for taking care of my daughter this time.

Although she is a few years older than you, she is still far behind you in terms of dealing with things. If she could be half as good as you, she would not have put the family in that situation that day.

Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I really don't know how to face the family. This is a small thank you gift prepared by my daughter. Please don't refuse, my nephew. "

With that said, he pushed a delicate small box in front of Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng knew that the items inside were valuable just by taking a glance, but he pushed the box back directly and said bluntly: "Uncle Clan, there is no need to be like this. Since the matter has been resolved, it is over.

You have been stationed here for more than ten years and have worked hard. Please pay more attention in the future. Your family will not punish you for such a trivial matter. Please rest assured. "

He knew what Song Luyuan was worried about. It was simply because he was afraid that he would report the matter to the family and punish Song Changqian.After all, her handling of the matter was really terrible. Even if she had Qiu Wenxiu's brains and questioned the magical weapon, things would not have developed like that.

But Song Changsheng is here to improve his weapon refining skills, not to inspect the family property. There is no need for him to hold on to these matters, he can just solve them.

A trace of shame appeared on Song Luyuan's face, and he sighed and said: "A good nephew is a righteous man, but this matter happened because of my daughter after all. I have to do something."

"Uncle Clan, please prepare some more weapon-refining materials for me. Please take this thing back." Song Changsheng shook his head. He had his own principles. What's the difference between taking this thing and accepting a bribe?
"Then we will follow my nephew's wish. The weapon refining materials in the store will be given priority to my nephew." Song Luyuan heard what Song Changsheng meant, and immediately stopped insisting, picked up the box and left.

He didn't ask about the challenge during the whole process, presumably because he was impressed by Song Changsheng's confidence and strength.

On the second day, Song Luyuan personally took Song Changsheng to Baibao Pavilion.

The news that Song Changsheng was going to visit Baibao Pavilion had spread throughout Liuyunfang City through the mouths of the melon-eaters. Many monks who wanted to watch the fun gathered around early, waiting to watch the show.

At this time, in the Baibao Pavilion, the shopkeeper Bai Ruofeng looked down through the gap in the second floor window and found that it was already a sea of ​​people. The street was blocked and there was a steady stream of people gathering here.

Bai Ruofeng's face was so gloomy that he almost shed tears. He turned to look at Qiu Wenxiu who was standing aside and said angrily: "Look at the good things you have done."

However, Qiu Wenxiu did not tolerate his petulance and retorted: "Shopkeeper Bai, you are violating your conscience by saying this. This matter is decided by your Dihuo Sect. I am just cooperating with you under the orders of my family.

Yesterday, I suffered so many looks and insults for you in front of everyone, and now you are relying on me. How can this be true in the world? "

After saying that, Qiu Wenxiu left angrily, without saving any face for Bai Ruofeng.

Bai Ruofeng was so angry that he almost went to heaven, but he couldn't do anything to Qiu Wenxiu. After all, he was a member of the Qiu family.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn his gaze to the young man sitting beside him and said anxiously: "Sir Nephew Cheng, what should we do about this matter today?"

The young man said calmly: "Uncle Master, why are you so anxious? Do you think I will lose to him?"

Bai Ruofeng wanted to say yes, but considering the identity of the other party, he still said tactfully: "Nephew Cheng, it only took Song Changsheng ten days to refine the magic weapon, but you..."

"Uncle Master, refining weapons is not just about speed. I admit that Song Changsheng is quite capable, but the competition is not just about speed. In the end, it is also about quality.

I have carefully looked at his magical weapon. The refining techniques are poor and the quality is poor. It is not at the same level as the one I refined. I am confident that I can defeat him. "Cheng Xiao said confidently.

Bai Ruofeng's eyes lit up and he asked: "Really?"

"Of course, I will give him some guidance today." Cheng Xiao said with a sneer on his lips.

"Hahaha, okay, it turns out that I, Bai, am unfounded, so let's just do something big." Bai Ruofeng's worries disappeared instantly.

He immediately called a boy and said: "Go outside and announce that there are too many people watching, so we can't perform it here. Please move everyone to the square in the center of the square. We will refine the weapons in the square." A competition of skills.”

Seeing the noisy crowd below moving towards the square, Bai Ruofeng sneered: "This time, I want the Song family to lose completely under the eyes of everyone in the city!"

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(End of this chapter)