Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

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"Du Huating and the Song family are about to take action. How long will Chang Wudao have to wait? Does he want to wait until we are all dead before breaking through?"

In the Baiyun Peak Conference Hall, Qiu Tianyang's face turned red and he angrily yelled at Du Huating, who was sitting at the top of the table. He completely lost his usual image.

The rest of the people also looked ugly. The news of Song's preparations for war had already been sent back, but Chang Wudao, who they regarded as a life-saving straw, still didn't make any movement at all, which made them unable to sit still.

Du Huating looked calm, not at all angry because of Qiu Tianyang's rude words, and said calmly: "Are you afraid of being like this when the Song family makes a move?

We have made an agreement before to stick to it for half a year. Once the half year is up, if the sect leader has not made a breakthrough, you can do whatever you want.

At the beginning, everyone had a unified opinion. For this reason, I also opened the sect's treasure house to let everyone improve their strength. It has only been three months, are you going to regret it? "

As soon as these words came out, no matter how thick-skinned the people sitting here were, it was inevitable that they would be a little bit sarcastic. After all, the mouths for eating people are short, and the hands for taking people are short.

Upon seeing this, a middle-aged monk quickly stood up and smoothed things over: "Great Elder, it's not that we want to go back on our word, the main reason is that some of the disciples below are panicked. Recently, there have been some inexplicable rumors, and morale has been greatly hit. This is not for nothing. That’s why I asked this question.”

"Yes, people's minds have changed, and we can hardly contain them anymore."

"What should I do? I have to get a charter, right?"

"If it doesn't work, just withdraw. There is always a place for us to go, no matter how big the world is."

Everyone was busy discussing, and for a while, there seemed to be seven or eight more ducks in the meeting hall, making it very noisy.

"I know all your concerns. Now you can go back and tell the disciples that Lieyang Sect has sent a support team, led by He Tai, the great monk of Zifu.

The fear of leaking the information made the Song family wary before, so I didn't tell everyone. I also ask you to restrain the disciples to keep it secret and not to alert others. "Du Huating looked around with warning eyes, stayed on Yu Chengshan for a moment, and quickly moved away without leaving a trace.

After hearing the news, everyone immediately cheered up. After sweeping away the previous depression, they knew that Lieyang Sect would not let go of such a great opportunity.

"Senior He Tai actually came here in person, then we will have confidence in this battle."

"Yes, I will go and appease my disciples right now."

Everyone dispersed. Liu Ruowei, who was sitting at the end, glanced at Du Huating worriedly and pursed her lips. In the end, she turned around and left the meeting hall without asking her doubts.

The hall became extremely empty. Du Huating was sitting alone, feeling that his whole body was enveloped by endless chill. He subconsciously tightened his clothes, but the bone-breaking cold lingered like a maggot attached to the bone, and it was bone-chilling.

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"Chaos first opens, the boundary between reality and reality is divided, the universe is fixed, the three thousand avenues are developed, the yin and yang are the journey of the avenue, and everything in the world follows this path..."

Song Changsheng sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, his thoughts restrained, his breath steady, and every muscle relaxed as never before.

There is a picture with special symbols hanging on his back. It is the word "Tao" that he saw when he boldly used [Breaking Eyes] to peek at the way of heaven.

Since that day, this word has been lingering in Song Changsheng's mind. He simply wrote it out and hung it in his room.

It's strange to say that since hanging this inscription and combining it with the mysterious Tai Chi diagram, Song Changsheng has been able to relax his whole body and mind every time he practices, thus achieving the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

What he is currently practicing is the "Purple Mansion Enlightenment Chapter" which is related to the "Yin Yang Xuan Hua Sutra". This is what he gained from the Tao Sutra after he broke through the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

It contains the understanding of "Tao", and Song Changsheng has made rapid progress since he understood it.

But he also encountered many bottlenecks in the process. Whenever this happened, he would inexplicably think of what his cheap master Qingtian Sword Immortal said to him that day in his "dream".

Then the bottleneck can be broken quickly.

At that time, Song Changsheng realized what an incredible opportunity Qingtian Sword Immortal had left for him, and he cherished it very much.

After the cycle of a great cycle was completed, Song Changsheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his eyes glowed with light.

Enlightenment was originally an extremely labor-intensive matter, but after every practice, Song Changsheng only felt clear-sighted, relaxed, and without any sense of fatigue, which saved him a lot of time in regulating his mind.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he found a spy from Fengyu Palace standing outside the courtyard, holding a roll of jade slips in his hand. It was obvious that he had some new information, but it was not too urgent, so he was not disturbed.

Song Changsheng waved his sleeves, and a burst of spiritual energy knocked open several doors, and said warmly: "Where did you get the information?"

The spy quickly bowed and responded: "Report to the Young Patriarch. It was passed back by the Second Elder."

"Is there something new happening over there, Fifth Uncle?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the jade slip held in the spy's hand flew into his hand.

[Photography from the air] is just a small trick of the foundation-building monks, but it makes the spies outside the door very envious.

Song Changsheng read the information recorded in the jade slips, frowned and fell into deep thought.

The jade slips recorded the latest information about the high-level meeting of the Wuling Sect delivered by Yu Chengshan.

"Is He Tai going to end it personally?"

He thought about this question carefully in his mind.

Last time he killed He Tang on Huoding Mountain, but the Lieyang Sect's reaction was unexpectedly calm, so calm that it didn't cause the slightest disturbance.

This was extremely unusual, and his intuition told him that the other party was probably plotting something.

The duller the Lieyang Sect's reaction is, the more it shows that their intentions are so big that they can temporarily calm down their anger and swallow their anger.

Although I don’t know why, under such circumstances, would He Tai really end up fighting with the Song family for the Wuling Sect?

Could it be that a Wuling Sect could be closer than his great-grandson?

Song Changsheng thought it was unlikely.

Therefore, this news is most likely a smoke bomb released by Du Huating to confuse them.

Soon, Song Changsheng determined the nature of this piece of information.

Then he began to think about Yu Chengshan's role in this. Was he cooperating with Du Huating to release this smoke bomb?
"Maybe it's time to test your loyalty..." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

He casually crushed the jade slip to pieces, Song Changchang stood up, and several people stepped forward to enter the Cloud Palace.

Song Xianming is dressed in white at the moment, holding a fishing rod and fishing by the Xuanjing Lake. He looks extremely leisurely, but if you look carefully, you can find that there is majestic mana surging all over his body.

Fishing is sometimes just a way to practice.

"Grandpa, my grandson thinks it's time." Song Changsheng cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.

There was a flash of light in Song Xianming's eyes, and he said without raising his head: "Then let's hold a family meeting."

With an order, all the foundation-building monks in the clan rushed to the meeting hall as quickly as possible.

Song Xianming sat in the main seat and said seriously: "Everyone, how are you preparing?"

"Reporting to the clan leader, after ten days of vigorous purchasing, the family's supplies are now very sufficient." Song Changan stood up and reported carefully.

"So far, Baiyi Palace has refined more than a hundred [Lei Zhenzi], and is still working hard to make them."

"The morale of the tribe is unprecedentedly high, and they are ready to fight the enemy to the death at any time!" "The Black Star Ship has been transferred back from Fang City. It has been fully supplied and is ready to enter the battlefield at any time."

All the elders stood up to report one after another, and the meeting hall was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Song Xianming nodded with satisfaction, stood up, looked at the resolute faces in the hall, and said sadly: "In the past hundred years, we have made too many compromises for the continuation of the family. The Yunshan Mountains, the Wutong Mountains were lost, and countless members of the same clan were lost.

The family's past glory and dignity have also been lost.

We can only huddle in the Wangyue Mountains, letting others trample on us, and survive!
but now! "

His voice suddenly became high-pitched:

"Now.

Offense and defense have changed shape!
The family's past glory will be restored in our hands.

I command! "

"Wow"

Everyone present stood up suddenly, with firm eyes and eager expressions.

"Immediately mobilize all the law enforcement teams in the Law Enforcement Palace, as well as 200 adult monks above the fourth level of Qi training in the clan, distribute war preparation materials, and march into the Liuyun Mountains!
Song Changsheng, Song Changan, Song Changxuan, Song Lujuan, and Song Changrong accompanied him to the battle.

Song Xianyun stayed with his family.

Any objection? "

"No!" Everyone agreed in unison.

Only Song Xianyun looked a little sad. If possible, he would like to charge forward instead of being a spectator at the rear.

But he also knew that Song Xianming made this arrangement to take care of his body. He was old, had worked hard for many years, and had been seriously injured. If he participated in such a war again, his short life span might be completely exhausted.

Besides, Song Changsheng is the only one in the family who has the ability to guard the rear.

He is already old. Think about it, let's leave the stage to young people to express themselves. The future is their world after all.

After the meeting, everyone left in a hurry. Launching a war to exterminate the sect was not that simple. They needed to mobilize personnel, distribute supplies, and formulate plans... these all required them to be busy.

Only Song Xianyun remained.

Song Xianming looked at this brother of the same race who was a few years younger than him, stretched out his generous palm and patted his shoulder heavily, and said solemnly: "My brother, I will leave the family to you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Song Xianyun smiled and said the same words he said more than 20 years ago when Song Xianming was seriously injured and handed the family into his hands.

Calm, but powerful.

"I feel relieved to have you here." Song Xianming also smiled. During the twenty years he spent in seclusion to heal his wounds, the family had never made any mistakes at the hands of Song Xianyun.

Just like his character, every step he takes is very steady...

In less than half an hour, the Song family had assembled, and nearly three hundred people stood at the foot of Cangmang Peak, arranged in a small square formation.

Although their number is small, they are the most elite force of the Song family, and the power they unleash cannot be underestimated.

The north wind blew the flag with the Song clan emblem. They stood quietly, with war burning in their eyes, waiting for the final order.

After a while, a huge flying boat slowly flew out. It was completely black, like a giant beast in the sky, and the looming muzzle shone with cold light, like the fangs of a giant beast.

Song Changsheng stood at the bow of the ship and said loudly: "Let's go!"

Everyone jumped on the [Black Starship] one after another. As the defense array moved, the quasi-sky ship turned into a jet of black lightning and rushed into the clouds, directly piercing the Liuyun Mountains.

Song Xianyun put his hands behind his back and watched the Song clan's son set out for the battle. Even when the quasi-sky ship disappeared from his sight, he still refused to leave for a long time.

On the bank of Luoshui River, Song Lutong looked at the black light streaking across the sky, his eyes showing envy and yearning, wishing he could join in it immediately.

However, he has the important task of guarding the city and cannot leave lightly. He can only sigh secretly...

The Song family's speed was not bad. It only took three days after riding the quasi-celestial ship that they arrived at the foot of Baiyun Peak, catching everyone in Lingzhou off guard.

If the Wuling Sect had not been prepared and the mountain-protecting formation had been activated, they might have been defeated in a single battle.

Even so, Qiu Tianyang and others were so shocked that they broke into a cold sweat.

Everyone was mobilized to resist Song's indiscriminate bombing with the support of the mountain guard formation.

Looking at the trembling defensive barrier, the hearts of everyone in the Wuling Sect were trembling, fearing that the wolf-like Song family would come in at some point.

But they were obviously overly worried. After all, Baiyun Peak had been managed by the Earth Fire Sect for hundreds of years and had already been built to be impregnable. If Song Xianming didn't take action, it would be unbreakable for a while.

The eyes of all the Wuling Sect disciples were focused on the tall figure in the air, with fear, uneasiness, and apprehension...

He just stood there quietly, even though he didn't move at all, it was like a mountain, weighing down on them so hard that they couldn't breathe.

Song Xianming calmly watched the battle situation below. Song Changsheng and others were surrounding the quasi-sky ship and fiercely attacking the mountain guard formation at Baiyun Peak.

Although the offensive was very fierce, Wu Lingzong's resistance was also very tenacious. The battle situation was in a stalemate, and it would be difficult to achieve anything for a while.

However, Song Xianming had no intention of taking action, he was waiting.

How can we be peaceful if we are always without the right way?

Before these two people showed up, he would not leave easily.

On Baiyun Peak, Du Huating looked at Song Xianming who was standing still in the air, his eyes flickering. He didn't know if his own strategy had worked or if Song Xianming had other plans. He only knew that the end of Wuling Sect was coming.

After a moment of hesitation, he called Liu Ruowei in who was guarding the door.

"Master." Liu Ruowei tried her best to maintain her composure on the surface.

"Are you afraid?" Du Huating asked softly.

Liu Ruowei's delicate body trembled slightly, biting her red lips and saying nothing.

Du Huating shook his head, sighed and said: "That is the great monk of the Zi Mansion and the quasi-celestial ship that has killed the great demon. Who can not be afraid?
There is no shame in being afraid.

Knowing that you are afraid means you are still alive.

The sect has reached a moment of life and death. There are some things I must tell you in advance. "

"Master, please give me your instructions. Disciples will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Liu Ruowei knelt down on one knee, looking a little ashamed.

...(End of chapter)