Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 29

In the center of Fang City, at the intersection of the four main roads, there is a large circular square, which is usually a trading place for some casual cultivators.

When Song Changsheng came to Fangshi that day, he didn't see many people. It was not because there were few people in Fangshi, but because most people gathered here at that time.

The Dihuo Sect changed the location, and Song Changsheng wanted it. After all, he came with the purpose of stepping on the Dihuo Sect's skin. Naturally, the more people there, the better.

When they arrived, the square was already full of people, all looking forward to it. There were even speculators betting on the outcome of both sides, and there were many bettors.

"The people from Treasure Hunting Pavilion are here."

Song Changsheng attracted the attention of many people present as soon as they appeared. After what they did yesterday, Song Changsheng's name has spread throughout Liuyunfang City.

Everyone is speculating whether he can step on Dihuomen's face and rub it on the ground like yesterday.

Song Changsheng didn't look sideways, and accompanied by Song Luyuan, he came to the center of the square and stood there, waiting for the arrival of the other party.

In the crowd, a fat man with a big belly squeezed into the front row. When he saw Song Changsheng, he was stunned for a moment: "Isn't this Fellow Taoist Shen Changsong? Shen Changsong, Song Changsheng, hey, that's interesting."

The fat man's face suddenly showed an expression of interest.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, Bai Ruofeng arrived late with Cheng Xiao.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Song, I changed places without notifying you in advance. Please don't blame Shopkeeper Song." Bai Ruofeng walked up and said hypocritically.

Song Luyuan also greeted him with a fake smile on his face, and began to exchange meaningless greetings. Although both parties wanted to kill each other in their hearts, they were still friendly on the surface.

The principals of both parties were chattering here and there, and Song Changsheng also began to observe his opponent.

He was a young monk in a white shirt, about [-] years old, with extraordinary appearance, but he exuded an unpleasant arrogance.

While he was observing the other party, Cheng Xiao took the lead and said, "You are the one who wants to challenge me?"

"I heard that you are very skilled in refining weapons, so I came here to ask for advice." Song Changsheng replied calmly and calmly.

"Oh, very good, how do you want to compete?" Cheng Xiao put his hands behind his back and didn't even look at Song Changsheng. He felt that he had a chance to win.

Song Changsheng didn't care about his attitude and said calmly: "Since I'm here to ask for advice, then naturally it's you who has the final say."

A trace of disdain flashed in Cheng Xiao's eyes, he waved his hand and took out two magical artifacts and said: "Okay, here are two identical first-level high-grade magical artifacts, with no magic circle engraved inside.

The two of us might as well compare, who can engrave more magic circles and have better quality within three hours. "

"No problem." Song Changsheng nodded in agreement. It takes a lot of time to refine a first-level high-grade magic weapon. Using this method will undoubtedly be much faster, and it can also reflect a person's true level.

"Uncle Master, when does it start?" Cheng Xiao looked at Bai Ruofeng aside and asked impatiently.

"If you are ready, let's start now." Bai Ruofeng and Song Luyuan looked at each other and said.

The two of them each chose an open space and sat down cross-legged. Cheng Xiao threw a disc-shaped magic weapon over, and he himself was a long sword-shaped magic weapon.

Song Changsheng didn't care. After taking it, he checked the magic weapon. It was obvious that Cheng Xiao did not use such unflattering tricks and there was nothing wrong with the magic weapon.

However, during the inspection process, he discovered several minor flaws in the magic weapon. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the skill of the person who made the weapon. "There is still plenty of time, so I will refine this magic weapon a little more." Song Changsheng looked at Cheng Xiao, who had already begun to carve the magic circle, and said to himself.

Under the surprised gazes of everyone in the square, a ball of orange-red flames rose in front of Song Changsheng and enveloped the magical weapon.

"What is he doing? Isn't he trying to compare the number of inscribed magic circles?" A monk asked in confusion.

Soon, a knowledgeable monk stood up and said, "He is refining the magic weapon, which can further improve the quality of the magic weapon."

"But this seems to have nothing to do with the content of the competition."

The monk hesitated for a while, then finally nodded and said, "That's true."

For a moment, everyone was confused by Song Changsheng's operation. Is this confidence or arrogance?

Cheng Xiao naturally discovered Song Changsheng's abnormality. Seeing that he had completed one third of the magic circle, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Song Changsheng was too conceited.

It is true that refining can improve the quality of magical weapons, but these two magical weapons were refined by Cheng Xiao himself, and he has full confidence in his own strength.

He has made it as perfect as possible. Even if there are a few mistakes and omissions, refining it will not improve the quality much. In his opinion, Song Changsheng is completely putting the cart before the horse!

Song Changsheng ignored the whispers around him, he had already entered a state of selflessness.

Time passed quickly, and an hour was about to pass before Song Changsheng finally refined the magic weapon. By this time, Cheng Xiao had already completed the first magic circle.

Most of the people present were no longer optimistic about Song Changsheng. After all, they had fallen too far behind. Those who bought Song Changsheng's victory were so regretful that their intestines were green.

If they weren't afraid of Song Luyuan's presence, they would probably have to greet Song Changsheng's parents.

"There are still two hours, so we need to hurry up." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

The next moment, his mental power poured into the inside of the magic weapon like a floodgate. Under his guidance, his mental power was immediately divided into two, and he actually began to engrave two magic circles at the same time!
Since it was an open-air competition, the entire process of his engraving the formation was completely displayed in front of everyone's eyes. It was not obvious when he first started carving it, but as the outline of the formation gradually emerged, someone suddenly discovered the clues.

"Oh my god, Song Changsheng is actually inscribing two magic formations at the same time. Am I right?" A casual weapon master exclaimed.

"What are you talking about?" His words immediately aroused doubts from the people around him. After all, every magic circle is extremely complicated and delicate, and often requires a person to devote himself wholeheartedly to it.

I don’t know if two magic formations are engraved at the same time elsewhere. Anyway, I have never heard of it since the founding of Lingzhou.

"Huh? It's true, the outlines of the two magic circles have already appeared."

"Song Changsheng is a monster, right? How did he do it?"

Facts speak louder than words. More and more people noticed this scene, which caused a gasp of cold air. Everyone was shocked by Song Changsheng's hand.

Bai Ruofeng stared at Song Changsheng with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "The legendary double-tasking? How is this possible? Why does he do it!"

Song Luyuan looked at Bai Ruofeng's appearance and quietly took a few steps forward to block Song Changsheng, for fear that the other party would jump over the wall in a hurry.

Song Changsheng didn't know how big a stir he had caused. At this moment, he was completely immersed in it...

(End of this chapter)