Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The deacon responded quickly: "The last time the family contacted Elder Lu Ke was two years ago.

He expressed that he was very grateful for the help his family had given him. He had successfully obtained the qualification to build the Zifu in the trial held by the ancestral line, and would soon break through the Zifu in retreat.

Before retreating, his son Song Yulong will be responsible for continuing to contact us.

Elder Lu Ke also said that if he successfully breaks through the Zi Mansion, he will fight for more shares of the [Foundation Establishment Pill] for the family.

If the breakthrough fails, he hopes that his ashes can be buried in the family ancestral grave. "

After Song Changsheng heard this, the last trace of luck in his heart was shattered. Even if Song Luke went into seclusion or even failed to break through, Song Yulong would never cut off the connection with his family.

The complete loss of contact means that not only Song Luke is in trouble, but Song Yulong and Song Yushi may also...

"By the way, Soul Lamp Palace." Song Changsheng suddenly remembered that the last time Song Yulong and Song Yushi brought the [Foundation Pill] back to their family, they left their soul lanterns in the Soul Lamp Palace.

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng hurried to the Soul Lamp Hall and found the soul lanterns of Song Yulong and his two brothers. The blue flames were still burning tenaciously.

Seeing this scene, Song Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief but was also a little surprised. Since the two of them were fine, how did the connection get broken?

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on another soul lamp that had been extinguished. The owner of this soul lamp was Song Luke. However, because it was too long ago, the soul power in it had no time to replenish, and it had been naturally extinguished. Therefore, Song Changsheng also I don’t know whether Song Luke is dead or alive at this moment.

At this time, Song Xianyun, who got the news, also rushed over.

"Changsheng, I heard that the connection between us and the ancestors has been interrupted?" Song Xianyun's voice was hoarse and he asked a little anxiously.

Unlike others, returning to the main lineage and recognizing their ancestors has always been the obsession of their generation, and even the two generations above, and it has a special meaning for them.

"Yes, Uncle Luke's side is also broken."

"Could there be something wrong with our sound transmission altar? After all, it's been almost two hundred years." Song Xianyun still had a trace of luck in his heart.

Song Changsheng really didn't want to hurt this nearly two hundred year old man, but he still shook his head and said: "It's not the family's problem, it's the ancestral line that was unilaterally cut off."

Song Xianming's body trembled slightly and he said with difficulty: "We have been abandoned again, right?"

"Perhaps...it's not necessarily that something happened to Zumai. Since Yulong and Yushi are fine, they will contact us sooner or later." Song Changsheng hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a soft comfort.

In fact, he couldn't understand Song Xianyun's complicated emotions about his ancestral lineage. It could be said that most people below the generation of "xian" couldn't understand it.

Because as long as they can remember, their parents have told them that they live in Lingzhou, their ancestor is Song Taiyi, their ancestral land is Cangmang Peak, and their family name is [Wangyue Song Family].

Everything they have now is the result of their ancestors' hard work, bit by bit, relying on their own hands. They have never relied on others.

As for the [Jinxiu Banner Song Family] who is hundreds of millions of miles away, it is a very strange name, so strange that it only exists in the mouths of the older generation.

According to the descriptions of the older generation, it was an ancient and powerful Jindan family that controlled a huge territory. They were as strong as clouds and as talented as rain. Stomping their feet could make a country tremble.

But such a description did not make the young Song clan people feel yearning, and even inspired a trace of resentment in their hearts.

Since our ancestral lineage is so strong, why do we have such a hard time and let others bully us?

Whenever this happens, the elders of the family will sigh and say to them: "Because we are sinners, all this is the family's punishment for us."

Song Changsheng sneered at this statement. Even if his ancestor Song Taiyi was really guilty, the sins had been wiped out from the moment he was expelled from the family.

Later, with the efforts of ancestor Yun Yuan, the family recognized their ancestors and returned to the clan, which also showed that the ancestors had recognized the identity of the "Wangyue Song Family" again and forgiven Song Taiyi for the mistakes he had committed in the past.

The results of it? The situation of the Wangyue Song family has not improved at all. Even if they only need to send a monk from the Zifu to solve all the problems, they are not willing.

These people just use this method to plunder talents because of the lack of talent in the clan.

From Song Changsheng's point of view, it doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize this so-called "ancestor", if the contact is severed, it will be severed. Even if it is destroyed, it doesn't matter to him.

What he is really worried about is Song Luke and others.

Over the years, they have made huge sacrifices for the family, and they are all the meritorious service of the family. Whether they are dead or alive, there must be definite news.

Song Xianyun also knew Song Changsheng's attitude, sighed deeply, turned around and left the Soul Lantern Palace, his old back looking a little desolate.

Facing this matter, Song Changsheng couldn't do much. After all, Zumai and Daqi were too far apart. After much deliberation, he had no choice but to send a message to Zhuang Yuechan and asked her to help find out if Zumai had come out. What a major change.

He didn't know whether it would be useful or not, so he could only leave it to fate...

Three days later, Song Qingxi returned to her family and told Song Changsheng about the growth liquid she had prepared.

Song Changsheng is not surprised by this. After all, he has seen Song Qingxi's talent in this area. The green plum tree in Xiaoqingshan has been transplanted back and is now planted by the Xuanjing Lake on the top of Cangmang Peak. It will bear fruit every year. Plenty of plums rich in spiritual energy.

You must know that more than ten years ago, it was just an ordinary plum tree. It was Song Qingxi who single-handedly changed its life level, from a mortal to a first-level spiritual plant.

Don't underestimate this, this is equivalent to turning a mortal without spiritual roots into a monk. Although there is luck and many coincidences, it is much more difficult than growing spiritual fluid.

"Let's try it on the [Quenching Star Fruit] first." Song Changsheng thought for a while and decided to give Song Qingxi the largest number to try first.

After all, the nature of each spiritual plant is different. This is the reason why other people’s immortal grass is my poison. There are many [Quenching Star Fruits], so it doesn’t matter if one or two of them die. [Dragon Blood Ginseng] and [Foundation Building] Fruit trees] are single seedlings and cannot withstand losses.

But Song Qingxi did not intend to follow what Song Changsheng said.

"Uncle, it's better to prepare it separately. This way the effect will be better." Song Qingxi could understand Song Changsheng's eager mood, but she believed that the current growth spirit liquid could not meet the demand.

"Are you sure?"

Song Qingxi nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng did not hesitate too much and said bluntly: "Well, except for [Dragon Blood Ginseng], you can do whatever you want. If you have any requests, just ask the elders directly."

Doing experiments involves taking risks, and Song Changsheng fully understood this. But Song Qingxi didn't have much room for trial and error.

Song has three [Quenching Star Fruits], which allowed her to try and make mistakes twice at most. There is only one [Foundation Building Fruit Tree], but fortunately it has successfully grown. Even if it is destroyed, there is still a chance to cultivate it again.

Only this [Dragon Blood Ginseng] has not yet set seeds. If it is destroyed, it will be difficult to find it again. Therefore, even if Song Changsheng believes in Song Qingxi's ability, he does not dare to let her experiment with this single seedling.

Fortunately, with [Dragon Blood Mud], even without the growth liquid, the growth cycle of [Dragon Blood Ginseng] has been greatly shortened.

Song Qingxi smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely prepare a suitable spiritual liquid."

"It's just an attempt. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's great if you can succeed, but it doesn't matter if you can't."

Although he was anxious, Song Changsheng did not want to put too much pressure on her.

She is only in her early twenties this year. To Song Changsheng, she is just a child. In her previous life, she was a college student who was happy to work. There is no need to bear these things so early.

"I understand, don't worry." Song Qingxi smiled sweetly at him, and then plunged into the preparation of the spiritual liquid.

In fact, for her, being busy is a good thing. When she is busy, she has no time to think about other things...

Time flies, and it has been more than half a month since Song Lutong and Song Lujuan arrived in Luoxia City. During this period, they assisted Song Qingluo in re-establishing the Song family's intelligence base in Luoxia City.

Today is the day when the auction officially begins.

The two of them came to the door early and waited. As time went by, Song Lutong's face became more and more ugly, because they were already crowded with people around them.

There were a lot of foundation-building monks that were rare in Lingzhou. He even felt the aura of the Zifu monks, and there were more than one.

"Damn, you're really right. Anyone who has accumulated a little bit of accumulation in Daqi's cultivation world is probably here, right?" Song Lutong's face had turned black. He originally thought that Song Changsheng was making a fuss out of a molehill. , spending a huge sum of 300,000 spirit stones just for five [Foundation Building Pills] is too conservative.

But now he no longer thinks so. He is thinking about how to use three hundred thousand spirit stones to capture five [Foundation Pills].

"We have relatively sufficient funds this time, so it shouldn't be a problem to complete the tasks assigned by the clan leader." Song Lujuan was relatively confident.

While the two were talking, the door of the auction house slowly opened, and everyone rushed in, quickly filling the auction house.

After the heavy door was closed again, Xia Wanyun walked up to the front desk in a fancy dress, with a charming smile on her face that brought disaster to the country and the people. As soon as she appeared, there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

"Is this the auctioneer that Chang Sheng said was almost used as a cauldron by the evil cultivator? It's really unusual. I was a little moved when I saw it." In the wing room on the second floor of the auction house, Song Lutong looked at the hot figure below. He smacked his lips and said.

"You men all like this one?" There was a trace of disgust in Song Lujuan's eyes. The auction is the auction. What do you mean by wearing so little?
She has also presided over several auctions in Wangyuefang City, and is most disgusted with this kind of seduction.

"Hey, who doesn't like this? Look at the one below. He came with a Taoist companion. His eyes are wide open. With such an auctioneer, the auction house's performance will at least double."

Song Lutong didn't seem to feel the coldness coming from beside him, and still stared at the white shining calves and chest with interest, looking like Brother Pig.

But if you observe carefully, you can find that although he looks squinty, his eyes are clear and without the slightest desire, unlike those below who are so fascinated that they can't find the north and the south.

Although there are many people in the auction house, there are only a very small number of monks who can restrain their desires and remain clear.

Not far from Song's box, a one-armed young man had the most complicated emotions.

Unlike the others who came here for a different purpose, he simply came here to see someone.

After taking a deep look at the figure below, the one-armed young man picked up his sword and left. The moment he opened the door, Xia Wanyun seemed to feel something in her heart. She glanced in that direction, but only saw half of the young man's back.

"It's him……"

Xia Wanyun's heart trembled slightly, and the memories of the past came to her mind again, making her forget where she was for a moment.

Seeing her stunned, the deacon of the auction house couldn't help but send a message: "What are you doing standing there? Start quickly. You strongly requested to host this auction. I have a huge responsibility, so don't screw it up for me." ”

His voice brought Xia Wanyun back to reality. Her heart was filled with bitterness, but her face was still filled with a charming smile. She skipped the usual opening remarks and said:
"Seniors and colleagues, I believe that most of you are here just for the [Foundation Establishment Pill], but what I want to say is that this auction not only contains the [Foundation Establishment Pill], but also many other treasures.

One hundred and fifty [Foundation Building Pills] will be auctioned in this auction. The first fifty pills will be auctioned separately, and the last hundred pills will be divided into groups of five pills. One group will be auctioned every half hour until the auction is finished. Seize the opportunity. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was instantly excited. There were actually as many as one hundred and fifty pills, which was far beyond everyone's expectations.

However, the auction method also made them feel heavy pressure.

A set of five pills, the starting price is at least 100,000 spirit stones. This alone dissuaded most of the small forces and casual cultivators present.

It seems that the pressure of competition has been reduced, but there are only twenty groups in total, and there are still more wolves and less meat. Each group will inevitably face more fierce competition. After all, each time you give up is five pills, and the price is too high.

Although the remaining fifty pills are auctioned separately, there are hundreds of small forces and casual cultivators competing, which will only make the situation even more fierce.

Because of their limited financial resources, they could not participate in the auction of a group of five pills. They could only compete for the mere fifty pills.

One can imagine what an exaggerated price a [Foundation Building Pill] will be fetched by then, and a strong smell of gunpowder has begun to fill the scene.

"We will fight hard for the first group of [Foundation Building Pills] then." Song Lujuan suddenly said to Song Lutong.

"Why?" Song Lutong was a little confused.

"Most people in the first group are still waiting and watching. If we are lucky, we can buy it at a lower price."

"It makes sense!" Song Lutong suddenly realized it and was immediately eager to give it a try.

Soon the bidding officially started. The first group of five [Foundation Pills] had a base price of 120,000 yuan. Song Lutong was about to bid when he heard a light voice coming down from the third floor: "Two hundred and fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones." !”

Everyone present: "?"

...(End of chapter)