Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

For the Song family, it was a huge event for the two pillars of the family to leave together.

It looked calm on the surface, but actually there was an undercurrent surging. All the foundation-building monks started to move, and both Cangmang Peak and Wangyuefang City secretly entered a state of martial law.

Linfengkou is tens of thousands of miles away from Cangmang Peak. It would take at least four or five days by Song Changsheng himself. Fortunately, with the presence of Song Xianming, a great monk from Zifu, it only took three days to reach the destination.

What you can see is a huge ink-colored cloud, covering the sky and the sun, rolling endlessly under the sky, the earth is scorched black, and there are traces of raging thunder everywhere.

There were about ten figures standing far away around the clouds. These were monks passing by, pointing at the clouds.

As you get closer, you can hear them arguing about something. Some people say it's a thunderstorm, while others say it's not. The two groups have their own opinions, and no one can convince the other.

"Look, another great monk from the Zi Mansion is here." Suddenly someone pointed to the horizon and said.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a ray of light coming quickly, finally revealing two figures, one old and one young.

The old man was dressed in a thick purple robe, with a strong body, calm and powerful, standing high in the sky, exuding a magnificent momentum.

The young man stepped on a flying sword, wore a long green gown, and looked majestic. His sword-shaped eyebrows gave people a sharp feeling.

"Which master is this?" a monk asked in a low voice.

The companion next to him immediately showed a look of surprise and said: "You don't know these two people? One is Song Xianming, the newly promoted great monk of the Zi Mansion last year, the former patriarch of the Song family, and the third-level formation master.

One is Song Changsheng, the current patriarch of the Song family. He once killed the evil cultivator of the Zi Mansion in the Griffin Mountains. It is said that he is also the disciple of the great city lord. "

"It turns out it's them." The man suddenly realized, and then said with a puzzled face: "Why are these two here?"

"I guess they came here for this thunderstorm. I didn't see that person over there. That's Senior Yuan Tianshu from Jiujian Mountain. He has been observing here for a while."

"Is there any treasure in this?" The monk who asked the question first suddenly lit up.

The companion glanced at him with disdain and said: "So what if you have a treasure? The two masters are here, do you and I still have a chance? It's better to stand far away and watch the fun, and be careful not to get involved..."

Naturally, the discussions among the surrounding monks could not be hidden from the two of them. Song Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, this is the suppressive power of the Zifu monks on the Foundation Establishment monks. They only need to stop there to make them retreat.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Xiaoyou Song, we meet again." Yuan Tianshu, who arrived a step ahead of them, saw the two of them arriving and quickly greeted them enthusiastically.

"Senior Yuan, please go there in person if you'd like. I wonder if the two elders, junior, are okay?" Song Changsheng bowed to Yuan Tianshu and asked eagerly.

"Don't worry, I can sense that they are all still alive, but they are just trapped inside. I looked around and felt that the thunderstorm was a bit weird, so I didn't dare to enter rashly." Yuan Tianshu's expression was solemn.

Song Xianming nodded and said with an ugly expression: "It's right to be cautious. This is not a thunderstorm, but rather some kind of formation."

As a third-level formation mage, he was far more sensitive to formations than others. The moment he saw the cloud, Song Xianming was sure that this was definitely not a so-called thunderstorm, but a huge formation hidden in the clouds.

"Array?" The two of them were shocked.

Song Changsheng quickly used [Breaking Eyes] to look at the seeping clouds. Through the heavy clouds, purple lines were revealed in front of him. They were criss-crossing like a huge fishing net.

In the center of the "fishing net", there were two very close light spots, which should be Song Lutong and Song Lujuan who were trapped in it. Both of them were still alive.

"Sheng'er, what have you discovered?" Song Xianming noticed the change in Song Changsheng's expression and couldn't help but ask. He knew that Song Changsheng practiced a very magical pupil technique, and he should have discovered something.

"This is indeed a magic circle, but the way it is set up is a bit special. It doesn't look like it was formed naturally. Someone must be causing trouble!"

There are indeed natural magic formations between heaven and earth that have gradually evolved from the laws of heaven. Song Changsheng has encountered them twice, but they are fundamentally different from the one in front of him, so he is sure that someone is causing trouble in secret.

Who is this guy? Is it an old immortal from the Lieyang Sect or the judge from the Thunder King Palace?
The Song family has always stayed on their own terms and rarely made enemies. The other party could only be from these two forces.

Hearing Song Changsheng's words, Song Xianming's eyes shone with a cold light. On the way here, the two of them had made speculations about this, but now it seems that it has come true.

I just don’t know whether the other party is luring the snake out of its cave or the tiger away from the mountain?

After thinking about it, Song Xianming said loudly to the surrounding people: "I don't know which fellow Taoist is here. I'm already here. Please show up and see me!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant commotion. The surrounding monks looked around subconsciously, but did not find the third Zifu monk.

Song Xianming's majestic voice resounded in the wilderness, but there was no response. Just when Song Changsheng thought that the other party was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, a tall figure descended straight from the sky and landed on the churning clouds. superior.

The opponent's whole body was shrouded in a black robe of unknown material, and his face wore a metallic ghost mask. He was unusually tall, nearly one foot tall, with a short and thick neck and a bucket waist. He held a 17-foot-tall handle. The long bronze sword is like an iron tower.

His sudden appearance immediately triggered a burst of exclamations. Many monks saw that the situation was not right and immediately chose to leave. Only a few people ran further away and continued to watch.

"You are the judge of the Thunder King Palace, right?" Song Xianming took a step forward, blocking Song Changsheng behind him, and said in a deep voice.

"I am the eighth judge under the throne of Thunder King. I am ordered by Thunder King to punish the Wangyue Song family!"

His voice was like a muffled thunder, making Song Changsheng's eardrums buzz.

"Hmph, with your cultivation level, it would be a bit disgraceful to set up an array to deal with two juniors." Song Xianming was a bit jealous at this moment. After all, Song Lutong and Song Lujuan were still in the opponent's hands.

"If I really wanted to take action against them, would they still be able to survive until now?" The judge's tone revealed a hint of contempt.

To him, the two foundation-building monks were nothing more than bugs that could be easily crushed to death. The reason why they acted like this was just to lure the snake out of its hole. After all, live bait was better than dead bait.

"In this case, please let them go. If you have any problem, come to me." Song Xianming tried to negotiate.

"Stop making noise, give up resistance, and keep your body intact!" The judge roared, like a thunderous explosion, which shook the minds of several weaker monks in the distance and actually dropped their flying swords.

The others were shocked when they saw this, and turned and left one after another, only hating their parents for having two legs.

Song Changsheng was also shocked to the point of having stars in his eyes. Fortunately, he had practiced the [Nine Heavenly Palace]. He had already built the first Heavenly Palace in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, so he could still maintain the stability of his soul.

"This person is at least a middle-level cultivator of Zifu, so he is a bit troublesome." Song Xianming already regretted bringing Song Changsheng here.

Every time Zifuqi advances to a small level, his strength will skyrocket. Although they have not yet fought, Song Xianming is sure that he is not his opponent's opponent, and he even has a small chance of escaping.

"If you don't answer, you will die!" the judge shouted angrily, and his figure disappeared like lightning. In an instant, he appeared in front of Song Xianming, with the bronze war weapon in his hand entwined with the thunder snake, cutting towards him like a sickle. His neck.

The veins on Song Xianming's forehead jumped. He stretched out his hand, and [Ding Jiangshan] appeared in his hand. He slashed out with a sword, and the sword energy surged like a silver dragon.

"boom--"

There was a shocking explosion, and Song Xianming flew back hundreds of feet in the air. On the other hand, the judge only shook slightly, as if nothing happened.

In the first round of confrontation, Song Xianming was completely at a disadvantage. Before he could catch his breath, the figure of the Judge had disappeared again.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I'm here to help you!" At the critical moment, Yuan Tianshu did not choose to run away. Instead, after blocking the aftermath of the battle for Song Changsheng, he joined the battle group and fought side by side with Song Xianming.

With his joining, the pressure on Song Xianming was relieved a lot. He glanced at Song Changsheng below and sent a message to Yuan Tianshu: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, we sent a message to Luoxia City before we came. Support will arrive soon. You and I just need to contain him."

"Okay, let's lead him up there." Yuan Tianshu nodded, making seals with one hand and seals with the other. The sound of tigers roaring and dragons roared, and a golden seal appeared, with a magnificent momentum toward the judge. Pressed down.

This is his special skill, the small magical power [Dragon and Tiger Seal].

"Go away!" The ruling caused the whole body's momentum to surge, and he waved the bronze war sword in his hand, and actually tore the [Dragon and Tiger Seal] into pieces.

But at this time, Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu had already soared into the sky. They wanted to lure the judge away and give Song Changsheng a chance to escape and save others.

Song Changsheng knew that the situation was critical and quickly asked Luoxia City for help.

The Adjudicator is at least a middle-term cultivator of the Zifu, and he is also a body refiner. The strength of his body is probably comparable to a magic weapon, and the bronze war gun in his hand is not an ordinary thing, and its grade is not as high as the [Ding Jiangshan] in Song Xianming's hand. 】Low.

Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu are both early stage cultivators of the Zi Mansion. If they have formations as support, they can still have a chance to counterattack, but now, they can only try their best to deal with it, and they will definitely lose as time goes by.

A battle of this level was no longer something Song Changsheng could participate in, so he decided to rescue the trapped Song Lutong and Song Lujuan first.

He still has some experience in breaking formations.

With the blessing of [Breaking Eyes], he quickly figured out the specific layout of the formation in front of him.

This was a formation method that he had never seen before. It was not that it was exquisite. On the contrary, Song Changsheng thought it was a bit inferior.

"This doesn't look like a formation arranged by a third-level formation master." Song Changsheng frowned slightly.

"Xiaojiu, have you seen this kind of formation technique?"

"Master, formations were not developed in our time, and we have never seen this kind of formation technique."

Since being attacked by Song Changsheng last time, it has become extremely humble when it comes to the various arts of cultivation.

After hearing this, Song Changsheng did not hesitate and began to ponder the formation in front of him.

"This formation is composed of twenty-seven formation flags, but no formation base has been found. So what is the main body of this formation, and where is the formation eye?"

Song Changsheng's eyes flickered, combing through the formation's context one by one, and soon found several breaking points, but it was difficult to achieve with his cultivation level.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to enter the formation himself, first find the formation's eye, and then break through the formation!

Just when Song Changsheng broke the formation, the battlefield of the three Zifu monks had moved to a height of 10,000 feet. Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu were at each other's throats, relying on their physical skills and small magical powers to constantly fight with the adjudicator.

The Adjudicator is a pure body refiner. The attacks of the two men do not pose much threat to him, but they do not confront him head-on. They are as slippery as two loaches, making his attacks very difficult. Make some achievements.

After a long time, the judge became angry. He suddenly waved the bronze war weapon in his hand, and thunder exploded. A thick lead cloud enveloped the battlefield, and countless thunder snakes rushed out.

The judge was bathed in the thunder, and his whole body exuded the aura of destruction.

Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu looked at each other, and both saw the solemn look in the other's eyes.

"boom--"

The bronze war sword was waved, and the thunderous thunder turned into a giant python and rushed towards Song Xianming.

The Thunder Python is lifelike, with jumping arcs of lightning forming patches of scales, twisting its huge and bloated body, and roaring with invisible electric current.

Song Xianming's hair stood on end, and his mind was in shock. He quickly used his body skills to retreat back, and at the same time used his small magical power [Tiangang Shield].

"boom--"

The giant python hit Song Xianming's body, and the [Tiangang Shield] was instantly shattered. He only felt a sharp pain in his chest, electric current spread all over his body in an instant, and his heart almost stopped.

When the thunder light dissipated, Song Xianming's whole body was completely charred black.

"Fellow Daoist Song?" Yuan Tianshu was shocked. He did not expect that the opponent's counterattack would be so violent. Seeing that the opponent wanted to repeat the same trick, the long sword behind him was instantly unsheathed, and the clang of the sword resounded through the sky.

"Uncle Master, help me!" Yuan Tianshu shouted suddenly.

This sword is a magic weapon left by his master. The spirit of the weapon has been baptized by the catastrophe, and his spiritual wisdom has matured. With its cooperation, Yuan Tianshu's combat power can be increased by more than 30%!
"cut!"

The sword energy was like a rainbow, directly piercing through the Thunder Python.

But before Yuan Tianshu could be overjoyed, the Adjudicator appeared strangely beside him, waving the bronze sword mercilessly.

At this critical moment, a flying sword flicked the bronze sword away with a "ding", and then Yuan Tianshu saw a golden knife streaking through the void and heading straight into the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the judge.

It was the little magical power [Soul-killing Golden Sword] that Song Xianming realized!
"Roar--"

The golden sword cut off the soul, and the judge immediately covered his head and let out a roar.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, take advantage of the moment!"

With a loud shout, Yuan Tianshu suddenly came back to his senses, and the long sword in his hand flew into the air and plunged straight into the heart of the judge!
...(End of chapter)