Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

In the cultivation world of Lu State, there is a huge mountain range that spans thousands of miles. Because it is shrouded in fog all year round, it is named Wuyin Mountain Range.

There are countless monsters here. It is a paradise for monsters and a forbidden land for humans. Except for mercenaries and adventurers who make a living by hunting monsters, few people dare to set foot here.

But today, for some unknown reason, many human monks appeared outside the Kirigakure Mountains.

They have different cultivation levels, and their identities are extremely complicated. People who are usually incompatible with each other are all gathered together, as if they are searching for something.

There were quite a few monks participating in the search, but they were scattered across the huge Kirigakure Mountains. Not to mention the disorienting white mist that lurked in the dark, causing great trouble to the people searching.

A burly monk looked at the rolling fog in front of him and listened to the roars of beasts from time to time. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said, "Did that guy really enter a place like this?"

The companion next to him said hesitantly: "It should be so. Even the young master of Rakshasa Hall is here."

As he spoke, his eyes turned to the huge ship under the sky. There stood a feminine man holding a folding fan, overlooking the Kirigakure Mountains from a high position.

The look on the burly monk's face suddenly became firmer after hearing this.

Raksha Hall is one of the golden elixir overlords in the Lu Kingdom cultivation world. Since they are all here, the news is probably true.

Song Qingxing looked at the burly monk who was less than a mile away from him, with a flash of coldness in his eyes, and silently uttered one word: "Kill!"

Once the number of people in this search increased, the opponent was indeed exposed and was found in Panshi City. After a bloody battle, he escaped into the Kirigakure Mountains a few days ago.

Suddenly, the burly monk stopped and looked around with a vigilant expression.

It's okay now. We're stuck inside. There are so many people. What should we do? "Wu Jie's voice was full of annoyance.

Wu Jie was shocked. He didn't expect that Song Qingxing had such a crazy side.

Wujie originally thought that the Wuyin Mountains were dangerous. After all, they covered a large area, and there was this weird mist to hide in. Then he would go out in a circle.

The people who came to the cultivation world of Lu country were a group of desperadoes. They didn’t care what it was, as long as they knew it was a treasure, it was enough!
Greed overwhelms fear.

After learning about this, countless monks came together to form a huge encirclement and began to surround and suppress the unknown monk, which was why the grand scene in front of them happened.

As the matter progressed, more and more people learned about the treasure, and their human greed led them to participate in the roundup.

After a fierce psychological struggle, the burly monk and his companions finally stepped into the fog and carefully searched forward.

Although they finally broke through in a bloody battle, they were still unable to get rid of the pursuers, and finally had to enter the Kirigakure Mountains.

"Yang Kui, what's wrong?" Seeing that he looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, his companions couldn't help but become nervous, and glanced around uneasily while holding a magic weapon.

But the treasure was captured first by an unknown monk.

The man's cultivation level was not high, but he was good at concealment. At the end of several months, the two major Jindan sects found nothing, and actually killed many people from the other side.

Originally, everything was going well, and he only needed to hibernate for three to five years. Maybe this matter would be over.

"Young Qingxing boy, what are you thinking? We just need to hide in Panshi City for a while and the limelight will be over. It's better for you, but you want to cause trouble.

Who knew these people would react so quickly and form an encirclement in just a few days.

As soon as the words fell, the fog around them suddenly surged violently, and an indifferent voice came into their ears: "Sword Three."

"puff"

"puff"

There were three burly monks in the group, two of them were in the early stage of foundation building, and he himself was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. Such strength was not weak, but they did not dare to be careless in the Kirigakure Mountains, and they fought for twelve points. the spirit of.

Song Qingxing didn't answer, but his cold eyes showed that this was the answer.

Who would have known that Song Qingxing would actually take the initiative to provoke those people, revealing his hiding place and triggering a siege.

In fact, most of the people involved in the encirclement and suppression did not know what the treasure was. Some said it was a powerful psychic treasure, others said it was a magical power that even Master Jindan coveted, and some even said it was a spiritual treasure. It is a great opportunity to break through the golden elixir.

After saying that, his figure suddenly rushed out.

Wu Jie was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He had been sleeping for so many years and finally saw some hope of returning to the top, but he didn't want to die midway.

Yang Kui shook his head and whispered: "I felt an inexplicable chill just now. There is something strange here. Let's be careful."

Thinking of this, the burly monk's eyes revealed a touch of fire.

Wujie was stunned when he heard this. Thinking of Song Qingxing's recent abnormal behavior, he couldn't help but come to a conclusion that even he couldn't believe, and exclaimed: "Did you do it on purpose?"

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched it. It was sticky and a little warm. When he looked at it, he saw a dazzling scarlet color.

On a towering ancient tree, under the dense canopy, Song Qingxing squatted quietly on a thick branch, holding the hilt of his sword in his hand, looking at the group of burly monks who were gradually approaching, his eyes full of coldness.

And Song Qingxing missed the best opportunity to break out. Now there are more and more people, and they have begun a blanket search. As time goes by, they will be discovered sooner or later.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the world spinning before his eyes, and the last sound that reached his ears was the terrified shouts of his companions, and then his consciousness fell into eternal silence.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Jie said solemnly.

Little did the burly monks know that from the moment they entered the Kirigakure Mountains, they had been targeted...

That day, with his help, Song Qingxing fished in troubled waters and obtained the treasure of the ruins, and then they returned to Panshi City to lurk.

About half a year ago, a golden elixir ruins appeared around Panshi City. There was a treasure in it, which triggered countless people to fight for it. During this period, a golden elixir war even broke out, causing countless casualties.

Yang Kui felt something flash before his eyes, like a gust of wind blowing across his neck, bringing a slight chill.

The two golden elixir overlords in the cultivation world of the Lu Kingdom were furious and sent their disciples to hunt down the unknown monk.

Compared to Wu Jie's anxiety, Song Qingxing seemed very calm and said calmly: "Didn't you say that killing sword intent needs to grow in killing? Isn't this the best opportunity?"

There are many different opinions and all kinds of strange things, and no one knows which one is true, but this does not prevent them from participating in it.

Song Qingxing held the [Markless Sword] and sent a three-person team into hell as if strolling in a garden. There was almost no decent resistance throughout the process.

With his current strength, there is really no pressure to deal with the monks in the early stages of foundation building.

Skillfully putting away the storage bags on several people's bodies, Song Qingxing's figure disappeared into the mist.

Soon, the fluctuations of the battle attracted monks who were searching around, but there was nothing but three headless corpses in front of them.

Everyone was shocked and angry. No one expected that the other party would dare to take the initiative in this situation and kill three people so neatly. "He must not have escaped far, let's chase him!" The leading monk immediately led his men to catch up.

A few hours later, this group of people followed in the footsteps of Yang Kui and others and were completely wiped out.

Frequent attacks exposed Song Qingxing's position, and more and more people surrounded his area, including many Zifu monks.

As night fell, the Misty Hidden Mountains were swallowed up. Song Qingxing, who had fought fiercely for a day, inevitably suffered injuries. There was a hideous wound on his left arm, with bones visible and blood trickling down.

Song Qingxing tore off a piece of cloth, crushed the external elixir and briefly bandaged it before taking a breath.

After a brief rest, Song Qingxing once again disappeared into the night with his sword. For the human monks in the Deep Fog Hidden Mountains, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night...

"Boom..."

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the dull thunder sounded from far to near, which was heart-wrenching.

The dark lead clouds can be seen as far away as one glance, as if they are within reach.

Lightning flashed, the wind roared, and rain poured down.

Song Changsheng walked in the torrential rain. The big raindrops fell, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier and slid to both sides.

He stood on the edge of Luoyue Cliff, holding the [Tai Xuan Thunder Cloud Pot] in his hand, and his black and white eyes calmly stared at the black thunder clouds.

"Snapped"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the darkness, filling the sky in an instant.

Song Changsheng jumped up, brought his sword into the air, and raised the [Tai Xuan Thunder Cloud Pot] high in his hand.

"Rumble"

In an instant, Song Changsheng felt that he was locked by countless thunderbolts, and his whole body was covered with cold hair.

"Snapped"

A bolt of lightning fell directly on his head. Song Changsheng did not dodge, but the [Tai Xuan Thunder Cloud Pot] in his hand glowed brightly, swallowing up the raging thunder.

Immediately afterwards, more thunderbolts fell together, but without exception, they were all absorbed by the [Tai Xuan Thunder Cloud Pot]. This small iron pot seemed to have an infinite space, and no one would be rejected.

A few hours later, the strong wind subsided, the showers stopped, and the heavy lead clouds gradually dispersed, revealing wisps of sunshine.

Song Changsheng fell down, feeling that the [Tai Xuan Thunder Cloud Pot] in his hand was a little heavier, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

This treasure needs to accumulate the power of thunder in advance, so after Song Changsheng refined it, he would draw the thunder every time there was a thunderstorm like today, and now he has accumulated a considerable amount of power.

"It's time to prepare to go to Luoxia City." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

Song Changsheng returned to the courtyard, said goodbye to his family, and then drove the flying boat to Luoxia City.

His whereabouts are top secret within the Song family, so his departure did not cause any ripples in the Song family.

After arriving at Luoxia City, he did not go to meet the city lords immediately, but instead came to the family's newly opened grocery store.

Looking at the plaque with the words "Wangyue Pavilion" written on it, Song Changsheng felt slightly sentimental. The first time he came to Luoxia City was at Wangyue Pavilion.

Ten years later, Wangyue Pavilion is still there, but things have changed.

When he walked in, the business was much better than before. The clerks in the store were so busy that no one noticed him for a while.

Song Qingluo was checking accounts at the front desk when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He looked up and found Song Changsheng looking at him with a smile.

"Clan leader." Song Qingluo had a look of surprise on his face.

Song Changsheng made a silence gesture, and then motioned for him to go to the back to talk.

The two came to the backyard. After Song Changsheng sat down, he looked at Song Qingluo, who had faded away from youth, and smiled happily: "The waiter in the shop who used to be a handyman has now become a family deacon in charge. Why, is the work going well here? ?”

Song Qingluo scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "Everything went smoothly, but without the communication altar, communication and other things are inconvenient."

The original Wangyue Pavilion had a communication altar, which could transmit jade slips containing information back to Cangmang Peak in a very short time.

Later, Wangyue Pavilion was affected in the war between the Zifu monks, and the Altar of Communication was not spared.

These communication altars were all left by Song Taiyi. One was destroyed and the other was missing. This problem has not been solved after the reconstruction of Wangyue Pavilion, and it has almost become Song Qingluo's heartache.

"I came today to solve this problem." Song Changsheng smiled slightly.

"That's great." Song Qingluo was delighted, and then said with some confusion: "But doesn't the family no longer have a message altar?"

Song Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "The Altar of Communication is indeed gone, but I brought something better."

"What's better, could it be the space teleportation array?" Song Qingluo was suddenly surprised.

"You are quite clever." Song Changsheng glanced at him in surprise and said, "Yes, it is the space teleportation array.

When the Wuling Sect was destroyed, the Supreme Elder accidentally discovered a space teleportation array, so he disassembled it and thought about it. He finally made a breakthrough a few months ago. This was the first set that was refined. It was directly connected to the Cangmang Peak. Not to mention summons, it will be much more convenient to travel. "

"That's really great." Song Qingluo was overjoyed. With the teleportation array connected, Wangyue Pavilion would no longer be outside the family, and would be able to provide support if anything happened.

Song Changsheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy too early. This space teleportation array is very expensive to build. It's just this set. I haven't had time to test it yet. If there are any problems, I will dismantle it."

Besides, Luoxia City also needs to be notified. If they don't agree, they won't even be able to arrange the teleportation array. "

Song Qingluo heard this but said nonchalantly: "With the formation skills of the elders, there will definitely be no problem with this teleportation formation. As for Luoxia City, it should not be a problem either.

You don’t know yet, but Luoxia City also has a black market, which uses space teleportation arrays. They can arrange them. With your relationship with Luoxia City, there is no reason not to let us arrange them. "

"Black market?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly, and the long-standing memory came to mind again.

He met Peng Siying, the eldest lady of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, through the black market in Wanjian City. He was also summoned by a big shot and made a five-year appointment.

A rough calculation shows that the five-year agreement has arrived...

...(End of chapter)