Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 347: Song's Jade Dragon, He Tai's Conspiracy (Additional Update)

Tuozhou, Zhangye County, and Five Elements Peak.

The brother and sister Song Yushi and Song Yulong rushed to the garrison together. As soon as they entered, they found that the guards of the garrison had gathered together.

Originally, the garrison had eighty family monks under its jurisdiction, and later sixty of them were transferred back to the clan to prepare for war. These are the only twenty people left, and now all of them have been assembled.

A bad premonition suddenly emerged in the hearts of the brother and sister. They ran into Song Changxuan who was in a hurry. Song Yulong quickly grabbed him and asked anxiously, "How is the battle situation in the family?"

Hearing this, Song Changxuan sighed and said, "I'm not very optimistic. I plan to take them back to the family for support.

Brother Yulong, after I leave, Zhangye will be handed over to you. Please make sure to guard this retreat route for us."

"Has the situation become so critical?" Song Yulong was shocked.

"I didn't expect it to develop to this point." Song Changxuan looked silent.

"But, with so few of you, you can't influence the overall situation even if you return to the family."

"Do the best you can and leave the rest to fate. Even if I die, I will die on the land of my hometown." At this moment, Song Changxuan's face was no longer as usual, but instead was filled with extreme seriousness.

Seeing the fearless expressions of the crowd, Song Yulong's heart trembled, and then he said generously: "I will go with you. There are still nearly a hundred warriors in the clan who can fight. It's not that we don't have the strength to fight."

Song Changxuan was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yulong, don't be impulsive, this is the only foundation you have left."

"My brother, my surname is also Song, and the blood of the Wangyue Song family flows in my body. The family is yours, but it is also ours.

In this critical moment, how can you let me live here in peace? Don't you think of us as a family?" Song Yulong scolded harshly.

Song Changxuan's expression became serious, and he bowed solemnly and said, "Brother, I have absolutely no such intention."

Hearing this, Song Yulong's expression softened. He patted his shoulder and said, "Wait here for a while. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Song Yulong flew on his sword and rushed back to the family residence as soon as possible.

As soon as he landed, a group of people rushed up and surrounded him, asking in a flurry, "Master, what's the situation at the family?"

Song Yulong looked at the panicked and uneasy faces around him, and his thoughts went back to the days of escape. At that time, everyone had the same expression on their faces.

He found a stone and stood on it so that everyone could see him. He cleared his throat and said with a heavy expression, "Everyone, I know what you want to ask. I just came back from the garrison. The garrison elder told me that the situation in the family is not optimistic."

As soon as the words fell, everyone exploded, and everyone showed a panic expression on their face. In their opinion, this was a sign that the family was about to be defeated.

"Quiet!" Song Yulong shouted.

The originally panicked crowd seemed to have found their backbone after hearing his voice. They all quieted down and looked at him eagerly.

"I have decided to go and support the family. Would you... like to come with me?"

Song Yulong's words caused another commotion.

The white-haired elder hesitated and said, "If our family is so powerful and can't resist them, will it be useful for us to go?"

Hearing this, everyone was a little silent.

They said that they had more than a hundred Qi-cultivating monks, but excluding the old men and teenagers, there were only sixty or seventy who could fight. This amount of strength was not enough to even deal with a small foundation-building family.

"Yes, we will just die if we go, it's useless." A woman covered her face and cried, her voice full of pessimism.

Several years of escape have exhausted all their passion and courage.

Song Yulong looked at the evasive eyes of the crowd and felt very upset. He could understand their thoughts, but that didn't mean he was willing to watch them rot like this.

Some things, once lost, can never be found again.

So he loudly retorted: "Who said it's useless!"

"The family has not been defeated yet. One more person means more strength. Maybe the battlefield just needs us. One more strength means one more hope!
If our family loses the battle today, we will have to embark on the road of exile again. Tell me, are you willing to go back to those days? "

The scene was completely silent, with only Song Yulong's angry shouts echoing in everyone's ears.

The days in Zhangye could be said to be the most beautiful and peaceful time they had in recent years. If they were to go back to those precarious days, it would be better to kill them.

After a long time, a dull-looking clansman pushed through the crowd, came to Song Yulong and said, "Master, I don't want to go back to that kind of day again."

Gradually, more and more people stood up. They didn't say anything, but the expressions on their faces said it all.

"I don't want to." At this time, a slightly childish voice sounded among the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and discovered that it was a child who was not yet old enough to test spirits. He had an extremely serious expression and acted like a little adult.

Song Yulong came to the child, squatted down, stroked his soft hair and said: "You are right, we don't want to, and will not go back to those days, this time, we will defend it with our own hands."

"I'll go as well."

Hearing this, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

Song Yulong smiled and said, "You have your mission. After we leave, the family will be left to you to protect. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes, I can do it." The child nodded seriously.

Song Yulong patted his head encouragingly, looked around and said, "Clan members over sixteen and under eighty, follow me."

Together with the twenty people from the garrison, Song Yulong and Song Changxuan gathered nearly a hundred Qi training monks and took them to Cangmang Peak through the space teleportation array. "Yulong, why are you here?" Song Xianming frowned and looked at Song Changxuan. He did not recruit Song Yulong and the others.

"Grandpa, my grandson and his clansmen are here to help in the battle!" Song Yulong came in front of Song Xianming and said loudly.

Seeing his expression, Song Xianming immediately understood and said with relief: "I am very pleased that you have this intention. You two should go to Yuzhu Mountain together and help your twenty-first grandfather and the others to open up the situation."

"Grandson takes orders!"

Song Yulong bowed and accepted the order, leading this fresh force straight to Yuzhu Mountain in the rear.

At this moment, the situation in Yuzhu Mountain was extremely precarious. If it weren't for Zhu Yiqun and Song Xianyun who were holding on in the front, Yuzhu Mountain would have fallen long ago.

The battle had lasted for several hours. Both sides were already exhausted and were only able to hold on by their own perseverance.

Song Yulong and his two companions, with a force of nearly one hundred men, forcefully intervened on the battlefield. The situation suddenly reversed, and this became the key point in breaking the balance.

Seeing the reinforcements coming, the Song side's morale was immediately boosted and they began to fight back vigorously.

Upon seeing this, the elder of Lieyang Sect immediately ordered his disciples to retreat in panic.

Song Changxuan and others took the opportunity to sweep in. As the saying goes, a defeat is like a landslide. Both sides were already at the end of their strength. Now the taut string was completely broken because of the arrival of Song Yulong and others. The enemies of Lingxiu Mountain and Lingzhi Mountain had no choice but to retreat.

On a barren mountain not far from the battlefield, Song Changrong hurriedly said to Song Qingxing: "This is a great opportunity. If we charge out now, they will definitely not be able to react in time."

Unexpectedly, Song Qingxing said indifferently: "The Quasi-Heavenly Ship has no advantage against the Purple Mansion cultivators. Now that we are hiding in the dark, we have the opportunity to attack this time.

If I am exposed now, I will have no chance in the battle of Zifu. What choice should I make? My uncle should be able to see it more clearly than me."

"But... Oh, never mind, I'll just do as you say." Song Changrong sighed softly and turned to go down the mountain.

They had been here for a long time. Seeing that the war was urgent, he wanted to rush out to help several times, but was stopped by Song Qingxing.

Although he agreed with Song Qingxing's point of view, he felt more and more tormented in his heart. Since he couldn't bear to do it, he might as well turn a blind eye.

Under Song Qingxing's indifference, the remaining forces of Lieyang Sect and Rong Family withdrew safely.

Looking at this scene, He Tai was furious. It was obviously just a little bit away!
"A bunch of trash!" the man in black robe said coldly.

Zhang Yu on the side seemed indifferent, and even felt a little secretly happy in his heart. The longer this war lasted, the more beneficial it would be for the Haoran Alliance.

"Retreat, there is no chance anymore." Xu Mei said lightly, then turned and left.

Seeing this, He Tai and Rong Mingtao had to give up for the time being no matter how unwilling they were.

He Tai withdrew the remaining troops back to the garrison and looked at his disciples who had suffered heavy losses. His heart bleeds. Regardless of whether they win or lose this battle, the Lieyang Sect has been seriously damaged.

Just as he was thinking about whether to recruit affiliated forces from Yangzhou to join the war, a huge blood-eyed crow flapped its wings and flew into the tent, transforming into a tall man in a black robe.

"Why are you here?" He Tai was startled.

Bloody Eyes sneered and said, "Don't worry, no one can find me here."

Hearing this, He Tai relaxed a little, but still waved his hand to set up a ban.

Once his collusion with the evildoers is exposed, not only him, but the entire Lieyang Sect will be razed to the ground.

Blood Eyes came to the main seat and sat down, and said in a cold voice: "How is the battle going? It looks like it's very intense."

“We were only a step away from breaking through the Song family’s protective formation, but our disciples were useless and we failed in the end.

I now plan to recruit affiliated forces with Rong Mingtao to join the war, even if it means sacrificing lives, we must destroy the Song family!" He Tai said hatefully.

"No need to bother anymore. The Song clan leader is about to come out of seclusion. If the Song clan adds another third-rank formation master, do you think the number of people will still be enough?" With a wave of his sleeves, Blood Eyes said in a cold voice.

"What, he has successfully broken through?" He Tai was shocked.

Song Changsheng is a person who cannot be judged by common sense. When he was building his foundation, his hands were stained with the blood of Purple Mansion cultivators. He also had the title of the number one person under Purple Mansion. Now that he has broken through to Purple Mansion, his strength cannot be regarded as that of an ordinary cultivator.

Their advantage over the Song family was not obvious to begin with, and with the addition of Song Changsheng, their chances became even slimmer.

He Tai slumped in a rattan chair with a gloomy expression.

"actually."

At this time, Blood Eyes' voice sounded faintly: "There is another solution."

"No matter what, you must not show up!" Hearing this, He Tai thought that Bloody Eyes was going to take action himself, and he could not help but retort immediately.

As long as Xueyan takes action, he will certainly not be able to hide it from the eyes of others. After the Song family is destroyed, his Lieyang Sect will probably be destroyed soon as well.

He doesn't want to be a scapegoat.

Xueyan sneered and said, "What are you thinking? Song Xianming has a great formation to rely on, so does Song Changsheng have one? As long as we catch him, there is no need to worry about the Song family not surrendering."

Hearing this, He Tai's eyes lit up...

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ps: After some revisions, I finally kept my promise, and here are the three thousand chapters~
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