Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Hearing Song Changsheng's call, the [Five Elements Creation Seal] suddenly rushed out from the storage bag, emitting dazzling colorful light.

Magic power poured into it continuously, and the sounds of tiger roars and dragon roars could be heard faintly.

"boom"

[Five Elements Creation Seal] fell heavily towards the shadow projected by the brocade box, and Su Ding's illusory face instantly turned into a spot of light and dissipated.

"puff--"

Song Changsheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt his knees go weak. He collapsed to the ground, his temples throbbing and his head aching...

Qingzhou, Jinwu Mountains, Jinyang Peak.

In a huge palace located on the top of a mountain, Su Ding, who was sitting cross-legged on a green cushion, suddenly opened his eyes, and his vulture-like eyes reflected a sharp light.

"Damn it, it was almost there!"

Su Ding's old face was full of anger. It was already a loss of face for him to launch a sneak attack on a junior with his status. Not only did the sneak attack fail, but one of his soul projections was also destroyed.

Although it didn't cause much damage to him, it was still a bit embarrassing.

He stood up and carefully recalled what had happened, but did not find any mistakes. Song Changsheng had indeed woken up early.

"Are you the reincarnation of a great man, or is your soul different from that of ordinary people?" Su Ding narrowed his eyes slightly. This test could be said to have ended in failure because the result was very unsatisfactory.

Faced with his sudden attack, Song Changsheng did not show any extraordinary abilities, but simply relied on his extremely strong willpower to expel his power.

From this perspective, Song Changsheng doesn't seem to be the reincarnation of a powerful person.

But the time when he woke up was very strange, just when he was asking the key questions.

If that question hadn't touched Song Changsheng's nerves, how could he have subconsciously resisted?
This is highly questionable.

Although he did not get a definite answer from Song Changsheng, in Su Ding's heart, Song Changsheng was still a very strong suspect.

"I have to find an opportunity to try him again." Su Ding stroked his beard with his right hand, thinking secretly.

As long as he wanted, it would be easy to deal with Song Changsheng or even the entire Song family, but he had to first determine whether it was worth doing so.

At this moment when the Tianmai Sect and Luoxia City are getting closer and closer, taking open action against the Song family will definitely prompt the two families to unite. By then, the Jinwu Sect will be caught in the middle and will definitely have a hard time.

In this situation, it would be fine if he obtained the method of reincarnation. After his death, the future of the Jinwu Sect would have nothing to do with him.

Because as long as he is still there, he can rebuild the Jinwu Sect from scratch.

If he hadn't obtained the secret technique, after his death, the Jinwu Sect would have been completely suppressed by the united Luoxia City and Tianmai Sect, and the price would have been too high.

The interests of the Jinwu Sect can be sacrificed, but the sacrifice must be valuable.

Just like the last time he conspired to ambush the Black Dragon Demon King, as long as he can achieve his goal, anyone in the Da Qi cultivation world can be sacrificed by him.

Therefore, he wanted to find an opportunity to try Song Changsheng again. As long as he was sure that Song Changsheng was the reincarnation of a powerful man, he would be able to accept any price!
……

On a small flying boat returning from Lingzhou to Qingzhou, Xia Qingxue found Su Ye and asked coldly, "Don't you have another mission? It only takes three days for us to return to Jinyang Peak?"

Su Ye smiled and said, "My mission has been completed."

"Oh?" Xia Qingxue frowned slightly.

Without waiting for her to continue asking, Su Ye revealed Su Ding's plan and purpose, and at the end he said meaningfully: "I knew that the young master had a friendship with the Song family, so I didn't tell you clearly at the beginning.

But now, considering the time, the ancestor should have succeeded, all for the sake of the sect, I hope the young master will not blame me."

"Since you know the relationship between me and the Song family, why do you still do this?" Xia Qingxue's expression was cold and her tone became unfriendly.

“Don’t worry, young master. I am just asking a question. If he knows nothing, this will be just a dream to him. It will not leave any traces and will not hurt him.

If he is really the reincarnation of a powerful person, the ancestor will not use force, but will use treasures to exchange with him equally, and will never let him suffer any loss. "

What he said was not to whitewash Su Ding, but to reveal Su Ding's true plan.

This is not because his character is so noble that he can treat an ant fairly and justly, but because he has to act this way.

He could indeed capture Song Changsheng and use the soul-searching method to forcibly extract Song Changsheng's memory, but the information obtained from the soul-searching method was often incomplete. With this advanced method, a slight mistake could lead to a huge error. He did not dare to gamble with his own life.

Equal exchange is the safest way.

Hearing this, Xia Qingxue's expression eased slightly. She glanced at Su Ye and said calmly, "I advise you to keep this matter to yourself. Once it gets out, not only will the reputation of our master be ruined, but the reputation of the entire sect will also be affected."

"This kind of shameful thing is not worth publicizing. Little Grandmaster, just rest assured." Su Ye shook his head with a wry smile. If it wasn't for his own ancestor, with his character, he would never do such a despicable thing.

Xia Qingxue said nothing, but turned her head and looked quietly in the direction of Lingzhou...

In the study, Song Changsheng slowly woke up, and waves of tearing pain came from the depths of his soul. He frowned and murmured in confusion: "What's wrong with me..."

"Master, you're awake." Xiaojiu's voice sounded in his mind.

"Xiaojiu, what happened?" Song Changsheng stood up with difficulty, holding on to the bookshelf beside him, and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu immediately recounted what happened, and added at the end: "The memory that belongs to you may have been erased."

After listening to its narration, Song Changsheng broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he woke up at the critical moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Could it be that someone from the Jinwu Sect has seen through my origins?" Song Changsheng felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. Although he didn't know who had attacked him, there was no doubt that the other party was a Jindan Zhenren.

“No, if I had been seen through, he wouldn’t have used this method to test me. He should have just been suspicious, and he didn’t necessarily doubt whether I was a time traveler.

After all, the identity of a time traveler is worthless to a Jindan Zhenren, so there is no need to go to great lengths to test me."

Soon, Song Changsheng sorted out his thoughts and felt relieved.

"Since they failed to succeed this time, they will definitely not give up easily. Xiaojiu, do you have any good ideas?"

"Master, I found a Soul Locking Technique for you. After practicing it, it can add a layer of protection to your memory. No one can violate it."

As he spoke, a large amount of information poured into Song Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

After reading it, Song Changsheng felt much calmer.

He walked to the secret compartment and picked up the brocade box that had opened by itself. Inside was a ring engraved with mysterious runes. The ring base was pure black, and there was a red jade stone on top that looked like an eyeball. "[Magic Stone], no wonder, no wonder."

With just one glance, Song Changsheng recognized the origin of the jade on the ring. The [Magic Stone] has the function of storing and amplifying divine thoughts. The person who made the move placed his divine thoughts on this ring to achieve an unexpected effect.

If nothing unexpected happened, some special means must have been applied to the red cloth to achieve that unexpected effect.

Playing with the [Magic Ring] in his hand, Song Changsheng's face was a little gloomy. After all, the method provided by Xiaojiu was only a temporary solution, and the problem must be solved from the root.

"The Jinwu Sect... is really under a lot of pressure..." Song Changsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. The gap in strength was too big, so big that he could only look up to them.

Even though he almost lost his life this time, he could only swallow his anger and even pretend that he didn't know about it, as if nothing had happened.

"Only those who have reached the Jindan stage can have the right to speak. Jinwu Sect, if there is a chance, I will definitely repay what happened today!" Song Changsheng secretly took note of this and put away the [Magic Ring].

Although he had just been fooled by the ring, he had to admit that it was indeed a gift of great value, no less valuable than a magic weapon.

Wearing it on your body can enhance your spiritual power.

When fighting against the enemy, it can even disturb other people's souls.

"Master, you need to heal your wounds." Xiao Jiu reminded in a low voice in Song Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Song Changsheng expelled the force that invaded his sea of ​​consciousness at the critical moment, the price he paid was not small, and his soul was almost torn apart.

If not treated in time, it will definitely leave irreversible hidden injuries.

Enduring the severe pain coming from his soul, Song Changsheng came to the cold pool on Cangmang Peak.

The extreme cold power contained in the cold pool is very effective in healing injuries to the soul.

Feeling the biting cold enveloping himself, the blood in Song Changsheng's body seemed to have stopped flowing.

His consciousness gradually faded, and Song Changsheng fell into a deep sleep...

"Clan leader, clan leader."

I don’t know how much time had passed before a slightly anxious voice woke Song Changsheng up.

Song Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense he saw a figure wandering restlessly outside the cold pool.

"Is it Qing Ming? Did something happen to the family?" Song Changsheng counted with his fingers and found that he had only been in the Hanchi for less than a month. In such a short time, nothing major should have happened.

His body shook, shattering the ice crystals that were tightly wrapped around him. Song Changsheng flew out with extremely cold air and came in front of Song Qingming.

"What happened?" Song Changsheng frowned.

The chill from Song Changsheng's body that had not yet dissipated made Song Qingming shiver subconsciously, and he hurriedly said, "Patriarch, please go and have a look. The Great Elder is dying."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was greatly shocked. Although Song Luzhou was the actual elder of the family, everyone was still used to calling him Song Xianyun.

Therefore, after hearing Song Qingming's report, Song Changsheng suddenly felt dizzy. If Song Qingming had not been quick to step forward and support him, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

Without having time to ask any further questions, Song Changsheng rolled up Song Qingming with a wave of his sleeves, and turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to Song Xianyun's residence.

When he arrived, all the elders and clan elders of the family had gathered outside Song Xianyun's courtyard. The scene was quiet, with only the occasional sobbing and wiping of tears sounds.

"Chief, you are finally here. The great elder has always wanted to see you." Seeing Song Changsheng coming, an elder hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Has it really reached the last step?" Song Changsheng asked in a hoarse voice.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, Song Changsheng still found it difficult to accept when the day came.

"The situation is almost over and there is no way to save the situation. You should go in and take a look. The supreme elder and the general affairs elder have already gone in." The clan elder said with a dejected look.

Song Changsheng walked quickly to Song Xianyun's room. As soon as he entered the room, he found that Song Xianyun, who had originally looked haggard and listless, had actually sat up from the bed and was chatting and laughing with Song Xianming, Song Luzhou and others beside him.

His face had regained its rosy color and his voice had become sonorous and powerful.

Song Changsheng was happy at first when he saw this, but he soon realized that Song Xianyun was not getting better, but... a last gasp of vitality!
Suppressing the grief in his heart, Song Changsheng walked to Song Xianyun's bed with light steps, bowed, and said softly: "Grandpa Twenty-one, your grandson is here."

Perhaps he himself did not even realize that his voice had unconsciously trembled.

Seeing Song Changsheng, Song Xianyun showed a trace of joy on his face. He patted Song Xianming's hand and said, "Brother, you guys go out first. I want to talk to Sheng'er alone."

Song Xianming's body trembled slightly, then he nodded calmly and said, "Okay."

"Uncle Twenty-One..." Song Luzhou's voice was a little difficult.

"Lu Zhou, remember what I said, and share more of the burden for Sheng'er in the future." Song Xianyun patted his shoulder gently, his eyes full of encouragement.

"I will never forget the teachings of my twenty-first uncle." Song Luzhou lowered his head silently, tears already welling up in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Song Changsheng just felt a little blocked in his heart.

Song Xianming pulled Song Luzhou out, leaving the space to Song Changsheng.

"Grandpa Twenty-One, you..."

"No need to say more, I know it all. Help me down and take a walk." Song Xianyun smiled kindly, without any fear of death.

Song Changsheng walked forward and carefully helped Song Xianyun up, and walked a few steps with him in the room.

After only a few feet, Song Xianyun felt a little exhausted and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm old, I can't walk more than a few steps."

Song Changsheng felt a little sore at the corners of his eyes. Song Xianyun today was no different from those mortals who were in their twilight years and were about to die. He could hardly sense any vitality in him.

"Let me help you sit over there." Song Changsheng said softly.

"it is good."

He helped Song Xianyun sit on the rattan chair, put his fingers on his meridians to check his physical condition, and the magic power flowed through his meridians. Song Changsheng's heart slowly sank...

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ps: I just got off the train and checked into the hotel. I only have time to turn on the computer now. I apologize for the late update.

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