Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Is this the [Purple Void Divine Fire]? I wonder how powerful it is." Looking at the blazing purple flame burning in his Purple Mansion furnace, Song Changsheng pondered to himself.

Although I know that my master's products will definitely not be inferior, I will always feel unsure if I don't give it a try.

With a flip of his right hand, a scaled shield appeared in his hand.

He waved his sleeve and threw the shield into the air. He pointed his finger in the air and surged magic power into it, completely activating the defense of the scale shield. Palm-sized diamond-shaped light shields appeared in the air, stacked up like fish scales.

Then Song Changsheng began to try to mobilize the [Purple Void Divine Fire] that was entangled in the Purple Mansion Furnace.

With a flick of his fingers, he felt a burning breath spreading outward from his chest, and a small ball of purple flame bloomed from his fingertips and hit the "fish scale formation" in front of him.

At the moment of contact, the [Purple Void Divine Fire] quickly spread out, burning the "Fish Scale Formation" madly. It was burned through in just a moment, and even the scale armor shield was not spared. A fist-sized hole was burned out, basically scrapping it.

Song Changsheng was secretly shocked when he saw this. A second-grade top-grade magic weapon was destroyed so easily. If it was used with all its strength, its power could definitely be described as terrifying.

However, the powerful force also brought extreme consumption. Just this one move consumed a lot of his magic power. If he really used [Cold Flame from the Earth's Core] like before, releasing a sea of ​​fire at any time, with his current level of cultivation, he would probably be drained directly.

However, with the power of [Purple Void Divine Fire], doing so would be a complete waste. Its strength should be to break the surface with a point and concentrate the power together, which can definitely give the opponent a surprise.

"Although it is not a spiritual fire, it is even stronger than a spiritual fire. Good trick, good trick. We have to celebrate."

Having learned a new skill, Song Changsheng was in a good mood. He took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a few big gulps. The clear wine went down his throat and all the pores on his body opened up. The refreshing feeling made him feel two taels lighter.

"By the way, there's also this."

Song Changsheng suddenly remembered something and reached out to touch the storage bag. A white jade slip appeared in his hand. On the side of the jade slip, the three big characters "Liuyun Hand" were written in ancient characters in a flamboyant style.

This is a small magical power dug out from the ruins of the Lieyang Sect's Gold Storage Pavilion. It is a famous skill of a Purple Mansion cultivator in the Da Qi cultivation world. He is also well-known in Da Qi, but no one knows how he fell into the hands of the Lieyang Sect.

But none of this matters. The Lieyang Sect has been destroyed, and that Purple Mansion cultivator has long since passed away. Even if Song Changsheng continues to practice, no one will bother him.

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"Chief, Master Niu from Luoxia City is here to visit. I wonder when you will be able to come out?" A deacon asked respectfully outside the heavy stone door.

Song Changsheng did not open the restriction in the training room, which meant that he was not in seclusion. Otherwise, even if he had eight hundred guts, he would not dare to disturb Song Changsheng.

"Boom"

The heavy stone door rumbled open, and Song Changsheng, with a stubble on his face, walked out. He looked at the steward and asked in confusion, "Why have I never heard of a master named Liu in Luoxia City?"

The steward did not dare to neglect and responded quickly: "In reply to the clan leader, the man claimed to be Niu Dazhuang, the first disciple of the second city lord, and said he was your senior brother. I have compared the portrait and the nameplate and confirmed that it is correct."

"Second senior brother?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was stunned at first, then overjoyed, and asked hurriedly: "Second Senior Brother has already broken through to the Purple Mansion?"

"It is confirmed that he is the great cultivator of Purple Mansion." The deacon answered with a bow, and when he looked up again, he immediately found that Song Changsheng had disappeared...

Inside the main hall of the Song family, Niu Dazhuang, dressed in shorts, sat on a rattan chair holding a teacup. He seemed a little anxious, and looked out the door from time to time.

Song Luyun, who was accompanying him, said softly, "I have sent someone to inform the clan leader. He is not in seclusion, so I think he will be here soon. Please wait for a while."

Niu Dazhuang turned a deaf ear to him and looked at Song Luyun with dissatisfaction, saying, "Why is this kid so slow? Take me to where he is in seclusion. I must catch him."

A bitter smile suddenly appeared on Song Luyun's face. She had heard that this person was impulsive and had a bad temper. Seeing him today, she found that his reputation was well-deserved.

Just as he was about to say something to comfort him, he saw a figure in a green shirt walk in from outside the hall, smiling and bowing to Niu Dazhuang, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, for ascending to the Purple Palace. I am a little late, please forgive me, Senior Brother."

"What's so great about breaking through to the Purple Palace? I'm still outdone by you." Niu Dazhuang rolled his eyes when he heard that.

He came out of retreat some time ago, and thought he was the first among his peers to break through the Purple Mansion. He was proud of it for a while, but later he was told that Song Changsheng broke through earlier than him, and his joy of breaking through the Purple Mansion disappeared without a trace.

"Breakthrough depends on luck. With your qualifications and abilities, it's only a matter of time before you surpass me. Why bother?" Song Changsheng flattered him.

Niu Dazhuang smiled brightly upon hearing this, and raised his head proudly and said, "Of course, you are just lucky. You won't be so lucky next time."

Song Luyun, who was standing by, couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand when she saw this. This guy actually believed such obvious polite words. He really... really has a kind heart.

Song Changsheng smiled and asked Niu Dazhuang to sit down. He said, "Brother, you have achieved a breakthrough in the Purple Mansion. Instead of preparing for your own Purple Mansion Ceremony, how come you have time to come to my place? Are you here to personally deliver the invitation?"

Hearing this, Niu Dazhuang's expression turned a little ugly.

Song Luyun observed his expression and quickly stood up and said, "Patriarch, there is still something going on in the Foreign Affairs Hall, so I will leave first."

Song Changsheng also noticed that something was wrong and nodded, signaling her to leave first.

After she left, Song Changsheng waved his sleeves to close the door and said in a deep voice: "Second Brother, has something happened?"

"Junior sister might have encountered some trouble in Gusu." Niu Dazhuang said in a dull voice.

"What? What happened to Yuechan? When did it happen?" Song Changsheng was shocked. He thought of many possibilities, but this was the only one he didn't think of.

“I don’t know, but it’s been several months at least.

Before going to Gusu, the junior sister made an agreement with the master to report her safety every three months. In the past few years, she had been very punctual. But now, the master has not received any message from her for half a year and cannot contact her.

Today, her soul lamp is a little dim, I am afraid her life is in danger."

"Half a year?" Song Changsheng's face was grim. Gusu was hundreds of thousands of miles away from Lingzhou, and it spanned several states. If Zhuang Yuechan really encountered a crisis that was difficult to resolve, by the time they got there, they might...

"I know it's probably a little late to rush over now, but I have already lost my third junior brother and I can't lose another little junior sister." Niu Dazhuang said hatefully with red eyes.

"No matter what, we must see the person alive or the body dead. Brother, let's set off now." Song Changsheng said without thinking.

"Okay! It's worth it for Old Niu to come here in person to tell you the news, and you haven't let down Junior Sister's friendship. Let's go now." Niu Dazhuang slapped his thigh fiercely, pulled Song Changsheng and walked out.

Song Changsheng quickly stopped him and said, "You must make preparations before going on a long journey. Brother, wait for me for a quarter of an hour."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Niu Dazhuang waved his hand impatiently.

Song Changsheng first told Song Luzhou where he was going, and then rushed to the family treasury as quickly as possible, exchanging his contribution points for 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, as well as some healing and mana-restoring elixirs. When he was about to meet up with Niu Dazhuang, he found that Song Xianming had arrived outside the treasury at some point.

"grandfather?"

"I heard from Lu Zhou that you are going to leave your family and go to Gusu?"

Song Changsheng took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, Yuechan is in trouble. It's urgent. I have to leave now. I'll have to trouble you to take care of the family."

"Sheng'er, you are the head of the clan. Have you ever thought about what the future of the family will be like if something happens to you in Gusu?" Song Xianming said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, I have always believed that the inheritance of a family does not rely on just one person, but is the result of the joint efforts of all family members.

The future of the family has never been in my hands alone, but in the millions of immortals and mortals of the Song family. The family is mine, but it is also theirs. Even if I am gone, I believe that everyone can protect the family. "Song Changsheng looked at Song Xianming and said firmly.

Song Xianming sighed and said, "Why are you doing this? Luoxia City will not sit idly by."

"I am the patriarch of the family, but more importantly, I am a man. I have the obligation and responsibility to protect the woman I love.

This is a world that values ​​matching. You are an experienced person, and you should know how much determination and courage Yuechan needs to choose to be with me. I can't let her down."

Song Changsheng's voice was a little hoarse.

When he and Zhuang Yuechan were engaged to each other, he was not yet the number one among the younger generation, nor was he the youngest Purple Mansion cultivator in Da Qi.

However, Zhuang Yuechan is the direct descendant of Jindan Zhenren, and there are rumors that she will inherit the mantle of the city lord in the future. She has a bright future, and young talents who want to become her Taoist partner can line up from Bianzhou to Lingzhou.

And he is just the young patriarch of a declining family. He seems to be full of vigor and vitality, but looking at the cultivation world of Da Qi, he is at most a man of some talent, and is not even worthy of the eyes of those in higher positions.

Marrying into an ordinary Purple Mansion force is considered marrying up, not to mention the direct disciple of the city lord.

Even though the Song family later became the Zifu family, the gap between them and Luoxia City was still endless.

A standard poor boy and a beautiful, rich girl scenario.

Even so, Zhuang Yuechan still stood firmly with him and took the initiative to announce their relationship to the world. You can imagine how many difficulties and obstacles she faced in this process.

From that moment on, Song Changsheng secretly made up his mind that he would never let her down in this life.

Now that she is in trouble, Song Changsheng can't just stand here and watch.

Song Xianming understands his grandson well. Once he has made up his mind, he will not change it no matter what.

With a long sigh, Song Xianming waved his hand and took out a red and black double-eared halberd and handed it to Song Changsheng.

"Is this... the [Mountain-Shaking Halberd] that was the original magic weapon of Ancestor Yungui?" Song Changsheng said in surprise as he looked at the halberd in front of him that exuded terrifying power.

“Yes, this is the magic weapon left by Uncle Jiu. It weighs three thousand pounds and can break mountains and stop rivers. Since Uncle Jiu’s death, no one in the family has been able to wield it.

Your physical training level is quite good, with it in hand, you will be even more powerful!"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng knew that Song Xianming had given in. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "If you take it out now, aren't you afraid that I will lose this treasure of the family?"

"Snapped"

As soon as Song Changsheng finished speaking, he was slapped on the head.

Song Xianming's eyes widened with anger, and he said unhappily, "I gave it to you because I wanted you to come back alive, not to die outside."

"Just talk, why use violence?" Song Changsheng muttered, then reached out to take the [Mountain-Shaking Halberd]. He did not use magic power, but physical strength. The moment he took it, the floor under his feet suddenly shattered.

"Wow, it's so heavy."

Song Changsheng tried to swing it a few times, but it immediately made him so tired that he couldn't help but be amazed.

"A large amount of black gold was added when this halberd was refined. It is extremely heavy. Just because you can pick it up doesn't mean you can use it. You are already pretty good."

Song Changsheng suddenly realized what he was saying, and thought to himself, "If I use the [Five Beasts Combat Body], this treasure will be just right for me."

Putting away the Mountain Shaking Halberd, Song Changsheng bowed to Song Xianming solemnly and said, "Grandpa, there is no time to lose. I will set off now."

"Go, and bring my future granddaughter-in-law back safely." Song Xianming reached out and patted Song Changsheng on the shoulder, saying encouragingly.

After bidding farewell to Song Xianming, Song Changsheng rushed back to the main hall as quickly as possible to reunite with Niu Dazhuang.

"Why did you take so long? I thought you regretted it."

As soon as I got outside the door, I heard Niu Dazhuang's loud voice yelling.

Song Changsheng didn't intend to explain too much, and said directly: "We have prepared some things, let's go now."

"Okay." Niu Dazhuang nodded, waved his hand and took out a magic weapon that was two meters long, six feet wide, and shaped like a canoe.

"This is a flying shuttle, a lower-grade third-level one. Its speed far exceeds that of a flying boat of the same level. Let's take this, it's fast." Niu Dazhuang took the initiative to explain.

"There actually is such a thing." Song Changsheng was overjoyed. Having a third-order flying shuttle could save at least one third of their time, and Zhuang Yuechan's chance of survival was greater.

The two of them didn't delay any longer, and stepped onto the shuttle, turning into a stream of light and speeding towards the east...

On the Cangmang Peak, Song Xianming looked at the shuttle flying away and sighed quietly. It was unknown whether they would meet again after this departure.

It’s not that he is too pessimistic, it’s just that there are too many variables and dangers in long journeys.

Be it the Song family or Luoxia City, neither has any roots in the Gusu cultivation world, and no one will give them face. After this, they can only rely entirely on themselves.

"You must... come back alive."

...(End of chapter)