Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Fellow Daoist Peng, I will take my leave now."

Song Changsheng was anxious, so he didn't exchange too much greetings with Peng Siying. He stood up and prepared to leave.

"It's really unfortunate this time. Next time you come to Gusu, just come to Wanlong to find me. I will take you to the largest gambling stone field in Gusu to make some money. It can be regarded as my duty as a good host." Peng Siying stood up to see him off, saying sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng staggered and almost fell. It is true that the thinking of a gambler is different from that of a normal person. Which good person would play the role of a host in a casino?

He didn't dare go to the gambling stone field too often. If he walked too much at night, he would definitely see ghosts.

After making a few random remarks to get the point across, Song Changsheng ignored Hongluan's gaze and fled back to the inn.

After explaining the situation to Niu Dazhuang, the two took Zhuang Yuechan and entered the underground black market according to the address given by Peng Siying.

I have to say that the badge given by Peng Siying is very useful. The monk guarding the space teleportation array let him pass very happily after seeing it.

The three of them took the inter-domain space teleportation array and arrived at the black market base in Luoxia City in less than half an hour...

The next day, an old man in a white robe with an immortal look stood up from beside Zhuang Yuechan's bed and said to the people waiting in the room, "Young friend Zhuang is fine, you can rest assured."

After hearing the old man's words, Song Changsheng and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

Even Mu Guibai, who was usually calm, showed a smile on his face, and bowed slightly to the old man and said, "Thank you, Senior Medicine King. I have prepared a [Purple Marrow King Ginseng] as the consultation fee. Please don't refuse it.

Song Changsheng was shocked when he heard this. [Purple Marrow King Ginseng] is a rare treasure among the fourth-level lower-grade spiritual medicine. There are only a few of them in the entire Da Qi cultivation world. The consultation fee is really not cheap.

But when he thought of the identity of the person in front of him, he felt relieved.

No one knows what the old man's real name is. People who know him call him the Medicine King. He is the current master of the Medicine King Valley in the Dayu cultivation world, and a fourth-rank top-grade alchemist and physician.

In terms of medical skills, he is recognized as the best in the four realms of Da Qi, Lu, Gusu and Dayu.

With this person's status, he only needs one word to make many Jindan cultivators run around for him. It is already a condescension for them to come thousands of miles to treat a junior. Accepting a [Purple Marrow King Ginseng] is already a friendship price.

"The city lord is very thoughtful." The Medicine King stroked his gray beard lightly, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

A mere [Purple Marrow King Ginseng] is nothing to him. There is nothing in Medicine King Valley except for a lot of magical medicines.

The person he had his eyes on was Mu Guibai.

The reason why Yaowang Valley has been able to maintain its transcendent status for thousands of years is because of its friendship with these potential monks. He doesn't even need them to do anything. As long as these people exist, they are an invisible deterrent.

His eyes can not only diagnose illnesses, but also judge people. He had seen Mu Guibai once in his early years, and he judged at that time that this person was not an ordinary person, and sooner or later he would make the leap to success.

As it turned out, his judgment was correct.

But Mu Guibai's potential goes far beyond that.

If you make a good connection today, you will receive unimaginable rewards in the future.

So after receiving Mu Guibai's invitation, he came without hesitation.

"May I ask, Senior, since everything is fine, when will my disciple wake up?"

“The reason why she was unconscious was because her soul was impacted by another more powerful soul, causing her to lose herself for a short time.

When her consciousness returns from being lost and those foreign memories are discarded or integrated, she will wake up naturally. However, I cannot give you an accurate answer as to how long this process will last.

Because this is proportional to the memories her soul has received. The more she receives, the more time it will take to integrate them.

It could be as short as one or two years, or as long as dozens or even hundreds of years. "The King of Medicine smacked his lips and gave a very wide time span.

Hearing his words, Song Changsheng and Niu Dazhuang were shocked. Others didn't know, but they knew it clearly.

When Song Changsheng interrupted the fusion ceremony, Zhuang Yuechan had almost received all of Yu Shu Zhenjun's memories.

He was a Yuanying Zhenjun who lived for a thousand years during his lifetime and stayed in the cave for thousands of years after his death. His memory could be described as massive.

If Zhuang Yuechan wants to integrate them all, no matter how long it takes, it doesn’t matter. Song Changsheng can wait no matter how long it takes.

The most important question is, after Zhuang Yuechan merged Yu Shu's memories, is she Zhuang Yuechan or Yu Shu?

You know, compared with Yu Shu's vast memory, Zhuang Yuechan's short life of more than thirty years is not worth mentioning at all.

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng panicked a little, and bravely asked the Medicine King this question.

After hearing the question raised by Song Changsheng, everyone's faces turned a little ugly. It's not that they haven't thought about this question, but they have been deliberately avoiding it because they don't know how to face it after getting a negative answer.

The Medicine King looked at Song Changsheng in surprise, stroked his beard and said, "Are you the Song Changsheng, the youngest Purple Mansion cultivator in the Da Qi cultivation world?

The reputation is well deserved, and you asked a very good question."

"Senior Medicine King has a sharp gaze. What he asked is exactly what I want to know. What kind of impact will the integration of so many foreign memories have on my disciple?" Mu Guibai asked respectfully.

The Medicine King pondered for a moment, then sighed softly, "After all, they are two different individuals, with great differences in experience and personality. Fusion of memories means inheriting everything from the other, so there will definitely be an impact.

But you don't have to worry too much. Whoever it is is whoever it is. Although there are two memories, Zhuang Xiaoyou's consciousness is still the dominant one. As long as she sticks to her heart, not only can the impact be minimized, but it will also be a blessing in disguise.

I have a unique acupuncture method that can wake her up for a moment. It's up to you how to do it."

"Thank you very much, senior." Mu Guibai was overjoyed.

"It's okay." The King of Medicine waved his hand lightly, came to Zhuang Yuechan's bed, waved his finger, and Zhuang Yuechan sat up.

He didn't make any movement, but with a light flick, Zhuang Yuechan's head was covered with densely packed golden needles.

Zhuang Yuechan's beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and she looked like she was struggling hard, just like a person who suddenly had a nightmare while sleeping soundly.

"Whoo~"

The King of Medicine blew gently, and wisps of white smoke immediately emerged from the place where the golden needle was inserted.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Medicine King waved his sleeves to put away all the golden needles and said softly, "It won't be long before she wakes up. Remember to seize the time."

"Thank you, Senior. Junior Sister, please take Senior Medicine King down to rest."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingxiu stepped forward and said respectfully, "Senior Medicine King, please."

After the two left, Mu Guibai paused for a moment and said, "Yuechan is fine now, you can all go and get busy, there's no need to stay here.

Changsheng and Dazhuang stay. "Yes, sir."

Zhan Tianxia and others said goodbye and left, leaving only Song Changsheng, Niu Dazhuang and Mu Guibai.

"Tell me what's going on."

Mu Guibai had been busy with the treatment and had not had time to understand the cause and effect in detail. He only knew the general idea, so he asked this question.

Niu Dazhuang immediately told everything he knew, and emphasized the contribution made by Song Changsheng this time.

Hearing this, Mu Guibai was deeply touched. He looked at Song Changsheng and sighed slightly, "It's really hard for you."

"Teacher, I won't be shy about telling you. Yuechan is the one I love, and I do all this willingly." Song Changsheng said in a deep voice.

Mu Guibai was about to say something when his gaze turned to Zhuang Yuechan. He saw her eyelashes trembling slightly and her tightly closed eyes opened a little before slowly opening.

Seeing this, Mu Guibai came to the bedside in a flash, looked at Zhuang Yuechan who was still a little confused, and said softly: "Chan'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Master... Master..." Zhuang Yuechan's eyes regained focus, and the three blurry faces in front of the bed gradually became clear.

"Master, Changsheng, Second Brother... I'm still alive?" Zhuang Yuechan's voice was a little weak.

"Good boy, you are home now. It's okay. Master is here."

"Junior sister, do you still remember what happened at that time? Why didn't you ask for help from our master?" Niu Dazhuang hurriedly came up and asked.

This is also the thing that Song Changsheng and others are most concerned about.

By this time, Zhuang Yuechan had fully regained consciousness and gave a brief account of the whole story.

When they heard that the subsequent series of events happened because she was ambushed by the blood demon, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the three people at the same time.

The matter is very clear. Someone must have intercepted Zhuang Yuechan's message for help, otherwise it would be impossible for them not to receive it.

The blood demon is the biggest suspect.

Mu Guibai was rarely angry, and the murderous intent emanating from him made Song Changsheng feel a chill down his spine. He had every reason to believe that if the Blood Demon Cult's lair was right in front of him, Mu Guibai would rush in without mercy.

Fortunately, Mu Guibai quickly suppressed his murderous intent and blamed him in a gentle tone, "How can a mere [Genjin Qi] compare to your life? Little do you know that as long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Besides, you have only reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and it is far from the time when you need to use the spiritual objects of heaven and earth."

"Disciple knows I'm wrong." Zhuang Yuechan glanced at Song Changsheng, lowered her eyelids and admitted her mistake softly.

Seeing this, Mu Guibai's heart softened again. He was reluctant to blame her anymore. He wanted to get straight to the point, but was afraid that he would appear too serious. He sighed and said, "Changsheng, you tell her."

After saying that, he took Niu Dazhuang out, leaving the space to Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan.

Song Changsheng sat down beside the bed, helped Zhuang Yuechan up, held her cold little hand and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhuang Yuechan leaned in Song Changsheng's arms and shook her head slightly, saying with a choked voice: "I thought I would never see you again this time..."

As she spoke, tears as big as beans rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Song Changsheng panicked immediately, and hurriedly wiped her tears, saying softly: "Don't talk nonsense, isn't this fine?"

After Zhuang Yuechan's emotions calmed down a little, Song Changsheng was thinking about how to tactfully tell Zhuang Yuechan about her physical condition.

However, Zhuang Yuechan wiped the tears from her eyes, took out a fist-sized jade bottle from her bosom and handed it to him, saying softly, "I haven't prepared a gift for you to celebrate your breakthrough to the Purple Palace, so I'll make it up to you now."

"What is this?" Song Changsheng asked curiously, looking at the layers of restrictions above.

"【Gengjin Qi】."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's brain exploded. He looked at Zhuang Yuechan in disbelief and said, "You did this especially for me..."

Zhuang Yuechan put two fingers in front of Song Changsheng's mouth to stop him from continuing, then hugged him tightly and said softly: "You don't know how happy I was when I learned that you broke through the Purple Mansion. I knew that my Song Lang was the best.

But after being happy, I feel a little scared. I am afraid that you will leave me and I will never be able to catch up with you.

So I practice very hard, not wanting to be too far away from you.

But...but I was too stupid. I was stuck in the late stage of foundation building for several years and made no progress. Although I managed to break through later, there was still a huge gap between foundation building and purple mansion.

I know I will never catch up with you..."

"Stop talking." Song Changsheng's voice was trembling. He clenched his fists tightly. Veins bulged on the back of his hands. He was unaware that his nails were digging into his flesh.

He had never thought that the problems faced by Song Qingxing and Song Qingxi would fall upon him.

"No, I want to say it." Zhuang Yuechan's face was full of stubbornness.

“Your future will definitely not be limited to a small Daqi, and I shouldn’t be the only one by your side.

I only want to be your wings that soar into the wind, and do my best to help you go further and fly higher.

So, how can I give up this [Genjin Qi]? It is a spiritual object of heaven and earth that can only be encountered by chance, and if I give up, you may have to spend ten or even a hundred years looking for it.

Your time should not be wasted, you know?"

Looking at Zhuang Yuechan's pale face, Song Changsheng felt as if a string in the deepest part of his heart was touched.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly and whispered, "Don't think that way. You know, in your sea of ​​consciousness, there is all the memories of a Yuanying Zhenjun. As long as you integrate them, it will be very easy to catch up with or even surpass me.

Promise me, no matter what is in her memory, don’t be influenced by her. You are you, you are Zhuang Yuechan, the one I love the most.

No matter how long it takes, I will always wait for you, until the day you wake up. If you still remember the friendship between us, I will ask the teacher for marriage, and marry you as the mistress of the Song family in a grand ceremony. "

"Is everything you said... true?" Zhuang Yuechan looked at Song Changsheng infatuatedly, fearing that everything he said was just a dream.

Song Changsheng subconsciously tightened his arms: "Of course, of course it's true, as long as you don't forget me..."

ps: I hesitated for a long time before writing this side quest, but finally decided to give Yuechan a cheat.

I know that many fellow Taoists feel that the heroine is not well portrayed, but this is my problem, and this is my shortcoming.

However, since I have already written it, I still hope that she can go to the end with Changsheng, grow old together, and live together for generations, so I wrote it like this. Please forgive me if it is not well written. (End of this chapter)