Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 395 Ding Qi
"It seems like someone is challenging you over there."

Song Changsheng's hearing was so outstanding that he could hear everyone's voice clearly in the entire martial arts arena. The moment the word "challenge" came out, it attracted his attention.

Following his gaze, the steward suddenly realized, "It's Wu Chi and Jiang Ling. In addition to his unshakable physical training every day, Wu Chi is also a martial arts fanatic and likes to spar with others the most.

Qin Ze, Qin Yu, Song Xue, all those who ranked high in the exams were challenged by him, and this time it seems that he has set his sights on Jiang Ling."

"Oh? He lives up to his name. How's his winning rate?" Song Changsheng crossed his arms and said calmly.

The deacon thought for a moment and said, "He defeated Qin Ze and Song Xue, but lost three times in a row to Qin Yu. What they are exposed to now are the most basic spells. Without using magic tools, it is difficult to break Wu Chi's defense."

"Qin Ze lost, but Qin Yu won. Are the magic they practiced different?"

The deacon said with a strange look on his face: "That's not the case. Everyone is treated the same here."

"When Qin Yu fights with others, he never takes the usual approach. No matter what dirty tricks or dirty moves they are, he will just use them. He is a martial arts idiot. He has become obsessed with martial arts. His brain is not as smart as Qin Yu's."

As he spoke, Zhi Shiwu couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to rub his swollen temples. It was obvious that mentioning this matter gave him a headache.

Song Changsheng raised his lips slightly and said soothingly, "Don't worry, uncle. Being too upright is not necessarily a good thing, and being mean is not necessarily a bad thing.

The family needs people like Wu Chi and Qin Ze who follow the rules, and also people like Qin Yu who don’t follow the rules. As long as they can serve the family wholeheartedly, they are all talents worth cultivating.”

"Chief, there is no order without rules. Breaking the rules is not always a good thing sometimes." The deacon said worriedly.

Song Changsheng disagreed: "As long as he doesn't do anything out of line, there's no need to suppress him deliberately."

"This..." The deacon wanted to say something else, but he saw that the challenge over there had already begun.

The deacon on duty designated a separate area for the two men and called all the disciples who were practicing in the martial arts field over. The fight between the two was worth watching and learning from.

Jiang Ling stood on the right side of the makeshift arena, her little face full of indifference.

Wu Chi and Jiang Ling stood opposite each other, their feet firmly in bow stance, their eyes full of excitement.

"Uncle, who do you think has a better chance of winning between these two?"

“It’s hard to say. The first three levels of body training are tendons, bones, and skin. Wu Chi has already made some progress in tendon training, comparable to a cultivator at the third level of Qi training. Jiang Ling is still some distance away from the second level of Qi training. It’s difficult for her to defeat Wu Chi.

Unless she can use her advantage in physical skills to wear down Wu Chi, there is hope of winning." The deacon shook his head slightly, obviously not optimistic about Jiang Ling.

Song Changsheng couldn't say for sure, but that was precisely why this competition was so interesting.

"Please enlighten me!"

Wu Chi bowed in a muffled voice, and when he looked up again, he found that Jiang Ling was gone.

Just as he was feeling strange, Wu Chi suddenly felt a pain in his left waist and fell flat on his face.

When he turned around, he found Jiang Ling with her arms folded across her chest, looking down at him condescendingly.

It turned out that Jiang Ling took advantage of Wu Chi's bowing to move behind him with her agile body and kicked him unexpectedly.

He was kicked down as soon as he came up. Even Wu Chi couldn't stand it anymore. He said with a red face: "You...you sneak attack."

Jiang Ling couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Why, is this your first time meeting?
Deacon Yan said that the ring is a battlefield. Will the enemy salute you before attacking? If I had a magic weapon in my hand just now, you would have been seriously injured if not killed."

"Is that what Qingyan said?" Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows. He had to say that what he said was very correct.

"She's just as unruly as you."

"I can beat that big fool, but you can't. That's the difference between us.

I think what Sister Jiang Ling said is quite right. What's the sentence in the textbook? Yes, great minds think alike. "Qin Yu was not ashamed, but proud.

Qin Ze turned his head away, looking as if he didn't know him...

On the ring, Wu Chi thought for a while after hearing Jiang Ling's words, then he resumed his stance, nodded seriously and said, "Thank you for your advice."

"Humph."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly, pointed her toes, and jumped up lightly. She clenched her fists, which were covered with a layer of light mist, and blasted towards Wu Chi's face.

"drink!"

Wu Chi's legs were nailed to the ground, the muscles in his right arm bulged in an instant, and his big fist cut through the air and slammed towards Jiang Ling.

Just when the two fists with seriously disproportionate size were about to collide with each other, Jiang Ling's spiritual power exploded, transforming her fist into a palm, directly grasping Wu Chi's wrist and turning 180 degrees in the air.

The tall and strong Wu Chi was unexpectedly thrown to the ground with his face landing first. It was so painful that you can't even describe it.

Seeing this, the crowd watching was suddenly in an uproar. In the past, it was always Wu Chi who threw others down, but when had anyone ever thrown him down?
"Wu Chi practiced the most stable lower body technique, 'Moving As Still As A Mountain'. Jiang Ling's strength was shaken so easily. Could it be that her strength is stronger than Wu Chi's?"

Hearing the deacon's surprise, Song Changsheng shook his head and said, "Wu Chi originally injected his blood and energy into his legs, which were rooted in the ground like an old tree, making his lower body as stable as Mount Tai.

But the moment Jiang Ling grabbed Wu Chi's wrist, she used the spiritual power in her body to impact Wu Chi's body, causing his blood and qi to stagnate briefly, which unexpectedly made him fall.

This Jiang Ling is really clever. "

Song Changsheng looked at Jiang Ling with eyes full of admiration. He liked people who could use their brains before fighting.

"So that's how it is." After hearing Song Changsheng's explanation, the deacon immediately showed a bitter smile on his face.

This move is only useful at their current level. When their levels are higher, their body's reaction speed will increase greatly. If they continue to use this method at that time, they will be giving their opponents a loophole.

“Being able to adopt the right strategy at the right time is also a talent. Moreover, she must have carefully studied Wu Chi’s fighting habits, otherwise she wouldn’t have won so cleanly.

There is no need to watch this battle anymore, the final winner will definitely be Jiang Ling, let's go."

Song Changsheng smiled, then turned and left, and the deacon hurriedly followed.

The two walked down from the martial arts field and came to the mountainside, where there were scattered buildings standing around.

Since the back mountain was developed, the Wind Whisper Palace was also moved here in its entirety, and its secrecy has been greatly increased compared to before.

Except for a few people in the family, most people do not have the permission to go near the back mountain.

Song Changsheng walked around everywhere, but didn't do anything, just showing his face. "Hey, where's that kid named Ding Qi?" Song Changsheng looked around and found that an acquaintance was missing.

"The clan leader forgot that since he was chosen by you, he has not participated in these daily courses. He should be practicing in the cave now."

"I haven't seen you for several years, and I really forgot about it. Take me there to have a look." Song Changsheng was speechless. It had been six or seven years in a flash, and he could no longer remember the details.

The two of them came to a cave near a pond. The steward stepped forward and said loudly, "Ding Qi, the clan leader is here. Come out and greet him quickly."

The two didn't have to wait long before a tall and thin young man walked out of the cave. He was wearing a standard black shirt and had a stern face. His pair of black and white eyes were as deep as the pool of water next to him.

He quickly came to Song Changsheng, knelt on one knee, and said in a slightly excited voice: "Ding Qi, meet the clan leader!"

Looking at this "guinea pig" chosen by himself, Song Changsheng felt a lot of emotions.

He reached out and held his arm to help him up, and said with emotion: "After so many years, you have grown so much. Your cultivation has even reached the fifth level of Qi training. Not bad. It seems that these years have not been wasted."

Ding Qi's aptitude is not outstanding, but he has achieved such an accomplishment at this age, which shows how hard he has practiced over the years.

Seeing that Song Changsheng still remembered him, Ding Qi became even more excited and quickly bowed and said, "Patriarch, you are too kind. This is all thanks to the mental method you bestowed upon me."

Speaking of the mental method, Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

After he helped Xiaojiu wake up, he had the idea of ​​improving the Song family's existing mental method.

The experimental subject he chose was the "Introduction to Qi Training" which was already popular at the time. After several improvements, he gave the final version to Ding Qi to practice.

After so many years, he also wanted to know how effective the "Qi Training Guide" that he improved was.

"Ding Qi, tell me the truth, have you made any mistakes while practicing "A Brief Introduction to Qi Training" over the years?" Song Changsheng said seriously.

Seeing Song Changsheng asking, Ding Qi quickly replied: "I have not noticed anything wrong with my practice over the years. I just feel that the speed of practice is much faster than the "Thousand Mountains Sutra" I practiced before.

There is no comparison between the previous "Qi Training Guide" and the one you have improved."

Although he spoke with certainty, Song Changsheng still had doubts in his heart. He frowned and said, "Please stretch out your hand."

Ding Qi did not dare to delay and quickly extended his right hand.

Song Changsheng stretched out his thumb and middle finger, pinched his Neiguan and Waiguan acupoints. A ray of spiritual consciousness followed his fingertips into Ding Qi's body and circulated around. He did not find anything wrong, so he felt relieved.

He took out a jade slip from his bosom and said, "This is the second half of the 'Introduction to Qi Training', the 'Introduction to Foundation Building', which is enough to practice to the foundation building stage.

Different from the first half of your practice, this part was created by me based on "A Brief Introduction to Qigong Practice" and similar mental methods.

The variables in it far exceed those in "Qi Training Guide". If you are willing to practice, I can teach you. If you are not interested, I will give you another second-level mental method as your reward."

Hearing this, Ding Qi knelt down in front of Song Changsheng without any hesitation and said, "Disciple is willing to learn. Please give me some advice, Master."

His idea was actually very simple. Since he had finally managed to hold on to Song Changsheng's strong leg, there was no way he would let go and would just go all the way to the end.

Seeing his firm attitude, Song Changsheng sighed, handed the jade slip to him and said, "If that's the case, then you can take it. If there is anything wrong with your cultivation, report to me in time. This is related to the path of Taoism, so you must be careful."

Hearing the concern in Song Changsheng's words, Ding Qi felt warm in his heart and knocked heavily, saying, "Disciple will remember this."

"Yeah." Song Changsheng nodded, and suddenly something occurred to him: "You are almost an adult, what are your plans for the future?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Qi looked up at Song Luhe who was standing next to Song Changsheng, not knowing how to answer.

"Chief, it's like this. After this group of people reach adulthood, most of them will be sent out to serve as spies. As for where they will be sent specifically, it has not been decided yet."

"I see, Ding Qi. I'm giving you a chance to make your own choice now. You can boldly express any ideas you have in front of me." Song Changsheng's eyes were full of encouragement.

Hearing this, Ding Qi hesitated.

He has only two options in the future. One is to stay in Fengyu Palace and do some work such as security, intelligence gathering, and communication.

The second is to be sent out as a spy as Song Luhe said, to collect intelligence for the family.

If it were someone else, they would definitely choose the first path, which is safe and risk-free, with good pay, and they would often be in the family, giving them some chance to make meritorious contributions.

Once released, they will lie dormant and hide for years or even decades. After all, only a few can make great contributions, while most of them die quietly in a corner where no one cares.

It is obvious which path is better.

But Dante 7 made a surprising choice.

"Clan leader, I want to be sent out."

Song Changsheng's face flashed with surprise, and he asked solemnly, "Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it. My family has given me life and raised me. I want to do more for them." Ding Qi said in a deep voice.

"Since you have the heart to repay your clan, I won't say anything more. I will allow you to freely choose the time to go out, and then I will choose a suitable online for you."

"Thank you, Patriarch, for your support." Ding Qi was overjoyed. This way, he would have enough time to prepare!

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After leaving Fengyu Palace, Song Changsheng's mood was slightly up and down. The development of Fengyu Palace over the years has exceeded his expectations.

The blueprint that I drew in my mind seems to be being realized little by little.

"It seems... I can take bigger steps." Song Changsheng stroked his beard lightly, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, surging spiritual energy gathered at the waist of Cangmang Peak, and endless spiritual energy formed a huge cyclone in the sky above Cangmang Peak.

"This is... the place where Xier is in seclusion. Is Xier about to break through?" Song Changsheng's face changed slightly. This was not a trivial matter. Even with the blessing of the [Foundation Building Pill], there was still a possibility of failure in the breakthrough.

Just as Song Changsheng was about to go over to take a look, a force suddenly erupted not far from the cyclone, forming a second cyclone.

"Two people broke through at the same time?" Song Changsheng's face changed suddenly.

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(End of this chapter)