Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 399: The First Drop of Blood
The sword in Song Qingyun's hand rushed left and right like a spirit snake, and soon several figures turned into pieces and fell down.

Behind him, Song Qinghong and Song Qingyuan followed closely, protecting Song Qingyun's back and flanks.

Although the three were teammates who were temporarily arranged together, their cooperation was not chaotic at all, and they quickly killed a small half of the "villagers" who pounced on them.

Each one of them was broken into eight pieces. Unless the broken limbs were reassembled and blood was dripping to regenerate, they would be dead beyond death.

Mortals are mortals after all. Although they have gained tenacious vitality, their foundation is still there and it is almost impossible for them to pose a threat to cultivators. At most, they can only consume some of their spiritual power.

Strangely, the silkworm soul standing under the big willow tree had no intention of taking action. It just crossed its arms and watched coldly as its "masterpieces" were killed one by one...

On the other side, Song Qingqian, who planned to take advantage of the situation, chased the streak of light all the way to a wasteland dozens of miles away from Daliusi Village.

Seeing that it had no intention of stopping, Song Qingqian swung his sword, and a ray of sword energy shot out, instantly hitting the stream of light in the air, and a dark figure fell straight down from the sky.

"So weak?"

Song Qingqian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him, cautiously approaching the black-robed man lying on the ground.

Before he could get close, the man in black robe on the ground shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a punctured ball.

Song Qingqian was startled and quickly stepped forward and picked up a somewhat tattered black robe from the ground. Under the black robe was actually a complete skin, with the facial features clearly visible and without any trace of flesh and blood remaining.

"A piece of skin makes it so difficult for me to chase it. What kind of magic is this?" Song Qingqian frowned. He had never heard of such a strange magic.

However, this also indirectly shows that the opponent is not strong, otherwise he would not have to do this trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.

"So, what will you do next?"

Song Qingqian looked towards the direction of Daliushan Village...

With the tacit cooperation of the three people, most of the "villagers" were strangled to death, and the black blood on the ground mixed with rain water gathered into a stream.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the concentration of the white fog reached its peak at this moment.

Suddenly, the silkworm soul that had been standing under the big willow tree moved, and waved the white flag in its hand quickly in the rainstorm. An invisible force pulled the thick fog in the air and injected it into the white flag.

Just when Song Qingyun and the other two killed all the remaining "villagers", the white mist in the air was completely absorbed into the white flag in the silkworm soul's hand.

"Hahaha, it worked. I finally managed to refine the [Extreme Yin Blood Banner]."

The silkworm soul held high the white flag in its hand and laughed wildly, leaving Song Qingyun and the others looking puzzled.

"This old guy might be crazy." Song Qingyuan cursed in a low voice.

Looking at the white banner in the Silkworm Soul's hand, Song Qingyun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't be careless, he was deliberately delaying time just now, just to refine the white banner in his hand.

Since he went to such great lengths, the white flag must be something extraordinary. I will lead the attack and you two will support me."

"Don't worry." Song Qinghong replied straightforwardly.

"Yeah." Song Qingyuan seemed a little reluctant.

"Let's go!"

Song Qingyun tapped his toes lightly and shot out at once. The sword in his hand cut through the rain curtain and pierced straight into Canhun's heart.

"You overestimate your abilities!" A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the silkworm soul. He snorted coldly and inserted the white banner in his hand into the muddy soil in front of him. The bone-chilling chill turned into a series of cold poisonous snakes and pounced towards Song Qingyun.

"Ninth level of Qi training?" Song Qingyun's heart trembled. This was the result he least wanted to see, but since things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and do it.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Song Qingyun's wrist turned rapidly, and the long sword formed an impenetrable barrier in front of him, strangling all the "poisonous snakes" transformed by the extreme cold force.

Then he put his fingers together like a sword and wiped the snow-white sword. The magic sword was immediately covered with a layer of golden light and fought with the silkworm soul.

Song Qinghong and Song Qingyuan also attacked from the left and right, but they did not dare to get too close. After all, Silkworm Soul's cultivation was much higher than theirs. If they were caught in a flaw, they would either die or be injured.

Even though it was just harassing from the side, it still caused a lot of trouble to the Silkworm Soul, and the pressure on it was enormous.

The cultivation level of the young man in front of him was obviously one level lower than his, but his moves were extraordinary. Both his body movement and swordsmanship were top-notch. Together with two people at the sixth level of Qi training, they actually suppressed him.

"Hmph, do you think you are the only one with helpers? Corpse One, Corpse Two, come and help me!" The silkworm soul snorted coldly and shouted at a place not far away.

The next moment, two figures rushed out from the rainy night.

Faced with the sudden change, Song Qingyun and others quickly withdrew. After they stood firm, they looked carefully and found that there were two more figures beside Canhun.

Their faces were pale, with large patches of dead spots on their skin, their eyes flashed with a green light, and there was an aura of death all over their bodies.

Song Qingyuan quickly took out two portraits, compared them, and exclaimed, "These are the two people who disappeared from the Chen family."

"He has actually turned them into something neither human nor ghost. If they are like these villagers, then this battle will be dangerous." Song Qinghong's tone was a little solemn, and he subconsciously tightened the magic sword in his hand.

According to previous experience, once they become like this, ordinary means are ineffective against them, and their bodies must be destroyed or their heads must be chopped off to make them completely lose their combat ability.

Previously, they were facing some mortals. Although there were many of them, they were not a cause for concern. With their cultivation level, they could easily deal with them.

But the two people in front of him are different. They both had the cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training in their previous lives. No one knows whether their current strength is stronger or weaker than before. Originally, they only had a slight advantage in the three-on-one situation, and now it has become three-on-three. It will be difficult to win this battle.

Song Qingyun's expression also became somewhat solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You guys hold them off for me, and I will handle the Silkworm Soul."

"Can you handle it alone?" Song Qinghong said worriedly.

"This is the best solution at the moment. Don't worry, I am still somewhat confident."

"Okay, Qingyuan, let's go together."

Song Qinghong let out a delicate cry, and rushed forward with Song Qingyuan, blocking Corpse One and Corpse Two respectively, while Song Qingyun faced the Silkworm Soul alone.

"Hehehe, you are the only one left now. Let's see what you have to fight me." The silkworm soul laughed ferociously, and the white flag in his hand turned, turning into blood red. An extremely strong smell of blood immediately spread.

Faced with the provocation of the silkworm soul, Song Qingyun didn't waste any time and chose to strike first.

"[Water Dragon Roar]"

A slightly illusory shadow of a one-horned dragon appeared behind him, opened its huge mouth and let out a loud dragon roar.

"hold head high--"

Layer upon layer of sound waves rushed towards the silkworm soul like raging waves, and all the raindrops burst wherever they passed.

"laugh"

The silkworm soul felt as if he was trapped in a big bell, his head was buzzing and even blood was dripping from his ears.

Song Qingyun took the opportunity to rush forward, and his sword energy was like a rainbow, piercing straight into the heart of the silkworm soul.

"Ghost slave, save me..."

The silkworm soul let out a fierce laugh, and the sounds of evil ghosts wailing were suddenly heard around him. One after another, hideous evil ghosts emerged from the blood flag that was transformed from the white flag, and rushed towards Song Qingyun with sharp laughs.

They were invisible and intangible, and Song Qingyun's sword passed through their bodies unhindered without causing any harm to them. Instead, the sword body was corroded by the extremely strong cold air, and ice crystals spread from the tip of the sword from bottom to top at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Qingyun couldn't help but shudder, and used his spiritual power to try to shatter the ice crystals, but he himself did not have a fire spiritual root, and he was ultimately unable to deal with the ice crystals formed by the power of extreme cold.

In desperation, he had to give up the magic sword and took out a spear. This was the [Water-Breaking Spear] that Song Changsheng had seized when he was young. It was originally a second-grade lower-grade one, but after years of refinement by Song Changsheng, it was upgraded to a second-grade middle-grade one. It contained a trace of spirituality, which was just right for dealing with the silkworm soul.

Song Qingyun originally wanted to pass this trial by his own strength, but there were silkworm souls in the open, and a mysterious man hiding in the dark who set up a barrier in the village. He had to fight quickly and preserve his strength as much as possible in preparation for the next battle.

Although Canhun was a half-way cultivator, he still had basic eyesight and could tell at a glance that the spear in Song Qingyun's hand was not an ordinary item.

This made him even angrier. What he hated most were these "chosen ones" from big clans and families, who relied on the influence of their ancestors and looked down on them, the "wild kids" who came from nowhere.

"Humph, it would be a waste of such a good magic weapon if it were in your hands. It would be better to let me take charge of it!"

The silkworm soul let out an angry roar and commanded a group of evil spirits to pounce on Song Qingyun.

"Stop the water!"

Song Qingyun's tongue burst into spring thunder, and all the spiritual power in his body gathered along the spear shaft to the tip of the spear, and he stabbed it out suddenly. The majestic water spiritual power burst out, passing through all the evil spirits that pounced on him and turned into a long dragon that rushed straight towards the silkworm soul.

His idea is simple.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!
Since we can't deal with these invisible and intangible evil ghosts, we should just deal with the silkworm soul directly. As long as we deal with him, these evil ghosts will naturally collapse on their own.

"【Golden Shield Talisman】"

The bright yellow talisman paper burned at the fingertips, and a golden shield blocked Song Qingyun in front of him, blocking all the ferocious evil spirits that were seeking to take his life.

On the other side, seeing that Song Qingyun took out another talisman of high quality, he was so angry that his nose was crooked. He wanted to break the shield, but the powerful spear light was already in front of him, so he had to be fully alert to deal with it.

The blood flag in his hand unfolded, protecting him, and bursts of blood light appeared on the surface.

"boom--"

The spear light came whizzing and hit the blood flag, and in an instant, it glowed brightly!

"laugh"

A gorgeous blood flower bloomed on the chest of the silkworm soul.

"This...how is this possible..."

Looking at the bullet wound on his chest and the big hole on the blood flag, Canhun's eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't accept that the magic weapon he had spent so much effort to refine could be broken so easily.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. He was a latecomer and had never systematically studied the art of refining. He only knew some superficial knowledge. Although this magic weapon had absorbed a large amount of souls and blood before, and absorbed the extremely cold air here, because his refining method was too rough, it could only barely reach the lower level of the second grade.

Such a thing has no capital to fight against the [Water Breaking Gun].

You know, this gun has drunk the blood of more than one foundation-building cultivator in Song Changsheng's hands.

The blood flag was damaged, and the evil spirits that emerged from it were also affected. They turned into mist and dissipated with wailing sounds.

"Death!"

Song Qingyun's eyes were wide open, and he took a few leaps with the [Water-Breaking Gun] in hand, distanced himself and stabbed the silkworm soul directly.

The two fought back and forth, and after only ten rounds, the silkworm soul was pierced through the chest by the spear in Song Qingyun's hand. With a shock of spiritual power, his internal organs were instantly turned into powder.

"I... don't... accept." The silkworm soul looked at the spear that pierced his chest, his voice hoarse with unwillingness.

Song Qingyun pulled out his spear with a cold look and kicked him directly onto the barrier.

“Although I defeated you with the help of my father, if I were at the same level as you, you would not be my opponent.

My father once said that there is no fairness in this world. Your cultivation level is higher than mine, and your combat experience is also stronger than mine. Isn't this unfair to me?
Even if you don't accept it, you can't change the final result."

After saying that, Song Qingyun swung his gun and cut off the head of the silkworm soul, and then went to help Song Qinghong and Song Qingyuan deal with corpse one and corpse two.

With Song Qingyun's strength, he could easily deal with Corpse One and Corpse Two and quickly killed them.

"Aren't you hurt?"

Song Qingyun asked with concern.

"I'm fine, but Qingyuan suffered some minor injuries." Song Qinghong panted and shook his head.

"injured?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyun walked towards Song Qingyuan, intending to help him.

Song Qingyuan let him fiddle with it, but his eyes were always focused on the spear in Song Qingyun's hand.

Magical instruments of this quality are extremely rare even in the Song family, and usually only deacons or elders with higher status in the family can possess them.

It was everyone's first time going down the mountain for experience, so naturally there were no adventures to speak of.

There is only one reason, and that is given by the elders of the clan.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyuan couldn't help feeling a little indignant.

At this moment, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble violently, accompanied by a rumbling sound.

"What's going on?" A trace of panic flashed across Song Qinghong's face.

"Could it be that the earth dragon turned over?"

"No, something seems to be rushing out from below, get out of the way quickly."

Song Qingyun suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and retreated rapidly with Song Qingyuan and Song Qinghong.

The moment they retreated, a huge crack suddenly appeared where they were standing, and a stream of light shot up into the sky from the crack...

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(End of this chapter)