Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"I met the elder."

"Meet the elder."

Song Changsheng and Niu Dazhuang walked to the winding and rugged mountain road of Tianyin Mountain, and nodded and smiled repeatedly at the disciples of Luoxia City who saluted them.

After the war, Song Changsheng returned to Tianyin Mountain with Niu Dazhuang and others. On the one hand, he wanted to receive the reward given to him by the city lord, but the most important thing was that Shen Shishi, who was taking care of Zhuang Yuechan, suddenly sent a message to Zhan Tianxia saying that the fingertips of Zhuang Yuechan's right hand moved slightly.

This made everyone very excited. You know, Zhuang Yuechan's body had not moved at all over the years.

Song Changsheng rushed back from Tuozhou and stayed on guard for several days in a row. Although he did not see that scene again, Zhuang Yuechan's spiritual power was indeed much more active than before.

This is undoubtedly good news, proving that Zhuang Yuechan is developing in a good direction and may wake up at any time.

Therefore, Song Changsheng was in a very good mood during this period.

"Changsheng, this should be your first time coming to the third-level treasure house, right?" Niu Dazhuang suddenly said under the shade of a tree halfway.

Song Changsheng smiled and nodded, "Yes, but when I was young, I completed a bounty mission and entered a second-level treasure house. The dazzling array of treasures inside really opened my eyes."

“Hey, I know that.

Don't worry, although the number of treasures in the third-level treasure house is not as many as the second-level treasure house, it is definitely not a small number, so don't be dazzled by the selection later." Niu Dazhuang said with a grin.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a hint of anticipation in his heart. This was indeed a great opportunity to broaden his horizons.

The two of them soon came to a secluded location and found a bronze door covered with rust. Song Changsheng took out his elder badge and placed it in the groove in the center of the door. After a faint fluorescent light flashed, the door suddenly opened to both sides by itself.

Entering through the corridor behind the door, a huge underground cave appeared in front of the two people. But strangely, there was no treasure inside. There was only an ochre-colored stone wall, in front of which sat an old man in a purple robe.

The old man had white hair and beard, dark skin, a pair of long eyebrows that reached the ground, and deep wrinkles all over his face. His eyes were tightly closed, like an old monk in meditation, and he ignored the two people's arrival.

Niu Dazhuang walked forward slowly, bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Disciple Niu Dazhuang, I pay my respects to my great-grandmaster Changmei."

"Disciple Song Changsheng, pays homage to Grandmaster Uncle Changmei." Song Changsheng followed suit.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.

Song Changsheng's heart trembled. This was a great cultivator who was not inferior to Zhan Tianxia. He was probably only one step away from the Golden Core realm.

"The heritage of a 2,000-year-old sect is indeed extraordinary."

He couldn't help but think of the great Purple Mansion monk who was guarding the second-level treasure house. Although his cultivation was not as good as the one in front of him, he was also very extraordinary.

"Who's coming in?"

Facing the two people, the old man didn't even raise his eyelids, and his voice sounded very cold and hard.

"The two of us go together." Niu Dazhuang said first.

The old man glanced at him but said nothing. He waved his sleeves and the stone wall behind him suddenly shone brightly. After a while, an elliptical vortex as tall as a person appeared on the stone wall.

"Space corridor?"

The moment he saw the whirlpool, Song Changsheng suddenly understood that this so-called third-level treasure house was actually hidden in a small world.

All of a sudden, I had a new understanding of the heritage of Luoxia City.

Entering the vortex, they still felt the familiar feeling of weightlessness, and soon they appeared in a dimly lit attic.

Only at this time did Song Changsheng have time to ask about the guardian guarding outside the door.

“You are talking about Grandmaster Changmei. He is an incredible old man. He has lived for more than 600 years. He is the oldest cultivator in Luoxia. He is a contemporary of Master Wutian of Tianmai Sect and was also a very famous person when he was young.

But later they retired behind the scenes and became guardians, and were gradually forgotten. They will not easily appear in the public eye again unless Luoxia City is in danger of destruction." Niu Dazhuang said with emotion.

"How many guardians like this are there?"

Niu Dazhuang thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head and said: "The guardians are all the older generation of Purple Mansion cultivators. No one can tell how many of them are still alive. I guess only Master Uncle and the others know the truth.

Oh, why are you talking about this? It’s time to choose treasures.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved.

Countless fluorescent lights suddenly appeared in the originally dim hall. These fluorescent lights were large and small, floating in the air in a random manner like fireflies.

Song Changsheng walked closer and found that the fluorescent lights were actually light balls, each of which contained an object.

With a quick glance, there were magic weapons, talismans, elixirs...all kinds of rare treasures. Song Changsheng had only heard of the names of many of these things, or even some he had never even heard of.

Just as Niu Dazhuang had said before, he was overwhelmed for a moment.

"What do you want? I'll help you with some advice." Niu Dazhuang volunteered.

"what do you want?"

Song Changsheng was a little troubled for a moment. He had no shortage of magic weapons, and he rarely took elixirs during his daily practice. As for those rare treasures, although they were precious, he did not need them urgently.

He does lack spiritual objects from heaven and earth, but they are not found here either.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a ball of light out of the corner of his eye, which contained a purple-gold talisman.

"This is……"

Song Changsheng waved his hand slightly, and a ball of light flew in front of him.

"Good fellow, you have such a good eye. This is a third-grade top-grade [Five Thunder Heavenly Evil Talisman]. There are definitely not more than a handful of talismans of this level in this treasure house."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he said simply: "Then choose it, what should I do?"

"Just take out your elder token and touch it. There is a special restriction left by the master uncle on it."

Song Changsheng did as he was told. The moment the token came into contact with the ball of light, the ball of light burst like a bubble, and the talisman fell lightly into Song Changsheng's hands.

After the two men left the treasure house and said goodbye to Mu Guibai, Song Changsheng went down the mountain and prepared to return to Cangmang Peak.

As soon as he arrived at the Moon Watching Pavilion, Song Qingluo came up to him with a happy face, bowed and said, "Congratulations, Chief Patriarch. Congratulations, Chief Patriarch."

Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, and asked doubtfully: "Where does the joy come from?"

"You don't know yet?"

Seeing this, Song Qingluo quickly explained: "Chief, it is like this, after the battle of Tuozhou, your heroic deeds during that period were somehow publicized.

So some people with bad intentions took this opportunity to give you a name. Originally, this was just a small group of people entertaining themselves, but unexpectedly, it received unanimous recognition from many people.

This spreads to ten people, and ten to a hundred people. It spreads extremely quickly. At this rate, it won't be long before it spreads throughout the entire Da Qi. Clan leader, you've really become famous this time." Hearing this, Song Changsheng was slightly stunned.

There are three types of "titles" in the world of cultivation. One is self-given, for example, Master Hanhai who participated in the siege of Song Changsheng belongs to this type.

This type is more common, but it also has the lowest level of public recognition and may even be secretly ridiculed.

But there are also people who have won recognition with their own strength, such as Song Changsheng's ancestor Song Yungui, who earned his reputation as the mountain guardian by using the [Mountain-Shaking Halberd].

The second category is "inheritance."

This title is usually bestowed by a respected elder within the sect, or directly inherited from a master or direct elder within the clan.

For example, Zhenren Wuxin and Zhenren Wutan of Tianmai Sect belong to this category.

This type is more valuable than the former, but you still have to rely on yourself to build your reputation.

The last category is the rarest and has the highest gold content. It is a case like Song Changsheng, where others give him a title and gain recognition from the vast majority of people.

A cultivator who can obtain this kind of title must not only have outstanding strength and talent, but also have a loud enough reputation.

Coincidentally, Song Changsheng meets all these conditions, and he happened to have caused some big fuss some time ago.

Song Changsheng couldn't help but ask curiously: "What name did they give me?"

It's really laughable to say. The outside world has been spreading the news like crazy, but he, the person involved, still knows nothing about it. No one in Tianyin Mountain has mentioned this matter before.

When Song Qingluo was mentioned, he immediately became excited and said quickly: "My nephew sent someone to check. At first, someone wanted to follow the tradition of the family and give you a place on the Ming Mountain, but there were very few supporters.

Later, someone suggested giving you a 'Yin Yang', but this 'number' was too involved and was also rejected.

After some debate, two names were proposed, one is 'Er Yao' and the other is 'Zixu', both of which are very consistent with your own characteristics.

What you have forged is the foundation of Yin and Yang Taoism, but Yin and Yang cannot be used, so they plan to use "Er Yao" instead.

And the 'Purple Void' is created from your unique [Purple Void Divine Fire]. "

"Who won in the end?" Song Changsheng asked hurriedly, feeling a little nervous.

Once given this name, it will accompany you for your entire life, and is like your second name. Sometimes, calling someone by a name has even become an established rule.

For example, most of the Jindan Zhenren in Da Qi call each other by their names.

Therefore, a name is very important, especially one that is widely known. Once it is given, it is difficult to change.

Can a person named Song Gousheng and Song Junjie give the same feeling?

Therefore, it is not surprising that Song Changsheng has this mentality.

"To the clan leader, from the current point of view, the one with the highest recognition is still 'Purple Void'. After all, it is the spiritual fire that defeated [World-Destroying Black Flame] in a head-on duel, and it is unique to you."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. This name is much better than "Er Yao".

Although he knew that "Er Yao" referred to the sun and the moon, which means "yin and yang", he always felt that it sounded a bit strange.

In fact, in addition to this, "Mingshan" is also very appropriate.

When the Song family was just becoming prosperous, there were nine brothers and sisters in the second generation. Their lineage was the youngest, Song Shan, who was the descendant of "Shan Zu", so their lineage was also called the "Shan" lineage.

Therefore, Song Taiyi called himself "Qingshan" and Song Yungui called himself "Zhenshan".

Yin and Yang represent the sun and the moon, and the sun and the moon represent brightness. Giving Song Changsheng the title "Mingshan" is in line with the Song family tradition.

However, Song Changsheng still uses the name "Zixu".

In the future, when peers or elders see him, they can call him Zixu, but when younger generations see him, they have to respectfully address him as Master Zixu.

If he can break through to the golden elixir stage in the future, others will have to call him True Man Zixu.

When Song Qingluo saw the joy on Song Changsheng's face, he immediately understood his intention. His eyes turned slightly and he had an idea in his mind.

After seeing Song Changsheng off, he put on a black robe and mask to hide his identity, came to a small alley, and handed a note to a person hiding in the shadows.

The man opened the note and saw only four words written on it - add fuel to the fire.

Soon, with the deliberate promotion of some people with ulterior motives, the name "Zixu" swept the entire Da Qi cultivation world in a very short time, allowing Song Changsheng to show off.

But at this time, the protagonist of the incident had already abandoned everything and continued to retreat. This time he had made up his mind that he would never come down the mountain again until Su Ding died...

Winter goes and spring comes, all things revive, a year passes quickly, and the annual Ascension Conference is held again with great enthusiasm.

Song Luzhou had appointed Song Qingqing and Song Qingming as his generals early on and asked them to lead their men to travel around the major cities in the mortal world to test the spirits of children in the family who were of appropriate age.

Naturally, Yangzhou was not left behind either. Over the years, the Song family had absorbed a lot of talents from Yangzhou. The oldest group were generally sixteen or seventeen years old, and were old enough to contribute to the family.

The Song family's intelligence network is gradually becoming more complete in Song Qingshi's hands.

The Ascension Conference in the mortal world is in full swing, and Cangmang Peak is also holding an Ascension Conference.

What is different from the mortal world is that the participating children are all children of cultivators. They grew up in Cangmang Peak and are considered the "direct descendants" of the family.

Because both or one of their parents is a cultivator, the chances of these children being born with spiritual roots are often much greater than those of children in the mortal world.

In addition, the Song family has been advocating for more births in recent years. Over the years, the number of monks in the family has approached the one thousand mark, and the monks have given birth to even more children, with nearly four hundred this year alone.

The children lined up in a long queue outside the Spirit Testing Hall, their bright eyes filled with anticipation.

In the middle of the team, a child in a purple gown pursed his lips, clasped his hands together, and his round face was full of seriousness. He silently muttered in his heart: "It must be there, it must be there."

As time passed, his position moved closer and closer to the front. The child's expression became more and more nervous, with sweat all over his forehead and palms.

Perhaps sensing his nervousness, a boy in front of him in a khaki robe turned his head and gave him a friendly smile: "Brother, it's just a spirit test, don't be nervous."

Seeing that the other person didn't look nervous at all, the child couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Aren't you afraid at all?"

"If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, I'll die. What's there to be afraid of?" The boy still had a smile on his face.

Perhaps infected by the other party's smile, the child's nervous mood was relieved a little, and he couldn't help but bow and ask: "What is your name, brother?"

"My name is Song Youlin, what's yours?"

...(End of chapter)