Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Song Youlin, Song Youlin..."

The child repeated the name several times in his mind, but found that he had no impression of it. He scratched his head and said, "My name is Song Youfu, and my father said that I will be a blessed person in the future."

Song Youlin smiled and said, "Your name sounds very lucky."

Smiling shyly, Song Youfu asked curiously, "Brother, are you really not nervous at all?"

"Will being nervous change the results of the psychic test?" Song Youlin asked back.

"Of course not." Song Youfu blurted out.

"That's it. Being nervous won't change the outcome, so what's the point of being nervous? The teacher from the clan school said that if it's destined to happen, it will happen, and if it's not destined to happen, don't force it.

If I have spiritual roots, I will practice hard and repay my family. If I don’t have spiritual roots, I will go to the mortal world, marry and have children in the future to continue the family bloodline.

There will always be a place for me in this world.”

After hearing this, Song Youfu was slightly stunned, and then muttered: "Brother, why do you talk like those old gentlemen in the clan school?"

"This……"

Song Youlin was about to answer, but he saw that there was no one in front of him. He smiled at Song Youfu and said, "It's my turn. Let's talk next time."

Walking slowly into the Spirit Testing Hall, Song Youlin bowed slightly and said, "My nephew greets Uncle Qinghong."

Song Qinghong, who was lying on the rattan chair, raised his head and smiled on his chubby face, "It turns out to be Xiao Lin'er. Are you also going to test your spirit this year?"

"Uncle Hong, we agreed not to call you that last time." Song Youlin's face turned bitter. He always felt that this nickname was a bit feminine.

"Uncle forgot." Seeing the resentment in the little guy's eyes, Song Qinghong laughed and changed the subject: "Do you know the process of testing spirits?"

"know."

Seeing him like this, Song Youlin knew that he didn't take his words to heart. He sighed quietly, feeling a little tired. He walked to the front of the spirit testing platform and put his hand on the platform.

I saw an extremely dazzling light emerge, and a spot of light rushed straight to the top of the spirit-testing pillar.

"Om-"

The Spirit Testing Pillar vibrated, and then an ochre-colored light appeared, filling the entire Spirit Testing Hall.

"Fuck!"

Song Qinghong, who had been leisurely at first, suddenly burst into swearing, and stood up with a somersault. His small eyes widened to the extreme, staring at the ball of khaki light emitted by the spirit-testing pillar.

The other two deacons in the hall were also dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the light in the sky and for a moment forgot what they should do next.

The hall fell into an eerie silence, with only Song Youlin's heavy breathing being heard from time to time.

Although he was very open-minded about all this, when he saw the light, his heart beat faster.

"Earth Spiritual Roots..."

Suddenly, a deacon shouted in surprise, but soon, a chubby hand covered his mouth and nose tightly, making him roll his eyes.

The other deacon came to his senses belatedly and was about to shout out when Song Qinghong glared back at him with a murderous look.

The deacon immediately covered his mouth and pointed weakly at Song Qinghong's side.

Looking back, he saw that the butler was almost dying from being choked by him, so he quickly let go of his hand and warned him in a serious tone, "Don't shout, understand?"

The deacon nodded, and after being released by Song Qinghong, he quickly took a few deep breaths, then hugged Song Qinghong with excitement and said, "Elder, did you see it? It's a natural spiritual root! A natural spiritual root!"

"I'm not blind, I see it." Song Qinghong pushed him away with a look of disgust. Although he said this, his slightly trembling hands revealed his true emotions.

"This is a sign of great prosperity. This is a sign of great prosperity. I will immediately inform the general affairs elder of this news."

The deacon had just taken out the communication token when he saw a flash before his eyes and the token had fallen into Song Qinghong's hands.

"Elder?"

Song Qinghong shook his head seriously and said, "Calm down, this matter is of great importance. If we use the token to send a message, what should we do if someone with ulterior motives knows about it?"

Hearing this, the deacon suddenly realized what had happened and said with shame, "It is my fault that I did not know the seriousness of the matter. I hope the elder will punish me."

"There's no need for punishment. Just be careful next time."

Song Qinghong waved his hand in understanding. He knew that the other party was just too excited. After all, even he was still a little confused.

It is understandable to make some small mistakes in this situation, not to mention that you have stopped it yourself, so there is no need to make a big deal out of it.

"Elder, what should we do now?"

Sweeping the two deacons with a stern look, Song Qinghong said in a serious tone: "From this moment on, forget everything you just saw and pretend that nothing happened. Got it?"

"I understand." Both of them knew the seriousness of the matter. There were only a few of them present, and if they couldn't control their mouths, someone would definitely control their mouths for them.

Seeing that the light had dissipated and Song Youlin was still standing there in a daze, Song Qinghong gave a look and a deacon immediately took Song Youlin's hand and walked to the other side.

Another deacon pretended to be calm, opened the door, and shouted in full force, "Next."

Song Youfu walked up nervously, looked around, and did not see Song Youlin. He asked curiously, "Excuse me, deacon, does the brother in front of me have spiritual roots?"

The corner of the deacon's eye twitched inadvertently, and he said calmly: "Why are you asking so many questions? Go put your hand on the spirit-testing platform."

"Oh." Song Youfu felt a little depressed. He put his hand on the spirit-testing platform as he was told. After a while, yellow and black lights were reflected on it.

Seeing this, the deacon showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He actually has spiritual roots, and double spiritual roots at that. Is he so lucky today?

"Five inches of earth spiritual roots, three inches of water spiritual roots, above average aptitude."

The deacon calmly reported the result. In the past, this qualification would have been very good, but today Song Youlin appeared, making the others seem pale in comparison.

"Yeah, that's great!"

Song Youfu didn't notice the attitude problems of the few people, he just felt very fortunate.

"Dad is right. I am indeed a blessed man." Song Youfu happily followed the deacon into the passage on the other side of the hall.

There was another secret room where five children were waiting. He spotted Song Youlin immediately and sat down beside him, saying happily, "Brother, I really have spiritual roots." Song Youlin smiled and said, "Are you relieved now?"

"Yeah, I must have a good sleep when I go back today.

Oh, by the way, brother, I have earth and water spiritual roots, what are your spiritual roots?"

Hearing this, the deacon at the side immediately showed a nervous expression. In order not to attract other people's attention, he did not treat Song Youlin differently. Although he had warned him in advance, who could guess what the young man was thinking? If he let it slip in order to compare, he would be in trouble.

Just as he was about to intervene, he heard Song Youlin say in a relaxed tone: "Then congratulations, I am a little worse than you, I have three spiritual roots of water, fire and earth."

Song Youfu scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Well, brother, I was just too excited. I didn't mean to show off to you."

Seeing this, Song Youlin couldn't help but feel a little funny, shook his head and said: "I know, have some snacks, we should have to wait here for a long time."

"Oh." Seeing that Song Youlin was not angry, Song Youfu felt relieved, grabbed the snacks on the plate and started to eat them.

He was really hungry. He hadn't even had breakfast in the morning because he was too nervous. Now it was already noon.

The deacon was very satisfied with Song Youlin's performance, and he couldn't help but feel relieved...

In the evening, the last child finished the spirit test. Song Qinghong, who had been pretending to be calm, rushed to the General Affairs Hall as quickly as possible and reported today's events to Song Luzhou alone.

"Earth Spiritual Root?" Song Luzhou's voice unconsciously rose a few degrees, and then he looked around vigilantly and asked in a voice transmission: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

Hearing this, Song Qinghong couldn't help but say with a frown on his face: "Fifth Grandfather, your grandson wouldn't make such a low-level mistake, would he?"

"I know you are a steady person and won't make mistakes on this matter, but... this... really makes me a little..."

It's no wonder that Song Luzhou reacted like this. That was a natural spiritual root, and there weren't many of them in the entire Da Qi cultivation world. And then the Song family appeared. It was really hard to believe for him, as if he was dreaming.

Song Qinghong could understand Song Luzhou's feelings at the moment. After all, he was not much better than Song Luzhou when he saw it.

"I have issued a gag order to everyone present, and have also sent people to keep an eye on them. What do you think about this matter..."

"Their loyalty to the family has withstood the test. According to the family rules, we will secretly reward them and then assign them new positions in the General Affairs Hall. For safety reasons, they will not be allowed to go out on field missions for the next thirty years."

"My grandson understands."

"Well, from now on, you stay by my side and secretly look after Lin'er. I'll go inform Changsheng and my uncle."

"As ordered."

After Song Qinghong left, Song Luzhou rushed to Ruyun Palace without stopping, first waking up Song Xianming and then waking up Song Changsheng.

The two had similar expressions to Song Luzhou when they heard the news.

After a long time, Song Changsheng's thousands of words turned into a sigh: "Thanks to our ancestors' blessing, our family finally has a unicorn child."

"Yes.

Lu Zhou, Sheng'er, let's go to the Soul Lamp Hall."

The three of them came to the Soul Lamp Hall together. Song Xianming picked up three incense sticks from the table and gave one to Song Changsheng and Song Luzhou respectively. They bowed their heads and kowtowed together. Song Xianming said solemnly: "Song Xianming, the fifth patriarch of the Song family, worships the ancestors. Thanks to the blessing of the ancestors' heroic spirits, the family finally gave birth to a unicorn child. In the future, it will definitely..."

After speaking thousands of words, he respectfully placed the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

Compared to Song Xianming, Song Changsheng was much more concise. He stood up and inserted the fragrance into the incense burner, and said softly: "Grandpa Twenty-one, have you seen it in the Nine Heavens? Lin'er has grown up, and he has lived up to the name you gave him.

He has three inches of spiritual roots and is a genius that the family hasn’t seen in five hundred years. The family will surely become more glorious in the future because of him.

Don't worry, I will do my best to support him and ensure his safe growth. I also ask that if you are in heaven, please bless my son and our family!"

After the three of them finished their worship, they walked out of the Soul Lamp Hall, and the issue of Song Youlin’s training was placed before them.

"Lin'er grew up under our care, and there is absolutely no problem with his character. I believe that all family resources should be open to him, whether it is the secret manuals or cultivation resources, the best should be given to him.

In addition, his information needs to be kept absolutely confidential, even the Council of Elders has to restrict it. It's not that I don't trust my people, but there are many people and many mouths, and the more people who know, the less safe it is.

We don't need to hide it for too long. As long as the resources are sufficient, there won't be any bottlenecks before the Golden Core stage for a cultivator with a natural spiritual root. His growth rate is very fast. As long as he has the ability to protect himself, it doesn't matter if he is exposed."

"Lu Zhou has considered everything. Let's do it this way. Sheng'er still needs to go into seclusion, so leave the daily training to me."

"Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa."

"Hahahaha, teaching the family's talented child makes me feel full of motivation. How can it be hard?" Song Xianming laughed and felt decades younger.

A few people came to the house where Song Youlin and others were housed. Song Qinghong came out from the shadows and saluted respectfully.

"How's Lin'er? Did you let anything slip?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Lin'er has been mature and steady since he was young, and he hasn't revealed any flaws so far."

"Well, you will still be in charge of his care during this period. After they enter the Dao, we will send him to Ruyun Palace and let Grandpa teach him personally. Afterwards, try to minimize his information."

Hearing this, Song Qinghong looked embarrassed and said, "The rest is nothing, the key is that he met a friend this time, named Song Youfu, who is about the same age as him, with earth and water spiritual roots, and they have been inseparable for some time. If Xiao Lin'er disappears, he..."

Song Xianming frowned slightly and asked, "Which family's descendant is this?"

"My grandson checked and found out that he is the youngest son of the third uncle Qingli. In fact, he has a very close relationship with his uncle."

"It turns out to be Qingli's son." Song Changsheng suddenly realized that Song Qingli's father was named Song Changqing, and he was the twelfth in their family.

He is much older than Song Changsheng. He held Song Changsheng in his arms when he was a child. Later, due to his job, their interactions gradually became less and less. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, his grandson has grown up so much. In fact, Song Youfu has to call him Grandpa Nineteen.

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "I didn't expect that my third house would have another talent. Grandpa, one is taught, and two are let go. Do you think Fu'er is worthy of being taught? If he listens to teaching, you can take him with you."

Song Xianming laughed and scolded him, "You only add burden to this old man. Well, since Yun'er has become an adult, I am not used to not having someone around. If it is suitable, send her up together. It will be good to have a companion."

A smile appeared on Song Changsheng's face, but in his heart he observed three minutes of silence for the two little guys. Song Xianming never showed mercy when teaching others, and they would lose at least a layer of skin every day when they went up the mountain.

However, the more outstanding the talent, the more important the foundation.

What Song Changsheng wanted was a pillar, not ordinary wood.

If he becomes useless, he will not be able to face his ancestors.

...(End of chapter)