Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"The old nest?"

Jiuliren shook his head slightly, facing Song Changsheng's cold gaze and said: "I don't know where the nest is, or rather, we don't have a base camp in the true sense. After the alliance grew stronger, it was 'broken into pieces' under the instruction of Fairy Lingmou.

The alliance members are spread all over the Da Qi cultivation world. On weekdays, they still act as independent cultivators, and their salaries are paid through contact points in various states.

If there is a mission, the contact point will send us a message directly. Even if we participate in some important meetings, the location is temporarily selected and it is different every time. There is no so-called base camp. "

Song Changsheng's eyes turned slightly cold. He naturally couldn't believe the words that there was no base camp. The fact that Jiuliren didn't know about it only showed that his level was not high enough.

When Wangyuefang City was first built, Song Changsheng once killed a deacon of the Haoran Alliance. Later, he met a young cultivator named Yu Dongyang, who was very powerful and had comprehended minor magical powers during the Foundation Establishment Period.

He came under the banner of revenge for the deacon, and his behavior was completely different from that of the other members of the alliance, which left a deep impression on Song Changsheng. The temperament he exuded was not like that of a casual cultivator who joined the alliance halfway, but rather like that of a sect disciple who was systematically trained, with a high status and a high degree of autonomy.

This is reasonable. No force can rely solely on absorbing independent cultivators to grow. After all, independent cultivators have learned a variety of knowledge and most of them have no sense of collective honor. Only by establishing a systematic talent training system can a force go further.

It is impossible to establish such a system without a stable and secure base, and this is obviously not the so-called contact point mentioned by the nine scattered populations.

Therefore, Song Changsheng can basically conclude that the information he revealed is not true.

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Is there a Zhang Zifu who is good at using the iron fan in your alliance?"

Jiuliren grinned and revealed a flattering smile when he heard the words, but it was a pity that his face covered with blood made him look a little hideous.

"I know what you want to ask. When the Rong family and the Lieyang Sect besieged the Song family, the Alliance did participate and sent two people in total. The one you are asking about is named Zhang Yu. He usually moves around in the southwest and was one of the first to join the Alliance.

The other third-level formation master is named Xu Mei. She was brought in by Fairy Lingmou. I don’t know her background, but I know she is not from the Great Qi cultivation world.”

"Zhang Yu, Xu Mei..."

He silently memorized the two names in his mind and asked, "Why did you attack the Song family?"

This has been a question that he has always had in his heart. Although there are some grievances and disputes between the Song family and the Haoran Alliance, it should not have reached that point.

Jiuliren waved his hands and said, "That was just a coincidence. We did that just to muddy the waters of the Daqi cultivation world and attract other people's attention.

Who knew that Rong and Lieyang Sect tore up the agreement halfway through, giving up attacking Song and ambush you instead, Zhang Yu and Xu Mei broke off cooperation with them. I guarantee with my life that the alliance was absolutely not involved in that ambush. "

Seeing Song Changsheng's cold eyes, he quickly added: "Although I don't know why the alliance did this, but I guess it has something to do with Fairy Lingmou."

He stopped talking at this point because he saw a thoughtful look in Song Changsheng's eyes.

"She robbed the spiritual treasure, and then went around causing trouble. Could it be that the Fairy Lingmou was really preparing to overcome the calamity?" Song Changsheng's brows gradually frowned. He always felt that this matter was more complicated than that, but the information he got from Jiuli Ren was limited, and he couldn't judge at all.

He cast his eyes towards Jiuliren, who smiled flatteringly at him and said, "I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"

Song Changsheng glanced at him sideways, and said with a half-smile: "When did I say I would let you go?"

"you!"

"You are the leader of a clan after all, why don't you keep your word!" Jiuli people were horrified.

"You just said earlier that you wouldn't kill me, and I kept my promise and didn't take your life, but that doesn't mean I will let the tiger go back to the mountains."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiuliren's heart suddenly sank.

"Om-"

The sword pointed at Jiuliren's brow, and faint ripples spread around. The powerful magic power was like chains that blocked Jiuliren's magic power, soul and even six senses.

The consciousness of the nine scattered people who were about to curse suddenly fell silent.

Just as he was about to take him away, he heard a loud bang and a brilliant light flashed in the sky.

"There are strong men fighting each other." Song Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked towards a certain place in the thundercloud. There were at least several Purple Mansion cultivators fighting each other there, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big noise.

"Are they fighting over the treasure?"

Song Changsheng glanced at the Nine Scattered People in his hand, and finally decided to go over and join in the fun. Although he had already caught a [Thunder Spirit], no one would complain about having too many treasures in hand.

He first landed on the ground, set up a concealment formation to hide the unconscious Jiu Sanren, and then turned back.

Soon he arrived at the edge of the battlefield. At a glance, he found that most of the Purple Mansion cultivators he had seen before were here, including Bai Zhengchun, Chiyu and others.

He even saw the figures of several foundation-building monks. These daring guys, like him, were wandering on the edge of the battlefield, staring at the center of the battlefield, ready to act when the opportunity arose.

Song Changsheng was not in a hurry and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

There are currently nine Purple Mansion monks who have taken action, divided into four battle groups, basically fighting in pairs. Only Bai Zhengchun stands alone in the center of the battlefield, his white clothes fluttering and his eyes as bright as lightning. No one within a ten-mile radius dares to approach him.

The reputation of Blood-Clothed Shura is not undeserved. There are many people below the Golden Core stage who are qualified to fight him, but those present here are definitely not among them.

Except for Bai Zhengchun who was not taking any action for the time being, the other battle groups were fighting for pieces of white fragments with golden patterns. The battle groups were basically evenly matched, and only Akabane completely suppressed his opponent.

"what is that?"

"The eggshell fragments left after the [Thunder Spirit] was hatched contain the Dao rhyme of the thunder law." Xiao Jiu revealed the secret in one sentence.

"The rhyme of the law of thunder?" Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng was suddenly shocked.

For Purple Mansion cultivators, there are two ways to break through to the Golden Elixir stage. One is to do as Song Changsheng did, looking for spiritual objects of the five elements of heaven and earth, enhancing one's own five elements of Taoism, achieving balance and perfection of the five elements, and then surviving the minor heavenly thunder calamity and the minor demon calamity to break through in one fell swoop.

This method has a very high success rate, but the cost of finding all the five elements of spiritual objects from heaven and earth is too high, and only large sects can do it.

The other one is much simpler. You only need to comprehend a law that is compatible with your own spiritual roots. Most independent cultivators and cultivators with single spiritual roots choose this method.

But it's just talk. Comprehending the laws is not as simple as refining the power of the laws. It takes a lot of time and energy to comprehend the laws. This process is boring and tedious.

Those who lack understanding may not be able to reach the threshold even after decades or even hundreds of years.

After all, although the Tao rhythm is everywhere, it is invisible and intangible. It cannot be seen, heard, or touched.

Therefore, some spiritual objects of heaven and earth that contain the charm of Tao appear to be particularly precious.

These eggshell fragments contain the Dao rhyme of thunder, which is an invaluable treasure for cultivators with thunder spiritual roots. It is not uncommon for them to cause a war.

Song Changsheng's heart was pounding with excitement, and he asked quickly: "Xiaojiu, since the eggshell contains the law of thunder, then this [Thunder Spirit]..."

"An ordinary [Thunder Spirit] only has some Dao rhyme fragments in its body, but the one the master captured was born from the heaven and earth. After the transformation, the Dao rhyme in its body will slowly emerge, and it is a complete Dao rhyme of the thunder law, which is inestimable in value." "What conditions are required for transformation?"

"It's very simple. As long as the [Thunder Spirit] grows to the fourth level, it will transform on its own."

Hearing this, the corners of Song Changsheng's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The fourth level is the level of a demon king, but the one in his hand is obviously a juvenile, probably not even at the second level. By the time it grows to the fourth level, it will be too late.

"Master, [Thunder Spirit] is a spiritual creature from heaven and earth, not a demon." Xiao Jiu silently stabbed Song Changsheng's heart again.

The advancement speed of the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth is extremely slow, and they have to face a thunder tribulation every time they advance, just like the tree monster that Song Changsheng encountered in Xianxian Valley. It practiced for a thousand years before it could barely break through the third level. Even so, in order to survive the thunder tribulation, Song Changsheng and others had to help block the knife.

The difficulty of breaking through the fourth level is ten times that of breaking through the third level, and the danger can be imagined.

However, having said that, the value of [Thunder Spirit] is still unquestionable. I just don’t know whether Song Changsheng can live to see the day when it is promoted to the fourth level.

"Anyway, there is no cultivator with thunder spiritual roots in the family now, so just leave it to the younger generation of the family to accumulate wealth." Song Changsheng could only comfort himself in this way.

Just as he was thinking about it, the situation on the battlefield had quietly changed. The middle-aged monk who was being suppressed by Chiyu the whole time was already unable to withstand it anymore and had the idea of ​​handing over the fragment in his hand.

But thinking of Akabane's ruthless attack, he was afraid that the other party would still not let him go even after he handed over the fragment.

While hesitating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Changsheng standing at the edge of the battlefield out of the corner of his eye.

"If I had better die than my friend, then that person is you!"

The middle-aged monk hardened his heart and shouted at Chiyu: "Don't you want this thing? I'll give it to you!"

After saying that, he threw all the eggshell fragments he had obtained in the direction of Song Changsheng. He originally wanted to scatter the fragments, but was afraid of angering Chiyu, so he had to choose Song Changsheng as the scapegoat.

Seeing him throw away the fragments in his hand, Chiyu stopped attacking him and tried to intercept the fragments. The middle-aged monk took the opportunity to escape.

On the other side, Song Changsheng noticed something approaching at a very fast speed. He turned around and found that it was several palm-sized pieces of eggshell.

Before he could be happy, he immediately saw Akabane following him and the middle-aged monk turning around and running away.

"Dirty the disaster to the east?"

Song Changsheng understood the middle-aged cultivator's purpose after just a quick thought. He was so angry that he cursed all his female relatives for eighteen generations in his heart.

catch.

No answer.

This was a multiple-choice question before him.

After just a brief thought, he finally decided to take action and took the fragments into his hands.

He originally had no intention of joining the battle, but when these fragments came in front of him, they became his opportunity, and since it was an opportunity, he had to fight for it!
Seeing him put the fragments into his pocket, Akabane, who had arrived late, frowned slightly, crossed his arms and said arrogantly: "You'd better spit out what I have."

"If it's not in your hands, how can it be considered yours?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but sneer.

"You want to go against me?"

A dangerous aura emerged from Akabane, full of threats.

But Song Changsheng wouldn't fall for it. The Jinwu Sect was indeed very powerful, but it was not yet to the point of covering the sky with one hand. If even the independent cultivators dared to compete with him, how could he just give in?
He held the seven eggshell fragments in his palm and said coldly, "The fragments are here. If you want them, come and get them yourself!"

"You think I dare not?"

Akabane raised his thick eyebrows and waved his arms. Suddenly, a sea of ​​fire appeared above his head, releasing a scorching breath that evaporated the surrounding clouds.

"Swish"

Several red fire dragons rushed out from the sea of ​​fire, rushing over with terrifying high temperature. Wherever they passed, all the water was evaporated.

Song Changsheng's robe fluttered and his face was as calm as water. When it came to playing with fire, he was never inferior to anyone.

"【Purple Void Divine Fire】"

The purple flames behind him transformed into a huge python bird, which flapped its wings, let out a long, loud and clear cry, and suddenly pounced out.

"Wow—"

Several red fire dragons were directly swallowed by the huge python, without even the chance to struggle.

Looking at the purple python bird whose might seemed to have become even stronger, Chiyu's face darkened slightly and he asked in a cold voice, "Are you Song Changsheng?"

"It's Song!"

Since he was recognized, Song Changsheng admitted it generously.

"Haha, very good. I have long wanted to try your [Purple Void Divine Fire]. After seeing you today, I can see that you are indeed qualified to fight me."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a dozen pieces of eggshell fragments of different sizes appeared in his hand.

Chiyu licked his scarlet lips and said, "I also have a spiritual fire. Let's fight. If you win, my spiritual fire and these Dao rhyme fragments will be yours. The same goes for me if I win."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng frowned slightly.

"Fighting Fire" is a very ancient form of gambling. Regardless of the cultivation level of the two participants, they compete with each other's spiritual fire, letting the spiritual fire devour each other, and it ends when one side is completely devoured.

It can be said to be an extremely costly gamble.

After all, spiritual fire is rare, and it takes a huge cost to cultivate it. It would be fine if you win, but if you lose, you will directly become the opponent's nourishment.

It is obvious that Akabane proposed this bet just for the [Purple Void Divine Fire].

Song Changsheng naturally couldn't back down, and said calmly: "Then come on."

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Akabane's face.

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ps: The update will be later. (End of this chapter)