Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

That's normal.

Someone like Wu Jie, who has lived alone all his life, cannot understand Song Qingxing's feelings at this moment.

The flying boat was very fast. It reached the border state in just over ten days and stopped in the airspace around Luoxia City.

Song Qingxing, who was eager to return home, did not hesitate at all and rushed back to Cangmang Peak as quickly as possible.

At sunset, at the edge of Luoyue Cliff, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the Sifang Pavilion, giving it a different kind of color.

A thin figure stood in the middle, his eyes staring calmly ahead, eagerly waiting.

She didn't know how long she had been standing here or waiting. She was like a sculpture, as if nothing could attract her attention.

In her sight, the fiery red sun slowly disappeared into the mountains, the afterglow in the sky gradually faded away, and the night began to take over the world before her.

At this time, the moon and the stars in the sky, which were obscured by the sun's brilliance, also began to become active.

Song Qingxi looked up at the bright moon. It was like a mirror, reflecting a determined face. She couldn't help but be a little dazed, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye unconsciously.

She didn't know how long she stood in the howling cold wind, until the clouds blocked the bright moon. She then reluctantly withdrew her gaze and turned away.

When she returned to her own courtyard, she found that the yard, which should have been pitch dark, was now brightly lit.

Song Qingxi's heart trembled, and he instantly thought of a possibility.

She stepped through the gate as quickly as possible and entered the empty courtyard, where she indeed spotted that familiar figure.

"When did you come back?" Song Qingxi subconsciously grasped the hem of her skirt and said calmly.

"I just got back. I went to Xiaoqingshan. You were not here, so I came here." Song Qingxing came to the side of the beauty and said softly.

"Oh, the family temporarily assigned me a task, so I..."

"You've lost weight." Song Qingxing interrupted her explanation and reached out to hold her cold hand.

Feeling the warmth from those big hands, Song Qingxi was able to confirm that this was not a dream, nor was it her fantasy. The person she had been thinking about day and night had really come back.

At this moment, her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, but she still defended herself by saying, "It's because I've been busy lately."

Song Qingxing was no longer the cold wooden man who knew nothing about love. He knew very well what caused all this. He reached out and took the person in front of him into his arms, saying sincerely, "I'm sorry for making you worry. I didn't think it would take so long."

According to his established plan, this trip should be a quick one to two years before he can return to Cangmang Peak.

Who would have known that such a big change would happen in the abyss, causing him a lot of trouble and delaying his journey.

Song Qingxi's palm brushed across his back. Even through the clothes, the raised scars were still so obvious. One could imagine how many hardships and dangers he had experienced on this trip.

Hearing Song Qingxing's apologetic words, she could no longer hold back her tears, which burst out instantly.

"I don't want you to say sorry, I just want you to be well, promise me, don't leave me again, okay? I don't want to be alone anymore..."

Song Qingxing's breath was choked, and he nodded firmly, "No, never again. From tomorrow on, all the obstacles between us will disappear!"

"Are you serious?" Song Qingxi's eyes sparkled with surprise.

"of course."

"I have to go visit my uncle in a while. You should get a good night's sleep tonight and don't have to wait for me. All problems will be solved tomorrow morning." Song Qingxing said softly.

Hearing this, Song Qingxi did not continue to ask, but just nodded obediently and said: "Okay."

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and then Song Qingxing sent Song Qingxi back to the room, covered her with a quilt personally, and then quietly closed the door and walked out of the courtyard.

"I'm not saying anything, Xing boy, next time you two are being affectionate, can you please consider my feelings first?"

Wu Jie's complaining voice came into his mind. He was inexplicably fed a handful of dog food, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"You can close your spiritual consciousness." Song Qingxing said lightly.

"Do you think I don't want to?" Wu Jie really wanted to roll his eyes after hearing this. He was now under the control of others. Without Song Qingxing's permission, he had no way of closing his spiritual consciousness.

"Be careful next time."

After making a few excuses, Song Qingxing rushed to Song Changsheng's courtyard. It was time to confess some things...

As soon as he arrived outside the courtyard, he happened to run into Song Qingyun who was returning from the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Song Qingxing, Song Qingyun was very surprised: "Brother, you are back?"

Seeing that it was him, Song Qingxing's expression softened a little. It could be said that Song Qingyun grew up under his care and was one of the few people close to him.

After looking him up and down, he asked with a little surprise: "Breakthrough?"

"Well, I had a lucky breakthrough some time ago."

"Very good." Song Qingxing nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Song Qingyun smiled embarrassedly, but he was more happy in his heart. It was not easy to get praise from the Punishment Elder.

"Has my uncle come out of confinement?"

"Father just came back from Luoxia City not long ago. He should be in the study now. I will lead the way for you, big brother."

"No need, go and get busy." Song Qingxing politely declined.

Song Qingyun immediately understood what he meant, smiled and bowed, saying, "Okay, then please do as you please, big brother."

After saying that, he returned to his room.

After sending him away, Song Qingxing came to the study room. The door opened automatically and Song Changsheng's deep voice came from it: "Come in."

"Uncle, I'm back."

"Well, it's better to come back at the right time than to come back early. I just have something to tell you." Song Changsheng motioned Song Qingxing to sit down at the seat opposite him and said with a smile.

"My nephew is here to ask for help from my uncle."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "It's strange to hear such words coming out of your mouth. What could have happened when you just came back?"

After saying that, he glanced at the dark sky outside, and suddenly realized, "You weren't kicked out by Xi'er, were you? I can't help you with this matter, you should go find your great aunt."

Looking at Song Changsheng's sly smile, Song Qingxing's mouth twitched slightly, and a word emerged in his mind - disrespectful to the elderly.

In order to avoid more outrageous speculations from his mouth, he got straight to the point and said, "I went to the abyss this time."

Song Changsheng's smile suddenly stopped, he stood up and frowned and said: "The abyss in the cultivation world of Lu State?" "Yes."

"hiss……"

There was a sound of someone sucking in a breath of cold air, and Song Changsheng's gaze towards him suddenly changed.

Although he had never been to the cultivation world of Lu State, he had heard of the abyss's evil reputation. Over the years, countless cultivators who did not believe in evil had died there. And now, Song Qingxing actually said that he had been to the abyss and came back alive. This... why did it sound so magical?
“The last time I went down the mountain to train, I went to the cultivation world of Lu State. It happened that the remains of the Jindan cultivators appeared in the world, and I seized a map. That map was drawn by a survivor who walked out of the abyss.

I was being hunted by the Rakshasa Hall, and with nowhere else to go, I entered the abyss, where I discovered the origin of a law. This time I went there to bring that origin out."

"you made it?"

Song Changsheng's breathing couldn't help but become rapid. This was the origin of the laws, a rare treasure between heaven and earth. After a Jindan cultivator absorbed it, there would be no obstacles in his advancement to the Yuanying realm. Even a waste could change his aptitude and become a genius after absorbing it.

This is an unimaginable opportunity, how could he not be excited?
Facing Song Changsheng's gaze, Song Qingxing nodded slightly, took off the bronze mirror from his waist and placed it on the table, saying, "It's inside."

Looking at the bronze mirror, Song Changsheng's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully: "This mirror of yours is very unusual."

"It's called the [Spiritual Soul-Captivating Mirror], and it's mine..." Song Qingxing briefly recounted the whole story, not even hiding the existence of Wu Jie, revealing everything.

After listening to this, Song Changsheng was filled with emotion, and his gaze when he looked at Song Qingxing became extremely complicated. He always felt that he was very lucky, but compared to this person, he was not even a little bit worse.

Ancient spiritual treasures, the origin of laws, and maps of the abyss.

If any one of them was thrown out, the Da Qi cultivation world would tremble, and all of these happened to the same person.

He took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions, and said in a deep voice: "What do you need me to do?"

"My nephew hopes that my uncle can help Xier integrate the origin of the law."

"You want to give the origin of this law to Xier?" Song Changsheng looked at Song Qingxing in shock and said in disbelief.

"Yes!" Song Qingxing answered firmly.

"The reason why I went to obtain the origin of this law was for Xi'er. This is the only way to close the talent gap between us. I said, I have a way to solve all of this."

Song Changsheng stared at Song Qingxing's eyes for a long time, and finally burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, ok, ok!
I didn't misjudge you, and neither did Xi'er!" Song Changsheng's face was full of joy, and he looked at Song Qingxing with increasing satisfaction. Anyone can shout slogans and say sweet words, but in the face of such huge interests, how many people can do this as calmly as he does?

Compared to his joy, Wu Jie in the mirror was full of worry.

With Song Qingxing's talent, as long as he can integrate the origin of this law, he will be able to step into the Purple Mansion in a few days, and from then on he will rise rapidly. It will be easy for him to surpass his past self. And as Song Qingxing's guide on the road of cultivation, it is natural that his success will benefit everyone around him.

But Song Qingxing made a choice he had never imagined, which he could not understand.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but Song Qingxing actually revealed all his secrets, which he thought was the most stupid of all.

Money can move people's hearts. In the face of absolute interests, family affection and love seem so pale and powerless.

He has lived for a long time and witnessed too many examples of brothers killing each other and fathers and sons turning against each other. This is also the main reason why he chose to sever all ties. No one can love as much as he loves himself.

Wu Jie hopes that Song Qingxing can also understand this truth.

Unfortunately, he made the exact opposite choice.

What made him even more crazy was that after learning all this, Song Changsheng, apart from the excitement and eagerness he showed at the beginning, did not show the slightest greed or desire.

Is there really friendship in this world that is not moved by interests?

"Impossible, he hid it too well, it must be like this!" Wu Jie thought secretly, and vowed to uncover Song Changsheng's true face and let Song Qingxing realize the evil nature of human hearts.

However, no one cared about his thoughts at this moment. Song Changsheng asked directly: "When do you plan to start?"

"The sooner the better. Let's do it tomorrow."

"Okay, go back first. I need to prepare well."

"Thank you uncle."

Song Qingxing thanked him and then turned to leave, but did not take the bronze mirror on the table away. Instead, he left it here. He believed in Song Changsheng, just as Song Changsheng believed in him back then.

After he left, Song Changsheng cast his gaze towards the bronze mirror on the table and said, "Don't hold it in, come out and talk."

A cloud of mist emerged from the pupil on the back of the bronze mirror and transformed into a slightly blurry human face in the air.

Wu Jie looked at Song Changsheng and said sarcastically: "Why, you can't help it now, weren't you pretending well just now?"

Song Changsheng didn't care about his provocation and said calmly: "You seem to have a lot of problems with me?"

"Hmph, don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with you, I have a problem with all of you with the last name Song!

If it weren't for you, Song Qingxing's future achievements would definitely be a hundred... no, a thousand times higher than they are now!"

Looking at Wu Jie who was full of resentment, Song Changsheng couldn't help but smile and said, "You do consider him, but have you ever thought about what Xing'er really wants?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jie fell silent. Of course he knew what Song Qingxing was thinking.

Seeing that he remained silent, Song Changsheng already knew the answer and smiled lightly, "You seem to be very dismissive of the word 'love'?"

"Hmph, what's the use of those burdens?" Wu Jie's words were full of disdain. He practiced the way of ruthlessness during his lifetime.

What a familiar sentence! Song Qingxing once said the same thing to him.

Thinking of his current changes, Song Changsheng couldn't help but laugh. He stood up and walked to the window, saying in a faint voice: "Wu Jie, have you ever had a beloved girl?"

Wu Jie: “…”

……

After coming out of Song Changsheng's study, he learned from Song Qingyun that Xia Yunxue had been very busy with the spiritual wine recently and spent almost every day in the winemaking workshop.

Therefore, he had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​paying respects to Xia Yunxue and went home directly.

Turning the corner and looking at the bright light at the door, Song Qingxing subconsciously quickened his pace and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Didn't I tell you to have a good rest?"

Song Qingxi shook his head slightly and said, "I am not a mortal, how can I sleep so much? I saw that you haven't come back yet, so I thought of waiting for you for a while."

"I just want to talk to my uncle about something. It's windy outside, so go in first."

"Ah."

...(End of chapter)