Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Is it about the Haoran Alliance?"

Song Luzhou's expression suddenly became serious. He picked up the list handed over by Song Changsheng and read in a low voice: "Song Lutong, Song Qingxing, Zhu Yiqun, Chihuo, Song Yulong, Song Changxuan, Song Qingming, Song Qingyun, Song Changxi, Song Qinghu."

Looking at the names on the list, Song Luzhou fell into deep thought.

The strength of these people on the list is naturally unquestionable. Song Lutong, Song Qingxing, Zhu Yiqun, Chihuo, and Song Yulong are all cultivators who have reached the great perfection of foundation building. Looking at the several major Purple Mansion forces in Da Qi, perhaps only the Tianjian Sect can come up with such a talent.

But the composition is indeed somewhat complicated.

Apart from the cultivators from the Song family, Zhu Yiqun is a guest official, Chi Huo is an elder from another family, and Song Yulong is the head of a branch family. It is a hodgepodge.

Most importantly, most of the people on the list are pillars of the family.

Song Lutong will be in charge of Zhangye County, Chihuo needs to be in charge of Yangzhou, Song Yulong is the head of the family, and Song Qingxing is the cultivator with the greatest hope of breaking through the Purple Mansion within the family within a hundred years.

There is no need to talk about Song Qingyun, he is the most talented one among the "Qing" generation and second only to Song Youlin who has natural spiritual roots among the younger generation.

On the battlefield, swords and knives have no eyes, and any harm to anyone would be a heavy blow to the family. Now Song Changsheng wants to drag all these people to the battlefield. Even if Song Luzhou is brave enough, he can't help but feel hesitant at this moment.

Perhaps seeing his hesitation, Song Changsheng smiled and said, "Uncle Lu Tong and Chi Huo have been lingering in the state of Great Perfection for many years because they lack the opportunity to break through. It is good for them to participate in such a war."

"Then you don't have to let Qingyun take the risk with you. He has just broken through the foundation building stage. It will be difficult for him to protect himself in such a large-scale battlefield." Song Luzhou said with dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng smiled and said, "Fifth uncle, what you said is wrong. It is precisely because Yun'er is gifted that he needs to step out of the greenhouse. This opportunity is rare, and it will be good for him to see the world more.

Don't worry, I will let him follow Yiqun and the others. He has special talents, and maybe he can play the role of playing the pig and eating the tiger."

Song Luzhou threw the list in his hand on the table, puffed his beard and glared, "You are the only one who has so many reasons."

"Then you agree."

"Your great clan leader has spoken, what else can my personal seal say?"

With a gloomy face, Song Luzhou took out a jade seal and stamped the list, then threw it aside, hoping that out of sight, out of mind.

Reaching out his hand and taking the list, Song Changsheng said with a smile: "Fifth uncle, don't forget to send out the transfer order. The end of the year is approaching, and I still have a lot of things to tell them."

"Go away, I'm busy." Song Luzhou waved his hand unhappily, and his face became even darker.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng hurriedly left the General Affairs Hall.

Originally, as the patriarch, he holds all the power in the family. If he wants to transfer anyone to join the war, he doesn't need to go through any procedures with Song Luzhou.

But after serving as the patriarch for so many years, he gradually understood some truths.

Unlimited power that cannot be restrained by anyone is a good thing for the ruler personally, but not necessarily for a family.

As his cultivation grew, his prestige within the clan also grew higher and higher, and now there were almost no dissenting voices. As long as he was in the clan meeting, he basically had the final say, and whatever he said was what counted.

Although this was a sign of the tribe's respect and trust in him, he did not think it was a good thing.

He is just a human, not a god. It is impossible for all his choices to be correct. There will always be omissions.

It would be fine at normal times, but if his judgment is wrong at a moment that concerns the fate of the family, it would be catastrophic.

It was precisely because he realized this that he personally divided the powers of the elders at the Jiazi clan meeting, allowing everyone to perform their duties and display their talents.

He stayed behind the scenes and no longer interfered in the family's specific affairs. As long as the general direction was not wrong, it was fine.

Therefore, even if he had the power, he did not act arbitrarily, but came to Song Luzhou specifically to go through a "procedure". Procedure is a very important thing.

He wants to set an example to other family members and his successors through practical actions. Even if you have supreme power, you cannot be a dictator!
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Within five days, Song Lutong, Chi Huo and other cultivators outside also returned to Cangmang Peak one after another after receiving the transfer order.

After everyone had a short rest, Song Changsheng informed them to gather in the side hall.

Since Song Changsheng kept the secret strictly, no one knew the purpose of calling them here.

However, no one had done anything wrong, so naturally there was nothing to feel guilty about. Seeing that Song Changsheng had not arrived yet, everyone began to chat in low voices.

"Young master, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have actually broken through to the foundation-building stage. How can I, an old man like me, feel embarrassed?" The old ghost Chihuo came in front of Song Qingyun and said with emotion.

Song Qingyun still had some respect for the old man Chihuo. Hearing this, he said modestly, "Thanks to my family's training, I have made some achievements. Uncle Chi is too kind."

Song Qingyun's call of "Uncle Chi" touched the heart of the old ghost Chihuo. His eyes narrowed into slits and he said with a smile: "I heard that the clan is preparing a marriage for you. Does the young master have a suitable candidate?
In fact, if you ask me, with your talent, there is no need for you to marry so early. It would be better for you to take in a few concubines first. If you need any, I can choose for you from the major clans in Yangzhou."

Seeing that the topic was about his marriage, Song Qingyun was overwhelmed and quickly changed the subject: "Uncle Chi, I heard that your eldest son has already found his spiritual roots. Congratulations! You will have someone to carry on your legacy."

Speaking of his eldest son, Chihuo Old Ghost couldn't help but smile, and waved his hand, saying, "He only has three spiritual roots, which is far inferior to you. Fortunately, I have accumulated some wealth over the years, so I don't have to go out to lick blood in the martial arts world, but his future achievement will only be to build a foundation.

Fortunately, he has many brothers and sisters, and the older ones are almost old enough to be tested, so there is still some hope. "

In fact, the old ghost Chihuo has something else to say. He is still trying hard to take concubines and have children. Even if he has to use quantity to create a genius, he will do it.

This is the advantage of the foundation-building cultivator.

As Qigong practitioners age, their Qi and blood will deteriorate and their energy will drop significantly. Due to their life level, their offspring will mostly be ordinary people.

But it is different for foundation-building cultivators. As long as their origin is not damaged, their body will not decay. Because of the evolution of their life level, the probability of their offspring being born with spiritual roots is also higher.

The most important thing is that it is not like the Purple Mansion monks, who have difficulty in reproduction because their life level is too high.

Therefore, the foundation-building cultivators are the main force for the reproduction of the world of cultivation.

The old ghost Chihuo also made full use of his "strengths". In addition to his wife Bai Ruotong, he also took more than forty concubines.

Although there are only forty or so of them, not a single one is a mortal. They are all cultivators, and they have given birth to nearly two hundred children for him over the years.

Old Ghost Chihuo still has at least a few decades to live, and this number will surely increase further, and his descendants will be endless.

By then, maybe he can really achieve his wish and produce a genius.

But that's all for later. The old ghost Chihuo is now thinking about something else. He looked around and sent a message to Song Qingyun, "I wonder if the young master needs someone to serve him?"

Song Qingyun couldn't help but wonder when he heard this: "I have hands and feet, why do I need someone to serve me?"

This has been the Song family's long-standing custom. From the family elders to ordinary cultivators, everyone does things by themselves and does not select servants from the mortal world to serve them.

The original intention of doing this was to prevent the family monks from becoming obsessed with pleasure and neglecting their cultivation.

Moreover, some servants have evil intentions, and living with them day and night will have an impact.

Therefore, the Song family has always been very strict in this regard.

Song Qingyun was no longer a young boy. When he heard Chihuo Laogui mention this, he immediately became alert. He thought that he was going to give him some beauties or something, so he quickly reminded him: "Uncle Chi, don't forget the family rules."

“Of course I know the family rules, so I asked the young master to mention it to the clan leader to see if I can let my son come to serve you.

You should know something about the reason why the clan leader asked me to settle down in Yangzhou. I know very well that the reason I can stay in Yangzhou and suppress evil is not because of my strong strength, but because I have the support of my family.

It depends on the trust of the family and the trust of the patriarch.

But this heavy trust will be difficult for my descendants to inherit, and this is what I have always been worried about.

I don't have many years left to live. If I can't maintain the family's trust, the family's future will be in jeopardy.

Sir, I will not hide it from you. The reason I ask this question today is because I admire your character and status, as well as the slight affection we had for each other back then.

My son will come to serve you, and he will be yours. You can keep him by your side or send him back to Yangzhou. With your protection, he will have a bright future. "

Hearing the heartfelt words from old ghost Chihuo, Song Qingyun sighed quietly, thinking that all the calculations were for the sake of future generations.

He said with a complicated expression: "I know what Chi Bo is thinking, but such a major matter is not something Qing Yun can decide. Chi Bo is highly valued and trusted by father, so why don't you explain it directly to father? I believe he will not ignore you."

"Ugh……

The clan leader is naturally kindhearted. I am where I am today only because he has let bygones be bygones.

However, this matter concerns the clan rules, and I am really unsure, so I brought it up with you first, hoping that you would say a few good words for me at the critical moment. "The old ghost Chihuo was full of shame, and his actions today were somewhat suspected of being a form of kidnapping.

But there was no other way, this was the best solution he could think of.

If Song Qingxing's temperament wasn't too cold and he wasn't the family's punishment elder, he would have gone over to try to persuade him. After all, he had at least served as a guard when they were in Xiangzhou.

Song Qingyun was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and said: "I will mention this matter in front of my father, but... I can't guarantee the result."

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir. Your words are enough." The old ghost Chihuo was overjoyed. With Song Qingyun's help, he could just risk his old face and go to Song Changsheng to cry and complain. Maybe the matter would be settled!
Just as the two were talking, Song Changsheng, who had arrived late, also arrived at the side hall.

Everyone stopped talking tacitly and stood up to greet him.

"Please take a seat, everyone. I called you all here today mainly because I have something important to tell you."

"Please give us your instructions, clan leader. Yulong will not decline even if it means death!" Song Yulong stood up first and said.

Everyone also expressed their attitudes.

"This time, you really need to fight hard."

After that, Song Changsheng recounted the whole story and emphasized the risks involved, saying, "We not only have to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the Haoran Alliance, but after seizing control of the ancient battlefield, we will most likely have to compete with the elites of the Tianjian Sect and even the Jinwu Sect, which involves even greater risks.

If there are any of you who are unwilling to take the risk, I will not force you, and you can leave now."

"I said, you usually don't think of me when good things happen, but now you think of me when you have to risk your life." Zhu Yiqun glanced at Song Changsheng and said carelessly.

"You are a guest of the family, and I don't want you to risk your life, but we really can't do without you this time. You are the main force among the main forces." Song Changsheng glanced at his belly and blinked.

Zhu Yiqun understood immediately. He rubbed his chin with his chubby hands for a while, and then stretched out five fingers.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng immediately shook his head and stretched out a finger.

“You are too…” The little fat man immediately became anxious, looked around, sat back in his seat, closed his eyes and held up three fingers.

Song Changsheng cursed the fat guy in his heart, but finally nodded reluctantly. There was nothing he could do. He had to agree. Without him, this thing would not be possible.

"Okay then. I'll go." Zhu Yiqun agreed immediately.

Everyone in the hall looked at the two people playing guessing games and was completely confused.

The old ghost Chihuo wanted to show off, so he immediately stood up and expressed his loyalty, saying, "Just give the order, clan leader. Chihuo will not hesitate to die even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire."

No one showed any fear, even Song Qingyun and Song Changxi, who had the lowest cultivation, had determination in their eyes.

Song Changsheng couldn't help but nod slightly. The Song family men who grew up in blood and fire had no lack of courage.

“In that case, you should stay in the family and prepare well during this period. If you need anything, just let us know and the family will do its best to solve it for you.

Is there anything you don’t understand?”

"No more." Everyone shook their heads.

"Well, let's adjourn the meeting. The content of today's meeting is top secret and must not be spread to the outside. The Haoran Alliance is omnipresent. If they get to know about it, it will be a disaster." Song Changsheng said, scanning everyone with a stern look.

After saying that, Song Changsheng looked at the old ghost Chihuo and said, "Chihuo stays, you all go first."

"Little Lord!"

After everyone left, the old ghost Chihuo immediately paid homage.

"Why do you have to do this? Get up quickly. I'm only keeping you here to reminisce about the past. It's been years since we last met. You have played a huge role in the peace and stability of Yangzhou today."

"Young Master..." The old ghost Chihuo's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

...(End of chapter)