Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Seeing that the old ghost Chihuo was about to perform another salute, Song Changsheng hurriedly pulled him up and pushed him directly to a seat.

"You are the elder of the family after all, don't kneel down at every turn."

Patting his shoulder, Song Changsheng returned to his seat and said, "I didn't plan to ask you to come this time, but considering that you are old and have been stuck in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment for many years, you might as well give it a try. If you can gain something in the battle, you may be able to make further progress."

"I know the young master's painstaking efforts, but I am also aware of my own talent. I have come this far thanks to the young master's support. Now, I no longer hope to make further progress. I only hope that this broken body can charge for the young master a few more times."

What Old Ghost Chihuo said came from the bottom of his heart.

He did feel resentful at the beginning, but later, Song Changsheng's personal charm conquered him and made him willing to work for him.

Descendants and generations to come are not a joke.

Song Changsheng was silent for a while after hearing this and said, "No matter what, we should still give it a try."

"Since the young master asked me to try, I will give it a try." The old ghost Chihuo said with a smile.

"You old ghost."

Song Changsheng cursed with a smile, then took out a brocade box from his sleeve, pushed it in front of the old ghost Chihuo with his magic power and said, "Xian'er has found out his spiritual roots, so you can be considered as a successor. This is a small gift I prepared for him as an elder. Please pass it on for me, and you must not embezzle it."

Looking at the brocade box in front of him, although he knew that this was Song Changsheng's move to win people's hearts, the old ghost Chihuo was still moved. He stood up and saluted, saying: "This old servant thanks the clan leader on behalf of my son."

"There's no need to be so polite between you and me. Do you have any difficulty in practicing your mental method? I remember that the Red Flame Art you practiced was not of a high grade."

"The lower grade of the third level is enough." The old ghost Chihuo said hurriedly.

"We should take a long-term view. There is a mental method in the family treasury called "The Great Sun Burning Heaven Art", which is one of the original Lieyang Sect's sect-protecting mental methods. It is a third-level upper-grade one. It will appear in the next merit exchange pavilion. You can take a look at it when you have time."

Hearing this, Chihuo Old Ghost was overjoyed. He knew that Song Changsheng was leaking the news to him in advance, and he quickly said, "Thank you, Patriarch."

"Just chatting casually." Song Changsheng took a sip of the fragrant tea, and then asked: "Do you have something to tell me?"

His intuition told him that the old ghost Chihuo was hiding something.

The old ghost Chihuo hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, I want Changxian to serve Master Yun. I hope you will agree."

After saying that, he buried his head, not daring to look directly into Song Changsheng's eyes. He knew that his words were contrary to the clan rules, and in the Song family, clan rules were everything!

Unexpectedly, Song Changsheng did not fly into a rage, nor did he flatly refuse. Instead, he fell into deep thought. After a while, he said calmly, "Why do you have such a plan? Xian'er is your eldest son, and the first one to be diagnosed with spiritual roots."

The old ghost Chihuo immediately repeated what he had said to Song Qingyun.

After listening, Song Changsheng fell silent again.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

After a long time, Song Changsheng said quietly: "You go down first, I will think about this matter."

The old ghost Chihuo was overjoyed and quickly retreated after paying his respects.

After he left, Song Changsheng sat in his chair and began to think about the feasibility of this matter.

At first he really wanted to refuse it directly, but then he saw something else in it.

"It's actually a great way to control auxiliary forces." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

As the Song family's territory grew larger, the loyalty and stability of its affiliated forces became increasingly important, so he always wanted to interfere in the internal affairs of the major affiliated forces, especially the election of their leaders.

A leader who is friendly with the Soong family will undoubtedly greatly increase the stability and loyalty of his power.

However, forced intervention would backfire and increase the vigilance of affiliated forces against the Song family, and the selection of personnel would also be a big problem.

But if these forces were allowed to raise the outstanding disciples in the Song family from an early age, they would definitely become friendly to the Song family imperceptibly.

When the time is right, they can be sent back to the family to compete for the management or even the position of the person in charge, and it will be a natural way to place "their own people" in the family.

There is no need to worry that they will marginalize those who are labeled as "Song faction". After all, this world is all about who has the bigger fist. As long as one has decent talent and is systematically trained by the Song family, after returning to the family, he or she may not be far ahead of others, but at least he or she will be among the best.

If such talents are deliberately kept in cold storage, people will lose confidence in their character, which will make it easier for the Song family to manipulate them.

Of course, if we encounter someone with a strong mind who is difficult to be assimilated by the Song family, I am afraid that training him would be a waste of time to help others.

But it's not a big problem. These people have been sent to the mountains since they were young. Even if there are such people among them, there must not be many. One or two failures will not cause any big trouble.

As long as this system continues, there will be more and more "Song factions" among these affiliated forces. Song Changsheng can use these "Song factions" to legitimately interfere in their internal affairs and bind them tightly to the Song family.

But everything has its pros and cons.

Once this system is implemented, the ties between these monks from other families and the monks from the Song family will become closer and closer as they spend time together day and night.

For ordinary members of the Song family, it is nothing more than having more friends.

But for those who are powerful and ambitious, the forces behind these non-Buddhist monks around him are the capital and strength for him to fight for power and profit in the future.

By then, there might be affiliated forces that would intervene in the internal affairs of the Song family, which would cause endless troubles.

It was for this reason that Song Changsheng did not give an immediate reply to the old ghost Chihuo.

“Perhaps we should try another approach and establish an institution similar to an academy, give each family a certain number of places, and then lure them with benefits.

After the training is completed, those with outstanding talents can be arranged to marry or appointed as guest officials. Those who do not want to stay in the family will be sent back to help them take power.

Yes, that's right. The identity of academy students is obviously more acceptable than servants, and it also reduces the contact between the monks in the clan and them.

In this way, not only will Chihuo's demands be met, but my goal will also be achieved, and the family can also maintain the old system, killing two birds with one stone!"

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng's mind suddenly became clear. If this system could be implemented smoothly, it would bring many benefits to the Song family.

Having solved another difficult problem, Song Changsheng was in a very good mood. He put his hands behind his back, hummed a little tune, and walked out of the side hall leisurely, heading straight for the General Affairs Hall...

That night, the Song family held a meeting of elders overnight, and after a vote, Song Changsheng's resolution was passed almost unanimously.

However, even though it has been approved, it is not so easy to implement. For example, the location of the college, who will teach, what kind of training standards to follow, what kind of threshold to set, etc., all need to be carefully considered, and decisions cannot be made blindly.

The formal implementation of this plan will have to wait until at least next year, but it doesn't hurt to release the news first to give the people below some time to react.

When receiving this news, the following reactions varied.

People like Old Man Chihuo and the Wang and Yu families were naturally ecstatic. After all, they had long been deeply bound to the Song family, and the opening of this academy was a pure benefit for them.

Not only can it increase the upper limit of outstanding disciples in the clan, but it also provides them with channels to come into contact with the geniuses of the younger generation of the Song family. This is simply something they have been longing for.

The attitudes of the seven major families in Yangzhou are somewhat intriguing. For example, the Bai family is more supportive, while powerful families such as the Chu family and the Shangguan family are more resistant. After all, Song Changsheng's intentions are like the lice on a monk's head. They see it clearly, but they dare not express it openly.

The rest of the companies basically just watched and waited, neither supporting nor opposing.

Song Changsheng sat high in the main hall, looking at the intelligence continuously sent in by the spies under the Fengyu Hall, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if these people knew his intention, this was the trend and no one could go against it. If they didn't join, the ultimate outcome would be being kicked out!

He was not afraid of some people not cooperating. It was just right that they did not cooperate. The Song family had recovered over the years, and the unchanging pattern of Yangzhou should be broken. After all, there is no construction without destruction!
"You better not cooperate too much..." Song Changsheng murmured to himself...

At the same time, Song Qingshi was also giving orders to the deacons in the hall.

"Qing Yan."

"Elder." Song Qingyan hurried forward.

Song Qingshi said with a cold gleam in his eyes: "Order the spies in Yangzhou to move. No matter what happens, they must report it immediately."

"As ordered!"

"Oh, by the way, let them investigate further to see which unidentified people they have interacted with over the years, especially the Chu and Shangguan families. Record them all."

Hearing this, Song Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said, "What if we can't find out?"

"Do I need to teach you about this kind of thing?" Song Qingshi casually flipped through the jade slips on the table and said with his eyelids lowered.

Song Qingyan's heart trembled, and he quickly bowed and said, "I understand, I will arrange it now."

Looking at his hurriedly leaving back, Song Qingshi shook his head slightly. After all, the awareness of the people under his command was not high enough, and it was not easy to use them.

Does it matter whether you can find out something or not?
Of course it doesn’t matter. He just prepared a reason for the family to take action. Although it may not be used, it is better to be prepared.

He knew very well that the family would take action against Yangzhou sooner or later. After all, the Lieyang Sect had been destroyed for so many years, and the Song family had yet to completely digest Yangzhou.

This phenomenon is bound to not continue forever, the family is just waiting for an opportunity.

He and his spies can find such an opportunity, and even if there is no opportunity, they can create one.

As for the question of whether it was moral or immoral to do so, Song Qingshi had never considered it at all.

From the first day he entered the Wind Whisper Palace, he deeply understood what the true function of the Wind Whisper Palace was.

There are some things that Song Changsheng finds difficult to do or say, so this is his time to show off.

He has no such thing as morality, and he hopes that his subordinates don't have it either.

They don't need that stuff, all they need to do is be loyal to their family.

Just when undercurrents were surging in Yangzhou, the end of the year passed quietly, and the personnel transfers of major forces were eventually discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

After all, more than two hundred foundation-building cultivators and dozens of purple mansion cultivators were mobilized at the same time, so the commotion could not be small.

Fortunately, forces such as the Jinwu Sect and the Tianmai Sect had "inadvertently" revealed in advance that they would be taking action against the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect in the near future, so they did not alert the enemy.

However, the force mobilized this time was too huge, and it still aroused the vigilance of the Haoran Alliance.

Therefore, after the New Year, several main leaders of the Haoran Alliance quietly gathered together at the call of someone.

"Lao Cui, what's wrong with you? Why are you calling us here at this time? Don't you know that things are getting tense recently?"

In the hidden stone chamber, a sturdy man came in and questioned a skinny old man in the center.

The other three people present also turned their eyes to him, because what the sturdy man said was the truth. They had the principle of not gathering unless there was a major event. Now that the major forces were mobilizing their troops, it was time for them to keep a low profile.

The risk of exposure is extremely high if the other party convenes a party at this time.

Given the reputation of the Haoran Alliance, once their identities are exposed, they will definitely die a miserable death.

Seeing that everyone looked unhappy, Lao Cui remained calm and said calmly: "Don't worry, the place I chose is safe enough."

"Hmph, I wouldn't even come if it wasn't safe. If you have something to say, say it now. The Blood Ruins Realm is about to open, and I don't have time to waste with you." The sturdy man said bluntly.

"Yes, what is the important matter that has gathered all of us here?"

The skinny old man didn't waste any words and said bluntly: "Why don't we postpone the opening of the Blood Ruins Realm this time? I always feel that those people are targeting us."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed immediately.

But soon the sturdy man sneered and said, "Bullshit, if they could find the Blood Ruins Realm, why would they have to wait until now?
Cui Yu, we are following Fairy Lingmou with our heads on the line. This is our only hope for the whole year. You must open up this Blood Ruins Realm even if the sky falls!"

Seeing the sturdy man speaking so rudely, Cui Yu couldn't help but get angry: "Isn't it for my safety? If they really come for us, we will be wiped out. It's only a year, what's the harm?
Didn't you live before the Blood Ruins Realm existed?"

"It's so easy for you to say that." Zhang Heng retorted without any politeness.

Seeing that the tension between the two was growing, the others quickly stepped forward to mediate.

Cui Yu did not appreciate it and slammed the table, saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think? Do you want to listen to me and postpone it until next year, or do you want to listen to Zhang Manzi? Just make your decision."

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

...(End of chapter)