Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"What are you thinking?"

"Ok?"

Song Changsheng came back to his senses and shook his head, "Nothing, I just think the Tianjian Sect's behavior is a little strange."

"It's very strange. Ever since the sword monument was stolen, they have been keeping a low profile a little too much."

"Does Master know something?"

Bai Zhengchun did not answer his question directly, but suddenly said with emotion: "If I remember correctly, Jian Wuming should be more than 450 years old this year."

After saying that, he returned to the camp staggeringly with his hands behind his back.

Watching him leave, Song Changsheng couldn't help but secretly complain: "Every time he says half and leaves half, he keeps people on suspense."

After thinking about it, there are only two possibilities for Bai Zhengchun's words.

One is that Jian Wuming's time is approaching, and he does not want to participate in the war again, so as not to damage his lifespan and affect the smooth transfer of power in the Tianjian Sect.

Second, Jian Wuming plans to give it a try, break free from his own shackles, and take his cultivation to a higher level.

Song Changsheng himself is more inclined to the second possibility. No one would be willing to wait for death. Even ants try to survive, let alone the leader of a powerful sect?
Jian Wuming was most likely preparing for a breakthrough to the Jindan stage, or maybe he had already started. Considering their massive purchase of [Black Gold], it seemed to further verify his guess.

In addition to using spiritual treasures to resist the minor thunder tribulations in the Jindan period, certain fourth-order formations can also have a similar effect, and the main function of [Black Gold] is to be used to set up the formation.

Although I don't know what kind of formation they set up, it is definitely a fourth-order formation without a doubt, otherwise it would not have consumed such a huge amount of [Black Gold].

"Eternal life...Eternal life..." Song Changsheng sighed softly.

How many Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivators are there in this world, and how many Golden Core cultivators are there?
In the past thousand years, there has only been one Mu Guibai in the Da Qi cultivation world...

As time went by, cultivators gradually began to gather in the valley called "Blood Ruins Valley" by the Haoran Alliance.

Not only were there Purple Mansion and Foundation Establishment cultivators, there were even Qi Condensation cultivators. Less than three days before the ancient battlefield was opened, five to six hundred people had already gathered in that valley, including seven Purple Mansion cultivators and no less than fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Although they had already known about the strength of the Haoran Alliance from the Jiuli people, they were still a little surprised when Song Changsheng and the others saw such a force with their own eyes. This was enough to compete with any force below the Jindan Sect.

And this is not their full strength, it is simply unimaginable...

“According to Jiuli, the entrance to the Blood Ruins Realm is blocked by a third-grade top-grade formation. The formation and the space corridor are bound to each other. Breaking the formation by force will cause the space corridor to collapse.

Therefore, if we want to open the formation, we need to find the control token. There are five control tokens, which are controlled by five people respectively.

We have already investigated the identities of these five people. They are Cui Yu, Zhang Heng, Chen Long, Lin Chengfeng, and Yang Xuemei.

Cui Yu and Zhang Heng are both long-established independent cultivators in the Da Qi cultivation world, and their cultivation is both in the late Purple Mansion stage.

Chen Long was Chen Qinghui, the former supreme elder of the Chen family in the Lu Kingdom's cultivation world. After the Chen family was destroyed by the Rakshasa Hall, he changed his appearance and came to the Da Qi cultivation world. His cultivation level was also in the late Purple Mansion stage.

Lin Chengfeng and Yang Xuemei have both become active in the Da Qi cultivation world in recent years. Their origins are unknown. According to Jiuli, they may be from outside the four realms, and their cultivation is at the middle stage of the Purple Mansion.

These five people are the most powerful people in the Haoran Alliance except for the Fairy Lingmou. They are the key to this battle. Once these five people die, the other members of the alliance will be nothing but a mob and will collapse at the first touch.

Therefore, after our joint decision, whoever can kill one of them and obtain the control token in his hand can take 10% of the gains in the Blood Ruins Realm. If he can obtain two tokens, he can take 20%, and so on. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Purple Mansion cultivators present immediately frowned.

Feng Zhongyi from the Demon Subduing Hall was the first to raise a question: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, do you mean that the harvest in the Blood Ruins Realm needs to be distributed uniformly?"

"Yes, this battle is the result of everyone's joint efforts, and the rewards must naturally be distributed according to military merit, so that it appears fair and just.

Of course, your hard work in the exploration also counts, and the value of the treasures you hand in will also be counted towards your military merits." Cheng Muqiu said righteously.

Hearing this, Niu Dazhuang, who was sitting next to Song Changsheng, couldn't help but roll his eyes and whispered, "This old guy is so shameless."

Song Changsheng couldn't help but smile and chuckled, "I think it's fair. The more you work, the more you get. Brother, don't forget that Luoxia is also a beneficiary of this distribution plan."

"Tsk, I just can't stand the way these people eat. They're just afraid that someone else will get the treasure. If you want to check the storage bag, just say so directly. Why do you have to find a high-sounding excuse to cover it up?" Niu Dazhuang said disdainfully.

"Brother, I now understand why Second Uncle-Master only lets you serve as an honorary elder."

"Why?" This aroused Niu Dazhuang's interest.

"Because you are not fit to eat meat at the table."

Niu Dazhuang was confused for a moment, scratched his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Changsheng smiled and did not answer, letting him figure it out on his own.

While the two were communicating privately, the others had basically ended the discussion and directly agreed to Cheng Muchui's way of distribution. There was no other way. The one with the bigger fist was king. It was good enough that the two sects and one city were willing to give them a sip of soup. After all, they were just here to make up the numbers.

Seeing that everyone was cooperating, Cheng Muchu couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Bai Zhengchun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, there is one thing I think I need to add."

"Which point?" Cheng Muchu frowned slightly.

"The merit of snatching the token is so great. If everyone present goes to snatch the token, wouldn't it ruin everything?"

Seeing that he had a good reason, Cheng Muqiu's frown gradually relaxed and he asked, "What suggestions does Brother Bai have?"

"The other side has only five people, but we have eight forces here. I think it would be better if one side sends one representative. This way it will not hinder the overall situation, and the force for encirclement and suppression is sufficient."

Cheng Muchu and Zhao Di looked at each other, neither of them knowing what Bai Zhengchun was up to. But after thinking about it, they felt that what he said made sense, and this way, there would be fewer people trying to steal the credit.

Thinking of this, the two of them immediately agreed.

"Brother Bai, what you said makes sense. I will come to the Jinwu Sect myself."

"To be on the safe side, I will do it myself." Zhao Di said, stroking his beard.

Feng Zhongyi from the Demon Subduing Hall, Hua Ruoxi from the Huansha Sect, Lu Chang from the Baicao Hall, Jianxu from the Tianjian Sect, and Song Changsheng all stood up, and everyone tacitly sent out their strongest men to join the battle.

"Senior sister, please go for me."

"Okay." Shen Qingxiu stood up slowly.

Everyone was a little surprised. Both the sect leaders, Cheng Muchu and Zhao Di, had personally taken action, but Bai Zhengchun didn't plan to do it himself?
Facing everyone's gaze, Bai Zhengchun said calmly: "Someone has to be watching the overall situation, just go and compete for it." As soon as these words came out, Cheng Muchu and Zhao Di's faces suddenly became a little ugly. Did he mean that they had no sense of the overall situation?

Although he was angry in his heart, he remained calm on the surface and said, "It's settled then. No one except the selected few is allowed to interfere. If anyone tries to take advantage of others and causes trouble, don't blame me for turning my back on them."

Everyone immediately agreed in unison.

After the meeting, Song Changsheng found Bai Zhengchun and said gratefully, "Thank you, uncle, for fighting for this opportunity for me."

Bai Zhengchun accepted the gift and smiled, "I have fought for the opportunity for you, but whether you can gain anything from it depends on your own ability."

"My luck has always been pretty good."

The two smiled at each other and returned to their camps...

On the first day of February, the morning was breezy and cloudless.

Nearly a thousand members of the Haoran Alliance gathered in the Blood Ruins Valley. Among them, there were unknown little ones, well-known strongmen, and up-and-coming ones who were just beginning to show their talents.

They are all core members of the alliance. Unlike those idle members, they know very well what the Haoran Alliance wants to do, and they know what they will face once their identities are exposed.

Therefore, they have been carefully hiding their identities. Even at gatherings within the alliance, most people still wear masks or cloaks to hide their identities.

This was not the first time for everyone here. They each found a place to meditate, looking as if they wanted to keep away from strangers.

As a result, the valley where thousands of people lived was silent.

Near noon, the crowd finally caused some slight commotion. It turned out that Zhang Heng, Chen Long and others came together.

But soon people discovered that only four of the five elders of the alliance had come, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Zhang Heng and his companions came to the front of the team. Seeing the noisy crowd, they couldn't help but frown and said, "Silence."

Unfortunately, a group of scattered sands is still a group of scattered sands. No one cared about him at all. Everyone continued to do their own thing. Some cultivators even asked directly, "Elder Zhang, why didn't Elder Cui come with you? How can we open the barrier without all the people?"

"Yeah, where is Elder Cui?"

"It's time tomorrow."

Zhang Heng looked at the chaotic scene, suppressed his anger, took out two control tokens, and said in a strong voice: "Cui Yu is as cowardly as a mouse. He actually wanted to cancel this year's Blood Ruins Conference. He was stopped by me. Now he has voluntarily given up the position of elder. Here are his tokens!"

"What? He actually wants to cancel the Blood Ruins Conference!"

One word caused a thousand waves. For a moment, everyone was excited and denounced Cui Yu because this had touched upon their core interests.

Zhang Heng looked at this scene with a sneer. Just as he was about to say a few more words, he felt the ground shaking under his feet. Eight white beams of light shot up into the sky from different directions, and an illusory Tai Chi pattern appeared in the center of the Blood Ruins Valley.

Barriers rose from the ground, directly covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

The sudden change left everyone stunned.

Zhang Heng quickly came to his senses and roared, "Enemy attack!"

There was no need for him to remind them, as many of those who were quick to react had already started to run for their lives.

But the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They saw figures flying on swords coming from all directions, looking down at them and blocking the void around them.

A rough glance revealed that the number of people was no less than two hundred, more than two hundred foundation-building cultivators!
That’s not all. What completely crushed their will to resist was the group of monks who came flying in the air first. They lined up in a row in mid-air, their auras connected into one, releasing endless pressure.

That’s a total of twenty-nine Purple Mansion monks!

Zhang Heng and others felt their hands and feet were cold. Cui Yu's guess came true. The mobilization of major forces in Da Qi was really aimed at them.

"Who, who leaked the news!" Chen Long roared like a wild beast.

But who would have the mood to pay attention to them at this time? The Blood Ruins Valley had already become a mess.

The shortcomings of the loose cultivator alliance were fully reflected at this time. They were all sophisticated egoists. At this critical moment of life and death, they were like a pile of loose sand and could not effectively integrate their strength to resist.

Ye Chengfeng was quick-witted. He flew to a high place, used his magic power and said in a stern voice: "Silence, our strength is not much weaker than theirs. If we want to survive, we have to unite as one.

If you want to live, be quiet. Let's work together to break the barrier!"

After hearing the word "live", most people finally calmed down. Only then did they realize that they were no longer independent cultivators fighting alone, and that the power of the Haoran Alliance was not weak either!

After realizing this, everyone began to gather around Zhang Heng and others.

Niu Dazhuang in the air was puzzled when he saw this: "We're just going to watch?"

Cheng Muqiu sneered: "Just wait and see, they will regret their stupid decision in a while!"

At this time, Zhang Heng and others saw that Cheng Muchu and others did not take action when they were in chaos, and they couldn't help but secretly rejoice in their hearts. They gathered the allies as quickly as possible, and then cast a spell together to try to open the barrier.

However, they only saw the Tai Chi diagram in the air shining brightly, and all the magic spells they cast were actually returned.

In an instant, countless blood mists exploded among the crowd, and shrill wails echoed throughout the valley, making people shudder.

Cheng Muchu quickly made a few hand seals, and the entire barrier collapsed inward at a speed visible to the naked eye. A series of teeth-grinding sounds were heard, and the power in the barrier was compressed to the limit.

"burst!"

"boom--"

All the compressed power exploded, and the group of Qi-cultivating monks in the Blood Ruins Valley were instantly torn apart by the powerful force that erupted.

Even many people with lower foundation-building skills were not spared.

Even those who survived the attack were all injured. Only the thirteen Purple Mansion monks were able to escape thanks to their powerful cultivation, but the ground around them was already littered with corpses.

Looking at the miserable scene around him, Zhang Heng felt dizzy and laughed miserably, "Is this the method used by the Jindan Sect? Today I have learned a lesson."

After just one encounter, the Haoran Alliance suffered heavy losses. The thousands of years of heritage of the Jinwu Sect was truly displayed before him in this way.

This was not just an ambush, it was a demonstration!
...(End of chapter)