Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng's eyes flickered slightly.

There was nothing wrong with exploring with the other party, but Zhu Yiqun was not able to use his abilities anymore.

Perhaps seeing his inner thoughts, Zhu Yiqun whispered, "It has been tens of thousands of years, and these palaces can still maintain a relatively complete structure. Their preciousness can be seen from the materials used. It would be a pity to abandon them.

If you are worried about those people from the Jinwu Sect, we can just stay away from them. We can't let them get away with it. There are several Jindan Zhenren's legacies in this Blood Ruins Realm."

In the Da Qi cultivation world and several surrounding cultivation worlds, almost anyone with a little background knows the name of the Blood Ruins World, and over tens of thousands of years, countless people have been looking for its whereabouts.

The reason is very simple. As the place of the decisive battle between the Da Qi Immortal Dynasty and the Da Lu Immortal Dynasty, both sides have invested a large number of powerful people there. Among them, there are several Jindan cultivators alone, not to mention the dozens of Zifu cultivators below.

These powerful men were trapped forever because of the collapse of the space corridor. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and these unfortunate people have long passed away, but their heritage is still buried in this world.

If one could find the inheritance of a certain Jindan Zhenren, its value would be immeasurable.

And this place in front of us is most likely the residence of a certain Jindan Zhenren during his lifetime. We can't just throw the baby out with the bathwater, right?
Thinking of this, Song Changsheng suddenly smiled and bowed to Yuying, saying, "Song had the same idea."

Seeing that he agreed, Yuying's expression softened a little. After nodding slightly, she led her disciples to walk to the left.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng led the two of them to explore in the opposite direction.

When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. The best situation for both of them is to keep out of each other's way.

After they walked away, the only female disciple beside Yuying couldn't help but ask, "Master, why did you invite them to explore together?"

"Yes."

Another elegant male disciple took over the conversation and asked doubtfully, "You have said before that this place is most likely the dojo of a certain Jindan Zhenren during his lifetime. Why don't we just occupy it alone or invite other elders to come and explore it together?"

Hearing the disciples' questions, Yuying stopped and asked, "What do you think of his cultivation?"

The female disciple who had spoken at the beginning said pertinently: "Although Master Zixu is in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, ordinary late Purple Mansion cultivators may not be his match. I heard that Elder Chiyu was defeated by him."

"So, do you think that I have the ability to monopolize this relic?"

"This..." All the disciples looked at each other, stammering and no one dared to speak.

Yuying said casually, "What is there to be afraid of? This teacher is indeed no match for him. We were not expelled only because we are from the Jinwu Sect."

"Then why don't we invite other elders to come? Once the fellow disciples from the sect arrive, Master Zixu will definitely retreat."

"Sister, now that the other elders are here, we have nothing to do with the ruins. You know the faces of those people. They don't even consider us as their own.

We outsiders are naturally inferior to them!" A disciple who looked like a teenager said angrily.

"Qiu Sheng, be careful with your words!" Yuying glared at Chen Qiu Sheng but did not refute him.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little quiet.

After a while, Yuying sighed and said, "Hurry up and see if you can find any treasures. It will soon be time to exchange for the [Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart]."

The disciples followed her silently, no longer in the mood to ask questions...

On the other side, Song Changsheng and others had cleared an entrance and entered a palace.

Song Changsheng performed the [Illumination Technique] and walked in the front, while Zhu Yiqun and Song Qingxing observed the surroundings on the left and right.

They entered a side hall, most of the main body of which had been buried by mud. Although the interior had been decayed beyond recognition, the overall structure was still well preserved and not filled with mud and sand. This was undoubtedly good news for explorers like them.

Song Changsheng is like a human scanner. No object with spiritual power can escape his eyes.

With these eyes, they soon reaped the rewards.

"It's an incense burner, but unfortunately the pattern on it is broken and it's no longer spiritual, so its grade cannot be determined. Judging from the materials, it should be a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon." Zhu Yiqun stretched out his hand and knocked on the small incense burner in front of him, which was only the size of a fist.

Song Changsheng glanced at it and said, "The main component is [Purple Cloud Copper], not a third-level spiritual material. Put it in the storage bag."

Upon hearing that it was not a rare spiritual material, the fat boy was obviously disappointed, and his movements became much more casual.

"I don't know where the treasure house of this relic is. There must be treasures there." Zhu Yiqun muttered.

"Everyone knows this, but this ruins is too big, and many of them are buried deep underground. It's impossible to determine their location. Who knows where the treasure house is?"

This is also what worries Song Changsheng. After all, the [Eye of Truth-Seeing] is not an eye of clairvoyance. In this kind of building complex buried by mud and sand, its effective range is greatly weakened to only about one hundred feet, which adds a lot of difficulty to their exploration.

Hearing this, Zhu Yiqun couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, but he immediately moved closer to Song Changsheng and said, "Hey, you said that Yuying wouldn't call other people from the Jinwu Sect, after all, this relic is most likely related to Jindan Zhenren."

"Others might, but she's unlikely."

"Why?" Seeing him so confident, Zhu Yiqun couldn't help but ask curiously.

“She was originally an elder of the Tianxiang Sect in the Dayu Cultivation World. Later, the Tianxiang Sect was destroyed by the Mingxu Sect. She fled to Daqi with several of her disciples and eventually joined the Jinwu Sect.

He is said to be an elder of the Jinwu Sect, but in fact he is just a thug. If he was not a third-rank formation master, he would have been used as cannon fodder long ago.

If she can find some treasures here, she can exchange them for some merits when she goes out, and her life in the sect will be easier. If she calls other people, she will probably have nothing to do."

After listening to Song Changsheng's explanation, Zhu Yiqun suddenly realized and couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect that a sect like the Jinwu Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, would also have so many intrigues."

"It's the same everywhere, even..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Changsheng's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Zhu Yiqun with one hand and Song Qingxing with the other and retreated rapidly.

The next moment, a dark shadow suddenly pounced on the place where they had just stood.

"【Purple Void Divine Fire】"

Song Changsheng flipped his palm and shot out a ray of flame, hitting the attacker's side and stirring up a creepy black mist.

The black shadow let out a shrill cry, then used its hands and feet to quickly escape.

"Fuck, what the hell is that?" Zhu Yiqun suddenly cursed.

"Follow me!"

Song Changsheng immediately made a judgment and took the two of them to quickly chase in the direction the black shadow fled.

No one knew what the black shadow was, but it was hit head-on by the [Purple Void Divine Fire] as if nothing happened. It simply drilled a big hole in the wall and escaped to another palace.

It used its hands and feet together, and its speed was very fast. Fortunately, Song Changsheng had the speed blessing brought by [Light Smoke], and he caught up with the black shadow in less than a quarter of an hour. Because it was inside the ruins, Song Changsheng was afraid of causing too much damage, so he did not use his magical powers, but instead used [Demon Binding Rope] to try to capture the black shadow alive.

Unexpectedly, although the black shadow was not strong, it was as slippery as a loach, rushing around in the ruins, and it was difficult to capture it for a while.

"sulfuric acid--"

A clear sword chanting sound was heard, and Song Qingxing seized the opportunity and flew forward, swinging his sword at the black shadow with lightning speed. The bright sword light flashed before everyone's eyes and slashed at the black shadow, directly cutting off one of its arms.

The black shadow suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Song Changsheng took the opportunity to use the [Monster Binding Rope] to bind it tightly.

The black shadow struggled hard on the ground, but the more it struggled, the tighter the [Demon Binding Rope] tied it, and finally it was deeply embedded into it.

"Good timing." Song Changsheng looked at Song Qingxing, who was standing with his sword put away, with approval, and then came to the black shadow who was struggling to the point of being unable to move.

This thing was completely black. Although it looked human-shaped, it had no facial features and no blood was flowing from its wounds. Black smoke was coming out of its entire body, so it was obviously not an ordinary creature.

Zhu Yiqun took a deep breath of the black smoke coming out of it, then stared and said, "What on earth is this evil spirit of such high purity?"

Song Changsheng couldn't help but look at him. Although he knew what he meant, why did it sound so strange with this action?

"Hiss~Human, let me go!"

The black shadow on the ground suddenly roared, startling Zhu Yiqun who was about to approach. He exclaimed, "Fuck, this thing can actually speak human language. It has intelligence."

"This... could it be an evil spirit?" Song Changsheng stroked his chin, thinking.

"Evil spirit? You mean, because the blood evil energy in this world is too strong, it eventually formed a spirit body and gave birth to spiritual intelligence?"

"It's most likely like this. After tens of thousands of years, it's not uncommon for anything to appear." Song Changsheng nodded slightly, and then he saw Song Qingxing squatting on the ground observing the severed arm.

"what happened?"

"It is dissipating. I feel a strong evil spirit that is trying to erode my mind." Song Qingxing said softly.

This discovery further confirmed Song Changsheng's conjecture.

"Blood evil spirits are rare. In a place with such strong evil energy, if you hadn't taken the initiative to attack, I really wouldn't have noticed your existence."

"Hiss~ Human, you have trespassed into my territory." The evil spirit roared angrily.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's eyes lit up and he asked, "Since this is your territory, you must be very familiar with it."

"Yes, tell me quickly, where is the treasure house?" Zhu Yiqun also reacted, and immediately rubbed his fat hands and said expectantly.

"Hiss~ Humans, don't even think about getting anything from me."

"sulfuric acid"

Song Qingxing directly put the sword on its neck and said coldly: "Speak, or die!"

"Hiss~ Let's do it."

Seeing that this evil spirit really didn't seem to be afraid of death, Song Changsheng reached out and gently pushed away Song Qingxing's sword, and chuckled, "If you don't tell me, I have a way to find out myself."

After saying that, he directly placed his hand on the evil spirit's head. Strands of fluorescent light suddenly appeared from his palm, piercing into the evil spirit's head like steel needles, and began to forcibly read his memory.

The evil spirit's cultivation was only at the second-grade top level, which was equivalent to the great perfection of the human race's foundation-building cultivation. It was simply unable to resist Song Changsheng's soul-searching, and the defense of its sea of ​​consciousness was torn apart at the first sight.

Amid the evil spirit's shrill screams, Song Changsheng completed the soul search.

The evil spirit whose soul was forcibly searched was already dying, and it was obvious that it would not live long.

Song Changsheng felt no wavering about this.

The evil spirit is best at corroding other people's minds. He should be eliminated, otherwise he will be a disaster if he is kept.

Most of the memories obtained through soul searching are fragmented. To describe them in three words, they are messy, chaotic, numerous, and incomplete.

It took Song Changsheng a long time to successfully find the information he wanted.

According to the evil spirit's memory, the treasure house of this relic is about a few miles north of their current location and is covered by thick mud and sand.

If there is no guidance, the only way to find the treasure house is to dig out the entire ruins. It’s not that it can’t be done, but there is no time.

However, he learned from the evil spirit's mind that there was a secret passage leading to the treasure house.

As for why it knew such a secret passage, Song Changsheng did not find the answer. It should have been lost during the soul-searching process.

There was no other way. Only when he reached the Jindan stage could he obtain relatively complete memories through soul searching. After all, his ability was limited.

"How is it, have you found where the treasure is?"

Seeing that he had come to his senses, Zhu Yiqun asked quickly.

"found it."

Zhu Yiqun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "Great, this should be the remains of Jindan Zhenren, right?
Get rich! "

"Not sure. This evil spirit has only been awakened for a hundred years, and it doesn't know much more than you and me."

"Yes, if it knew, it would not be like this. We should be lying here now."

"We'll know if it is true if we go over and check it out. You must be vigilant, there is more than one evil spirit in this relic." Song Changsheng warned in a deep voice.

Zhu Yiqun said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, it's just a demon spirit. I didn't know what it was at first. If anything else appears in front of me, I'll swallow it directly."

Song Changsheng was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he sent the evil spirit to the west and began to look for the secret passage leading to the treasure house.

The secret passage is deep, rugged, dark, and has no end in sight.

"Found it, follow me." Song Changsheng called to the two of them, and then took the lead and entered the narrow secret passage.

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ps: I wish all fellow Taoists a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and good health. I will update later. (End of this chapter)