Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 83: Seeking skin from a tiger, dividing the energy between yin and yang

"In that case, who is going?" An old man from the long-bearded clan stood up and looked at the elders and asked.

Luoxia City is far away in Bianzhou, and the journey is not peaceful, and the Foundation Establishment Pill is not trivial, so it is safer to go there only if you are a Foundation Establishment monk.

Song Luyao stood up without hesitation, looked directly at everyone and said: "Uncle 21 is in charge of the general affairs of the family. Fifth brother needs to be in charge of the Baiyi Palace, so he can't do anything lightly. Since I raised this matter, it is naturally up to me."

"Okay, when will Lu Yao leave?" There was no one more suitable than her, and Song Xianyun directly agreed.

"Of course the sooner the better."

"I will gather the spirit stones as soon as possible." Song Luzhou said helplessly. He was never ambiguous on business matters.

After the meeting, Song Luyao met with Song Xianyun in private. No one knew what they said during the meeting. They only knew that Song Xianyun's face looked very ugly in those days...

In Xiaoqingshan Mingjing Lake, in the retreat room opened by Song Changsheng alone, Song Changsheng sat cross-legged in front of a large cauldron with a solemn expression, adding some mineral powder into it from time to time.

This is already the 20th day of his retreat to practice the treasure gourd. [Jellyfish Steel] and [Earth Core Iron] have been integrated with the treasure gourd, and the red and blue colors have become more distinct.

The copper cauldron was burned red, and bursts of glow gushed out from time to time. The ritual training of the magic weapon has now reached the most critical period. The outer shell has been refined, and the next moment is the shaping of the inside.

The previous magic circle has all been erased by Song Changsheng. What he has to do now is to cultivate a "Spirit-Slaying Blade" in it, which is the essence of the [Spirit-Slaying Gourd].

The so-called "soul-cutting blade" does not mean refining a real sword and putting it in. Instead, Song Changsheng needs to split a part of his soul into a gourd to nourish it. The day when the magic weapon is refined is when it becomes a blade.

This is the secret of [Spirit-Slaying Gourd] that does not kill the physical body but only the soul. The Soul Blade naturally only cuts the soul.

Before his soul was separated, Song Changsheng deliberately went to have a good sleep. After replenishing his energy, he opened the lid of the bronze tripod and calmed down. There was a unique "momentum" brewing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

About half an hour later, Song Changsheng's eyes flashed with light, and he said calmly: "Behead!"

He only felt a slight sting in his mind, and a ray of soul was cut off by him, and he threw it directly into the gourd.

Song Changsheng's body that was sitting cross-legged swayed slightly, his face was a little pale, and he was covered in cold sweat in an instant.

"Fortunately, my soul is powerful. If I were an ordinary Qi-training Dzogchen cultivator, I would have to kill myself this time." Song Changsheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured in a low voice.

The soul is the most important part of a monk, and it is no small matter. Although he only cut off a piece of it, his vitality was also damaged, and it would take at least several days of cultivation to recover.

"As long as the 'Spirit-Slaying Blade' is fully cultivated, this [Spirit-Slaying Gourd] will be completed. By then, my combat power will be greatly improved. It's a pity that I haven't broken through the foundation building yet, so I can't conceive a spirit." .”

After closing the lid of the cauldron, a trace of regret appeared on Song Changsheng's pale face. The transformation of a second-level magical weapon into a spiritual weapon requires a lot of time and resources to be conceived. This is a very long process.

Song Changsheng's cultivation level is not yet at the foundation level, so he cannot put the magic weapon into his dantian to conceive a spirit. This will undoubtedly waste a lot of his time.

He knew that in the big sects outside, there were secret methods to speed up this process, but such secret methods were too precious. Not to mention that the Song family did not have such a secret method, even the Song family's ancestral lineage, as the old Jindan family, did not have such a secret method. He could only stare.

"Perhaps I can try that wisp of Hunyuan Qi in my Dantian?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Song Changsheng's mind, and he thought of the Hunyuan Qi that had been stored in his Dantian. This thing was made from the two Qi of Sun Essence and Moonlight. It had endless magical uses. He once used half of it to refine Gu insects. There are still a little more than one strand left.He had an idea, if he integrated this ray of Hunyuan Qi into the [Spirit-Slaying Gourd], would he get some unexpected surprises?
As soon as this idea came up, it spread wildly like weeds growing in spring, and it couldn't be stopped.

Anyway, the Hunyuan Qi is essentially the Qi of Yin and Yang. If it is refined into the gourd, even if the result is not what you imagined, it will only have advantages and no disadvantages.

"When the Hunyuan Qi is gone, just accumulate it. Anyway, let it go now." Song Changsheng gritted his teeth and finally decided to give it a try.

He stretched out his hand to open the lid of the cauldron and guided out the ray of Hunyuan Qi in his dantian. To the naked eye, it was just an ordinary gray mist.

Under Song Changsheng's control, this mist slowly sank into the gourd's mouth.

In an instant, the treasure gourd was filled with brilliance, and bursts of rays of sunlight shone through the gourd, illuminating the retreat room like daylight.

Song Changsheng's face froze, and he suddenly panicked. Is this gourd going to explode?

Fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen, but the gourd began to undergo some subtle changes due to the injection of Hunyuan Qi.

Song Changsheng didn't know what the result of this change would be, but adding such a good thing to it couldn't be a bad thing, right?
"It shouldn't be possible, right?" Song Changsheng felt guilty for a moment and wouldn't let himself get away with it.

Guessing is fruitless. Whether it is good or bad can only be known after the gourd is made...

Liuyun Mountain Range, Huoding Mountain, inside the Dihuomen General Affairs Hall.

Chang Wudao leaned on the soft couch and looked at Li Tiancheng below indifferently: "Is the news you got true or false?"

"There should be no problem. Song Xianming's forcible escape back then damaged his origin. He has been in seclusion all these years. Although he was lucky enough to defeat you last time, he is definitely not easy either.

We were all fooled by the strength he showed before, thinking that his injuries had been healed, but if we think about it carefully, if this is really the case, why did Song Xianyun go to the treasure house in a hurry to get things, and why did Song Xianming not do anything again after that? Show up?

All this can only explain one problem, that is, Song Xianming was injured, and it was very serious. Li Tiancheng said with a sneer.

A trace of resentment flashed in Chang Wudao's eyes, and he clenched his fists subconsciously. He stood up and said coldly: "You will know if it is true or not."

Li Tiancheng was stunned: "What does the sect master mean?"

"Then isn't Song Luyao going to bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill for that brat? Reveal the news to that person, and we'll just wait for the incident to develop."

"Master, if the Song family is an injured lone wolf, then they are an evil tiger. Do we really want to cooperate with them?" Li Tiancheng's eyes suddenly widened. He is seeking the skin of a tiger!

Chang Wudao glanced at him indifferently and said in a cold voice: "Why, are you questioning my decision?"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Li Tiancheng's eyes, he cupped his hands and said: "No!"

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(End of this chapter)