Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 92 Why Become a Thief?
After hearing the decision made by Song Changsheng, Xia Yunxue suddenly clenched her fists, but soon relaxed her fists. This answer was already expected, wasn't it?

From a mother's emotional point of view, she does not want her son to be the leader of the Laoshizi clan. There are too many things to bear in that position.

Song Xianming has been the patriarch of the clan for nearly a hundred years. He has made countless contributions to the family. In the eyes of all Song family members, he is the white jade pillar holding up the sky and the purple golden beam across the sea.

But how many people know that in the past hundred years, Song Xianming has walked out of the vast peak only a handful of times, and he has been trapped on the top of the vast mountain all day long, unable to move?
As a mother, she didn't want her son to follow in his grandfather's footsteps, but from the perspective of a family elder, she knew this was the best outcome.

Song Changsheng is the most suitable candidate. He can carry the expectations of all the Song family's children, lead the family further, and even restore the family's past glory is not a lie!

"Have you decided?" Xia Yunxue took a deep breath and asked.

"Decided."

"Okay, the ceremony will be held together with the foundation building ceremony. Let's eat first."

During the meal, both of them had no taste for it. They didn't eat much of the food on the table, but they drank enough to drink the [Red Beauty].

There were only two jars of this wine, and the last jar, Xia Yunxue, was left to Song Changsheng and was treasured by him...

The next morning, Song Changsheng consolidated his cultivation, and then walked in the direction of Fengyu Palace. The foundation building was successful, so he naturally wanted to visit Ninth Aunt.

Fengyu Palace is the family's intelligence agency. It was established a hundred years ago. It is the family's eyes to the outside world and has contributed a lot to the family.

But the development time was too short after all, and it was rare to get the core information of the major forces in Lingzhou, so there was never much sense of presence in the family.

Song Changsheng was also here for the first time. It was indeed very remote. It was almost embedded in the mountain wall and blocked by a large group of ivy. If you didn't pay attention, you might miss it.

He opened the ivy and walked in. The temperature instantly dropped several degrees. From time to time, several people passed by him. They were all shrouded in black robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly, and their auras could not be distinguished.

Although everyone was curious about his arrival, no one stopped to question him.

Song Changsheng walked along the passage to the hall. A sturdy middle-aged man stood in front of him and said angrily: "Third Elder, please come over."

"Please lead the way." Song Changsheng was not surprised at all that Song Luyao knew his whereabouts. After all, in his territory, what kind of trouble could be hidden from him?
The strong man led the way without saying a word, while Song Changsheng looked around. He found that it was quite deserted here, and he might not see anyone after walking for a long time.

Moreover, most of the people I saw were not descendants of the Song family. They should be people with other surnames raised by the family since childhood.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the strong man suddenly stopped and bowed his hands respectfully towards Song Changsheng: "The elder is inside, please go on your own."

"It's work."

Song Changsheng pushed the door open and walked in, finding a space inside that looked like a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. There were many bookshelves with jade slips of various colors stacked on them.

Looking at thousands of copies at a glance is shocking.

"You're here." A cold voice came.

Song Changsheng followed the sound and saw Song Luyao sitting on a wooden wheelchair, looking at him calmly.

"Greetings to Aunt Ninth, my nephew has successfully built the foundation." Song Changsheng hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Song Luyao's face remained calm, as if she was not surprised by the news. She said calmly: "I heard that you have realized the [True Meaning of Yin and Yang]?"

"Exactly."

"Yes, we can look forward to the future of Zifu, even if it is the golden elixir avenue, it is not completely impossible." Song Luyao's face showed a touch of relief.

"Jiu Gu is overrated. I'm just lucky." "Well, I'm neither arrogant nor impetuous. That's what makes me a young patriarch." Song Luyao glanced at the purple jade plaque on his waist and said.

She was the first to propose Song Changsheng as the young patriarch. From the current point of view, she was not wrong about the person. He was indeed the most suitable candidate.

Song Changsheng smiled bitterly, he was just lucky.

He took out a purple jade bottle and said respectfully: "The family has family rules. If you want to get the [Foundation Building Pill], you must first make a great contribution to the family. You also need fair competition. My nephew dare not be bad." In violation of family rules, I came here to return the [Foundation Building Pill]."

Seeing the intact [Foundation Building Pill], Song Luyao's eyes flashed with surprise: "Did you use the ancient monk method to build the foundation?"

"Yes."

"Confused!"

Song Luyao slammed the armrest of the wheelchair and shouted angrily: "The ancient monks' foundation-building method is extremely dangerous. If something happens to you, are you worthy of the tribesmen who are full of expectations for you?"

Song Changsheng lowered his eyebrows and stood beside her respectfully, not daring to refute at all.

Seeing him like this, Song Luyao's face softened slightly and she said in a cold tone: "Don't act so recklessly in the future."

"promise."

"Since you saved this [Foundation Building Pill], it's up to you to decide who to give it to. As the young clan leader, you are now qualified." Song Luyao pushed the jade bottle back and said calmly.

Song Changsheng was a little surprised when he heard this, but he immediately realized that this was a test given to him by Song Luyao. Distributing the [Foundation Building Pill] was a technical job, and it was far from being as simple as imagined.

"Nephew obeys."

"By the way, I have one more thing that I need you to deal with." Song Luyao picked up a jade slip and said suddenly.

"Please give me your instructions, Aunt Jiu."

"I have not been idle during the two years you have been in seclusion. I finally discovered some clues about the traitor in the family. So far, I have basically been able to confirm it."

Song Changsheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he said angrily: "Who is it?"

"It's all in here. You have full authority to handle this matter." Song Luyao handed the jade slip in his hand to him and drove away in the wheelchair.

Song Changsheng put the jade slip on his forehead. The next moment, his eyes showed horror: "How could it be him?"

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After leaving Fengyu Hall, Song Changsheng did not return to his residence, but came to a courtyard on the mountainside. Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Song Changsheng felt a little heavy.

"Hey, isn't this the birth of a child? Now I have to call you the Young Patriarch." A middle-aged man with a kind face walked towards Song Changsheng and said with a smile.

Looking at the person in front of him, Song Changsheng felt even more bitter, but he still cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Lu Sheng."

Song Lusheng did not notice anything unusual about Song Changsheng, and greeted him with a smile: "After learning [Water Dragon Song], you haven't come to my place for a long time. My father often talks about you. Come in and talk."

Song Changsheng did not move, and said with a complicated expression: "Uncle, why are you a thief..."

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(End of this chapter)