Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 424: Law Frenzy, Meteor Falls from the Sky

There might be changes in the Wutong Secret Realm, so Song Changsheng didn't care about anything else and took Wang Qingquan to the Wutong Secret Realm as quickly as possible.

The two men landed in front of the iconic and extremely tall sycamore tree, and Wang Qingshan, the elder of the Wang family stationed here, hurriedly brought people to greet them.

"We are here to pay our respects to Master Zixu and the clan leader."

Song Changsheng waved his hand indifferently and said, "No need to be polite, Fellow Daoist Wang, how is the situation in Wutong Secret Realm?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingshan sighed heavily and said, “I dare not deceive you, Master. We cannot get in, and it would be a lie to say that we know the specific situation.

But the vibrations and noises are happening more frequently.”

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to echo Wang Qingshan, the ground under the feet of Song Changsheng and others began to tremble slightly.

"Master, clan leader, that's it, it starts again."

Wang Qingshan seemed very calm. At the beginning, he thought it was a dragon turning over, and asked Wang's disciples to scatter and hide, but after this period of time, he had become accustomed to it.

"The source of the vibration is indeed in the direction of the sealed space tunnel. To be able to have such obvious vibrations through the space tunnel, the Wutong Secret Realm must have at least magnified it thousands of times. With the strength of the laws of the small world, it must have been turned upside down at this moment, right?"

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng's face became a little solemn. A stable small world is something you can only come across by chance. If the Wutong Secret Realm is destroyed, it will be an irreparable and huge loss for the Song family.

"Roar-roar-"

At this time, there were bursts of strange noises accompanied by vibrations, like the roar of a wild beast or the rumbling of the earth.

Song Changsheng's expression became more and more solemn. He stretched out his hand from his sleeve, took out a purple jade plate and waved it gently. With a flash of light, the formation that blocked the secret realm slowly opened, and a bright vortex suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The six foundation-building forces in Lingzhou originally set up a formation for the Wutong Secret Realm for the sake of sustainable development, and it was controlled to be opened once every ten years.

Ever since the Lingzhou's structure was reshuffled and the former Wuling Sect was destroyed, the ownership of the secret realm has been unified in the hands of the Song family. The authority of the formation has also been changed, and it can be opened at any time as long as you hold the control token.

Looking at the glittering space transmission vortex, no one present was sure what was going on. With such a strong vibration, no one knew if there was anything wrong with the space corridor.

If the stability of the space corridor is affected, they will likely cause a collapse if they rush in. At best they will be exiled into the endless void, at worst they will be torn into pieces by the force of space on the spot.

But no matter what, someone has to go and confirm the situation. There are thirteen people present. Song Changsheng is a Purple Mansion cultivator, and his load exceeds the upper limit of the space corridor, so he naturally cannot enter.

Wang Qingquan is the patriarch of the Wang family. Even if he is willing, Song Changsheng will never let him put himself in danger.

Then the only foundation-building cultivator left is Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan also knew that he could not escape this disaster, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to step forward. Unexpectedly, a young disciple behind him got ahead of him and saluted with a firm voice, "Master, clan leader, I am willing to be the vanguard!"

"Shijie, you..." Wang Qingshan had a complicated expression. He knew that the other party was trying to ward off disaster for him.

Wang Shijie turned around and grinned, "Elder, you said that guarding the Wutong Secret Realm is the destiny of our Wang family. Now that there is a need, it is my grandson's responsibility.

In addition, the higher the cultivation level, the greater the impact on the space tunnel when passing through it. My grandson has a low cultivation level, so the success rate of passing through it is also higher, right?"

After hearing this, even Song Changsheng couldn't help but look at this young man with a new respect.

"Your name is Wang Shijie?"

"Reporting to the Master, that is right." Even facing Song Changsheng's question, Wang Shijie remained neither humble nor arrogant, and his words were clear.

Song Changsheng couldn't help but think more highly of him. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll remember your name. Go ahead and come back alive."

Although no promises were made, this sentence itself had an extremely unusual meaning. Wang Shijie was obviously aware of this. A hint of excitement flashed across his eyes, and he immediately bowed to the ground: "Yes, sir!"

The other Qi-cultivating monks present also showed envious expressions.

Who is Song Changsheng?
Looking at the entire Da Qi cultivation world, perhaps it can only be considered ordinary, but in the two states of Lingyang, these three words mean heaven. What an honor it is to have his name remembered?
"Shijie, go, and be sure to come back alive." Wang Qingquan patted Wang Shijie on the shoulder and said in a solemn tone.

"Please rest assured, clan leader!" Wang Shijie responded in a sonorous voice, then strode to the front of the space corridor and went in without hesitation.

A brilliant fluorescent light flashed, and Wang Shijie's thin figure was instantly swallowed up. Everyone also fell into an anxious wait...

About half an hour passed, and just when Wang Qingquan and others thought that Wang Shijie had died, a vortex of space flashed, and Wang Shijie walked out of it unharmed.

But his breath was a little weak, and as soon as he walked out of the space corridor, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Wang Qingshan rushed forward and helped him up. Seeing his pale face, he couldn't help but look worried.

"Let me do it."

A gentle voice sounded, and Song Changsheng came to the two of them without knowing when. He stretched out his right hand, and vitality surged from his palm, slowly brushing from Wang Shijie's forehead to his feet.

Wang Shijie, who had originally looked pale, regained his rosy complexion at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then he took some spiritual liquid produced by the Five Elements Peak and asked Wang Qingshan to feed it to Wang Shijie.

After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Shijie slowly woke up.

"Shijie, how do you feel?" Without bothering to admire the magic of Song Changsheng's methods, Wang Qingquan hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation inside the secret realm.

Although Wang Shijie had woken up, he was still weak all over. He had to lean on Wang Qingshan and answered, "Reporting to the clan leader, the secret realm seems to have experienced a major earthquake. The ground is full of cracks and high mounds. Many mountains have also been destroyed. The spiritual medicines inside are all gone."

Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel his eyes go dark and his heart bleeding. Ever since taking back control of the Wutong Secret Realm, the Song family has planted a large number of spiritual medicines there, including some rare spiritual plants that are rarely seen in the outside world. Now that they were about to be harvested, they were all destroyed.

"What about the space tunnel? Is it stable?"

This is the issue that Song Changsheng is most concerned about. If the spiritual medicine is destroyed, it will at most cause some heartache. As long as he is willing to spend money, he can still restore it.

But if the space corridor collapsed, the Song family would be able to say goodbye to the Wutong Secret Realm completely.

"The space corridor is unexpectedly stable. I even feel it is more stable than before." When saying this, Wang Shijie showed a look of doubt in his eyes.

Wang Clan guarded the Wutong Secret Realm for Song Clan. As a reward, Song Clan preserved the medicine garden that originally belonged to Wang Clan. Therefore, every time the Secret Realm was opened, Wang Clan would send people to pick and plant spiritual medicines. Wang Shijie was one of them. So when he said that the space corridor was more stable than before, it was not without reason. "Since the space corridor is stable, how did you get all these injuries?" Wang Qingquan asked doubtfully.

“To the clan leader, my grandson’s injury was not caused by the space tunnel, but in the Wutong Secret Realm. For some reason, it is filled with a very chaotic and powerful force.

This force was eroding my body all the time. I couldn't bear it for less than half an hour, so I retreated."

Speaking of this, Wang Shijie still felt a lingering fear. Fortunately, he just wandered around the exit. If he had walked too far, he probably wouldn't have been able to return.

"Can a chaotic and powerful force erode the body?" Song Changsheng frowned and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he shook his head helplessly. Such a description was too broad and could not be guessed by just guessing.

Wang Shijie's cultivation and knowledge are still too shallow, and what he can see is really limited.

It is estimated that Wang Qingquan and Wang Qingshan will go in with the same result.

The best solution now is for Song Changsheng to go there in person, but...

"The stability of the space corridor has been improved. I wonder if it can carry a higher level of power?" Song Changsheng fell into deep thought.

It is actually very simple to find out whether the tunnel can withstand the passage of a Purple Mansion cultivator. You can just use a magic weapon to give it a try.

However, it would be fine if the magic weapon could pass through safely. But once the passage exceeds its bearing limit, it would collapse. Then the Song family would have to say goodbye to the Wutong Secret Realm.

"I should ask the old man for his opinion first." Song Changsheng thought.

Looking at the Song family, the one who has the deepest research on the way of space is Song Xianming. Although Song Changsheng has also become a third-level intermediate-grade array master and can also set up space teleportation arrays, his focus on this is not usually placed on this. He has only understood the basics.

Song Xianming, who was far away at Cangmang Peak, also took Song Changsheng's message very seriously. He called Song Youlin and Song Youfu, who were practicing in Ruyun Hall, and said, "I have to go down the mountain, but you can't fall behind in the lessons of the next few days. You have to supervise each other. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Song Youfu's face suddenly turned bitter. When he heard the first half of the sentence, he thought he could finally rest for two days, but who knew that he still couldn't escape.

"Please rest assured, grandpa, I will supervise my brothers well." Song Youlin nodded with a smile.

Song Youfu couldn't help but feel even more desperate.

"Lin'er is doing the job, I can rest assured."

After saying that, Song Xianming stood up and left...

After arriving at the Wutong Mountains, Song Xianming listened carefully to Wang Shijie's description, and then walked to the space vortex and observed it quietly for a while.

Finally, he came to Song Changsheng's side and said, "The space tunnel is indeed much more stable than before. I think we can give it a try."

Song Changsheng nodded, took out the [Silver Dragon Mace], and threw it into the space corridor.

As expected, the [Silver Dragon Mace] successfully passed through the space corridor.

"Grandpa, please be patient. I will go in and take a look first."

Song Changsheng stepped into the space vortex, colorful light flashed, and soon he appeared between a ruined sky and earth. The mountains and rivers were broken, the earth was full of gullies, a doomsday scene.

A chaotic and violent force surging from all directions quickly enveloped him.

This force was not considered strong for Song Changsheng, he could easily resist it by holding up the protective Tiangang, but he wanted to figure out what kind of force it was, so he chose to resist it head-on.

After feeling it carefully, Song Changsheng's eyes showed surprise.

"This... is such a strong power of law."

It’s no wonder that Wang Shijie couldn’t tell the difference. Although the power of law exists in every corner of heaven and earth, it is not a simple problem to feel and understand its existence.

"No wonder Wang Shijie is so hard to resist. With such a strong and chaotic law power, even a foundation-building cultivator would find it difficult to survive in such a harsh environment."

"But... where do these powers come from? What are those vibrations and strange noises?"

Song Changsheng's heart was still full of questions.

Although the Wutong Secret Realm is a stable small world, only the law of life is the most prominent, and the power of other laws is very weak. Therefore, it is suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, but not suitable for the survival of animals, and it lacks various metal minerals.

This is also a common problem in most small worlds. Often, one or several laws are prominent, forming small worlds with different environments.

There are very few small worlds with sound laws of nature and suitable for the survival and cultivation of humans and demons. Even if there are, they have long been controlled by the major sects.

But now, the Wutong Secret Realm gives Song Changsheng the feeling that the power of various laws has experienced a surge, and is on par with the original laws of life.

It's just that these forces came too suddenly, like a pot of hodgepodge, all mixed together, losing order, and naturally becoming chaotic and violent.

Under the current circumstances, spiritual medicines cannot be grown because few spiritual plants can survive in this environment for a long time.

However, it is not impossible to improve. The laws of nature are orderly, and sooner or later these entangled things will be separated and returned to their respective places.

However, this process takes "ten thousand years", so Song Changsheng will most likely not see that day.

"Where do these powers come from?" Song Changsheng's face turned pale. Such a good little world was destroyed. He had originally fantasized that it could be restored. Now he couldn't even determine the source of this power of law. How could he restore it?

Just when Song Changsheng was angry, his mind was suddenly disturbed. He looked up and saw a streak of light streaking across the sky in the distance. Then it came closer and closer, quickly with a deafening sonic boom and a long tail, heading straight for where he was.

"Meteorite?
Grass! "

Song Changsheng suddenly cursed and then quickly fled from where he was standing.

The stream of light exploded behind him, and the blinding light instantly engulfed him...

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ps: Chu Xin was diagnosed with a kidney stone and almost died on the way to the hospital last night. Fellow Taoists, please take care of your health. The update will be a little late.

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