Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

ps: 6,000 words chapter
"It's actually the [Heart-Eating Black Flame]."

Because of the massive loss of mana, Song Changsheng's face looked a little pale. [Heart-Eating Black Flame] can devour the mana of others to strengthen oneself, and it often has miraculous effects when used for sneak attacks.

A sinister sneer appeared on Akabane's face.

How is it that he is able to win in every “fire fight”?
He relied on this [Heart-Eating Black Flame], and the [Red Lotus Golden Fire] was just a disguise he made. Song Changsheng's performance was no different from those people.

When Chiyu thought about getting another top-level spiritual fire, his body trembled with excitement.

Looking at the black hole in the air that was madly devouring magic power, Song Changsheng frowned, thinking about how to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he thought of a way to break the impasse.

"Om-"

The Purple Mansion Furnace in his body was running frantically, and all the magical power in his body was mobilized and poured madly into the lotus that was transformed by the [Purple Void Divine Fire].

Chi Yu was not surprised but happy. In his opinion, this was just Song Changsheng's last resort. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "No matter how much mana you have, it will eventually become nourishment for me!"

As he was thinking about it, he subconsciously increased the output of his magic power, allowing [Heart-Eating Black Flame] to absorb as much of Song Changsheng's magic power as possible. With one gaining while the other diminishes, how could he not win?
Bai Zhengchun, who was watching the two people fighting at the side, felt a little puzzled. Song Changsheng's current approach was not helpful at all to the current situation except for accelerating the consumption of his own magic power.

Based on his understanding of Song Changsheng, he would never make such a stupid choice.

"Is there some hidden meaning behind his doing this?" Bai Zhengchun thought secretly in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

The two men were in a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour. Chiyu's momentum grew stronger, while Song Changsheng's momentum grew weaker, and the outcome seemed to be about to be decided.

At this moment, Song Changsheng, who had been trying his best to resist, suddenly showed an ambiguous smile on his face. When Chiyu saw it, he felt a sense of panic for some reason.

"Hmph, playing tricks!" Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Chiyu also mobilized all the magic power in his dantian, intending to end the battle quickly and take the [Purple Void Divine Fire] completely into his pocket.

"burst!"

Song Changsheng uttered a word lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Akabane felt his scalp explode and he almost thought there was something wrong with his hearing.

And the next moment, Song Changsheng told him the answer with practical actions.

"boom--"

As Akabane looked on in shock and confusion, the purple lotus transformed from the [Purple Void Divine Fire] suddenly exploded. In an instant, flames filled the air and the area within a hundred miles turned into a sea of ​​fire.

This is not the end yet. Due to the large amount of mana consumed in a short period of time, [Heart-Eating Black Flame] has expanded to an extremely exaggerated size.

When [Purple Void Divine Fire] exploded, it also detonated the spiritual fire in front of Akabane.

The spiritual fire and the host are connected by qi, and they prosper and suffer together. At the moment the spiritual fire exploded, Chiyu only felt his blood flowing backwards, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned extremely pale.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng secretly reversed his magic power and spit out a little blood. After all, he was the one who self-destructed the "spiritual fire", it would be unreasonable if he had no injuries at all.

The next moment, a huge wave of fire rolled in and swallowed the two of them in the blink of an eye.

Both of them were not mediocre. Although they were "seriously injured", they still stubbornly held up the protective Tiangang to protect themselves.

When the fire waves dissipated, Chiyu suddenly felt relieved. The magic power in his body stagnated and he almost fell from the sky. Fortunately, he still had a trace of willpower left, otherwise he almost lost face.

"You crazy person!"

Enduring the needle-like pain in his head, Chiyu looked at Song Changsheng not far ahead and said with gritted teeth.

"How does it feel to lose your spiritual fire? I'm afraid you have never thought that there would be such a day?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but sneer.

In comparison, his condition was much better than his. Although his face was also pale, it was due to excessive consumption of mana and he had no internal injuries.

Chiyu was in a miserable situation. The nature of his spiritual fire was almost the same as his natal magic weapon. After being messed up by Song Changsheng, the backlash alone was enough to devastate him. It would take at least ten years to make up for the damaged vitality. For him who needed to compete for the next sect master, this blow was fatal.

The only consolation is that the power of the explosion was not too strong, and the flames of the three spiritual fires, [Red Lotus Golden Fire], [Ice Condensing Sky Flame], and [Heart-Eating Black Flame], were all successfully preserved. They only need to be taken back to the Purple Mansion Furnace and nurtured again, and there will be a chance to start over again.

Just as he was about to retrieve the three fire seeds floating in the air, someone caught them all before him.

After seeing who had made the move, Chiyu flew into a rage and shouted, "Song Changsheng, how dare you take my fire!"

Song Changsheng kept the three fire seeds separately. After hearing Chiyu's roar, he couldn't help but glance at him and said, "Daoyou Chiyu is really a noble man who forgets things easily. You have fought with others in fire so many times over the years. Have you forgotten even the basic rules?
Then I will remind you that the loser in the 'Fire Fight' must not only hand over the stakes, but also hand over all the spiritual fire used in the 'Fire Fight'."

"Of course I will not forget these. Do you mean you are the winner? You have even extinguished the fire, and you dare to say that you are the winner?" There was anger in Akabane's eyes. This was the first time someone said he was a loser!
"Haha, you said my fire was extinguished? Then look at what this is!" Song Changsheng sneered and slowly opened his right hand. A small purple lotus was quietly turning in his palm.

"This...how is this possible!"

Akabane's eyes opened wide, full of disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible, Akabane, you lose."

"I lost... I lost..."

A murmur sounded in the air, and Akabane seemed as if someone had pulled out all his bones. His aura collapsed, his throat felt sweet, and he raised his head and sprayed out a puff of blood mist.

His consciousness was in a daze for a moment. With this defeat, not only were the Dao rhyme fragments he had snatched today gone, but even the spiritual fire that he had cultivated at great cost for many years was given to others. Even his future path would be affected.

The price of this defeat was too high...

At this moment, he finally understood the feelings of those "losers".

At the gambling table, if you lose once, there is no recovery.

His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and finally, the world before his eyes was shrouded in darkness, and it fell straight down.

Bai Zhengchun, who was standing aside, finally moved. His figure flashed, and before Song Changsheng could see clearly, he had already gone to Chiyu's side and brought him safely to the ground. He was relieved only after confirming that he was not dead.

Bai Zhengchun asked an elder from Luoxia City who followed him to take him back to Dingyuan City. He then returned to the air and said softly, "He won't die. I'll contact the Jinwu Sect to come and pick him up."

After that, he looked at Song Changsheng again and said, "He was the one who first proposed 'Fighting Fire'. He deserved it for what he ended up like this. You don't have to worry about the Jinwu Sect causing trouble for you. The Jindan Sect is not so unreasonable."

Song Changsheng smiled and said, "I know, maybe some people will thank me secretly."

He knew a little about the criteria for selecting the leader of the Jinwu Sect. In addition to the cultivation base having to reach the late Purple Mansion stage, ability and personal prestige were also extremely important.

Once the result of today's battle is reported back to the Jinwu Sect, Chiyu can say goodbye to the position of sect leader that he has been dreaming of, because his rivals will never give up this great opportunity to suppress him.

By then, Akabane would be overwhelmed just dealing with these people and would not have time to care about him.

"These are your spoils."

Bai Zhengchun waved his hand and handed him his seven eggshell fragments along with Akabane's sixteen.

"Thank you for troubling me today, uncle. After I go back and work hard for the day, I will make a copy of the Taoist rhyme above for you. It will be a token of my gratitude." Song Changsheng said with a smile on his face.

Bai Zhengchun nodded slightly and said, "Your Second Uncle really needs this item, so I won't be polite to you. I also have half of it, so you can make a copy and take it back when the time comes."

If one wants to comprehend the laws of thunder, the more complete the Tao rhyme is, the better. So when the conflict just broke out, Bai Zhengchun decisively took action and grabbed half of the eggshell fragment.

As for why they don’t continue to fight for the other half, it’s not that they can’t, but that they dare not.

The complete Dao rhyme of the thunder law is so precious that even with the current size of Luoxia City, it cannot bear it. Half of it is enough for Zhan Tianxia to use.

Song Changsheng is now willing to contribute what he has on hand, so Bai Zhengchun naturally has no reason to refuse.

Of course, as an elder, he would not let Song Changsheng suffer any loss.

In terms of size, the one he had was almost three times the size of the one Song Changsheng had.

Bai Zhengchun's words surprised Song Changsheng a little. At first, he just thought that Zhan Tianxia was also preparing to break through the golden elixir. He was a cultivator with thunder spiritual roots, and this thunder-attributed law and Tao rhyme should be able to help him. Anyway, he would not lose anything by making a copy.

After all, Zhan Tianxia helped him a lot, always supported him, and took on a lot of pressure from the upper levels for him. He still understood the principle of repaying kindness.

But I didn't expect Bai Zhengchun to be so generous. It was an unexpected gain.

However, this thing is of no use to him for the time being, so it can only be left in the Sutra Library to collect dust.

"Thank you, uncle-master. I will accept it." Song Changsheng smiled, then looked around vigilantly. After finding that no one was paying attention outside, he secretly sent a message to Bai Zhengchun, telling him the information he got from Jiuliren.

After hearing this, Bai Zhengchun squeezed out the word "chuan" between his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Is the news true?"

Song Changsheng shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. His cultivation is not weak. I'm not sure if anyone has placed a restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness. That's why I didn't search his soul. All the information I got came from his mouth."

"You are right. Where are the Nine Dispersed People now?"

"I have captured him alive. Please follow me, uncle."

Song Changsheng brought Bai Zhengchun to the place where the nine scattered people were hiding.

Looking at Jiuliren's miserable appearance, Bai Zhengchun frowned and taught him a lesson: "Why don't you break his limbs and destroy his cultivation?
At the very least, you should injure him severely and make him lose the ability to attack. You actually only sealed his acupoints with a ban. If he breaks free and escapes, it will not only alert the enemy, but also put your family in danger. Don't make such a low-level mistake again in the future."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. After all, he was still a little younger, and compared to Bai Zhengchun, he was not as experienced, nor as ruthless.

He immediately bowed and said, "Disciple will follow your instructions."

"Every failure makes you wiser." Bai Zhengchun nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "This man will be a disaster if he is left in your hands, so I will take him away and interrogate him in depth when I return.

If you can follow the clues and destroy the Haoran Alliance, you will be the greatest hero of this battle."

"I just stumbled upon this by chance. If you find any key information, please let me know."

"Don't worry, I won't forget you.

By the way, there was no third person present when you captured him, right?"

Song Changsheng recounted the course of the battle, hesitated for a moment and said, "After Batu sold Jiuli, he fled. He probably thought Jiuli died in my hands. It shouldn't affect the overall situation, right?"

"It's hard to say. We should be prepared for any eventuality. Don't worry about this matter. I will take care of it."

After saying that, Bai Zhengchun hurriedly left with Jiuliren.

Song Changsheng also returned to Dingyuan City. Song Qingyun came to greet him immediately. Seeing his pale face, he couldn't help but asked with some concern: "Father, are you okay?"

"It's just that I consumed too much energy. Nothing else. I'll pack up and prepare to return to the family."

Seeing his anxious look, Song Qingyun was puzzled, but he did not ask. He bowed and said, "Yes!"

The father and son first rushed to the Five Elements Peak, and while taking the space teleportation array, they also inspected Song Lutong's work.

As the guardian elder who is farthest away from the family and has the most power, Song Lutong has done a great job over the years.

At present, the second-level spiritual veins around the Five Elements Peak have been developed. Most of them are planted with spiritual medicines, and a small part is planted with third-level spiritual rice collected from various places some time ago. Spiritual fish are also raised in the spiritual lake.

Zhangye County alone can provide the family with an income of nearly 150,000 spirit stones every year, which is more than one-third of the family's total income.

In addition, four secular cities were built at the foot of the Five Elements Peak, with a population of more than 400,000 mortals, including more than 100,000 young and strong people who were mobilized when Zhangye County was developed.

The rest are the Song clan members who migrated from the Song mortal world in recent years.

In fact, there were only a few hundred thousand people who migrated here at the beginning. Who would have thought that after all these years, the population has expanded to this size.

There are more than 400,000 mortals, most of whom are young and strong. Every year, when the Ascension Conference goes well, more than a dozen people can be selected, and when it is not so good, six or seven people can be selected.

At present, there are more than one hundred family monks under the jurisdiction of Zhangye Garrison, and there are more than twenty monks from other families. The scale is not small. Not only do they no longer need blood transfusions from Cangmang Peak, but they can also give back to the family every year.

This change has given Song Changsheng some new ideas about the future development direction of his family.

After politely declining Song Lutong's warm hospitality, Song Changsheng took Song Qingyun back to Cangmang Peak.

After learning that Song Qingyun had broken through to the foundation-building stage, the whole family was suddenly excited. A 25-year-old foundation-building cultivator could be ranked among the top tier among those major Jindan sects.

Xia Yunxue also smiled from ear to ear, but besides being happy, she felt a different feeling in her heart. This grandson was good, but the blood flowing in his body was not Song Changsheng's after all...

Song Qingyun's life experience is no secret in the family. Many elders in the family have the same idea as Xia Yunxue, but they dare not express it because of Song Changsheng.

But now that he has broken through the foundation building stage and become a family elder, many people can no longer sit still, so...

"got engaged?"

Looking at the jade slip handed over by Song Luzhou, Song Changsheng was a little confused.

“Yes, when the clan leader adopted Xiao Yun’er, he once said that he would need to marry a woman from the clan in the future before he could be included in the clan tree.

Later, Uncle Twenty-One decided to include Xiao Yun'er in the family tree first, and we all had no objection, but now that he has broken through to the foundation-building stage, shouldn't the marriage be put on the agenda?"

After Song Luzhou finished speaking, Song Changsheng remembered that he had mentioned this matter at the beginning, and nodded and said, "What Fifth Uncle said makes sense. I wonder if there is a suitable candidate. Marriage is a big deal and can't be taken lightly."

Seeing him so cooperative, Song Luzhou also smiled: "Yun'er grew up under our care, and we, as elders, will naturally not let him down. We have already selected a girl of the right age from within the clan. She is absolutely the best choice in terms of qualifications, appearance, and personality.

If you have a suitable candidate, you can also put it forward and we can discuss it together."

"If I had a candidate here, there would be no need to trouble you." Song Changsheng said with a smile.

"Okay then, leave it to me."

"Thank you, Uncle Wu."

After seeing Song Luzhou off, Song Changsheng returned to the courtyard, intending to tell Song Qingyun about the family's plan to arrange a marriage for him, but he couldn't find him.

"Where did this brat go again?"

Although he didn't find the person, Song Changsheng didn't take it seriously. It was not a big deal after all and he could talk about it later.

He lay down on the recliner under the sycamore tree in the yard and began to think about how to deal with the [Thunder Spirit] he had caught.

According to Xiaojiu, a large lightning-inducing formation can be set up with the [Thunder Spirit] as the center of the formation to artificially create a thunder field to assist the cultivators in the clan in physical training.

This use is quite good, but the problem is that creating a thunder field out of thin air is too easy to attract attention. Now, countless eyes are staring at the Song family, both openly and secretly.

An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. It is better to be cautious in your actions.

"Alas, if the Wutong Secret Realm had not become what it is now, it would be a good place to create a thunder domain." Song Changsheng sighed slightly. The current Wutong Secret Realm is not suitable for low-level cultivators to stay in for a long time. Setting up a thunder domain in it is not worth the cost.

“Forget it, Han Chi can also help the younger generations in the clan to strengthen their bodies, so let’s put the matter of the Thunder Domain aside for now.

But, other than that, what other use is this thing for? I can't just sell it off."

As soon as he said this, he rejected it immediately. After all, it was an existence that could grow to the fourth level or even stronger. It would be a waste of talent to sell it like this.

"Why doesn't the master sign a contract with it and take it in as a spirit beast?" Xiaojiu's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Sign a blood contract?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly. He didn't quite agree with this plan. Spirit beasts still needed to be cultivated from a young age, otherwise there would be a huge gap in cultivation.

Take Jin Xuan for example. He was already a foundation-building cultivator at that time, while Jin Xuan was still an egg.

Later, although Jin Xuan grew quickly, he still couldn't keep up with Song Changsheng's pace. The only help he could provide was to help him take care of the children, and that was all.

[Thunder Spirit] grows even slower. By the time it breaks through the third level, Song Changsheng will either have reached the Golden Core stage or the grass on his grave will be three feet high. What's the point of using such a spirit beast?
It is possible to give it to the younger generations in the clan, but the [Thunder Spirit] is too precious. If they carry it with them, it would be ok if they meet someone who doesn't know its value, but if they meet someone who knows, it would probably be a disaster rather than a blessing.

"Oh, let's just take care of it for now..." Song Changsheng sighed deeply. It was truly a happy worry.

Just when Song Changsheng was worried, Song Qingyun came to a house at the foot of Cangmang Peak. He scanned the room with his spiritual sense and found that there was no one in the room. He couldn't help but frowned and muttered, "Where did he go?"

After searching around for a while, I finally found a busy figure in a green rice field.

"Didn't the family assign you any tasks?"

When a familiar voice came, Song Qingli, who was busy, trembled. She looked up in disbelief and looked at the face in the sunlight that was different from the one in her memory. She was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? You don't recognize me after just a few years?" Song Qingyun said with a bright smile.

"Brother Yun, is it really you?"

The mist gradually gathered, and Song Qingli's eyes suddenly turned red.

Seeing this, Song Qingyun panicked and said quickly: "Hey, it's only been a few years since we last met, you shouldn't be so moved that you cry, right?"

"No, no...I accidentally let the sand blind me." Song Qingli quickly turned her back and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand in panic.

Song Qingyun rolled his eyes upon hearing this and said, "You are now a fourth-level Qi training cultivator after all, and you can still say something like "my eyes are narrowed by the sand".

Hey, you haven't answered my question yet. Did you plant all these spiritual fields? Can your body handle it?"

At this time, Song Qingli had adjusted his mood. He turned around and said embarrassedly: "My health has improved a lot in the past few years. The family is in great demand for third-level spiritual rice. I was free, so I asked the deacon for some seeds."

At the end, he added: "Don't worry, you won't be tired."

"Nonsense, I have also grown magical rice. I have to water it and get rid of insects every day. It's not easy at all." Song Qingyun frowned, looking a little dissatisfied.

Hearing this, Song Qingli lowered her head slightly, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Forget it, come up first, I brought you some gifts."

"Really?" Song Qingli was immediately delighted. As soon as she took a step, she felt dizzy and fell backwards in a daze...

...(End of chapter)