Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

At the foot of a barren mountain, Zhu Yiqun lay on a stone covered with grayish-white spots, resting his arms on it, bored, staring at the empty sky and daydreaming.

Today is already the seventh day that they have entered the Blood Ruins Realm. They have been here ever since coming out of the Golden Core Ruins. He feels like he is being bored to death.

Song Changsheng wanted to refine the evil spirit, and Song Qingxing was a fool. He just stood in front of the cave entrance every day, stupidly, and there was no one he talked to.

"Oh, it's such a waste of life. There are so many treasures here, how could anyone come to this remote place?" Zhu Yiqun complained, and then began to think about longer-term things.

Thinking back to when they were in Liuyun Market, they were young and ignorant of the immensity of the world. A dozen of them went together to explore the foundation-building ruins, but were ambushed by the Blood Demon Cult. In the end, only four people survived, including him.

Now, Xu Yunhe has lost contact while training in Tuozhou, his whereabouts are unknown, and even his life or death is difficult to determine.

Zhuang Yuechan has been in a coma for more than ten years, and there has been no sign of improvement. It is still unclear whether she can wake up in the future.

Song Changsheng is now a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator and has also refined spiritual objects from heaven and earth. Looking to the future, he has a bright future ahead of him.

Among the four people, he seemed to be the most stable and the most confused.

He left the sect secretly without telling his senior sister and the old man because he was dissatisfied with their "oppression" and control over him. He wanted to get out of that narrow world and find the meaning of life other than "eating".

But over the years, he became even more confused. The road ahead seemed to be shrouded in a fog and he couldn't see anything clearly. It seemed that this kind of life was not what he wanted.

"I miss the old man a little." Zhu Yiqun murmured to himself.

However, although he said this, what emerged in his mind was a charming figure with all kinds of charm, and the fiery red dress was so eye-catching.

After so many years, he was still impressed by her every smile and frown. Although she was sometimes as beautiful as a female Tyrannosaurus Rex, he always felt that something was missing without her by his side.

Zhu Yiqun looked back at the cave where Song Changsheng was and said to himself, "Perhaps, I should really go back and take a look..."

Inside the cave, Song Changsheng had come to an extremely critical step. His face was tense, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were pressed on the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron], continuously transferring magic power into it.

In just a few days, he was exhausted.

"Hiss~ Lowly human, let me go quickly!" The evil spirit's soul roared angrily in the cauldron, and its voice had become somewhat distorted.

Song Changsheng ignored its scolding and continued to maintain a steady output of mana.

When it comes to the Purple Mansion Stage, the cultivator's control over the mana in his body has reached an astonishing level. In the past few days, Song Changsheng has maintained the same amount of mana output. If nothing unexpected happens, the first stage will come to an end today and tomorrow.

The evil spirit seemed to have noticed this as well, and the frequency of his scolding increased significantly.

"Human race, you will never succeed!"

"Roar--"

Along with the earth-shaking roar of the evil spirit, the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] suddenly burst out with an astonishing bloody evil aura. Countless sharp laughs came one after another in Song Changsheng's ears, mixed with some faint wails.

Song Changsheng frowned slightly. He knew that he was affected by the evil spirit.

The evil spirit did not originally possess this ability, but these days, as its connection with the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] deepened, it was able to use some of its power.

It has been hiding for the past few days, but now it can finally not be restrained anymore. Unfortunately, it is only this much.

"I didn't expect you to have this hidden trick up your sleeve. I wanted to preserve a bit of your sanity, but now it seems that I'm leaving hidden dangers for the future."

Song Changsheng's eyes became fierce, and he raised his hand. The meter-high [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] suddenly flew up and began to spin wildly. His spiritual consciousness forcefully intervened and completely wiped out the evil spirit's consciousness, leaving only a soul shell.

Without the resistance, the integration became much smoother.

At this moment, the ferocious beast Qiongqi engraved on the surface of the cauldron began to become restless again. As the murderous aura surged, a hideous-looking beast emerged above the cauldron, opening its huge mouth full of fangs, ready to devour its victim.

Song Changsheng raised his sword-like eyebrows, waved his sword finger, and shouted loudly: "Behead!"

The [Traceless Sword] in the cauldron, which had been stained blood-black by the evil spirit, suddenly soared into the sky, chopped the Qiongqi into pieces with one sword, and greedily devoured it.

"Om-"

The slender sword body trembled continuously, and ripples spread out from it.

Compared to before, the [Traceless Sword], which has been refined and absorbed a large amount of blood and evil energy, appears to be full of evil spirit, and its posture is also more agile. It has already become a third-level magic weapon, and it only needs to give birth to the spirit of the weapon to become a real magic weapon.

Song Changsheng waved his sleeves to roll the [Traceless Sword] aside, and then began to finish.

Finally, at the hour of Si on the next day, Song Changsheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, finished his practice and stood up.

Looking at the [Bai Sha Qiong Qiong Cauldron] in front of him, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. All the hard work during this period was not in vain after all.

His broad hands gently stroked the surface of the cauldron, feeling the intimacy coming from it, Song Changsheng said softly: "From now on, I will call you Qiongqi."

As soon as the words fell, the Qiongqi pattern engraved on the surface of the cauldron suddenly came to life, and a dull and slightly stiff voice sounded in Song Changsheng's mind: "Yes."

……

After a brief breath adjustment, Song Changsheng walked out of the cave with the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] which had been shrunk hundreds of times.

Song Qingxing, who was standing outside the cave like a pine tree, saw Song Changsheng coming out and immediately bowed and said, "Uncle."

Song Changsheng nodded slightly, handed the refined Sword to him and asked, "Where is Yi Qun?"

"Elder Zhu is at the foot of the mountain."

After a simple reply, Song Qingxing began to carefully observe the changes in the sword in his hand. The final result made him very happy. With this sword in hand, his combat power increased by at least 30%.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but say, "Although your sword is not of high grade, the spiritual material used is something I have never seen before. It is a rare sword. You made a lot of money when you bought it for 20,000 spiritual stones."

Chance is such a wonderful thing. Many people had come into contact with this sword before Song Qingxing went there, but none of them could refine it. It was not until it fell into his hands that the sword finally showed its sharpness again.

"Notify Qingyun and the others to join us. The Blood Ruins Realm is about to close."

"Okay." Song Qingxing nodded, took out the flying sword and began to communicate with everyone.

Not long after, Song Yulong and Chihuo Laogui sent back messages one after another, saying that everything was normal and they would be joining Song Changsheng and the others soon.

But only Song Lutong's team had notified three times in a row, but there was still no news. Song Changsheng suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

There are three people in Song Lutong's team. Besides him, there are Song Changxi and Song Qinghu. Now none of them can be contacted, which is enough to explain the problem.

"The Blood Ruins Realm will be closed in two days. We will be in trouble if we can't find them as soon as possible." Zhu Yiqun said with a frown.

"I have a way to find them. You stay here. When Chihuo and the others arrive, you don't have to wait for me. Go directly to the exit. I have already messaged Luoxia. You should meet up with them and don't go alone." "Okay. Be careful." Zhu Yiqun knew that with his level of cultivation, he would only cause trouble if he went there, so he agreed decisively.

Song Changsheng was extremely anxious at this moment. He did not dare to delay too much and rushed towards the direction explored by Song Lutong and others.

Before setting off, he prepared a sachet with a unique scent for each person. Wherever they passed, the scent would remain for a long time. With the help of [Thousands of Miles Searching], he could find them even if they were thousands of miles away.

It was originally just for precaution, but I didn't expect that it would be actually used now.

Soon, Song Changsheng "smelled" the scent of the sachets on Song Lutong and others. Following the scent, he finally found their traces in a Gobi Desert.

But what made him uneasy was that there were only Song Lutong and Song Qinghu, but Song Changxi was nowhere to be seen.

There were other people at the scene as well. At a glance, there were Jiang Shuming from Baicaotang, Bai Xu from Tianmai Sect, and a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples from the two sects.

A dozen people sat in a circle on the open ground without moving. Above them, there was a black cube-shaped metal block, about the size of an adult's fist, with two shallow grooves running horizontally and vertically, dividing its surface evenly into nine small squares.

"Is this... a Rubik's Cube?" There was a hint of surprise in Song Changsheng's eyes. He naturally knew that this was not the same thing as the little toy in his previous life, but they were really too similar.

The scene in front of him was really weird. Song Changsheng did not take action directly, but chose to observe in the dark.

Although Jiang Shuming's strength is average, Bai Xu's strength is not bad. He is one of the few late Purple Mansion cultivators in this trip of Tianmai Sect.

Even she was tricked, which shows that the thing in the air is not as simple as it seems.

After thinking about it, Song Changsheng decided to send a message to a few people first.

As expected, no one responded. Their consciousness might have fallen into a deep sleep, or even been controlled.

Everyone was not in good condition, especially those who were only at the initial stage of foundation building, whose faces were as pale as snow.

After observing for a quarter of an hour, he didn't find anything special. Just when Song Changsheng couldn't wait to make a move, the Rubik's Cube in the air suddenly moved.

I saw a dark electric current emitting from its surface, covering all the people below, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wisps of mist evaporated from their Baihui acupoints and were eventually absorbed by the magic cube.

Song Changsheng's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Is that... the origin of life?"

After understanding the purpose of the metal Rubik's Cube, he could no longer sit still and directly used the [Five Elements Creation Seal] to press towards the metal Rubik's Cube.

"boom--"

As soon as it got close, the [Five Elements Creation Seal] was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not move forward even an inch.

The electric currents released by the metal cube turned into tentacles at this moment, tightly wrapping the [Five Elements Creation Seal] and injecting a very corrosive force into it.

The spirit of the weapon, Xiaowu, immediately groaned in pain.

Song Changsheng immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he did not rush in, otherwise he would be the one in trouble.

Seeing that the life sources of Song Lutong and others were being continuously extracted, Song Changsheng was extremely anxious, but he had no good solution for the time being.

He could only try and use the [Purple Void Divine Fire] to burn the outer layer of barrier. Unexpectedly, the [Purple Void Divine Fire] had a great inhibitory effect on the barrier and soon burned a big hole.

The hole is spreading rapidly around, and the barrier will soon collapse.

As if sensing the threat, the metal Rubik's Cube in the air suddenly released electric current and fell towards where Song Changsheng was.

Song Changsheng raised his hand to block the electric current, and then controlled the [Five Elements Creation Seal] that had been freed to crash into the metal Rubik's Cube regardless of anything.

"Ding--"

A crisp knocking sound was heard, and the metal Rubik's Cube was knocked away.

Song Changsheng seized the opportunity and arrived on top of the metal Rubik's Cube in a flash. An illusory giant hand made of magic power reached out from behind him and grabbed the Rubik's Cube.

The metal Rubik's Cube suddenly released endless black lightning, but they were all extinguished by Song Changsheng and imprisoned in his big hand.

"What on earth is this thing?" Song Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly. This should be a magical weapon, but he couldn't tell its specific grade, let alone what material it was made of. There was no spiritual aura on the surface that a magical weapon should have.

Thinking of its strange ability to extract the essence of life, Song Changsheng did not dare to reach out and touch it directly. He had to set a restriction on it first, and then threw it directly into the storage bag.

He returned to the open space and first woke up Song Lutong and Song Qinghu.

"Are you all right? Why isn't Changxi with you?"

Song Lutong opened his eyes and saw Song Changsheng. He immediately showed a trace of shame on his face and said, "Chief, I failed to live up to your trust. During our exploration, we strayed into a dangerous place, and Changxi... fell."

Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng froze in place, and the uneasiness in his heart finally turned into reality.

After a long while, he finally asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is the body?"

Song Lutong held his head and said painfully, "It's gone."

No bones remain.

Song Changsheng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Casualties were inevitable when exploring an ancient battlefield, but when they really happened, it was still so heartbreaking.

At this time, Jiang Shuming, Bai Xu and others also woke up one after another.

At this time, they were still a little dazed and didn't know how they escaped.

It was not until they saw Song Changsheng's figure that everyone reacted.

Jiang Shuming came to Song Changsheng's side, and with a face full of shame, he saluted and said, "Thank you, Daoist Zixu, for your help. Jiang owes you another life."

Twenty years ago, he was saved once by Song Changsheng.

Twenty years later, he was rescued by Song Changsheng again, and this favor could no longer be repaid.

The others, including Bai Xu, also stood up and expressed their gratitude, dragging their weak bodies.

Song Changsheng had to temporarily suppress the grief in his heart and began to deal with everyone.

After a while of pleasantries, he asked a key question - what exactly happened before this?
...(End of chapter)