Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng and Yuying spent five full days setting up a protective formation that could cover the entire Blood Ruins Valley.

However, their skills were limited, and this formation was only of the middle grade of the third rank. They could still hold off a mid to late stage Purple Mansion cultivator, but if a Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator took action, the formation would be broken in a matter of days.

But Song Changsheng doesn't need to consider these issues. He is just there to take over temporarily. Even if any problems arise later, it cannot be blamed on him.

Of course, as a vested interest, he certainly does not want anything to happen in the Blood Ruins Realm.

Although this ancient battlefield has been explored countless times, it still contains endless opportunities. As long as they control the entrance, they can continue to reap benefits.

However, there was one thing that Song Changsheng was very confused about.

Since the Fairy Lingmou of the Haoran Alliance has discovered and controlled the Blood Ruins Realm, why would she take the risk to snatch the spiritual treasure from Baicaotang?

There are more than three or five Jindan monks who have died or passed away in the Blood Ruins Realm. It should be easier to find a spiritual treasure here than to plot against Baicao Tang, right?

And there is no need to worry about being exposed.

The first time the Haoran Alliance was exposed to the public was the battle for the [Sky Fire Cauldron], which directly made it the public enemy of the entire Da Qi cultivation world.

No matter how you look at it, it's not good for them.

"Could it be that she didn't snatch the [Heavenly Fire Cauldron] in order to survive the minor heavenly thunder tribulation?" Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. This kind of enemy whose background you can't figure out is the most terrifying.

"I hope I can have some peace and stability after this..."

"Daoist Zixu."

A gentle voice sounded beside Song Changsheng's ears. Song Changsheng turned around and asked in surprise, "Daoyou Yu?"

Yuying stretched out her hand to tidy up the hair beside her ears and said, "Daoyou Zixu, the matter here is over. We are ready to evacuate with the sect, so I came here to say goodbye."

"The Jinwu Sect is about to evacuate? Then what about the Blood Ruins Realm..."

"The news of the coalition's ambush on the Haoran Alliance has gradually spread. The elite forces of various factions have gathered here, and the problem of weak defense forces in various places has also been exposed. In order to prevent the evil forces from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos, we must return to defend early.

The leader of the Blood Ruins Realm has already made proper arrangements. One Purple Mansion cultivator will be left in each of the two sects and one city to guard the place until another formation master is sent from the sect to rebuild the formation."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but become worried. There was still a powerful Blood Demon Cult in secret. If they took the opportunity to cause some trouble in the southwest, they would not be able to stop it in time.

It's time to go back early.

Song Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I wish you a safe journey."

"Yuying will never forget the kindness you have shown me in the Blood Ruins Realm. If you need anything, I will be at your service."

"Just go with the flow. Fellow Daoist Yu, don't take it to heart." Song Changsheng waved his hand, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he said, "By the way, how is Fellow Daoist Xia Qingxue these days?"

Speaking of which, the person he dealt with the most in the Jinwu Sect was Xia Qingxue. He still had a jade pendant she gave him, but he seemed to have not heard much about her in recent years.

Yuying was stunned, then said with a hint of shame: "Young Master's whereabouts have always been top secret in the sect. I have only seen him once since I joined the sect."

Song Changsheng then remembered that the man in front of him was a marginal figure in the Jinwu Sect and had no access to information of this level. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to ask this? He quickly said, "It is Song who is rude."

"I did hear a piece of news related to our Junior Grandmaster." After a slight hesitation, Yuying said cautiously.

"Appreciate further details."

Yuying looked around and found that no one noticed this side, then she sent a voice message to Song Changsheng: "It is said that Jinyang Zhenren's time is coming, for the future of the Su family, he wants to support Elder Su Ye as the leader, in order to increase the bargaining chips, he intends to let the young master and Su Ye become Taoist partners.

The attitude of the young master towards this matter is still unclear, but since then, there has been little news about the young master in the sect. "

Hearing this, Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. After several contacts with Xia Qingxue, he had a general understanding of her personality. She was an extremely proud person, and she probably could not accept this kind of arranged marriage.

Is it because of this reason that she was grounded?
Song Changsheng immediately imagined several melodramatic plots in his mind.

But it's just my imagination.

In fact, if you think about it, you will know that this is impossible. As the first person of the younger generation of Jinwu Sect, Xia Qingxue has the hope of breaking through to the Jindan stage. She has extremely high autonomy in Jinwu Sect. It is impossible for her to be placed under house arrest for refusing to get married.

If that were the case, the Jinwu Sect would be almost finished.

In this world, geniuses have the right to be willful because they represent the future of a sect.

Unless they are crazy, no one will force them to do something they don't like.

According to his understanding of Xia Qingxue, the other party probably didn't take this matter to heart at all. The reason why there was no news was probably that she was in seclusion.

Calculating the time, it has been nearly twenty years since the other party broke through to the great perfection of foundation building. With the financial and material resources of the Jinwu Sect, plus her extraordinary talent, it is almost time for her to break through to the Purple Mansion.

Therefore, everything Yuying said afterwards could only be regarded as gossip, but her first sentence contained extremely important information.

It seems that the news that Su Ding is about to die is no longer a secret, and it has spread so widely that even marginal figures like Yuying have heard of it.

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something fishy going on.

As the mainstay of the Jinwu Sect and even the entire Daqi cultivation world, shouldn't the information about Su Ding's lifespan be kept absolutely confidential?
After all, once this news gets out, it will inevitably cause panic, and I will be the first to get confused.

The Song family was a living example. When the news leaked out that Song Xianming had forced himself out of seclusion and failed to break through the Purple Mansion, the entire Song family was in chaos and people's morale was almost dispersed.

If Song Xianming is like this, what about Su Ding?

And now, there is natural harmony among the Jinwu Sect, which means that the disciples below are unaware of this news, and it is only circulated among the sect elders.

It seemed reasonable, but Song Changsheng smelled the scent of a fisherman.

"Daoist Zixu?"

"Huh?" Song Changsheng came back to his senses.

"This matter came out of my mouth and entered your ears. Don't spread it to anyone else." Yuying reminded cautiously.

"It's all saved for me, please rest assured, fellow Taoist." Song Changsheng naturally agreed.

At this time, Yuying's eldest disciple Li Qingyue came over. She first bowed respectfully to Song Changsheng and said, "Greetings, Master Zixu."

Then he looked at Yuying and said, "Master, the Great Elder has sent someone to inform us that we are ready to move camp. What do you think..."

"I understand." Yuying nodded slightly.

"Daoist Zixu, we'll meet again later."

"Have a good trip." Song Changsheng saluted with a smile.

After the disciples of Jinwu Sect left under the leadership of Cheng Muqiu, Niu Dazhuang came to ask Song Changsheng if he wanted to leave with them. Song Changsheng naturally agreed. He had just made such a big profit, and he was afraid that Haoran Alliance would prepare a surprise for him halfway, so he felt more secure holding on to his big brother.

The various factions left one after another, and finally only three Purple Mansion monks were left to guard the Blood Ruins Realm.

In a cloud at the horizon, two figures, a man and a woman, stood quietly.

The woman's face could not be seen clearly, only her pair of phoenix eyes were visible, and her gaze was captivating and charming.

The man lagged behind slightly. He was dressed in white and looked handsome. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his expression was fierce.

If Song Changsheng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the identity of this man. He was Yu Dongyang, with whom he had fought before.

"There are only three of them. Even though they have the formation as a support, they are nothing to worry about. Master, I am willing to lead people to retake the Blood Ruins Realm." Yu Dongyang said respectfully to the woman in front of him.

“What can we do after we take it back? Can we keep it?” The woman’s voice was ethereal, yet majestic in its calmness.

Yu Dongyang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he said, "If we can't defend it, then destroy it. It's better than letting these people get away with it."

"Dongyang, once is enough to alert the enemy.

What we need to do now is to show weakness to the enemy, so that they think we are scared, instead of continuing to provoke them, do you understand?" the woman said calmly.

“Master, I just don’t want to accept this. The [Hundred Evils Qiongqi Cauldron] was about to be completed, but the Blood Ruins Realm has now fallen into their hands.”

“This is indeed an accident, and the Palace Master will not blame us.

Moreover, I have prepared a great gift for them, it depends on whether they can accept it or not."

"Are you talking about the thing that the Palace Master gave me?" Yu Dongyang's eyes suddenly lit up...

Qingzhou, Jinyang Mountains, and Jinyang Peak.

When Cheng Muqiu led the team back, the great elder Liu Qingping immediately came to greet him and whispered, "Brother, Master Jinyang ordered you to go see him immediately after you return to the sect."

"Besides this, does the sir have any other instructions?" Cheng Muchu frowned slightly.

Liu Qingping shook her head slowly.

"Okay, I get it. We've made quite a lot this time. Send someone to deliver the items on this list to the people below when you have time. I'll go pay my respects to the Grand Elder."

"it is good."

Faced with Su Ding's summons, Cheng Muchu did not dare to be negligent and hurried over to pay his respects.

As the heavy red-painted palace door slowly opened, a thin figure appeared in front of him.

He quickly bowed his head and said, "Disciple greets his uncle-master."

Su Ding sat cross-legged on the futon. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Muqiu is back. How is it? Did the trip go well?"

"My dear uncle, everything went well. The Haoran Alliance has been severely damaged, and the Xuexu Realm is now completely under our control." Cheng Muchu replied respectfully.

"Well, well done. Did you find what I asked you to find?" Su Ding opened his eyes and his calm gaze fell on Cheng Muchu, which brought him extremely heavy pressure.

Facing his gaze, Cheng Muqiu couldn't help sweating on his forehead. He said in a hoarse voice, "I have failed my uncle-master's trust. The spiritual energy in the Blood Ruins Realm has been cut off and it is desolate. It is no longer suitable for the survival of the [Taiyi Green Jade Fruit]."

"You mean, you didn't find it?" Su Ding's eyes suddenly became sharp. He had extended his life several times before, and the common longevity treasures were no longer effective for him. Using the [Taiyi Qingyu Fruit] to refine the [Taiyi Jiazi Pill] was his only hope to extend his life at present, but now, the only hope was shattered.

Feeling the rage released from Su Ding, Cheng Muchu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Master, please calm down your wrath for a while, I have another rare treasure to offer you."

After saying that, he took out the metal Rubik's Cube he got from Song Changsheng from his sleeve.

Su Ding made a slight move and the magic square fell into his hand. After a brief observation, he found that he could not tell its depth, and he couldn't help but become a little interested.

"What is this?"

"Replying to Master Uncle, this is something Song Changsheng accidentally brought out from the Blood Ruins Realm. This thing is strange and can absorb the life essence of cultivators, even Purple Mansion cultivators are no exception."

"Song Changsheng?"

Su Ding's heart moved slightly. It was a name he hadn't heard for a long time. If Cheng Muchu hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a person.

For a moment, he had some thoughts in his mind, and then he noticed the words "source of life".

"What do you mean?" Su Ding asked casually while playing with the metal Rubik's Cube in his hand.

Cheng Muqiu glanced at Su Ding's calm face, then gritted his teeth and said, "Lifespan is the essence of life, and it is also the origin of a cultivator. If Master Uncle can often absorb the essence of life, he can prolong his life without the [Taiyi Jiazi Pill]."

"Where does the life force come from?"

Cheng Muqiu's eyes flickered, and he said cryptically, "As long as Master Uncle needs it, it will come from somewhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ding's hand that was playing with the metal Rubik's Cube stopped abruptly, and the temperature in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

After a moment, Su Ding was furious and said, "How dare you! You want me to do something evil?"

Feeling the murderous intent released from Su Ding, Cheng Muqiu was immediately startled, and quickly knelt in front of Su Ding and said: "Master, please calm down, my disciple's sincere heart is for the great cause of the sect.

You are now only a stone's throw away from the Nascent Soul stage. As long as you can extend your life span for a few more decades, you will surely be able to face the heavenly tribulation. The entire sect has been preparing for this for hundreds of years, and you will surely be able to get through it safely.

Once you enter the Nascent Soul stage, the four worlds will bow down to you. Who would care about these trivial matters? Master, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"

"Bastard!"

Su Ding let out a loud shout and waved his sleeves. Cheng Muchu, who had reached the great perfection of Purple Mansion cultivation, was swept away like a leaf, without any power to resist.

"If cultivators like me use any means necessary to pursue our own path, what difference is there between us and the remnants of the blood demons?
Considering your impartiality, I will forgive you this time. If you dare to speak nonsense again, even if you are the master of the sect, I will personally clean up the mess!"

Cheng Muqiu struggled to stand up and said with difficulty: "Thank you, Uncle Master."

"Humph, get out!"

A burst of powerful magic power directly pushed Cheng Muchu out, and the red-painted door slammed shut.

Su Ding's chest heaved violently. Looking at the metal Rubik's Cube in his hand, he raised his hand and wanted to destroy it, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his hand full of magic power was reluctant to fall.

After a moment, he slowly put down his hand, sealed it with a ban, and hid it in the deepest part of the hall...

...(End of chapter)