Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

After hearing Song Youfu's "slander", the cultivator thought about it seriously and said, "That can't be said. After all, there is no rule that one cannot hide one's cultivation. But he actually defeated Brother Youqing. How come I have no impression of such a strong person?"

"Ahem, masters are very low-key."

"Haha, that's right. Brother Youfu, you are also very strong. I have never heard of you before." The man scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

Song Youfu suddenly felt relaxed all over. He waved his hands and said proudly, "Hahaha, just average, just average."

At this time, someone next to him suddenly said, "Come to think of it, the name Song Youlin sounds a little familiar."

"Oh, now I remember that a few years ago, the Grand Elder had found two people to serve in the mountains, and this name seemed to be one of them."

"So it's him. No wonder he's so powerful." Everyone suddenly realized and felt it made sense. He was trained by the Supreme Elder himself, so they could accept that he was a little stronger.

"Hey, there seem to be two people going up the mountain. This one is so powerful, the other one should be not bad either, right?"

Hearing this, Song Youfu immediately pricked up his ears.

The man from before said with a bewildered look on his face: "The other one seems to be named Song Something-Fu, I can't remember, oh, never mind.

Let's talk about Brother Youping. He is in good shape this time. I think he has a chance to win the first place in our Group B..."

Song Youfu: "..."

"Hey, Brother Youfu, where are you going?" The monk who had spoken to Song Youfu earlier saw him leave his seat without saying a word, and hurriedly asked.

"Go to the toilet."

Song Youfu said this casually, then left without looking back. He really didn't want to hang out with this group of people anymore and felt depressed.

"Outhouse?" The cultivator who spoke was confused. The food they ate every day was rich in spiritual energy, and all of it was refined. Why would they need to excrete? There was no place like an outhouse on Cangmang Peak.

I wanted to ask for clarification, but I saw that Song Youfu had already walked away. I could only scratch my head and return to my seat.

Song Youfu left the spectator seats and went straight to the lounge. Song Youlin had already taken the antidote given to him by Song Youqing, and was currently regulating his breathing to dissolve the cold. When he noticed that it was him, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

He looked at Song Youlin, who was dressed neatly and looked as elegant as ever, and then looked at himself who was wrapped in bandages, and suddenly felt unbalanced.

He sat down on the armchair beside him and said unhappily, "Xiao Linzi, we've been fooled."

Song Youlin had long been accustomed to him releasing negative emotions from time to time, and he closed his eyes and pretended not to hear it.

Seeing that he didn't move, Song Youfu was immediately unhappy and emphasized: "Hey, what's your attitude? I'm telling the truth."

“I have just inquired about it. In the clan school at the foot of the mountain, there are three people who have become the foundation-building seeds of the family before they even reached adulthood. They are two men and one woman, collectively known as the Two Dragons and One Tiger.

The crazy woman I met was one of the tigresses, and the Song Youqing you met was also one of the two dragons, and it is said that he has never been defeated.

There were only three of us, and we bumped into each other. Who would believe this if it wasn't arranged in advance?"

"I was wondering why the old man suddenly agreed to let us go down the mountain. It turns out he was waiting for us here." Song Youfu said angrily.

He originally thought that with his level of skill, it would be a sure thing for him to get one of the top three places in Group B. He could then take advantage of the situation, join in the fun, and even bring back a reward.

Who knew that he would be almost defeated in the preliminary round.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. After some investigation, he found out that there was something fishy going on. He failed to show off his power and instead became a whetstone for others. After this battle, Song Youdie's fame soared and he had become a prominent figure in the family.

On the other hand, he just became a background board, yes, it happened twice, which made him so angry that his liver hurt.

Song Youlin obviously couldn't empathize with him, but Song Youfu's words did catch his attention.

No wonder he felt something was wrong when he fought with Song Youqing. It turned out that it was arranged in advance.

"The two of them are indeed very strong, and the rumors are not exaggerated."

Hearing this, Song Youfu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "You eliminated him easily and yet you still say this. Why do I feel like you are bragging? I don't even dare to say that."

Song Youlin glanced at the bandage on his shoulder that was still bleeding, and said seriously: "You really have no right to say."

"Hehe... do you think everyone is as perverted as you?"

"I'm serious. Two of the two dragons and one tiger have been eliminated, and the remaining one, Song Youping, will definitely fight you.

I heard that he is a master of hidden weapons who is good at using poison, and he is very insidious, so you have to be careful." Song Youfu said with a look of "I am doing this for your own good".

Song Youlin looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Why did you think of coming to tell me all this? Shouldn't you be hoping that he would teach me a lesson for you?"

"How is it possible? How could you think of me like that? We are of the same kind, closer than brothers. As soon as I got the news, I rushed here immediately." Song Youfu said this with great righteousness, without blushing or feeling guilty at all.

Song Youlin knew his true nature, but he didn't expose him. He nodded slightly and said, "I've also paid attention to him before. He does have a lot of hidden weapons.

The key is that he is also a physical practitioner who likes to fight in close combat. His hidden weapons make him like a poisonous hedgehog, making it hard to defend against him. He is indeed a tough opponent, even more so than Song Youqing."

"Huh? Do you mean that Song Youqing is not as good as Song Youping?" Song Youfu suddenly became interested.

"That's not the case. Song Youqing's [Erosion Hand] is also very powerful. Basically, one palm strike can make a person lose their combat effectiveness. The pair of silk gloves are even comparable to fine steel. Without the use of poison, the difference between the two should be similar. Song Youqing should even have a slight advantage.

But if it is a life-and-death battle or a sneak attack, Song Youqing is definitely no match for Song Youping, I am sure of that. "Song Youlin said pointedly.

After all, Song Youping's position is obviously an assassin, so it is really difficult for him to fight in the ring.

"Your analysis seems to make sense. Since you have already made up your mind, I won't bother you anymore. Come on, teach them a lesson, so that they won't always look down on us little people who don't have any reputation."

After successfully applying the eye drops, Song Youfu was in a good mood and left leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Song Youlin smiled slightly and whispered softly: "Song Youping?"

Time flies, the competition has been going on for several days, the preliminary and semi-final rounds of several groups have all ended, leaving only the final.

During the preliminary and semi-finals, in addition to the already famous two dragons and one tiger, there were also Song Youfu, Song Youlin, Song Youxiang, Song Qingyu, Song Xinyuan, Song Youbai and others who performed brilliantly.

Among them, Song Youxiang successfully stood out because the talismans he drew were far superior to ordinary people.

Song Qingyu was famous because he refined a furnace of first-grade top-grade [Qi Gathering Pills] with a success rate of an astonishing 80%, which was far ahead of others.

The most surprising person was Song Xinyuan, who was from the Zhangye Song family and was the nephew of Song Yulong. There were nearly fifty people from the Zhangye Song family who came to participate in the competition. Many monks had passed the first round, but he was the most outstanding.

In the first round of the preliminary competition, he defeated Song Youyun, who was ranked fourth in the clan school, very cleanly.

In the second round, Song Youfu, who had not yet recovered from his injury, was eliminated, which caused quite a stir at the time.

Although he lost to Song Youping, one of the two teams, in the semi-finals, his performance has been recognized and he was also included in the

Song Youbai is special. He is a beast tamer. Since the Song family lacks the inheritance of beast taming, there are not many cultivators embarking on this path.

Therefore, there were only a few people in the beast taming group participating in the competition, which was not much to watch. However, Song Youbai released two spirit beasts in one battle, which directly shocked the whole audience.

You know, a contract must be signed between the spirit beast and its master, which puts a huge burden on mental strength, and the consumption will double with each additional spirit beast.

Therefore, most beast tamers only focus on training one spirit beast.

He was able to control two spirit beasts easily, which showed that he had considerable talent. Song Changsheng immediately decided to include him in the key training list.

The emergence of talents in all aspects is an excellent sign for the Song family, as it means that their current glory will not be short-lived.

“There are successors” is not just empty talk.

For a family, nothing is more important than "inheritance", and these people are the seeds of inheritance. After a few years, many people present will pass away, and they will take over the family flag and lead the family to go further.

Although the finals have not yet ended, Song Changsheng is already very satisfied with this competition. If it were in the past, many of these people would not have been able to stand out.

Take Song Qingyu for example. Her pill success rate is as high as 80%, but the quality of the pills can only be described as extremely low. If she only looked at the quality of the pills as before, she wouldn't even be able to make it into the top five, let alone be the focus of training.

But now, she can receive focused training.

why?
Because the training mechanism is more perfect, more resources can be invested in them.

Now, even if Song Luzhou uses a bunch of spiritual medicines to smash it, he can still improve the quality of Song Qingyu's pills. This condition did not exist before.

The same goes for Song Youbai. The Song family has no high-level inheritance in the area of ​​beast taming. The best they can do is cultivate to the first level, and it is useless even if they have talent.

Besides, raising spirit beasts is a huge expense. In the past, there were not enough resources to go around, so how could we be willing to invest in this?

It’s different now. Not to mention raising two, the family can afford to raise three, and the issue of inheritance can also be coordinated with Luoxia City.

“They were born in a good era.”

Looking at the monks below who were preparing for the finals, Song Xianming suddenly said with emotion.

Song Changsheng nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, compared to us, they are undoubtedly lucky."

Hearing the two people's sighs, Song Lutong said in a loud voice: "We are fighting bloody battles in the front, isn't it just for these kids to no longer live the kind of life we ​​used to? Otherwise, wouldn't the thousands of graves in the clan be buried in vain?"

Song Xianming smiled and said, “Yes, everything is fine now.

Come on, the finals are about to begin. Let’s go and admire the demeanor of our Song family men.”

A group of elders followed them back to the judges' seats, and the finals officially began. The original ten arenas were replaced by one.

The first to proceed is Group A.

Both of them are from the "You" generation, and their cultivation level is also the third level of Qi training. Their performance can only be considered average. Unless they are geniuses like Song Youlin or Song Qingxing, they usually don't have any outstanding performance at this age.

Group B is more worth looking forward to. One of the players is Song Youlin, who has recently been in the limelight in the competition, and the other is Song Youping, the only one of the two teams who reached the finals.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the two men each walked onto the stage.

Song Youping is just as ordinary as his name. His figure, appearance, and voice are all very ordinary. He is the type of person who no one would pay attention to if he were suddenly thrown into a crowd.

But who would have thought that there would be so many things hidden under such a mediocre appearance?
A body cultivator, a poison master, and an expert in using hidden weapons, each of these abilities is not simple, but together they make up a person who looks so simple.

Compared with the majestic Song Youlin, it forms a sharp contrast.

However, Song Youlin would not be fooled by his appearance. He knew that this was a very dangerous opponent, as vicious as a poisonous scorpion.

"Song Youping, please teach me!"

Song Youlin returned the greeting, and at the moment he bowed, he caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous cold light flashing in the other person's hair.

He subconsciously turned his body to the side, and two poisonous needles as thin as hair, reflecting a faint blue glow, brushed past his clothes and sank into the ground.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a series of sounds of breaking through the air. When he turned around, he saw a dense swarm of willow-leaf darts swarming towards him.

For a moment, Song Youlin felt his scalp tingling. He circulated his spiritual power to form a shield in front of him, while using his agile body to dodge.

Soon, he was surrounded by willow-leaf darts. Without even a glance, he knew they were definitely poisoned.

"Great body movement." Song Youping praised sincerely.

He had never fought with Song Youlin, but he knew Song Youqing's strength, so he did not hold back at the beginning, but the effect was obviously not good.

Except for the first wave of poison needles which he almost succeeded in by sneak attack, Song Youlin handled the following willow leaf darts with ease, without even touching the corners of his clothes.

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Youlin looked calm and silently drew out his sword.

Song Youping grinned, stomped his feet, and his legs burst out with amazing elasticity, rushing out like an arrow.

Song Youlin had gained some understanding of his fighting style in the past few days, and knew that he was planning to use his old tricks again, using his strong physique to engage in close combat, and then using his elusive hidden weapons and those strange poisons to win.

Therefore, the best solution is to prevent him from getting close and use magic to get rid of him.

But Song Youlin planned to do the opposite.

"Stone Armor Technique"

His hands quickly changed, and his body was covered with a layer of rock armor at a speed visible to the naked eye. The armor was thick and tight, even his eyes and nose were completely covered...

...(End of chapter)