Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Don't look at it anymore, get ready to go into the city."

Song Changsheng greeted a few juniors, then blended into the crowd outside the city gate and prepared to enter the city, but he saw that two gates were open, one with more people and the other with fewer people.

The inspection at the door with more people seemed to be unusually strict, and a small sign was issued after the inspection. However, the door with fewer people was not so troublesome and was very efficient in comparison. After a while, there was no one there and it was directly vacated.

Several monks were driven away by the monks guarding the city as soon as they approached.

Song Changsheng and his companions were all here for the first time, and they were not very clear about the procedures for entering the city. Seeing this strange phenomenon before their eyes, he directly pointed at Song Qingyun and said, "Yun'er, go and find out what the conditions are for entering through that door."

They are currently at the door with the most people. There are at least hundreds of people in front of them. According to the efficiency here, it will probably be dark by the time it is their turn. If they can go through the door next to it, they can save at least one or two hours.

In less than a cup of tea, Song Qingyun found out everything, and hurried back to meet up with Song Changsheng and the others, saying, "Dad, I've asked someone to find out everything. If you want to go there, you need an identity certificate issued by the City Lord's Mansion."

"ID card?" Song Changsheng was stunned. It was a word that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Well, you could say that. The monks guarding the city said that Sifang City has a lot of people coming and going, and the composition of the people is complex. In order to prevent evil monks from sneaking in, people entering the city need to go through strict inspection.

Monks with proof of identity can skip this step.

The small badge we issue is a temporary identity certificate, which is only valid for seven days. You need to pay spirit stones to enter the city, and you must leave after the deadline. You can't go to some places in the city, so there are quite a few restrictions.

If we want to go to the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, we cannot do so without an ID card." Song Qingyun told the information he had obtained one by one.

Song Changsheng looked a little strange when he heard this. He didn't expect to see this kind of operation in this world. It was really an eye-opener.

But think about it, as Sifang City is the base camp of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce and an economic and trade center, it is normal for it to be managed more strictly. Luoxia City still has a curfew, which is also quite consistent.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this strict attitude that Sifang City has been able to stand on this land for so long.

"It seems that this identity certificate is still very necessary. After entering the city, you can go to the City Lord's Mansion to check it out."

Although they might not come here once in many years, they cannot even see Peng Siying without identification. Even if it costs them some money, they have to do it.

At this time, the middle-aged monk in front of them suddenly turned around and said, "Is this your first time in Sifang City, fellow Daoist?"

Song Changsheng was stunned, and then he stopped Song Qingyun from speaking without leaving any trace, and continued with a smile: "Yes, bring some young people from your family out to see the world."

They looked young and had concealed their cultivation level. The middle-aged cultivator thought Song Changsheng was also a foundation-building cultivator and spoke to him enthusiastically, "Young people should go out more often. There is no place in the whole of Gusu that is more prosperous than Sifang City."

"From what you said, you should come to Sifang City often, right?"

"Yes, I have a stall in the city, and I come here two or three times a month at least."

The middle-aged cultivator was quite proud when he said this. After all, it was not easy to own a stall in Sifang City and the competition was very fierce. He also relied on his good relationship with a steward in the City Lord's Mansion to obtain the right to use it for fifteen days every month. Not many people had this opportunity.

When they heard that he had a stall in the city, many monks around him cast envious glances at him, and the middle-aged monk was also quite pleased.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng understood and continued to ask, "Since you have a stall in the city, why don't you go and get an ID? It is said that a temporary ID can only be used for seven days. It would take too much time to go in and out like this."

Hearing his words, the middle-aged monk asked back: "This is your first time here, you probably don't know what the requirements are for applying for an identity certificate, right?"

Seeing Song Changsheng shaking his head, the middle-aged cultivator immediately gave him a look that said "I knew it", and then began to give him some "popular science" advice.

“Fellow Daoist, you may not know that this identity certificate is not something you can get just because you want it. First of all, you have to be a Purple Mansion cultivator, or you can ask a Purple Mansion cultivator with an identity certificate to guarantee you. The City Lord’s Mansion will only be able to process it for you after confirming your identity.

If you don't have both of these, then you'll be in trouble. You'll have to rent a shop in the city, or be employed by someone who owns fixed assets in the city and ask for their guarantee.

But the premise of these two is that you have to prove your identity first, which is too difficult. It's okay for sect disciples, but for independent cultivators like us, don't even think about it. "A trace of unwillingness flashed across the face of the middle-aged cultivator. This world is always full of malice towards independent cultivators.

The independent cultivators around felt the same way when they heard this. It was really difficult for independent cultivators to survive in Sifang City.

Song Changsheng thought it was natural.

The group of independent cultivators is too complicated, and is inherently unstable. The Da Qi cultivation world has also created an alliance of independent cultivators, which has been causing troubles everywhere every day, and has now been arranged to sit at the same table with the Blood Demon Cult.

Moreover, independent cultivators are not afraid of wearing shoes even if they are barefoot, and they act without any scruples. However, it is different for disciples of sects and families. The monk can escape but the temple cannot. Before doing anything, they have to consider their teachers and relatives.

In addition, the identities of the disciples of sects and families are relatively transparent, unlike independent cultivators who can change their identities at will.

Luoxia City was previously infiltrated by the Blood Demon Cult on a large scale. In addition to the Blood Princess's abnormal special abilities, it was also related to the large number of independent cultivators coming in and out of the city, which increased the opportunities for those with ulterior motives to fish in troubled waters.

But there is nothing that Luoxia City can do. Its influence is limited to the southwest, and it used to face the threat of beast tides from time to time. If it wants to develop, it must reduce restrictions. Otherwise, who would take the risk to go to Luoxia City? Isn't it just because of its open attitude?

Sifang City has no shortage of people, and it is even overcrowded. Naturally, it does not welcome these independent cultivators.

He casually agreed with his words, but Song Changsheng started to think in his mind.

As a Purple Mansion cultivator and born into a Purple Mansion family, his identity can be easily verified and getting an identity certificate should not be a problem. If that doesn't work, he can always take out the badge that Peng Siying gave him.

However, that can only be used when absolutely necessary. After all, the friendship between him and Peng Siying is not that deep. Although the other party is very generous to him, he has to recognize his own position.

The most important thing in life is to know yourself.

The badge was only given to him so that he could use the space teleportation array in the black market, but it didn't say that he could use his name to do things in other places. If she heard about it, even if she didn't say anything, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.
The middle-aged cultivator had no idea what Song Changsheng was thinking and continued to chat with him. Seeing that there were still many people in front of him, Song Changsheng was happy to learn more about Sifang City from him.

In less than an incense stick of time, he had squeezed the other party dry, and at the same time, he had a vague understanding of Sifang City. As for why it was "vague", it was entirely because the middle-aged cultivator didn't have much solid knowledge. In fact, think about it, he couldn't even get an identity certificate, and his walking in the city was restricted. He also had to hurry to set up a stall, so how could he have time to really understand this city.

After realizing this, Song Changsheng became less interested in talking about sex and only continued the conversation in a haphazard manner.

Just then, Song Qingxi suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"Uncle, look."

Song Changsheng looked in the direction of her finger and found that a purple mansion monk in a gray robe with gray hair went in through the door next to him. He handed a sign to the guard at the city gate, and the guard quickly let him in respectfully.

The sign he handed over looked very familiar.

"Uncle, that seems to be the guest badge of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce. You seem to have one too." Song Qingxi said secretly.

"That's right." Song Changsheng nodded slightly, then called the middle-aged cultivator he had spoken to before and said, "Daoyou, why was that person able to go over there just now? Doesn't he need identification?"

The middle-aged monk rolled his eyes at him and said, "He is a guest of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce. His status is equivalent to that of an elder of the Chamber of Commerce. He is an honored guest wherever he goes. He is just entering the city. Why does he need proof of identity?"

Song Changsheng stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "It shouldn't be a problem for the guest elder to bring a few people in, right?"

"Of course. Everyone has a few friends and relatives. As long as they are willing to guarantee it, that's all."

After saying that, the middle-aged cultivator paused, then looked Song Changsheng up and down, and asked suspiciously: "You don't want to ask him for a guarantee, do you?"

Song Changsheng smiled but said nothing.

"I advise you to give up on this idea. If something goes wrong, the guarantor will also be held responsible. You have no relationship with him, so why should he help you?
Let's just line up here. There are only about 100 or 200 people. It should be our turn before the sun goes down. I'll take you for a good walk after we enter the city." The middle-aged monk said generously.

Song Changsheng did not explain, but smiled and bowed, saying: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, I will treat you to a drink when we meet in the city in the future."

The middle-aged monk quickly returned the greeting, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "You can invite me into the city in a moment, but you said you have to wait until later. This Sifang City is so big, where can we meet someone? This pale-faced young man is too insincere."

Song Changsheng naturally had no idea that the middle-aged cultivator was plotting against him in his mind. After thanking him, he led Song Qingyun and others out of the team.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, what's the matter? It will be our turn soon..." Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he saw Song Changsheng, who had been asking questions like a newbie just now, had walked to another city gate with a few juniors and took out a silver object from his arms.

The monks guarding the city immediately let them pass respectfully after seeing it, and the leader even walked a few steps forward with a bit of flattery on his face.

"This... this..." The middle-aged monk was stunned...

Song Changsheng didn't know how much shock he had caused the other party. At this moment, they had already passed through the corridor and entered the city.

Looking at the clean and wide streets, and the quaint, elegant, compact and orderly buildings on both sides, Song Qingyun and Song Qingxi were like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, their eyes were too busy to take it all in.

Song Changsheng had to admit that Sifang City was much more prosperous than Luoxia City, and the spiritual energy here was unusually abundant. Living here for a long time would be of great benefit to cultivation. It was no wonder that the City Lord's Mansion had to come up with something like a temporary identity certificate.

"When we entered the city just now, there was something strange about the mirror above." Song Qingxing suddenly said.

“Don’t underestimate that mirror. Although it’s not a spiritual treasure, it’s also a fourth-tier magical tool that can distinguish between demonic and devilish auras. All demons and monsters below the Golden Core stage cannot escape its detection.

Once upon a time, a demon king transformed himself and tried to sneak into Sifang City to cause trouble, but he was exposed by this mirror and eventually fled in disgrace."

"No wonder I felt like I was seen through just now." Song Qingxing nodded slightly, and his understanding of the background of these ancient forces became clearer.

"Uncle, where are we going next?" Song Qingxi's eyes were sparkling. This city had a fatal attraction to her as she had not gone down the mountain for many years.

Song Changsheng glanced at the sky that was about to get dark and said, "Let's find an inn first. If there is no curfew in Sifang City at night, we can go out for a stroll at night and then go to the City Lord's Mansion to apply for identity certificates tomorrow."

Hearing that he couldn't go shopping right away, Song Qingxi's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he asked in confusion: "You have the identity of a guest elder of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce, do you still need to apply for an identity certificate?"

"I don't need it, but you may need it if you travel around this area in the future."

Song Changsheng has been thinking about the future. What the middle-aged cultivator said before was very true. Young people should go out more often and explore more. Sifang City is a good platform. It brings together geniuses from several cultivation circles and can help them grow better.

Among the "Qing" generation cultivators in the family, the three of them have the highest future potential. He also hopes that they can step out of Lingzhou and see more of the outside world. Working in isolation is not a good habit.

"If conditions permit, it would be a good idea to rent a shop here." Song Changsheng thought secretly.

As long as the quality of the goods is good, you will never have to worry about not making money in Sifang City. Renting a shop here is basically a sure-win business, but I don’t know what the conditions for renting are.

It just so happens that I have to go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow, so I can ask him then. He brought a lot of spirit stones with him this time.

At this time, Song Qingyun came over and said, "Dad, I've already asked, there is an inn just along this road."

Song Changsheng immediately gave him a thumbs up in his heart, finally there was someone reliable.

"Then let's go, settle down early, and I'll take you out for a good stroll in the evening."

They came to an inn called "Yue Lai Ju". As soon as they entered the door, the owner's first words were to ask them if they had any identification, and he looked at them with vigilance.

But when Song Changsheng took out the guest elder badge, the shopkeeper's attitude took a 180-degree turn and he said flatteringly, "Three rooms upstairs, I'll arrange them for you right away."

...(End of chapter)