Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"No one said that this Dengtian Pavilion can only be climbed once, right?" Song Qingxing's gaze passed over Song Qingyun and fell on a corner behind him, where a familiar figure stood.

It turned out that the old man in hemp clothes who was at the door earlier came up at some point.

When the old man saw that he had been discovered, he walked out openly and said with a smile: "Congratulations to you guys for successfully reaching the top. This is your reward, please keep it."

He waved his hand, and three balls of light fell in front of several people.

Song Qingyun reached out to take it and found it was a storage bag. Inside it was a small pile of neatly stacked spirit stones, two bottles of pills, two talismans and a magic weapon.

“According to the rules of the Ascension Pavilion, starting from the 101st step, you can get rewards every 100 steps you pass, and you can get rewards a total of nine times after reaching the top.

From bottom to top, they are 20 pieces of spirit stones, 200 pieces of spirit stones, 2,000 pieces of spirit stones, 20,000 pieces of spirit stones, a bottle of [Marrow Cleansing Pill], a bottle of [Dragon Ascension Pill], a second-grade top-grade [Lightning Inducing Talisman], a third-grade lower-grade [God Traveling Talisman], and a spiritual weapon. The grade of the spiritual weapon matches the cultivation level of the person who ascends the pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyun and Song Qingxi's faces immediately lit up with joy. This reward was truly generous.

Not to mention the more than 20,000 spirit stones, the [Marrow Cleansing Pill] has the effect of cleansing the meridians and marrow, and can also help cultivators eliminate the remaining poison in the body.

[Shenglong Pill] can assist foundation-building cultivators to break through bottlenecks. It is useless to Song Qingxing, but it is just right for Song Qingxi and Song Qingyun.

Although the Song family also has [Shenglong Pill], the annual production is limited. One pill requires 20,000 contribution points, and it must be supplied first to the older foundation-building cultivators in the family. It is a pleasant surprise to be able to get it here.

The second-grade top-grade [Thunder-Inducing Talisman] is equivalent to a full-strength attack from a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage. It can be regarded as a life-saving trump card at the critical moment.

After using [The Magic Talisman], their speed can be greatly increased within an hour, which is very useful whether for pursuit or escape.

Of course, the most precious one is the last spiritual weapon.

Song Qingyun got a low-grade spirit shield, Song Qingxi got a mid-grade spirit sword, and Song Qingxing got a top-grade spirit sword. Both of them were very envious. Looking at the entire Song family, there were only a handful of cultivators who owned top-grade spirit weapons.

But this is normal. The difficulty of ascending the Tian Pavilion varies with the cultivation level of the person climbing the pavilion. Song Qingxing's cultivation level of perfect foundation building seems to have an advantage, but in fact he is at a disadvantage from the start. It is not easy to reach the top. The Wanlong Chamber of Commerce is also willing to increase its investment.

"The three young friends can take an inventory. After confirming that everything is correct, please leave your names on the list." After saying that, the old man in hemp clothes took out an ancient booklet and handed it to everyone.

Song Qingxing took a look, picked up the pen and wrote the word "nameless".

Song Qingxi followed suit, but Song Qingyun wrote the pseudonym "Song Yun" in the booklet.

Seeing this, the old man in hemp clothes had his eyes flickering slightly. Without saying anything, he took back the booklet with a smile, and took out three diamond-shaped bronze tokens and said, "The establishment of the Ascension Pavilion is aimed at discovering and supporting geniuses from all sides. As long as you hold this token, all the properties of my Wanlong Chamber of Commerce can enjoy a 10% discount.

When you guys break through the Purple Palace, you can directly become a guest of our Wanlong Chamber of Commerce."

"Only benefits, no obligations?" Looking at the sign in front of him, Song Qingxi did not take it rashly.

The old man in hemp clothes smiled and said, "It's just to make friends. The Chamber of Commerce doesn't need you to pay anything."

The Wanlong Chamber of Commerce is a wealthy and powerful company, and it really doesn't need anything from a few foundation-building cultivators like them. The reason they do this is just to establish a good relationship. Those who can ascend to the chamber are all outstanding young people.

Most of them are talented disciples from major forces. As long as they don't die prematurely, they will definitely have a place in this world. For the Chamber of Commerce, making friends with them will only bring benefits and no harm.

These are all favors and can be used at critical moments.

What's more, accidents happen all the time. Even the Bandung Chamber of Commerce cannot say that it can always prosper. If something happens, even if only a small number of people on this list are willing to lend a helping hand, they will be a force that cannot be ignored.

After hearing what the old man in hemp clothes said, Song Qingxi understood everything and reached out to take the badge.

At this time, Song Qingxing said: "We are going to ascend the pavilion again."

The old man in hemp clothes had no change in expression: "Young friend, are you sure you want to try again? I have already said that you can only claim the reward for reaching the top once. No matter how many times you reach the top, you will not get it again. Moreover, the difficulty will increase."

"determine."

"Well, it's still ten low-grade spirit stones per person."

……

"Hey, it's coming down, it's coming down."

The crowd that had been lingering for a long time saw Song Qingxing and others walking out of Dengtian Pavilion. The atmosphere suddenly became more heated, and all the topics revolved around the three people.

Some people even asked directly about the identities and names of the three people, but of course, no one responded to them.

Although Song Qingxi and his companions came to the pavilion, except Song Qingyun, none of them had any intention of becoming famous. It was still a bit too conspicuous for three people to reach the top together, which might not be a good thing for the Song family. They changed their body shape and appearance in advance and did not leave their names, so as to minimize the risk of exposure.

"What do they want to do?"

The onlookers watched for a while and found something was wrong. How did these people come down and go up again?
"Do you want to go up a second time?"

"This is human nature. The fastest one is only a little bit away from the Tianjiao List, so it is normal for him to want to make another breakthrough. Speaking of which, the three of them are not far from the Tianjiao List either. Maybe they still have a chance if they try." Someone analyzed clearly.

"Didn't anyone tell them that the second time would be harder than the first time?"

"Of course I said it. I'm not satisfied with it."

The heated discussion among the crowd did not affect the speed of the three people climbing the pavilion at all. Compared with the first time, their speed was indeed faster. For fear of being slapped in the face, they did not dare to speak carelessly and all watched attentively.

Time passed quickly, and the fastest person was Song Qingxing. The stairs under his feet seemed to be nothing, and it took him only four quarters of an hour to reach the last step. He left Song Qingxi, who was in second place, nearly two hundred steps behind, and Song Qingyun was left nearly three hundred steps behind.

The people outside the pavilion were completely stunned. This speed was simply beyond common sense. The difficulty was supposed to increase, so why was it even faster than before?

Song Qingxing only has two quarters of an hour left. As long as he can reach the top within this time, he will be included in the list of geniuses and praised by all four realms!

At this time, the opinions of the onlookers were divided into two groups. One group believed that Song Qingxing could succeed, while the other group was not optimistic. Both sides held their own views and neither could convince the other.

At this time, a speculator took advantage of the situation and opened the betting market: "Come on, the market is open, the market is open. If you think this person can win the Tianjiao Ranking, bet on the left, if you can't, bet on the right. There is only a quarter of an hour left, buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it."

Although many people were too lazy to pay attention to him, there was still an endless stream of monks placing bets, and the monk who opened the market immediately broke into a smile.

But before he could be happy for long, the smile froze on his face.

Because in this short period of time, Song Qingxing reached the top!
It took him less than five quarters of an hour to successfully reach the top and directly enter the top fifty of the lower part of the Tianjiao List!

All of a sudden, the crowd was in an uproar. The speed was so fast that it ended before the monk could even close the game.

"Fuck, my spirit stones, return them to me now."

"Yes, it hasn't been closed yet, so this time it doesn't count. Return my spirit stones to me."

The person who had just put pressure on the right side regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He quickly found the monk who opened the gambling table and wanted to get the spirit stones back.

The cultivator on the left naturally refused to do so. As it concerned their own vital interests, no one was willing to back down. Seeing that a major vicious incident was about to happen, the old man in hemp clothes in front of the Dengtian Pavilion snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura burst out. The two parties, who were originally emotional, calmed down immediately as if a basin of cold water was poured on their heads.

"Fighting is strictly prohibited in Sifang City. Violators will be severely punished!"

The old man's voice was like a huge bell, making the ears of everyone present buzz. "We dare not."

Everyone immediately became obedient, as docile as sheep, and bowed properly. Even the Purple Mansion monks did the same, and no one dared to disobey.

Because this old man is not only very powerful, but more importantly, his surname is Peng!
If you go against someone named Peng in Sifang City, you are definitely asking for too much for your life.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the old man nodded with satisfaction and disappeared into the darkness again.

It was only then that they discovered that Song Qingyun, who had been several hundred steps behind, had successfully reached the summit at some point in time. Judging from the time, it was definitely no more than six quarters of an hour.

In other words, today alone, two people have made it onto the list of geniuses!

People were excited again. This was even more shocking than the previous time when three people reached the summit together.

"Do you think the remaining woman will also be able to compete for the top spot on the Tianjiao Ranking?"

"It's very likely that the woman is also terribly strong."

"Oh my god, what day is today? Why are all these rare geniuses showing up?"

……

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Song Qingxi, and they were looking forward to a miracle happening.

But as time passed, Song Qingxi still did not move, until six quarters of an hour later, she "hardly" reached the summit.

There was a sudden burst of boos outside Dengtian Pavilion. The miracle did not happen after all. Today was destined to be a day of regret.

At this time, the old man in hemp clothes who had disappeared appeared out of nowhere again. He laughed heartily and said, "Congratulations to these two friends for winning the Tianjiao Ranking. Everyone, take a look at the new ranking!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smaller stone tablet standing in front of the pavilion flashed with a brilliant light, and the name on it suddenly changed.

Everyone rushed over impatiently, only to see that the 50th place had become an anonymous person, with no other information.

Continuing to look down, a man named Song Yun occupied the 79th position on the Tianjiao List.

"At least this has a name." Someone muttered.

"The name doesn't necessarily mean it's real."

For a moment, everyone started a new round of speculation about the identities of the three people.

At this time, Song Qingxi and the other two also came downstairs.

The old man in hemp clothes hurriedly went up to them and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the three young friends for reaching the top of the Tianjiao list. Heroes emerge young and have a bright future ahead of them."

While saying this, the old man kept staring at Song Qingxi, his eyes full of deep meaning, and Song Qingxi smiled lightly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, senior."

At this moment, someone outside suddenly shouted, "Something happened. Someone's dead."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on the scene.

Even the originally smiling old man in hemp clothes suddenly turned ugly.

With a flash of his body, he pulled out the monk who had spoken before. Everyone looked closely and found that it was an acquaintance. It was the young man who rolled down the stairs when he climbed up the pavilion before because he could not bear the pressure. He was ridiculed for this.

At this moment, his face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, and his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"Boy, where is the death again?"

The old man in sackcloth clothes spoke in a bad tone, staring at the young man, which made his hair stand on end. He closed his eyes and pointed in a direction, saying, "Over there...over there."

Seeing this, the old man waved his sleeves to close the Dengtian Pavilion, then quickly rushed over, and the young man was thrown to the ground.

He seemed to be frightened and sat on the ground with a dull look in his eyes, not standing up for a long time.

Seeing this, many people showed contempt on their faces.

He is a cultivator after all, and it is really unbearable that he was so scared by a dead person.

But no one was in the mood to mock him at the moment, and they all rushed in the direction where the old man in hemp clothes left.

Death is a very rare thing in Sifang City.

Song Qingyun and others looked at each other and followed.

When passing by the young man, Song Qingxi frowned slightly and looked suspicious.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingxing noticed the change in her expression keenly.

"Nothing, let's go and take a look."

After the three men left, the young man finally seemed to come to his senses. He stood up and left the scene in a daze.

But soon two monks in black robes stopped him.

"The City Lord's Mansion is questioning us. Please come with us."

……

At the same time, Song Changsheng had signed the trade contract and was consulting Peng Siying about issues related to renting a shop.

He was in a very good mood at the moment because Qingluan was accompanying him. The old man in charge was very straightforward and directly quoted a high price of twenty-five spirit stones for one catty of [Golden Wire Charcoal].

He needs to provide at least 5,000 kilograms of spiritual charcoal every year. If there is any extra, he will also purchase it at this price.

In other words, from the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce alone, the spiritual charcoal can increase the Song family's annual income by 125,000 spiritual stones.

If the income from Luoxia City is added, it will be 140,000 spirit stones per year. This income is equivalent to the total income from the Song family's annual mining of spirit stone veins and sales of various minerals.

This was an unexpected result.

The original intention was to make Lingjiu the fifth economic pillar of the Song family, but Lingtan came from behind and surpassed it, so Lingjiu could only rank sixth.

Now that he had money, Song Changsheng became bolder and thought about renting a shop in Sifang City. Anyway, they would build a cross-domain space teleportation array in the future, so it would be convenient to travel.

Peng Siying was also happy to help, and the two had a very pleasant conversation.

At this time, Qingluan walked in with a serious expression...

...(End of chapter)