Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The Wu clan's writing is somewhat similar to oracle bone script, and is very different from the main popular writing in the world of cultivation. Song Changsheng read it over and over again, but still couldn't recognize any of the words. He didn't recognize any of the words.

"How come I almost forgot about you." Song Changsheng suddenly slapped his head and asked seriously: "Xiao Jiu, do you understand the Wu clan's writing?"

"Understand."

Xiao Jiu spoke briefly and to the point, and before Song Changsheng could say more, a stream of information that did not belong to Song Changsheng flooded into his mind like a tide.

Song Changsheng closed his eyes and began to digest this huge amount of information.

The Wu language is neither difficult nor simple. Although there are less than a thousand characters, the meanings of some characters are very complex, far exceeding those of human language.

Fortunately, cultivators will constantly strengthen their memory and comprehension in the process of cultivation. Therefore, even though it was the first time Song Changsheng came into contact with the Wu clan's characters, his learning progress was like a rocket. Within an hour, he had basically mastered the Wu clan's characters. Although there were still problems with communication, it no longer affected his reading.

Song Changsheng took out the largest piece of animal skin. It was a bit rough to the touch and looked a bit tattered. It was unknown how many years it had been passed down.

He took a quick look and found that what was recorded on it was a sacrificial text, in which the ancient witch clan prayed to the witch ancestor for blessings or expressed gratitude for his protection during sacrifices. To put it more exaggeratedly, this was a bridge of communication between the ancient witch clan and the "gods".

However, what is certain is that there is no such thing as "gods" in this world. This Witch Ancestor might be similar to the immortals who have ascended to heaven. He just happened to discover some loopholes in the laws of heaven and earth and retained a way to communicate with the people in the lower world.

And this is not a special case. There are similar records in the classics about the five holy places of the human race. The immortals who ascend to the upper realm will communicate with the lower realm in a special way and can even deliver some items.

This also explains why among so many forces of the human race, only the five holy places can last forever. With the protection of immortals, it is difficult for them to decline.

In fact, Song Changsheng didn’t know that in the long history of the human race, there were more than five holy places. Some holy places were lost in the long river of history for various reasons, and were unknown to outsiders because of some special reasons.

To get back to the point, the content recorded on the animal skin in Song Changsheng's hand is actually more like a code to open a door. As long as you prepare sacrifices, pray to the sky, and recite sacrificial texts, you can communicate with the so-called witch ancestor or receive blessings.

The Witch Ancestor should be real, because only the tribesmen who have been blessed by the Witch Ancestor can become priests and master the mysterious power contained in the Witch characters, which is the "Witch Forbidden Spells" used before the Witch Code.

Its power is obvious to all. If Song Changsheng had not used the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Ding], he would definitely not be a match for Wu Dian.

Song Changsheng looked at the sacrificial text in his hand and felt a little eager, but reason told him that it was better not to put some ideas into practice. The Witch Ancestor was most likely a powerful creature at the same level as an immortal or even slightly stronger. If he angered him, he would be in trouble.

Even so, the things recorded on this animal skin are still very valuable, enough to raise the level of the Song family's Sutra Library.

Song Changsheng took out several other animal skins and flipped through them one by one. He found that most of them recorded some major events of the ancient witch clan. He just took a quick look and threw them aside. He was not interested in the history of the ancient witch clan. He wanted to obtain some secret techniques of the witch clan.

Especially the "Witch Forbidden Spell"!
Although he had no way of obtaining the blessing of the Witch Ancestor, all things in the world lead to the same destination. As long as he devoted himself to studying, he might be able to find a path that suits him.

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. He searched through all the animal skin scrolls but could not find any trace of "Forbidden Witch Spells". Sometimes he could not help but complain. What was there to record about the trivial matters of the tribe?

However, he did not gain nothing. On the last and most inconspicuous animal skin scroll, he finally discovered a secret technique of the witch clan. To be more precise, what was recorded on it should be a method of body refining of the witch clan!

In terms of magical powers and mental skills, the ancient witch clan can be said to be the best among the brothers, but in the field of body refining, the witch clan is the absolute expert.

The method he obtained was called "Blood Refining", which used a large amount of monster blood essence, supplemented by various elixirs that stimulated blood and qi and increased strength, and then combined with repeated hammering like forging iron, to eventually form the witch clan's unique fighting body.

Once this combat body is activated, the blood in the body will boil, the pain sensation will be greatly reduced, the strength and recovery ability will be comprehensively improved, and the defeat can be reversed at the critical moment.

However, with advantages there are naturally disadvantages. After the combat body is activated, the thinking will become single-minded, and the person will become more irritable and more easily angered. In simple terms, he will become a "reckless man" and a "stubborn person".

This shortcoming is still very obvious, but in Song Changsheng's view, it is not a big problem, and the witch clan and the human race are essentially different.

The witch clan inherits the blood of war and battle. Each of them is born a warmonger. After activating the war body, although the strength is amplified, the warmongering genes in the body are also amplified, so they become brainless reckless men.

Human cultivators are different. Except for a very small number, most of them do not have such strong warlike genes. After activating their combat bodies, they should be able to retain a considerable amount of sanity.

In addition, they also have various techniques for calming the mind and concentrating the spirit that they can use.

However, in this case, the effectiveness of the combat body will definitely be greatly reduced. How to choose depends on personal opinion.

Since the witch clan has been able to use this method for such a long time, it must have its unique features, which will need to be slowly explored in the future.

"It just so happens that we have seized such a large batch of body-building resources. After we go back, we can find a few people to try it out first." Song Changsheng thought to himself as he held the animal skin scroll in his hand.

He had no intention of practicing this method. It was not that he was afraid of being the first to try something new, but that there was no need to do so.

The "Five Beasts Body Tempering Art" he practiced was originally one of the top body tempering methods in the world, and he had already successfully cultivated the [Five Beasts Combat Body]. There was no need for him to practice this method again, which would be a waste of time.

This method is universal and has no threshold. Anyone can practice it. As for the results after practicing, it naturally depends on who has better talent, more financial resources and who works harder.

It is most suitable for the cultivators in the clan to practice. The Song family now has only more than a thousand cultivators, and even if all of them practice this method, they can afford it.

Cultivating both the Dharma and the body is the standard practice of major sects and religions. Once this practice is implemented, the Song family cultivators will have won at the starting line compared to the disciples of other Purple Mansion forces.

Song Changsheng happily put away the animal skin roll. At this point, the spoils of this battle had been counted, and the harvest was undoubtedly huge.

It’s a pity that Zhang Chengzhou ran away and I was unable to accomplish my goal in one go, which leaves me with a small regret.

However, a mere Zhang Chengzhou can no longer pose any threat to Song Changsheng. Moreover, as long as he is not stupid, he will definitely stay as far away from Song Changsheng as possible in the days to come.

because.

If he hadn't met him, Song Changsheng wouldn't have gone out of his way to look for him. But if he had met him, he would definitely not show mercy!

"I don't know what the reaction of Ziyun Pavilion will be when the news of Feng Wuji's death is passed on." Song Changsheng thought secretly.

Feng Wujin was not only the current Pavilion Master of Ziyun Pavilion, but also the most powerful of the three remaining Purple Mansion cultivators in Ziyun Pavilion. His death was a huge blow to Ziyun Pavilion. Apart from anything else, the existing territory would shrink by at least one third.

Since they failed to eradicate the root of the problem, it is not difficult for Ziyun Pavilion to find out who the real culprit is. The only thing they don't know is how they will treat Song Changsheng.

Pretend you know nothing?
Or do you raise a high banner and call for his death?

Song Changsheng didn’t know what Ziyun Pavilion would choose, and of course, he didn’t care.

Although the Ziyun Pavilion is powerful, there are only two Purple Mansion cultivators left, one in the middle Purple Mansion stage and the other in the early Purple Mansion stage. With such strength, even the Song family cannot match them, and the threat they pose to him is not as great as that of a member of the Ancient Witch Clan.

"Qingyun wants to stay in Gusu for training. After he returns, we still need to remind him to stay away from the people in Ziyun Pavilion."

Song Changsheng was quite confident in Song Qingyun. As long as he didn't commit suicide on purpose, he would be able to make great progress after a few years of training...

After practicing his mental method again, a hint of paleness appeared in the sky. Song Changsheng let out a long breath, stood up, stretched, and prepared to set off back to Sifang City.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation for no reason, which made him alert and he began to look around carefully.

After looking around, he still didn't find anything, but he didn't let down his guard. Instead, he shouted, "Since you're here, why don't you show yourself?"

His voice mixed with magic power continued to echo in the surroundings, and the originally calm river was slightly rippled.

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome middle-aged monk in brocade robes came walking towards him. With his eyelids drooped, he looked down at Song Changsheng condescendingly, his eyes full of the majesty of a superior.

From Song Changsheng's perspective, there was not a single fluctuation of magical power around this person, making him look like an ordinary human being.

Song Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was filled with turmoil that took a long time to calm down.

"You can actually discover my existence." The middle-aged monk was a little surprised.

Although he did not deliberately hide his figure, with his cultivation level, he had already managed to completely restrain his aura. Unless someone saw him with the naked eye or had a higher cultivation level than him, it would be very difficult to detect his presence. Song Changsheng had neither of these two characteristics, which aroused his curiosity.

"I am a junior who was born with a keen intuition, so I was able to sense something. I was rude in my previous remarks, and I hope you will forgive me." Song Changsheng bowed respectfully and put himself in a very humble position.

There is no way. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. The person in front of you is a Jindan Zhenren, and he is very powerful.

He had seen more Jindan Zhenren than he could count, but whether it was Mu Guibai or Su Ding, none of them could completely restrain their aura like the person in front of him, without leaking even a trace.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a return to nature.

The middle-aged cultivator nodded slightly after hearing his explanation. He didn't say much, but just looked Song Changsheng up and down casually.

Song Changsheng just stood there and passively accepted the scrutiny of the middle-aged cultivator. Although he was nervous, he was not very afraid because he did not sense any murderous intent from the other party.

This means that the person in front of him should have no ill will towards him, and may not necessarily know his identity. He may just happen to pass by.

Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed. He just had to not anger the other party. There was no reason for a dignified Jindan Zhenren to deliberately make things difficult for him.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the next sentence spoken by the middle-aged monk made his heart rise again.

"You killed Feng Wujin."

Song Changsheng felt his scalp explode, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind at that moment, but in the end he decided to tell the truth. Lying in front of such a strong man would only make his death more miserable, so it was better to be honest.

"He colluded with the independent cultivators to kill me, so I killed him."

"You are honest. Aren't you afraid that I am here to seek revenge for him?"

"If that's the case, then I can only repay you with my life."

What Song Changsheng said was the truth. In front of such a strong man, any means would be futile. [Bai Sha Qiongqi Ding] was simply not good enough. The gap was simply too big.

Of course, even so, he would not sit and wait for death. He would die anyway, so he might as well give it a try. Even if he could only injure the opponent a little, it would be enough to be proud of.

"Oh, if you want to kill him, then kill him. This old man is not here for this matter.

This old man felt a bloody and murderous aura rising into the sky in the city, and followed it all the way. When he was about to arrive, he found that the aura suddenly disappeared.

Only your presence and that of another person remain at the scene.

I found another person who explained what happened. I came to you now to verify it. Do you have any objection? "Although the middle-aged monk was asking, his words were full of arrogance that did not allow for questioning.

Song Changsheng's heart tightened when he heard this, but he remained calm on the surface and asked respectfully: "I don't know how the master wants to verify it. I will cooperate."

"Don't be nervous. I only need one drop of your blood."

Song Changsheng frowned slightly. Essence and blood are the foundation of a cultivator. How could they be easily handed over to other people's hands?
But after looking at his current situation, he could only accept his fate and forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and gave it to the other party.

After the middle-aged monk obtained the essence and blood, he used some unknown secret method, but the essence and blood actually evaporated out of thin air.

"It's not you." The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his attitude much calmer than before.

"Please repeat what happened again."

...(End of chapter)