Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Inside the main hall of the Tianjian Sect at Wanjian Mountain, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

Zhao Jiuming was holding a piece of paper with the message sent back. The paper was trembling slightly in his hand. His knuckles were tapping the table irregularly, and his brows were tightly locked together, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

He felt mixed emotions; the other party's response this time was really beyond his expectations.

Thinking back to the previous encounters and exchanges, judging from the other party's various performances, he was certain that the other party would agree to this matter without hesitation.

But who could have thought that this person suddenly seemed to come to his senses and became so elusive.

Fortunately, he did not put all his hopes on that group of people. After all, if you try to get the skin of a tiger, you will fall into an abyss from which there is no return. Any normal person would know that this is not something that can be done.

"Zhao Ming Zhenren's reputation can generally be trusted, but I'm afraid that old guy from Tian Xiao Sect will interfere.

It seems that relying solely on the current strength is far from enough, and we must find some more allies..."

Zhao Jiuming murmured softly, with a glimmer in his eyes. While thinking, he looked out the door and said loudly: "Xu'er."

"Uncle Master."

A voice came from afar, and the next moment, Jian Xu, who was supposed to have been "under house arrest", appeared silently in front of Zhao Jiuming.

He stood tall and straight, like a sword drawn from its sheath, with a restrained yet unconcealable heroic spirit.

“Go and disguise yourself, making sure you don’t get discovered by anyone, then go to Jinwu Sect and Luoxia City secretly and hand over these two handwritten letters to Jinyang Zhenren and Mingxia Zhenren respectively.

Remember, it must be handed in personally." Zhao Jiuming's tone was more serious than ever before.

"This...Uncle Master, aren't we going to the Tianmai Sect?" Jianxu was full of doubts. He knew that Zhao Jiuming must have a deep plan behind this arrangement.

But he still couldn't quite understand why the Tianmai Sect should be excluded.

Zhao Jiuming simply waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about these things, you just need to hand these two letters to the two masters steadily.

You don't need to worry about the rest.

Also, once you step out of this door, you must be careful not to let anyone discover your whereabouts, not even the slightest clue left behind. "

"As ordered."

Although Jian Xu had numerous doubts in his mind, when he thought of the many instructions that Jian Wushuang had given him before he went into seclusion, he finally swallowed back his doubts.

He bowed respectfully and said, "As you wish."

After Jianxu left with the letter, Zhao Jiuming also walked out of the room with steady steps.

He cleverly avoided everyone's sight and quietly came to a bare stone wall.

This stone wall looks ordinary and there is nothing special about it, but Zhao Jiuming knows the secret. He stretched out his hand and pressed hard on a specific position of the stone wall.

In an instant, a thin crack appeared out of nowhere in the center of the stone wall without any warning, as if it had been torn open by an invisible pair of skillful hands.

The crack quickly split to the left and right, soon revealing a dark corridor.

The corridor was deep and dark, like the gaping mouth of a giant beast; one could not see the end at a glance.

Zhao Jiuming raised his leg and stepped into the corridor. As soon as he entered, the stone wall behind him automatically closed again, returning to its original appearance.

The corridor was eerily quiet, without any sound except for Zhao Jiuming's clear footsteps. The sound of each step was amplified several times in this narrow space.

Soon, Zhao Jiuming walked into a stone chamber with walls that shone with a dark metallic luster.

If there were an expert who was proficient in formations here at this time, he would be able to discover that this place is full of murderous intent. Killing formations, trapping formations, maze formations... all kinds of formations are nested within each other, like a dangerous big net, covering this place tightly.

Even a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Stage would not be able to hold out for more than a few quarters of an hour once trapped in there.

However, Zhao Jiuming was very familiar with the formations here. He carefully avoided all the large formations and came to the deepest part of the stone chamber.

There was an old figure sitting quietly, and the surrounding space seemed to be filled with a deep atmosphere because of his presence.

"Senior Brother." Zhao Jiuming walked forward and called softly, with a hint of concern in his voice.

"What's the situation?" Jian Wushuang's voice sounded a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. Sword energy continued to surge around his body like water waves.

The surrounding walls and ground were all covered with marks left by sword energy cutting. These marks were crisscrossed and frightening.

"There were some discrepancies in the development of things, but I have resolved the matter properly. However, there is no hope of obtaining the spiritual treasure." Zhao Jiuming's voice was filled with helplessness and regret.

“Haha, from the beginning to the end, I never placed all my hopes on that group of people.

With this secret room made of black gold and the great tribulation formation set up by the whole sect, I may have a chance to fight for that ray of hope." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, looking unusually free and easy.

"Yes, after so many years of preparation and spending so much effort and energy, Brother can definitely take that step." Zhao Jiuming looked at Jian Wushuang with a firm gaze.

“Yes, what Mu Guibai can do, I, Jian Wushuang, can also do.

I have nothing less than him, I also have my own beliefs and persistence. "Jian Wushuang's tone fluctuated slightly, and when he mentioned the name Mu Guibai, his heart seemed to be filled with thousands of thoughts.

Being born in the same era as Mu Guibai is a sad and helpless thing for everyone.

Mu Guibai is like an insurmountable peak that makes people look up to him.

Jian Wushuang became famous at a young age and broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of 20. This is undoubtedly an unattainable achievement for many practitioners.

When he was thirty years old, he became the number one of the younger generation in the Tianjian Sect. At that time, he was full of vigor and vitality.

When he was forty years old, looking at the foundation-building cultivators in the entire Da Qi cultivation world, he could not find an opponent who could match him.

At that time, he was shining brightly and was truly the brightest new star in the Da Qi cultivation world, just like his name.

The sword is unparalleled!

However, all this glory was ruthlessly shattered by Mu Guibai.

At the age of eighty, he was only one step away from the Purple Mansion Stage. At that time, his master had praised him with great expectations for becoming the youngest Purple Mansion cultivator in the contemporary world of Da Qi.

However, the 35-year-old Mu Guibai rose like a comet and defeated him head-on in front of everyone's attention.

From that moment on, Mu Guibai was like an inescapable nightmare, always following him like a shadow. No matter how hard he tried, Mu Guibai would not give him any chance to turn over or even breathe.

Later, Mu Guibai made rapid progress and became the undisputed number one person below the Jindan level, while Jian Wushuang could only serve as Mu Guibai's background, and even his name was rarely mentioned.

Later, Mu Guibai broke free from the shackles again and successfully broke through the Jindan stage with an unparalleled attitude.

At this moment, the gap between the two seemed to be further widened by a chasm. For Jian Wushuang, it seemed that he had lost hope of surpassing the other party forever.

As time went by, Jian Wushuang gradually became relieved. He was no longer as obsessed with comparing himself with Mu Guibai as before. He admitted that there was a gap between himself and Mu Guibai.

However, this does not mean that he will be content with mediocrity. He is confident that he can follow Mu Guibai's footsteps.

Mu Guibai can do certain things, and he believes that he can do it too!
Zhao Jiuming took in all the changes in Jian Wushuang's facial expressions and felt a little uncomfortable. Jian Wushuang had really put in too much effort to surpass Mu Guibai.

However, the title of "eternal runner-up" has always been firmly on his head.

Now he has finally become the number one person below the Jindan level, but in the end it was because Mu Guibai broke through to the Jindan level first.

"If the Sword Enlightenment Monument was still there, the chances could be increased by at least 30%." Zhao Jiuming couldn't help but sigh quietly.

The Tianjian Sect originally had a magical treasure, which came from the sect's founder, but this magical treasure had been destroyed over the long years, otherwise he would not have set his sights on that group of people.

However, the Sword Enlightenment Stele is no worse than a spiritual treasure. The outside world does not know the true details of the Sword Enlightenment Stele, but Zhao Mingjiu knows it very well.

If the Sword Enlightenment Monument was still there, Jian Wushuang could use it to resist the golden elixir thunder tribulation instead of using this specious method.

“These are all old stories from many years ago, and there is no point in talking about them now.

Even without that monument, I can still break through to the Golden Core stage." Jian Wushuang was very open-minded. Regardless of other aspects, at least his mentality was quite good.

After hearing what Jian Wushuang said, Zhao Jiuming could only sigh deeply, and without saying anything else, he turned around and left the secret room...

As time passed, the Tianjian Sect and the Tianxiao Sect were still confronting each other in the Tianniu Mountain area.

Neither side had any intention of taking the initiative, and similarly, neither side showed any intention of compromising or withdrawing, and the situation remained at a stalemate.

This strange attitude of both sides makes people unable to help but imagine, and various speculations emerge one after another.

Even the disciples of Tianxiao Sect and Tianjian Sect couldn't figure out what their sect masters and elders were planning.

Especially in the Tianxiao Sect, discordant voices had begun to emerge from within, with some even secretly accusing Master Zhaoming of being too weak in this matter.

At the beginning, only a few individuals had such ideas, but as time went on, such voices began to increase gradually and eventually gathered into a force that could not be ignored.

However, Zhaoming Zhenren has always adopted an attitude of turning a deaf ear to these accusations.

His laissez-faire attitude seemed to confirm those people's speculations. With the instigation of some people with ulterior motives, the clamoring voices became louder and louder.

In the end, some people even went to the retreat room of the old leader of Tianxiao Sect and petitioned to start a war.

Of course they didn't succeed, and this made many people smell something unusual...

"Is there any recent news from the Tianjian Sect?"

Inside the main hall of Cangmang Peak, Song Changsheng said to Song Qingshi.

The original plan of retreat was completely disrupted by the sudden conflict between the Tianjian Sect and the Tianmai Sect. Because the situation was unclear, he had to temporarily give up his retreat.

Over the past month, the issue that concerned him most was the development of the situation between the Tianjian Sect and the Tianmai Sect, and he asked about it almost every day.

Song Qingshi had long been accustomed to this.

Following previous practice, he first presented the intelligence that the Wind Whispering Palace spies had gathered during this period of time, then shook his head and said, "There is still no progress. I think this battle will most likely not be fought."

"Although True Man Zhaoming is famous for his good temper, no matter how good his temper is, he is still a Jindan True Man. It is impossible for him to not have any reaction when his beloved disciple was killed. If he really did that, the morale of the people in Tianxiao Sect would be dispersed." Song Luzhou expressed a different opinion.

"But the two sides have been in a stalemate for more than a month. This is the most reasonable explanation at present." Song Qingshi sighed softly.

"No matter whether they can fight or not, we will not get involved, as long as they don't affect us." Song Luyun said in a relaxed tone.

Just then, a figure walked in hurriedly.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?" Song Qingshi walked forward and asked with a frown. This was someone from their Fengyu Palace.

"Your Highness, clan leader, I have just received a message from the flying sword of Mingxia Zhenren from Luoxia City." The visitor respectfully handed over a jade dagger.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's heart was suddenly shocked. Zhenren Mingxia was the name of Mu Guibai. He contacted him personally at this critical juncture, and the message contained in it was obvious.

He quickly took the dagger and crushed it. The information engraved on it immediately flooded into his mind. After reading it, Song Changsheng was speechless for a long time.

"Patriarch, what did the Grand City Lord say?"

Seeing that Song Changsheng didn't speak for a long time, Song Luzhou and others felt uneasy, fearing that it was some unfavorable news.

“Master didn’t explain it very clearly. He asked me to go to Luoxia City immediately. The conflict between Tianjian Sect and Tianxiao Sect may be more complicated than we imagined.

Uncle Wu, after I leave, the family also needs to be prepared." Song Changsheng said in a serious tone.

Song Luzhou nodded slightly and said, "I saved it."

When Song Changsheng arrived at Luoxia City via the space teleportation array, he bumped into Feng Zhongyi and Hua Ruoxi. The three of them looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes...

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(End of this chapter)