Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Qingyun had gone to great lengths to lure the two monsters together to kill each other, so naturally he couldn't tolerate anyone picking his peaches at this time.

With a loud shout, he jumped down from the tree.

The yellow-robed monk who made the move did not expect that there was someone hiding here. He immediately changed his target and rushed towards Song Qingyun with a sword.

As soon as they started fighting, both sides understood each other's strength at the same time. Both of them were foundation-building cultivators, but Song Qingyun was only in the early stage of foundation-building, while the yellow-robed cultivator who wanted to pick peaches was in the middle stage of foundation-building.

"Hahaha, I thought you were a big shot, but I didn't expect you're just in the initial stage of foundation building. Who the hell gave you the courage to pick my peaches?" The yellow-robed monk was extremely arrogant, his tone full of disdain.

His cultivation is at a higher level, so he is indeed qualified to look down on Song Qingyun.

The yellow-robed monk's words almost made Song Qingyun laugh. He said coldly, "You are the first to complain. I was the one who lured these two monsters here. Not only do you want to snatch them away, but you are also blaming me. You really have no dignity left."

"Oh~"

The yellow-robed monk suddenly showed an enlightened look and said, "I was wondering how these two could have gotten together inexplicably. It turns out that it was you who did it. You are quite resourceful and courageous. A mere cultivator in the early stage of foundation building actually plotted against two mid-stage second-order monsters at the same time.

However, the farce ends here. These two monsters are mine now. You can go back to where you came from. I am kind-hearted today and will let you live."

"If you're not thinking straight, get treatment. Either get out or die!" Song Qingyun was really angry at this moment.

The yellow-robed monk's expression changed. He had never thought that Song Qingyun would dare to say such a thing. He shouted angrily, "Damn it, you are asking for death!"

"Swish"

There was a flash of sword light, and the magic sword in the yellow-robed monk's hand turned into a stream of light and stabbed straight towards Song Qingyun.

Feeling the sharp sword energy coming from the spirit sword, Song Qingyun remained expressionless and waved his hand to take out the [Water-Breaking Gun].

The two men fought in the woods, the surrounding trees fell down in groups, and the sword energy and spear light reflected each other in the white mist.

It has to be said that the yellow-robed monk is quite powerful and does have the strength and capital to be arrogant. Ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building are indeed not strong enough for him to defeat.

After the fight, although Song Qingyun did not fall into a disadvantage, he did not gain any advantage over the opponent either.

Seeing that the battle between the white-browed tiger and the four-legged earth dragon was over, he decided not to continue wasting time with the yellow-robed monk. His eyes flashed and he shouted in a low voice: "Enter the illusion!"

Invisible power emanated from him. The yellow-robed monk only felt a flash before his eyes and came to an unfamiliar area, where shining sharp blades were hanging in the sky.

"What is this place? Am I not in the Mist Hidden Mountains? What the hell is this place?" Looking at this completely unfamiliar world, the yellow-robed monk's voice trembled slightly.

"Illusion, yes, this must be the illusion of that little beast. I cannot be affected by it. I must break this illusion!"

Although he realized that this was an illusion created by Song Qingyun, he had no idea how to break it. He thought about walking around and looking around, but as soon as he moved, the sharp blades floating in the air fell down like raindrops.

Several sharp blades also fell in the area where the yellow-robed monk was. He subconsciously wanted to use his spiritual power to block them, but as soon as he raised his hand, his palm was pierced by a sharp sword.

The intense and real pain made him unable to help but let out a scream.

Soon, more sharp blades fell, and the yellow-robed monk had no power to resist and was directly stabbed into a blood gourd.

The yellow-robed monk only felt that his life was slipping away and death was approaching step by step, and it felt so real.

He suddenly realized that this might not be just an ordinary illusion.

"Click"

Just as his consciousness was about to sink, a crisp sound was heard from his ears, and this world shattered before his eyes.

"Is it finally over?"

When the man in yellow robe opened his eyes again, he found that he had been kneeling on the ground without knowing when, and he felt weak all over. This was a sign of a massive loss of vital energy.

"Isn't what's happening in the illusion an illusion?" The man in yellow robe had a look of disbelief on his face. This was simply unheard of.

Song Qingyun walked slowly in front of him, his pair of black and white eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

There was a hint of fear in the yellow-robed monk's eyes, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before. He said in a hurried tone: "I am from the Demon Wind Group, you can't kill me, our group leader is a great monk from the Purple Mansion, if you dare to kill me he will not let you go.

Let me go, as long as you let me go, today we will pretend nothing happened, and these two monsters will be yours."

"Demon Wind Group?"

Song Qingyun's eyes flickered. He felt as if he had heard this name somewhere. It should be a large monster hunting team that had been active in the Wuyin Mountains for many years.

Seeing Song Qingyun hesitate, the yellow-robed monk seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly said, "Let me go, and I will apologize to you."

"Apologize?" An inexplicable smile appeared on Song Qingyun's face.

"Yes, make amends."

Song Qingyun smiled slightly, and stabbed the [Water-Breaking Gun] in his hand directly into the chest of the yellow-robed monk.

The Wuyin Mountains are so vast, and there are thousands of demon hunting teams. A mere demon wind group, when it falls on the Wuyin Mountains, is like a drop of water falling into the sea. It cannot even create a wave.

Not to mention that they might not know that he was the one who killed the person. Even if they knew, who could find him if he went into the Mist Mountains?

After taking the storage bag from the corpse, Song Qingyun set fire to the corpse and burned it to ashes.

When he looked back at the place where the two monsters had fought before, he was almost angry to death. The victorious white-browed tiger had secretly left at some point, and only the corpse of a four-legged earth dragon that had been eaten beyond recognition was left on the ground.

After collecting the remaining materials from the four-legged earth dragon, Song Qingyun quickly left the battlefield. While leaving, he also cleaned up all the traces he had left behind.

Over the past year or so, he had been either fighting or on the way to fight every day. Compared to before, he had grown a lot, and he vaguely felt that his bottleneck had loosened a little.

"It's time to go back and prepare for a breakthrough." Song Qingyun murmured softly.

The return he mentioned was naturally not going back to Cangmang Peak, but to a cave abandoned by his predecessors that he accidentally discovered when he was training in the Wuyin Mountains. The location was extremely hidden, and he had lived there for almost a year, and it had never been discovered by anyone.

The Wuyin Mountains are vast and have abundant spiritual energy. Many monks live in seclusion there. His cave is one of such a kind. Song Qingyun returned to the cave and just opened the cave barrier when a green light suddenly flashed in front of him. Song Qingyun felt a flash in front of his eyes and suddenly lost consciousness. He fell to the ground with a "bang"...

"This [The Universe in the Sleeve] involves the way of space. It is indeed not so easy to comprehend. What a pity, what a pity."

In the retreat room of Cangmang Peak, Song Changsheng shook his head slightly and let out a deep sigh.

It has been some years since Song Changsheng obtained this [The World in His Sleeve]. He tried to comprehend it several times, but was blocked by the law of space and was never able to get started.

This time he digested some of the Dao rhyme he had observed in the battle of Tianniu Mountain and wanted to try it again, but as he expected, he failed again.

He had a good understanding, and he could learn almost anything at once, whether it was comprehending mental methods or minor supernatural powers. However, this [The World in the Sleeve] really dealt him a heavy blow. He had not encountered such a difficult situation for a long time.

In fact, this cannot be said to be that he has a poor understanding. The way of space is generally learned starting from the Jindan stage, and can only be initially used in the Yuanying stage.

He is just a small Purple Mansion cultivator now. It is too early for him to come into contact with the way of space. His foundation is simply not enough to support it.

However, if he could comprehend a little bit of the laws of space before breaking through the Jindan stage, it would be of great help to him in breaking through the Jindan stage.

So, even though he got hurt again and again, he still tried tirelessly again and again.

He wouldn't lose anything if he couldn't understand it, but what if he could actually gain something?
"Perhaps I can try again after I have thoroughly digested what I have gained this time." Song Changsheng murmured softly, and then closed his eyes again. Strands of star power shone on him through the hole above the retreat room, giving him a layer of dazzling starlight...

There is no time in cultivation, and three years pass in the mountains in the blink of an eye.

In the Da Qi cultivation world, on the border of Tuozhou, there is an unnamed jungle that has not been developed and few people have set foot in.

The earth suddenly trembled slightly without any warning, and the stones on the ground were jumping slightly.

The monsters in the forest seemed to be rioting, running wildly in groups towards a certain direction at high speed, from being alone to forming a group, and then gathering into a larger group, and trees fell down wherever they passed.

Soon, tens of thousands of monsters gathered under a sacred peak that towered into the clouds.

These bloodthirsty monsters seemed particularly docile at this moment. They lowered their heads as if waiting for something.

After a while, a brilliant golden light was released from the top of the sacred peak, and a huge [Golden Tortoise] slowly revealed its figure.

The moment it appeared, all the monsters at the foot of the mountain lowered their heads even lower. This was the monsters' way of paying homage to a certain "king".

[Golden Tortoise] is an ancient mythical beast with powerful bloodline. It has a strong suppressing effect on ordinary monsters. Even though this [Golden Tortoise] only has the cultivation of the second-level top-grade, it is still a well-deserved "king" to these monsters with ordinary bloodlines.

Unless a monster with more noble and powerful bloodline appears in this jungle.

Jin Xuan looked at the group of beasts below that were "bowing" to him. Even though his mind had become very mature after all these years of experience, he still couldn't help feeling a little proud.

When it was kicked here by Song Changsheng, it originally thought that it would live a miserable life of being alone and wandering around.

Unexpectedly, except for being uncomfortable at first, it later felt like it had arrived in heaven.

There are no high-level monsters in this jungle, and the bloodlines are all very low. He is simply a local king here, and he can do whatever he wants. It is even more comfortable than when he was in the Song family.

All it needs to do every day is stay in its own cave, and naturally there will be monsters that will bring it rare elixirs and fruits. Its life is much more comfortable than when it was in the Song family.

The only regret is that there is no spirit wine.

However, this problem was solved by it in the second year. It directly found a group of monkeys and asked them to brew fruit wine. Although the taste was a bit worse, it could occasionally satisfy its craving.

After these years of training outside, it gradually understood that the purpose of Song Changsheng sending it here was not just to punish it.

After all, it is a monster, and a monster with a very powerful bloodline inheritance. Its days in the Song family are too stable and comfortable for it, and it is impossible to stimulate its potential.

Song Changsheng realized this, so he took this opportunity to send him to this wild land.

It has been baptized and tempered by blood and fire on this land, and it feels that the inherited power hidden in its blood has been fully stimulated.

Recently, it felt that its bottleneck had loosened, so it summoned this tide of beasts.

"Ahem." After clearing his throat, Jin Xuan circulated his spiritual energy and said loudly, "I am about to go into seclusion and break through to the purple... er, break through to the third level. During this time, you will take turns to protect me. Do you understand?"

"Roar--"

"Roar, roar—"

Waves of beast roars suddenly rang out one after another.

Jin Xuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "When I become a great demon, I will take you across the Canglan River and return to the demon realm."

In recent years, Luoxia City has been committed to developing the barren jungle along the Canglan River. The living area of ​​monsters is shrinking year by year. After Jin Xuan arrived here, he promised them that as long as they helped it break through the third-level monster, it would bring the monsters in this jungle into the monster domain.

After all, only there do they have a chance to continue to survive.

Of course, the prerequisite is that they can cross the Canglan River safely. Even if Jin Xuan breaks through the third level, the number of monsters he can protect is limited. Whether they can cross it at that time depends on their luck.

It is full of confidence in this breakthrough. Monster beasts are different from human cultivators. The power of their bloodline directly represents the upper limit of their cultivation.

The blood power of the [Golden Tortoise] is second only to the divine beasts of the true dragon and true phoenix level. Although Jin Xuan's blood is not the purest, its upper limit is at least at the level of a demon king. Breaking through the third level is too easy.

At the moment, its only worry is that some monsters will take this opportunity to influence it, but with these monsters around, it can break through with peace of mind.

Turning back to the cave he had opened up in Lingfeng, Jin Xuan couldn't help but think of Song Qingyun.

"I don't know how Yun has been doing recently. I'm about to break through to the third level. It would be embarrassing if you were still stuck in the Qi Refining Stage."

Jin Xuan chuckled, then entered the retreat room and began his retreat...

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(End of this chapter)