Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Song Yuqing..."

Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He could tell from the man's generation name that he must be from the Song family's ancestral lineage, and was, in fact, of the same generation as him.

As the only Yuanying-level force in the Daqian cultivation world, Wanxiang Palace has a long history of more than ten thousand years. At the exchange meetings held by it, participants must be at least Jindan-level forces.

Moreover, it has to be a city with a long history and profound heritage. Newly-emerged Jindan-level forces like Luoxia City are not within the scope of the invitation.

According to Peng Siying, this trade fair covered more than a dozen cultivation realms centered on the Daqian cultivation realm, and there were at least thirty Jindan forces participating, including the Wanxiang Palace and the Beast Taming Sect, two Yuanying-level forces.

Song Yuqing was able to stand out from many young talents and take fifth place. His qualifications and strength are absolutely unquestionable.

"It seems that the ancestral vein is no longer the one that was in a period of transition and had to rely on sucking blood from branch veins to survive." Song Changsheng felt an inexplicable emotion surging in his heart.

In the beginning, they were also the ones who were sucked dry. Generation after generation of young people went to the Daqian cultivation world, but not a single one came back.

In the past, he naively thought that this was only because the ancestral lineage lacked talent. Later, he realized that this was actually a means of plundering the luck of the branch lineage to make up for the ancestral lineage.

The Song family of Daqian must have experienced some unknown drastic changes, which led to the rapid decline of the family's fortune. The decline of fortune was the culprit for the lack of successors in the Song family of Daqian, so they found another way and used this method to make up for it.

After sucking it dry, it kicked it away. The branches below did not get any substantial benefits. Even the [Foundation Building Pill] was purchased with spirit stones, and the share was cut again and again. Its ugly face was exposed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Yuqing sucked the blood of all the Song family members.

Peng Siying had no idea what Song Changsheng was thinking, and she kept talking about what she had seen and heard at the exchange meeting, allowing Song Changsheng to gain a preliminary understanding of the young talents around him.

We also have a clearer understanding of how these major forces define "genius".

In the eyes of those big sects, those who can break through to the Purple Mansion stage at the age of sixty, that is, within sixty years, can be classified into the "first echelon", and those who break through to the Purple Mansion stage within a hundred years can only be classified into the "second echelon".

As for those under 150 years old, they can only be classified into the "third echelon".

Song Changsheng believes that such a division is not rigorous, especially for those small forces with insufficient foundation. Due to the limitations of cultivation resources and techniques, it is relatively difficult for them to break through the Purple Mansion Stage.

But since this standard can be unanimously recognized by all forces, there must be some truth to it.

Peng Siying explained to him that this classification standard was passed down from ancient times. She was not very clear about the details, but only vaguely revealed that it might be related to personal luck.

"Is it luck again?"

Song Changsheng frowned slightly. As his cultivation level increased, the word "luck" seemed to appear more and more frequently.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "In the exchange meeting, are there many people who can be in the first echelon?"

Peng Siying held her chin with both hands and rolled her eyes when she heard this: "Don't think it's easy just because you are in the first echelon. It's not like there are too many. There was not even one at the exchange meeting.

Of course, not all the geniuses from these forces were included in the exchange meeting. As far as I know, there is one in the Wanxiang Palace, and there is a high probability that there is one in the Beast Taming Sect as well.

Other powers are not sure, this kind of genius is usually kept secret in all the major powers, well, you are an exception."

Peng Siying spread her hands helplessly.

"How many of the Daqian Song clan members can be included in the 'second echelon'?"

Peng Siying said with some surprise: "You seem to be particularly interested in the Daqian Song family."

He looked at Song Changsheng suspiciously and said, "I remember that you have only been in the Daqi cultivation world for a few hundred years. Is there any connection between you and the Daqian Song family?"

Seeing that she had already noticed something, Song Changsheng no longer concealed it and briefly recounted the connection between the Song family and the Daqian cultivation world, only omitting the part about Song Yulong and plundering luck.

After listening to Song Changsheng's narration, Peng Siying nodded slightly and said, "It turns out that you are from the same clan. No wonder you pay special attention to their information. I thought it was a coincidence.

The Daqian Song clan is no less powerful than the Jinwu clan. Since you are from the same clan, how have you been living these years…"

She didn't say it in full, but Song Changsheng understood what he meant. If they had such a powerful ancestral lineage, why had the Wangyue Song family been in such a "down and out" state over the years?

Song Changsheng smiled and said, "The ancestor of our family was a sinner who was expelled from the ancestral lineage. We, the 'bloodline of sinners', feel that we are not qualified to call ourselves 'fellow clan members'. I think Daqian also thinks so.

However, Daqian is our ancestral land after all, so I am more concerned about the news there. I am sorry to have made you laugh."

Peng Siying shook her head, her eyes sparkling as she said, "I see. You don't have to underestimate yourself. Wangyue Song's has also developed very well in your hands over the years, hasn't it?

With your talent, as long as you can break through the golden elixir, the Wangyue Song family will surely soar to the sky, and its future achievements may not be inferior to those of the Daqian Song family.

By then, it will be uncertain who is the ancestral line and who is the side branch."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng smiled slightly. What Peng Siying said was exactly what he was thinking, but he couldn't say these words because it would only make people laugh.

"I don't know much about the information about the Daqian Song family, but according to my understanding of these forces, Song Yuqing should be just the genius they put on the surface. Behind the scenes, they have at least hidden one or two geniuses like Song Yuqing, or even better than him.

If you and others are interested, I can ask Dad to take you to a similar trade fair next time, and they will be amazed by it."

"Isn't this... inappropriate?"

Peng Siying said nonchalantly, "What's inappropriate about that? You are a guest of the Chamber of Commerce, so you are qualified to go. It's just that I didn't know the inside story last time and didn't inform you in advance."

"Then I'd like to thank you, fellow Taoist."

Song Changsheng really wanted to visit the Daqian cultivation world, and it would be best if he could go there with the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce.

The two chatted for a while, and as it was getting dark, Song Changsheng said goodbye and left.

When he returned to the guest room arranged by Jinwu Sect, he found that the candle in the room was on. He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that it was Niu Dazhuang in the room.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he pushed the door open and asked, "Brother, did you walk into the wrong room?"

Seeing him coming back, Niu Dazhuang quickly came up to him, his eyes wide open like bells, and asked viciously, "Did you just leave with that girl from the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce?"

Song Changsheng admitted openly: "I haven't seen Taoist friend Peng for a long time. I went to chat with her. Thanks to her, we saved a lot of trouble in the Jinxuan Grotto."

"I know, I know everything you said, I just hope you don't forget about my little sister who is still lying in the hospital bed!"

"I won't forget. There is no extra affection between me and Brother Peng. If you are visiting me late at night just to say these things, you can go back first." Song Changsheng poured himself a cup of cold tea and said lightly. Niu Dazhuang sat back in the armchair, shrugged his head, and said nothing.

It was not until Song Changsheng poured him a cup of tea that he said in a muffled voice: "Of course it's not for these, I'm just reminding you."

He stood up and said, "Let's meet up at the main hall of Jinyang Peak at 11:00 tomorrow morning to discuss the Dao with fellow Taoists who have come. By then, both Tianjian Zhenren and Wuxin Zhenren from Tianmai Sect will be here."

After saying that, Niu Dazhuang walked out of the guest room and blended into the gradually falling night.

"Discussing Taoism?" Song Changsheng was a little surprised. This was obviously a discussion among these Purple Mansion cultivators. It was understandable that Master Tianjian came, since he was the host after all.

This action of Master Wuxin is somewhat puzzling.

Shouldn't she be participating in the discussion among the Jindan Zhenren at this moment, just like Peng Zhengxiong? Why would she condescend to come to the discussion meeting of their Zifu cultivators?

He didn't think that the discussions among a group of Purple Mansion cultivators could bring any enlightenment to the dignified Golden Core True Man.

With such doubts, Song Changsheng came to the main hall of Jinyang Peak early the next morning. The hall was already full of people. There were many familiar faces, but more were strangers.

His arrival did not cause any waves. Song Changsheng found the area where Luoxia City was located. After greeting Shen Qingxiu, he sat next to Niu Dazhuang.

“There are a lot of new faces.”

Niu Dazhuang nodded and said, "In addition to the local cultivators of our Daqi Cultivation World, there are also cultivators from Gusu Cultivation World, Dayu Cultivation World, Lu Cultivation World, Daxiao Cultivation World, and Dachu Cultivation World. All forces that have intersections with the Jinwu Sect have sent people here.

Now less than half of the people are here, and many people have not come yet."

"Senior Brother isn't here either?" Song Changsheng looked around and found that Yin Shang was not here either.

At this point, Niu Dazhuang lowered his voice with a lewd smile on his face and said, "Big Brother can't come. I ran into a fairy by the Golden Pool of Jinwu Sect yesterday. It was love at first sight. I went out to look for her early this morning."

Song Changsheng immediately became interested when he heard this: "This is good news, which fairy is this?"

"She is the granddaughter of a casual cultivator in the Great Chu Cultivation World. I think her name is... Chu Xinrou. You know what, she is quite pretty."

"A disciple of a wandering cultivator? They are a perfect match."

"Yes, it's a coincidence that the master uncle and that real person have communicated with each other before, so they have some friendship. Both the master uncle and the real person are happy to see this happen."

"That's indeed a coincidence." Song Changsheng said this, but he didn't quite agree in his heart. He never believed in such things as coincidences, even if the two real people had discussed it beforehand.

Yin Shang was being trained as the next city lord, so it was impossible for him to decide his marriage on his own. It was obviously in the interests of Luoxia City for him to marry a Jindan Zhenren, a casual cultivator without any sect or school.

It just so happened that there was something about that woman that attracted Yin Shang, making him not so resistant. Just like him and Zhuang Yuechan, if they got married in the future it would also be a marriage of arrangement.

It's just that he and Zhuang Yuechan happened to be in love.

This is something that everyone knows, and only Niu Dazhuang, who has a simple mind and strong limbs, does not usually think about these things.

Just as the two were chatting, a middle-aged monk with an upright posture, snow-white temples and an imposing manner slowly walked into the hall. He was like a sword ready to be struck, with a sharp sword aura lingering all over his body, making people dare not look directly at his edge.

Beside him was a beautiful woman dressed in red, who was graceful and elegant.

It was Bai Zimo, the Heavenly Sword Master of the Jinwu Sect, and Bai Yan, the Wuxin Master of the Tianmai Sect.

Although the two have the same surname, they are not from the same clan and their relationship is very strained.

After the two masters took their seats, a figure in the front row stepped forward and announced the official start of the discussion meeting.

This was also an acquaintance of Song Changsheng, Su Ye, a member of Su Ding's clan. It was he who, under the pretext of congratulations, handed Song Changsheng a gift containing Su Ding's divine thoughts, almost exposing his secret as a reincarnated person.

He has always been extremely wary of this person.

After looking around, he did not see Xia Qingxue, which made him a little confused. Master Tianjian came in person to this discussion, so there was no reason for Xia Qingxue not to show up.

"Is the Song clan leader here?"

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in Song Changsheng's ears. He looked up and found Bai Zimo looking at him indifferently.

"Junior respectfully listens to the Master's instructions." Song Changsheng stood up and saluted respectfully.

"You should start this discussion first."

Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. What does this mean?
"Junior obeys your command!" Without much thought, Song Changsheng quickly agreed.

At this time, Bai Yan suddenly said, "With so many fellow Daoists here today, it would be a bit boring to just discuss Dao. Why not add some prizes to encourage us? What do you think, Brother Bai?"

Bai Zimo raised his eyelids slightly and said expressionlessly: "What Daoyou said is not without reason."

As he said this, he waved his sleeve and threw out a copper cone covered with inscriptions.

"This is a top-grade magic weapon, the [Heart Devil Cone]. It can be obtained by taking the first place in the Dao discussion."

"Fellow Daoist is so generous, so I naturally cannot be stingy. This is a bottle of [Ten Thousand Flowers Dew]. After taking it, you can increase your cultivation by fifty years, and you can get the first place in the Dao."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the scene changed slightly. This reward was already very generous for them.

For a moment, everyone was ready to try, even Niu Dazhuang next to them became serious.

Only Song Changsheng felt calm. Although the reward was generous, only the first place winner could get it. There were nearly a hundred Purple Mansion cultivators present, including many renowned veteran Purple Mansion cultivators and elders from major Jindan sects.

It's not easy to come out on top.

Moreover, he didn't want to attract too much attention. What Peng Siying said yesterday reminded him that he had been too high-profile recently. It would be better to keep a low profile...

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(End of this chapter)