Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Thank you, Senior Medicine King, for reminding me. I understand. Thank you, Senior, for taking care of my body for me."

Song Changsheng responded silently in his heart, and then spread his spiritual thoughts like spider silk, covering a large area of ​​the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The first feeling Zhuang Yuechan's sea of ​​consciousness gave him was tranquility. Although the sea water under his feet was surging, it did not make any sound.

"Yuechan... where exactly is your consciousness..." Song Changsheng murmured softly. The sea of ​​consciousness world is the result of the gathering and transformation of Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness. It has no actual boundaries. It can become infinitely large or infinitely small within the limits of Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness.

As the owner of this place, Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness may be hidden anywhere here, perhaps above Song Changsheng's head or under his feet.

Song Changsheng only has twelve hours. If he wants to find Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness in such a short time, he cannot rely on brute force alone. He must have skills and find the key.

"Where can I find the secret?" Song Changsheng closed his eyes and concentrated. His brain began to work at a very fast speed. For some reason, he remembered what the King of Medicine had said before.

"Essence and blood as the guide, divine thoughts combined..."

"I seem to... understand." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly soared into the sky, and all the divine thoughts that had spread out before were taken back by him. Then he waved his sword, and all the divine thoughts that had been taken back spread out in an instant, and connected with the light balls floating in the air that kept flashing images.

At this moment, all of Zhuang Yuechan's memories were laid out before him.

He saw a baby girl still in swaddling clothes, held in the arms of a jade-faced man, and floating into a majestic city, which was named "Luoxia".

He saw the girl's love stirring and her beautiful smile again.

He also saw... the endless loneliness that Zhuang Yuechan faced after falling into a deep sleep.

"Om..."

The scene in front of Song Changsheng's eyes changed, and he saw another scene.

It was a snow-white world. A delicate little girl was holding a black iron sword that was extremely inconsistent with her body size in both hands. She gritted her teeth and waved the sword with great effort.

Even though her face and fingers were already red from the cold, she did not dare to slack off and practiced the basic sword moves in a methodical manner.

But she was still young, and wielding the broad and heavy black iron sword was too strenuous for her. She soon became exhausted and fell into the soft white snow.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the side: "Are you being lazy again?"

As soon as the words fell, a silver light suddenly appeared.

"Snapped."

A blood mark suddenly appeared on the girl's body, and she rolled several times in the snow, but the girl endured the pain, said nothing, and just silently got up from the ground, as if she was used to all this.

"This whip is just to teach you a lesson. If you dare to be lazy again, you won't be allowed to eat or drink tonight." After the iron-cold voice fell, the world returned to silence again, with only the sound of snowflakes falling from the sky.

The girl dug out the black iron sword from the snow without saying a word and began to swing it methodically.

The scene in front of him began to change rapidly. The little girl gradually grew up in this white world of ice and snow. During this period, Song Changsheng could no longer remember how many whippings she had received, how much she had been hungry and frozen in the dark night.

From the perspective of a bystander, Song Changsheng witnessed the growth of this girl.

She was extremely gifted. Just as she came of age, she had already reached the great perfection of foundation building. Countless geniuses of the same age were killed by her sword.

Before she was thirty, she broke through the Purple Mansion Stage and began to challenge the older generation of cultivators. She also got a name based on the sword in her hand, which became a symbol that accompanied her throughout her life - "Yu Shu".

From then on, the woman named "Yu Shu" began to climb up step by step. Countless monks of the older generation were defeated by her sword, and her peers could no longer catch up with her.

Along the way, she had never been defeated. She broke through the Golden Core at the age of one hundred, and entered the Nascent Soul at the age of three hundred. She was unrivaled in more than ten cultivation worlds. She was like a bright star, shining brightly in the dark night sky, and all the stars were dimmed because of her.

Whenever people mentioned her again, they would call her "Yu Shu Zhen Jun" with awe. This name represented coldness and ruthlessness. The little girl with frostbite on her hands in the ice and snow had been buried in that snowy world at some point in time.

However, even such a brilliant and talented person still fell under the thunder tribulation when breaking through the Spirit Transformation Stage, and was severely injured and on the verge of death.

In order to reverse all this, she chose the path of "taking over another's body"...

At the end of the scene, two graceful figures appeared in front of Song Changsheng's eyes, one of them was as gentle as water, and the other was as lonely and proud as a snow-capped peak that had never melted for thousands of years.

The distance between the two figures gradually approached, and finally they overlapped and merged into one...

"So... is this the part of the memory that belongs to Master Yu Shu?" A flash of enlightenment arose in Song Changsheng's mind. The consciousness of Zhuang Yuechan and Master Yu Shu merged with each other, which naturally included the memories of both of them.

Song Changsheng entangled his spiritual thoughts with Zhuang Yuechan's spiritual thoughts, which was also a kind of fusion. You are in me and I am in you, and we are one body.

This is the best way for him to find Zhuang Yuechan's sleeping consciousness, but it also involves risks. When he senses the location of Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness, Yu Shu Zhenjun will also sense his location.

"Wow..."

A huge wave suddenly arose under Song Changsheng's feet and hit him with a tremendous force.

"Here it comes." Song Changsheng's eyes condensed slightly, his body exploded backward in an instant, and his finger was like a sword. A shocking sword energy shot out, directly splitting the huge wave into two halves, turning into countless light spots and dissipating.

A tall figure in snow-white clothes came walking on the waves. She was like a fallen leaf, and every step she took caused ripples on the water. Her facial features were a little blurry, making it difficult to see her true face, but Song Changsheng recognized her at a glance.

"Master Yu Shu!"

"You actually dare to use the soul-attracting technique. You are quite courageous. It seems that she is really important to you." True Lord Yu Shu's voice was calm, without any emotion.

“Five thousand years have passed, and the era that belonged to the senior has passed. The senior’s true spirit still exists. With your means, it should not be difficult to seal the memories of this life into the true spirit and pass them on to the next life. Why do you have to be obsessed with this reincarnation technique?

I hope you will have mercy on me and return Yuechan to me. I will remember your kindness." Song Changsheng said in a deep voice.

"What use is there to me for your gratitude?" A look of disdain appeared on Yu Shu Zhenjun's face. She waved her hand, and dozens of illusory swords appeared behind her, stabbing at Song Changsheng from all directions.

"Since Senior is so determined, then I will have no choice but to fight you with the sword in my hand!"

"【Set the Country!"

Song Changsheng waved his hand, and [Ding Jiangshan] appeared in his hand. This was naturally not real, but an illusion he created using the power of his spiritual consciousness. It only had three-tenths of the charm, but it was enough here.

"Swish"

As soon as the sword was drawn, the sharp sword energy swept all around, and all the sharp swords that Yu Shu Zhenjun had conjured up were shattered into pieces. "It is really surprising that a genius like you could come out of such a poor and remote place like the Great Qi Cultivation World, but if that's all, it's not enough."

As soon as Yu Shu finished speaking, there was a deafening roar. The sky and earth in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly changed color, and a tremendous majesty descended from the sky.

"Om..."

Whirlpools appeared in the air, and stars as big as mountains fell from the whirlpools, landing with scorching flames.

Seeing this situation, Song Changsheng felt a little nervous. Any means used in the sea of ​​consciousness was a reflection of the strength of the spiritual power of both parties. The greater the momentum, the stronger the spiritual power of the other party.

Song Changsheng is currently unable to achieve what Master Yu Shu did, as the restrictions he faces here are too severe.

"Small magical power [Soul-killing Golden Sword]"

A small golden knife appeared behind Song Changsheng. With a slash, the stars in the sky turned into powder in an instant, and Song Changsheng's soul also became a little dimmer.

"Using magical powers in someone else's sea of ​​consciousness is extremely foolish. Aren't you afraid of your soul being torn apart?"

"If the senior can help others achieve their goal, then the junior naturally won't have to do the same." Song Changsheng's tone was flat, as if the dullness of his soul had no effect on him at all.

"Oh, I don't want to kill you. Since you are stubborn, then go die!" Yu Shu Zhenjun said in a grim tone. She has never been a kind-hearted person. The blood on her hands cannot be washed away even with the water of the Milky Way.

Yu Shu Zhenjun raised her hand, and a slender jade sword appeared under her palm.

Different from the previous swords, this sword has a physical body and has been sealed in her true spirit.

The power in the sea of ​​consciousness continuously poured into the jade sword from all directions, emitting a brilliant sword power.

Song Changsheng recognized this sword, which was also called "Yu Shu". This sword had been used by Master Yu Shu to conquer the world, and no one could defeat it, including... naturally, him now.

"Finally, they're getting serious. It's a pity that in this world, I can't even use one tenth of my strength. Otherwise, I could compete with him a little more." Song Changsheng sighed in his heart. The power of the remaining divine consciousness of Master Yu Shu was far stronger than he expected.

"Master... This time, I can only rely on you for help."

After the murmur, Song Changsheng slowly closed his eyes. A faint light appeared between his eyebrows, and an ancient jade slip flew out from between his eyebrows.

This jade slip is none other than the "Book of Creation" left by the Sword Immortal Qingtian. It has always been a trump card in his hand and has never been shown to anyone before. In the current situation, he has no choice.

Looking at the jade scroll floating in the air, Yu Shu Zhen Jun frowned and said, "What is this?"

She could clearly feel that the jade slip contained a strange power that she had never felt before.

It is impossible for ordinary things to exist in the sea of ​​consciousness, just like her [Yu Shu Sword], which has been refined by her with her own blood and essence for thousands of years and has become a part of her body, so it can be sealed in the true spirit.

And Song Changsheng's jade slip can actually do this. Just based on this point, this thing is extraordinary.

"open!"

Song Changsheng's eyes were as fast as lightning, and "The Wonderful Book of Creation" slowly unfolded in the air. An extremely powerful force burst out from it. This power made Master Yu Shu feel palpitations and tremble!
"What is this, what kind of power is this!" Master Yu Shu was rarely out of control.

"As long as she is killed, everything will be over." Song Changsheng thought secretly in his heart, and then ordered Xiaojiu to use all his strength to activate the power of "The Wonderful Book of Creation".

"A mere Purple Mansion dares to kill the king?" True Lord Yu Shu had a crazy look on his face, and the power of the [Yu Shu Sword] in his hand had accumulated to the extreme. This would definitely be a shocking sword, and also the last sword of a generation of True Lord!
Song Changsheng's eyes were like lightning, and his heart was not shaken at all. He said coldly: "Destroy!"

"boom--"

A thick beam of light wrapped with electric arcs shot out from the "Magic Book of Creation" and pointed directly at Master Yu Shu.

But what was strange was that in the face of this shocking blow, True Lord Yu Shu stood there in a daze, and was hesitant to swing the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the originally blurry face of Master Yu Shu became clear, and what was revealed was actually Zhuang Yuechan's face!
She seemed a little confused, looking around. The moment she saw Song Changsheng, a light of surprise burst out in her eyes.

"Longevity."

"Yuechan?" Song Changsheng's face turned pale with anger, and he shouted in his heart: "Xiaojiu, take it back!"

"thorn"

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. The speed of the light beam was too fast. Even though Xiao Jiu tried his best, he could only make it deviate a little bit. Zhuang Yuechan, who was not prepared at all, was swept away, and her soul became visibly dimmed by the naked eye.

"Yuechan!"

Song Changsheng hurried over and held Zhuang Yuechan's soul in his arms, his eyes full of heartache.

"Yuechan, how are you?"

Zhuang Yuechan's eyes were blurred. She stretched out her almost transparent hand and gently stroked Song Changsheng's cheek and said, "Why are you here? Is this another hallucination..."

"No, it's me, Yuechan. I'm here to take you back." Song Changsheng held Zhuang Yuechan's hand tightly, his heart full of self-blame.

"I should have thought of it earlier."

After merging his spiritual thoughts with Zhuang Yuechan's, Song Changsheng realized that Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness was around him, but it was a little blurry, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and he could not locate it accurately.

As a result, Yu Shu Zhenjun had already merged with Zhuang Yuechan's consciousness, so he naturally gained nothing.

This can also explain why True Lord Yu Shu can still exert such powerful strength, because she has become the master of this sea of ​​consciousness.

Killing Yu Shu Zhen Jun is equivalent to killing Zhuang Yuechan.

He almost killed her himself!

Song Changsheng's hands were still shaking slightly at this moment.

At this moment, the face of the person in his arms suddenly changed again, becoming a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Song Changsheng's expression changed and he pushed her out directly.

"It's really a touching love story. Song Changsheng, how does it feel to almost kill your lover?"

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(End of this chapter)