Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

It was unknown how long it had passed before Song Changsheng regained consciousness from the darkness. What came into his sight was not the colorful sky, but pitch black with occasional faint lights visible.

Above him, there was a dim ball of light and a charred jade slip.

"Is this... my sea of ​​consciousness?" Song Changsheng instantly realized his current location.

But what he couldn't understand was why his sea of ​​consciousness had become like this, desolate, dilapidated and lifeless.

"Yes, I was hit by a heavenly calamity. My soul and body were severely damaged, and my sea of ​​consciousness was in turmoil. Hiss~, the world in my sea of ​​consciousness almost collapsed. Compared to those years, my cultivation has improved greatly, but under the heavenly calamity, I am still an ant." Song Changsheng smiled bitterly.

Back then, in order to find a suitable cultivation method for Song Qingyun, he violated the advice of the Sky-Bearing Sword Immortal, and thus attracted the attention of the Heavenly Dao. On that occasion, he witnessed the terrifying power of the heavenly calamity and almost died.

"The Wonderful Book of Creation" is a taboo and is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Even if only a trace of its breath leaks, it will bring about a heavenly calamity.

Therefore, over the years, even though the development of the Song family has stagnated and even though the family foundation is shallow, he has never revealed it to the world.

This time, he had to tell Master Yu Shu the real name of "The Wonderful Book of Creation".

Because he really couldn't be sure how much truth and falsehood there were in Yu Shu Zhen Jun's words, even though he knew all of Yu Shu Zhen Jun's past.

Precisely because of his understanding, he was even more unwilling to believe it. Even if the other party proposed to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao, he would not be able to do so. The Nascent Soul Realm was a field he had never set foot in, and the scenery there was also something he had never seen. He did not dare to gamble on the means of a Nascent Soul True Lord who had once amazed more than a dozen cultivators.

As a last resort, he could only set up a trap for Master Yu Shu.

When Jade Shu Zhenjun swore an oath, she would be drawing on the divine secrets. If she recited the real name of "The Wonderful Book of Creation" at this time, according to the rules of the way of heaven, she would be involved in the taboo.

But this was not enough for the Heaven to send down divine punishment on her. At most, it would give her a little lesson, or just a shock.

Therefore, Song Changsheng had no choice but to use "The Wonderful Book of Creation" as bait to draw out the heavenly punishment, use the heavenly punishment to shock the true spirit of Jade Shu Zhenjun, and then cooperate with Zhuang Yuechan to strip off her true spirit in a lightning speed.

This was a risky move. Any mistake in any link could lead to the death of all three of them. Fortunately, the development of events was within his expectations. The true spirit of Master Yu Shu was annihilated, and Zhuang Yuechan was unharmed. Although his soul was severely damaged, it was not difficult to recover and it only took a long time.

Just ...

"It's a burden to Xiaojiu." Song Changsheng sighed quietly and looked at the charred jade slip in the air. The "Wonderful Book of Creation" first took a punishment from heaven head-on, and then resisted the remaining power of the punishment for him. Now it was already a spent force. Xiaojiu fell into a deep sleep and it was unknown when he would wake up.

The spirituality of "The Wonderful Book of Creation" was also greatly damaged. This is the most significant loss and is extremely difficult to make up for.

"I don't know how Yuechan is doing." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

His soul was severely damaged, and it was a rare thing that he could still have a clear consciousness at this moment. He was unable to project his spiritual consciousness, and even his own body was out of control. He could only face the endless darkness and loneliness, secretly waiting for the power of his soul to recover.

"I don't know how long I will sleep after this." Song Changsheng sighed quietly. On the Song family's side, Song Lujun handles the general affairs, and there is a large formation for security. With Jin Xuan and Song Xianming, ordinary cultivators can hardly threaten Cangmang Peak.

The only thing he was worried about now was that he might miss the coalition expedition in six years. This battle was crucial to the entire Da Qi cultivation world and even the Song family.

Although the remaining demon tribe on the north bank of Canglan River was not strong, the strength of Chihuo Laogui, Song Xianming and others was enough to deal with it, but what he was most worried about was actually his family.

The remnants of the Blood Demon Cult, the Haoran Alliance, and the Thunder King Palace, each one is a major concern for the Song family. The internal power of the Da Qi cultivation world is empty, and it is hard to say whether these rats hiding in the dark will not take the opportunity to cause chaos.

Only if he is in charge personally can he feel at ease.

But when he looked down at his own illusory and dim soul, Song Changsheng could only shake his head and sigh. In his current state, according to the usual recovery speed, it would take several years or even dozens of years to recover.

"Ugh……"

"It's all fate. Just treat it as a retreat. It's a good opportunity to review Master Yu Shu's memories again."

Song Changsheng quickly adjusted his mentality, began to calm down, and recalled the memories of Master Yu Shu.

He had only glanced over it briefly before and had overlooked many details. After all, this was the memory of Master Yu Shu for nearly a thousand years, and the information contained in it was not only huge but also complicated.

It not only contains all the experiences of True Monarch Yu Shu along the way, but also includes the magical powers and secret techniques she possessed, as well as biographical secrets. It is simply not possible to read them all in a short time.

It's a good time to take advantage of this period of time when my spiritual power is recovering to sort it out again.

Previously, the part of the inheritance that True Lord Yu Shu left in the Jinxuan Grottoes was given to the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce. It would be a lie to say that I didn't feel heartbroken, but I was forced by the situation at the time, and I didn't want it to benefit others in the end, so I had to act that way. Now it is different. Except for Zhuang Yuechan, no one knows what happened in the world of consciousness.

Now, he only needs to extract the part about inheritance from Master Yu Shu's memory.

The thought of inheriting the legacy of a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage is exciting.

Time passed quickly. In the dark world of consciousness, he didn't know how much time had passed. He only knew that in his memories, exactly nine hundred and sixty years had passed.

Nine hundred and sixty years is an extremely long period of time for Song Changsheng now, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator with a long lifespan of 1,800 years, it is only half of the time.

But her experience was so wonderful that it broadened his horizons.

"The Yuqing Tianxiao Jue is a fifth-grade ultimate level mental method. The family's Yuehua Gong is not even worthy of carrying its shoes. It's a pity that the threshold for cultivation is too high, otherwise it can be promoted to the family." Song Changsheng said with a little regret in his heart.

The fifth-grade ultimate level of mental method is something that even the Jinwu Sect and the Tianmai Sect may not be able to produce. This is also the most critical component of Yu Shu Zhenjun's inheritance. If the "Yin Yang Xuan Hua Jing" he practiced was not equally exquisite, he would have wanted to try to practice it.

In addition to this precious fifth-level mental method, what surprised Song Changsheng the most was that True Lord Yu Shu had also practiced the magical power of [The Universe in the Sleeve], and she herself had extremely high attainments in the art of space, which was of great reference significance for him to practice the magical power of [The Universe in the Sleeve].

Even the threshold for him to comprehend the way of space in the future was lowered.

For this reason alone, this time's effort is completely worth it.

"It turns out that the direction of my cultivation has been wrong. This is the true way of space. I understand..." Song Changsheng whispered softly, and his soul consciousness fell into enlightenment. With the passage of time, Song Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness is gradually returning to its former state. The sparkling sea water reappeared under his feet, the dark turned into black and white, and the chaotic air was dense. He felt that his strength was recovering rapidly.

Gradually, he felt his heart again, the strong and powerful beating sound that he had not heard for a long time.

Next are the hands, feet, nose, ears...

He smelled a faint fragrance, which was so familiar.

He also heard some subtle sounds, as if someone, a woman, was calling a name.

The name seems to be... Changsheng?
"Longevity..."

"Longevity..."

The gentle voice echoed in Song Changsheng's mind, and he suddenly realized that this was... Zhuang Yuechan's voice, and the person she was calling was him...

Song Changsheng's eyelids, which felt as heavy as if filled with lead, slowly opened, and what came into his eyes was a dazzling light and a pretty face as pale as paper.

"Yuechan..."

Song Changsheng's voice was weak and hoarse, and as soon as he opened his mouth it sounded like someone was rubbing two pieces of rough bark hard.

Hearing his voice, Zhuang Yuechan's eyes suddenly shone brightly. She quickly clenched his broad palm and said in a hurried tone: "Changsheng, you are awake. How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?"

Song Changsheng pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a slightly forced smile, and said weakly: "You asked me so many questions at once, how can I answer them all at once?"

"Then answer them one by one. If you can't finish answering them now, you can answer them later. We still have plenty of time in this life." Zhuang Yuechan said with a deliberately stern face.

Song Changsheng smiled and said, "Except for not being able to wake up, I am fine. I have been comprehending my magical powers during this period and have gained a lot. If you hadn't suddenly woken me up, I might have already reached the state of great success. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?

I don't think you have anything valuable on you, so how about giving yourself to me?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan's face immediately flushed with an intoxicating blush. She punched Song Changsheng in the chest and spat, "Really? You're still not in good shape even after all this."

Feeling the touch on his chest, Song Changsheng was sure that he was not dreaming and that Zhuang Yuechan had really returned.

He reached out his hand and gently brushed aside a few strands of hair on Zhuang Yuechan's forehead. He said with a little concern, "You've lost weight and your complexion is so bad. It's obvious that you haven't had a good rest. How long have I been unconscious?"

A layer of mist appeared in Zhuang Yuechan's eyes, and she choked a little and said, "You have been in a coma for 132 days. Senior Medicine King said that if you don't wake up within a year, you may never wake up in your life.

I...I'm so scared, I'm afraid you'll never wake up again..."

At the end, the string that had been tense in Zhuang Yuechan's heart finally broke at this moment. She threw herself into Song Changsheng's arms, sobbing softly. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes like pearls that had broken off the string, and soon wet the collar of Song Changsheng's shirt.

Song Changsheng hugged her tightly, put his arm around her ear, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry. I didn't expect it to end like this."

"It's all my fault. I'm useless. If I could have restrained her, you wouldn't have gone to that step." Zhuang Yuechan fell into deep self-blame.

"Don't say that. She is a powerful and fearsome True Lord. With your cultivation, you have done a great job in restraining her for so many years. Fortunately, there was no danger in the end, and you and I are both safe." Song Changsheng comforted her softly, and then hesitated for a moment before saying, "Are you sure that True Lord Yu Shu has completely fallen?"

Zhuang Yuechan raised her head upon hearing this, wiped the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded slightly and said: "Her true spirit has been completely annihilated, and the origin of her laws has also been completely integrated into my body. From now on, there will be no more Jade Shu Zhenjun in the world!"

"That's good, at least nothing went wrong." Song Changsheng nodded slightly, and then as if he suddenly realized something, he said, "Just now you said that I was only in a coma for 132 days?
How could I wake up so quickly considering the injuries I suffered?"

At this time, a burly figure pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "Of course, that's because Master Uncle used a holy medicine that can quickly heal your soul injuries. Otherwise, how do you think you recovered so quickly?"

After seeing the appearance of the person coming, Song Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "Senior Brother."

"How do you feel now?"

"Except for feeling a little weak, everything is normal."

"It's good that there are no sequelae. Look at you, Junior Sister, you have been sleeping for decades. After finally waking up, you ended up lying down again. I was really scared at that time.

The junior sister is in tears all day long, and she forces herself to look after you day and night with her weak body, without even taking off her clothes, and she doesn't dare to blink her eyes. Even I, Old Niu, am jealous of her.

However, you deserve this, I'm convinced by you, brother." Niu Dazhuang said, patting his chest vigorously.

After hearing what Niu Dazhuang said, Song Changsheng turned his gaze to Zhuang Yuechan. Looking at her thin and pale face, he felt moved but also a little angry.

He was not angry about anything else, but because he was angry that she did not take care of her body. Although she had now integrated the origin of the laws of True Lord Yu Shu, she was still essentially a foundation-building cultivator. She had been guarding him day and night for more than four months. Even a normal foundation-building cultivator would have found it difficult, let alone her body that had been dormant for decades?

This is simply playing with your own health.

Zhuang Yuechan seemed to have realized something and subconsciously turned her eyes away, not daring to look Song Changsheng in the face. There was a hint of moisture in her eyes.

Looking at her like this, the words of blame came to my lips but I couldn't say them.

In the end, all the words can only be reduced to one sentence: "I'm sorry for your hardship..."

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ps: It turns out that I am not good at writing this kind of plot, so please just bear with it.

(End of this chapter)