Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Under the effect of the poison, the area of ​​a hundred feet in radius centered on Song Youfu has turned into a poisonous area.

These poisons are colorless and odorless, and will not have any effect on ordinary plants and animals, but they will quietly invade the bodies of monsters or monks and erode their internal organs. They will not feel anything during this process.

By the time they notice something wrong with their bodies, it means the poison has entered their bone marrow, and they will surely die if they don't get treatment within an hour.

Song Youfu's plan was simple, which was to delay them as long as possible so that the poison gas would have more time to penetrate and thus completely destroy the enemy.

"Youping's poison is good, but it's a pity that it can't be applied to arrows. Otherwise, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. We must ask him to improve it if we have a chance."

Song Youfu muttered in his heart, but his hands did not delay at all. He aimed at a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building who had been seriously injured by him before, and launched a fatal attack like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows!
"call out"

"Enemy attack!" Deacon Chen roared at the top of his lungs, and everyone immediately formed a circle around him and put up a defense together.

Past experience tells them that the enemy's shooting skills are very sophisticated, and dodging is completely ineffective. They may even be defeated one by one by him. Group defense is the best solution.

It’s a pity that they didn’t know that this was also a smoke screen released by Song Youfu to confuse them.

Because in the previous attacks he had used ordinary inscribed arrows, which could only unleash 20% of the power of the [Dragon String Bow], he was able to be blocked by them.

But this time he used the [Seven Star Arrow], which was enough to unleash 30% of the power of the [Dragon String Bow]. Except for the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator who was in the lead, no one in this team could resist.

"Pfft..."

The arrow was like a long red rainbow, arriving in an instant and mercilessly tearing apart the spiritual defense they had built, and then ruthlessly pierced through the heart of the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, in front of his incredulous gaze!

"Sun Yu!" Seeing the person beside him fall down limply, Deacon Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and the spear in his hand, filled with his anger, suddenly stabbed towards Song Youfu's hiding place.

"boom……"

The moment Song Youfu jumped off the tree, the whole tree exploded.

He had experienced such scenes too many times during the two days and two nights of pursuit and had long been accustomed to it. He used his agile body movements to dodge the enemy's subsequent bombardment and took advantage of the cover of night to quickly escape from the enemy's sight.

But this time he did not flee thousands of miles away, but entered the second ambush point prepared in advance and launched another attack, directly killing another wounded soldier in the early stage of foundation building in the team.

At this point, there are only three people left in the nine-man team, all of whom are tough guys. Except for the leading cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage, the remaining two are in the late stage of the foundation building stage.

Firing the bow repeatedly took a huge toll on Song Youfu's physical and spiritual power. Even if he tried his best, he could only kill one of them.

Therefore, he changed his strategy directly, using his body skills to shuttle back and forth in the poisonous area, making noises from time to time to confuse the enemy.

Deacon Chen and others were shocked by Song Youfu's terrifying archery skills of killing a person with one arrow. For a moment, they did not dare to act rashly. They leaned on each other and slowly moved to the foot of a mountain wall.

With their backs against the mountain wall, they no longer have to guard against hidden arrows from behind. They only need to concentrate on defending the front and sides, which reduces a lot of the threats they face.

There is nothing wrong with this approach when facing a sharpshooter. It allows one to hold out and wait for help while also getting through the night.

But this is the ambush site carefully selected by Song Youfu. How could he ignore this mountain wall that might cause trouble to him?

Song Youfu knew his weaknesses better than his enemies.

Therefore, this mountain wall was also part of his ambush plan.

The mountain wall where Deacon Chen and others are located is right in the poisonous area, and Song Youfu has deliberately increased the dosage. The poison will penetrate into their bones within half an hour of staying here. By then, they will be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by him!

The three people who were completely unaware were corroded by the poison in the poisonous area without realizing it.

Time passed in agony, and peace returned to the surroundings.

"What should we do now?" a monk asked in a low voice, his voice full of sorrow. No one had expected that they would be forced to this point by one person.

"What else can we do? The result is death." Deacon Chen was dejected. If they couldn't complete the task before sunset tomorrow, their lives would be in danger.

At this time, another monk suddenly said thoughtfully: "The bow in his hand must not be an ordinary object, at least it is a magic weapon. If we report this news to the hall master..."

As soon as these words came out, the other two people's eyes suddenly sparkled. Deacon Chen said excitedly: "If it is really a magic weapon, the hall master will definitely show leniency to us!"

"What if it's not?"

"It's a death sentence either way, let's give it a try!"

"Let's retreat!" Deacon Chen made the decision immediately. He didn't want to stay any longer in this forest that left him with countless shadows.

Just as they were about to take action, a streak of light cut through the dark night sky and headed straight for their location. The few of them reacted quickly and immediately worked together to block it.

Looking at the broken iron arrow on the ground, several people felt a sense of fear.

"This guy hasn't left yet." Looking at the direction where the arrow came from, Deacon Chen felt secretly resentful.

"Forget it, let's leave after daybreak. We will hold our ground and that guy won't be able to do anything to us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then all his internal organs began to feel a burning pain.

"Zhang Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Deacon Chen turned his head and saw that the person next to him had a dark face. He was shocked.

Zhang Cheng subconsciously grabbed his own neck and said in a difficult tone: "It's... poisonous..."

As soon as Deacon Chen heard what he was saying, another monk next to him suddenly showed the same symptoms.

The two followed him closely and both showed the same symptoms. Could he be spared?
All of a sudden, he couldn't help feeling cold all over.

His rich experience made him realize that it was a problem with the environment. He immediately held his breath, and then, regardless of the pleadings of his two companions, he flew away on his sword as fast as he could.

As soon as he flew into the air with his sword, he suddenly noticed something strange coming from his body. He staggered in the air and almost fell headfirst.

He forced his spiritual power to steady his body, then flew into the sky. He naively believed that he would be fine as long as he escaped from this place quickly.

Little did he know that from the moment the poison took effect, he only had one hour left to live.

Song Youfu finally emerged from the darkness. He looked down at the two late Foundation Establishment cultivators, watching them struggling under the erosion of the poison. There was no mercy in his eyes, only endless coldness.

"Charge a little more interest." The sword in Song Youfu's hand fell, and he took the lives of the two men without mercy, and then chased in the direction where Deacon Chen escaped.

He could have intercepted the opponent just now, but he didn't, because he also wanted to let the opponent taste the feeling of being hunted.

"Ho ho ho..."

Deacon Chen was lying under the shade of a tree, breathing heavily. After escaping, he immediately used his internal energy to force out the poison, but it was too late. His internal organs had begun to rot, and he could smell the sour and rotten odor as soon as he opened his mouth, which was nauseating.

He could feel that death was approaching. He still didn't know when he was struck.

"Swish"

A rustling sound was heard, and Song Youfu slowly walked out from behind a big tree. Looking at Deacon Chen lying on the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes reflected a frightening light.

"Tell me who you are."

Deacon Chen turned his head with difficulty. Only at this moment did he clearly see the appearance of the person he had been fighting with.

He put on an ugly expression and said, "I said... I don't know if you believe it."

Song Youfu frowned slightly, he obviously didn't believe this.

“I was originally… Chen Zhizhong, an elder of the Qingyun Sect in the Gusu Cultivation World. I was captured while on an outing for training.

They planted a special poisonous insect in my body, and from then on our life and death were no longer in our own control.

It has only been a few months since I was controlled, and I didn't even know the man's name. I always called him the hall master.

As far as I know, the situations of the rest of the people are not much different from mine, we are all just puppets.

I had no choice but to attack you, cough cough cough."

As he was speaking, Chen Chih-chung suddenly started coughing violently, and a foul-smelling yellow-green liquid began to flow out of the corners of his mouth.

"Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can check my ID tag. It's on my chest. Ahem…"

Song Youfu glanced at his chest, not moved at all, and said with a fake smile: "Do you really think this is my first time to get involved in the gang? You'd better put away your little tricks. Even if what you said is true, so what? I only know how to repay tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

Seeing that Song Youfu was not fooled, Chen Zhizhong's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he said sternly: "Even if I die, I will take you with me!"

He didn't know where he got the strength from, he suddenly climbed up from the ground and pounced on Song Youfu. At the same time, he also mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, intending to self-destruct and die together with Song Youfu.

Song Youfu had already seen through his intentions, and kicked Chen Zhizhong in the chest.

Chen Chih-chung flew backwards like a torn sack, and finally exploded in the air, like a gorgeous plum blossom blooming in the dark night.

"That's a good deal for you." Song Youfu spat.

"I don't know if my cousin can hold on until I get back." He identified the direction and sneaked towards the place where Song Qingdian was hiding.

At this moment, a flying boat suddenly appeared in front of him, which made his heart skip a beat. He thought that there were new pursuers coming.

But when he saw the figure standing on the flying boat clearly, a feeling of joy suddenly surged in his heart, and he waved vigorously, "Uncle, I'm here."

Seeing Song Youfu still alive and kicking, Song Qingxing couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He jumped to the ground, glanced around and asked, "Is everything resolved?"

"These crooked creatures couldn't stop me, I killed them all.

Congratulations to my uncle for breaking through the Purple Palace and adding another 300 years to his life span. The Golden Elixir Road is just around the corner!" Song Youfu said in surprise.

"The golden elixir is still far away." Song Qingxing said lightly.

Song Youfu scratched his head, then he remembered to ask: "How did my uncle find me so quickly?"

"I borrowed the space teleportation array of Qingyang Palace and found the jade slip left by you, Qingdian. I was attracted here by the sound of the self-explosion." Song Qingxing explained briefly.

"You found Uncle Qingdian. How is he doing?"

“We have saved his life for now, but the loss of vitality is too severe and the future is uncertain.

I came across two bodies along the way, are all the enemies here?"

Song Youfu immediately shook his head and said, “This is just a part of the group, led by two Purple Mansion cultivators. We don’t know where they came from, but they suddenly appeared when we were breaking the treasure barrier.

I just interrogated him, but I couldn't find out the origins of this group of people. Instead, he said that he was from the Qingyun Sect and was a puppet controlled by the other party using a poisonous insect.

I don't think his words are false, so the leading Purple Mansion cultivator should be a Gu Master.

The other party didn't come after me personally, he must be trying to break the barrier of the treasure."

"Gu Master?" Song Qingxing's expression remained unchanged, and he asked again, "Where is the treasure you found?"

"The other side has two Purple Mansion cultivators, and the leader is suspected to be in the middle Purple Mansion stage. Uncle, shouldn't we wait for reinforcements before making any long-term plans?" Song Youfu suggested cautiously from the side.

He knew Song Qingxing's character too well. He never delayed revenge. So asking this question must mean he was planning to strike back.

But the other side has two Purple Mansion cultivators after all, and Song Qingxing has just broken through, so it seems that the chances of winning are not high.

Song Qingxing remained unmoved and said calmly, "Address."

Song Youfu knew he couldn't beat him, so he had to tell him the address truthfully.

"There is a fellow Taoist in Luoxia City behind. Go to the place where the distress message was sent to meet him."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and Song Youfu appeared on the flying boat.

Song Qingxing leaped forward and turned into a sword light, heading towards the direction of the canyon where they found the treasure.

Watching Song Qingxing's departing back, Song Youfu stamped his feet and quickly chased after him...

In the direction of the canyon, an old man was leading people to break the barrier. The white-robed hall master at the side frowned and cursed in a low voice, "waste", which immediately frightened the surrounding monks so much that they trembled all over.

I was afraid that he would be dissatisfied with the progress of the cracking and kill people for fun.

But this time it really had nothing to do with them. What made the white-robed hall master angry was not the slow progress, but that he realized that he had lost a few more puppets.

"All nine people were wiped out. Could it be that the Purple Mansion cultivators from Luoxia City have arrived?" The white-robed hall master speculated secretly.

He simply didn't believe that two remnant soldiers could have such ability.

"It seems we have to make arrangements in advance..." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-robed hall master, and he called the old man who was concentrating on breaking the formation...

...(End of chapter)