Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

In a blink of an eye, Song Qingxing arrived at the location where the treasure hunting team was killed. Looking at the narrow and deep valley below, his eyes showed a slight fluctuation.

"Sword Intent..."

In this seemingly ordinary valley, he felt a faint sword intent. This sword intent was attached to the rock walls and the sand and gravel. It seemed to last forever, yet it seemed that it could dissipate at any time.

According to common sense, this valley should have been opened up by a sword of some great swordsman.

Song Youfu and others discovered the treasure buried by Jade Master Yu Shu in this valley. So if nothing unexpected happens, the owner of this sword intent should be Jade Master Yu Shu.

After so many years, the sword spirit still remains in the world, which shows that Master Yu Shu's attainments in swordsmanship are also terrifying.

It’s a pity that even such a talented person was ultimately unable to overcome that hurdle. It’s really regrettable.

Song Qingxing slowly closed his eyes, and his spiritual awareness spread around like a tide.

He carefully felt the remaining sword intent and resonated with it.

His actions left the white-robed hall master somewhat confused.

He was relieved to find that the visitor was just an early Purple Mansion cultivator. However, Song Qingxing stayed above the valley and did not make any new moves, which made him feel a little unconfident.

"Could there be reinforcements?" the white-robed hall master speculated secretly in his heart.

This is very likely. After all, according to the identity tags on the bodies, this group of people came from two forces.

Although the so-called Wangyue Song family is not very familiar, but being able to act together with Luoxia City, it must be at least a powerful Purple Mansion-level force.

They can handle it easily if they are alone, but if there are reinforcements, things will be troublesome when they join forces.

He thought about it, and finally looked at the old man beside him, and said coldly: "Chu Yuming, go and lead him over."

"This..." Chu Yuming's expression froze. He had devoted all his life's energy to studying barriers. He was not very good at fighting others, otherwise he would not have ended up like this.

It's obvious that the man in the sky is a tough guy. If we let him go, he might never come back.

But under the pressure of the other party, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

"Perhaps this is a good opportunity for me to escape from the clutches of the devil?" A bold idea suddenly emerged in Chu Yuming's mind. There is often a symbiotic relationship between the poisonous insect and the poison master. Once the white-robed hall master dies, he can take the opportunity to regain his freedom.

His master had also met the city lord of Luoxia City once. As long as he revealed his identity, the other party would definitely not attack him unless he was insane.

The imagination was beautiful, but when he thought of the arrangements made by the white-robed hall master here, his fantasies were ruthlessly shattered.

"I was really desperate and tried every possible means. The person who came was just an early Purple Mansion cultivator. It was difficult for me to deal with him, not to mention that he had set a trap.

Never mind, let's see if there is a chance for him to escape. If we can get reinforcements, there is still a chance." Chu Yuming sighed in his heart, feeling endless sorrow.

Seeing that he was hesitant, the white-robed hall master couldn't help but say sinisterly: "I advise you not to have any evil thoughts. If he escapes, I will take your head first!"

"I dare not." Chu Yuming lowered his head quickly, fearing that the other party would see through his thoughts...

Above the valley, Song Qingxing was feeling the lingering effect of the sword intent when the space around him suddenly underwent some strange changes. A series of barriers appeared out of thin air beside him, blocking off his surroundings completely.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of cold light flashed in his eyes, and the barriers instantly shattered like glass that had been hit hard.

Seeing this, Chu Yuming's face suddenly changed. Even though he had launched a sneak attack first, the opponent had easily broken his barrier. Could such a powerful person really be just an early Purple Mansion cultivator?
But he soon realized that his hope had come. While pretending to attack, he sent a message to Song Qingxing.

Not only did he tell his identity and the situation he was facing, he also told the white-robed master about his arrangements in the valley without reservation, hoping that he could save him from suffering.

But no matter what he said, Song Qingxing remained unmoved, and didn't even make any reply. All he faced was pure and cold murderous intent.

Chu Yuming was desperate and could only lead Song Qingxing into the ambush circle step by step according to the plan made in advance by the white-robed hall master.

During this process, he never stopped transmitting his voice, but received no response. He could only watch the other party step into the trap set by the white-robed hall master.

"It's over." Chu Yuming was filled with despair, and he couldn't help but secretly hate in his heart: "You are not worthy of being a counselor. Even if you don't trust me, you can go find a helper first."

Different from his despair at the moment, seeing Song Qingxing walking into his ambush circle defenselessly, the white-robed hall master couldn't help but reveal a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

The mana in his body trembled, and he shouted coldly: "【Ten Thousand Gu Burial Sky Formation】, start!"

In an instant, sand and rocks flew in the valley, and countless array patterns hidden in the sand quietly emerged. Countless extremely poisonous poisonous insects were hiding among them, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.

At that time, Song Qingxing was right in the center of the formation. The formation was surrounded by barriers set up by Chu Yuming, blocking all of Song Qingxing's escape routes. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't escape this time.

The white-robed hall master emerged from his hiding place and laughed loudly, "Well done. It looks like I will have another capable general under my command."

Although he was in the center of the formation, Song Qingxing's expression did not change at all, as if he was unaware of his current situation.

"If you submit to me obediently, you will suffer less." The white-robed hall master said coldly.

Song Qingxing said nothing, but slowly drew out the [Traceless Sword]. The red sword blade looked particularly strange under the moonlight.

After acquiring Qing Feng, his entire temperament underwent a huge transformation.

Although his cultivation was obviously higher and he had all the advantages, the white-robed hall master felt unsure when facing this overly young opponent.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

The white-robed hall master snorted coldly, and immediately activated the formation with all his strength, determined to capture Song Qingxing directly.

Countless poisonous insects flew out from the sand and gravel, densely packed and only the size of sesame seeds, forming a black storm in the valley, covering the sky and the moon.

Song Qingxing closed his eyes and slowly raised his sword.

In an instant, the remaining sword intent in the valley resonated with it. These sword intents surged in from all directions, bursting out with astonishing power.

"Innate magical power [Sword opens the sky gate]"

Song Qingxing did not hold back at all and immediately used all his strength.

"Swish"

The bright sword energy rose into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky. Endless sword intent spread out. The poisonous insects that the white-robed hall master had carefully fed for nearly a hundred years were ruthlessly strangled by the sword energy before they could get within ten feet of Song Qingxing. Not even their corpses were left behind.

But he had no time to feel sad about it, because the sword energy was already attacking him with terrifying power that could sweep away everything.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the array patterns on the ground were annihilated, and the barrier that Chu Yuming had set up with all his strength also collapsed layer by layer. The so-called [Ten Thousand Gu Burial Heaven Array] that the white-robed hall master was proud of was broken by Song Qingxing's sword, and there was still some power left.

"How could he be so strong?" The white-robed hall master was horrified and immediately used all his strength to block the sword, whose power was still there.

"boom--"

With a sharp explosion, the white-robed hall master flew backwards, and there was an obvious sword mark on the shield in his hand, and his spiritual power was greatly lost.

Song Qingxing quickly approached, his sword swung out like the wind, and before the opponent could react, he swung out hundreds of swords, leaving the white-robed hall master without any chance to defend himself.

In an instant, the situation at the scene changed drastically, and Chu Yuming, who was standing aside, was stunned.

From the previous encounter, he had been mentally prepared for Song Qingxing's strength and did not regard him as an ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator.

But Song Qingxing's performance at this moment still shocked him greatly. An early Purple Mansion cultivator was actually beating up a middle Purple Mansion cultivator, and the other party had no room to resist.

Although all the skills of a Gu Master lie in the Gu worms, that is only relative. Most of the time, he still has an overwhelming advantage over cultivators of lower levels.

At this moment, he saw hope in Song Qingxing to escape from the other party's clutches.

Chu Yuming's mind raced, and he immediately said loudly: "Master, please wait a moment, I will come to help you."

After expressing his loyalty, he then contacted Song Qingxing and expressed his willingness to cooperate with him.

But Song Qingxing ignored him as usual and didn't even look at him.

The white-robed hall master was not aware of Chu Yuming's private actions, but instead felt that he was very sensible, because his joining did relieve a lot of his pressure.

Little did they know that although Chu Yuming seemed to be working hard, he was actually slacking off and was ready to turn against them at any time.

Relying on his advantage in speed, Song Qingxing was able to fight one against two and still hold his own, and was even able to do it with ease.

The words "slow and steady wins the race" are fully reflected in Song Qingxing. Thanks to the solid foundation laid in the foundation-building stage, the sword embryo in his body has undergone a transformation after breaking through the Purple Mansion stage, and his strength has also undergone a qualitative improvement.

These two people really pose no threat to him.

"Sword Three."

Song Qingxing's entire temperament changed. The white-robed hall master only felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed and turned into darkness. It was quiet in his ears, and he could not hear any sound. A sense of fear of the unknown arose spontaneously.

As a sword move that he learned when he was young and was training his body under a waterfall, its power has become increasingly powerful as Song Qingxing's cultivation has increased over the years, and is not inferior to minor magical powers.

He swung the sword gently, seemingly slowly, but in fact it was as fast as lightning.

The white-robed hall master only saw a ray of sword light blooming before his eyes, as if it had come across the long river of time, and he had no will to resist at all.

"puff"

The sword light passed through the neck of the white-robed hall master without any hindrance, leaving an invisible sword mark and a string of fine blood beads oozing out.

He wanted to lower his head to check the wound, but the world spun in front of his eyes and he fell heavily into the sand. He saw a headless corpse in the air.

Blood gushed out like a pillar, staining the white robe red. Only then did he realize that it was his own body...

Seeing this scene, Chu Yuming was completely stunned. He was originally thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to turn against the opponent and deal a fatal blow to the opponent.

But I didn’t expect that Song Qingxing ended the battle so easily and neatly. Is he still a human being?
"vomit……"

He suddenly felt his stomach churning, and then he vomited with a "wow". A centipede-shaped poisonous insect was twisting and dying on the ground.

He felt as if all his bones had been pulled out and he almost collapsed to the ground.

The poisonous insect lived in his body and survived by sucking his blood. Even though he was a Purple Mansion cultivator, he could not withstand this kind of sucking for many years, which made him extremely weak.

Before, he had been relying on a special poison released by the insect to squeeze out his life source to hold on. Now that the insect was dead, his true colors were revealed.

This also made him feel genuinely scared. If it had been a little later, he would probably have been sucked dry by the insect.

He struggled to keep his body steady, then took out his identity badge and handed it to Song Qingxing with both hands, saying with gratitude: "I am Chu Yuming, a disciple of Master Feng Yuan, and I am a third-level mid-grade barrier master.

Thank you for your help, may I ask your name? I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Song Qingxing just glanced at him indifferently, with a chilling light in his eyes that made Chu Yuming's scalp tingle.

"Have you ever had the blood of my Song family members on your hands?"

When Chu Yuming heard that Song Qingxing was not from Luoxia City, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

He could still forcefully establish a relationship with Luoxia City, but he had no impression of the Song family. If the other party took the opportunity to kill him, he would have no chance of resisting at this moment.

He quickly swore an oath to heaven to prove that he did not take any action on the day when the treasure hunting team was in trouble.

Seeing this, Song Qingxing slightly restrained his murderous intent.

In other words, he thought more about it now. If it were when he was training in the cultivation world of Lu State, he would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. He would have taken his head long ago and would not have given him a chance to explain.

He came to the body of the white-robed hall master, fumbled around for a while, and took away his storage bag and his identity badge.

The three characters "Guxianmen" were written on the identity badge.

"Gu Xian, you are so arrogant." Song Qingxing showed disdain. The word "Xian" is not something that can be used casually in the world of cultivation.

He had never heard of this name, so he had to take it back and let Fengyu Palace investigate.

Seeing that the murderous intent in Song Qingxing's eyes was not as strong, Chu Yuming quickly demonstrated his own value and bowed:
“I’d like to let you know that there is a treasure of our ancestors in this valley, and there are still survivors there, and their hands are stained with the blood of your clan.

If you trust me, I am willing to help you crack it..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingxing had already charged into the depths of the valley.

After thinking it over again and again, he still didn't have the courage to escape directly, so he quickly followed...

...(End of chapter)