Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

At the end of the spiritual eye's sight is the Lu Kingdom's cultivation world, which is separated from the Da Qi cultivation world by only a mountain range.

Compared to the Da Qi cultivation world where the situation has become stable, the Lu cultivation world where evil and wickedness are intertwined is the best soil for their development.

“But we have put in so much effort in Da Qi, are we just going to give up like this?” The depression in Yu Dongyang’s heart was about to overflow.

"We have no choice but to do this. Although the independent cultivators are powerful, they are just a mob after all. They are not strong enough to conspire for great things. If we want to accomplish anything, we still have to rely on the cabinet."

Even as a Jindan Zhenren, Lingmou also had his own helplessness. These independent cultivators were really useless. A lot of resources were wasted. Apart from the battle where Baicaotang fought for the [Sky Fire Cauldron], there was no sign of any results from the other battles.

The battle at the Blood Ruins Realm directly wiped out one-third of the manpower, and all the early investment was wasted.

It was precisely because of this lesson that Lingmou founded the Qingtian Sect to cultivate a more reliable direct force. Unfortunately, just as they were getting started, the situation in the Da Qi cultivation world was no longer suitable for them.

Hearing this, Yu Dongyang could only accept this fact helplessly. It was true that independent cultivators were of no use. They might be able to do things behind the scenes, but they were completely inadequate when facing off against the forces of righteousness.

"Then what should we do next? Please enlighten me, Master."

"Take a few people with you and go to the cultivation world of Lu State first as your master, and find a suitable puppet force to support you. While ensuring safety, gradually expand your power and wait for my orders."

"Disciple, obey."

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Song Changsheng is the most prominent figure in the four border realms in recent years, and Mu Guibai also has a wide range of friends. The combination of the two has caused quite a stir, and in less than a year the news has spread throughout the four border realms, and is still spreading to the more distant world of cultivation.

In the Daxiao cultivation world, beneath the towering snow-capped mountains that have not melted for tens of millions of years, there is a smaller border town that seems out of place on the white snowy plateau.

A lonely figure slowly emerged from the vast snow. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt with the right sleeve empty, dancing wildly in the cold wind.

In his left hand, he was dragging a huge monster that was extremely disproportionate to his body. It was a giant beast covered with long white hair, like a mountain of flesh. Its two white tusks that were several meters long were even more shocking.

Although the beast was huge, the man had no difficulty dragging it. He walked slowly and evenly in the wind and snow, leaving a straight track on the thick snow on the ground.

Seeing this, the guard commander on the small city drove the capstan to lift the heavy steel gate, and greeted enthusiastically: "This north wind has been blowing for several months, and now fewer and fewer cultivators dare to leave the city. Fellow Daoist Yun is skilled and daring, and every time he leaves the city, he can get rich rewards.

Such a large third-grade, low-grade long-haired snow elephant would be worth at least 100,000 low-grade spirit stones if sold to a merchant, right?"

"It's just good luck. There's a large migration of snow elephants on the snowfield recently and I happened to encounter them. It looks like the heavy snow will continue to fall." The man threw the elephant corpse aside and said lightly.

"It's better to go down. Those barbarians have to stay in the camp. They can at least have peace for a while before their reserves are used up." The general defending the city said with a slight sigh.

The man exchanged a few casual pleasantries, took the elephant corpse to the business to exchange it for spirit stones, and then planned to return to his residence in the severe cold.

When passing by a tavern, the conversation between two monks drinking caught his attention.

"You have heard that Master Zixu, who killed the demon king with his sword a few days ago, is going to marry the disciple of the City Lord of Luoxia."

“Could it be the one who broke through two realms a while ago and appeared in the world with the strange phenomenon of a black bird soaring into the sky?”

"Yes, it is said that the invitation from Luoxia City has been sent to the royal family of Daxiao." The cultivator who spoke first said with saliva flying.

"It is said that the Grand City Lord started investing in Master Zixu a long time ago, but I didn't expect that even his disciples would be involved now."

"What do you know? This is called a strong alliance. Master Zixu has achieved such a brilliant record at only a hundred years old. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through the Golden Core Stage. This deal is a sure win."

Hearing this, the one-armed man walked into the tavern, took out a small bag of spirit stones, slapped it on the table of the two men and said, "I heard you two Taoist friends mentioned Master Zixu's wedding just now. Could you please tell me more about it?"

Looking at the small bag of spirit stones, the two people at the table couldn't help but look at each other...

When the sun set, the one-armed man returned to his residence in the city. From a distance, he could see a tall woman in a dark skirt and a gauze hat standing in front of the door, holding a small lantern.

Seeing this, a hint of tenderness appeared on his tough face, and his pace couldn't help but quicken a bit.

"It's snowing so hard. Why are you outside? You're not in good health and can't catch a cold." The one-armed man said with a hint of blame as he stretched out his hand to gently brush away the snow on the woman's shoulders.

The woman reached out and lifted the veil, revealing her angelic face. She winked playfully and said in a delicate voice, "I heard from people in the streets that someone just killed a level 3 long-haired snow elephant outside the city and paraded it around the city.

The north wind is strong, and it is possible to have such a big harvest at this time. Apart from my husband, I can't think of anyone else in this city who has this ability."

"We're a bit luckier this time. Come inside first. I have something to tell you."

The woman said nothing, but took a step forward and came close to him. She sniffed and smelled a faint smell of alcohol. Her delicate hand fell on the soft flesh on the man's waist and said with a smile:

"My husband should be back in the city at 3 p.m. I waited here for two hours before I saw him. He didn't come back. It turned out that he exchanged the snow elephant for spirit stones and went out to drink wine."

As she spoke, her slender jade fingers pinched the man's soft flesh and made a 180-degree turn.

"Hi~"

The man immediately took a breath of cold air and quickly explained: "My wife misunderstood. I got some news on the way, so I came back a little late."

"Look how nervous my husband is. I didn't say anything to stop him. It's normal for a man to have three or four wives. What's wrong with having a drink?" The woman said this, but the strength in her hands did not decrease at all.

Seeing that he couldn't explain it for a while, the man looked around, took the woman's hand and walked quickly into the room, waved his hand to activate the barrier, and said solemnly: "I want to go back to Da Qi."

Hearing this, the woman was no longer in the mood to continue teasing. She frowned and said, "Those people must have already set up a trap in Daqi. If you go back now, won't you be walking into a trap?"

The man shook his head slightly and said, "I know, but Changsheng and Yuechan are getting married in two years, and I can't not go."

After a long silence, the woman slowly turned around and said in a deep voice, "I know about your friendship. I can't stop you in this matter, but have you ever thought that now is different from the past. You and I are both wanted persons. If you show up rashly, you might harm them."

The man stretched out his hand and took his wife into his arms, and whispered: "I won't involve them. Just take a look, and then I'll be back..."

For a moment, the room fell into silence. After a long while, the woman slowly closed her eyes and said, "I can't convince you. Go ahead. I'll wait for you here..."

The man could not help but hug the person in his arms tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, they didn't catch me at the beginning, and they won't succeed now either. You stay here and I will be back soon."

"If anything happens to you, I will never live alone." The woman's voice was full of determination. Even though the man had experienced countless storms, his chest still beat violently when he heard these words...

In the Dayu cultivation world, in a thatched hut on a low and remote spiritual peak, a fat, fair-skinned man was lying on a bamboo bed, hugging a black stone tablet and snoring loudly. Every time he snored, a lot of dust would fall on the thatched hut.

Suddenly, the door of the thatched cottage was kicked open with a "bang" by a pair of straight white legs, and a woman in a fiery red dress walked in. Seeing that the fat man was still sleeping soundly, she couldn't help but get angry. She grabbed his collar, swung him half a circle in the air, and threw him out of the thatched cottage.

In an instant, it was like a meteorite falling to the ground, creating a huge hole, and the entire sacred peak shook three times.

But the fat man just turned over, then continued to sleep soundly, and even reached out to scratch his butt.

The woman gritted her teeth, sat astride the fat man, and slapped his big, elastic and funny face left and right.

He slapped her hundreds of times so fast that afterimages were left. The fat man's face was swollen like a pig's head before he was awakened by the severe pain on his face.

“Ouch, it hurts so much, who the hell is so bold as to slap me?” The fat man covered his extremely symmetrical swollen cheeks and opened his eyes cursing.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of breathtakingly beautiful long legs, and further up were the half-covered, surging waves that trembled so much that the fat man's eyes widened, and for a moment he even forgot the pain.

"Does it look good?"

A charming and soft voice sounded in his ears, which aroused the fat man's distraction and he nodded hurriedly.

The next moment, he felt a cold little hand land on his left ear, which was then rotated 360 degrees and yanked hard a few times. An angry voice shouted in his ear, "Look carefully at who I am first!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the little fat boy shuddered instinctively, and the romantic feeling in his heart disappeared without a trace. When he looked up, he was indeed facing a face that often woke him up from his sleep.

"Did I just curse at this female devil?" Thinking of his careless words just now, the fat man felt as if he was falling into an icy cave.

Seeing the other party's unfriendly expression, he quickly closed his eyes, held his head and begged for mercy: "Senior sister, please spare me, please spare me, I won't dare to do it again."

Seeing his cowardly look, the woman lost interest, let go of his hand and stood up, saying with a look of disgust: "Zhu Yiqun, I think you should change your name to Sleeping Dead Pig in the future. In order to wake you up, I slapped my hand so hard that it hurt."

Hearing this, Zhu Yiqun couldn't help but complain, "Senior sister, I don't want to either. It's all because of that 'Sleeping Technique' the old man gave me. I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes, and I can't wake up even if I want to."

After hearing this, the woman not only did not show any sympathy, but she rolled her eyes and said, "I don't know who was the one who pestered the old man to give him his mental skills in the first place, and now he's complaining again."

Hearing her words, Zhu Yiqun felt even more wronged, and climbed out of the pit to defend himself: "At the beginning, the old man said that after practicing this mental method, you only need to sleep to improve your cultivation.

When I thought about it, eating could improve my cultivation, and sleeping could also improve my cultivation. What a great thing! So I agreed immediately.

Who knew that practicing this method has physical requirements? I don't have the [Dream Body]. The old man didn't say a word, and I have been sleeping for twenty years. I still have symptoms of sleepiness. I have become thin because of hunger."

"You deserve it. Cultivation requires a down-to-earth approach. There are no shortcuts for you to take.

The old one is dishonest, and the young one is unreliable. I think it’s time to sever the lineage of the Ancient Sword Sect with you two masters and disciples.”

"Don't we still have our senior sister? The sect still depends on her for everything." Zhu Yiqun approached the woman with a shameless face, pinching her shoulders and patting her back.

"Finally you said something sensible. Here, this is a reward for you." The woman took out a gold-stamped invitation from her sleeve and handed it to Zhu Yiqun.

"What is this?" Zhu Yiqun took it and looked at it, his eyes widened and he asked, "Changsheng is going to get married with Yuechan?

My goodness, how long have I slept for?"

"It was seven or eight years, I can't quite remember. The person who sent the invitation was a lucky fat guy. He wandered around in the maze like a headless fly for three days, and unexpectedly, he hit the jackpot and was actually allowed in."

"Seven or eight years?" Zhu Yiqun was petrified...

"I didn't expect that my weapon refining skills would reach the fourth level before the formation." Looking at the jade hairpin in front of him, Song Changsheng couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that this time the refining would be so smooth.

He had already prepared for failure and had prepared several documents.

He reached out and picked up the jade hairpin in front of him. It was green all over, with a phoenix spreading its wings on the end, ready to fly. Delicate cloud patterns ran through the entire hairpin. He input a little magic power into it, emitting a dreamy light, and then it actually turned into a dagger.

This is Song Changsheng's first attempt to refine a dual-form magic weapon, and it looks pretty good so far.

The first form possesses a powerful autonomous defense mechanism, and the second form incorporates a hint of his sword intent, which can unleash extremely strong lethality.

"It's a pity that there is no suitable spiritual body, otherwise I could directly endow it with spirit." Song Changsheng said with some regret.

After carefully putting away the jade hairpin, he took out the gem he got from Zijun. Until now, he still didn't understand the purpose of this thing.

I checked a lot of information but couldn't find the right one.

Originally, he was planning to throw it directly into the warehouse to collect dust, but the experience of cutting the spiritual material before gave him an inspiration. Maybe he could try to cut it open to see if there was anything inside.

He had seen a hint of blood in it with the help of the candlelight before, so the possibility was quite high.

Of course, there is also the possibility of misjudgment and direct destruction of the gem.

But this was an unexpected gain, so I wouldn’t feel bad if it was destroyed.

He put his fingers together like a knife and slashed down without hesitation...

...(End of chapter)