Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Although Song Changsheng's movements seemed rough, there was actually a trace of spatial power attached to his fingertips, which could minimize the damage.

"Swish"

The fingertips fell lightly, and an invisible force burst out. The table where the gem was placed was directly split into two halves, and the gem fell directly to the ground with a crisp sound.

"hiss……"

Looking at the gem that was intact with only a faint white mark left on the surface, Song Changsheng took a breath. At this moment, he was more convinced of the value of this item.

The blow he just used was as easy as cutting tofu when he cut through the three-foot-thick black iron, but the damage to the gem was minimal. Such hardness was extremely rare among fourth-level spiritual materials.

"I want to see what you are!"

Song Changsheng directly held the gem in his palm. As his magic power surged, a spatial blade invisible to the naked eye grew in his palm and directly wrapped the gem.

Under the crazy grinding of the Space Blade, the outer shell of the gem began to peel off layer by layer, and fine white powder fell down, and soon it shrank several circles.

As the outer shell continued to peel off, the trace of blood inside the gem became more and more obvious. Only then did Song Changsheng discover that the blood was actually moving, as if it was constantly flowing in the gem.

“Sure enough, there is stock.”

Song Changsheng's eyes lit up and he quickly increased his speed. Soon a crack appeared on the outer shell of the gem. He stopped and observed carefully.

After a while, the blood inside the gem slowly spread out, and at the same time, a strange fragrance quickly spread in the room.

An extreme desire emerged from the depths of Song Changsheng's soul, just like a traveler lost in the desert who saw an oasis and found a source of water.

"This is……"

His breathing became rapid. He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the streak of blood, which was instantly absorbed by his body.

In an instant, powerful force was injected into Song Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness. His soul was so excited that it trembled and began to greedily absorb these powers. His soul experienced a surge in power in a short period of time.

But everything has a limit. The rapid expansion of his soul far exceeded the upper limit that Song Changsheng could currently bear. He felt as if his head was about to explode. The severe pain was like a tide, as if it wanted to drown him.

The intense pain caused a layer of cold sweat to appear on Song Changsheng's forehead. He quickly sat down cross-legged and circulated his mental skills to try to refine this strange power.

But the power contained in the gem was too great. Even if he tried his best, he could only refine a very small part of it. The rest continued to impact his soul and sea of ​​consciousness.

He could endure the pain of a pierced shoulder and a broken abdomen, but now his face was as pale as paper. Blue veins as thick as little fingers were visible on his forehead. Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his temples uncontrollably, soon wetting the floor.

"No, this power is too great and must be released." Song Changsheng tried it and decisively chose to give up. This power was simply beyond his ability to refine at his current level.

Although this is extremely wasteful, there is no other way.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the foundation of a cultivator. Once something goes wrong, everything will be too late.

But just as he was about to expel the excess power from his sea of ​​consciousness, the "Book of Creation" that was suspended above his sea of ​​consciousness and had been severely damaged and silent for many years suddenly opened without any warning.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the part of power that Song Changsheng could not refine in a short period of time was immediately swallowed up, leaving only a very small part for him.

After doing all this, "The Wonderful Book of Creation" slowly closed and fell into silence again.

"Xiaojiu?" Song Changsheng called out tentatively, but got no response.

He originally thought that Xiaojiu had awakened from his deep sleep, but now it seems that this is not the case. It is more like a passive "foraging" of "The Book of Creation".

Although he didn't understand the principle behind it, it solved his urgent problem and there was no waste at all, which was a pleasant surprise.

However, he cannot completely relax now, as there is still a very small part left in his sea of ​​consciousness, which he needs to refine as soon as possible.

This training lasted for half a year. When Song Changsheng opened his eyes again, his sea of ​​consciousness had expanded more than twice as much as before. His soul had become extremely solid, and clear facial features had appeared on his soul. Except for his smooth body, he looked exactly like Song Changsheng.

He tried to expand his spiritual sense, and it actually covered the entire Cangmang Peak. The information he sensed was extremely clear, even the insect eggs covered by the soil were clearly visible.

"Three thousand feet..." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

This is the maximum distance that his spiritual sense can reach at present. Everything within a radius of three thousand feet can be seen clearly.

Such an exaggerated range has far exceeded the limit that a Purple Mansion cultivator can achieve, and is enough to compete with ordinary Jindan cultivators.

And these are all the benefits brought about by the strengthening of the soul and sea of ​​consciousness.

Refining the essence, refining the qi, and refining the spirit, this is the only way for a cultivator to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal. Among them, refining the spirit is particularly important. And improving the power of the soul has always been extremely difficult. After all, only a few people are lucky enough like Song Changsheng.

The growth of his soul not only allowed Song Changsheng to possess a spiritual awareness comparable to that of an early Jindan cultivator, it also comprehensively enhanced the power of his soul-related spells. For example, the [Soul-Severing Golden Sword] could now directly threaten a Jindan cultivator, giving him more capital to compete with them.

And this directly raised his future ceiling.

The growth rate of spiritual power is linked to one's own realm. When he breaks through the Jindan stage in the future, his spiritual power will increase several times on the current basis. At that time, he can directly be comparable to the middle or even late Jindan cultivators.

In the path of cultivation, the importance of the soul becomes more and more obvious as time goes by. Compared with cultivators at the same level, he has won directly at the starting line.

Reaching out to pick up the empty gem on the ground, Song Changsheng's eyes were full of exploration. When he decided to cut the gem, he never imagined that he would have such a great harvest.

This also made his curiosity about this gem reach its peak.

It’s a pity that even Zijun doesn’t know the specific origin of this thing.

After a slight regret, Song Changsheng carefully collected all the powder scattered on the ground into a jade bottle.

Although we don't know its specific material, but based on its terrifying hardness, its value is definitely not low. Adding a little bit when refining magical tools may bring unexpected gains.

"There is still half a year left..." Song Changsheng counted with his fingers and found that there were less than six months left until the wedding. The Song family had already started decorating, and the entire Cangmang Peak was filled with joy.

After thinking about it, he decided to use the remaining time to refine a special magic weapon to add a sense of ceremony to this wedding...

Three months in advance, Song Xianming led several family elders to Luoxia City to offer the betrothal gifts. Guests from afar also began to arrive one after another, including some elders from the Jindan Sect.

Jinwu Sect, Tianmai Sect, Qingyang Palace, Tianxiao Gate, Ancient God Pavilion, Muyang Valley, Daxiao Royal Family, Wanlong Chamber of Commerce...

Not only the four border realms, but also many other forces from the cultivation world came to participate. In addition to the influence of the city lord, this was also closely related to Song Changsheng himself.

Everyone wanted to have a good relationship with this legendary genius. This was something the Song family had not anticipated. Fortunately, they had made some modifications to Cangmang Peak beforehand, otherwise they would not be able to meet their needs.

Although Zhu Yiqun was far away in the Dayu cultivation world, he rushed over as quickly as possible after receiving the invitation.

After not seeing each other for many years, the two couldn't help but sigh when they met again.

Song Changsheng reached out and patted Zhu Yiqun's elastic belly, and said jokingly: "Brother Zhu has made rapid progress in cultivation over the years, and his weight has not dropped."

"Come on, how can I compare to you? I just barely broke through the early stage of Purple Mansion a few years ago. You and Yuechan are already far ahead of me." Zhu Yiqun's face was full of depression.

He was originally feeling proud of himself for having broken through to the Purple Mansion Stage, but after learning about Song Changsheng's achievements in recent years, he could no longer laugh.

Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.

That would have been fine, as he had long seen that Song Changsheng was a monster, so it was normal that he could not defeat him. But who would have known that Zhuang Yuechan could actually break through two realms in a row and leave him behind.

Sometimes he even suspected that he was practicing a fake "Dream Practice".

"Both husband and wife are monsters." Zhu Yiqun muttered secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he missed Xu Yunhe very much.

Among the few people, he has the worst talent and his cultivation has always been at the bottom. He can only find a little comfort in Xu Yunhe.

"Since you have been in Dayu all these years, why didn't you contact me? There is no news about such an important matter as breaking through the Purple Palace."

"Oh, it's hard to explain. When I left the Song family, I dreamed of traveling the world with my sword, but I was caught by the old man before I even left the territory of Da Qi.

He directly confined me inside the door and sent a female devil to watch me, saying that he would not let me leave the mountain until I understood the true meaning of the sword.

Brother, I have been through so much hardship these years, you don't know how I managed to persevere." When talking about the past, Zhu Yiqun couldn't help but shed a handful of bitter tears, it was simply not a human life.

Song Changsheng took a look at his physique weighing over 200 pounds, and deep doubt appeared in his eyes.

Feeling his gaze, Zhu Yiqun's face looked a little unnatural, and he laughed dryly and said, "Isn't this just turning grief and anger into appetite? Cultivation consumes a lot of energy, so I ate a little more.

Hey, what's that look in your eyes? Don't you believe me? "

"I'll just believe you for now. Since you're here, you can't just sit there doing nothing. I'll leave the wedding banquet to you." Song Changsheng grabbed his able-bodied man without any hesitation.

Zhu Yiqun almost jumped up when he heard this and protested loudly: "Hey, Mr. Song, are you kidding me? I'm a guest. How can you treat a guest like this?"

"Your position as family elder is still retained. As the clan leader, I am now giving you this difficult task." Song Changsheng put his hand on Zhu Yiqun's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Then I really want to thank you. It's a good thing that I rushed over here after receiving the news." Zhu Yiqun rolled his eyes, but did not continue to refuse. He just made a request: "Let me make it clear in advance that I will only be responsible for the main tables. You have to take care of the others yourself."

"Don't worry, your efforts will not be in vain. My mother has recently brewed a good wine that has not yet been released to the market. I will let you taste it first when the time comes."

"That's about right, at least ten jars."

"I'll give you twenty jars. Go to the kitchen and see if there are any ingredients missing. If you need anything, just tell someone to buy it."

"You are so successful in love, so you let your brothers work like slaves in the kitchen, right?" Zhu Yiqun walked towards the kitchen cursing.

At this time, a steward came to report: "Chief, the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce has guests."

Song Changsheng's heart moved slightly. Wanlong Chamber of Commerce, it must be Peng Siying who is here.

Sure enough, when I got to the foot of the mountain, I saw Peng Siying and Qingluan.

"Fellow Daoist Peng, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing?"

"It's all monotonous and boring. Your life is more exciting." Peng Siying said with a little envy.

Song Changsheng smiled faintly and said, "Everyone has their own way of living. If you feel bored, you might as well cultivate some hobbies for yourself and go up the mountain first."

"The scenery here is quite nice, but the quality of the spiritual vein is a little low. It's time to improve it. If you can't find a suitable geomancer, I can find one for you." Peng Siying put her hands behind her back, looked around, and winked at Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng understood the hidden meaning in her words.

If one wants to break through the Jindan stage, the spirit vein is also of utmost importance. Although the third-order spirit vein can also rely on a large spirit gathering array to meet the needs of breakthrough, it is very difficult. Once something goes wrong, there will be a situation of lack of follow-up, which is extremely dangerous.

In addition to absorbing spiritual energy to advance on their own, spiritual veins can also be advanced through human intervention, which is the fastest way.

Correspondingly, the investment required is also extremely terrifying, and it will consume a huge amount of resources and a large number of spiritual veins. Ordinary forces simply do not have the foundation to support it.

Others may not know the current strength of the Song family, but Peng Siying knows it very well because the Song family has many in-depth collaborations with the Bandung Chamber of Commerce.

A previous auction brought in tens of millions of dollars for the Song family, and they continued to sell large quantities of monster materials and spiritual materials, making millions in profits.

Coupled with the spiritual wine, a money-making tool, and the years of accumulation of spiritual charcoal, the Song family is now wealthy and powerful, and few forces in Zifu can match them. If they tighten their belts and grit their teeth, they can still cultivate a fourth-level spiritual vein.

Song Changsheng had this plan originally, but he just couldn't find a fourth-level geomancer.

As an unpopular profession among the hundred arts of cultivation, a fourth-level geomancer is extremely rare. One cannot hire one with just spirit stones; one needs connections.

Since Peng Siying had connections, he naturally had no reason to refuse, so he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Taoist."

"If you really want to thank me, take me for a good tour. I'm tired of seeing the scenery in Gusu. Da Qi has a different flavor."

"I will make sure you enjoy it."

……

In the following time, Song Changsheng had almost no free day, and spent all his time welcoming guests.

During this period, the happiest people were the cultivators of the Song family. Nearly a hundred Purple Mansion cultivators from various major cultivation circles gathered at Cangmang Peak, and the sound of lectures and discussions almost never stopped.

As the nine bells on Cangmang Peak rang, Song Changsheng led the wedding procession onto the flying boat and headed for Luoxia City...

...(End of chapter)