Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

It is said that yin cannot grow alone, yang cannot be born alone, and the intercourse between man and woman is the correct way of yin and yang in heaven and earth.

The first collision between yin and yang often produces many unexpected effects.

When Yin is excessive, supplement Yang; when Yang is excessive, supplement Yin, then Yin and Yang will work together.

As the cultivator's cultivation level continues to improve, Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang will also continue to grow stronger. When Yin and Yang blend, not only will the desires of both parties be satisfied, but their cultivation will also be significantly improved.

Therefore, some evil monks derived the art of Yin-Yang replenishment based on this. There is no distinction between good and evil in this technique. The key lies in how the controller uses it. It is also common for righteous monks to practice the "dual cultivation method", which even became a standard among Taoist couples.

The "dual cultivation" of righteous practitioners is based on equality of personality and balance of yin and yang, and benefits both parties.

This is not the case with the evil monks. They use the method of enclosing furnaces and cauldrons to perform unilateral replenishment. This method can improve faster, but it will also push people to extremes, and finally they will step by step walk into the abyss and become the rats crossing the street that everyone wants to kill.

On the happy wedding night, at the moment when Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang were completely integrated, Song Changsheng suddenly had a new understanding of the Yin and Yang, and the bottleneck he faced before was broken.

Zhuang Yuechan did not practice the art of yin and yang, but Song Changsheng's cultivation was far higher than hers. After obtaining his Yuan Yang, her cultivation level skyrocketed.

Three years ago, she could have made a breakthrough to the late Purple Mansion stage in one go, but due to her foundation problems, she suppressed herself.

In other words, her cultivation level was originally between the middle and late Purple Mansion stages, and once her cultivation level increased, it could not be stopped.

Fortunately, after several years of sedimentation, after the breakthrough, we only need to consolidate it again without worrying about affecting the foundation.

It was just a pity for the groom, Song Changsheng. He looked at Zhuang Yuechan, who was now dressed neatly and sitting cross-legged on the couch and starting to break through. He then looked at the dark night sky outside the window and felt like crying but had no tears.

He recited the Buddhist scripture left by Su Ding several times in his mind before he was able to suppress the depression and desire in his heart.

He stepped quietly down from the couch and set up many restrictions in the room to prevent Zhuang Yuechan's breakthrough from being disturbed. Then he sat cross-legged on his side and began to meditate.

In fact, after obtaining Zhuang Yuechan's essence, Song Changsheng also had the urge to break through, but it was not so strong and he forcibly suppressed it.

After all, his goal is not just to break through the Jindan stage. The quality of the Jindan is what he cares about most. If he fails to produce a top three Jindan, he will be lost in the crowd sooner or later. Now is not the best time to break through.

However, the only bottleneck in his Yin-Yang Dao had just been completely removed. What remained was just some painstaking effort, and it was only a matter of time before he reached his limit.

No one expected that the good time for the company to flourish and grow would suddenly deviate from its original track.

Seven days later, accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy, Zhuang Yuechan's cultivation level advanced further and reached the late stage of Purple Mansion.

It has been less than ten years since she woke up, and her cultivation has made several leaps. Even Song Changsheng can only look up to her at this speed. She leaves no chance for others to survive.

The improvement in her cultivation did not bring much joy to Zhuang Yuechan, as she knew very well that this was just the legacy left by True Lord Yu Shu.

The fluctuation of magic power startled Song Changsheng who was in the second bedroom. Seeing her standing by the window staring at the scenery outside in a daze, he couldn't help but go forward and hug her, whispering, "What are you looking at?"

Zhuang Yuechan pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and shook her head slightly, "Nothing, I'm just a little uncomfortable."

"Come with me." Song Changsheng took her hand and led her into the yard.

With a gentle wave of the hand, abundant vitality emerges and falls into the bare flower bed.

The next moment, something magical happened. Countless young buds broke through the soft soil and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Peonies of various colors bloomed on the branches, releasing a light and elegant fragrance.

For a moment, they seemed to be surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Zhuang Yuechan's eyes. She squatted down and looked at the phoenix-tail peony in front of her, and said happily: "Is this the peony in my yard?"

"I didn't expect you to recognize it at first sight. This is the seed I specially asked Senior Sister for. Do you like it?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan was moved, and caressed the petals lovingly, saying, "Ordinary peonies have a short blooming period, withering and blooming once a year. Apart from my yard, I guess they can only be found in the mortal world."

"Reincarnation never stops, and the way of life is in it. After seeing those beautiful spiritual flowers, this ordinary peony has a special flavor.

It's a pity that after I forced it to grow faster, its flowering period may be even shorter." Song Changsheng said with regret.

"They will leave seeds, and when the next spring comes, it will be a new beginning." Zhuang Yuechan said slowly leaning in Song Changsheng's arms.

Song Changsheng looked around and picked out the most beautiful white peony. He picked it up and gently inserted it into her hair. The flower matched the beauty, and with the nourishment of magic power, the peony looked more vivid than before.

"So lovely."

Zhuang Yuechan couldn't help but said coquettishly: "Just admire it, why do you have to break it off?"

“Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches.

Here, they may wither tomorrow, but if they are broken off and nourished with spiritual water, they can at least last for half a month."

"Wrong logic." Zhuang Yuechan snorted.

Little did he know that this innocent look once again aroused Song Changsheng's anger. Coupled with the resentment from the wedding night, he directly hugged Zhuang Yuechan by the waist, patted her hips lightly, and said "viciously": "Then I will let you know what is right."

After saying that, he walked through the flowers and strode towards the bedroom.

The burning sensation immediately made her face blush. She punched him on the chest a few times with her fist and said in a whisper, "It's not even dark yet."

"It will be dark soon." Song Changsheng muttered in reply.

Looking at the rising sun, Zhuang Yuechan's mind went blank...

As it was his first time experiencing sex, Song Changsheng was worried that he would not be able to handle it, so he did not go too far. When the sky turned pale, he let Zhuang Yuechan go despite her pleas for mercy.

At this time, Song Changsheng was still as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger, but Zhuang Yuechan was a little exhausted.

Playing with the beautiful woman's hair in his hands, he still felt a little unsatisfied and his eyes could not stop moving up and down.

Sensing his extremely aggressive gaze, Zhuang Yuechan was frightened and quickly "escaped" from his clutches, dressing herself as quickly as possible.

Seeing this situation, Song Changsheng was a little amused, but he also understood that the intensity yesterday was indeed a bit too high.

Feeling a faint pain in her body, Zhuang Yuechan glared at Song Changsheng angrily, then took his clothes and reluctantly changed them for him.

Enjoying his wife's tenderness, Song Changsheng became serious for a rare moment. He cleared his throat and said, "It's time to go back to Luoxia to pay respect to Master. We can't break the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard in the chest. Zhuang Yuechan said angrily: "It's all because of you. It's already past the time."

Adhering to the principle of doing whatever his wife says, Song Changsheng "swallowed his anger in silence" and dared not say a word.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door, and Zhu Yiqun said from outside: "Ahem, hey, I think you two should stop doing this, young people should learn to be restrained."

It was obvious that he had misunderstood something, but men usually chose to accept it when it came to this kind of thing.

It was not until he felt the "murderous aura" coming from beside him that he realized something was wrong. He quickly said, "This fat guy is just talking nonsense. I'm going to shut him up right now." Before he finished speaking, he felt a hand pinching the soft flesh around his waist...

A quarter of an hour later, Song Changsheng rubbed his waist and opened the door.

This action naturally fell into Zhu Yiqun's eyes. He glanced at Zhuang Yuechan's somewhat unnatural gait behind him, and immediately gave Song Changsheng a thumbs up.

Song Changsheng got angry when he saw him now. He resisted the urge to beat him to death and said angrily, "Why are you yelling so early in the morning? We have been practicing these days. What are you thinking?"

He said this with confidence, but Zhuang Yuechan felt a little guilty after hearing it.

"So it's cultivation. I understand. I understand." Zhu Yiqun smiled, and he looked vulgar no matter how he looked at him.

"You're a single guy, you don't know shit." Song Changsheng rolled his eyes: "Why are you here so early in the morning?"

When it comes to business, Zhu Yiqun put away his smile and said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"You're leaving again?" Song Changsheng frowned slightly, looked at him sincerely and said, "Yi Qun, don't leave this time, stay and help me."

"Yes, we have only met again after decades. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Please stay." Zhuang Yuechan also tried to persuade him to stay.

"The Song family is now thriving, with many talented people. With you two here, ordinary Jindan Zhenren can't threaten you. What difference does it make whether I stay or not?

In comparison, Yunhe needs me more.

I have decided to go to Daxiao."

Zhu Yiqun’s expression was more serious than ever before: “I’m going to Daxiao and bring Yunhe back.

We in the Ancient Sword Sect are used to being hunted down, so we are not afraid of trouble."

At this moment, Song Changsheng seemed to be meeting this old brother of seventy years for the first time.

Having said that, he knew he couldn't change his mind, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I won't stop you, but you have to have a farewell drink, right?"

"Why do I need wine to see you off? You are enough." Zhu Yiqun bowed solemnly and said, "I will send you a message when I find Yunhe. If you want to find me, go to Gujianmen to find my senior sister.

My old man has some tricks up his sleeve. I have sent him a message asking him to keep an eye out for news about my eldest nephew. I hope it will be of some use."

At this point, he smiled wickedly and said, "You two should hurry up and give me a nephew before he breaks through the Golden Core Stage. I will come back to drink with you then."

"Let's send you off."

"I won't refuse your words."

Song Changsheng and his wife sent him all the way to Wangyue Market, and let him take the space teleportation array to Sifang City, which could at least save him about a month.

"The road is long and the mountains are high, take care of yourself."

"You too."

The three of them said goodbye reluctantly.

After watching him walk into the space teleportation array, the couple went back to Luoxia City to pay a visit to their senior teachers.

Seeing that Zhuang Yuechan's cultivation had improved again, Niu Dazhuang suddenly felt a little unbalanced. He had practiced diligently for so many years and had only reached the middle stage of Purple Mansion, but Zhuang Yuechan surpassed him easily. It was true that people will die if compared with others, and goods will be thrown away if compared with others. Good talent is not as good as good opportunity.

"It turns out that there is no way out by just burying one's head in hard practice. I still have to seek opportunities." Niu Dazhuang thought secretly.

"You should be preparing to go into seclusion, right?" Shen Qingxiu personally poured a cup of tea for Song Changsheng.

"I do have this plan, but I'm not fully prepared yet. Besides, I also want to spend more time with Yuechan."

"I know what you're thinking. It's always a good thing to calm down, but time isn't waiting for us. Take a look at this first." Shen Qingxiu sighed and handed a jade slip to Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng took it and looked at it, and found that it was filled with battle reports.

"Two years ago, the Ghost Hand Hall of Lu's cultivation world was destroyed overnight. No one in the entire sect survived, and the murderer is unknown."

"Two years ago, the Shen family of the Great Chu cultivation world was destroyed by an unknown force. A large amount of thunder aura remained at the scene. The murderer is suspected to be the Thunder King Palace."

"A year and a half ago, the Tianxian Pass of the Great Xiao Cultivation Realm was breached by the barbarians, causing heavy losses. Currently, a Jindan-level war has broken out."

"A year ago, Shura Valley in Lu's cultivation world suddenly rose up and attacked and destroyed the Blood Soul Pavilion."

"Half a year ago, the Li family in the Great Chu cultivation world was attacked and destroyed, and the murderer is suspected to be the Guxian Sect."

……

The more I read, the more frightened I became. All the forces mentioned in these battle reports were, without exception, Purple Mansion forces.

He knew some of this information, but he didn't know much more.

Although the change of power is normal, the destruction of so many Purple Mansion forces at one time has never happened before.

From the words between the lines of these battle reports, he vaguely saw an invisible net covering him, which made his back chill.

Only at this moment did he understand why Shen Qingxiu, contrary to her usual practice, urged him to break through. The current situation in the southwest was becoming increasingly severe.

In troubled times, only a strong force can protect oneself. Luoxia City now urgently needs an ally like the Song family to stand up and share the pressure with them.

"I understand what you mean." Song Changsheng felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

The couple returned to Cangmang Peak, both looking a little worried.

"If love between two people is long-lasting, why does it matter if they are together day and night? We have a long time to live together, so there is no need to worry about the present." Zhuang Yuechan held Song Changsheng's broad big hand tightly and said softly.

Song Changsheng said nothing, but just held her hand tightly...

In the following time, everyone obviously found that Song Changsheng was much more anxious to do things. He first urged the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce to send materials for upgrading the mountain protection formation.

Then he asked Peng Siying to make an appointment with a fourth-rank geomancer to prepare to upgrade the spiritual veins of Cangmang Peak.

This also affected the Song family, and the frequency of monks going out for training and retreating increased significantly.

Song Lutong and Song Qingxi announced successively that they had broken through to the Purple Palace through seclusion.

The storm is coming...

...(End of chapter)