Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

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After returning to Cangmang Peak from the Wutong small world, Song Changsheng did not alarm anyone, and did not even expand his spiritual sense. He directly entered the special retreat room that was built in advance with black gold.

This was the technology that Jian Wushuang used when he broke through. Afterwards, in order to calm the anger of the two sects and one city, the Tianjian Sect took the initiative to hand over the relevant technology.

The Song family also took advantage of Luoxia City and made a copy.

They already had a large black gold mine in Xiangzhou. In the past, the Tianjian Sect had purchased a lot of it and they had stockpiled a lot of it. They didn't have to worry about the materials at all. It was built a long time ago, and now it was finally time for it to come in handy.

Song Changsheng took out the Buddhist scripture left by Su Ding and began to recite it silently in his heart. He wanted to adjust himself to the best state and drive away all distracting thoughts in his mind and heart in order to face the next challenge.

It is very difficult to achieve a state of complete selflessness. The more you experience, the more you think, and the more difficult it is to calm your mind.

Therefore, during the thirty years of his seclusion, he did not receive any external information, and even did not contact anyone after he came back, all in order to be able to better enter this state.

So many things could have happened in thirty years, including so many heartbreaking news. He could only choose this self-deceiving way to escape.

Song Changsheng recited the sutra countless times, and gradually, his mind began to clear.

Song Yulong, Song Lutong, Song Changan, Song Qingxi, Song Luyun, Song Qingyun…Xia Yunxue, Song Xianming, Xu Yunhe, Zhu Yiqun.

He temporarily expelled each person from his mind one by one, until only one person was left, who failed to do it despite countless attempts.

Because they are connected in mind and cannot be driven away or forgotten.

In the end, Song Changsheng felt relieved and said softly, "In that case, let us go through this journey together as husband and wife."

After saying that, he put down the Buddhist scripture in his hand, took out the [Golden Pill] from his arms, wrapped it with magic power and held it in his mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, and all the aura in his body was restrained. The black and white energy surrounded his body, forming two black and white fish swimming behind him, and finally turning into a Tai Chi diagram.

Then another ray of sharp sword energy burst out from his body and wandered around his body.

Then, five rays of light - blue, red, yellow, white and black - bloomed behind his head, making the entire secret room colorful.

There was also a vibrant vitality overflowing from his body, and the echo of endless life was in his ears.

Countless brilliant scriptures and laws of Tao appeared alternately, making Song Changsheng look like a god. It was rare for an ordinary person with his level of cultivation to master even one of them, but he not only mastered all of them, but also had a high level of attainment in them. Such understanding was terrifying.

With each breath, Song Changsheng had completely eliminated his distracting thoughts and entered an unprecedented state of clarity.

Magical power was surging endlessly in the meridians. The Purple Mansion Furnace was madly absorbing the spiritual energy from the spring, and the purple fire was burning brighter than ever before.

Song Changsheng's black and white Dao foundation moved from the lower dantian to the middle dantian, and was put into the purple palace furnace, where it began to be tempered and sublimated...

Outside the retreat room, Zhuang Yuechan, dressed in a plain dress, came to the retreat room, reached out and gently wiped the dust off the black gold door, and whispered softly: "Even if you can hide it from everyone, how can you hide it from me?

Everything is fine in the family, you don't have to worry.

I only hope that you can break free from the shackles and soar into the sky like a dragon lurking in the abyss. I will always be here with you until that day comes."

……

Zhuang Yuechan sat cross-legged outside the retreat room like this, standing still as spring came and autumn went, cold and hot, and rain and snow changed throughout the seasons.

The two people's thoughts are intertwined, you are in me and I am in you.

An unknown number of days and nights had passed. With a slight fluctuation of magical power, her aura began to rise steadily, and she actually broke through the state of Purple Mansion Great Perfection on her own, but she remained motionless.

Until a loud thunderclap sounded, and the clear sky was suddenly covered by thick leaden clouds, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight. The sky looked like a naughty child had splashed ink on it, and it instantly became pitch black, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face.

"scoff"

A huge lightning bolt that spanned thousands of miles streaked across the sky, illuminating half of the sky as if it were daytime.

"Rumble"

A moment later, a loud thunder exploded in the clouds, deafening.

A destructive force was brewing in the thunderclouds. The birds and beasts on the ground seemed to have anticipated something and began to look around anxiously.

"Snapped"

A bolt of lightning fell vertically from the sky, directly shattering a small hill. Amidst the flying rubble, all living creatures began to flee frantically.

"What a strong thunderstorm, what's going on?"

The Song family monks on Cangmang Peak were alarmed by the horrifying scene. They walked out of their rooms one after another, looking up at the sky, their expressions filled with uneasiness.

"After forty years, has this day finally arrived?"

A group of Song family elders surrounded Song Luyun and walked out of the General Affairs Hall, their faces full of excitement. They knew very well what the scene before them meant.

Song Xianming floated down the mountain and looked at the increasingly fierce thunderclouds. He said solemnly, "Immediately activate the mountain protection formation. Everyone move down the mountain as quickly as possible."

Hearing this, all the elders were suddenly awakened, because the heavenly calamity does not recognize anyone.

"Everyone, act separately and make sure to notify everyone, including the monks in seclusion. They must evacuate within one stick of incense time." Song Luyun said hurriedly.

Song Xianming quickly added: "Immediately notify all the Purple Mansion cultivators stationed outside the family to return home, and the skyship will be launched to prevent rioters from causing trouble."

"As ordered!"

Everyone began to notify the tribesmen to evacuate in an orderly manner, while Song Luyun said worriedly, "What if a Jindan cultivator comes?"

"Then let's fight to the death." Song Xianming's tone was calm, but full of determination.

……

Just as the Song family was urgently evacuating and recalling their members, everything that had happened in Lingzhou had already spread like wildfire through various channels.

Jinwu Sect, Jinyang Peak.

Bai Zimo slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to summon a slender flying sword, and the whole person turned into a sword light and soared into the sky.

Quanzhou, Lingyun Peak. Bai Yan, dressed in a smart outfit, disappeared over Lingyun Peak in just three or two steps.

In Bingzhou, a place rarely visited by people, a figure of extraordinary elegance walked out of a thatched cottage in the middle of a lake. She moved lightly with lotus steps, stepping on the lake waves. The space was slightly distorted, and the next moment she appeared thousands of miles away...

In addition to these people, countless monks who received the news rushed to Lingzhou, and undercurrents surged for a while.

At this time, the entire Song family had evacuated, and only Song Changsheng was left within a hundred miles of Cangmang Peak.

The leaden clouds in the sky became increasingly thick and low, as if they were within reach.

Endless thunder was surging in it, roaring like Thor.

The mountain protection formation of Cangmang Peak is already operating at overload. After Song Changsheng's continuous upgrades, this formation is many times stronger than the Tianjian Sect's [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect Formation]. This will definitely be a major support for Song Changsheng to break through the Jindan stage.

The first heavenly thunder had already begun to brew deep in the thunder tribulation, and everyone was watching nervously.

"My husband will definitely get through this safely. You must have faith in him, mother." Zhuang Yuechan supported Xia Yunxue and comforted her softly.

Xia Yunxue was full of worries, but after hearing her words, she relaxed a little. Her son has always been a person who is good at creating miracles.

But where she couldn't see, Zhuang Yuechan's pink fists were clenched tightly, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and warm blood was dripping along the lines of her palms.

The closer you are to that step, the more you will understand the horror of the heavenly calamity.

Moreover, Song Changsheng's calamity cloud has clearly exceeded normal levels.

God is jealous of talented people. God is jealous of talented people.

She wasn't sure whether Song Changsheng could survive this.

At this moment, the mountain protection formation suddenly stopped working for some unknown reason.

"What's going on?" Song Xianming was shocked and angry. According to the previously preset plan, the mountain protection formation was used to withstand the first and even the second thunder tribulation, and the black gold retreat room that was built at a huge cost was used to withstand the third thunder tribulation.

Song Changsheng has the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] in his hand, which has a high probability of withstanding two thunder tribulations. Coupled with the [Jie Jindan], the success rate is still very considerable.

If something goes wrong with the mountain protection formation, the risk will increase greatly.

Just when Song Xianming was about to risk returning to Cangmang Peak to restart the formation, he saw a tall figure ascending step by step into the sky, with his green robe fluttering, facing the violent calamity clouds.

"Give birth to a child?" Song Xianming's expression changed slightly. Song Changsheng was equivalent to giving up all defenses.

"I was the one who closed the formation." Song Changsheng's clear and confident voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

"Why is it so?" Song Xianming frowned, and everyone present was also puzzled. The heavenly calamity was fierce, and shutting down the mountain protection formation would not be asking for trouble?

“When my grandson watched Sect Master Jian Wushuang’s breakthrough, he was full of doubts. Sect Master Jian was so talented and well prepared, so why did he fail so completely?
This question has troubled me for a long time and even left a little shadow in my heart.

I have always believed that Sect Master Jian was not well prepared, so I mobilized the entire clan to try my best to increase my odds and formulated a seemingly perfect plan to build up my confidence.

It was not until yesterday that my grandson suddenly realized that the reason why Sect Master Jian failed was not because he was not well prepared, but because he was too well prepared.

Fear of failure and death are contrary to the path he is pursuing.

When a swordsman loses his invincible heart of pursuing the Tao, defeat is only a matter of time.

I am not a pure swordsman, but I also have the ambition to achieve immortality, and who else but me can do it?

Heavenly tribulation is not a punishment, but a test from heaven, and it is a test that one must go through on the road to becoming the king.

You can hide for a while, but you can't deceive yourself forever.

I am here today to prove my invincibility with the heavenly tribulation. Even if my body turns to ashes and I do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, I am happy with it!"

Song Changsheng's voice became more and more passionate and deafening, as if he was challenging the way of heaven.

When the last sentence came out, all the cowardice in him was shattered at that moment.

"boom"

There was a muffled thunder in the calamity cloud, as if responding to Song Changsheng's audacity.

Everyone present was shocked by Song Changsheng's remarks, because this meant that Song Changsheng would survive this thunder tribulation without relying on any external force.

What self-confidence and arrogance this is.

In the long history of Da Qi, there were only a handful of people who dared to do this, and even fewer who succeeded. Life is only once, no one dares to gamble, and relying on external forces to break through seems to have become a consensus.

Yes, relying on external forces can increase the chances of a successful breakthrough, but correspondingly, you will also lose valuable training.

The truth is fair. The more you experience, the more you will be given in the end.

“If he can really do it, he will be on par with the geniuses of the great sects recorded in ancient books.” An old and frail monk sighed sincerely, perhaps they were witnessing a historic moment.

At this moment, a sword light flashed across the sky.

Song Qingxing, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly drew his sword and stood up, blocking the sword light, and said fearlessly: "Master, stop!"

"Interesting, aren't you afraid that I can kill you with a snap of my fingers?" Bai Zimo held the sword in both hands and said lightly.

"At least I can stop you for a while." Song Qingxing said calmly.

"You are quite courageous." Bai Zimo raised his eyebrows, but did not move forward. He just looked at Song Changsheng in the air calmly.

The powerful sword intent he unintentionally released made everyone present feel like a thorn in their side.

Everyone was guessing the real person's purpose.

"You are here early, fellow Daoist."

At this time, Bai Yan came in the air with a jade bottle in her hand, and her aura seemed to be in direct confrontation with Bai Zimo.

Zhuang Yuechan flew into the air and bowed respectfully to the two masters. Then she said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "It is an honor for our clan to have you two masters here in person. However, it is not convenient to welcome you at this time. Please forgive me."

Bai Yan smiled slightly and said, "Not only has your cultivation progressed rapidly over the years, you have also acquired the aura of a clan matriarch. I am here only to watch you transcend the tribulation, so you don't have to be nervous."

After that, she cast her gaze towards the sky and said, "Since the Grand City Lord is here, why doesn't he show up and have a chat?"

"My beloved disciple is about to break through, so he can't be as idle as you two fellow Taoists." Mu Guibai came tearing through the thunderclouds and said in a flat tone.

He had been here to protect Song Changsheng when Song Changsheng officially went into seclusion to break through, and it has been ten years now.

The three legs standing in a tripod in the air made the cultivators watching below secretly gasp in amazement. Jian Wushuang did not receive such treatment when he broke through.

"Master." Seeing Mu Guibai appear, Zhuang Yuechan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let Changsheng get through the tribulation with peace of mind. I, the master, am here and will not let anyone get past me." Mu Guibai's voice was full of confidence, but he was not saying this to Bai Zimo and Bai Yan, but to someone else.

"Grand City Lord, are you targeting me?" Spirit Eyes slowly emerged from the clouds, his voice was ethereal and crisp, and he showed no fear even when facing three cultivators of the same level at the same time.

A thunderstorm is about to strike, and no one dares to take action at this time.

All the cultivators of the Song family changed color when they saw her. After all, the ferocious power of Lingmou in the past was still vivid in their minds.

"The remnants of the evil sect actually dare to show up. Aren't they afraid that they will never return?" Bai Zimo said in a cold voice. The precious sword in his arms was slightly unsheathed, releasing endless sharpness.

There was also a fierce light in Bai Yan's eyes.

Lingmou was calm and fearless, and said calmly: "I don't think you would be so unwise as to take action under the heavenly tribulation, right?"

"Hmph." Bai Zimo snorted coldly and sheathed his sword. Now was definitely not the time to take action.

Song Changsheng naturally couldn't have failed to notice the four Jindan Zhenren confronting each other in the air, but he was no longer in the mood to pay attention to them. The heavenly tribulation had already locked onto his aura, and this feeling was all too familiar.

This is not the first time he has faced a catastrophe.

The fourth time to be exact.

There is no doubt that this time is the most dangerous, but since he dares to stand here, he is ready to face everything.

"boom--"

Electric snakes danced wildly in the calamity clouds, and a purple bolt of lightning thicker than an adult's arm came crashing down as everyone watched nervously. The aura it released was terrifying.

Looking at the thunder falling from the sky, Song Changsheng did not choose to passively take the beating, but instead put his fingers together like a sword and slashed out with one blow.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, the first bolt of heavenly thunder dissipated directly, and the sword energy continued to move forward, almost tearing a hole in the calamity cloud, but it was soon covered by a thicker calamity cloud.

The calamity clouds rolled and the thunder roared. It seemed that it felt provoked. The aura emitted by the calamity clouds became more and more terrifying.
"boom"

Another bolt of lightning descended, and this time it turned directly into gold.

You know, Jian Wushuang turned golden only when he faced the fifth thunder. Song Changsheng enjoyed the same treatment when it was only the second thunder. And not just one, but three thunders fell in succession at the same time.

For a moment, the entire sky was painted in dazzling gold.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the other cultivators watching, even Bai Zimo couldn't help but gasp: "What level of heavenly tribulation did he bring down?"

"This boy's potential is truly amazing." Lingmou was secretly shocked. Song Changsheng's growth was somewhat beyond her expectations, and the original plan was completely useless.

"It's not enough!" Song Changsheng shouted loudly and took the initiative to meet the three thunders.

"Boom"

In an instant, Song Changsheng's tiny body was directly swallowed up by the golden ocean of thunder, and the hearts of all the Song family members tightened at this moment.

After a moment, the ocean of thunder dissipated, but Song Changsheng was still standing in the air.

The clothes on his body had long since turned to ashes, and his entire body was burnt, with not an inch of healthy flesh left.

A vibrant vitality emerged in his body. The burn scars on his body began to fall off in large chunks. The flesh and blood under the skin were clearly visible, but new flesh and blood were soon generated.

"The true meaning of life." There was a gleam of light in Bai Yan's eyes. She herself was proficient in this and could see at a glance the powerful attainments of Song Changsheng in this area. As far as she knew, this was not Song Changsheng's major field.

"boom--"

Without leaving much time to breathe, the fifth thunder roared in the air.

This is a red-gold thunder, and its power is the sum of the previous thunders.

"Come!" Song Changsheng roared like a beast and raised his fist to meet the thunder directly.

"boom"

Song Changsheng was hit hard and coughed up blood in the air. He fell heavily like a bird with broken wings, and directly razed a small hill to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yunxue almost fainted. Fortunately, Zhuang Yuechan injected her with magic power in time to keep her going.

The falling Song Changsheng did not make any sound until a light rain began to fall from the sky. The drizzle was like silk, falling on the ground. The earth, which had been ravaged by thunder and turned into scorched earth, came back to life again, and the vegetation grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Heaven is compassionate. After a cultivator passes through the fifth thunder tribulation, there will be sweet rain to help heal his wounds.

Song Changsheng's body, which was covered with cracks, greedily absorbed the rain from the sky, and his injuries recovered rapidly.
A moment later, he climbed out of the deep pit and stood under the sky again. There was only the will to fight rising in his eyes, without any fear of death.

"Come again!"

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The Heavenly Dao responded with practical action. This time it was four red-gold thunderbolts. The moment they exploded, it was truly like the end of the world.

"Four heavenly thunders fell at the same time. Could it be that..." While Mu Guibai was shocked, he also had an extremely bold guess in his mind.

Song Changsheng was once again submerged by thunder. The fierce electric current flowed through his whole body. Every cell in his body was constantly being destroyed and regenerated by the thunder.

"Yin and Yang flow, and the universe moves!"

With his teeth clenched, Song Changsheng played a trump card he had prepared for decades.

A huge Tai Chi diagram appeared in the air. The Sun and the Moon, which were covered by the calamity clouds, seemed to be pulled in. The Yin and Yang energies swept down and enveloped Song Changsheng.

The thunders around him were peeled off bit by bit, slowly moving towards the Tai Chi diagram in the air, and finally directly returned them to the robbery cloud.

"Successful?" Everyone widened their eyes. The nine heavenly thunders were common sense. Although the process was unexpected, it was a fact that Song Changsheng had withstood the nine heavenly thunders without the help of any external objects. This was enough to leave a significant mark in the history of Da Qi.

But at this moment, someone discovered that something seemed to be wrong. Nine heavenly thunders had fallen, but there was no rain from the sky, and the calamity clouds showed no sign of disappearing. Instead, an even more terrifying aura was brewing.

"That is... the tenth heavenly thunder. There is still a tenth heavenly thunder!"

This exclamation set off the whole audience. The tenth heavenly thunder was something that only appeared in legends.

Looking at Song Changsheng's crumbling body, everyone couldn't help but feel doubtful. In his current state, could he still withstand this legendary thunder?
"The tenth heavenly thunder..." Song Changsheng's throat felt dry. This was something he had not expected.

However, there was not the slightest fear in his heart, but instead endless courage was growing.

Just as he said before, he has the ambition to achieve immortality and be invincible. It is only the tenth heavenly thunder, and he can just pass it!
"Come!" Song Changsheng shouted unyieldingly.

The last thunder fell in response. It was a completely black thunder, without any powerful power. It struck Song Changsheng's soul directly silently.

"what--"

Song Changsheng let out a howl of extreme pain that pierced the sky. Veins on his forehead were exposed. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture he was suffering.

He felt his vitality was draining away.

"Give birth to a child." Xia Yunxue called out in a hoarse voice with tears in her eyes.

"Clan leader!"

The Song clan members shouted in unison.

Perhaps their calling worked, Song Changsheng gradually regained consciousness, his teeth trembling as he tried his best to refine the heavenly thunder in his body.

The purple mansion furnace in the body roared endlessly, madly absorbing the laws and rhymes contained in the heavenly tribulation to refine the golden elixir.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the Purple Mansion Furnace stopped working. A round pill shining with golden light slowly flew out of it, hovering above the Purple Mansion Furnace, swallowing up the surrounding spiritual energy.

"crash"

The long-awaited rain finally fell at this moment, washing away the remaining evil spirit in the air, and the scorched earth regained its vitality.

The calamity clouds gradually dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky. All the light was focused on the figure in the sky, shining brightly...

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