Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"My esteemed master, what I have condensed is the [Great Dao Golden Pill] of twelve cyclones." Song Changsheng replied respectfully.

Feng Changqing's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and he quickly asked, "What avenue?"

"My disciple's major is the [Yin Yang Avenue], and his golden elixir also appears in black and white. Perhaps it is the [Yin Yang Avenue]?" Song Changsheng was not very sure about this, as it had touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.

"【Law of Yin and Yang】, 【Law of Yin and Yang】... Is this God's will?" Feng Changqing murmured softly, with a flickering light in his eyes.

At this moment, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt in his heart. Was what he saw in front of him really just a projection?

"I don't quite understand, Master, please explain it to me."

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. If one day you are able to step onto the top of this world, I will naturally tell you. These are some of my insights into the laws of the great way. You should comprehend them carefully and don't slack off."

Feng Changqing's finger gently touched the center of Song Changsheng's eyebrows. A dazzling light flashed, and a huge amount of information instantly flooded into Song Changsheng's mind.

[Sword Dao], [Space Dao], [Yin Yang Dao], [Five Elements Dao], [Thunder Dao], [Power Dao]...

Song Changsheng was dazzled by the various insights into the laws.

“My understanding of the laws of the Dao is many and varied, but each one has reached the limit of this world.

People often say that if you bite off more than you can chew, you will never be able to digest it. Among the three thousand great principles, only choose one.

But I don't think so. Mediocrities have their own way of cultivation, and geniuses have their own way of cultivation. One cannot achieve great things by following the rules. It is only because most people in this world are mediocre that these remarks become popular.

My disciple, the road to immortality is not an easy one. Only by doing what ordinary people cannot do can you achieve what ordinary people cannot achieve. Remember, remember." Feng Changqing said seriously.

These novel remarks greatly shocked Song Changsheng. After reading all the classics in the world, he found that no one had such confidence and courage to encompass everything in the world.

But Feng Changqing has it, and he has succeeded, so he is also qualified to say these words.

"Disciple will gladly accept your instruction." Song Changsheng bowed solemnly. At this moment, he already had a very clear understanding of how to proceed in the future.

"You are a teachable young man. As my disciple, I hope you can surpass me. Don't be like your useless senior brothers who work hard all day and end up being my shadow, wasting their talents in vain."

Sure enough, no matter how powerful they are, when they mention their disciples, they always feel disappointed in them, even immortals are no exception.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was about to make a few excuses for his brothers whom he had never met before, but he saw Feng Changqing with his hands behind his back, sighing: "Sometimes I also think that this may be the result of my excessive interference, and gradually I have lost the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Until I met you, we, as master and disciple, were in two different worlds, which could prevent you from being interfered with by me to the greatest extent.

You are like a seed planted casually by the teacher. Whether it will grow into a weed or a towering tree depends entirely on your own luck. After experiencing more wind and rain, you may be able to achieve unexpected results.

Your current achievements have shown me that you have the potential to grow into a towering tree."

Having said this, Feng Changqing's tone finally showed a hint of relief.

"Master, you are too kind. I am far behind you, my brothers."

Feng Changqing smiled, and then said: "Okay, I don't have much time, you must remember what I am going to say next. This is related to your future path, and you must not ignore it."

"Please give me some instructions, Master." Song Changsheng immediately pricked up his ears. What happened before was just incidental, and what was coming next was the key point.

"To the west of the human cultivation world, near the Hengduan Mountains, there is a wide river called 'Canglan'.

Go south along the Canglan River to find a place called the Abyss. It is a special area formed by a special space crack that connects to foreign lands.

There is a seed deep in its core. I need you to bring it back and use the [Essence of Heaven and Earth] to water it and help it grow. It will be of great use in the future.

This was deduced by the master with the help of the power of heaven when he ascended to heaven. There may be some deviations in the details, but generally speaking, it should be correct."

"Abyss, foreign land?"

Song Changsheng was a little confused for a moment. He knew about the abyss, but what about the connection with the foreign land? He also had to find seeds. Now two full epochs have passed since Feng Changqing's era. What kind of seeds could exist for so long? He needed the help of the power of heaven to deduce it.

He quickly briefly described the current world situation, and then said puzzledly: "Master, the abyss is now also within the territory of our human race. Although it contains great terror, I have never heard of any invasion by foreign races.

Moreover, one of my disciples has gone deep into it twice and escaped unscathed each time. Is there any deviation in this?"

Song Changsheng was nervous, as it was no small matter when it came to alien races, and he had to get things clear. The cultivation world of Da Qi and the cultivation world of Lu were separated by mountains, and if something really happened, both would be in danger, so how could he stay out of it?

"Since your junior has been in there, didn't he find anything?"

Song Changsheng thought about it briefly and was suddenly shocked. According to Song Qingxing's description, there seemed to be many strange creatures that he had never heard of. At that time, he just thought they were a special race hidden in the abyss, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

"It seems that you already have the answer in your mind. The alien race is the origin of the catastrophe, but it is not the end. The time span is too long. My cultivation was not good enough at the beginning, so I did not deduce the exact time, but it should not be too far away.

With the existence of a space barrier, alien races will not be able to invade the Ziyu Realm so easily. This is not something you need to worry about at this time, but you must take out the seed as soon as possible before the catastrophe strikes.

Once the space barrier is breached, it will be difficult for you to get it with your cultivation level." Feng Changqing said solemnly.

Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little heavy. Looking at the history of Ziyu Realm, all the events that could be described as "catastrophe" were crises of world destruction. Does this indicate that there will be another catastrophe in the future of Ziyu Realm?

"Disciple respects Master's teachings."

"But you still have questions?"

Song Changsheng waved his hand and drew a map, saying, "This is a map of the abyss that I, your junior, got by chance. I wonder if Master can point out the approximate location of the seed?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Changqing just glanced at it and shook his head, saying, "This is just the most superficial map. It is far from reaching the core of the abyss. You only need to keep going deeper to find the seed. As for the appearance of the seed, you will recognize it as soon as you see it."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He originally thought that he could save some trouble, but now it seems that he was overthinking.

"Master, two epochs have passed. Could that seed really still exist?" This was the point he doubted the most.

"That seed is extremely special and will not be destroyed, but it may be taken away by other people. It depends on your luck. At least so far, the seed has not grown yet and it is likely to still be there. Your current cultivation is still a little poor. It is very risky to go deep into the abyss. It is best to wait until your cultivation is stronger before going. Don't rush." ​​Feng Changqing advised solemnly.

"Disciple will do what he can." Song Changsheng would naturally not joke about his own life.

Feng Changqing looked at him and said with a faint smile: "Don't you want to know why your master asked you to take such a big risk to get a seed?"

"If the time is right, Master will naturally inform his disciple." Song Changsheng responded respectfully.

"Hahaha, you are a teachable young man, much better than your blockheaded brothers. Everything you want to know is already in this ball of light. When you have enough cultivation, all your doubts will be answered."

Feng Changqing's voice became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared from Song Changsheng's sight. He also felt the world spinning before his eyes, and he directly exited that strange space.

Song Changsheng opened his eyes and what came into view was the familiar layout of his room. He rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired.

Perhaps because this exchange lasted longer, the consumption of spiritual power was far greater than before.

Of course, it may also be because the amount of information received at one time is too huge.

[Hongmeng Golden Pill], Soul Clan Emperor, Abyss, Alien Clan, Catastrophe...

One new thing after another kept hitting him.

"When will the world ever be truly peaceful?" Song Changsheng sighed quietly. After breaking through the Jindan stage, the pressure on him not only did not ease, but became even heavier, almost suffocating him.

Although he said so, Song Changsheng knew in his heart that there has never been true peace in this world. The only way now is to improve his own strength as quickly as possible. Only in this way can he cope with all the dramatic changes in the future.

"Oh, right, [Soul Incarnation]." Song Changsheng then remembered Feng Changqing's previous instructions.

He thought about it in his heart and soon remembered the method.

"Severing one's own soul..."

After reading the whole article, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel sorry for the great man who created this magical power. It takes courage for ordinary people to operate on their own soul. If something goes wrong, at best the soul will be severely damaged and they will become an idiot, at worst the soul will collapse and they will die on the spot.

At that time, it was not like now. Various cultivation methods have become mature. Not to mention the soul, there were even people who operated on their own origins.

"Let me see what is so unique about this magical power." Song Changsheng recovered a little, then held his breath and concentrated, sinking his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​consciousness again, and began to condense the "Soul-Slaying Sword"...

Just when Song Changsheng was in seclusion and beheading his soul, the news of his breakthrough to the Jindan stage began to spread wildly through various channels. A Jindan cultivator who was less than 150 years old was enough to challenge the legendary geniuses of the major sects. Countless cultivators began to rush to the Da Qi cultivation world just to see Song Changsheng's true appearance with their own eyes.

Many monks who were unable to arrive in time due to the long journey sighed with regret...

"Miss, Elder Song has broken through to the Golden Core Stage."

In Sifang City, in Peng Siying's boudoir, Hongluan presented the information she had just obtained with both hands.

"Really?" Peng Siying's face lit up with joy and she quickly took the jade slip, which recorded the entire process of Song Changsheng's breakthrough in great detail, making it seem as if she was actually there.

“I knew that Brother Song could definitely do it. He has always been good at creating miracles.

Haha, now I want to see who still says that I don’t have the ability to judge people. Fellow Daoist Song beats them all.” Peng Siying said proudly, her joy was beyond words.

Looking at Peng Siying's excitement, Hongluan had a complicated expression. The patriarch of the small family, whom she looked down upon at the beginning, has now left her far behind and become a high and mighty Jindan Zhenren, qualified to sit on equal footing with the president.

"Let Qingluan go to the warehouse immediately to pick out a gift... Forget it, I'll go by myself." After saying that, Peng Siying left the room in a hurry.

As a result, he ran into Peng Zhengxiong as soon as he went out.

"Greetings, Mr. President." Hongluan bowed quickly.

"Daddy, why are you here? Your daughter was just about to look for you." Peng Siying walked forward and hugged Peng Zhengxiong's arm, saying in a coquettish voice.

"Are you really here to see me?" Peng Zhengxiong looked at his precious daughter with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

Peng Siying's watery eyes rolled around, and she didn't respond at all. She changed the subject and said, "Dad, did you know that Fellow Daoist Song has broken through the Jindan stage and is the youngest Jindan Zhenren."

“He may not be the youngest, but he is definitely qualified to compete with those evildoers from the ancient sects.” Peng Zhengxiong said calmly.

"What's the comparison? The resources they have access to are not on the same level." Peng Siying muttered.

"Do you really think that Song Changsheng relied on the resources of the Song family to get to where he is today? You are oversimplifying. The resources he has access to are definitely not worse than those of the geniuses of the big sects. It's just that the way he obtained them is different.

Besides, the Song family's invitation hasn't arrived yet, you're being a little too eager." Peng Zhengxiong shook his head slightly.

"What does it matter? I'll get it sooner or later anyway."

"You will go with me this time. I have already asked someone to prepare the gift."

Peng Siying rolled her eyes playfully and said, "What's yours is yours, what's mine is mine, and they're not the same."

Peng Zhengxiong said helplessly, "You, you, you're planning to separate from dad before you even get married? Well, it's up to you. You can choose from the treasures in the Chamber of Commerce."

"Hehe, then my daughter will go first."

After saying that, he hurriedly left with Hongluan, but soon came back.

Just when Peng Zhengxiong thought she had regained her filial piety, he heard Peng Siying anxiously ask, "Dad, what gift did you prepare? What if we get the same one?"

Peng Zhengxiong: “…”

The wind of Song Changsheng's breakthrough blew across the four border realms, across Da Chu, Da Xiao, Da Zhou... and also blew to Da Qian's cultivation world the moment Song Qingxing stepped out of the space teleportation array...

...(End of chapter)