Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"What is Xianghu doing? He hasn't been able to take down a late Purple Mansion cultivator for so long!"

Song Wuji's gaze moved back and forth between the two battlefields, feeling a little annoyed.

More and more people gathered at the scene. Half an hour had passed since the two of them paid their respects to the mountain. With the speed at which news spread in Daqian, God knows where the news has spread to by now.

The longer they delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for them.

The Song family elders looked at each other in bewilderment. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Song Xianghu had already used all his strength, but the woman's movements were so swift that even though Song Xianghu had the advantage in cultivation, his fist was like hitting cotton, and he could only exert 70% of his strength.

If that woman was determined to leave, Song Xianghu would probably just have to eat the exhaust gas.

"Patriarch, why don't you ..."

An elder of the Song clan had his eyes flickering and made a gesture to rush forward.

Hearing his proposal, Song Wuji was slightly tempted, but looking at the crowd below, he finally suppressed his restless heart.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." He still had illusions about Song Yuqing and firmly believed that he could create a miracle if he tried his best.

Little did he know that Song Qingxing would soon shatter his fantasy.

"laugh"

Under the clear sky, thousands of sword energies were surging, and tens of thousands of long sword shadows appeared around Song Qingxing. The area within a hundred miles was shrouded in his magnificent sword power.

Song Yuqing had a solemn expression. This was the most powerful sword he had ever faced in the fight, and he did not have enough confidence that he could withstand it.

"Then let's decide the outcome with one move."

"Wow"

Vast magical power gushed out, and a huge storm cyclone a thousand feet high emerged behind him. The surrounding sea of ​​clouds swarmed in, covering the sky and the sun, and for a moment even the sky darkened.

"Are these really two Purple Mansion cultivators fighting each other?"

Looking at this grand scene, the crowd watching below couldn't help but be secretly amazed. Those who didn't know the truth thought that two Jindan monks were fighting.

Song Qingxing's eyes were as cold as the abyss, and his hair was dancing wildly, adding a bit of devilish temperament to him. He didn't want to use this move, but he was concerned about Song Qingxi's safety, so he had to fight quickly.

Song Qingxi had just broken through to the late Purple Mansion stage not long ago, and facing a Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator was too stressful.

All the shadows of long swords in the air gathered together in an instant, and endless sword energy was injected into Song Qingxing's [Traceless Sword]. Then he slashed out with the sword. In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere, the world was shaking, and it seemed as if it was about to overturn the sky.

"boom--"

The sword energy and the violent cyclone collided in the air, and the powerful force that erupted in an instant caused the space to shake, like a stone thrown into a lake, causing faint ripples.

When the dazzling light and the spiritual storm dissipated, two figures floated down from the sky.

Song Qingxing looked normal, as if the battle just now had no effect on him.

In contrast, Song Yuqing's image was somewhat miserable. His clothes were tattered, the jade crown on his head was missing, and bright red blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth, faintly mixed with some tiny dark red fragments.

A hideous wound two feet long and three fingers wide spread from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and one could vaguely see the bright red internal organs pulsating slightly.

Deathly silence.

The only sound was the rustling sound of the folds in space slowly healing.

"The guardian elder has been defeated..."

Countless Song family monks who were watching the battle were shocked.

Song Yuqing is the first genius to emerge at the Daqian Exchange Conference after the Song family experienced drastic changes in Donghai. He carries all the hopes of the Song family.

But now he was defeated, defeated by a low-level cultivator from a small sect.

Such a result is unacceptable to them.

At that moment, the monument in the hearts of countless people collapsed.

His clothes were soaked with blood, and Song Yuqing looked a little lonely, but calm.

"I lost."

Song Qingxing just glanced at him, turned around and flew towards the battlefield where Song Qingxi was.

Looking at his back, Song Yuqing hesitated for a moment and said, "What's the name of your last sword?"

"【The sword comes out of the sky】." Song Qingxing responded in a faint voice without turning his head.

"【Sword Out of Heaven】... well deserved." Song Yuqing did not think Song Qingxing was arrogant, but just sighed sincerely, then turned back to the elders, looked at the livid Song Wuji and said: "My skills are not as good as others, I will not participate in the affairs of the Wangyue Song family in the future."

After saying that, he jumped and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

Song Qingxing did not interfere in the fight between Song Qingxi and Song Xianghu. He just stood quietly on the edge of the battlefield with a sword in his arms. However, he invisibly caused great psychological pressure on Song Xianghu, and his strength was more obviously limited.

Things have developed to this point, Song Xianghu's victory or defeat is actually not that important. Song Yuqing's defeat has torn off the last fig leaf of the Song family of [Jinxiu Banner]. This mark of shame will always be with them and can never be washed away.

"Clan leader?" The person who spoke earlier couldn't help but remind him again.

The expression on Song Wuji's face changed three times in one breath. Finally, his eyes became fierce and he gave an order: "Capture them and force Song Changsheng to surrender!"

When his confidants received the order, they immediately rubbed their hands and rushed forward. A few elders showed hesitation, but finally succumbed to Song Wuji's tyranny.

Although he despised it, Song Wuji was still the one who made the final decision in this family.

They were fast, but Song Qingxing was even faster than them. He forced Song Xianghu back with one sword, then took Song Qingxi's hand and threw the [Space Bead] made by Song Changsheng himself under his feet. The power of space surged, and the figures of the two disappeared in an instant. Only Song Qingxing's cold voice echoed in the air: "Nothing more than that."

If this sentence was said by someone else, it would be nothing, but coming from Song Qingxing who came from a small sect, it was too insulting. Song Wuji felt the blood in his chest stagnate, and he almost vomited blood. He shouted angrily: "Chase him!"

Unexpectedly, the trusted elder came forward with a bitter face and reported: "Chief, where are we chasing them? Their aura has disappeared directly."

Song Wuji's eyes went dark. If possible, he really wanted to faint. The family's reputation was completely lost this time...

"Reporting to the Great Elder, the two men escaped unscathed."

In a loft at the top of Tianlong Peak, a monk from the Song family reported to a thin old man in a black robe in front of him with a gloating look on his face.

Song Jiyuan casually fiddled with the incense ash in the incense burner and said lightly: "I have seen it all. This Song Wuji has really lost his mind. The war in the East China Sea is at a stalemate. At this time, a Jindan Zhenren appeared in the branch. It should have been a happy event for the whole family to celebrate, but he made it into this mess.

Good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. We don’t know what the outside world will say about us in the future.”

Although he said this, Song Jiyuan's tone also revealed a hint of gloating.

“Just now, my grandson paid special attention to the reactions of the clan members and elders at the scene. Only a few are willing to go along with Song Wuji, while most people are dissatisfied.

Especially the elders from various branches, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are very excited, and it is only a matter of time before they lose the support of the people. Great elder, this is a great opportunity for us to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble."

Hearing this, Song Jiyuan shook his head, put down the incense stick in his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter first. Have you found any results for the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Although the messenger was puzzled, he quickly replied, "To reply to the Great Elder, we have roughly found out the truth.

Song Lu Ke was originally the third in the family's Purple Mansion Trial. He died while performing a mission and his body was never found.

This kind of situation has happened before. According to convention, the Purple Mansion quota should be allocated to his descendants first. If there are no descendants or no suitable candidates, the family will consider taking it back.

Song Yulong, the son of Song Lu Ke, had already achieved cultivation at that time, but this [Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart] somehow fell into the hands of Song Xiangjie's family. You happened to be in seclusion at that time, and the matter was supervised by Song Wuji himself.

Later, the Song Yulong clan defected."

"In other words, what that woman said was true?" Song Jiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has always disdained to pay attention to such trivial matters, but he didn't expect that there was such a hidden story in it.

"It's almost certain that the escaped Song Yulong and others are hiding in the Wangyue Song Clan."

"Haha, no wonder Song Wuji reacted so strongly. Song Xiangjie has always followed his lead, so how could he not know the inside story?

No wonder he had gone against the majority opinion at the elders' meeting and wanted to recruit Song Changsheng as the family's martial arts elder. It turned out that he saw the Wangyue Song family's strength and wanted to appease them, but his fig leaf was torn off and his true colors were exposed.

I was so ashamed that I thought he valued talent." Song Jiyuan sneered.

There is nothing new under the sun, and Song Jiyuan is well aware of the dirty deeds within the family. He always turns a blind eye to such things and will not take the initiative to expose them as long as they are not brought to the surface.

Therefore, what happened to Song Lu Ke and others is definitely not an isolated case.

As the patriarch of the clan, Song Wuji cannot escape blame for this disgusting incident.

The reason why no big deal was made about this matter before was because these things had not yet affected the foundation of the family and had not received the attention of several supreme elders, so they could only cause some minor troubles to Song Wuji.

But things are different now. A Jindan Zhenren with extraordinary talent appeared in the branch, but he broke with the family because of this matter.

This has already affected the foundation of the family and caused great negative impact on the family. It has also caused a huge crisis of trust between the main line and the major branches. If it is not properly handled, it may even lead to the division of the family!

"Song Wuji, even the ancestor can't save you this time." Song Jiyuan's eyes flashed coldly, he almost foresaw his victory.

"My grandson has secretly informed our people to return to the clan, and they can attack Song Wuji at any time!"

"Tell them to be patient. If I want to accomplish this, I still lack a little bit of momentum."

"My grandson is stupid, I hope the elder can explain it to me."

Song Jiyuan's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he said lightly: "I have received news that Tianyuan Patriarch will return to the clan from the East China Sea battlefield to rest in the near future, roughly around the time of this year's clan meeting.

At that time, I will go directly to meet with Tianyuan Patriarch and impeach Song Wuji!"

Upon hearing this, the messenger's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and he said excitedly: "If this is the case, then Song Wuji will definitely not be able to turn things around. Your grandson would like to congratulate the Great Elder in advance."

Song Jiyuan couldn't help showing a smug look on his face, and waved his hand and pretended to be reserved and said: "It's too early to say these things now, it won't be too late to congratulate after the dust settles.

During this period of time, you cannot sit idle. The ancestor will not believe our one-sided words. You must produce solid evidence.

You can try to get in touch with those branch elders, especially Song Shouhe. If you can get their support, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Nowadays, branch elders account for nearly half of the Song family, and among them there are those who hold important positions like Song Shouhe, who have great overall say.

Before, these people were wavering between him, Song Wuji, and even other people. Now that this incident has happened, he is very confident that he can win these people over. At the very least, he can form an alliance for a short period of time to bring down Song Wuji.

As long as he defeats Song Wuji, it will be his turn next.

“I understand. My grandson will go and meet the elders in person.

In addition, I have arranged for people to spread rumors, in an effort to further expand the impact of today's incident, and to absolutely not let Song Wuji cover it up."

Song Jiyuan frowned slightly upon hearing this and said, "It's a bit too obvious to do this. Well, let's just do it. Song Wuji has no chance of turning things around."

"Grandson obeys."

Song Jiyuan lit the incense, slowly walked to the window, looked at the magnificent palace in the distance, and whispered softly: "Song Wuji, this time I want to see if you have any way to save it!"

……

Song Qingxing and his wife were completely unaware of the open and secret struggles within the Song family of [Jinxiu Banner]. At this moment, they had already used the [Space Bead] to get rid of their pursuers and left the core area of ​​the Song family.

"Humph."

At this moment, Song Qingxing could no longer hold on. His face turned red, blood rushed up in his chest, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Husband?" Song Qingxi was frightened by this sudden scene and quickly reached out to support the staggering Song Qingxing.

Seeing her pale face, Song Qingxing pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal a trace of smile, and gently comforted her: "It's okay, it's just a little internal injury, just find a suitable place to recuperate for a while."

Song Yuqing is worthy of being one of the top five geniuses at the exchange meeting, and his strength has surpassed the limit of the Purple Mansion Stage.

After all, he suffered a disadvantage in cultivation. Although he defeated the opponent, his own magic power was greatly consumed and he also suffered a lot of internal injuries. In order to prevent Song Wuji and others from seeing his weakness, he had been just holding on.

Hearing this, Song Qingxi calmed down a little. He glanced around and said happily, "There is a small town ahead. Let's go find a place to stay first. After you recover from your injury, we can return to the family."

"it is good."

The couple changed their appearance and walked into this small town located on the border of the Song family's territory in [Jinxiu Banner]...

...(End of chapter)