Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

This is a small town with a population of only about ten thousand where immortals and mortals live together.

It is completely impossible for mortals and immortal cultivators to coexist in the same area in the Da Qi cultivation world. Take the Song family as an example. Even the family cultivators who are responsible for guarding the cities in the mortal world are generally not allowed to come into contact with the mortal clansmen in the city.

The truth that there is a difference between immortals and mortals is vividly demonstrated.

It's not that they are heartless. In the border areas, all truths are gained through bloody reality.

There were no restrictions on entering the city, but the Song family's garrisoned monks warned them not to use force in the city, and not to disrupt order in the city by any means.

Once discovered, depending on the consequences, the person will face a huge fine of spirit stones at the very least, or be directly killed at the worst.

If you have any needs or questions, you can go to the City Lord's Mansion for help.

Song Qingxi found an inconspicuous inn for Song Qingxing to recuperate, and sent a message to his family to report his safety.

Just as they settled down, the wanted order for the Song family arrived.

However, the highest level of cultivation among the monks stationed in this city is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it is impossible for them to see through the disguise skills of Song Qingxing and his wife. This so-called wanted order is just a formality to express Song Wuji's incompetent rage.

Song Qingxing's injuries were not serious. After more than ten days of rest, he had mostly recovered. He slowly stopped practicing and heard bursts of childish shouts in his ears.

He stood up from the couch and walked to the half-open window. There were still crystal dewdrops hanging on the water outside the window.

Through the glass window, he found the source of the sound.

Under the big locust tree in the backyard of the inn, a chubby little child with two pigtails who looked like a porcelain doll was holding a small wooden sword and practicing swordsmanship in a methodical manner.

Next to him stood a pretty figure, holding a small wooden stick in her delicate hands, correcting the child's movements from time to time.

Although the boy was young, he had a lot of tenacity. Even though he was sweating profusely and his arm muscles were shaking uncontrollably, he still practiced swordsmanship meticulously according to the woman's instructions.

Looking at this heartwarming scene in front of him, Song Qingxing's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile. Now his smile seemed very natural and would no longer scare people away.

The child practiced for a full hour and a half before he stopped. A gentle woman came forward with a hot handkerchief, wiping the sweat off the child's body while talking to Song Qingxi enthusiastically, "Thanks to you two being here these days, my boy can be more at peace.

On weekdays, I don’t know where I’m running around at this time, and I don’t come back at dinner time, so my husband has to look for me all over the street.

I am really sorry to trouble you."

"You're too polite, sister-in-law. I just have nothing to do. Besides, Xiao Wuji and my husband and I have a good impression of him. He is a smart child who will definitely have a bright future." Song Qingxi said lovingly as she rubbed the child's fluffy and soft hair.

The woman hugged the child's shoulders, her eyes full of gentle smiles: "Thank you for your good words, we don't have too high expectations for this child. If he is lucky enough to be detected as having spiritual roots at the Ascension Conference next year and become an immortal master like you, it will be his good fortune to live a life without illness or disaster.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't have spiritual roots, as long as he doesn't leave Shanghe City, his father will be able to protect him."

"I don't want it." Zhao Wuji broke free from the woman's embrace, holding his sword and standing on the stone bench under the locust tree. His face was full of longing and he said, "I don't want to stay in Shanghe City. I want to be a great cultivator like Uncle Song and Aunt Song, traveling the world with a sword, punishing evildoers and taking revenge."

"The real world of martial arts is not like what you see in novels. It's not as beautiful as you think." Song Qingxing came downstairs at some point and said calmly with his hands behind his back.

The moment he saw him, Zhao Wuji was like a mouse seeing a cat. He quickly slid down from the stone bench and hid behind Song Qingxi, revealing a pair of big round eyes.

During this period, Song Qingxi and his wife took turns teaching him swordsmanship. Song Qingxi was gentle and gracious, making people feel close to her. Song Qingxing was intimidating without being angry, serious and rigid, making people awe-inspiring.

Song Qingxing glanced at him, then looked at Song Qingxi and said, "We're leaving."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

"It's so sudden. I'll go call Wuji's father back now. You guys can leave after you finish your meal?"

Song Qingxi shook her head slightly and said, "Sister-in-law, don't bother. All good things must come to an end. It doesn't matter if it's a moment earlier or a moment later."

"Well... then let me see you off." Hearing this, the woman no longer insisted. She was a mortal, but her mind was as clear as a mirror. The two of them had been staying at home since they moved into the inn. The man looked injured, so he must have encountered something.

They must have their reasons for leaving in such a hurry now.

The mother and son accompanied them to the city gate. Song Qingxi said softly, "Sister-in-law, please stay. After sending someone a thousand miles, you must say goodbye. It's not safe outside the city for you."

"Okay, the road ahead is long, be careful along the way."

Song Qingxi nodded and glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was holding onto his mother's skirt tightly and lowering his head. She reached out and pinched his chubby face and said, "After we leave, remember to practice sword skills well and stop playing around. Be a man, okay?"

Zhao Wuji held the wooden sword in his arms, silent and silent, but his hands gripping the hem of his skirt became tighter and tighter.

Song Qingxi didn't want to add to the sadness, so he turned around and prepared to leave. Before they walked far, Zhao Wuji suddenly threw off his mother's skirt and shouted with red eyes: "Uncle Song, Aunt Song, where should Wuji go to find you in the future?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures had disappeared. Zhao Wuji only felt something falling on the wooden sword in his arms.

At this time, Song Qingxing's voice rang out in the sky: "When you have fully understood the meaning of this sword, come to the southwest to find me. If we are destined to meet, we will meet."

Zhao Wuji glanced at the wooden sword in his arms, and a sense of enlightenment emerged in his heart. He shouted loudly into the wilderness: "Wuji will definitely go find you, definitely!"

……

Standing in front of the dazzling space teleportation array, Zhao Wuji's childish voice seemed to still echo in Song Qingxi's mind, and for a moment he felt a little lost.

He looked at Song Qingxing and said, "Do you really think Wuji can understand the sword intent you left behind?"

"He has a connection with swords. As long as he concentrates on comprehending them, the sword's will will not be a problem for him."

"In that case, why don't you take him back to the family directly? I think your uncle will be very happy." Song Qingxi asked puzzledly.

Sword intent is the foundation of a swordsman's life and also the seed of inheritance. Song Qingxing left the sword intent to Zhao Wuji, obviously intending to accept him as his disciple, but he chose to keep him in Shanghe City.

"As my uncle said, a sword is sharpened by grinding. The family environment is not suitable for him. If we have this master-disciple relationship, we will meet again in the future."

In this regard, Song Qingxing always went with the flow. He felt a liking for Zhao Wuji the first time he saw him, and his gesture of guidance sealed the relationship.

He deliberately did not tell the exact location of the Song family. If Zhao Wuji could not find them in the future, it would mean that their fate was over.

If they come here, it won't be too late to continue this master-disciple relationship. The two stepped onto the space transmission array, and with a dazzling flash of light, their figures disappeared in the Daqian cultivation world...

At the same time, the annual clan meeting of the Song family of Jinxiu Banner has also arrived.

A group of Song family elders rushed back from all directions to report on their work. Compared with previous years, the atmosphere of this year's clan meeting was obviously a little wrong.

Most people had an idea of ​​what was going to happen next, and they all sat in their seats, watching their faces with their noses and their mouths, without saying a word.

Only a small number of people were still kept in the dark, but they could clearly smell the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Thinking about what happened a few days ago, I basically guessed what happened.

Some elders who did not want to get involved in factional fighting suddenly regretted that they should not have come back.

When all the elders were present, Song Wuji and Song Jiyuan walked into the meeting hall at the same time. For a moment, all eyes were focused on them.

"Please come in, Patriarch." Song Jiyuan said humbly with a smile.

"Wuji is the younger generation, so uncle please go first." Song Wuji also pretended to be hypocritical.

Who knew that Song Jiyuan would just go with the flow and agree, and walk straight in front of him.

Song Wuji had a smile on his face, but his heart was gloomy. This old guy really doesn't even want to act anymore.

After everyone took their seats, Song Wuji was about to announce the start of the clan meeting, but Song Jiyuan interrupted him, saying provocatively, "I think the clan leader is not suitable to preside over this big clan meeting."

"What do you mean, Great Elder?" Song Wuji's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes couldn't help but become dangerous. This was already a challenge to his authority.

"In addition to the trivial matters of the past, there is another crucial point in today's clan meeting, which is the way to deal with the branch of the Great Qi cultivation world. The clan leader's handling of this matter was unfair.

And after my investigation, I found that the clan leader was also involved in the previous death of Song Lu Ke and the rebellion of Song Yulong's entire clan.

In summary, I have every reason to question the patriarch’s impartiality in this matter.

As the chief elder of the family, I have the responsibility to supervise the clan leader. I now request that the clan leader recuse himself. Who agrees and who objects? " Song Jiyuan's eyes were sharp, causing great psychological pressure on the elders present.

No one expected that Song Jiyuan would be so strong this time and his entry point would be so sharp.

This is no longer a question, but a direct overturning of the table, and with reason and evidence, it is done in full compliance with the clan rules.

Soon, the elders close to Song Jiyuan could not wait to cast their votes in favor, and the elders from Song Wuji's faction were not to be outdone and firmly opposed it.

For them, it doesn’t matter who is right or wrong, they just need to support their leader.

It is obvious that Song Wuji's faction is more powerful, and the total number of votes exceeds that of Song Jiyuan's faction.

Seeing this result, Song Jiyuan was not in a hurry. Since he dared to overturn the table at this time, he must have been prepared. His eyes were directly cast on the collateral elders headed by Song Zhexuan, Song Shouhe and others.

These collateral elders have always been the key to their victory, but most of the time they prefer Song Wuji, but this time he is completely sure.

Sure enough, all the elders from the side branches voted in favor. At this moment, they were unprecedentedly united. This was a major event that concerned the future of all branches, and all previous conflicts had to be put aside temporarily.

"The total number exceeds three-fifths, the resolution is passed, and I ask the clan leader to step aside temporarily." Song Jiyuan completely grasped the initiative and began to press forward step by step.

Looking at this one-sided situation, Song Wuji laughed out of anger. After the last incident, he had already expected that he would face such a disaster.

So he said calmly, "I accept the family's decision, but as the initiator of this matter, I have reason to question your position. You are not suitable to preside over this clan meeting."

Song Wuji's countermeasure was simple and effective. It required a vote to make him recuse himself, but it only took a few words for him to make Song Jiyuan recuse himself.

After both of them recused themselves, according to clan rules, the right to preside over the meeting fell into the hands of the Punishment Elder, who was his man.

The Wangyue Song family must be dealt with resolutely!
Hearing this, a smile of "If that's the case" immediately appeared on Song Jiyuan's face.

"In that case, how about I personally preside over it?"

At this time, a powerful voice sounded outside the hall, and a tall old man with a long beard walked in like a dragon and a tiger.

The moment the old man appeared, all the elders in the hall stood up and saluted: "We pay our respects to the Grand Elder."

Seeing Song Tianyuan coming in person, Song Wuji's face showed an uncontrollable surprise. As far as he knew, the Supreme Elder was injured in the East China Sea battlefield and came back temporarily to recuperate.

After returning to the clan, he went straight into the spirit pond to recuperate and refused to be visited by anyone. How could he suddenly appear here?

For a moment, a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

Song Jiyuan said with a smug look on his face: "The clan leader may have misunderstood. I initiated the resolution only from the perspective of the family's interests, not for the right to preside over the clan meeting.

But since the clan leader is suspicious, it would be most appropriate for the Supreme Elder to preside over the case. I believe a fair judgment will be reached."

"So it was your work." Song Wuji's heart suddenly turned cold.

The Song family's supreme elder usually does not interfere in family affairs, but once he starts to intervene, it represents thunderous wrath.

Song Jiyuan definitely has some evidence that is unfavorable to him, and he is confident that this evidence can bring him down, and he has even received the behind-the-scenes support of the Supreme Elder.

Song Tianyuan strode up to Song Wuji, shook his head and said, "Wuji, your performance disappoints me."

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ps: To be honest, I underestimated the abilities of you fellow Taoists. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw that I owed 16,000 words. I felt like the sky was falling and I fainted in the toilet crying.

Fellow Taoists who are urging for updates don't worry. I'm already stockpiling manuscripts and will definitely complete the task without any compromise during the May Day holiday.

(End of this chapter)