Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Kenshin's voice echoed in the air. It was gentle, but it made everyone's scalp tingle.

The three words "Vientiane Palace" were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart heavily, making a buzzing sound.

To a group of low-level cultivators, the name "Wanxiang Palace" might be unfamiliar, but to the Jindan forces present and the Zifu forces with slightly better intelligence, this name represents a mountain that they will never be able to overcome.

As one of the few Nascent Soul-level forces in the southwest, every one of these forces present lives under the pressure of this mountain.

On this point, those forces close to the Daqian cultivation world can be said to have felt it deeply.

The disciples and elders of Wanxiang Palace will not go down the mountain easily, and even if they do, they cannot reveal their identities at will, in order to reduce their dependence on their identities.

And this Master Jianxin is the walking messenger of Wanxiang Palace. Every time she appears, it means that an event that Wanxiang Palace pays attention to has occurred.

Except for a few close ones, the Wanxiang Palace has always ignored the breakthroughs of Jindan cultivators from ordinary forces.

The Song family is just a newly-promoted Jindan family in a border cultivation world. Although it has some fame in the surrounding areas, it is not much bigger than a grasshopper compared to a behemoth like the Wanxiang Palace.

Logically speaking, it would have been great if the news of Song Changsheng's breakthrough could reach the Daqian cultivation world, and it would have been even more of a miracle if it could reach the ears of the Wanxiang Palace. As a result, they actually sent people to congratulate him and mentioned the Palace Master and the Supreme Elder of the Wanxiang Palace.

There are two supreme elders in Wanxiang Palace, each of whom is a Yuanying Zhenjun. This means that Song Changsheng has attracted the interest of at least two major senior officials of Wanxiang Palace at the same time.

The gifts given are also very particular.

This couldn't help but make those who knew the situation imagine a lot, and their eyes looking at Song Changsheng became unusually hot.

Song Changsheng was also slightly shocked. He had heard of the Wanxiang Palace but had never come into contact with it.

If it is said that the Wanxiang Palace simply heard about his deeds and sent people here specially, that would be nonsense. His talent is indeed good, but it is far from the point where he deserves special treatment from the Wanxiang Palace.

Back then in the Daqian cultivation world, Wanxiang Palace occupied two of the top three seats. He had already seen Song Yuqing, who was ranked fifth, and he didn't think the first four would be mediocre.

According to Peng Siying's theory, those who appear at the Daqian Cultivation World Exchange Conference will definitely not be all the geniuses of the Wanxiang Palace, but only a part of them, and it is also possible that geniuses with even better talents are hidden.

Among them, there may be monks with more outstanding talents than him. The actions of the Wanxiang Palace are really curious.

"Could it be that they were alarmed by Qing Xing and the others' visit to Tianlong Peak earlier?"

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but stand up. It was reasonable for him, as the host, to personally greet the envoy from Wanxiang Palace.

The Jindan Zhenren from various major forces also stood up tacitly and followed him.

At the same time, most of the monks on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain were in a "confused" state and could not figure out the difference between the Wanxiang Palace and other forces.

"Song Changsheng of the Wangyue Song Clan, thank you for the gift!"

It was not until Song Changsheng's clear voice sounded on the top of the mountain that they realized that this time's guests seemed a little different from the previous ones.

Song Changsheng and others waited for a while before a figure slowly walked out from the clouds. She was wearing a neat light grey cloud pattern waisted long skirt, and her three thousand black hair was tied behind her head with a white silk ribbon.

His facial features were perfect and flawless, with a hint of heroism between his brows. His eyes were as calm as a lake, yet faintly reflecting the sharp light of a sword.

The moment I saw her, it was as if a ray of sword light pierced directly into my heart.

This was not something Jianxin did intentionally, but because of this, Song Changsheng's inner vigilance towards this person skyrocketed. This was definitely a dangerous person.

Jian Xin had a blank expression on his face. He slowly landed on the mountaintop martial arts arena and said softly, "I am just here to congratulate you. You don't need to be polite. Please do as you please."

The group of Jindan Zhenren looked at each other and returned to their seats, but their eyes never left Jianxin. It was not because of her great charm, but because of her extraordinary identity.

Song Changsheng gave Song Luyun a wink, and Song Luyun immediately understood and hurriedly arranged a seat half an inch higher than Peng Zhengxiong as a sign of respect.

Jian Xin ignored the cultivators around him and looked at Song Changsheng and asked, "Daoyou Zixu?"

"I am flattered that Elder Jianxin has come in person. It is an honor for the entire Song family." Song Changsheng said this, but he was actually on high alert in his heart.

"There is no need to be so polite, Brother Zixu. It's just a coincidence." Jianxin said calmly.

"Elder Jianxin, please."

Song Changsheng led Jianxin to his seat, and the atmosphere at the scene changed slightly. Many people wanted to talk to Jianxin, but were directly discouraged by his repulsive aura.

Peng Zhengxiong and Jianxin were more familiar with each other, and their seats were close to each other, so they could occasionally exchange a few words. Apart from that, Jianxin never spoke to anyone else.

Over time, everyone deliberately ignored Kenshin's existence.

The Golden Elixir Ceremony went on as usual. After three rounds of drinks, everyone began to move around the table. Such occasions were an important opportunity to socialize and expand one's network of contacts.

The scene was filled with joy. At this moment, several streams of light streaked across the sky and came above Cangmang Peak.

As soon as they approached, the Jindan Zhenren present noticed it. They just thought it was a late guest and didn't take it seriously. Only Song Changsheng raised his head, with a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Finally he is here."

I knew who was coming without even thinking about it.

The Golden Elixir Ceremony was unusual, so guests from afar would naturally calculate the time and come early. Powers in the cultivation world such as Daming and Daxiao set out long ago and settled down at Cangmang Peak.

Even a prestigious palace like the Vientiane Palace showed up before the ceremony officially began. This is a matter of basic etiquette. Unless they were here to demonstrate, they would not be so high-profile in being "late".

Apart from the Song family of the Jinxiu Banner, Song Changsheng really couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.

He slowly stood up, looked at the guests present with a slightly apologetic tone and said: "Next, Song may have to deal with some...small matters. I would like to express my apologies to all Taoist friends in advance."

Peng Zhengxiong's face was full of understanding. He looked at Jianxin and asked, "Daoyou Jianxin, is this why you came here?"

“This matter is indeed interesting, but it can only become a topic of conversation among the monks in the market after dinner, and it is not enough to attract the interest of the Palace Master and the Supreme Elder.

Jian Xin came here mainly for him." Jian Xin glanced at Song Changsheng, and then said: "I heard that Chairman Peng's daughter has a close relationship with Daoist Zixu. Does Daoist Peng have anything to say about him?"

Her words stirred up some waves in Peng Zhengxiong's heart. Although he had guessed it long ago, he still found it hard to believe after it was confirmed. But then he suddenly felt relieved. With the powerful intelligence network of the Wanxiang Palace, it was normal for Song Changsheng to attract their attention. He just didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Fortunately, I moved him into my basket in advance." Peng Zhengxiong glanced at the empty space next to him, which belonged to Peng Siying.

For a moment, I felt a little regretful.

"It's a pity that we were just one step short of falling into the trap..."

At this time, a loud shout was heard from the sky: "The law enforcement elders of the Song family of [Jinxiu Banner], Song Xiangquan and Song Wuyou, come to congratulate you."

The group of people were originally aggressive and had bad intentions, but when they saw the Jindan Zhenren standing in unison below, their momentum weakened and their carefully prepared rhetoric was temporarily changed.

"How come there are so many Jindan Zhenren visiting?" Song Xiangquan cursed in his heart. This was completely different from what they expected.

Even when Patriarch Tianyuan broke through, the momentum was no more than this. However, that was the network of contacts that the Song family had spent nearly ten thousand years to accumulate. What virtue and ability did the Wangyue Song family have?
Song Changsheng's figure flashed, and as the black and white energies flowed, his figure had already come to a distance of less than ten feet in front of Song Xiangquan and others.

The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details. Song Changsheng's spatial movement really frightened all the Jindan real people present. Even Peng Zhengxiong showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Song Changsheng's attainments in the way of space have surpassed most of the people present. His understanding can only be described as astonishing.

Song Xiangquan and others were caught off guard by Song Changsheng's "sudden appearance". Looking at the patriarch of the branch clan in front of them, who had an aura as powerful as the deep but too young, they didn't know how to start talking for a moment.

In terms of status and position, even if he is a patriarch of a side branch, he is above them. Not to mention his cultivation, he is at the same level as the ancestor of the family. It is not excessive for them to talk to him while kneeling.

The most important thing is that, as far as they know, Song Changsheng still has a waist badge of an elder who teaches martial arts.

The status of the elders who transmit skills in the clan is enough to be on par with the elders who punish. They are only the law enforcement elders under the family's Punishment Hall and their status is lower.

They came here with Song Daoling's will to call for an explanation, but they were inferior in every aspect. No matter how they started, it seemed inappropriate, especially with so many Jindan Zhenren present.

I knew it was a tough job, but I didn’t expect it to be such a tough job.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Song Changsheng didn't speak either. He just looked down at them condescendingly. The aura on his body was released vaguely, constantly provoking the nerves of the group.

Even though Song Xiangquan and Song Wuyou were both men of firm faith, they still felt as if they were in a difficult situation under such circumstances.

They wanted to use their authority as law enforcement elders to hold Song Changsheng accountable, but there was a high probability that they would be crushed to death by Song Changsheng like an ant.

Suffering from inner torment, the two had a quick conversation in private and finally decided to give in.

Song Xiangquan gritted his teeth and bowed, saying, "Greetings to Master Zixu."

"You came empty-handed. I remember that I had already sent someone to pass on the message that the murderer who killed my uncle must be handed over." Song Changsheng's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Everyone present was smart, and there were even cultivators from the Daqian cultivation world and surrounding cultivation worlds. At that time, Song Qingxing's visit to the mountain and the incident of a small sect offending a large sect caused a lot of uproar.

Both of them had the surname Song, and combined with Song Changsheng's words, everyone quickly linked them together and couldn't help but act like they were watching the fun.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment. The aura of Song Changsheng was like a mountain, pressing down on Song Xiangquan and others to the point where they could hardly breathe.

Song Wuyou gritted his teeth and said, "Master, today is your wedding day. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to talk about this now."

Song Changsheng was a little surprised at their surrender. He had thought that these people's attitude would remain as tough and arrogant as before.

“Uncle Lu Ke and the spirits of thousands of clan members are watching from heaven. I gave you a chance out of consideration for our kinship, but you did not cherish it.

Go back, go back and tell Song Wuji that sooner or later, I will personally step onto Tianlong Mountain. If he wants war, I will give them war. There will be no truce until blood is shed!"

Song Changsheng's voice suddenly became excited, and he said in a thunderous voice: "Today, in front of all the Taoist friends, I will announce something.

[Wangyue Song Clan] and [Jinxiu Banner Song Clan] have cut ties from now on and will no longer have any disputes. If there are any, then we are enemies!"

Song Changsheng's voice fell clearly into the ears of everyone present. From the Jindan cultivators to the minor Qi training cultivators, everyone could hear it clearly and left a deep impression.

His declaration shocked Song Xiangquan and others so much that their scalps numbed. They had never imagined that Song Changsheng would actually dare to declare war in front of everyone and announce his withdrawal from the sect just for a few dead people, even dead people he had never seen before.

No matter which one it is, it is a great humiliation for the Song family of Jinxiu Banner, and far worse than the last time.

With so many monks as witnesses, the matter is completely irreversible.

Declare war, this is the final result.

This should have been a means for them to threaten Song Changsheng, but he didn't care at all and had already prepared himself mentally.

"How dare you, how dare you?" Song Wuyou was shaking with anger. At this moment, he actually had the courage to look Song Changsheng in the face.

“When you persecute your own people, you should have expected this day to come.

Originally, I should have cut off your heads to commemorate the spirits of the dead souls of my clan, but when two clans are at war, they do not kill envoys. Today, I will spare your lives. Get out! "

Song Changsheng's eyes were cold, and as he spoke the last word, a terrifying aura burst out from his body instantly. Song Xiangquan and his companions had no power to resist, and flew backwards like a broken sack...

"Boring." Jianxin spat out two words with a cold expression.

"I thought they would have at least one Jindan present, but I didn't expect this group of people to be so bold." Peng Zhengxiong shook his head with some regret. There was no place for him to use his skills...

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ps: I had to run away with the bucket overnight, it was inconvenient in the car, so I was a little late.

An additional 8000 words will be added, and words are still owed.

(End of this chapter)