Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"It seems that they are still a little unwilling to give up." Song Qingxi looked at the two pieces of information that were sent to him at the same time and chuckled.

If the other party does nothing, they may still feel uneasy and guard against some conspiracy or trickery on their part.

But now that they have made their move, they feel a little more relieved.

"What do you think the Jinxiu Banner means?" Song Qingxi said to the elders who had rushed over after receiving the notice.

"It's nothing but a feeling of unwillingness. Since we can't start a war, we have to make up for it from other places. Otherwise, how can we get over this?" Song Youfu said calmly.

"Youfu is right. This is obviously a trap. They could even think of challenging the clan leader to a fight. It takes so long for Song Tianyuan to break through, and it only took so long for the clan leader to break through. They really have no shame at all." Song Changxuan said indignantly.

[Jinxiu Banner] The Song family's move was not very clever at all, and anyone could see that they had bad intentions.

Song Changxue shook his head slightly and said, "It seems that they have run out of tricks."

"The clan leader is currently in seclusion. In my opinion, he should just reject these people directly. There is no need to disturb the clan leader with this matter and waste his time." Song Qingqian said calmly.

"That's right. Song Xiangjie has been sentenced to death. Can they still release him if we don't agree to fight?"

Hearing this, Song Youfu immediately smiled happily, crossed his arms and said: "That's hard to say, with the integrity of those people, there is nothing they can't do. If I were Song Wuji, I would let that old dog out to disgust people.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. An old dog bites everywhere all day long. I just want to ask you if you are afraid. "

Upon hearing this, Song Qingxi looked at Song Youfu in surprise. She really didn't expect Song Youfu to think of this. Although it sounded a bit shameless, she did not rule out this possibility.

"I think we should ask the clan leader for his opinion." Song Jingrun, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly said.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on him, and many people only noticed his existence at this time.

As a high-level meeting within the Song family, the attendees were all elders and chief deacons within the Song family. Ordinary foundation-building cultivators were not qualified to participate. As a Qi-refining cultivator, he standing here was really like a chicken standing out among a group of cranes.

No one present blamed him for his sudden interruption. The Song family was relatively open-minded in this regard. As long as there was no problem with authority, everyone could speak freely.

Although Song Jingrun's cultivation is low, Song Qingxi specifically asked for him to be brought to his side for training after he took office as the family's general affairs elder. He is currently serving as a clerk in the General Affairs Hall, responsible for recording clan meetings.

This position may seem insignificant, but it allows him to directly participate in all family meetings, big and small, for both recording and learning, and occasionally he can express his own opinions, which is very beneficial to his growth.

As the eldest brother of the "Jing" generation in the family, Song Jingrun's qualifications are not as good as Song Jingxiu, or even as good as Song Jingyuan and Song Jingyuan, but Song Qingxi still has high hopes for him.

"What Jingrun said is not wrong. The clan leader might make other arrangements after finding out." Song Youfu echoed.

"What do you think, elders?" Song Qingxi did not rush to draw conclusions.

"Ask." Song Qingxing, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said.

He has been with Song Changsheng for such a long time and is very familiar with his character. He has fought across borders more than once or twice, so how could he be afraid of a challenge from a cultivator of the same level?

After all, this is also an excellent opportunity to weaken the opponent. If it were him, he would never give up this rare opportunity. He believes that Song Changsheng will not give up either.

"Then ask." Song Qingxi made the final decision...

After Song Changsheng's retreat, he did not rush to refine a magical weapon, but first started to repair Song Qingxing's [Spiritual Soul-Captivating Mirror].

This requires several relatively rare spiritual materials. Fortunately, I received quite a few gifts this time, and I was able to barely gather the required spiritual materials.

Although it was just repairing, it was an extremely rare spiritual treasure after all, so it was still quite challenging for Song Changsheng. During the repair process, Song Changsheng also learned a lot of experience.

"What a pity! My level is still not good enough." Looking at the few cracks that could be vaguely seen on the smooth mirror surface, Song Changsheng felt a little regretful.

He was a person who pursued perfection, but unfortunately the grade of the [Spiritual Soul-Captivating Mirror] was too high, and the grade of the spiritual materials he collected was also relatively low, so in the end he only restored it to the grade of a mid-grade spiritual treasure.

This is already an extraordinary performance. If he wants to completely repair it, he will have to wait until his attainments in refining equipment reach a new level.

"Although it's not perfect, with Qing Xing's current level of cultivation, it's more than enough to use."

Song Changsheng reached out and wiped the mirror, then tapped it gently and chuckled, "Now that you're awake, stop pretending."

There was silence for a while, and then a ray of golden light appeared on the surface of the mirror. A ball of black mist was released from the back at a high speed, hovering in the sky for a while, and finally formed a human face with clear features.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Jie, long time no see." Song Changsheng welcomed his return with a smile on his face. After all, he was an old friend, and his sleep was closely related to the Song family.

Wu Jie hovered in the air, and said with a complicated expression: "You have actually broken through the Jindan stage. How many years have I been asleep this time?"

"It's only been a few decades. It's a pity that Song's ability is limited and he has not been able to restore you to your peak state."

“Only a few decades? Your talent is really comparable to those saints of ancient religions. It’s hard to imagine that you were born in such a barren land.” Wu Jie sighed.

He has lived for a long time and seen all kinds of cultivators, but only a handful of them can compare to Song Changsheng in talent.

He chose to submit to Song Qingxing because he saw his talent, and even placed him above Song Changsheng at one point. Now it seems that he was really wrong and missed a real gem.

This was not the first time Song Changsheng had heard of such a theory. He could not help but shake his head and said, "I don't think my conditions are much worse than others. The saint of the ancient sect, the king of the immortal dynasty, we are all human beings, there is no difference.

One might be ahead of others for a while because of one's birth, but without acquired efforts, one will eventually be lost in the crowd.

In the final analysis, talent is not the key to standing out. In the end, it all comes down to chance.”

This is the conclusion Song Changsheng came to after years of practice.

His talent is not that great. The most important thing for him to be where he is today is the various opportunities he encountered on the road of cultivation. This is the real reason why he was able to defy fate and change his destiny.

Even the saints of ancient religions would be jealous of the opportunities he obtained.

"Chance? ... Oh, that's right.

But I really can't figure out what kind of amazing opportunity could have allowed you to grow to this point in this small piece of land in the Great Qi Cultivation World." Wu Jie said with a wry smile.

Song Changsheng smiled and said, "Opportunity is opportunity, it cannot be explained.

Speaking of this, I am even more curious about your past experiences."

According to Song Qingxing's narration, he only knew that Wu Jie was a Jindan cultivator in his lifetime, with extraordinary talent and extensive knowledge. After being refined into a magic weapon, he followed a Yuanying Zhenjun in battles, and was finally seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep.

It was he who guided Song Qingxing to cultivate the sword intent of killing, but more details are not clear.

"He is just a poor man who is trying to survive by shaking his head and begging for mercy." Wu Jie said this, but a trace of confusion flashed through his mind. Back then, he was also admired by countless people.

"Just tell me." Song Changsheng insisted.

“In fact, it’s nothing special. I have had a special soul since I was young, and was discovered by a wandering great monk, who brought me up and passed on my legacy.

Not long after my master passed away in a secret place, at that time I only had the Qi Refining skill, but luckily I learned some medicine refining skills from him, so I could barely support myself.

Later, when I became successful, I began to travel around the world, visiting dozens of cultivation realms and meeting all the geniuses in the world.

Although I feel lonely occasionally, overall I feel free and comfortable.

Until I met that person..."

Wu Jie's tone revealed a deep-rooted hatred.

“That person’s name is Zhenmo, but his methods are even worse than those of the devil.

He asked me to refine a rare fourth-grade elixir under the pretext of something, and then set an ambush on my way back. After capturing me, he forcibly extracted my soul and refined it into this elixir.

He even did not spare my physical body and turned it into a puppet.

Later, with the help of the magic mirror, he became invincible on the battlefield between immortals and demons and was revered by trillions of monks, haha.

Fortunately, he got his comeuppance in the end."

"The True Lord who Suppresses Demons..." Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. He had actually heard of this name. His cultivation was only at the early Nascent Soul stage, but he was very good at dealing with demons. He shined brightly on the battlefield between immortals and demons, overpowering countless veteran True Lords. He didn't expect that he had such a side to him.

He was not interested in these old calendars that had already passed. What really caught his attention was Wu Jie's previous words.

"So, fellow Daoist is also a fourth-order top-grade alchemy master?"

"Yes, at that time, I was only one step away from becoming a fifth-level lower-grade alchemist. The people who begged me to make pills could line up from here to Lu State."

This was the thing that Wu Jie was most proud of during his lifetime. Born as a casual cultivator, he grew up on his own to become a top-grade fourth-rank alchemist, and even had the potential to go further. This was extremely rare in the entire cultivation world.

Countless sects and families regarded him as a guest of honor, and even the ruler of a country personally invited him to serve the Immortal Dynasty. Unfortunately, he was arrogant at that time and directly refused.

Thinking about it now, if I had accepted the invitation, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng's eyes suddenly lit up. A fourth-grade top-level alchemy master, this was truly an unexpected surprise.

But he still had some doubts: "If that's the case, why have I never heard you mention it?"

There was no way Song Qingxing wouldn't tell him such important information.

Wu Jie couldn't help but snorted: "Because I don't trust you, and I don't want to help you."

Song Changsheng suddenly understood what he said and said with a smile: "Qing Xing once told me that you persuaded him to leave the Song family more than once. Is it because of this reason?"

"That's right." Wu Jie couldn't help feeling a little guilty when talking about this. After all, it was still a bit shameful to talk about such things.

"Fellow Daoist, do you think the Song family is not worth cultivating, so you don't want to get too involved?"

In fact, Song Changsheng could still understand his thoughts. At that time, the Song family was penniless and anyone could come and step on them. They were indeed not worthy of Wu Jie's eyes.

Seeing Wu Jie remained silent, Song Changsheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Daoyou, there is no need to be shy. It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm.

But what I want to say is that I am growing, and the Song family is also growing. Fellow Taoists, you may want to take a look at the current Song family to see if there is anything qualified for you to showcase what you have learned.

The reward I can offer is not much, but it happens to be of some help to you, so I hope you can seriously consider it. "

Song Changsheng formally invited Wu Jie.

The importance of a fourth-level top-grade alchemy master needs no elaboration.

Although Wu Jie no longer has a physical body and cannot open the furnace to refine pills, his knowledge and experience are still there, which can help the family avoid many detours in alchemy.

"Do I have any choice? From the moment I met you uncle and nephew, I was already on the pirate ship." Wu Jie said dimly.

Song Changsheng laughed loudly and said, "Daoyou, you are right. Once you get on the Song's pirate ship, no one has ever been able to get off.

Daoist friend, you have just woken up, so please stay in the treasure mirror and recuperate for a while. I will introduce you to someone in the future. He also has some attainments in the field of spirit and soul. I think you will have a lot of common topics. "

"Wu Jie will follow the clan leader's instructions."

At this point, Wu Jie finally submitted completely to the Song family.

With the addition of such a heavyweight player, I think the Song family will be able to make rapid progress in alchemy in the future.

After putting Wu Jie back into the treasure mirror, he was about to start refining the [Divine Bird Skyfire Fan], but he heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Qing Xi greets uncle."

Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and responded, "What's the matter?"

Song Qingxi briefly recounted the battle between the Song Clan of Jinxiu Banner and said respectfully at the end: "Uncle, please make the decision."

After just a little thought, Song Changsheng roughly guessed the intentions of Song Wuji and others, and couldn't help but sneered: "They brought this good opportunity to us, why should we refuse it?

However, I can't just give them what they want. I have to leave them alone for a while and then tell them that I agree but they still need to go into seclusion to consolidate their cultivation and let them wait for ten or eight years.

If they can wait, then they can wait. If they can't wait, then they can deal with Song Xiangjie themselves.

Also, since it's a gambling fight, there should be prizes. Song Xiangjie alone is not qualified enough, so let them show some sincerity.

Of course, we will also offer equal rewards.

Don't say I didn't give them a chance."

Song Qingxi immediately understood Song Changsheng's intention.

This accurately grasps the psychology of Song Wuji and others. I know what you want to do, and I can give you this opportunity. It depends on whether you want to seize it.

...(End of chapter)