Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng was not surprised that Master Hua Ming had close contacts with the Jinxiu Banner.

Song Wuji took the initiative to contact this person. Judging from his personality, he definitely was not doing this for so-called fairness, but only for profit.

Therefore, he had already thought about how to deal with it before coming.

Early the next morning, the group boarded a large flying boat and set off for the Vientiane Palace.

The place where they landed yesterday was called Qianren City, which was a newly emerged Jindan force in the past two hundred years. It was located at the junction of the Daqian cultivation world and the Dacheng cultivation world. The scale of the city was even larger than that of Luoxia City.

It is still a long way from the Wanxiang Palace. If Song Changsheng were alone, he would leave in the morning and arrive in the evening.

But if you are traveling with a few youngsters, you will need to rely on the power of a flying boat. Anyway, there is still plenty of time, so it would be nice to enjoy the scenery along the way.

"This Daqian is really different from our Daqi. These villages and towns are just scattered outside, without even any city walls. Aren't they afraid that monsters and evil monks will attack mortals?" Song Youfu said in surprise as he lay on the side of the ship, looking at the villages and towns passing by one after another below.

"Otherwise, uncle, whose interests do you think we are protecting by fighting the demon tribe all the time? Isn't it them?
They have done nothing for the outside world, but they have occupied the most fertile and peaceful land." Song Jingwei's tone was cold. His father and grandfather both died in the war between Da Qi and the demons. He had a natural hatred for these guys who hid behind and enjoyed the fruits of their labor.

Song Youfu was also aware of this and did not respond when he heard this.

"Difficulties are only temporary. I believe that under the leadership of the clan leader, the family will one day usher in true peace." Song Jingrun said with anticipation.

"Oh, then I guess we have to defeat the demon tribe first. We probably won't see that day." Song Youfu said, crossing his arms.

Song Jingrun laughed and said, "But someone will see it, right?"

The journey was spent in the casual chatting of a few people. Two months later, the flying boat landed smoothly in a city where immortals and mortals lived together. The elder in charge of the flying boat respectfully saw them off the boat.

A Jindan Zhenren will be treated with courtesy no matter where he is.

"The Wanxiang Palace is located on that sacred peak?" Song Youfu looked into the distance. At the end of his sight, he saw five tall sacred peaks that reached into the sky. There were clouds and mists in between, and the air was full of spiritual energy, like a secret realm of immortals.

"Five Peaks Embracing the Moon, I think that's the right place, let's go straight there."

When the group arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw from afar a huge rock several meters high at the foot of the sacred peak in the middle, with the three words "Wanxiang Palace" written on it in ancient characters.

Looking at the magnificent sacred peak, even though they were used to seeing mountains and rivers, they couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

In comparison, Cangmang Peak is completely unimpressive.

You know, there is not a single fifth-level spiritual vein in the entire Da Qi cultivation world.

"Who are you? This is an important place of our sect, please stay away."

Before Song Changsheng could speak, the monks patrolling the mountain had already discovered them.

"The Wangyue Song family from the Da Qi cultivation world is here to pay a visit, and we have the [Wanxiang Order] as proof." Song Changsheng took out the [Wanxiang Order] and motioned to Song Youfu to give it to the other party for inspection.

"It turns out to be Master Zixu in person. Please follow me up the mountain."

"Good work."

After going up the mountain, Song Changsheng looked at the Wanxiang Palace steward who led the way and said, "I wonder if I have the honor to meet the Palace Master and the Grand Elder?"

"The Palace Master and the Grand Elder have both been busy with important matters recently and are not convenient to meet guests. The matter of the battle will be fully handled by Master Hua Ming of our palace." The deacon replied in a serious tone.

"I wonder if your sect's Master Jianxin is here. It has been eight years since we last met at Cangmang Peak. Now that I have come to Daqian, I should go and pay a visit to him."

The deacon hesitated and said, "Elder Jianxin has been here recently, but he never sees outsiders. This..."

"That's fine. Just inform them for me and tell them that I came here to discuss swordplay. It's up to Daoist Jianxin to decide whether to meet or not."

"Please wait a moment, Master."

After a while, the deacon came back and said respectfully: "The elder has agreed. Please follow me."

"You all follow the instructions here and don't move around casually. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after I come back." Song Changsheng looked at Song Jingrun and others, and especially stayed on Song Youfu for a moment.

"Don't worry, uncle. I will keep them under control." Song Youfu said, patting his chest.

……

The steward of Wanxiang Palace led Song Changsheng to a secluded attic. As soon as he stepped in, he clearly felt a sharp sword energy lingering around him.

Compared to eight years ago, Kenshin's swordsmanship has reached a new level.

"I haven't seen you for several years. How have you been lately, fellow Daoist?" Song Changsheng said with a faint smile and bowed.

"I heard that fellow Taoist wants to fight with me?" Jianxin stood in front of the small window with sword in his arms, his eyes calm.

"That's right, but while we're discussing swordplay, I'd also like to ask you to do me a small favor."

"That depends on whether you can convince me." Jianxin's eyes seemed to see through everything.

"These are my personal insights into the 'Way of the Heart Sword'. You can take a look at it first and then decide whether to help me or not." Song Changsheng took out a jade slip and pushed it over with his magic power.

There was a slight gleam of brilliance in Jianxin's eyes. "Heart Sword" was her Tao. She had talked about it once before at Song Changsheng's Golden Elixir Ceremony. At that time, very few people could understand it.

And the fact that Song Changsheng was now confident enough to say this made her feel a little excited.

She reached out and steadily caught the jade slip. After reading the contents clearly, her expression suddenly became serious and she said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist, you have given me a great gift."

"This is the Dao of Daoyou. I will just treat it as a small reward for Daoyou's generosity. I wonder if this item can convince Daoyou?"

Jian Xin nodded and said, "I have helped you, fellow Daoist. I will show up on the day of the battle."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was stunned for a moment. He hadn't said what it was yet, but he quickly reacted and asked tentatively, "Did you know that I would come?"

Jian Xin did not refute, but said calmly: "It's just a guess. Even if you don't come, I will still go."

At last she emphasized: "This is what the Palace Master meant."

Song Changsheng was really surprised now. The Palace Master of Wanxiang Palace had never met him before, but he seemed to care too much about him and even considered this aspect for him.

"I never thought that the Palace Master would be so kind to me. I am really overwhelmed. It's a pity that the Palace Master has important matters to attend to, otherwise I should have gone to meet him."

"After the battle, if you can win, the Palace Master will naturally meet you."

Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. From this point of view, it was false that it was inconvenient to meet guests, and the real purpose was to test him.

Although he didn't know what that person meant, the current situation was undoubtedly beneficial to him, so he just accepted it calmly.

Just as Kenshin said, as long as he can win the duel, he will be able to get an audience, and he will naturally know what the other party means at that time.

"In that case, then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Taoist." Song Changsheng bowed and was about to leave when Jianxin called him.

"Your understanding of the Dao of the Sword is extremely important to me. I will not take advantage of you. This is all my understanding of the Dao of the Heart Sword. I will consider it as an exchange."

Jian Xin obviously didn't want to owe Song Changsheng a favor, so he had to pay it back on the spot even if he had to suffer some loss. These insights were the privilege only given to direct disciples, so he gave them to him without saying anything. "Then Song will take his leave first."

After watching Song Changsheng leave, Jian Xin took the jade slip and walked into the attic. Then, the sword energy in the yard suddenly became noisy...

In the following time, Song Changsheng and others stayed in their respective rooms to recuperate. Only a few younger generations such as Song Jingrun went out for a walk from time to time under the leadership of the deacons arranged by the Wanxiang Palace.

On this day, after Song Jingrun and others came back from outside, they urgently paid a visit to Song Changsheng.

"What's the matter?"

"Chief, we have seen people from the Jinxiu Banner." Song Jingrun said hurriedly.

"There are only three days left until the agreed time. It's not normal for them to go up the mountain at this moment. There's nothing to be surprised about." Song Youfu rolled his eyes.

"Could it be that Song Yuqing didn't come?"

"The clan leader knows everything?" Song Jingrun was stunned.

"From what I can infer, Song Yuqing had already been defeated by Qing Xing before. They still insisted on winning two out of three games, so they must have prepared a backup plan."

Song Changsheng didn't believe from the beginning that the Jinxiu Banner, as a thousand-year-old clan, would only have Song Yuqing as its trump card. Now it has come true.

"It's nothing more than a battle." Song Qingxing said calmly.

To him, Song Yuqing and anyone else are the same.

Draw your sword, then fight and win.

As if he had seen through Song Qingxing's thoughts, he could not help but emphasize: "When you go into battle, you must wear the battle armor I made for you. Don't be careless."

Song Qingxing said nothing, but just nodded slightly.

"Youfu should also be careful. Just do your best in this fight. Your life is the most important. You can admit defeat if you are defeated."

Song Youfu's eyes lit up when he heard this and he said, "Is it okay to just give up?"

"Chong"

Song Qingxing drew out his [Traceless Sword], and the cold light reflected on Song Youfu's face. He suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and laughed dryly, "Just a joke, just a joke.

Uncle Xing, please put your sword back first, it's very creepy."

A suppressed laugh suddenly rang out in the room...

On the other side, Song Tianyuan and others have also settled down.

"Ancestor, I have sent people to inquire. People from Wangyue Song family arrived a month ago. Do you want to go and meet them?" Song Zhexuan asked softly.

"Fighting within the same family and fighting between brothers has already made the world laugh at you. Now you have done something like this. How can I face them?"

Song Wuji knew that this was a mockery of him, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and said with a smile: "Grandson knows that this move is not very glorious, but grandson is also fair-minded. Song Changsheng's potential is too amazing. If we let him grow, it will be too threatening to the family.

This was also approved by the Supreme Elder and the Council of Elders.

My grandson knows that you don't want to go to war, but these grudges must be resolved, right? This is the least costly solution we can think of."

"Song Wuji, do you really think that I don't know what the ancestor said that day?" Song Tianyuan's eyes were filled with anger. He just remembered the family rules and didn't interfere too much in family affairs, but that didn't mean he was blind and deaf and knew nothing about the family.

Feeling the anger released by Song Tianyuan, Song Wuji's heart skipped a beat, but he said calmly: "Grandson has never thought of deceiving you.

Our ancestor is about to make a breakthrough and doesn't want to start a war. We can understand his intentions.

The fear is that the ancestor hasn't made a breakthrough yet, and Song Changsheng will come first. The family's defense is solid, so they are naturally fearless. But Donghai is different. If he uses some tricks in secret, the family's thousand-year cause may be destroyed.

My grandson is doing this to prevent any future problems."

"Hmph." Song Tianyuan snorted coldly, but did not refute.

Because he also had this concern in his heart. The feud had already been formed. Could killing Song Xiangjie really solve all the problems?
It was based on such considerations that he agreed to the challenge, intending to do Song Changsheng a favor and completely resolve the feud.

The family has lost some face, so just give some compensation.

However, he did not expect that Song Wuji added another condition to the bet, that the loser had to submit to the winner, which directly trapped him. The win or loss was no longer in his control, he could only win and not lose.

No one can bear the consequences of a large quantity becoming a small quantity.

Seeing this, Song Wuji sneered secretly in his heart. He knew that Song Tianyuan had good intentions towards Song Changsheng, so how could he not be on guard?
"My grandson still needs to go see Master Hua Ming, so I'll take my leave now."

After Song Wuji left, Song Tianyuan sighed deeply. At this moment, he felt extremely conflicted and entangled.

"Family, family."

……

Three days passed in a flash, and under the guidance of the deacon of Wanxiang Palace, both parties came to the trial field together.

Here, the leaders of the two tribes finally had their first contact.

Song Tianyuan also met this young man whom he admired very much. His youth was shocking.

"Song Changsheng, it's not too late to regret now." Song Wuji said in a cold voice.

Song Changsheng simply glanced at him and said, "Do you have the right to speak here? Are the people of Jinxiu Banner so unruly?"

"You!" Song Wuji's breath was suddenly choked and he was speechless for a moment. It had been a long time since anyone had been so presumptuous in front of him.

"Wuji, please step back." Song Tianyuan patted Song Wuji on the shoulder, looked at Song Changsheng and said, "Now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying more. Let's see who wins and who loses, all the past grudges will be wiped out."

"Okay." Song Changsheng agreed straightforwardly.

"Now that everyone has discussed it, let's get started. I'm Hua Ming, the elder of Wanxiang Palace, and I've been ordered to serve as a witness." Master Hua Ming said sternly from the side.

"The first match is a foundation-building battle. The monks from both sides will take the stage."

"Elder, this is inappropriate. Let's first say that there should be no chaos after the breakup. The rules haven't been established yet." Song Youfu said, crossing his arms.

Master Hua Ming's face darkened, and he scolded, "How dare you interrupt me here? Wanxiang Palace has its own rules. As an elder, how could I be partial to you and commit corruption?"

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ps: Thanks again to fellow Daoist Fallatch for the 10,000-point reward. I should have updated the article a long time ago, but I have not had time for it during this period of time, and it has been delayed until today. Fortunately, I have kept my promise.

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