Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

After being reminded by Song Wuji, Song Mushang immediately understood his current situation. His previous arrogance had disappeared without a trace at this moment, and he hurriedly said: "I..."

Before he could utter the second word, the sword energy shot out by Song Qingxing's finger directly pierced through his dantian, and his purple mansion furnace shattered like porcelain.

The expression on Song Muchang's face suddenly became distorted. The severe pain made him involuntarily curl up on the ground, trembling constantly, and he forced back the word "surrender".

"You...you ruined my cultivation! You ruined my cultivation!"

Feeling the rapid loss of magic power in his body, Song Muchang became completely panicked, and looked at Song Qingxing as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The Purple Mansion Furnace is the place where the Golden Elixir is nurtured. A cultivator only has one chance to smelt it in his lifetime. Song Qingxing destroyed his Purple Mansion Furnace, which not only reduced his Purple Mansion cultivation, but also cut off his future path.

For him, this was undoubtedly something more terrifying than death.

"Bastard!"

Song Wuji's eyes were red with anger. Song Mushang was a rare genius in the family that only appeared once in a thousand years, but he was wasted like this.

"We have already admitted defeat, why do you still want to kill so ruthlessly!"

Song Qingxing just glanced at him indifferently, then turned and walked out of the trial field without any intention of answering him.

Looking at Song Qingxing's back, Song Wuji clenched and relaxed his fists under his sleeves several times, but finally reason overcame anger.

Not to mention whether he is a match for Song Qingxing, with several Jindan Zhenren beside him, it is impossible for him to succeed. Acting rashly will only make their situation even more unfavorable.

"It was said before that no one can interfere with the battle, so the Song clan leader's previous words of surrender are not valid. Song Mushang is the standard, and he has not surrendered.

Therefore, Song Qingxing did not violate the rules. Instead, Chief Song should take this as a warning. If you interfere with the normal progress of the battle again, this elder has the right to expel you. "Jian Xin said in a vague voice.

Song Wuji was filled with anger but didn't dare show it. He walked into the trial field and took Song Mushang, who looked like a lost soul, away.

He said in a deep voice to Song Tianyuan: "I have seen how ruthless these people are. They have destroyed the future of the family. This final battle is related to the family's honor and eternal glory. I ask you not to have any more illusions about these people."

Looking at the distraught Song Mushan and the unconscious Song Xinxuan beside him, Song Tianyuan sighed deeply. Finally, it came to this point.

The original intention of coming here was to eliminate the hatred between the two sides, but unexpectedly, it only made the hatred grow deeper.

"Forget it, forget it." Song Tianyuan stood up. Things had come to this point. He had no other choice but to fight to the death.

The family genius was abandoned, and as the supreme elder, he had to avenge him for both moral and legal reasons. This was the inevitable trend of the times and could not be changed by his will.

"In the second match, the Purple Mansion battle, Song Qingxing of the Wangyue Song family won." The voice of Hua Ming Zhenren sounded, representing that the Song family won the first battle.

Witnessing the fall of a top genius, even Master Hua Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of regret, but in comparison, Song Qingxing's performance stood out even more.

Only nine years had passed since he last became famous in Daqian. He stepped into everyone's sight step by step, standing on the shoulders of two top talents of the Jinxiu Banner.

When the result of this battle spreads, the three words "Song Qingxing" will surely cause a sensation in Daqian and even the surrounding cultivation world again.

"Unlimited potential..." Master Hua Ming sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that he should not rashly get involved just for the little benefit Song Wuji gave him.

"Uncle, I have accomplished your mission."

Song Qingxing bowed calmly, without any joy of victory on his face. To be more precise, there was not even the slightest unnecessary expression.

"After eight years of sword practice at Wangyue Cliff, your [Sword Intent of Killing] has actually reached a small level of success. Song Mushang's defeat was not unfair." Song Changsheng did not expect that Song Qingxing would win so easily.

At this time, Song Jingyuan stood up, bowed respectfully and said, "Grand Protector Elder, there is something I don't understand."

"speak."

Song Qingxing has always been more patient with younger generations who are eager to learn.

"Just now, after the guardian elder defeated Song Mushang, you could have directly killed his soul. Why did you only destroy his purple mansion furnace in the end, causing him to fall to the foundation-building stage?"

Cut the grass at its roots and eradicate all evil, this was the principle that Song Changsheng and Song Qingxing had taught them over and over again, but now, Song Qingxing's behavior was exactly the opposite of this, which made him very puzzled.

"Letting him live is the greatest punishment for him. The life span of a mortal is too short. I want to keep his eyes."

Song Jingyuan was a little confused when he heard this, and his brain was a little confused for a while.

“For someone like him, living is indeed more painful than death. Mortals only live for a short hundred years, which is too easy for him. His foundation building is just right, and his path is bleak, like a useless person.

The guardian elder meant to keep his eyes open, and within two hundred years, let him witness with his own eyes the collapse of heaven and earth, the falling of the stars, and the destruction of the ten thousand year old clan. "Song Jingrui's eyes flashed with excitement.

"So that's it." Song Jingyuan suddenly understood. He had never thought that there was such a meaning. They are both brains, so why is there such a big difference?

"Take good care of Youfu, this farce should be over." Song Changsheng's gaze passed over the dilapidated trial field and fell on Song Tianyuan.

Hua Ming Zhenren did not waste time and announced directly: "The third match is the Golden Core Battle. The aerial trial field is open. Zhenren from both sides are invited to enter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick, white beam of light shot up into the sky from the depths of the Wanxiang Palace and exploded thousands of feet in the sky, forming an intricate and mysterious formation that seemed to cover the entire sky.

Song Changsheng and Song Tianyuan flashed and in an instant they each occupied a corner of the trial field.

The destructive power of Jindan Zhenren is undisputed. Even a fifth-order spirit vein as strong as this cannot withstand it. Only the vast sky can allow them to let go and do whatever they want.

Song Changsheng stands on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, with the [Yin-Yang Soul-Slaying Gourd] hanging from his waist, the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] hanging from his head, the [Four Seas Peace] in his hand, and the [Void Bell] hidden in his sleeve.

[Yin Yang], [Life], [Space], [Five Elements], [Kendo]...

Lines of laws and principles emerged behind him, which was astonishing to look at. Even if he was just standing there quietly, he seemed to have merged into one with the surrounding void.

On the other side, Song Tianyuan also displayed the heritage that a thousand-year-old clan should have. [Brocade Picture], [Seven-Inch Nail], [Sea-Suppressing Seal], [Water-Controlling Flag], [Hunyuan Armor] surrounded him, protecting him perfectly. Each of them made ordinary people salivate.

The mere confrontation of the auras between the two sides' magical weapons was enough to cause the space to vibrate.

"Elder Tianyuan, I'm here to keep my appointment. Just make your move." Song Changsheng's eyes were indifferent and his voice was like thunder.

"I originally thought that this could be resolved through more harmonious means." Song Tianyuan had a complicated expression. He had indeed invited Song Changsheng before and wanted to meet him, but definitely not in this kind of situation. "I also hoped that you would realize your mistake and resolve these issues peacefully, but I did not see your sincerity.

There is no point in talking more, let's see the truth with our hands, thousands of heroes in the family are watching here, I don't want to waste too much time and keep them waiting." Song Changsheng slowly raised the spirit sword in his hand and said indifferently.

"Then be careful!"

Song Tianyuan waved his sleeves and opened a scroll in the air, and a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers unfolded in front of Song Changsheng, covering the sky and the sun, and the beautiful mountains and rivers came alive, with an ambition to encompass everything.

"Break!" Song Changsheng uttered the word calmly, and the yin and yang energies under his feet turned into two dragons, one black and one white, which rushed out instantly. With the loud dragon roar, the dragons overlapped each other and turned into a pair of large scissors, "cutting" towards its original body [Jinxiu Tu].

It looks like "cutting", but in fact it is the oppression and strangulation of the laws of Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang can even separate heaven and earth, so it is more than just a picture.

This [Brocade Picture], which had been painstakingly refined for hundreds of years and woven with silk from the fourth-rank [Heavenly Silkworm King], was "cut" in half from the center by the black and white scissors, causing great damage to its spirituality.

An abnormal blush suddenly appeared on Song Tianyuan's face, but he quickly suppressed it. Only the smell of blood in his mouth and nose proved what had just happened.

"Swish"

The black and white scissors suddenly swept towards Song Tianyuan's neck, leaving him no chance to rest or react.

"Control!" Song Tianyuan waved his sleeves, and the [Water Control Flag] appeared in his hand. He waved it with great power. Every time he waved it, the vast laws of water were stirred, and the sky seemed to have turned into a vast ocean.

The big scissors formed by the Yin and Yang energies were swept away and "detained" by the [Water Control Flag] as soon as they fell. Song Tianyuan slapped them down with one palm, and they returned directly to the Yin and Yang energies.

Song Changsheng suddenly opened his right hand, and a hidden rune flashed on his palm: "Water and fire in the world, serve as my vanguard, and resist!"

In an instant, the rhyme of the law of water in the air began to rush towards Song Changsheng frantically, and even Song Tianyuan almost lost his grip on the [Water Control Flag] in his hand.

Even though it has not been used for many years, the power of [Water and Fire Control Technique] should not be underestimated. It is no exaggeration to say that water and fire in the world are my forerunners.

"What kind of magical power is this? It's so weird." Song Tianyuan was secretly shocked. Just for a moment, he seemed to have lost contact with the [Water Control Flag] in his hand.

This is a genuine low-grade spiritual treasure, which he obtained by fighting with the sea clans with swords and knives during his years of guarding the East China Sea. If it were taken away by Song Changsheng, the loss would be too great.

He vaguely guessed that it might be related to the law of water. He put away the [Water Control Flag] and directly used the [Sea Suppression Seal] and [Seven-Inch Nail].

"Suppression!"

Song Tianyuan's energy surged like a tide, and the [Zhenhai Seal] burst into brilliant light and expanded rapidly in the air. The shadow of a dragon with a ferocious head was hovering above it, letting out a long roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

This was an evil dragon he killed in the East China Sea. The remaining soul was refined into the [Seal of Suppressing the Sea], which had a unique suppressive power on the sea people, and ultimately made this spiritual treasure famous in the East China Sea.

The aura it released made Song Changsheng's heart palpitate for a moment.

He directly summoned the [Hundred Evils Qiongqi Cauldron], and the Sky-Swallowing Qiongqi roared and rushed directly towards the evil dragon's phantom.

The dragon bloodline is noble and can suppress most of the demons and sea creatures, but Qiongqi, one of the four great ferocious beasts in ancient times, is not afraid even of a real dragon.

Seeing the murderous Qiongqi rushing towards him, the evil dragon's shadow couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

How could Qiongqi give up such a good opportunity? He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the evil dragon's phantom along with the [Seal of the Sea] whole.

"what?"

Seeing his spiritual treasure being swallowed by the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron], Song Tianyuan's face was full of disbelief.

"The cauldron refines the universe!" Song Changsheng did not give him any chance to resist. He directly and openly activated the [Bai Sha Qiongqi Cauldron] to begin refining the [Zhen Hai Seal] and forcibly erase the imprint of Song Tianyuan's soul.

Song Tianyuan was horrified and spat out a mouthful of blood which poured onto the Seven-Inch Nail in front of him. He hammered it with all his might, and the blood-colored nail mysteriously disappeared. His spiritual sense was completely unable to capture its trace. This was a very rare space magic weapon.

Suddenly, Song Changsheng's heart was filled with alarm and he directly threw out the [Void Bell] hidden in his sleeve.

"Duang—"

When the [Void Bell] was struck for the first time, waves of space ripples spread out in all directions with it as the center. Wherever the ripples passed, everything was exposed, and the [Seven Inch Nails] hidden in the void was naturally no exception.

It had actually quietly killed Song Changsheng to within a hundred feet of his back.

"Great magical power [The universe in the sleeve]"

Song Changsheng spread his sleeves, and a dark space vortex emerged. Its powerful devouring force caused [Seven-Inch Nail] to crash into it, and it ran around like a headless fly.

"【The World in Your Sleeves】, did you kill Mu Qi?" Song Tianyuan suddenly looked up.

"He deserves to die!" Song Changsheng shouted loudly and took a step forward. He appeared behind Song Tianyuan like a ghost, with [Peace in the Four Seas] in his hand, carrying the mighty sword, as if he could flatten the four seas.

Song Tianyuan’s attainments in the art of space were also very high. He could travel thousands of miles away with one breath. He clasped his hands together and then suddenly separated them. The scorching magic power gathered in the center, like a small sun, constantly splitting, expanding, and shining brightly.

Countless monks in the Wanxiang Palace felt their hearts tremble, and when they looked up, they saw this shocking scene that seemed like the end of the world.

"Great Divine Power [Big Sun Soaring in the Sky]"

Song Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly turned black and white as he opened and closed them.

A pair of huge eyes with vicissitudes and vastness appeared behind him, and the world in front of Song Tianyuan instantly turned into a black and white world without any extra colors.

"Innate magical power [Yin Yang Annihilation]"

The moment the giant eye behind Song Changsheng opened, the whole world seemed to come to a standstill, and two completely opposite forces frantically tore Song Tianyuan's body apart.

Song Tianyuan had already prepared a way to deal with this. He recited the [Breaking the Taboo Spell] and the black and white world constructed by the Yin and Yang laws was shattered.

The might of the "scorching sun" has accumulated to its peak and suddenly falls down...

ps: The move is finished and I am exhausted.

(End of this chapter)