Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

The moon and the sun were flickering in light and darkness. The two forces intertwined with each other, wrapping up Song Tianyuan and his golden elixir. The space moved slightly, and black and white were reversed.

When the yin and yang energies dissipated, Song Tianyuan had disappeared. The next moment, he appeared outside the trial field. He fainted and fell from the air, and his golden elixir returned to his body.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat, my clan admits defeat, and I hope Master Zixu will show mercy." Song Zhexuan realized it belatedly and shouted anxiously into the air. He did not expect that they would end up dying together, and he could not help but panic for a moment.

Master Hua Ming also quickly said, "Song Tianyuan has already left the trial field and is judged as the loser. Song Changsheng of the Wangyue Song Clan has won and is not allowed to continue his attack.

In the end, Wangyue Song's team won two games and tied one, and won this battle!"

After saying a lot, the core is actually just one sentence.

But even if he didn't say it, Song Changsheng would not continue to attack. [Qiankun Shift] is not a magical power that is so easy to use. The consumption is incredibly high, especially when forcibly transferring a Jindan Zhenren, the consumption is even more terrifying.

With Jianxin and Huaming Zhenren around, it is no longer possible to kill Song Tianyuan, and it will instead give others an advantage.

However, the purpose of this battle has been achieved. Song Tianyuan is half disabled and will not be able to manage affairs for at least the next few decades, which will bring about a series of chain reactions.

One is that the hostile forces around the [Jinxiu Banner] will definitely not miss this rare opportunity. Among the three Jindan Zhenren, only Song Daoling is left in charge, and he cannot handle the situation alone.

Secondly, Song Tianyuan has always been in charge of the East China Sea. With his fall, the Jinxiu Banner will either have to give up its interests in the East China Sea, or only Song Daoling will go there, and then their own industry will inevitably shrink.

The Song family will then intervene in the dispute over the East China Sea, and naturally they will have the opportunity to fight against Song Daoling.

Thirdly, as the only person within the Jinxiu Banner who can restrain Song Daoling, without his checks and balances, the internal struggle within the Jinxiu Banner will inevitably intensify rapidly, and the Song family is happy to see such internal friction.

"Song Wuji, do you have anything to say now?" Song Changsheng looked down at Song Wuji from above and said lightly.

Song Wuji's face turned pale. He tried his best to suppress the anger and shame in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Song Xiangjie will be handed over to you to deal with."

He almost squeezed these words out from between his teeth.

"That's all. Do you still need me to remind you?"

Song Wuji's face became even gloomier, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We will send someone to hand over the prize we agreed on before the war as soon as possible. Is that enough?"

"not enough.

You still have to submit to my clan and send us hostages!" Song Changsheng's words were so powerful that they spread across the five peaks of Wanxiang under the blessing of his magic power. For a moment, the world seemed to be quiet for a few breaths.

Even Master Jianxin and Master Huaming looked at them in surprise. They didn't know there was such a layer in the terms. If that was the case, then the stakes of this battle would be too high. [Jinxiu Banner] was equivalent to giving away all their ancestors.

Song Wuji's old face had turned the color of liver, and he was shaking with anger. He said angrily: "Song Changsheng, don't go too far!"

"Too much? Ha." Song Changsheng suddenly laughed, then his smile suddenly withdrew, and he said coldly: "If I remember correctly, this condition was proposed by you, and you didn't seem to have such awareness at that time.

Now that we have lost, it is too late to say so! "

Song Changsheng's eyes were as sharp as knives, and his gaze was as cold as iron. Song Wuji felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he took a step back involuntarily, with cold sweat slowly flowing down his cheeks from his temples.

For a moment, he even suspected that Song Changsheng wanted to kill him and had already smelled the scent of death.

This is actually beyond doubt. If it weren't in the Wanxiang Palace, Song Changsheng would have chopped him into pieces and reduced his bones to ashes.

“I will give you ten days to hand over the ancestral tablets of your family to me. The ancestral tombs must also be moved to Cangmang Peak. Also, send a list of the clan members, which will be entered into the family tree by the clan. On the day of the clan sacrifice, come to my Cangmang Peak to pay homage and pay obeisance.

In addition, I also want you to come to my clan as a hostage!"

"You...you..." Song Wuji's face turned red, his eyes were wide open, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes turned black and he fainted on the spot.

"Chief, Chief." All the elders of the Jinxiu Banner were suddenly in a panic, some were breathing hard, some were taking medicine.

Looking at the chaos below, Song Changsheng couldn't help but sneer. How could he not see through Song Wuji's cleverness? But it didn't matter to him. Let alone being unconscious, even if he was dead now, what should be done still had to be done!
"Don't embarrass yourself here. I will only give you ten days. If you can't do it, this matter will never end here." Song Changsheng said indifferently.

Song Tianyuan and Song Wuji both fell. The people of [Jinxiu Banner] lost their backbone and had to turn their attention to Song Zhexuan.

Song Zhexuan was supporting the seriously injured Song Tianyuan and was already exhausted. Song Changsheng on this side was speaking sharply and pressing him step by step, which made him very troubled.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, “Master, we have brought the bets here, and we can send someone to take over now.

However, we really have no right to decide on the ranking of ancestors and the issue of hostages. We hope that you will be magnanimous for a while and let us return to the clan to ask for instructions. We will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. "

"Then let Song Wuji stay here first. I am also quite accomplished in the Way of Life, and I will definitely be able to keep him safe."

"This..." Song Zhexuan was sweating profusely, and his tone was almost pleading: "Please be magnanimous, Master."

Master Hua Ming, who was standing by, did not forget that he had received a gift, and he quickly stepped forward, cleared his throat and said, "Daoist Zixu, these things are extraordinary, and they are definitely not something they can decide in a short time.

Now that your battle is over, and my Wanxiang Palace has completed its mission as a witness, why don't you go talk somewhere else?"

The words sound nice, but in fact they are just excuses for Song Wuji. After leaving Wanxiang Palace, Song Changsheng can only go to Tianlong Peak to ask for people, but he would be able to get nothing there.

In fact, Song Changsheng did not expect that the Jinxiu Banner would agree to his conditions. He specifically proposed it just to use other people's mouths to spread the matter, so that the whole world would know the true face of the Jinxiu Banner and make them lose face. If you want to defeat a family, you must first defeat their spirit and ambition, so that the upper and lower levels will be alienated.

Everyone has pride and self-esteem. The larger the family, the more proud the disciples are, and they are proud of the family's glory.

But what has happened now has completely shattered the glory of the Jinxiu Banner. No matter where they go now, they will be looked at strangely by others.

These gazes were like steel whips, lashing their souls again and again.

What will be their attitude towards Song Wuji, the source of these humiliations?
"You only have ten days." Song Changsheng said lightly, then floated to the ground.

"Xing'er, bring Song Xiangjie back."

"Yes."

Song Xiangjie was a man who deserved to die, and he was the root of all these troubles. It was naturally impossible to protect him at this moment. Without Song Qingxing saying anything, Song Zhexuan and others directly handed over the unconscious Song Xiangjie, along with a storage bag.

Then he fled in a hurry with Song Wuji.

Song Changsheng did not stop him, but turned to look at Master Hua Ming beside him, put on a smile and said, "If the Jinxiu Banner wants to breach the contract, please ask the elders and Wanxiang Palace to make the decision for us."

Hua Ming Zhenren laughed dryly and said, "As long as it is within the scope of the previous contract, since Wanxiang Palace has intervened, they will naturally be responsible to the end."

Song Changsheng couldn't help but sneer. The contract was unilaterally drawn up between Jinxiu Banner and him. Wasn't he the one who had the final say on the contents?

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Elder."

"If you have time, Fellow Daoist Zixu, you can stay in my Wanxiang Palace for a few days. My palace master will come out of retreat soon, and he wants to chat with you." At this time, Jianxin suddenly spoke.

Song Changsheng had expected this, and nodded slightly, saying, "I dare not ask you to do this, but I am sorry to bother you now."

"Please take a rest, fellow Taoist. The scenery inside the palace is quite nice. You can go around and look around in the next few days."

"I have long admired the Wanxiang Stone Forest in your palace."

"You can go there tomorrow. There will be a sea of ​​flowers and butterflies dancing in Wanxiang Stone Forest recently. It only happens once a year. Don't miss it."

"I am looking forward to it. I will take my leave now."

"Fellow Taoist, please."

Song Changsheng and others took Song Youfu back to their residence. Song Jingyuan, who had been holding back for the whole journey, finally couldn't help but speak: "Clan leader, Song Wuji must have pretended to be unconscious. How could a Purple Mansion cultivator be so fragile? How did you let him get away with it?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at him at the same time.

"What, did I... said something wrong?" Song Jingyuan's voice suddenly weakened.

There was a burst of suppressed laughter at the scene.

"No, what are you laughing at?"

Song Jingrui smiled and shook his head, saying: "That's right, I guess no one thought that my brother could see this.

Brother, you should know that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Instead of doing this, it is better for everyone to go down the stairs. Anyway, he is the one who is embarrassed.

Besides, do you think they will agree to such harsh conditions? "

"That definitely won't happen." Song Jingyuan shook his head.

"If that's the case, what's the point of exposing it? Song Wuji won't admit it, and there's no evidence. It makes us look aggressive."

Song Jingyuan suddenly realized, and then he spat: "After all, you are the head of the clan, you really can't lose face."

"If he really becomes a proton, it will be fatal to him. What does it matter if he loses face now? He uses the tactic of 'delay' beautifully."

"Bah, old thing."

"These problems are secondary. How should we deal with this bastard?" Song Jingrun looked at Song Xiangjie who was being dragged by Song Qingxing.

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ps: I will add another 3,000 words. I am sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. I will try to give you the 10,000 words worth of monthly votes during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday.

The main reason I added more chapters this time is because the recommendation promised by the editor this month has come down, which can be regarded as a forced extension of my life, and there is some hope for the future.

I would like to thank my fellow Taoists for their support along the way. There is not much I can do, so I can only add more chapters to show my gratitude.

Good night, fellow Taoists. (End of this chapter)