Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

In the family's general affairs hall, several main elders of the Elder Council gathered together, ready to report to Song Changsheng.

Although Song Changsheng was away from the clan for a short time this time, a lot of things happened during this period and there were also great changes within the clan, so information needed to be exchanged quickly.

"Is everything going well in the clan during this period?"

“The clan is developing well, and the cultivators in seclusion have made breakthroughs one after another. In this year, the family has added a Purple Mansion cultivator and seven Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The number of newborns also set a new record in more than 500 years.

The family's several major industries have seen significant growth in scale and sales.

Especially in Sifang City, the two spiritual wine shops saw their turnover nearly double in the last six months, which should be a byproduct of the clan leader's enhanced prestige. Many monks came here to visit.

The family's inner storehouse plans to rent two more stores in Sifang City, and the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce has offered a very favorable price. "Song Qingxi said slowly.

As Song Changsheng's fame and prestige gradually increased, the sales of Song's products were also getting better and better. When the news of his severe damage to Song Daoling in the East China Sea came back, the sales would increase again. This could be regarded as a benefit attached to fame.

"Yes, how long have Qingxia and the others been away?" Song Changsheng nodded.

"It has been more than half a year. It should have just left the territory of Gusu Cultivation Realm."

"Do these subordinate forces have any intention to divert their attention to the development of the East China Sea?"

Song Changxiu took over the conversation and said, "Reporting to the clan leader, I have talked to the leaders of each force one by one, and most of the affiliated forces are willing to follow the clan's footsteps and go to the East China Sea to fight.

Give me some more time, and conservatively I can gather another 5,000 monks and 100,000 young and strong mortals."

It sounds like a lot, but if such a small number of people were spread out in the East China Sea, they wouldn't even be able to create a single wave, and even the Twin Islands couldn't be developed in a short time.

“It’s still not enough. After the space channel is built, we need to mobilize the independent cultivators as well.

Aren’t these people clamoring to develop the Canglan River every day? I have now prepared a wider world for them. If they have the ability, they can go to the East China Sea.

For those who are well-off, the family will provide a space teleportation array at cost price. For those who are financially constrained, they can also take a cross-domain flying boat at the family's cost price.

I don't believe these people won't be tempted." Song Changsheng said in a deep voice.

The survival methods of independent cultivators in different regions are also different. In the border cultivation world like Da Qi, which borders the demon race, most of them rely on hunting monsters, searching for natural treasures, etc. to collect resources for cultivation.

In places like the Da Xiao cultivation world that borders alien races, the main purpose is to accept mercenaries and earn resources using the heads of alien races.

As for the Daqian cultivation world, in addition to participating in the development of the East China Sea, its main business is to accept employment, such as mining, breeding, escort, etc.

Especially mining. In Da Qi, this is generally something that only mortals and prisoners of war do, but in Donghai there are many people doing this.

Because most of the resources in the East China Sea are hidden beneath the dangerous sea surface, mortals have no room for development at all. There are even fewer prisoners of war in Daqian, where the situation has always been stable. Therefore, employment has become the main source of miners.

Now that Da Qi has declared a truce with the demon clan and has banned independent cultivators from developing the Canglan River, many people have indeed lost their livelihoods. Some have changed careers, while others have fled.

Instead of doing this, it is better to send them all to the East China Sea and squeeze out their last bit of value. Population is the basis for rapid land reclamation and development.

"Yes, sir." Song Changxiu accepted the order respectfully. She had wanted to do this for a long time.

"Chief, the Canglan River water tribe is ready to make a move. I think it's time to expand the size of the demon-suppressing guards. If a war really breaks out, they should be the main force."

"You guys can handle these, no need to report to me." Song Changsheng still has great confidence in the ability of the Elders' Council.

“The ancestral hall and silkworm house you ordered have been built, and a piece of land has been set aside in Jiangzhou for planting and cultivating spiritual mulberry trees.

However, the spiritual silkworms exported by [Jinxiu Banner] have all been sterilized, so we still have to find new silkworm species." Song Qingxi sighed.

No matter how hard you look, it would probably be difficult to find a better silkworm species than the [Red-bellied Unicorn Silkworm]. But there is no way around it, as the control of the [Jinxiu Banner] is too strict.

"I was just about to ask about this matter, everyone, take a look at this." Song Changsheng flipped his hand and took out a jade slip, introducing it: "This method is called "Blood Soul Nurturing Spirit Scripture", although it is a magic method, it has very unique insights in cultivating spiritual plants and insects.

There are similar records in it.

If you can't cultivate the [Red-bellied One-horned Silkworm], then don't cultivate it. You just need to take its essence and blood and combine it with other similar silkworms, and you will have a chance to cultivate a stronger silkworm.

However, this process is bound to be very difficult, but as long as it succeeds, there is a chance of cultivating stronger spiritual silkworms.

Lingmulberry can also be cultivated through grafting and breeding. There are similar records in this book. After copying it, it will be distributed to the spiritual plant farmers in the family, asking them to study it carefully, try bravely, and not be afraid of failure.

But there is one thing, the cultivators who study this scripture must have a foundation-building level or above, and must be mentally firm and upright, so as not to be influenced by the scripture and affect their minds. "

After all, it was the work of the devil, and many of their methods were quite extreme. If one's mind was not strong enough, it would be easy to be influenced. Song Changsheng did not want to raise the Demon Sword and slash his own people one day.

"We will obey the orders of the patriarch."

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After the meeting, Song Changsheng left Song Qingxi alone and took out the [Six-Aperture Golden Lotus] and [Star Fruit Tree] from his storage bag.

Song Qingxi's eyes suddenly lit up. As a spiritual plant master, she was familiar with most of the spiritual plants in the world. How could she not know the preciousness of these two spiritual plants?

“It will take some time for this [Six-Aperture Golden Lotus] to mature, so you take care of it yourself. Once you complete the mission at the Wanxiang Palace, I will exchange it for the [Dragon Pattern Fruit] and [Phoenix Blood Flower]. By then, the family will be able to refine the [Golden Pill] on their own.

This [Star Fruit Tree] can grow faster if planted in an area with rich laws, so I decided to plant it in the Wutong Small World, and you also have to pay attention to take care of it.

These [Star Fruits] will fall off soon, and I will send the ripe one to Qing Xing at that time, hoping it will be of some help. "Song Changsheng said solemnly.

"I understand, but why is there a bottle under this [Star Fruit Tree]?"

“I forgot to tell you that there is a huge amount of [Taiyin Guishui] in this jade bottle. After I plant it, you can find time to refine it. Using it to cultivate spiritual plants can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

When the time comes, you can give some to the Alchemy Hall and the Spirit Beast Hall as well."

"Taiyin Guishui?" Song Qingxi was shocked. After seeing the capacity clearly, his face was full of disbelief. How many good things did his uncle bring back on this trip?
After finishing the business, Song Changsheng immediately mentioned a more serious topic: "Where is my aunt buried?"

Song Qingxi sighed softly and said, "In the ancestral mausoleum, next to great grandfather and great uncle Lu Tong."

Song Changsheng nodded silently, then walked out of the hall alone.

In recent years, with the rapid development of the Song family, everything has been changing. It is not enough to describe it as changing with each passing day. Even the Soul Lamp Hall has been replaced by a clan temple.

Only the ancestral tomb has remained the same without any changes, except for the addition of more graves.

Song Changsheng carried a pot of spiritual wine and walked slowly to Song Luyun's tombstone. Looking at the new inscriptions, he felt a little sad.

Song Luyun's left and right were Song Lutong and Song Xianyun, and further away were Song Luyao, Song Luhuai, and Song Changxi...

They all made great contributions to the rise of the Soong family, but all fell before dawn.

"Aunt, Uncle Tong, Grandpa Twenty-one... I'm here to see you." Song Changsheng silently poured wine for them all, and sat on the cold floor tiles. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and could only stare at their tombstones in a daze. After a cultivator dies, his soul returns to heaven and earth, and his true spirit reincarnates.

At this time, they may have already been reborn, and no matter how much you say, they will not be able to hear you.

“Let me tell you something happy.

Aunt, the family has already established a firm foothold in the East China Sea. The [Jinxiu Banner] has surrendered, and the family has built an ancestral hall. The strategy of having three burrows has been completed. Your vision and family strategy during your lifetime have basically been accomplished.

Twenty-one Grandpa, Youlin has broken through the Purple Mansion period. He has lived up to your expectations. Now he is in the East China Sea, and he is doing very well.

I want to pass the position of clan leader to him, but I am afraid of putting too much pressure on him. I have been hesitant. Please give me some advice.

Uncle Tong, the only people you are worried about are probably your aunt and your cousin Changjun.

My aunt has made outstanding contributions in the Baiyi Palace over the years. When her cultivation level improves a bit, I plan to let her take on the position of elder.

My cousin Changjun is talented and motivated. He has already broken through to the foundation building stage this year. He is already old enough and it is time for him to get married. My aunt... and Xier have already started to pay attention to him.

In addition, I plan to send him away for a few years to give him some good experience. After all, a towering tree cannot grow in a greenhouse.

I believe that if you were still here, you would definitely make the same choice as me."

At this point, Song Changsheng suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "No, you should be more ruthless than me, but that would be too hard. Times have changed. There is no need to tighten the belt like before..."

Song Changsheng talked on and on. It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but once he started talking he couldn't stop and they chatted until late at night.

At this moment, he heard the sound of faint footsteps.

He didn't even need to use his spiritual sense to know who the visitor was.

He was very familiar with her footsteps and even her breath.

"How do you know I'm here?" Song Changsheng turned around and looked at the person who came. She was wearing a plain white long dress, with a bamboo basket slung over her arm, and she was walking in the cold moonlight.

Zhuang Yuechan walked closer, put down the bamboo basket in her hand and said, "I didn't see you come back after the clan meeting, so I knew you must have come here."

Song Changsheng smiled slightly, cast his eyes on the tightly covered bamboo basket and said, "What did you bring? It smells so good."

"I fried a few side dishes, and we also learned the rules of the mortal world."

When the lid of the basket was opened, several steaming dishes were revealed and placed one by one in front of Song Luyun's tomb. The originally deserted and lonely ancestral tomb suddenly had a bit more of the atmosphere of human life.

"That's thoughtful of you." Song Changsheng stretched out his hand and held Zhuang Yuechan's snow-white hand, and said softly.

"Are your injuries feeling better?" Zhuang Yuechan placed her hand gently on Song Changsheng's chest and asked with pity.

"It's not a serious problem anymore. You will be completely healed after a period of seclusion.

This trip to the East China Sea brought unimaginable benefits to both me and my family.

Next time you can come with us and enjoy the scenery that you can’t see inland.”

Zhuang Yuechan nodded firmly and said, "Okay, I'll go with you next time."

The two of them sat together, leaning against each other, and did not leave the ancestral mausoleum until the sun rose...

"Boom-"

As a few distant bells rang, all the monks of Cangmang Peak gathered in front of the new Soul Lamp Square.

For the Song family monks, today is undoubtedly a day of special significance. A large number of monks outside rushed back to Cangmang Peak just to witness a trial with their own eyes.

At the same time, they will also perform a sacrificial ceremony that is completely different from the past.

Song Xianming, who had not been seen for a long time, was dressed in solemn sacrificial clothes and stood at the front of the crowd. Even Song Changsheng had to lag behind him half a step. They faced the ancestral hall, solemn and dignified.

"Boom"

The gate of the ancestral hall slowly opened, and an old elder shouted loudly: "Kneel!"

Everyone knelt down on the mat in unison.

"bye!"

Everyone bowed down together, solemnly and sacredly.

After three bows and nine kowtows, Song Xianming and others walked into the ancestral hall with offerings in their hands. Compared with the original Soul Lamp Hall, it had changed greatly.

In addition to the original tablets, there are many more tablets that are both familiar and unfamiliar to the Song family's monks.

They are familiar because these names have been passed down from generation to generation and everyone knows them.

They felt unfamiliar because they had never seen these tablets before. Before this, they could not and were not qualified to worship these ancestral tablets. This was a patent that only the Jinxiu Banner had.

And now, they can, and they have obtained the qualification in a legitimate way.

Song Xianming began to recite the sacrificial text and presided over the sacrificial ceremony.

A clear and solemn voice echoed in the air. At this moment, the sense of identification with the family and honor directly broke through the limit.

There were even many elders in the crowd who shed tears of excitement; they had been waiting for this moment for too long.

They are no longer descendants of sinners, but authentic Song family members!

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, Song Xiangjie was brought up by the monks from the Law Enforcement Hall.

He has woken up at this moment, but all the acupoints in his body have been sealed by Song Changsheng himself. He does not have any strength at all and is like a puddle of mud.

In order to prevent him from disrupting the sacrifice, his mouth was sealed with magic, and making any sound was a luxury for him.

The Song family monks present looked at him with either indifference or resentment, but none of them had any effect on him, except for the man and woman in front of him.

Their eyes were filled with scarlet blood and hatred, and the murderous intent seemed to pierce his face directly, making him feel the long-lost fear.

If looks could kill, he would have died a thousand times already.

He knew both of them, one was Song Yulong and the other was Song Yushi.

...(End of chapter)