Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Yiqun is getting a little impatient."

Looking at the empty table, Song Changsheng drank the spirit wine in his cup and said softly.

Zhuang Yuechan thoughtfully poured him a glass of wine and said, "It's normal for him to be anxious."

You are already the renowned Master Zixu, and I will soon be going into seclusion to break through to the Golden Core stage. Yunhe is also heading to the Golden Core stage this time. He is only one step away from the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion stage. With his talent, he will break through to the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion stage in the blink of an eye during this training trip.

Yiqun has only recently broken through to the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and his progress is already somewhat behind ours.

When we first met, his cultivation was outstanding. Now that he's lost his edge, it's normal for us to be anxious.

Don't let his carefree and unassuming nature fool you; he feels just as much urgency as anyone else. He's the successor of the Ancient Sword Sect, and while he talks about it with a laugh, the responsibility on his shoulders is incredibly heavy.

With his talent, as long as he focuses on cultivation and has enough resources, he can catch up with us quickly. The Ancient Sword Sect has a strong foundation, and he's probably going back this time with the determination to break through to the Golden Core stage.

Of the four, Zhu Yiqun is the most talented.

Among them, there are two "Great Dao Foundations". Song Changsheng's [Yin Yang Dao Foundation] is somewhat exaggerated. It mainly relies on the "Yin Yang Xuan Hua Jing" to absorb the essence of the sun and moon every day and accumulate it in his body. Finally, he achieved the [Yin Yang Dao Foundation] after integrating the Yin and Yang energies.

Zhu Yiqun is different. He was able to achieve the [Devouring Dao Foundation] thanks to his innate talent. Now he has cultivated the [Devouring Spirit Body], and with sufficient resources, his cultivation speed is virtually limitless.

The reason why his cultivation level is currently at the bottom among them is twofold: firstly, he is studying the Great Dream Cultivation Method, and secondly, he is obsessed with the Way of Medicinal Cuisine. He is not very active in cultivation in normal times, and only now has he realized this.

However, if speed is pursued, the resources required will be several times greater than those needed for normal cultivation. The Song family will need to supply several cultivators who are breaking through to the Golden Core stage at the same time in the future, and they cannot afford to supply this gluttonous man.

Zhu Yiqun wanted to pursue speed and catch up with Zhuang Yuechan and the others as soon as possible, so he had to use the resources of the Ancient Sword Sect.

However, there are only a few successors of the Ancient Sword Sect, and Zhu Yiqun is the designated successor. It is precisely the time to make use of these resources.

Zhu Yiqun's decision to return at this time was naturally the result of careful consideration.

The Ancient Sword Sect is definitely more suitable for development than the Song Clan.

Speaking of which, Song Changsheng was quite curious about the "old man" that Zhu Yiqun mentioned.

He had heard about this person many times from Zhu Yiqun and Xu Yunhe, but had never met him.

The understanding comes from the descriptions of the two people, and the key point is that the two people's descriptions are different and quite different.

In Xu Yunhe's words, he was a reclusive master with extraordinary swordsmanship, an otherworldly demeanor, and unconventional behavior.

In Zhu Yiqun's words, however, he was a foul-mouthed, lazy old man who did nothing all day and was often nowhere to be found.

The two people's descriptions are not so different as to be completely unrelated.

This only piqued his curiosity further.

In conclusion, this old man is definitely not as simple as he appears in public; he is certainly more than just a Purple Mansion cultivator.

Similarly, the Ancient Sword Sect may also be underestimated.

"If there's an opportunity, I might visit the Ancient Sword Sect," Song Changsheng said thoughtfully.

Zhuang Yuechan smiled knowingly: "You want to see Yiqun's master, right?"

"This is a highly accomplished person; I should definitely meet him if I have the chance."

"How was this enlightenment? Are you confident enough to attempt a breakthrough to the Golden Core stage? I've already obtained the [Golden Core Formation Pill] and the [Heavenly Clarity Jade Marrow Pill] from the Myriad Manifestations Palace."

"Everything is ready, and we will soon be going into seclusion. I'm just wondering if anything will happen to the family during our seclusion."

Song Changsheng took her hands and said, "The Blood Demon Sect and the Haoran Alliance have been destroyed. The Golden-Eyed Demon Kingdom is still preparing for the next beast tide. The sea race has just experienced a bloody battle and is licking its wounds and recovering its strength."

The [Splendid Banner] has also been subdued by me. Although there is some turmoil in the surrounding cultivation world, it does not currently affect the cultivation world of the Great Qi. For now, this is truly the most suitable period for seclusion in the next hundred years.

"In that case, I am relieved."

Three days later, she officially began her seclusion. "Zhuang Yuechan made up her mind.

Song Changsheng took out a Golden Core Pill and a Heavenly Clarity Jade Marrow Pill and handed them to her. Then he climbed to the top of Cangmang Peak and met Song Xianming.

Playing with the Golden Core in his hand, Song Xianming was filled with emotion. Back then, the Song family had begged and pleaded everywhere for a piece of Yin-Yang Purple Tree Heart, but to no avail and were instead looked down upon by others.

Now, even the [Golden Core] is available, and it's not a unique item; there will be more in the future.

He said earnestly, "If your divine soul clone truly merges with the spirit body of the Reincarnation True Monarch, then if the Chen Clan of the Eastern Heaven encounters any danger in the future, you should lend a helping hand as much as possible. If it weren't for their legacy, the family would have taken many more detours."

This is not a stroke of luck; we have benefited from the legacy of the Chen family of Tianshui, which is a consequence of karma. Since you did not betray us after we had served our purpose, you must make amends for this cause and effect.

If a family wants to prosper, it should follow the right path and understand the true way.

We must set a good example for our children and grandchildren so that we may reap good results in the future.

You have studied the Law of Cause and Effect; you should understand this point much better than I do.

Song Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, as long as the Chen family of Dongtian knows what's good for them, I can at least guarantee them a thousand years of prosperity."

Furthermore, if they wish, my divine avatar can even protect them as the Chen family patriarch.

People's hearts are fickle. The phrase "knowing when to be pragmatic" is easy to say but difficult to do. Who knows if Chen will hold a grudge and turn around and bite Song?

Therefore, the best approach is to eliminate all witnesses and eradicate all potential threats.

However, this creates a huge karmic connection. Once involved in this karma, unless the spirit body left behind by the Reincarnation True Lord is not used, it will eventually be repaid to him in another way.

In addition, although he never considered himself a good person, he always acted with a clear conscience, otherwise his inner demons would show him what regret is.

He felt guilty about abandoning those who had helped him, so he didn't do it.

As long as the Chen family behaves properly, like the Wang family, and as long as he is alive, he can ensure that the Chen family line continues for generations.

"Grandpa has always trusted you to handle things. You are already a towering tree. Ordinary things would be useless to you. You can keep this item."

Song Xianming took out an object from his bosom. It was carefully wrapped in red silk cloth. He untied the gold threads on it, revealing a silver longevity lock.

"This is……"

The moment Song Changsheng saw the longevity lock, he was inexplicably moved. He sensed a very ancient yet familiar aura emanating from it.

"In the past, our family had a tradition in the mortal realm that on a baby's first birthday, an elder in the family would present him with a longevity lock to bless him with healthy growth and a long and peaceful life. Your great-grandmother was born in the mortal realm, and this custom was never broken. On your father's first birthday, she commissioned someone to make this longevity lock..."

Song Xianming gently brushed his fingertips across the longevity lock, a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Originally, this longevity lock should have been passed down to you, but unfortunately, he was injured while training outside when you were born, which delayed his journey."

When we came back, you were already three years old, and this tall.

He gestured to his side to indicate the height, sighed, and said, "When you were young, you were still ignorant and couldn't speak until you were three years old. He took you and your mother everywhere to seek medical treatment."

An elder in the clan told him that he would pass on the longevity lock to him to bring good fortune.

But your father said that his fate was bad and he was afraid of bringing trouble upon you, so he simply changed your name to Changsheng (meaning "longevity").

Not long after the name change, you gradually became intelligent and showed a level of wisdom and composure far exceeding that of children your age.

As a result, when you were six years old, your family was robbed, your father died with the enemy, and the longevity lock shattered at that time. I only managed to find some of the remaining fragments, and finally made this longevity lock myself.

I originally intended to hand it to your child personally on his first birthday after he was born, but given my current seclusion and uncertain future, you should keep it for now.

Song Changsheng took the longevity lock with both hands. Although it was not heavy, it felt surprisingly substantial in his hands.

What weighed heavily on him was Song Xianming's actions, which seemed like entrusting his orphan to someone.

In fact, given Song Xianming's aptitude, with these two pills as an aid, the chances of him successfully breaking through are quite high.

However, unforeseen events can happen at any time, and misfortune can strike at any moment.

Song Xianming has witnessed too many failures, and he can't guarantee that he can really overcome that hurdle, which is why he's been rambling on and on today.

After all, some things, if not said now, may never have another chance.

Song Changsheng naturally understood his meaning, but could only listen silently.

A wave of isolation.

To outsiders, these words would be a sign of Song's rise to prominence, but for him, they represented unprecedented psychological pressure.

Such a concentrated period of seclusion could, if something goes wrong, result in him losing his wife, grandfather, uncles, brothers, sisters, nephews, nieces, and even grandnephews all at once in a short period of time…

An accident could leave him with nothing.

"When do you plan to go into seclusion?" Song Changsheng carefully put away the longevity lock in his hand and asked softly.

"Tonight at midnight."

Song Changsheng glanced at the completely descending night: "So fast..."

Song Xianming stretched out his broad palm and gently patted the shoulder of his most proud grandson, saying, "What difference does it make whether it's sooner or later? Don't worry. I haven't even held my grandson yet, and I haven't seen you break through to the Nascent Soul stage. I'm not satisfied yet."

"You will definitely see that day." Song Changsheng bowed respectfully, then turned and disappeared into the night...

The first snow of winter arrived quietly, and in just one night, it gave the land of Lingzhou a new look.

The sky was hazy, and the morning light had not yet appeared. At this moment, Cangmang Peak was quieter than ever before.

Over the course of three days, Song Xianming and Zhuang Yuechan successively broke through to the Golden Core stage through seclusion. Song Changsheng stood atop the mountain, watching the heavy snowflakes fall from the sky, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Song Qingxi arrived amidst the first snow and respectfully asked, "Uncle, Master Wujie is ready. When will the ceremony begin?"

"Let's begin now." Song Changsheng withdrew his gaze from the distance.

The two arrived together in the icy pool, where a refined gold altar, nine zhang long and nine zhang wide, had already been built. On the altar, a series of obscure and difficult-to-understand runes were engraved, reflecting a strange radiance.

In the center of the altar was a deep pool, about ten feet square, filled with a spiritual liquid made from eighty-one kinds of rare spiritual materials. This spiritual liquid was exceptionally thick and had a strange luster on its surface.

A bronze mirror with vertical eyes on the back floats above the spiritual liquid. No matter how far away it is, it looks perfectly integrated and harmonious.

Song Changsheng slowly stepped onto the arena and said in a deep voice, "It's not too late to regret it now."

"Let's get started! I can't stand this hellhole any longer!"

"it is good!"

He flexed his palm, and suddenly reached out, covering the entire bronze mirror.

Then, he forcefully pulled the spirit of "Wu Jie" out of the bronze mirror, and then used his powerful spiritual force to break through his sea of ​​consciousness, shattering the imprint that the Demon Suppressing True Lord had planted in his sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit.

This process was extremely painful for Wu Jie, whose soul was on the verge of collapse at any moment.

As time passed, and as the first rays of morning light pierced through the thick clouds, Wu Jie's spirit fell into the spirit pool at the center of the altar.

Immediately afterwards, Song Changsheng took out a [Shangqing Body Shaping Pill] and accurately threw it at Wu Jie's spirit body.

Wu Jie wrapped the elixir completely in the thick spiritual liquid.

In an instant, the runes engraved on the surface of the altar burst forth with dazzling golden light, and a brilliant pillar of light shot straight into the sky.

The pure air floating in the air was drawn down by the beam of light and poured into the spirit pool. The spiritual liquid in the pool was stirred by an invisible force, and gradually, the spiritual liquid, like dough, began to transform into a human shape.

Song Changsheng threw the spiritual materials he had prepared into the spiritual pool one by one.

These spiritual materials, mainly jade and metal, were quickly absorbed.

Gradually, the humanoid form formed from the spiritual liquefaction became more and more vivid and three-dimensional, as if it had bones and was being supported.

Song Changsheng sat cross-legged by the spirit pool, using his own magic power to help it reshape itself, while simultaneously adding various spiritual materials into it at different times.

The cost was staggering, almost exceeding the cost of cultivating a Golden Core cultivator from scratch.

After nearly three months, all the spiritual materials were finally used up. The figure in the pool, apart from lacking facial features and real flesh and blood, looked no different from a human.

And here we are, finally completing the first step of shaping.

After restoring his magical power, Song Changsheng took out the five Yang-attribute spiritual objects he had obtained from the [Splendid Banner] and, following the natural law of the five elements' mutual generation, placed them into the spiritual pool in sequence...

...(End of chapter)