Chapter 511: Returning to One's Ancestors, Different Spiritual Roots (Combined Chapter)

Chapter 511: Returning to One's Ancestors, Different Spiritual Roots (Combined Chapter)

Opening and reading the letter in his hand, Feng Yangde frowned slightly and thought for a while before slowly speaking: "Senior Brother, you and Ninth Junior Sister should go together this time. Just say that I am practicing in seclusion. It’s hard to go out when the practice is at a critical stage.

Regarding Luoyunshan, no matter what the Ma family wants to do, as long as it's not too much, you can make the decision. If you see Ma Hongshan, please apologize for me! "

Seeing that Feng Yangde was worried, Liang Wenxu sighed and said, "It's fine if we go for you, but you know that Ma Hongshan has always had a bad temper, and I'm a little afraid that you'll offend him again like this! "

Feng Yangde shook his head with a wry smile and said: "To say we are offended, we have already offended the Ma family by delaying our request for help from Iron Immortal Castle during the last demonic beast turmoil. Although Ma Hongshan now ignores the past grudges. I intend to repair our relationship, but I always feel that there is something strange about this matter.

The master is gone, and the eighth junior brother has not yet formed the golden elixir. The huge foundation of Tuoyun Mountain is now shouldered by me alone. I have to be more cautious. I hope you, senior brothers, can understand. "

"Well, since you have already thought about it, I won't say anything more, senior brother. Let Yuxia and I go for a trip to Luoyun Mountain. Haha! Anyway, my old bones can't live for more than a few years, so I'm not afraid. What can the Ma family do to me?"

"Thank you for your hard work, senior brother!" Feng Yangde said and then saluted Liang Wenxu's armrest.

Looking at Liang Wenxu's leaving figure, Feng Yangde turned his eyes and looked at Tuoyun Mountain at his feet for a while, then reluctantly walked back to his cave with his hands behind his back.

Deep in the Fuyun Mountains, on Tianyu Mountain.

Huo Feng, dressed in red, was drinking tea and talking with the Golden Feather Demon Emperor in a cave.

"Are you still planning to break into the Tower of Babel?"

"Uncle Jin Yu has been here for thousands of years, and he must have wanted to go back for a long time. If I can get a chance in the tower this time, after I go back, I don't think you, Third Uncle, need to be here either. You've been here for too long!" Huofeng said with a slight smile, then picked up the spirit tea on the table and took a sip.

"Hmph! You always speak in such a loud tone. You are indeed of the blood of our Yu clan. If you want to interfere with my affairs, you must first have this ability.

The Tower of Babel only opens once every three hundred years. We are not the only ones who can enter the Babel Tower. Even I don’t have much confidence that I can protect you there. You have already broken through the Nascent Soul and can leave, so why take the risk? This trip into murky waters. "

Hearing this, Huofeng shook his head slightly and said: "We, the Yu Clan, have never needed weak people who drift with the tide. Only the strong can be qualified to go upstream. This is the fate of our Yu Clan, and it is also my destiny. Even if I am now Even if you can escape for a while, you won’t be able to escape for a lifetime.”

After hearing what Huofeng said, the Golden Feather Demon King was stunned for a moment, then put down the teacup in his hand and smiled happily.

"Haha! The spiritual tea brewed by this human monk is indeed much better than that of our demon clan. Even if I don't drink it, I don't know if I will have a chance to drink it after you leave."

"Since Uncle Jin Yu likes this spiritual tea, I have some more here for you. I have a friend who has a lot of this spiritual tea. When I have time, I will get more for you."

In the Funiu Mountain Assembly Hall, Song Qingming, who was sitting at the top, was carefully looking at several low-level spiritual talismans in his hands, with a somewhat heavy expression on his face.

"Someone sent this thing yesterday. I carefully compared it with the several magic talismans you gave me back then. The patterns are indeed similar. Moreover, they also have a magic weapon that Uncle Nineteen used back then. I am also a little bit confused. I have no choice but to ask you to come out." Seeing that Song Qingming's face seemed a little unsightly, Song Yuanfang hurriedly explained.

The nineteenth uncle that Song Yuanfang spoke of was none other than Song Xinhe, a "new" generation monk who had left the family for decades and had not returned.

After failing to compete with Song Xintang for the Foundation Establishment Pill, Song Xinhe left the family and went out for training. As a result, there was no news from him for decades, and the name engraved on the family tree also lost its luster more than ten years ago.

After learning about Song Xinhe's accident, Song Qingming also sent several family monks to Guiyunfang, Jinshanfang and other places to search for news about Song Xinhe. In Guiyunfang, he found someone who had indeed seen him decades ago, but Song Xinhe I left there very early and my whereabouts are unknown.

Back then, Song Xinhe went out to travel with Song Qingming's consent. Unfortunately, he eventually died and even his bones could not be recovered. Song Qingming felt a little uncomfortable when he found out about this.

Song Qingming, who was in retreat not long ago, suddenly received a message from Song Yuanfang, saying that two casual cultivators, one large and one small, had come to Funiu Mountain with the spiritual objects that were once on Song Xinhe's body, claiming to be Song Xinhe's descendants outside. After hearing the news, Song Qingming was a little surprised and hurriedly walked out of his cave.

Although decades had passed, Song Qingming quickly recognized the low-level talismans that Song Yuanfang handed to him. These talismans were indeed given to Song Xinhe when he left home, and he couldn't help but feel... It was also a moment of emotion.

"Since they are descendants of Xinhe, why did it take them so many years to find them? Yuan Fang, what do you think of this matter?" Song Qingming asked Song Yuanfang softly, but his eyes were still fixed on the few pictures in his hand. On the talisman.

Song Yuanfang replied calmly: "I heard from the person who brought the child that they came all the way from Tuoyun Mountain. The child didn't know his life experience at first. He only learned about it from his mother half a year ago. Yes.

When Uncle Nineteen left home, even though I was still young, I had met him. The child did look a bit similar to him. I had arranged for someone to take him to the Ancestral Hall to have his blood tested, and there should be news soon. "

"Then wait until they come over and ask more details!"

While the two were talking, a member of the Song family quickly walked into the meeting hall and said to Song Qingming who was sitting above him: "Reporting to our ancestors, we have experienced the bloodline just now. This person is indeed the nineteenth uncle. descendants."

"Tell them to come in!"

After getting Song Qingming's permission, the Song family member hurriedly walked outside the meeting hall and led the big and small people into the meeting hall.

"Junior pays homage to the two seniors!"

Standing in front of Song Qingming was a young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. When he saw the majestic Song Qingming and Song Yuanfang sitting above him, although there was some fear of strangers in the boy's eyes, his face was full of fear. His expression was relatively calm and did not show panic.

Not far from him stood an older middle-aged man. This man kept his head bowed respectfully after he came in. His eyes looking at Song Qingming and the two of them were always filled with a hint of fear.

After Song Qingming stared at the boy for a while, he slowly asked with a calm face: "What's your name?"

"Song Yuanhao!"

"Did your father give you this name?"

"I don't know either. My mother never mentioned this."

"Where did you get these magic talismans? Let me tell you in detail!" Song Qingming continued to ask without changing his expression.

"My mother also gave it to me. She said it was my father's relic. She asked me to go to Qinghe County to find a Xiuxian family named Song. Uncle Chen and I walked for more than half a year before we found this place." The young man answered in a soft voice. There is obviously a hint of lack of confidence in Zhong Ye.

Song Yuanhao was born in Tuoyun Mountain and grew up with his mother. Except for a few relatives on his mother's side, he had never seen his father and rarely heard his mother mention him.

It wasn't until a year ago that his mother suddenly told him his life story and asked Song Yuanhao to go to Qinghe County thousands of miles away to find help from his father's tribe who he had never met.

After learning about his father, Song Yuanhao was a little overwhelmed for a while. He hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind to go to Qinghe County.

It was related to his own path and his mother's expectations. Although Song Yuanhao was still young and had never traveled far, he still mustered up the courage to follow one of his mother's tribesmen to find this place.

From Tuoyun Mountain to Qinghe County, there is a distance of thousands of miles. Both of them are just ordinary Qi Refining Stage monks. Song Yuanhao and the others also encountered many dangers along the way. It took them nearly half a year to reach Qinghe County. .

Because he didn't know much about his father, when Song Yuanhao heard his mother's description at first, he thought his father was just an ordinary cultivating family.

As a result, when the two of them arrived in Qinghe County, they inquired around and unexpectedly learned that there was only one Immortal Cultivation family named Song in Qinghe County, which was the Song family of Funiu Mountain, the now flourishing Jindan Immortal Clan.

Song Xinhe was just a Qi Refining monk back then, and Song Yuanhao also didn't expect that his father, whom he had never met before, would actually come from a respected Jindan Immortal Clan.

With a bit of anxiety, after staying in Qinghe County for a few days, Song Yuanhao mustered up the courage to walk to Funiu Mountain. In order to find his father's tribe, he had traveled thousands of miles and risked his life and death to get here. No matter it was You have to try it no matter what the result is.

After Song Yuanhao and the two went to Funiu Mountain, although they successfully met Song Yuanfang, the person in charge of the Song family, after questioning and checking, the other party still has not expressed his position, which also made Song Yuanhao feel a little less confident.

After hearing Song Yuanhao's answer, Song Qingming nodded slightly and said with a serious face: "Your father's name is Song Xinhe, and he ranks nineteenth among the new generations in the family. According to your age, you should be ranked in the Chang generation.

But since your father has already chosen a name for you, there is no need to change it. From now on, you will be directly ranked in the Yuan generation in the family tree! "

"Yuan Hao, thank you, senior!" After hearing Song Qingming personally admitting Song Yuanhao's identity, the middle-aged man who was accompanying him immediately showed great joy on his face and quickly reminded Song Yuanhao to come forward and kowtow to express his thanks!

"Thank you, ancestor, for the name!"

Song Qingming smiled and waved his hand and said: "Get up, there is no need to be polite."

"Yuan Hao, how did your father die back then? Do you know about this?"

When Song Qingming asked about his father, Song Yuanhao's face darkened, and he slowly told the truth about Song Xinhe's death in front of everyone.

After Song Xinhe left the family, he first went to Guiyunfang and lived there for a few years. Not long after, he was lucky enough to meet Song Yuanhao's mother, Chen Yanyun, while he was out hunting monsters with others. The two fell in love at first sight and soon became Taoist couples. Song Xinhe simply followed her to Tuoyun Mountain.

After the two got together, Song Xinhe also revealed his identity to Chen Yanyun and asked Chen Yanyun if he wanted to return to the Song family with him.

But because Chen Yanyun was used to the life of a casual cultivator, and he couldn't let go of several relatives and friends who had supported each other for many years in Tuoyun Mountain, the two decided to stay in Tuoyun Mountain after discussing it.

More than ten years ago, Song Xinhe, who was over 60 years old, was lucky enough to get a marrow cleansing pill in Tuoyun Mountain, so he decided to retreat to the realm of foundation building. He didn't expect Song Xinhe to risk his life in retreat this time to build the foundation. In the end, he was not lucky enough. Can successfully build the foundation.

Not only that, during the process of building the foundation, Song Xinhe suffered severe damage from the backlash of spiritual energy due to several meridians in his body. In the end, he could not even save his life and fell directly into the retreat cave.

Chen Yanyun became pregnant with Song Yuanhao before Song Xinhe went into seclusion. The two of them had agreed that no matter whether Song Xinhe could succeed in building the foundation, after the child was born, they would say goodbye to their relatives and friends and return to Qinghe County to spend their old age together. They did not want Song Xinhe to suddenly die in In the cave.

The tragic death of the Taoist couple who failed to build the foundation was a huge blow to Chen Yanyun. After giving birth to Song Yuanhao, except for the name Song Xinhe left behind, she rarely mentioned the past events of his father Song Xinhe in front of Song Yuanhao.

Mother and son have been dependent on each other for more than ten years. They thought they would live an ordinary life on Tuoyun Mountain like this. Until Song Yuanhao grew up, he was suddenly discovered to have spiritual roots in his body and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. His fate changed. Only then did he learn the identity of his father Song Xinhe again.

Although the chance of a low-level immortal cultivator giving birth to a child with spiritual roots is higher than that of a mortal, it is still very rare. Chen Yanyun did not expect that his only child, Song Yuanhao, would actually be a person with spiritual roots. At that time After she knew this, she felt happy in her heart.

Although Song Yuanhao's spiritual roots had been detected several years ago, because Chen Yanyun was only a casual cultivator and did not have a soul measuring plate in his hand, he had no way of knowing the specific properties of his spiritual roots. Like most casual cultivators, he could only go through early practice exercises. Judging from the speed of the method, his approximate spiritual root attributes.

As an ordinary casual cultivator himself, and having to support Song Yuanhao's cultivation, the mother and son lived a tight life. Most of the spiritual objects left by Song Xinhe were quickly sold by Chen Yanyun and replaced with The spiritual stones were provided for Song Yuanhao's cultivation, leaving only the few low-level spiritual talismans and a mid-level flying sword he brought with him at the end.

In order not to delay Song Yuanhao's daily practice, Chen Yanyun has taken risks in recent years and often goes out to hunt monsters with others. Unexpectedly, Chen Yanyun was unfortunately seriously injured while hunting monsters two years ago. Although he picked them up A life, but it will be difficult to recover in a short time.

When Chen Yanyun was injured, Song Yuanhao was still young and his cultivation level was not high. Mother and son suddenly lost their source of income. If it weren't for the help of several relatives and friends in Tuoyun Mountain, their lives would have been a little difficult, and there would be no spare money at all. The spiritual stones provided Song Yuanhao with daily practice.

In desperation, Chen Yanyun came up with the idea to send his child back to the Song family in Qinghe County to seek help from his father's clan, hoping that he would have a better cultivation environment.

In addition, there is another reason, that is, Song Yuanhao's personal cultivation talent is not low. After entering Taoism, Song Yuanhao has only practiced for less than five years, and he has already broken through the third level of Qi refining, far exceeding the average Qi refining level. The speed of cultivation.

Although Chen Yanyun still doesn't know the specific spiritual roots of Song Yuanhao, he can still guess that this child is very likely to be a three-spiritual monk with good spiritual talent like his father Song Xinhe.

Being reduced to a casual cultivator, although he was happy and carefree all his life, he could only waste time in the Qi refining stage like himself.

For the sake of Song Yuanhao's future path, although Chen Yanyun felt extremely reluctant to give up, he still gritted his teeth and decided to let Song Yuanhao come back to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan. Maybe this child would have the opportunity in the future to accomplish what his father Song Xinhe failed to do back then.

Knowing that Song Xinhe fell because he risked his life to build the foundation, Song Qingming was also full of surprise. He also did not expect that Song Xinhe, who was a little hesitant when speaking in front of him, would have such courage to risk his life to attack the realm of foundation building.

When Song Xinhe went down the mountain to practice, Song Qingming once advised him not to give up on his path. Unexpectedly, he actually chose to risk his life to attack the foundation-building realm.

Thinking that his unintentional words of encouragement ended up costing this junior member of the family his life, Song Qingming sighed helplessly at this moment.

Personal luck on the path of spiritual practice is unpredictable. There will be people who can forcefully attack and succeed in building the foundation, but more ordinary monks are still not so lucky. The reality of spiritual practice is still so cruel after all. Only a small number of people can be favored by heaven. .

Looking at Song Yuanhao, who was somewhat similar to Song Xinhe, Song Qingming also had a little pity in his eyes. Although his path was not smooth and he eventually died, Song Xinhe could still have successors in his life, which was another kind of God's favor for him.

"Yuan Hao, since you are a member of my Song family, you can stay and practice in the mountains with peace of mind from now on. As long as the Song family monks deserve the treatment, you will get it. Your father still left a lot of money in the family's golden pavilion. Merit, these will be inherited directly by you.

I think you will be happy to come back today to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan. I think your father is alive in heaven. I am also an elder who watched your father grow up. This middle-grade spiritual stone is regarded as a meeting gift for you. I hope you can fulfill your father's last wish and become a foundation-building monk in the future. "

Seeing the sparkling spiritual stone that Song Qingming waved and used his magic power to bring to him, Song Yuanhao, who had never seen a middle-grade spiritual stone before, also stayed where he was for a while, and then stepped forward to pick it up with excitement on his face for a while. After passing the spiritual stone, he kowtowed and thanked him.

"I see that you are a little tired today, so go down and take a rest. In a few days, I will arrange for someone to accompany you to Tuoyun Mountain to transport your father's bones back to Funiu Mountain for reburial.

After the family monks are enthroned, they are buried in the monk cemetery in the back mountain. You can't always let your father stay alone outside. It's better to let him be with the family elders he is familiar with! "

After hearing Song Qingming's arrangement, Song Yuanhao nodded slightly, and then suddenly knelt down with a worried expression.

"Ancestor! I still want to ask you for something!"

"We are all family members, there is no need to be so outspoken. If you have anything to do, just get up and say it!"

After hearing Song Qingming's words, Song Yuanhao, who was kneeling on the ground, did not get up. He said with some anxiety: "My mother's injury has not recovered yet. I want to ask my ancestor for permission to take her back to the family for recuperation."

"Well! It's rare that you have such filial piety. Don't worry about this. Since your mother married into the Song family, she is naturally a member of my Song family. Although your father is gone, Funiu Mountain will always be your family.

Your mother is still injured and may not be able to bear the long journey. I will ask Yuan Fang to take you to the Cangjin Pavilion later to receive some healing elixirs. When you arrive at Tuoyun Mountain, you can discuss this with your mother. As long as she is willing , just bring her back with you. "

"Thank you, ancestor!" After hearing that Song Qingming agreed to his request, Song Yuanhao quickly kowtowed and stood up with a happy face.

Because he was born as a low-class casual cultivator and had no father since he was a child, Song Yuanhao could not let go of his feelings for his mother. He did not suddenly forget about his mother who shared the same joys and sorrows with him just because he enjoyed different treatment at the Song family.

Seeing that Song Yuanhao still had a sense of filial piety in his heart, Song Qingming was also very satisfied. After knowing that Song Yuanhao was Song Xinhe's child, he had secretly made up his mind to make up for the debt his family owed to Song Xinhe. As long as the child could successfully cultivate to a suitable level in the future. When he was building the foundation, Song Qingming would definitely find a way to help him.

When Song Xinhe was building the Foundation, the Song family was not a Golden Elixir Immortal Clan, so there were not many ways to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill. Now that Song Qingming had broken through and became a Golden Elixir monk, wanting to support a junior to build the Foundation was no longer a problem for him now. Such a difficult thing to do.

Song Qingming was very happy to learn that Song Xinhe had a successor. The next day, he specially arranged for his family to hold a make-up ceremony for Song Yuanhao to celebrate his immortality.

After learning that a descendant of Song Xinhe had found his family, those tribesmen who had a good relationship with Song Xinhe also came to the family ancestral hall to give Song Yuanhao a homecoming gift.

After the initiation ceremony was completed, he saw Song Yuanfang taking Song Yuanhao to the back hall to test his spiritual roots. Song Qingming also followed him in, wanting to see what Song Yuanhao's spiritual root qualifications were.

Seeing the spirit measuring disk that Song Yuanfang had cast in front of him, Song Yuanhao was also a little excited. Although his cultivation had reached the third level of Qi refining, Song Yuanhao had not officially tested his spiritual roots and had always practiced according to his mother's guidance. Kung Fu, he has always wanted to know the true attributes of his spiritual roots.

Song Yuanhao placed one hand on the spirit board for testing spiritual roots, and soon a black spiritual light appeared on the spirit board.

"This, this is the alien spirit root!"

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