Three-Eyed Crow fell down in a daze. Although its body was unscathed, Divine Soul had been chopped into pieces by "Spirit Severing Blade".
After killing Three-Eyed Crow, "Spirit Severing Blade" returned to the gourd, and Song Changsheng felt that its aura seemed to have become stronger.
"Senior He's weapon refining inheritance records that 'Spirit Severing Blade' can strengthen himself by killing creatures. Now it seems that is indeed the case, but the increase is too slight, right?" Song Changsheng put away Spirit Severing Gourd, thoughtfully.
"Wow, Little Uncle is so amazing." Song Qingxi's big eyes were gleaming with admiration.
Song Changsheng smiled slightly, picked up Three-Eyed Crow and said, "It's just a Little Demon, we are going to..."
Before he finished speaking, the Communication Jade Slip around his waist began to vibrate. Song Changsheng raised his brows slightly. This was such a coincidence. How come someone was looking for him as soon as he came out of seclusion?
A trace of Spiritual Power entered Jade Tablet, and a bold voice suddenly came out. "I'm out of seclusion, hurry up and give me some good wine to celebrate."
Song Changsheng looked happy. Isn't this the voice of Song Lutong? It seems that he has succeeded.
"Little Uncle?" Song Qingxi had some confusion on his face.
"It's a good thing, I want to go back to Vast Peak." Song Changsheng said happily.
"Okay." The little girl pursed her lips, not very interested.
After sending her back, Song Changsheng hurried back to Vast Peak.
He went straight to Song Lutong's residence. As soon as they met, Song Lutong gave him a big bear hug, which made Song Changsheng's skin crawl. He said coldly, "You have broken sleeves."
As soon as he said this, Song Lutong let him go and said with a look of disgust, "You are the only one who has that hobby. Aren't I happy?"
After chatting for a few more words, the two came to the courtyard and sat down. Song Changsheng felt the powerful aura in his body and cupped his hands with envy. "Congratulations Clan Uncle. Once you join Foundation Establishment, you will add more than a hundred years to your life. I am so envious of my nephew."
Under normal circumstances, Qi Condensation Cultivator has a lifespan of about 120 years. Foundation Establishment Cultivator has a lifespan of about 240 years. Purple Palace Cultivator has a lifespan of about 500 years.
Song Lutong is not yet forty years old, so he is considered a young man among Foundation Establishment Cultivator. If nothing happens, he still has nearly two hundred years to live. How can he not be enviable?
When embarking on the path of spiritual practice, what you want is Changsheng.
Hearing his words, Song Lutong waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "I also narrowly escaped death this time. How can Three Foundation Establishment Stages have such an easy life? I almost lost these two hundred kilograms of meat."
Song Changsheng was a little silent after hearing this. If he wanted to break through Foundation Establishment, he needed to complete the transformation of Spiritual Power, his physical body, and Divine Soul, which is what the other party called Three Foundation Establishment Stages.
Each of these three levels is extremely dangerous. Countless people have fallen on it over the years. Song Lutong is undoubtedly lucky.
Perhaps feeling the change in the atmosphere, Song Lutong waved his hand and said, "Mom, let's not talk about the past. Do you have wine? I've been starving to death during this period."
"I only have some First-Tier Spirit Wine here, Clan Uncle just drink some." Song Changsheng smiled slightly and took out a head-sized wine jar.
He reached out and patted open the mud seal, and a strong aroma of wine immediately came out, drawing out the wine bugs in both of them.
Song Lutong's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help but licked his lips. "How can you call the wine brewed by the clan sister-in-law herself acceptable?"
After saying that, he held the wine jar and started drinking heavily. He looked like he was wolfing down the wine, as if he was afraid that Song Changsheng would snatch it from him.
Song Changsheng laughed dumbly, took off the gourd from his waist, and drank slowly. Although he was also drinking, his movements were much more elegant than Song Lutong.
The two of them were drinking and chatting in the courtyard. Sometimes they were cursing, sometimes they were laughing, and their conversation was very speculative.
Neither of them used Spiritual Power to relieve their hangover, and they both felt a little drunk after going back and forth.
Just when his head was feeling dizzy, he suddenly shivered. When he looked up, he saw three sword lights streaking across the sky and heading into the distance.
Song Changsheng frowned, and the alcohol on his body was instantly eliminated. He patted Song Lutong who was holding the wine jar next to him and said, "Clan Uncle, look."
Song Lutong opened his eyes in confusion, and with just one glance, he suddenly became excited. He was completely drunk, and he shouted strangely, "Isn't that Twenty-First Uncle and the others? In such a big battle, is Earth Fire Sect coming? No, I have to go and take a look."
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, and a broad sword suddenly appeared under his feet, and his whole body turned into a rainbow and chased away.
Looking at the direction in which the people were leaving, I don't know why, Song Changsheng felt like Storm is Coming in my heart.
Although I don't know what happened specifically, anyone who is not blind will know that something big has happened. Lineage How many Foundation Establishment Cultivator are there in total? Except for Song Xianming on Vast Peak, this time it can be said that there is really a crowd.
Their actions were carried out without anyone behind their backs. Everyone knew that Lineage and Foundation Establishment Cultivator had gone down the mountain. With the help of thoughtful people, various rumors were flying all over the sky, and panic spread among the clan members for a while.
While Patriarch was in retreat and all the elders were absent, these rumors actually tended to get worse.
Fortunately, Lineage Law Enforcement Hall responded in time. Under the leadership of several deacons, Enforcement Team quickly took control of various critical places in Lineage and began to arrest the unscrupulous people who spread rumors.
Enforcement Team is worthy of being a well-trained elite. Although they are leaderless, they are still in order and have a reasonable division of labor. They quickly calmed down the chaos and caught a few traitors with ulterior motives.
The chaos on the surface subsided, but for some reason, Song Changsheng always felt that there were undercurrents surging in places he couldn't see, which cast a haze in his heart...
In a dark secret room, an old man sat on a high chair and looked at the middle-aged Human Dao in front of him. "Our people haven't shown any signs of weakness, have they?"
"Reporting to my father, with your strict order, none of our people participated. Those arrested by Enforcement Team were all people from other families." The middle-aged man's attitude was very respectful.
The old man nodded slightly, holding a tea bowl and wondering what he was thinking. Seeing the middle-aged man hesitate to speak, the old man frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"
The middle-aged man pursed his lips a few times and said bravely, "Father, you control part of Clan Protecting Array's authority. As long as you notify Earth Fire Sect to cooperate, there is a great hope that you can win Vast Peak in one fell swoop and fulfill your long-cherished wish. But why are you standing still?"
The old man didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. It wasn't until the middle-aged man began to sweat on his forehead that he slowly spoke, "Lusheng, do you know why I have been safe and sound for so many years?"
Without waiting for the middle-aged man to answer, the old man stood up talking to himself, looked at a portrait on the wall, and said coldly, "It relies on a keen sense of crisis!"