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

After opening the letter in his hand, Feng Yangde frowned slightly, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "Brother, this time you and Ninth Junior Sister should go together. You can say that I am practicing in seclusion and it is not easy to go out at the critical moment.

Regarding the matter of Luoyun Mountain, no matter what the Ma family wants to do, as long as it is not too excessive, you can make the decision. If you see Ma Hongshan, please apologize to him on my behalf!"

Liang Wenxu saw that Feng Yangde was a little worried, and sighed: "It's okay for us to go for you, but you know that Ma Hongshan has always had a bad temper. I am also a little afraid that you will offend him again!"

Feng Yangde shook his head with a wry smile and said: "If you want to offend, we were very angry when the monsters were in turmoil last time. Tiexianbao's request for help has been delayed again and again, and it has offended the Ma family. Although Ma Hongshan is now willing to repair the relationship with us, I always feel that there is something strange about this matter.

The master is gone, and the eighth junior brother has not yet formed a golden elixir. The huge foundation of Tuoyun Mountain is now on my shoulders alone. I have to be cautious. I hope you can understand. "

"Well, since you have already thought about it, I won't say much. Let Yuxia and I go to Luoyun Mountain, hehe! Anyway, I can't live for a few years, and I am not afraid that the Ma family can do anything to me!"

"Then thank you for your hard work, senior brother!" Feng Yangde said and bowed to Liang Wenxu's armrest.

Looking at Liang Wenxu's back as he left, Feng Yangde turned his eyes and looked at Tuoyun Mountain under his feet for a long time, and then walked back to his cave with his hands behind his back reluctantly.

Deep in the Floating Cloud Mountains, on Tianyu Mountain

Fire Phoenix in red was drinking tea and talking with Golden Feather Demon King in a cave.

"Are you still planning to venture into the Tower of Heaven?"

"Uncle Jinyu has been here for thousands of years, so he must have wanted to go back a long time ago. If I can get a chance in the tower this time, after I go back, I think you, Third Uncle, won't have to stay here for too long!" Fire Phoenix smiled slightly and took a sip of the spiritual tea on the table.

"Hmph! You always speak so arrogantly, you are worthy of being the blood of our Feather Clan. If you want to take care of my business, you must have the ability to do so first.

The Tower of Babel is only opened once every three hundred years. By then, it will not only be our demon clan that will go in. Even I am not sure that I can protect you in there. You have already broken through the Nascent Soul and can leave. Why bother to take the risk of wade into this muddy water."

The Fire Phoenix shook his head gently after hearing this and said, "Our Feather Clan has never needed weaklings who go with the flow. Only the strong are qualified to go against the flow. This is the fate of our Feather Clan and my fate. Even if I can escape for a while now, I can't escape for a lifetime."

Hearing what the Fire Phoenix said, the Golden Feather Demon King was slightly stunned for a moment, then put down the teacup in his hand and smiled happily.

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

"Since Uncle Jinyu likes this spiritual tea, I still have some here. I'll give it to you. I have a friend who has a lot of this kind of spiritual tea. When I have time, I will get more for you."

In the meeting hall of Funiu Mountain, Song Qingming, who was sitting at the top, was carefully looking at the few low-level spiritual talismans in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed a little heavy.

"This thing was sent by someone yesterday. I carefully compared it with the several spiritual talismans you gave me that year. The patterns are indeed similar. And they also have a magic weapon used by Uncle Nineteen in the past. I was a little uneasy, so I had to ask you to come out." Seeing that Song Qingming's face seemed a little ugly, Song Yuanfang hurriedly explained.

The Uncle Nineteen mentioned by Song Yuanfang was Song Xinhe, a cultivator of the "Xin" generation who had left the family for decades and had not returned.

After failing to compete with Song Xintang for the foundation-building pill, Song Xinhe left the family to go out for training. As a result, he had no news for decades, and his name engraved in the family tree had lost its luster more than ten years ago.

After learning that Song Xinhe had an accident, Song Qingming also sent several family cultivators to Guiyunfang, Jinshanfang and other places to search for Song Xinhe's news. In Guiyunfang, he found out that someone had indeed seen him decades ago, but Song Xinhe had left there a long time ago and his whereabouts were unknown.

Song Xinhe went out to travel with Song Qingming's consent, but unfortunately he died outside, and even his body could not be found. When Song Qingming knew about this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Not long ago, Song Qingming, who was in retreat, suddenly received a message from Song Yuanfang, saying that two casual cultivators, one big and one small, came to Funiushan with the spiritual objects that Song Xinhe had carried before, claiming to be Song Xinhe's descendants outside. After hearing this news, Song Qingming was also a little surprised and hurried out of his cave.

Although several decades had passed, when Song Qingming saw the few low-level talismans that Song Yuanfang handed to him, he quickly recognized them. These talismans were indeed the ones Song Xinhe gave to him when he left home. He couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

"Since they are the descendants of Xinhe, why did they come here after so many years? Yuanfang, what do you think about this?" Song Qingming asked Song Yuanfang softly, but his eyes were still fixed on the talismans in his hand.

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

When Uncle Nineteen left home, I was still young, but I also saw him. The child is indeed somewhat similar to him. I have arranged for someone to take him to the ancestral hall to check his bloodline, and there should be news soon."

"Then wait for them to come and ask them in detail!"

As the two were talking, a member of the Song family walked quickly into the conference room and said to Song Qingming who was sitting above, "Reporting to the ancestor, we have just checked the bloodline, and this person is indeed the descendant of Uncle Nineteen."

"Let them come in!"

After getting Song Qingming's permission, the Song family member hurriedly walked outside the conference room and led the two people, one big and one small, into the conference room.

"Junior greets the two seniors!"

The person standing in front of Song Qingming was a somewhat immature boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. When he saw Song Qingming and Song Yuanfang sitting above him with great dignity, although the boy's eyes were a little afraid of strangers, his expression was still calm and he did not show any panic.

Not far from him stood an older middle-aged man. After he came in, he kept his head down respectfully, and his eyes were always full of fear when he looked at Song Qingming and the other two.

After Song Qingming stared at the boy for a while, he slowly asked calmly, "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 talismans? I'll tell you in detail!" Song Qingming continued to ask without changing his expression.

"My mother gave it to me, saying it was my father's legacy, and asked me to go to Qinghe County to find a Song family of immortal cultivators. Uncle Chen and I walked for more than half a year before we found this place." The young man answered in a light voice, and there was a hint of lack of confidence in his tone.

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

It was not until a year ago that his mother suddenly told him about his life experience and asked Song Yuanhao to go to Qinghe County, thousands of miles away, to find his father's family members whom he had never met for help.

After learning about his father's affairs, Song Yuanhao was a little at a loss for a while, and hesitated for a long time before he finally made 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 not traveled far, he still plucked up the courage to follow a member of his mother's family all the way here.

From Tuoyun Mountain to Qinghe County, there is a distance of ten thousand miles. Both of them are just ordinary Qi Refining cultivators. Song Yuanhao and his companions encountered many dangers along the way. It took them nearly half a year to arrive in Qinghe County after walking and stopping.

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

As a result, when they arrived in Qinghe County, they asked around and unexpectedly learned that there was only one immortal cultivation family with the surname Song in the entire Qinghe County, which was the now prosperous Jindan Immortal Clan, the Funiushan Song Family.

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

With a little trepidation in his heart, after staying in Qinghe County for a few days, Song Yuanhao still plucked up the courage to go to Funiushan. In order to find his father's clan, he had come here from a long distance and risked his life. No matter what the result would be, he had to give it a try.

After Song Yuanhao and his companions climbed up Mount Funiu, they successfully met Song Yuanfang, the manager of the Song family. However, after a round of questioning, the other party still did not express his opinion, which made Song Yuanhao feel a little uneasy.

After hearing Song Yuanhao's answer, Song Qingming nodded slightly and said seriously: "Your father's name is Song Xinhe, and he is ranked nineteenth in the family's Xin character generation. According to your age, you should be ranked in the Chang character generation.

But since your father has already given you a name, there is no need to change it. You will be ranked directly in the Yuan character generation in the family tree in the future!"

"Yuanhao, thank the senior!" Hearing Song Qingming personally admitting Song Yuanhao's identity, the middle-aged man who accompanied him immediately showed great joy on his face and hurriedly reminded Song Yuanhao to kowtow and thank him!

"Thank you for the name, ancestor!"

Song Qingming smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Get up, no need to be polite."

"Yuanhao, how did your father die? Do you know this?"

Hearing Song Qingming asking about his father, Song Yuanhao's face darkened, and he slowly told everyone the truth about Song Xinhe's death.

After Song Xinhe left his family, he first went to Guiyunfang for a few years. Not long after that, he met Song Yuanhao's mother Chen Yanyun during a monster hunting trip. The two fell in love at first sight and soon became Taoist couples. Song Xinhe simply followed her to Tuoyun Mountain.

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

However, because Chen Yanyun was used to the life of a casual cultivator and 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 a decade ago, Song Xinhe, who was already over 60 years old, was fortunate to get a marrow cleansing pill in Tuoyun Mountain, so he decided to retreat to the foundation-building realm. Unexpectedly, Song Xinhe risked his life to build a foundation in retreat this time, but in the end, he was not lucky enough to succeed in building a foundation.

Not only that, Song Xinhe was severely injured by the backlash of spiritual energy in several meridians in his body during the process of building the foundation, and finally he could not even save his life and died directly in the retreat cave.

Chen Yanyun was pregnant with Song Yuanhao before Song Xinhe went into retreat. The two had agreed that no matter whether Song Xinhe could successfully build the foundation, they would bid farewell to their relatives and friends and return to Qinghe County to spend their old age after the child was born. Unexpectedly, Song Xinhe suddenly died in the cave.

The failure of the Taoist partner to build the foundation was a great blow to Chen Yanyun. After giving birth to Song Yuanhao, she rarely mentioned the past of his father Song Xinhe in front of Song Yuanhao, except for the name left by Song Xinhe.

The mother and son depended on each other for more than ten years. They thought that they would live a plain life on Tuoyun Mountain in this way. It was not until Song Yuanhao grew up and was suddenly found to have spiritual roots in his body and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals that the change of fate made him know the identity of his father Song Xinhe again.

Although the chance of low-level cultivators giving birth to children with spiritual roots is higher than that of ordinary people, it is still very rare. Chen Yanyun did not expect that her only child, Song Yuanhao, was actually a person with spiritual roots. When she knew about this, she was also very happy.

Although Song Yuanhao's spiritual roots had been detected several years ago, because Chen Yanyun was just a casual cultivator and did not have a spiritual detection disk, she could not know the specific spiritual root attributes of Song Yuanhao. She could only judge his approximate spiritual root attributes by the speed of his early cultivation method like most casual cultivators.

She was originally an ordinary casual cultivator, and she had to support Song Yuanhao's cultivation. The mother and son lived a somewhat tight life. Most of the spiritual objects left by Song Xinhe were soon sold by Chen Yanyun and exchanged for spiritual stones to supply Song Yuanhao with cultivation. Only the few low-level spiritual talismans and a medium-grade flying sword he brought with him were left.

In order not to delay Song Yuanhao's daily practice, Chen Yanyun has been taking risks to go out with others to hunt monsters in recent years. Unexpectedly, Chen Yanyun was seriously injured in another monster hunting process two years ago. Although he survived, it is difficult to recover in a short time.

When Chen Yanyun was injured, Song Yuanhao was still young and his cultivation was not high. The mother and son suddenly lost their source of income. If it were not for the help of several relatives and friends in Tuoyun Mountain, they would have a hard time. There was no extra spiritual stones to supply Song Yuanhao's daily practice.

In desperation, Chen Yanyun had the idea to send the child back to the Song family in Qinghe County to seek help from his father's clansmen, so that he could have a better practice environment.

In addition, there is another reason, that is, Song Yuanhao's personal practice talent is not low. Since he entered the Tao practice, Song Yuanhao has only practiced for less than five years, and he has broken through the third level of Qi Refining, far exceeding the practice speed of ordinary casual practitioners.

Although Chen Yanyun didn't know the specific spiritual roots of Song Yuanhao, he could still guess that this child was very likely to be a three-spiritual root cultivator with good spiritual roots like his father Song Xinhe.

Although he was happy to be a casual cultivator for his whole life, he could only waste his time in the Qi Refining Stage like himself.

For Song Yuanhao's future path, although Chen Yanyun was reluctant, he still gritted his teeth and decided to let Song Yuanhao come back to recognize his ancestors. Perhaps this child would have a chance to complete what his father Song Xinhe didn't do in the past.

Knowing that Song Xinhe died because of risking his life to force the foundation, Song Qingming was also full of surprise. He didn't expect that Song Xinhe, who was a little hesitant when speaking in front of him, would have such courage to risk his life to impact the foundation-building stage.

When Song Xinhe went down the mountain to train, Song Qingming advised him not to give up the path easily. Unexpectedly, he actually chose to risk his life to impact the foundation-building stage in the end.

Thinking of his unintentional words of encouragement that year, which eventually cost the life of this young family member, Song Qingming sighed helplessly.

The fate of a person on the road of cultivation is unpredictable. Some people can force their way to success in building a foundation, but more ordinary cultivators are not so lucky. The reality of the great road of cultivation is still so cruel after all, and only a few people can be favored by heaven.

Looking at Song Yuanhao, who is somewhat similar to Song Xinhe, Song Qingming's eyes are also a little more compassionate. Although his road was not smooth and he eventually died outside, Song Xinhe still has someone to succeed him in this life, which can be regarded as another favor from heaven to him.

"Yuanhao, since you are a member of my Song family, you can stay in the mountains and practice with peace of mind in the future. You will have all the treatment that a Song family cultivator should have. Your father left a lot of merits in the family's gold storage pavilion, and you can inherit them directly.

I think your father will be pleased that you can come back today to recognize your ancestors. I am also an elder who watched your father grow up. This medium-grade spirit stone is a gift for you. I hope you can fulfill your father's last wish and become a foundation-building cultivator in the future."

Seeing Song Qingming wave his hand and use his magic power to send a shiny spirit stone in front of him, Song Yuanhao, who had never seen a medium-grade spirit stone, was also stunned for a while. After a while, he excitedly stepped forward to take the spirit stone and kowtowed to thank him.

"You seem a little tired today. Go down and have a rest. I will arrange for someone to accompany you to Tuoyun Mountain in a few days to transport your father's remains back to Funiushan Mountain for reburial.

After the monks of the family passed away, they were buried in the monk cemetery in the back mountain. You can't always let your father stay alone outside. Let him be with the elders of the family he is familiar with!"

After hearing Song Qingming's arrangement, Song Yuanhao nodded slightly, and suddenly knelt down with a worried look on his face.

"Grandfather! I want to ask you for one more favor!"

"We are all family, there is no need to be so formal. If you have anything to say, please stand up and tell me!"

Hearing Song Qingming's words, Song Yuanhao, who was kneeling on the ground, did not stand up. He said with some trepidation in his heart: "My mother's injury has not healed yet. I want to ask the ancestor to allow me 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 our Song family. Although your father is gone, Funiushan is still your home.

Your mother's injury has not healed yet, and she may not be able to bear the long-distance travel. I will let Yuanfang take you to the Zangjin Pavilion to get some healing pills. When you arrive at Tuoyun Mountain, you can discuss it with your mother. As long as she is willing, you can bring her back with you."

"Thank you, ancestor!" Hearing that Song Qingming agreed to his request, Song Yuanhao kowtowed to thank him and stood up with a happy face.

Because he was born as a low-level cultivator and had no father since childhood, Song Yuanhao's feelings for his mother were hard to give up. He did not forget his mother who had shared the joys and sorrows with him just because he enjoyed different treatment in the Song family.

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

When Song Xinhe was building his foundation, the Song family was not a Jindan immortal family, and there were not many ways to get the foundation building pill. Now that Song Qingming has broken through and become a Jindan cultivator, it is not so difficult for him to support a younger generation to build his foundation.

Knowing that Song Xinhe had a successor, Song Qingming was very happy in his heart. The next day, he specially arranged for the family to hold a ceremony for Song Yuanhao to celebrate for him.

Knowing that Song Xinhe's descendants had found the family, the clan members who had a good relationship with Song Xinhe at that time also rushed to the family ancestral hall to give Song Yuanhao a gift for returning home.

After the ceremony of joining the clan was completed, Song Yuanfang took 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 like.

Seeing the spiritual test disk that Song Yuanfang had already cast a spell to drive 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 formally tested his spiritual roots. He had always practiced according to his mother's guidance. He also wanted to know his true spiritual root attributes.

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

"This is, a different spiritual root!"

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