The 15-foot-wide transition zone in the middle of Songji City was demolished and rebuilt in just one month as a fully transparent corridor, named Stop Corridor.
Everyone knows what this stop means.
Although Song Xizi thought he was still very tough, he was taken back to the Song family by Song Pingcun.
She is not allowed to receive free medical treatment anymore, and she is asked to think carefully for a month whether to choose the Song family name or abandon the Song family name. After one month, she can go wherever she wants.
Since she met her second brother, Song Xizi was forced to choose for the first time by her second brother, which made her a little confused. Fortunately, there are two sisters-in-law who let her know that the second brother wants to make some big changes in Blue Star.
Shennong Zongwen Wushang was asked in advance to come to Shuxian Sect first. It was not a request, but a request.
Although no one saw this letter, Wen Wushang opened it with only a few words: Come and see me soon. Four unreasonable words made him ecstatic. After asking the person who sent the letter, he learned that only one person was responsible for notifying him. He was overjoyed and then remembered that Shi Jingtang was probably still running around now.
He set off in a hurry and arrived at Songji City before the messenger. When he saw a newly built corridor, he had mixed feelings. In the middle of the corridor stood a figure that looked majestic to him. He had been waiting for this moment for too long. In more than a month, the divine fetus has been compressed a little more. This progress is already very fast.
"host……"
"It's better to call me Sect Leader Song. Your master is inconvenient now."
No one else could understand this conversation, and it was impossible for anyone to hear it. Liu Yiyi was standing behind Song Pingcun. The isolation formation at this moment was impossible for any cultivator on Blue Star to spy on.
"Sect Leader Song, you specially summoned me here. What do you need to tell me?" Wen Wushang was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted himself. Being able to speak in such a tone, it didn't matter who Song Pingcun was in front of him.
After the memory is restored, how can we not understand many of the reasons?
"Shi Jingtang should be informing the other sixteen people. I need you to tell him that I will see them in Songji City today next month. It is their business to come or not. If you don't come, you will be responsible for the consequences." Song Pingcun's words were not negotiable. , but in a commanding tone.
"Sect Master Song, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?" Knowing that the person in front of him was not the master, Wen Wushang naturally had to ask if he had any questions.
Currently, large-scale construction projects are being carried out in the north and south of Songji City to prepare youth training schools. Could it be because of management or funding problems?
"I'm not in a hurry, but I'm afraid that some people can't wait to die." Of course, when Song Pingcun said that some people were going to die, he didn't refer to these eighteen people, but to other spiritually powerful people. Now that we have found the crux of the problem and not just the future direction, there is no need to wait any longer.
The ancestors left these eighteen people behind, and they are all in vain if they are not used.
"But..." Wen Wushang still didn't quite understand what this had to do with summoning these eighteen people.
"There are no buts, and you don't need to know the reasons. The choice is yours."
After Song Pingcun finished speaking, he headed towards the inner city of Songji City without looking back.
"Miss Yiyi," Wen Wushang quickly called to Liu Yiyi, who was about to leave, "Sect Master Song, what do you mean?"
Liu Yiyi glanced at the back of Song Pingcun, who was already more than twenty feet away, and said, "Sect Master Wen, you'd better follow the Young Master's request."
After that, he said no more and just followed Song Pingcun's footsteps, lagging a little behind.
Wen Wushang frowned slightly. His master had clearly said that the time was not right. What was Song Pingcun going to do? But no matter how much he calculated, he still didn't dare to make his own decision at this time. Immediately, he turned around and left.
His arrival has been seen by many people outside Songji City. Although this is not surprising, and the conversation between him and Song Pingcun could not even be heard, this matter will inevitably spread among the major sects. This was probably what Song Pingcun did on purpose. He suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship. Fortunately, he believed that if there was anything wrong with Song Pingcun, the master would naturally know how to deal with it and it would not be his turn to judge.
Thinking of this, he turned around and left the corridor. After walking out, he flew back to Shennong Sect.
In Anshen Pavilion, Wen Wushang ordered the disciples guarding him not to allow anyone to enter. After that, he walked back to the room where he usually meditated and practiced, closed the door, took out a hooded black robe from the Qiankun Ring, put it on, covered his face with a black scarf, opened a seat cushion, and a small formation appeared. Take two top-quality spiritual stones, step in, and disappear in an instant.
Back at the Song family, Song Pingcun called Hong Cui and Lu Yi and asked them to go to the hot spring island to tell Yao Yan'er that he wanted a batch of jade bottles to hold water. Half a month at the latest, no other requirements, just thumb size and enough to hold a bowl of water.
Wen Hui and Princess Seven were very surprised by their husband's behavior today and looked at him with two pairs of big eyes.
"Is there flowers on my face?" Song Pingcun touched his face.
"You're a little weird today! Lately, you always act like you're giving orders." Wen Hui said.
"Yes, my husband seems to be not only domineering, but also regal!" After all, the Seventh Princess came from a royal family, and her definition of human behavior was more accurate.
"It seems so!" Wen Hui thought for a moment and said with certainty.
Song Pingcun took a sip of the tea handed over by Princess Seven, put it down, and looked at the teacup again.
"What? It doesn't suit your taste?" Princess Seven looked at Song Pingcun with some confusion.
"No, this is what our family drinks all the time?" Song Pingcun seemed to have figured out one thing.
"That's right! Every year when the Shennong Sect arranges for someone to send your offerings, it will be there." The seventh princess breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her husband-in-law was going to ask something.
"Do you want to drink too?" Song Pingcun suddenly had a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.
"We don't drink it. There is tribute tea from the Seventh Sister Palace, which is more fragrant and lighter than this." Wen Hui replied.
"Where are Weiya and Weiyin?" Song Pingcun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if he remembered something.
"They are still young, and they are not allowed to drink tea. They only drink honey water. But Song Mu sometimes drinks this Nanjin'er tea, a child imitating an adult." Wenhui explained quickly, "But anyway, you can't I can’t drink that much.”
"That's not what I'm talking about. Anyway, remember, none of you should drink this tea from now on. Don't make it at home either. I'll drink tribute tea too."
Song Pingcun suddenly set such a rule for the family, but the Seventh Princess finally realized it.
"Mr. sir, is there something wrong with this tea?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, I just wanted to change it after drinking it for so many years."
Song Pingcun didn't want them to worry. This Nanjin'er tea was so precious. No wonder the Shennong Sect worked so hard to cultivate it. He didn't realize it before, but he realized today that drinking it for a long time really can't change his mind. Even he can do this, and it has only been a few decades. What will be the result if other sects also "enjoy" it for a long time. Although it is just an appetite and has no other effect, but if you are used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, will it still taste good if you eat something else?
Maybe all that's left is an occasional change of flavor.
"Where is Song Mu?" Princess Seven asked carefully.
"Whatever, if he likes to drink, just give it to him." In order not to worry the two women, Song Pingcun simply said it more generously. I don’t know whether it is a spiritual creature with wood or thunder attributes. Just get used to it. If the wood spirit can become addicted, then he deserves it. "If you have guests at home, that's fine too. But please don't drink it if you're at home."
These words made the two women feel relieved.
Song Pingcun was thinking about another issue. The ability of the Shennong Sect to win over a lifetime of preferences with just one tea leaf may be one of the important reasons why it has maintained a first-class sect. However, some other sects, especially those in the list of eighteen people, We still need to have a good understanding of what sects they control.
What a big game the ancestor of the same name played! Whether these chess pieces can be used by yourself now is a critical step. Originally I thought I was just giving a plan, but now it seems that I am not just giving a plan, but also winning people's hearts. Otherwise, the continuation of the Song family and the future path of cultivating immortals will be very difficult.
If you still imagine that it was just cultivation as it was before, I'm afraid it's impossible.
Song Pingcun himself didn't even realize that his mentality had changed little by little since he entered the family tree. After the exchange with the ancestor of the same name, compared to the original, he had begun to change, both in his actions and as a person.
It seems that as long as something is determined by oneself, it is necessary and can be done. The only person who can still enter his heart now is his clone Song Er. Even Liu Yiyi, who has been taking care of his growth and cultivation, he has begun not to care so much.
