63rd time, internal strife in Tianji Pavilion

  Gong Sun's injury was not severe, but he was overcome with grief and despair, which led to his suicidal thoughts. For the past two years, he had been following Wu Song, living in constant fear, as if walking on thin ice, even willing to bear the shame of being cursed, all for the purpose of helping Long Ting enter the Dragon Vein, using its power to break the Eight Trigrams Seal Curse that loomed over the Gong Sun family.

  If it were just one failure, it wouldn't be enough to make her heart turn to dust, but the Five Dragons' struggle for dominance caused the world's vital energy to fluctuate almost every day. However, dispelling the Eight Trigrams Seal God Curse wasn't something that could be accomplished in a single day. This meant that as long as the dragon veins were still competing for dominance, she wouldn't even think about breaking the seal!

  This was a fatal blow to her, Gongshu's previous sages had tried every means to break the Eight Trigrams Seal of God, but to no avail. The Dragon Pulse was their only hope, and now even that last hope was gone. This terrible news finally struck her down in an instant!

  Wu Song saw her faint and sat beside the bed to take care of her. He was still a little flustered as it was his first time taking care of a girl. Wu Song brought back water from a nearby stream, wetted a cloth, and went back to wipe Gong Sun's face, removing the blood clots from the corners of her mouth.

  The kingfisher took him to search for wild fruits everywhere, and the creatures in Longmai Cave Heaven were all born to die, but this spirit hid from the turmoil of heaven and earth's primordial energy and survived, knowing everything here like the back of his hand.

  In the Dragon Vein Cave Heaven, the abundant yuanqi opened up the spiritual wisdom of the emerald bird, allowing it to understand human speech and attempt to communicate with humans. Although so far no one has been able to understand what it is saying, this has already excited it very much.

  "Little guy, you're so clever, how many years have you lived?" Wu Song tossed a yellow fruit into his mouth, and a warm energy instantly filled his dantian. He tapped the parrot's head with his index finger and asked.

  The kingfisher pecked a piece of fruit from his hand and used its claws to draw on the ground, Wu Song leaned over to take a look, this little guy can actually write!

  "You're quite old yourself, actually a hundred years older than me! You're not a little bird, you're an old demon!"

  The kingfisher chirped twice in a wronged tone, Wu Song pointed to the ground and stuffed another green fruit into his mouth, saying: "Don't speak, write, write!"

  One man and one bird finally succeeded in communicating, and the kingfisher's writing became more fluent. What made Wu Song ashamed was that this guy's handwriting was even better than his own. Gong Sunyan was still asleep, and the girl murmured a bunch of nonsense, all begging her ancestors for forgiveness.

  Wu Song squeezed open her small mouth, squeezed out the juice and gave it to her. The girl finally stopped talking in her sleep, and a hint of blood color gradually appeared on her face. Wu Song saw that her cheeks were as white as sheep fat, with a faint pink color, and couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lightly.

  The kingfisher tilted its head curiously and looked at him, smoothing its feathers with its claws. Wu Song's old face turned red with shame, saying: "You haven't seen anything, if you dare to say it out, when you wake up from your sleep, you'll find that you've become a roasted pigeon!"

  The kingfisher hurriedly covered its eyes with its wings, hid its head in its feathers, and stole a glance, only to see Wu Song lower his head and kiss the sleeping girl's small mouth.

  "Shameless!" The parrot wrote two words on the ground with its claws. Wu Song returned home feeling satisfied, saw the two words and his face immediately turned black. He hastily erased the words, grabbed the parrot's neck with both hands, shook it back and forth, and said viciously: "This isn't shameless, this is irresistible! I'm a virgin, she's a virgin, we're mutually in love, exchanging our first kiss, how can that be shameless?!"

  "Chirp, chirp!" The kingfisher flapped its wings and pointed to something behind him. Wu Song turned his head to look, only to see the girl on the bed had opened her eyes wide, staring at them blankly.

  "Cough, I mean to say that I and Little Cui, mutually infatuated with each other, couldn't help but exchange our first kiss..." Wu Song held the bird, fiercely kissing it, and the little bird spat fire at him, a small flame over half a foot long.

  Gong Shu Yanran didn't think of anything else and struggled to get up, saying: "What time is it? How long have I slept?"

  Wu Song hastily pressed her down and pulled the quilt up, saying: "It's been a long time since the third violent outburst of yuanqi passed, probably fourteen hours."

  "You're not wearing clothes..." Gong Xuan looked at his robust upper body and blushed, covering her head with the quilt.

  "You forgot? The day before yesterday I carried you back like this, and you were still desperately hitting my chest. Look, there are still bloodstains on me!"

  "What bloodstain?" A loud noise was heard outside the thatched hut, and a black shadow jumped down to the ground like a large flea, hopping twice before darting into the hut. The man saw Wu Song with his upper body exposed, a bloodstain on his pants, and also saw a girl on the bed, and immediately rolled out of the hut in a panic.

  "Your Excellency, I didn't see anything, don't kill me to silence me..."

  Wu Song hastily helped Gong Sun Yueran up and had her sit against the wall. "Shi Qian, roll in here!" he said.

  "The little man really didn't see anything, the fog is very thick here..." Shi Qian bowed his head and walked in, saluting the two: "The little man has seen the master, Gong Shu... madam..."

  Wu Song glared at him, but the girl beside him looked a bit shy and pleased, so he let it go and asked: "Shi Qian, how did you get in?"

  "Returning to the main hall, I followed Old Master Zhou and Vice Hall Master Wang in. Old Master Zhou made a move to break through the barrier, and I jumped in to scout ahead. To be honest, my eyesight has never been good, and along the way, I bumped into over a dozen large packages..."

  Wu Song looked at the clothes on his body, Shi Qian understood, and immediately took off his top, Wu Song tried to put it on, but could only wrap one arm, and threw it back to him: "Next time make it a bit longer!"

  At this time, Shi Qian nodded with a hint of embarrassment. Suddenly, a loud and mournful cry was heard from outside: "Heaven, our humble door has finally entered the Dragon Vein!" "My brother is the first person in history to enter the Dragon Vein as a lowly servant! When we return, he must seize the position of Gate Master!"

  "What a rich spiritual energy!" "What a lot of spiritual grass!" "What a big purple forest!" "What a big lock chain!" "What a big... rock!"

  "This rock is the tooth of Yinglong, the root of the great Song Dynasty's prosperity. Once I shatter it, the Song Dynasty will be doomed to perish, hahaha!"

  "General Zhou, stop!" "Quickly hold him down, this old man has gone mad!" "Old thief, we'll fight you to the end..."

  Wu Song rushed out of the thatched cottage and stood on the mountain top, looking down. He saw Yang Zong, Wang Laoshi, Lu Junyi, Zhang brothers and dozens of others surrounding Zhou Dang, some pulling his arms, others grabbing his legs. Lu Junyi tightly hugged Zhou's waist from behind, while Zhang brothers raised their chains to bind everyone together. The remaining people rushed forward, piling on top of Zhou Dang like a tower of human bodies.

  Zhou Tong let out a loud shout, his arms shook, and everyone flew up, falling in disarray. Some were hanging from the treetops, while others fell into the ground. Even the iron chains of the Zhang brothers broke into countless segments, their magical instruments completely destroyed, and both brothers spat out blood.

  The crowd climbed up, staring angrily at Zhou Tong. Yang Jiaolong raised the white bone banner, Wang Laozhi quickly drew a few talismans, Gao Lian released the iron armor corpse, Shi Xiniangzi raised the lotus bag, and Tang Duan took out the wind and fire fan, surrounding this old thief in all directions.

  Zhou Tong let out a cold laugh, and the space around him suddenly warped. One hundred and eight heavenly star forces descended from the sky, colorful and resplendent. A treasured sword hummed behind him, spinning rapidly as it rose into the air, growing larger and larger until it was dozens of feet long, slowly rotating above his head.

  "Gentlemen, in those days my family helped Zhao Kuangyin seize the throne, only to end up with the fate of a dead rabbit and a boiled dog! This is the grudge between my family and the Song royal house. If you continue to obstruct me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

  Wang Laozhi angrily said: "We came to seek immortality, and we don't care about the grudges between your military family and official family. If you destroy this dragon vein, we will fight to the death with you!"

  Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong and others looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do. Just as the two groups of people from Tianji Pavilion were about to clash, they suddenly heard Wu Song's voice from the top of the mountain: "Halt!"