Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

Xuancheng

Yang family mansion.

It was deep winter and very cold.

Leaden clouds hung low in the sky, and heavy snow fell like goose feathers.

Yang Xiaosheng, who is over ninety years old and has white hair and beard, is wearing a beast cloak and sitting quietly in front of the door, watching what may be the last snow scene in his life.

On both sides of him and behind him, several maids were constantly fiddling with the braziers, fearing that this old man, who was filled with many legends, would catch a cold.

After all, at this age, catching a cold could be fatal.

"Father, good news!"

A middle-aged man in an embroidered cotton robe hurried over with a look of joy on his face.

The middle-aged man's real name is Yang Yonglu, and he is also the current head of the Yang family.

Hear the words.

Yang Xiaosheng, who was dozing off, suddenly came to his senses, frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Boss, you are already over 40 years old and the head of the Yang family. You are still so frivolous when dealing with things. If outsiders see you, won't they look down on you, the head of the Yang family!"

Speaking of it.

Yang Xiaosheng glanced at the respectful Yang Yonglu and kept shaking his head and sighing.

The Yang family was established in Xuancheng and was able to occupy a place in Xuancheng, but this was not the credit of the Yang family's ancestors, but entirely due to the hands and wisdom of Yang Xiaosheng.

But as the old saying goes, wealth cannot last for more than three generations, and poverty cannot last for more than five generations. But what he did not expect was that the Yang family was already in a period of decline when it came to him.

He got married at the age of forty and later took two concubines.

He had one wife and two concubines, who gave birth to three sons and two daughters.

Yang Yonglu is the eldest son. He is honest but has no ambition. The second son is smart but is addicted to gambling all day long and loses his ambition.

As for the third son, he was originally the most suitable person to take over the position of head of the family, but he was obsessed with practicing.

Two years ago, he left Xuancheng quietly after leaving a letter, and there has been no news of him since then.

He had no choice but to pass the position of head of the family to the eldest brother Yang Yonglu half a year ago.

Yang Xiaosheng hesitated for a moment before asking, "Tell me, what's the news?"

Yang Yonglu, who stood straight, forced a smile upon hearing this and said, "Father, I just got the news that the third son has successfully joined the immortal sect called Qingyun Sect and is now an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect. He asked you not to worry about him."

Qingyun Sect?

Yang Xiaosheng's expression froze slightly, and many unpleasant past events came to his mind.

in fact.

He is not a native of this world of immortal cultivation, but accidentally traveled here from Blue Star.

However, he is not like other time travelers.

You can awaken the golden finger at the beginning, or have extraordinary qualifications at the beginning, and make rapid progress on the road of cultivating immortals, and seek the way to immortality.

If his start could be described in four words, it would be - terrible.

After enduring countless hardships, he managed to gain a foothold in the market town within the Qingyun Sect. When the Qingyun Sect finally started its grand ceremony to recruit disciples, he was found to have five useless spiritual roots.

This also means that he will never be able to become an immortal in this life.

Even so, he still did not give up and always believed that as long as the golden finger arrived, he could still turn things around.

Therefore, he chose to stay in the market.

after that.

In order to purchase a lowest-grade cultivation technique and the spiritual liquid needed for cultivation.

He had been a guinea pig for drug testing, dug spiritual mines for the Qingyun Sect, and even relied on his handsome face to become a cauldron for a female cultivator.

As a result, even though he tried every possible means to buy the cultivation techniques and spiritual liquid, he still failed to embark on the path of cultivation as he wished.

Until I was thirty-eight.

He finally became disheartened and left the market town. He came to Xuancheng and started to fight with the help of his past life memories...

Unconsciously, two lines of turbid tears appeared in the corners of Yang Xiaosheng's eyes.

Online novels are harmful!

It has been nearly seventy years, why hasn’t my golden finger awakened yet!

"Father?"

Seeing Yang Xiaosheng's sad face and tears streaming down his face, Yang Yonglu frowned slightly with a complicated expression.

really.

The only one my father likes is the third child.

"Boss, go call Chuan Ya over. I have something to ask her."

Yang Xiaosheng coughed lightly, calmed himself down, and gave the order.

"Father, wait a moment."

Yang Yonglu nodded slightly, turned around and walked quickly towards the corridor.

However, he had not taken a few steps when he heard his old father's earnest voice behind him.

"Boss, I know my time is running out. You must remember that you are now the head of the Yang family. You must not show any softness or compassion."

"After I leave, you will kick the second son out of the Yang family, otherwise the Yang family will be destroyed in his hands sooner or later. As for the descendants of the Yang family, as long as they can protect the current foundation of the Yang family, the next three generations will have no worries about food and clothing, and will not end up living on the streets."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yonglu's body trembled slightly and tears immediately fell like rain.

Just as he was about to look back, Yang Xiaosheng said, "Don't look back, go ahead."

Half an incense stick of time passed.

Just when Yang Xiaosheng fell asleep inadvertently, a graceful figure walked lightly from the other end of the corridor.

Her three thousand strands of black hair flowed like blue waves, and she wore a plain long dress, but her beauty was still evident.

It was the younger generation of the Yang family, Yang Chuanya.

Yang Xiaosheng felt that this girl was somewhat extraordinary, so he privately tested her spiritual roots, and found that she actually had a rare two-element true spiritual root.

Because of this, she became the old man's most favored junior.

Seeing that his grandfather was sleeping soundly, Yang Chuanya smiled and did not disturb him. He just stood nearby and silently looked at the amiable old man.

However, it didn't take long.

Yang Xiaosheng's head shook slightly and he woke up again.

In a daze, he suddenly opened his eyes after seeing Yang Chuanya with a smile on her face.

"grandfather……"

Yang Chuanya had two dimples on her pretty face and her voice was as sweet as a silver bell. She took the initiative to step forward and support Yang Xiaosheng.

"Chuanya girl, you're here!"

Yang Xiaosheng slowly sat up with the help of Yang Chuanya, and a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

"Grandpa, uncle said you called me, what's the matter?"

"Look, I'm getting old and almost forgetting the important things. Chuan Ya girl, tell me, Grandpa, how is your practice of that technique going recently?"

"I have successfully drawn Qi into my body a few days ago. I estimate that in a few days I should be able to enter the so-called Qi Condensation Stage. Grandpa, let me show you how."

"Alright!"

After a brief conversation.

Yang Chuanya asked the maid to bring a cushion, then sat upright, placed his hands on his dantian, quietly practiced his skills, and began to draw qi into his body.

soon.

Just a few breaths.

Yang Chuanya's black hair fluttered, and there were faint threads of energy flowing through her body, and she began to emanate strands of mysterious aura from the inside out.

See this.

Yang Xiaosheng seemed to be catching his last breath. He raised his head and laughed heartily, saying, "In my life, I have endured countless hardships in order to embark on cultivation. In the end, although I did not get what I wanted, my son, Yang Xiaosheng, has successfully become a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and my granddaughter has successfully drawn Qi into her body."

"Now, even if I die, it can be considered a natural death. I have no regrets in this life..."

While talking.

Yang Xiao fell backward violently, and all his life was about to be completely cut off at this moment.

however.

Just at the moment when Yang Xiaosheng slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his mind.

Followed by.

A golden panel comes into view...