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

Yang Mansion.

The light in the lobby was slightly dim.

Yang Xiaosheng sat in the first seat, and Yang Yonglu stood on one side.

In front of him, two beautiful women and five young people were kneeling one after another.

"Daughter greets father!"

"Grandson meets grandpa!"

Yang Xiaosheng smiled faintly, nodded, raised his hand and said, "Everyone, get up."

Not bad!

The two women were his two daughters.

The eldest daughter is Yang Ru and the youngest daughter is Yang Xiu.

However, his eldest daughter Yang Ru always obeyed his orders.

Therefore, under his arrangement, she married into the Chen family in Lincheng, not far from Xuancheng.

Nowadays, even though she is over 40 years old, she is still well maintained, with fair skin and gorgeous clothes.

On the other hand, Yang Xiu, who had been rebellious since childhood, eloped with a poor scholar without his knowledge.

Later, when he found out Yang Xiu's residence, he had already married the poor scholar and had children.

And because the scholars have never been nominated on the list, their lives have become quite difficult.

After not seeing each other for many years, Yang Xiu's face was now gloomy and his eyes were dodging. It seemed that his edges had been smoothed out by the difficult life.

"Third sister, fifth sister, father has spoken, you all should stand up."

Yang Yonglu glanced at Yang Xiaosheng and took the initiative to step forward and help the two of them up.

Yang Ru nodded with a smile, then skipped over Yang Yonglu and looked at Yang Xiaosheng, whose hair had recently grown a few strands of black hair. She said with a smile, "Dad, the last time I saw you, your hair and beard were still white. How come you have black hair this time? Did Big Brother buy you some magic medicine?"

Yang Yonglu deliberately lowered his voice and whispered, "Third sister, father has now successfully entered the Dao and is already a cultivator..."

"Yes, I accidentally started the path of cultivation. Not only have I grown black hair now, but it won't be long before I can even regain my youth."

Yang Xiaosheng stood up and changed the subject, continuing, "Not only that, tomorrow I will leave Xuancheng and head for the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

"And I asked you to come back not only because I wanted to see you before I left, but also because I wanted to test your spiritual roots. If you are willing, I can take you to the world of immortal cultivation and help you start your path of cultivation."

Yang Ru's expression froze, and she hesitated, "Dad, are you telling the truth?"

When Yang Ru married into the Chen family, she naturally heard many rumors about immortal cultivators.

Moreover, she was fortunate enough to meet a real immortal cultivator.

Therefore, if possible, she would naturally like her children to follow the old man on the path of cultivation.

As for Yang Xiu, his face didn't reveal much expression. He just glanced at the young man and girl in plain robes behind him.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Yang Xiaosheng smiled and then ordered: "Boss, go get the spirit crystals and help them test their spirit roots."

Yang Yonglu nodded and walked straight out the door...

Less than half an hour passed.

Through the test of spirit crystal stones, Yang Ru was found to have five pseudo spiritual roots, and her children were also mediocre in qualifications, and were not qualified to enter the immortal sect for cultivation.

In this regard, Yang Ru's attitude remains as optimistic as ever.

Even though he and his children cannot practice cultivation, his father is now a cultivator.

In this way, as long as she has her father's protection, her status in the Chen family will naturally rise.

On the other hand, Yang Xiu and her mother have three spiritual roots. She and her youngest daughter have three spiritual roots, and the eldest son has four pseudo spiritual roots.

But even so, there was still not much smile on the faces of the three mothers.

Yang Xiaosheng glanced at Yang Xiu without leaving any trace, and then asked casually: "Boss, how are the family dinner preparations going?"

Yang Yonglu nodded with a smile and said, "Everything is still ready, we can start at any time."

Yang Xiaosheng nodded and said, "Then let's get started."

……

at dusk.

Yang Xiaosheng sat alone in his own courtyard, his eyes slightly closed, looking contented.

at this time.

Yang Xiu quietly appeared in front of the courtyard gate.

She did not step into the courtyard, but just stared at Yang Xiaosheng who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Since you're already here, why don't you come in?"

Yang Xiaosheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Xiu, who had a complicated expression.

Hear the words.

Yang Xiu's expression froze for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.

See this.

Yang Xiaosheng's expression eased, and he sighed slightly, "Come here and let your father take a good look at you."

To tell the truth.

Over the years, the person he cared about most was actually his little daughter who was born with a rebellious nature.

Although he tried his best to oppose it and even sent people to attack the poor scholar, in the end, Yang Xiu still resolutely eloped with the poor scholar.

Many years later, he made inquiries from many sources and unexpectedly learned about Yang Xiu's difficult life.

In response to this, he also tried to send people to deliver money, but it was rejected by Yang Xiu, who was stubborn.

There was silence for a long time.

Under Yang Xiaosheng's gaze, Yang Xiu finally moved his feet, stepped into the courtyard with heavy steps, and came closer.

thump!

Yang Xiu knelt down before Yang Xiaosheng and said with a choked voice, "The unfilial daughter Yang Xiu kowtows to her father."

Yang Xiaosheng's expression froze for a moment, and the heart that had been cold for most of his life began to melt at this moment with overwhelming force.

"Xiu'er, why are you doing this?"

Yang Xiaosheng felt mixed emotions for a moment. He slowly bent down, held Yang Xiu's slender wrist and helped her up.

"Father……"

After Yang Xiu stood up, she could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart, and threw herself into Yang Xiaosheng's arms and burst into tears.

at the same time.

In the northern part of Yue State, deep in the mountains.

This place is shrouded in miasma all year round and is inhabited by ferocious beasts.

This also led to the fact that few people in the secular world dared to set foot there.

And just recently.

No one knew what was happening, but every few hours, a shocking fairy light would rise from the depths of the mountains and reach the sky.

Moreover, the dead land that was originally depleted of spiritual energy has now become full of vitality and rich in spiritual energy.

At this time.

An old man in a black robe was shrouded in a strange black fog, floating on the top of the mountains.

And around him were densely packed figures.

They each stood with their swords in hand, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

"Zhou Xuan, I never thought that the Demon Sect spy lurking in my Qingyun Sect would be you!"

A middle-aged man with broad shoulders and thick scapula, wearing a green Taoist robe, frowned and looked indifferent as he shouted coldly.

"Zhu Jun, at this point, is there any point in saying this?"

The black-robed old man, shrouded in black mist, laughed sinisterly and added, "Furthermore, the so-called Demon Sect you speak of, in my opinion, is far more upright than your so-called Immortal Sects."

"In the eyes of the world, the Qingyun Sect is protecting the Kingdom of Yue and all living beings. But who would have thought that your so-called protection is actually just an attempt to seize the opportunities and good fortune left behind in the territory of Yue during the ancient times."

"You've sealed off all the major ancient spiritual veins within the Yue Kingdom, causing the spiritual energy within the country to dry up. Not only can ordinary people not cultivate, but their lifespans are shortened. Your Qingyun Sect is truly generous!"

The middle-aged man known as Zhu Jun narrowed his eyes, murderous intent emanating from his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Zhou Xuan, since you refuse to repent, this will be your burial place!"

"All disciples, listen up! Form the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation and slay Zhou Xuan right here!"

"I accept your orders and form the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation!"

Hundreds of Qingyun disciples echoed in unison, their voices like thunder, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

then.

They simultaneously formed hand gestures, summoned one long sword after another, and began to quickly form a formation. The scene was extremely spectacular.

"Zhu Jun, the great era is coming, and your Qingyun Sect cannot stop it!"

The black-robed old man, Zhou Xuan, laughed heartily and said, "Besides, if I want to leave today, how can you youngsters stop me?"

The words have not yet fallen.

Zhou Xuan seemed to be using some forbidden secret technique, rapidly changing hand seals with both hands.

In a blink of an eye.

The eerie black mist shrouding Zhou Xuan instantly turned blood red.

At the same time, a strange aura instantly swept across the world, as if the surrounding void was shaking.

next moment.

He seemed to have transformed into a streak of blood-red lightning, and each time he dodged he could cross hundreds of feet, at an incredible speed.

See this.

"Chase! We absolutely cannot let him escape from Yue!"

Zhu Jun shouted coldly, transformed into a rainbow of light, and led a group of disciples in pursuit...