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

"panel?"

When Yang Xiaosheng saw the golden panel in his mind, his heart trembled.

After waiting for nearly seventy years, just when he was dying, the golden finger finally arrived?

Is this to allow him to leave this world without any regrets?

Your golden finger is pretty good!

I really would thank you!

After some complaints.

Although Yang Xiaosheng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, he still turned his attention to the panel.

If the panel awakens at this time, perhaps it will allow him to continue to survive in the world, and even start the path of cultivation that he has never been able to achieve.

[Host: Yang Xiaosheng

Qualifications: Five elements of pseudo spiritual roots, no special physique

Current cultivation level: (0/100) Not yet in Dao

Note 1: All descendants who have a blood relationship with the host, their current cultivation level and subsequent improvements will be converted into experience points for the host's cultivation level improvement.

Note 2: The experience points gained by the host will be affected by blood relationship. For example, the experience points converted from children's cultivation is %, and the experience points converted from grandchildren's cultivation is %, and so on.

Note 3: The host's aptitude is too poor, and most of the ways to acquire cultivation bases must come from future generations. Therefore, if the cultivation bases of future generations are damaged, or if they die, the host's cultivation base will drop by double...]

Just as Yang Xiaosheng was reading the contents on the panel word by word, a line of eye-catching font suddenly popped up at the bottom of the panel.

[It has been detected that Yang Yongsu has a blood relationship with the host. Yang Yongsu's current cultivation level will now be converted into corresponding experience points.]

[Experience value +1087]

Yang Yongsu?

When Yang Xiaosheng saw this name, he was stunned.

Not bad!

The so-called Yang Yongsu was the third son of the Yang family who left Xuancheng quietly after leaving a letter two years ago and is now an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

He is also his third son whom he values ​​the most.

"1087 experience points. I wonder what the third brother's current level of cultivation is?"

Yang Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment, then continued, "However, according to the description on the panel, the third brother is the only one in the entire Yang family who has joined the immortal sect. In other words, whatever level of cultivation I can reach, the third brother will also reach the same level..."

After two breaths.

As this line of red text disappeared, the corresponding experience column on the panel began to change.

[Current Cultivation: (0/200) Qi Condensation Level ]

【…】

[Current Cultivation: (87/500) Qi Condensation Level ]

at the same time.

A mysterious energy entered Yang Xiaosheng's body, quickly revitalizing his almost exhausted internal organs.

Is this the power of a cultivator?

Sure enough, it’s amazing.

This will also mean that from now on, not only will I not die of old age, but as long as my descendants work hard, I can even embark on the legendary path to immortality.

Just when Yang Xiaosheng was secretly rejoicing.

He was surrounded by descendants of the Yang family. Some of them were beating their chests and stamping their feet, crying loudly, while others had sorrowful expressions and covered their faces and sobbed.

Of course, there are also people whose eyes flicker, but who only thunder without rain.

"Father, how could you pass away before I could fulfill my filial duty?"

"Old man, you've wasted your whole life and haven't even experienced the bliss of the world yet, how come you're gone?"

"Grandpa, wuwuwu..."

Yang Xiaosheng was awakened by the wailing sounds, and then slowly opened his eyes.

I saw.

He didn't know when he was carried to the bedroom.

In front of his bed, except for the second son Yang Yongshu who stood at the back and watched coldly, his descendants headed by Yang Yonglu all knelt on the ground and wailed.

However, at this moment he had no time to pay attention to others. He was just carefully feeling the various changes taking place in this old body from the inside out.

really.

His internal organs began to revive, his vision and hearing were fully restored, and there was a faint spiritual energy flowing through his body, filling his limbs with strength.

Let's say that.

As his cultivation level rose to the fourth level of Qi Condensation, although his body still looked old, his various functions had almost recovered to that of a thirty-year-old.

"I thought it was a dream, but it turned out to be real!"

A hint of joy appeared on Yang Xiaosheng's lips, and he thought to himself, "As the saying goes, delayed love is cheaper than grass, but this delayed panel is still quite fragrant. From now on, I, Yang Xiaosheng, will lead the Yang family to become the number one in this world of immortal cultivation!"

The words stop here.

Yang Xiaosheng's eyes fixed and he sat up suddenly.

"Old man! You, you, you...what are you doing..."

The carefree Yang Yongshu was the first to see Yang Xiaosheng, who had just died but suddenly sat up. His face immediately changed, his pupils widened, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

soon.

The others also looked up and looked at the old man who had come back to life.

For a while.

The entire bedroom fell silent, and everyone's face was filled with complicated expressions.

Among them, the vast majority did not want the old man to pass away.

But when they saw the old man coming back to life, they felt incredible and even terrified.

The old man was already 93 years old, and his death at this time could be considered a natural death.

But he died and suddenly came back to life. What's going on?

"Father, you..."

Yang Yonglu frowned and spoke hesitantly.

Yang Xiaosheng pretended to be oblivious and just waved to Yang Yongshu symbolically, signaling him to come over.

"Father, I know I was wrong. I swear I will never gamble again. Please rest assured."

Yang Yongshu's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and said this fearfully.

Yang Xiaosheng said nothing and waved to Yang Yongshu again.

Seeing that Yang Yongshu remained unmoved, Yang Yonglu tilted his head and said in a deep voice, "Second Brother, no matter what, he is still our father. Would he harm you at this time?"

A little weighing.

Yang Yongshu swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, and walked tremblingly to the bed under everyone's gaze.

"Father……"

Yang Yongshu looked at Yang Xiaosheng with an expressionless face and slowly knelt down.

However, just as he spoke in a trembling voice.

Yang Xiaosheng remained silent, but just swung his arm and slapped Yang Yongshu in the face with a slap.

For a while.

The entire bedroom fell into dead silence again, and you could even hear a pin drop.

Especially in such a strange atmosphere, everyone felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Father, I really know I was wrong. Now that you're gone, please stop beating me."

Yang Yongshu covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his face.

The others didn't know how painful this casual slap from Yang Xiaosheng, who was already at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, was, but he, the victim, felt it deeply.

It felt like being kicked by a donkey, and two of my back molars are probably knocked out.

Just as Yang Xiaosheng raised his hand again, Yang Yongshu subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Yang Yonglu, however, held Yang Yongshu's arm and said, "Second brother, it's already this critical moment, why are you still hiding? Let father slap him twice, and he might even die in peace."

The words have not yet fallen.

Snapped!

Yang Xiaosheng slapped Yang Yongshu on the left cheek again with his backhand.

This slap was even more powerful, causing blood and foam to fly everywhere, and even several teeth flew out of Yang Yongshu.

……