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

Yang Xiaosheng had naturally never heard of what kind of special physique the so-called Gengjin Sword Body was.

However, since he has a special physique and is able to join the Qingyun Sect, I think his qualifications should be excellent.

But if that’s the case, why is Yang Yongsu just an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect?

Are all those old guys in the inner sect of Qingyun Sect blind?

Of course, this was just the first question in his mind.

To know.

He only had five pseudo spiritual roots, and his deceased wives and concubines were not from any famous ancient families.

Among his descendants, except for the eldest brother Yang Yongshu and the eldest daughter Yang Ru, who did not have very good aptitude for cultivation, the others were all quite good.

Especially the second son Yang Yongshu.

I don’t know how I started practicing, but it hasn’t been long before I have entered the foundation-building stage.

In other words.

The second brother Yang Yongshu's talent in the way of immortality is even better than that of Yang Yongshu who possesses the Gengjin sword body.

According to popular rumors, it is impossible for Yang Yongshu and the other two to be so outstanding.

Aren’t they all Yang’s biological children?

It shouldn’t be!

His wives and concubines are not the female cultivators of Fengyu Pavilion. Since they married into the Yang family, they hardly ever leave the house, let alone wear a hat for him.

Could it be because Yang is a time traveler?

Now it seems that this is the only possibility.

Think for a moment.

Yang Xiaosheng frowned and asked, "Since you possess the so-called Gengjin Sword Body, I think your aptitude for the immortal path shouldn't be too bad. But why are you only an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect?"

Yang Yongsu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Father, things are not what you think."

"In fact, not long after I left Xuancheng, I met my master, the head of Zishan, the first sacred mountain in the Qingyun Sect."

"Master allowed me to participate in the assessment ceremony and stay on the main peak to practice as an ordinary outer disciple. This is because Zishan has been a little unstable in recent years. After I reach the Dan stage, I can return to Zishan to receive the sword tradition and practice."

Speaking of it.

When facing his old father Yang Xiaosheng, Yang Yongsu did not hide anything. With a thought, a sword manual appeared in his hand.

He said, "Father, this is the Blue and Purple Sword Scripture that our master passed down to me. Only disciples of Zishan can practice it. You should be able to rest assured, right?"

Yang Xiaosheng glanced at the sword scripture in Yang Yongshu's hand, then his expression relaxed and asked, "Then what's going on with your current cultivation?"

Yang Yongsu gave a bitter laugh and shook his head, saying, "To be honest, not long after I entered the outer sect, I went to the back mountain to train when I unexpectedly encountered a demon beast. In the attempt to kill the demon beast, I was severely injured and accidentally became seriously ill."

"However, not long ago, my master came to visit me and gave me a magic pill. Now I am fine."

Hear the words.

The corners of Yang Xiaosheng's mouth twitched slightly. He raised his hand to straighten Yang Yongsu's collar and warned him, "You are not a child anymore. The road of cultivation is full of tribulations. In the future, you must think twice before you act towards people and things. Don't be arrogant. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. You should know this principle."

Yang Yongsu's expression froze for a moment, and then his eyes turned slightly red. He said in a hoarse voice, "Father, I am an unfilial son. I have made you worry about me these past few years."

Yang Xiaosheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and laughed angrily, "You are really not a filial son. If I hadn't accidentally started practicing cultivation, I'm afraid you and I would have been separated by the Yin and Yang by now."

Yang Yongsu smiled, as if he suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked: "Father, you are now a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. What are your plans for the future? Have you thought about..."

Yang Xiaosheng waved his hand to interrupt, "Don't worry about my affairs. Just remember, from now on, you must not only ensure your own cultivation, but also protect Xiu'er, Chuan Ya and the others. If anything happens to them, I will make sure you pay."

"Don't tell me you're a disciple of Zishan. Even if you break through to the legendary Nascent Soul stage in the future, I'll still be able to control you!"

The voice just fell.

A graceful figure appeared behind the father and son.

"Father……"

Obviously, the person who came was Yang Chuanya.

"You and your daughter haven't seen each other for a few years. You must have a lot to talk about. I'll go back first."

Yang Xiaosheng turned around and rubbed Yang Chuanya's little head, then walked straight towards the camp.

……

In a blink of an eye.

The next day.

Wait until the sky turns slightly pale.

when!

A dull bell sound came from deep within the mist-shrouded main peak of Qingyun Sect.

This also means.

The magic array leading to the main peak has stopped operating. The independent cultivators who came to participate in the assessment ceremony, as well as the young people from various forces, can climb the mountain and wait for the assessment ceremony to begin.

For a while.

The independent cultivators stationed at the foot of the mountain set off one after another, forming an endless stream of people, rushing up the mountain along the central plank road.

But at this time, Yang Xiaosheng and his group were not panicked at all.

Last night, Yang Yongsu told them.

Outer disciples have a hidden path leading to the main peak that is only accessible to sect disciples. They can use this path to participate in the assessment ceremony.

In previous years’ assessment ceremonies, outer disciples also walked along this path with their relatives.

Therefore, Yang Yongsu also decided to take them along this hidden path.

Almost an incense stick of time passed.

Yang Yongsu entered the tent and said, "Father, it's almost time. We can set off."

"Then let's go."

Yang Xiaosheng smiled and immediately stood up.

The others also stood up and followed Yang Yongsu out of the tent, then headed towards the back of the mountain on one side.

for a long time.

When they appeared halfway up the mountain, it was already bright and the mist surrounding the mountains had thinned a lot.

However, just as they were sitting in a pavilion halfway up the mountain to rest.

Two outer disciples jumped down from an ancient tree on the side and came straight to the pavilion.

It was not difficult to find that the two were the patrol disciples who had met last night.

"Yang Yongsu, you're so brave! You actually took people along this path to participate in the assessment ceremony!"

The leading disciple said this in a deep voice with a gloomy expression.

Another disciple said with a playful smile, "Junior Brother Yang, if I report this to the Deacon Hall, I'm afraid not only will you be punished, but they'll also disqualify you from the assessment, right?"

Yang Yongsu frowned slightly and said, "Brother Zhao, let's not beat around the bush. Just tell me what you want to do!"

The Deacon Hall has always turned a blind eye to the matter of taking people through a small path to participate in the assessment ceremony.

However, if this matter is reported to the Deacon's Hall, the seriousness of the matter will be another matter.

To know.

Judging from the Deacon Hall's usual style of doing things, once someone comes forward, they will definitely use thundering measures.

He didn't care about the so-called punishment, which was nothing more than some hard work, but if the assessment qualifications of Yang Xiu and others were revoked, it would be more difficult.

It will not only be this session's assessment ceremony, it is likely to be several sessions in the future, or even indefinitely.

Since he joined the outer sect, he has almost always been practicing in seclusion and rarely interacts with people in the Deacon Hall.

This means that even if he carries the pig's head, he may not be able to find the temple gate.

Hear the words.

The leading disciple, surnamed Zhao, smiled wickedly and said, "It's simple. Hand over the demon core in your possession, and we'll pretend we didn't see anything."

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