C799 imparting
C799 imparting
Even though he had appeared to be in limitless glory these past few days, the conflicts between him and the Successor Disciples of each sect had made him more scheming than if he had been cultivating in seclusion for half a month.
Seeing the jade slip in his hand, Peng Shitong smiled and asked, "Let me guess, there should be a list of forty-one elites that have entered the second round, right?"
Yang Junping smiled and showed her the jade letter in his hand.
Peng Shitong took the jade slip and swept it with his Spiritual Sense, smiled and said, "Not bad, out of the twenty-eight elite seeds, nine actually broke through the first round, which is much better than three years ago. It can be seen that the clan's three years of support for local cultivators have been quite fruitful."
"Don't just look at the surname and place of origin, that thing can lie. Among these nine foreign elite seeds, there might be some related to the Yang family."
Yang Junping drank half of the cup of tea in one go. Peng Shitong repeatedly asked him to take care of his health, after all, he was the future head of the famous Yang family.
Peng Shitong laughed, "I've heard about the matter of the school field drawing lots and singing their names today. It was said that they had slapped the faces of several elders. What? Could it be that among these nine people, there's a fish that escaped the net?"
"Humph!"
Yang Junping sneered disdainfully, and then said: "That's not true, these nine people actually came with their strength, but for example, this Wu Chunxi, although he is from an ordinary village in the town of Wasteland, but because of this, he has some talent and is skilled in martial arts, but somehow he has gotten into the eyes of Seventh Uncle. He has been nurtured a lot these few years, and it is said that Seventh Uncle has taken this kid to see Old Thirteen a few times, and has received some pointers from him."
"So it's Seventh Uncle's disciple, no wonder!"
Yang Junping casually pointed out two more names, and said: "For example, these two were also noticed and nurtured by the Yang family cultivators guarding the area. Among these nine cultivators with different surnames, there are only six who managed to make it into the second round by relying solely on their own cultivation."
Peng Shitong laughed and said, "That's not bad. At least it won't be like the previous two times, where after the first round, the Yang cultivators will almost be rounded."
Yang Junping threw the jade letter to the side and asked, "Oh right, have you found any good seedlings with talent in pill refining recently?"
Peng Shitong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Do you think alchemists are that easy to cultivate?" I, along with a few masters of the Great Cauldron Hall and Daoist Master Du of the Flowing Fire Valley, have ultimately only recruited two disciples with the potential to become an alchemist in the future.
Yang Junping smacked his lips and said, "It's only two alchemists, that's good enough. Oh right, why don't we see Yin'er and Yao'er again?"
Peng Shitong forced out a smile and said, "These two children have been acting very secretively these past two days. I don't know what they are doing."
Yang Junping snorted coldly and said, "After this competition is over, let's see how I'll deal with them."
With that, Yang Junping gulped down the remaining spiritual tea in one breath, stood up and walked out.
Seeing this, Peng Shitong hurriedly caught up and asked, "It's time to eat. Where are you going?"
Yang Junping replied without turning his head: "I'll go to the back of the mountain and see how many people there are who work hard, and also learn from my big brother. I'll give him some pointers and pretend to be a master, and then I'll see their wild joy and experience."
Peng Shitong didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at his back. He said, "You're really …"
Yang Qinghu rushed home excitedly. Before he even entered the door, his voice had already traveled in, "Mother, I've passed the first round. I'm too hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"
However, his usual scene of his mother coming out when he shouted did not appear. There was no sound in the yard. This kind of situation usually only occurred after his father came back from the outside.
The originally swaggering Yang Xin Hu instantly became cautious. With his shifty eyebrows, he looked all around the courtyard and prepared to tiptoe away.
"Where are you going?"
A voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, giving him a shock, but Yang Qinghu immediately reacted and heaved a sigh of relief, loudly saying: "Hey, big brother, it's you, you scared me so much, I thought my dad had returned!" "But big brother, your cultivation is becoming more and more powerful and you are already at the peak of the baleful qi realm. I think you will soon be another core disciple of the family, Brother Lang."
He had already advanced to the baleful qi stage for several years, but Yang Qinlang, who had just recently advanced to the baleful qi stage, had already become a core disciple of his family. This caused him to feel somewhat uncomfortable in his heart, but even so, Yang Qinlang's strength was still above his own.
Yang Qinghong said in a deep voice, "Father isn't back. Grandpa is back."
Yang Qinghu, who had originally been planning to show off to her elder brother for her victory in the first round, shivered in fright upon hearing this. Grandpa is back? Isn't he in Wilderness Town? "
Yang Qinghong didn't bother to answer and just said, "Grandpa wants to see you. Come with me."
Yang Qinghu followed his eldest brother into the living room. His appearance was like a mouse that was about to see a cat.
Yang Tie-zhu's expression was very serious, and this made Yang Qinghu's heart beat like a drum.
Seeing him come in, Yang Tiezhu waved his hand and said, "Waiter, tell grandpa about what happened today at the school field during the roll call."
Yang Qinghu noticed that even though his grandfather's expression wasn't too good, she didn't seem to have any intention of punishing him. Calming herself, she recounted everything that had happened on the training field in detail to Yang Tiezhu.
Yang Tiezhu's face didn't look angry at all, but his mind wasn't focused on listening to his own grandson recount the course of events. In fact, he had already been informed about these matters long before he had returned to Xishan Village, and this was also the reason why he came back in such a hurry.
Yang Qinghu recounted what had happened. Yang Tianzhu closed her eyes and did not speak. Yang Qinghu's apprehension only increased.
Yang Qinghong thought for a moment and said, "Grandfather, this matter may not be as serious as you think. In the entire Yang Family, how many people do not dare to give face to the Han Family? Furthermore, Grandfather's response would at least not leave behind any excuses. Moreover, Grandfather, you and the Patriarch have had a great relationship since childhood, so the Patriarch would probably not care about such small matters. "
Yang Tiezhu nodded, "Even so, in the end, you must make this matter clear to the chief, face is one thing, attitude is another. Remember what I said, we are both surnamed Yang, and there is nothing to hide from our families. Grandfather will go to the west mountain to ask for the chief, then rush to Wilderness Town overnight. You two must work hard at Western Mountain Village, and don't embarrass me too much."
Both of his grandchildren looked submissive. Yang Tie-zhu glared at Yang Xin Hu and said: "Especially you, little boy. I heard that some of the Yang Family's children are popinjays, so you're not included in this, are you?"
Yang Qinghu jumped in fright, hurriedly saying, "No, no, that's not the case!"
After the twenty-eight foreign elites came to the Western Mountain Village, they were arranged to temporarily stay in the Yang family guest rooms. However, Feng Yuankun did not stay there and had someone arrange a place for him to stay before he came to the Western Mountain Village.
After passing through the first round of the Large Competition, Feng Yuankun returned to his temporary residence. From afar, he saw someone already waiting for him at the entrance.
"Aunt Yang, I'm back." Feng Yuankun waved at the people at the entrance from afar.
When Yang Tian Fang saw Feng Yuankun return, he smiled and said, "Not bad, your teacher's teachings were not in vain. For the next three days, you will work hard at your aunt's place and fight your way to the top 8 ranks as an elite disciple. Your teacher is also proud."
Feng Yuankun said with a smile, "Don't worry, Aunt Yang. I will work hard."
Yang Tian Fang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Come in. Your teacher had someone deliver something in the afternoon and asked me to give you a few words."
Feng Yuankun's eyes lit up. He quickly followed Yang Tian Fang to the front hall. He saw a grey bag placed on a table in the front hall.
"Middle tier magic tool, Wind Return Bag!"
Feng Yuankun extended his hand to grab at the Songfeng Belt but to his surprise, a shadow flashed and the bag was already in Yang Tian Fang's hands.
Seeing Feng Yuankun's stunned expression, Yang Tian Fang smiled and said, "Your teacher said that you can refine this magical equipment first, but you are not allowed to use it unless you have no other choice. Before you encounter a truly strong enemy, it would be best if you could train your other divine abilities in battle."
"Aunt Yang, teacher has always said that my magic arts and skills are far from being mastered, and I have always disagreed with refining magic tools, saying that my foundation is not solid, but I heard that when teacher was my age, my cultivation was only comparable to mine. Even Daoist Master Jun Shan was at my age back then, so his cultivation rose very quickly.
Yang Tian Fang smiled when he heard that. "I don't know too much about your teacher's past. However, I can tell you a little about the matter about Shan; perhaps you will understand."
Feng Yuankun was overjoyed to hear the early events of Daoist Master Junshan. Today, Daoist Master Junshan was the idol of all the young cultivators in Mengyu and Hu Yao counties. Feng Yuankun was filled with interest towards the experiences of his youth.
"Before I start talking about Little Shan's matter, I need to ask you something. Have you been through a life and death struggle since you started cultivating?"
"Of course!" Feng Yuankun said with pride, "Disciple once participated in the battle to strangle the Demonic cultivator of Mt. Qu, and even killed two Demonic Beasts. I have encountered and exchanged blows with Demonic Spirits."
When Yang Tian Fang heard this, he declined to comment. Feng Yuankun's experience could be considered as an experience amongst cultivators of the same level, but it was clear that this experience was done under the deliberate protection of Daoist Master Zhou Yi.
"Little Shan, when he was at the Muddy Qi realm, he had already volunteered to participate in the fight for the border between the three counties. That is a battle where he could lose his life at any time …"