The Xuandu body quickly turned black, and a ball of magic energy flew out.

"Son, you dare to destroy my good deeds, wait!"

The sinister voice of "Xuandu" sounded from the ball of demonic essence.

Yang Shengjun laughed loudly, "Don't wait, I'll send you on the road now, Yang Jianzhi!"

Good guy, the Yang Shengjun suddenly came out with a sword.

A sphere that was as hot as the sun hit Xuandu.

"ah!"

Poor Xuandu's monster was instantly broken up, and the demonic consciousness attached to it actually collapsed, and it seemed that it was completely dead.

Beside him, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt stood, and behind him was a group of young Yang family members who remained silent.

Everyone was summoned to watch him "practice".

"Hmph! Aren't you very promising?"

Just as his body was trembling unstoppable, a faint voice sounded from the middle-aged man in blue shirt, with a hint of mockery, "The giant support is the most common posture in boxing. You dare to practice even indestructible Vajra. Can't the giant support be too bad, right? Why can't you stand it in less than an hour?"

The words "can't stand it anymore" were still ringing in his ears, and his whole body was already exhausted and a numbness surged, leaving his brain blank.

"Tsk tsk, this Yang Long is really whimsical. He didn't even reach the early stage of Peiyuan. He actually tried to practice the unique skills of our Yang family's ancestral martial saint, Vajra Indestructible!"

"That's right, this idiot relied on his only identity as a direct lineage and consumed a lot of family resources. It would be fine if he was ashamed, but he had secretly practiced the Vajra Indestructible in the first few days. If the clan uncle hadn't discovered it and stopped it in time, he would have probably burst his meridians and became a waste among the waste."

"What should I do if such a person stays in Yang's house? He should be driven out!"

"Yes! Get out!"

Listening to the whispers around, Yang Long felt bitter inside and his face turned red.

It is indeed as the people around him. He relied on his only successor to his direct lineage. He practiced from the age of six to the age of six, and consumed a lot of family resources. Unfortunately, he did not even reach the early stage of Peiyuan in the initial stage of martial arts practice.

Thinking of this, his trembling hand wanted to reach into Huai Zheng

But at this time, the middle-aged man in green clothes said again, "Peyuan Realm, strengthening the foundation and cultivating the Yuan Realm is a necessary step to impact the body casting realm! People are weak and sick first, and they need to swallow a spiritual pill with extraordinary medicinal power to improve their physical fitness. After complicated conditioning, they can make up for the defects. You! You are actually greedy and have not even reached the early stage of Peiyuan. You are trying to practice the martial saint's unique skills inherited by my Yang family, Vajra Indestructible! Yang Long, Yang Long! You really disappoint tens of thousands of people from our Yang family!"

Hearing the middle-aged man in blue clothes scolded him again, his hand froze into his arms, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was indeed greedy.

The martial arts practice is divided into the three stages of Peiyuan Realm and the tenth level of the body casting realm.

The Peiyuan realm has an early and mid-stage period, and the casting realm has first-level, second-level, third-level, fourth-level, fifth-level, sixth-level, seventh-level, eighth-level, nineth-level, tenth-level.

Each step is very sophisticated and has been determined after countless generations of hard work.

Practicing martial arts requires gradual progress. What you need to do at each stage is explored by countless predecessors, and it is a bloody path of cultivation tried by countless predecessors.

Anyone who does not practice according to this bloody path will be disabled at the least and die at the worst.

And the person who had not even reached the early stage of Peiyuan Realm actually went to practice the eighth level of the body casting realm before he could start his initial practice of the Martial Saint's unique Vajra Vajra.

This is actually not greed, but seeking death!

In fact, Yang Long didn't want to seek death. He was forced to try it out with a lucky heart.

He is the 29th generation that has been passed down since the emergence of the Martial Saint of the Yang family.

In the 29th generation, he was the only heir to the Yang family's direct lineage, and the Yang family also had sixteen branches, and there were 375 people of his same generation.

Of the 375 people, 326 have entered the early stage of Peiyuan, 14 have entered the middle stage of Peiyuan, and two of the best people in the middle stage of Peiyuan have been practicing for more than a year, and it is possible to enter the Great Advancement of Peiyuan at any time.

The remaining thirty-three people did not even break through in the early stage of Peiyuan. Except for Yang Long, all thirty-two people were sent to various family businesses and had lost their qualifications to practice martial arts.

Now, once some of his peers enter the Peiyuan period, his direct lineage will be abolished, and the ancestors who come from others will become branch members, and the existing genealogy of the Yang family will be rewritten for the first time.

The above will write that the founding of the Great Mongols was the first to be established. Yang Meng, the ancestor of the Yang family, held great achievements in founding the country, and was granted the title of Jinlong City. His eldest son, Yang Wei, the second son, Yang Wu, the fourth son, Yang Qi, the ancestor, all succeeded him. Only the third son, Yang Ba, inherited his ancestral property, and the genealogy is as follows...

Thinking that the family tree was changed to the third vein under the name of the third son of the ancestor Yang Ba, he couldn't help but shivered.

The tribe members of the third lineage are domineering, arrogant and selfish, just like the ancestor Yang Ba.

Because the third tribe's character was really hard to convince the public, after the Yang family's branch, most of the tribes secretly agreed to support the declining direct lineage.

Unfortunately, Yang Long started practicing martial arts at the age of six and took countless spiritual pills. He is now at the age of sixteen and has not yet broken through the early stage of Peiyuan.

He failed many expectations!

In addition to practicing some exercise routines that relax muscles and activate the meridians, the most important task in the early stage is to make up for the initial defects of the human body and improve physical fitness.

However, each raft has different physical constitutions and different defects, and the types of elixirs that need to be taken are different.

However, after the summary of countless predecessors, what kind of elixirs most people need to take can still be calculated based on certain characteristics.

Unfortunately, this kind of calculation is something that ordinary people cannot afford in their entire lives.

Since there are too few people who can calculate physical fitness, the calculation cost is extremely expensive, and the elixir required after calculation is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Faced with this situation, you either take a specific pill according to the calculated results, or find someone who can calculate again, but both paths require huge financial resources!

Yang Long has calculated more than 300 times from the age of six to sixteen, and has taken many valuable spiritual pills.

Such a large amount of consumption can bring out five or six tribe members from the middle stage of Peiyuan or even one Peiyuan Dacheng period.

But it has no effect on him!

According to a master method in Jinlong City that specializes in calculating physical fitness for martial artists, Yang Long is a waste, a complete martial arts waste!

Unless he finds the divine blood in the transmission and is baptized by the divine blood, he can change his constitution and have the opportunity to practice.

Divine blood is the blood shed from the gods. There are countless martial arts masters in the world, and there are some rumors about immortal masters who can fly to the ground. However, no one has seen the illusory gods and no one believes that there is a god.

His cultivation path was hopeless, and it was a conclusion drawn by the Yang family after ten years of unremitting efforts.

In fact, he had long accepted the fact that he could not practice. He originally planned to hand over the order of the head of the family that had been passed down by the direct lineage at the end of the year, and then find a pure corner to spend the rest of his life in obscurity.

But one day, he went out to relax and went home and met an old beggar.

Because the old beggar was grateful to him for giving a bowl of rice porridge, he talked about some interesting strange things, including the stories of taking various spiritual pills that were ineffective and practicing the martial arts master's unique skills and starting to practice martial arts.

This story inspired him so he also wanted to practice the unique skills of the Martial Saint.

The Yang family happened to have the unique martial arts saint's skill of Vajra Indestruction, and he kept it himself, so he secretly practiced in an attempt to prove that he was not a martial arts waste.

His idea was really too true, and most of the old beggar's words were fake.

How could a person who was not even in the early stage of Peiyuan, and how could he touch the unique skills of the Martial Saint that could barely touch the eighth level of casting?

"Bring it!"

Just as his thoughts were turning around, the cold voice of the middle-aged man in blue shirt rang again, and he asked blankly, "What are you taking?"

"Give it the Vajra Indestructible! I want to confiscate it so that you won't practice it randomly again. If you die, it will be a big deal to lose this unique martial arts master!"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt made a purpose. Yang Long was about to take it out, but suddenly remembered the second uncle who was traveling far away from a foreign land to stop.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man in blue shirt with a stern face, his eyes were sharp, as if he was looking at a prisoner. Looking around, everyone in the family also had contempt and mocking faces on his face. Suddenly, he felt that the situation was really interesting, so he laughed out loud, "Why, you want to take this opportunity to take away the Indestructible King Kong? Then you have to ask the head of my family order in my hand!"

After laughing, he suddenly took out a pitch-black token from his arms. This was the most important thing his second uncle gave him when he left. As long as he had this token, he could gain a foothold in the Yang family.

"Okay, okay! The head of the family order must be kept in your hands. In half a month, the family annual meeting will be held. At that time, the Yang family, including you, the waste lineage, will gather in the Yang Mansion of Jinlong City. I hope you can still keep it at that time!"

The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked fierce and weak, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. After seeing the head of the family in Yang Long's hand, he scolded the young man who was still watching, and then hurried away.

Seeing the tribe members leaving one by one, Yang Long looked sad. He didn't want to have a quarrel with the tribe members, but he really wanted to do it from his second uncle's instructions.

"Why!"

A cold sigh rang out. A fifteen-year-old girl stood in the yard. She was wearing black hair and white clothes. Even the boots she was wearing were white, and she was mixed with the snow falling in the sky.

This girl’s name is Wang Qingqing, Yang Long’s distant cousin, and she was the one who was born in Yang Long. After taking a few ordinary elixirs, she practiced until the middle stage of Peiyuan. She even practiced the Yang family’s family boxing technique, Bajiquan!

Wang Qingqing looked at the messy footprints in the courtyard and suddenly said, "Brother Long! Don't practice Vajra indestructible again. Half a month later, I will protect you no matter what, even if you are the direct line... If the direct line is changed, you can spend the rest of your life without worries."

Listening to Wang Qingqing's words, Yang Long was silent. His direct lineage was quite glorious, but unfortunately his father's generation was too ostentatious.

The eldest son Yang Mingjun and the eldest prince robbed the woman and were still imprisoned in the imperial city jail without seeing the sun.

The second son, Yang Mingwang, was proud of his martial arts skills. He practiced to the ninth level of casting, but did not go to the imperial city to be awarded the title. He actually tried to be accused of Mount Tai, but was struck by lightning to become a madman at the top of Mount Tai. King Yang Mingwang is Yang Long's second uncle and the current head of the Yang family. Although he was arrogant, he was steady and meticulous in his work, and arranged his affairs afterwards to go to Mount Tai. Before leaving, he entrusted the important task to Yang Long to take power on behalf of his master.

The third elder Emperor Yang Minghuang, the father of Yang Long, was in trouble when the Yang family was in trouble, and left his youngest son, regardless of his brother, and followed a woman in white and has not returned yet. The young girl, Wang Qingqing, was dressed in white and dressed in white, which was very eye-catching and eye-catching.

"Qingqing, my heart is dead and I will never do meaningless things anymore. After the family annual meeting, I am an ordinary child of the Yang family. You should stop interacting with me!"

Looking at the white boots in front of him, Yang Long remembered his father Yang Minghuang who had gone away, and sighed in his heart.

He closed his eyes and had carried too much in the past ten years. He felt much more relaxed when he thought about the impending burden.

And he understood that he would have gone further and further away from now on until he had nothing to do with him, but this was exactly what he hoped.

Their engagement was a casual joke by the second uncle Yang Mingwang, but Wang Qingqing's family was extremely serious.

"Brother Long! I won't let you down! The second uncle took great care of my Wang family at the time, and now you are lonely and helpless, how can I bear to leave you!"

Listening to Wang Qingqing's words, Yang Long was not particularly emotional. He knew that the seemingly pure and flawless girl in front of him was a very practical woman.

Seeing the other party reaching out to grab him, he turned to the side and said coldly, "Wang Qingqing, remember! The martial arts path is different from ordinary people. I, a waste, have a lifespan of up to fifty years, and my body will age in twenty years. And you will have a lifespan of one hundred years, and you will start to age slowly after seventy years. As your realm improves, our gap will become bigger and bigger. Go away! I don't want to see you!"

Hearing the words of "resentfulness", Wang Qingqing shed tears. She bit her lip and said, "Brother Long, I am not a frivolous woman! I will follow you in this life!"

Afterwards, seeing that Yang Long was still indifferent, Wang Qingqing shook her head in disappointment, wiped the tears rolling on her face with her sleeves, and returned to her usual elegant appearance and left.

"I can't break through the early stage of Peiyuan for ten years. I'm unfair to me!"

Yang Long stared at the departure back in a daze and said gritting his teeth.

ah!

He looked up his head ferociously, looked at the quietly falling snowflakes, looked around the quiet, and let out an unwilling roar again.

...

The sun shines on the earth, and the thick snow in Jinlong City melts. It has been five days since Yang Long practiced the "giant child".

As the end of the year approaches, more and more pedestrians in Jinlong City begin to rise. At the request of the City Lord's Mansion, the Yang family sent a large number of young children to assist in the city defense.

The Yang Mansion, which is mainly for young children of the family to live and practice, has become increasingly deserted. Due to Yang Long's problem, the atmosphere will be heavier every time the family annual meeting is close.

Some people in the family were unwilling to change their direct lineages, so they gritted their teeth and took out the spiritual pills they had collected for many years to Yang Long, hoping that he could make a breakthrough in training.
Chapter completed!