In the 320th year of the Gregorian calendar, Yang Shengxuan became rarely shy because Yang Hongyuan was planning to marry him at this moment.
Although Yang Shengxuan has only met Yang Hongyuan and Yang Hongyuan since he was a child, he is very knowledgeable about his family's inheritance. After all, Yang Hongyuan has been using photo beads to recognize people since he was a child.
When Yang Shengxuan was a child, he complained that his brother and sister didn't play with him, but now that he has grown up, Yang Shengxuan knows that there may be something hidden in it.
Yang Hongyuan and Zi Yuan did not tell them everything, but just asked them to practice well.
Yang Shengxuan practiced so hard, so he hoped to see his brother, sister, and nephew sooner.
However, after Yang Hongyuan brought out the ancestral precepts promulgated by Taizu Jingzhao of the Yang family, Yang Shengxuan was confused.
"What the hell, I'm going to get married and have a baby when I'm twenty!"
"I...I...this...this...!"
Twenty-year-old Yang Shengxuan was the same age as Zhimu Shaoai. Thinking of Nie Qian who was brought into the valley by her parents a few years ago, she instantly understood.
Yang Shengxuan was squeaking, but under the teasing of An Da and An Er, his face turned red and he nodded in agreement.
Of course, Yang Hongyuan would not forcefully press his head without drinking water. It was because he saw that Nie Qian and Yang Shengxuan were getting along well that he spoke.
This Nie Qian is no ordinary monk. He is a direct descendant of Taoist Nie Chang, and his qualifications are also impressive.
After observing him over the past few years, he has a good temperament and good conduct, making him a good match.
Nie Qian had no objection to this matter. After being sent here by her ancestor, she was very happy with her life in Fengling Valley.
What's more, Yang Shengxuan was elegant and charming, so Nie Qian would definitely have her thoughts on him.
This was the intention of King Xiang and the intention of the goddess. It was a match made in heaven, and Yang Xingyang was born soon thereafter.
In the 330th year of the Gregorian calendar, a soaring momentum suddenly stirred up the clouds above Fengling Valley.
However, after Yang Shengxuan opened thirty-six acupoints in his body, he successfully condensed the Dao Cauldron and advanced to the third level of cauldron-making, which is equivalent to a real-person monk.
Yang Shengxuan's cultivation speed is much faster than that of Yang Shengdao and others. First, the resources he can enjoy are different.
The identity of Yang Hongyuan came. At this moment, Yang Shengxuan was not a son of heaven. He was favored by the will of heaven and earth in the Nine Heavens World, but his advancement was much faster.
At the same time, a flash of spiritual light was seen, and a figure appeared on the spot. It was the first clone of the earth spirit master that he condensed.
"good!"
"Father!"
When Yang Shengxuan listened to his father's praise, he was even happier than he had broken through.
"Now that you have advanced to the Cauldron-Forging Realm, you are considered to be at the beginning of your cultivation. You are well-deserved for the title of Young Master Fengling!"
As the only second-generation monk in Fengling Valley, Yang Shengxuan is naturally not an unknown person.
And he did not lose the face of the second generation successor of Fengling Valley, but he was invincible against all opponents of the same level in Fengling County, and earned the title of Young Master Fengling.
The cultivation levels of all titled monks in the Jiutian World are basically above the cauldron-making stage, and the same is true for those younger disciples of Tao realm forces.
But who makes Yang Shengxuan's status special, not to mention that he is on his own territory in Fengling County, but now he is worthy of his name.
There are not many high-level monks in the Jiutian World, and the monks in the Ding-casting stage are already able to establish a sect and serve as the head of a family.
"Haha, today is full of good things!"
After Yang Shengxuan advanced to the cauldron-making stage, his spiritual awareness also greatly increased, and he soon noticed that there was also an aura bursting out in his wife's retreat.
And his only son, Yang Xingyang, the third-generation direct descendant of Fengling Valley, also successfully ignited the mysterious fire today and became a monk.
Yang Shengxuan also looked happy, but he didn't know that his mother Ziyuan also successfully broke through to the Huagai Realm.
At night, Fengling Valley, which has always been peaceful, is a bit noisy today. Yang Hongyuan and Ziyuan were at the top.
Sitting below were Yang Shengxuan, Nie Qian, and Yang Xingyang. Although they still looked a little thin, they were much more lively than thirty years ago.
Yang Shengxuan was still a little worried when he got married. After all, Yang Hongyuan and Ziyuan had insisted on letting things go smoothly when they urged the marriage.
Unexpectedly, the parents would be satisfied if only one was lost, but Yang'er would suffer.
However, thinking that his nephew Xinghua also shouldered the important task of spreading the branches, he also felt that this was Yang'er's responsibility.
Although Yang Hongyuan hopes that the Yang family in Fengling Valley will grow rapidly, he does not want to see a gap between Zhoutian and Jiutian.
With fewer people, there are fewer right and wrongs. Yang Shengdao and Yang Shengxuan are brothers, needless to say.
There are also only two cousins in the next generation, Yang Xinghua and Yang Xingyang, so it is naturally easier to get close to each other.
As for the descendant generation, they have the same feelings as their father and grandfather, which is not much different.
As for the Tian generation, Yang Hongyuan couldn't care less.
The zeal of a gentleman, who has been killed for five generations, is the lineage of Yang Shengdao. By then, there will be more than ten people from the Tian generation, and not all of them will be close to each other.
In this way, whether it is a descendant of Jiutian Tian or a descendant of Zhou Tiantian, the relationship depends on temperament.
Yang Xingyang, who was having a big meal, felt a little chill in his back, but saw his father's loving eyes in front of him, and gave him a sweet smile.
Yang Hongyuan smiled when he saw the interaction between father and son, and then enjoyed some family happiness.
I have my father and ancestors in Xishan, and I am still a junior, but now I am the senior one in Fengling Valley.
After drinking and eating, Yang Shengxuan felt like a bolt from the blue when he heard his father's words: "Father, if you want to go on a trip, you won't be able to keep this Fengling Valley child alive!"
"Xuan'er, you don't have to worry!"
As Ziyuan spoke, she called out Taoist Xingyuan, and Yang Hongyuan also called out Taoist Taiqing.
Yang Shengxuan, who has cultivated the secret technique of Yiqi and Sanqing, naturally knows that most of his parents also have clones. He just doesn't want his parents to leave by saying this.
After all, the clone is not the original person after all, and the Fengling Valley lineage is thin, so after his parents left, he returned to being a family of three.
"Xuan'er, now that you have achieved success in cultivation, it's time for you to stand alone, not to mention that we won't come back.
As for the lack of people in Fengling Valley, you now know how your mother and I felt at the time. "
To be honest, Yang Hongyuan was a little reluctant to let go. After all, in terms of getting along with each other, Yang Shengdao and Yang Xinghua did not get along like this day and night for decades.
But now that they have been out of the world for thirty years, it is time to return to Zhoutian World.
"Your father is right, Yang'er is ten years old now, but in more than ten years, Fengling Valley will be able to add more children.
The new girl entering the valley is the descendant of a senior Kagekaze. It would be best if the two of them do it intentionally, but they cannot force it if they do not do it unintentionally. "
"Kid, remember this!"
Yang Shengxuan knew that he couldn't hold him back, so he just responded in a muffled voice.
"Our lineage in Fengling Valley is not prosperous, but this task falls on Yang'er. You still need to supervise me.
As for getting married at the age of twenty, after Yang'er, it is enough to pass on the word to one generation, and there is no requirement for Tian's generation! "
"Will it take decades for my father to leave?"
Yang Shengxuan was so smart, but he could hear something from Yang Hongyuan's words.
"The time is uncertain, but don't worry, we will definitely return within fifty years!"
A few days later, news gradually spread that Fengling County's Taoist power, Fengling Valley, was in charge of affairs by Yang Shengxuan, a second-generation descendant of the Ding Foundry.
And Yang Hongyuan and Zi Yuan activated the Nine Heavens Mark, used the power of the Four Spirit Cauldrons to open up the world's passage, and took a step forward to appear in the desolate Wood Spirit Star Territory.
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