When Yang Junshan returned to the Yang family, what greeted him was not the virtuous Yan Qinxi or the smart Yang Qinyu, but Yang Xinghua, who had advanced to the Thunder Tribulation Realm and showed off his face.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xinghua's incredible cry came out: "Grandson, you have advanced to the Huangting realm!"
Yang Junshan felt a headache when he heard this, you are really my grandfather!
Before Yang Junshan could think of how to respond, a slightly angry voice sounded in his ears: "Bastard! Who are you talking about!"
Seeing the angry Yang Shengdao, Yang Xinghua and Yang Junshan were stunned for a moment.
"Yes, Yang Junshan is not alone in advancing to Huangting this time!"
"Dad, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the grandson who has advanced to Huangting!"
"You treacherous son, I won't beat you to death today!"
"Dad...hey...I was wrong...I was wrong..."
Yang Junshan looked at Yang Xinghua running around being chased by Yang Shengdao, with a gloating smile on his face.
Yang Junshan naturally didn't think that Yang Shengdao couldn't tell who he was talking about. He was obviously venting his anger on himself when he saw him being bullied every day.
Should! A grandpa who stares at his grandson every day must be kicking the iron!
Except for the old ancestor, and the old ancestor, the two words "grandson" are not something that can be called unscrupulously!
"Go back and see Yu'er quickly. He must have been waiting for you for a long time!"
"yes!"
Yang Hongyuan looked at Yang Junshan who was leaving quickly, and Yang Shengdao and his son who were having a fight, and couldn't help but sigh, it's great to be young.
Well! Should I also call Lao Yang and the two of them over, and then beat up the little ginseng? I should have a clear idea.
I can't help but shake my head and laugh when I think of this. No wonder they are talking about old children!
Because Yang Hongyuan and the others returned home without notifying everyone, except Yang Xinghua, who had advanced to the Thunder Tribulation Realm, he was the first to notice, so no one knew about it.
When Yang Junshan arrived at his residence, a handsome young man in the courtyard also noticed someone coming. Both father and son were stunned.
Although Yang Junshan is now a dignified Taoist priest of Huangting, he still has a close affection for his hometown.
Looking at the young man who vaguely looked like Yang Qinyu when he was a child, Yang Junshan didn't know how to speak, although he was sure that this person was probably his son.
As for Yang Qinyu, he was less than seven years old when Yang Junshan left twenty years ago. Although he has some memories of his father's appearance, it is already vague.
Although I had seen a lot of portraits and realized that it was probably the father who had been away from home for a long time who had returned, I still couldn't scream.
Just when the father and son were at a loss, another voice came from inside the house.
"Brother, who is it? Could it be our unreliable father who is back?"
Yang Qinyu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, while Yang Junshan was stunned. He looked at the girl about eighteen or nineteen years old who came out of the house with her skirt in hand, and was at a loss.
this. . . Where did he get his daughter from? . .
"Ah, are you really my biological father whom I have never met and haven't heard from for twenty years?"
"Second sister, don't be rude to your father!"
After Yang Qinlin's interruption, the atmosphere at the scene finally relaxed a lot.
And Yang Junshan also figured it out. Looking at the girl with a similar face to himself, he probably thought it was the night before he left Zhou Tian. . .
"Dad, I am Qin Lin. You are finally back. If mother hadn't said that your soul lamp is still on, I would have thought that I would become your posthumous son!"
"Dad, look at whether your daughter is beautiful or not!"
Yang Qinlin came to Yang Junshan, holding her arms and acting coquettishly.
"Good-looking, good-looking, my Lin'er is the prettiest."
Although Yang Junshan looked unprepared, Yang Qinlin, who was extremely smart, liked it very much.
"My child, Qinyu, has met his father."
"Yu'er, you were still a child when I left, but now you are a real-life monk, not bad!"
"Oh, I have worked hard for you all these years!"
"It's not hard, it's not hard. There are a bunch of younger brothers and sisters in the family, just like their father and ancestors. It's very lively."
"Tch, brother is lying. We all miss you very much, father!"
Looking at Yang Qinlin with an excited face, Yang Junshan felt that his heart was about to melt.
With Yang Qinlin's mediation, the relationship between father and son finally became harmonious.
"Junshan!"
A ray of light fell at the door, revealing the figure of Yan Qinxi. In the eyes of outsiders, the famous Lord Taiyin seemed extremely fragile at this moment.
Although the two of them had only been separated for twenty years this time, they were unable to send messages because Yang Junshan went abroad.
Not long after, she gave birth to Yang Qinlin, with Yang Qinyu who was less than ten years old.
It can be said that for Yan Qinxi, this is the moment when Yang Junshan is needed most.
"Qinxi!"
The two have grown up together almost since they were born. It can be said that they are childhood sweethearts. They have said nothing but seem to have said everything.
"Brother, let's go tell Zu Weng and my sister-in-law about the news of father's return."
My daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket, even though Yang Qinyu and her sister also want to spend more time with their father.
But after all, they are no longer ten-year-old children. Seeing their parents reunited after a long separation, they took the initiative to give them some space.
Night falls slowly, the soft moonlight pours down, and the two places on the west mountain are lively without disturbing each other.
Yang Hongyuan went to Yanzhou during the day and brought Ziyuan back. At this moment, Yang Shengdao, Yang Shenglong, Yang Xinghua, Yang Xingsong and his wife, three generations of grandparents were drinking and chatting on Chaoyang Peak.
There is a rule that the direct line of the Yang family cannot be passed down to three generations, and this is not without basis.
Although Yang Chenglie was highly valued by Yang Hongyuan, it was passed down to the fourth generation, and his feelings were far inferior to those of Yang Shengdao and Yang Xingsong.
Besides, Cheng Zi has many descendants in his life, so Yang Chenglie is fine, but Yang Chengjiao and others have not seen Yang Hongyuan a few times, let alone have much affection.
Therefore, the Chengzi generation could not enter the small family banquet organized by Yang Hongyuan.
As for the other place, it was naturally a small family banquet with Yang Junshan as the core group.
Yang Tiangang and Han Xiumei sat at the head of the table, while Yang Junshan, Yan Qinxi, Yang Junping, and Yang Junxin lined up in sequence.
It is worth mentioning that Yang Junping was still married to Peng Shitong in this life and gave birth to twins Yang Qinxi and Yang Qinyao, who were only teenagers at this time.
However, Yang Qinyao in this life is not as arrogant as later generations, not to mention the Yang family's tutoring.
Just talking about the Qin generation, there are people like Yang Qinyu and others who are the direct descendants of Jiuyao, and they cannot be ranked among them.
Although his status is noble, there are many people who are equally noble as him.
Lan Heming from the Lan family married Yang Junxin and gave birth to a son named Yang Qinlian, who was only about ten years old at the moment.
Although the status of Yang Junping and Yang Junxin is not as good as that of later generations in the Yang family, the resources they enjoy are far superior to those of later generations. At this time, they have already reached the Taoist realm.
Peng Shitong and Lan Heming both broke through the Tao realm not long ago. Lan Heming has become an alchemy master. Although Peng Shitong is limited by his lack of talent, he is also a top alchemy master after advancing to the Tao realm.
Coupled with Yang Junxin, the soul-seeking master, Yang Junshan, the formation spirit master, and Yan Qinxi, the fulu master, this family can be called the second strongest in the Yang family.
As for number one, it is naturally the family with Yang Hongyuan as the core.
Obviously Yang Junping, including Yang Tiangang and others, have been blessed by the rise of Yang Junshan, and are supported by the foundation of the Yang family.
Although I don’t know if I can finally break through the immortal gate, the path is much wider than that of later generations.
For a while, Qinyu and Qinxi were drinking wine, Qinyao and Qinlin were serving dishes, and the elders Tian and Jun were eating.
Qinlian was still young, sitting on her knees, laughing and laughing.
At Xingyao Peak, Yang Chenglie and Wang Xifeng sighed sadly to each other.
What a mess. . . The ancestors held banquets without invitations, and the grandchildren presented banquets without invitations. . . . . .
After all this calculation, I turned out to be seemingly redundant. . .
Alas, the couple sighed together, and then turned their grief and anger into motivation and devoted themselves to the memorial letter from the governor of Fengzhou Mu.
Banquets and other banquets will only affect the speed of your reply!
However, as the saying goes, early the next morning, the couple signed the official seal and went straight to Xishan.
If you don't give an explanation, you have to go on strike. This is too bullying!
Yang Hongyuan originally thought that Yang Junshan would invite Yang Chenglie and his wife, but Yang Junshan thought that his ancestor would invite his great-grandfather, and then the two of them tacitly held their own family banquet.
The two sides met on the second day, okay? Yang Chenglie and his wife probably tossed and turned all night.
Yang Hongyuan was defeated, he was the ancestor, but Yang Junshan was miserable. He was a grandson in front of Yang Chenglie.
Then, facing the angry Yang Chenglie and his wife who came to kill them, Yang Junshan obediently offered them spiritual treasures.
Yang Chenglie and his wife immediately smiled happily, as if they were kind and filial to their ancestors.
And Yang Hongyuan also felt a little sorry for the two of them, so he gave the spiritual object with a wave of his hand, making the two of them even more lamented that this time was not in vain.
No wonder his father always suffered miserably in front of his ancestors, indeed. . . . It makes sense. This time he and his wife have the resources to break through the Huagai Realm. There is no need to worry.
Now that everyone is here, Yang Hongyuan is not stingy. He simply holds another banquet on the balcony of Yuling Peak and secretly calls over Yang Huairen and Wang Qingling, the two third-generation ancestors.
Yang Hongxuan, Yan Hongfeng, Yang Shengqi and others, together with Yujing Jiuyao, Yang Huairen's Cheng, Tian, Jun, Qin and many other juniors, as well as Yang Hongyang and others who are still in the Hong generation, are preparing to hold a grand family event. feast.
With the resources collected from the Confucian Astral Longboat, Yang Hongyuan did not use the family treasury, but directly used his own private treasury.
Taking out a lot of precious spiritual objects can be regarded as a blessing to many descendants as an ancestor.
"I wish my ancestors to be as long as the moon, as high as the sun, as long as the Nanshan Mountains, and as long as the floods of the East China Sea!"
Led by Yang Hongyuan and Ziyuan, the seven generations of Hong, Sheng, Xing, Cheng, Tian, Jun and Qin gathered together and raised their glasses to celebrate the longevity of Yang Huairen and Wang Qingling.
Yang Huairen and the two looked at the four to five hundred children and grandchildren, and couldn't help themselves with joy. For a moment, they couldn't help but think of their fathers and ancestors.
Think about how my father forced Xing'er to drink soup every day in order to have more grandchildren.
Now, in the blink of an eye, my own lineage has prospered so much, and that's not all.
"As descendants of the Yang family, we and our descendants already have more resources than your peers.
In this age of great struggle, if you don't advance, you will retreat. There are also great opportunities in the great tribulations. Whether you become an immortal or become an inactive person depends on your fate! "
As he spoke in a whisper, Yang Hongyuan and others had already dispersed.
The Rise of the Yang Family: Gnawing Sun Chengxian
