"It seems that the Yang family is not a harmonious family. It is inevitable that the big family will fight openly and secretly. I have just crossed over and encountered this kind of trouble."

Yang Xuanzhen cursed secretly in his heart, and the crowd walked out, cupping his hands and saying, "Uncle Honglie, do you have any instructions?"

Yang Honglie ignored him, but glanced at the crowd and said: "We in Daxuan respect martial arts, but practicing martial arts is not easy. It requires hard work of one's mind, strain one's muscles and bones, starve one's body and skin, and deplete one's body."

Great achievement."

Having said this, his eyes stopped on Yang Xuanzhen, and a pair of triangular eyes flashed coldly.

"Nephew Xuanzhen, I see that you have an exquisite frame and are a peerless genius that is rare for a hundred years. It is said that jade cannot be made into a weapon if it is not polished. You need to go through all kinds of hardships before you can truly transform."

"Well, from now on, you will be responsible for cleaning the practice ground, once in the morning and once in the evening. If you do this for three consecutive years, you may not be able to become a disciple of Taiyi Sect in the future."

I worship you... for your size!

Traveling through the world of eternal life, who would be so stupid as to not take a shortcut and worship the Taiyi Sect?

Yang Xuanzhen looked around while cursing in his heart.

This training ground is at least three hundred feet wide. As far as the eye can see, gravel, rotten wood, and fallen leaves are scattered everywhere.

It would take only a few hours to clean up this area alone, and there is no way to complete it.

Yang Xuanzhen suspected that the man's display of martial arts just now was intentional, and the purpose was to torture him naturally.

It is also beautiful to say that its name is sharpening, and its intentions are not evil.

But this person is extremely powerful, at least a master at the eighth level of the physical realm, while he only has the second level of cultivation in the physical realm.

There is such a huge difference between the two that it is impossible to resist.

For a time, Yang Xuanzhen was in a dilemma.

"Nephew Xuanzhen, I am doing this for your own good. Could it be that you don't want to? I hope you won't let me down for all my hard work."

"Or are you saying that you have already hardened your wings and don't take your family elders seriously at all?"

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhen was silent for a long time, Yang Honglie flicked his nails, as if if he dared to refuse, he would teach him a lesson on the spot.

Not only that, there were several Yang family disciples around him who all agreed at this moment, as if they had rehearsed it.

"Yang Xuanzhen, do you still have any sense of propriety, justice and shame? Uncle Honglie likes you so much, and his intentions are so good. Why don't you accept the order and thank me?"

"Hmph, I don't know what's good or bad. Do you know that if you disobey your elders, according to the clan rules, you will be sent to the mines outside the city as slaves to dig iron ore for three years."

"Yes, these unfaithful and unfilial people should be expelled from the Yang family as a warning to others."

Every questioning voice pokes directly into the lungs.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen's face was uncertain, and many complex emotions were intertwined in his heart. Instead, he regained his composure and sighed:

"What you clan members have said makes sense. Uncle Honglie, you cultivated Xuanzhen in this way, but Xuanzhen misunderstood you deeply, which is really wrong. Please forgive me, sir, and don't blame me."

As he spoke, he clasped his fists and saluted Yang Honglie.

"Children can be taught."

Seeing this, Yang Honglie's eyes showed approval, and he immediately changed the topic: "You just developed a disobedient heart. Although you woke up in time, the clan rules are strict, merit should be rewarded, and mistakes must be punished. No one is allowed to be arrogant."

"As a punishment, all the salary paid to you by the family will be deducted for a period of three years. After three years, the decision will be based on your performance. Do you have any objection?"

The Yang family has a rule that clan members who practice martial arts can go to the warehouse every month to receive two low-grade human-level elixirs, Qi and Blood Pills, as an aid to their practice.

This kind of elixir is very precious. Even if it is a direct descendant of the Yang family, it is not easy to obtain it except for the monthly salary.

But now, Yang Honglie has taken the bottom of the fire and wants to deduct all of it, completely ruining Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation path.

Such a vicious heart made some tribesmen who were watching the excitement feel chilled by him.

"Xuanzhen has no objections."

Yang Xuanzhen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, not letting anyone notice the chill in his eyes.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the miscellaneous room in the distance.

The situation is stronger than the people,

What can I do if I can’t bear it?

Yang Honglie looked at his back for a while before a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Immediately, he led a group of Yang family disciples to the other side and continued to teach martial arts.

Soon, Yang Xuanzhen came to a miscellaneous room, quickly took out the shovel and dustpan, and began to clean the martial arts field.

He had just traveled through time and was caught off guard when faced with such a dilemma.

Uncle Qi, who has been protecting the original body, also led the caravan out a few days ago and has not returned. I don’t know when he will return.

As for Yang Xiong, the head of the Yang family, he just turned a blind eye and had an unclear attitude towards Yang Honglie's bullying of him.

Even escaping from the Yang family is probably extremely difficult. Yang Honglie has many eyes and ears, and any slightest sign of trouble will be noticed immediately.

What to do?

Just when Yang Xuanzhen was thinking hard about how to break the situation, suddenly, the center of his eyebrows beat lightly, and a faint sound came out, like metal trembling.

"Has Goldfinger arrived?"

Yang Xuanzhen's heart was beating wildly.

As a street writer who has been in the industry for several months, he naturally knows what this means.

This is a sign that the golden finger is turned on.

As expected.

The next moment, in the depths of his mind, a translucent shadow appeared, solidifying at an extremely slow speed.

This phantom looks like a small person, about three feet tall, sitting cross-legged with legs crossed, and his whole body is filled with radiance, making him look majestic.

As for his face, it is not known yet because it has not yet been completely formed. Only a pair of shining eyes seem to be able to see through all things, as if he is overlooking all living beings.

Yang Xuanzhen did not immediately explore what this villain was, but suppressed his shock and pretended to be cleaning seriously.

There are many people here, and Yang Honglie is watching eagerly. If anything goes wrong, it will definitely cause trouble.

It’s not too late to study it again when we return to our residence later.

The sun is like a furnace hanging in the sky, burning the earth.

Yang Xuanzhen was busy with sweat.

Finally, when the sun was at its peak, the martial arts training grounds were all cleaned up.

But Yang Honglie never paid attention to him again and seemed to have forgotten him.

"Huh..."

Yang Xuanzhen put away the cleaning tools and felt sore all over, as if he was falling apart.

The Yang family disciples who were practicing martial arts in the distance had already had lunch and went to take their own lunch breaks.

Only those tribesmen who had spoken rudely to him were sitting in the pavilion, pointing in this direction, and letting out bursts of laughter from time to time.

Yang Xuanzhen kept the appearance of these people in mind, dragged his tired body out of the practice ground, and returned to his residence.

The Yang family is one of the top families in Yanbeicheng. The mansion occupies an extremely vast area, covering hundreds of acres. The house has many rockeries, like a maze.

Yang Xuanzhen walked through many courtyards and finally came to a remote courtyard.

This is where the original person lived.

Since his father's death, he has never received any attention from the family.

The monthly payment is not much, just enough to maintain food and clothing.

The only good thing is that Uncle Qi often helps and protects him, so he can barely have enough food and clothing.

Squeak.

Pushing open the door, Yang Xuanzhen stepped into the room.

The furnishings in the room are simple and plain, giving off a bleak atmosphere.

He didn't pay attention to these things, but quickly closed all the doors and windows and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Chapter completed!