Strictly speaking, this elite competition was not the first large-scale selection of the Yang family in the sphere of influence it controlled, in fact, the Yang family had made two similar attempts in the previous years.
The first time, because the Yang family organized such a large-scale event for the first time, there were many mistakes due to lack of experience, coupled with the turbulent situation at that time, the Yang family's prestige was insufficient, and there were still many people in the sphere of influence who had doubts.
During the second time, the Yang clan's sphere of influence was expanding day by day, and its control over the local area became more and more powerful, and the recognition of the Yang family by the local towns and villages increased.
Moreover, in the first round of selection, in order to avoid the joke of the first big competition, the ostensibly fair lottery selection actually deliberately let four foreign children draw together, so as to ensure that at least two foreign children will enter the second round of challenge.
However, it was a pity that there were a total of sixty-four foreign children and Yang family monks at that time, although four foreign children broke through after the first round, but only one was left behind the top sixteen in the second round, and the eight monks who finally obtained the elite disciple qualification were still only the children of the Yang family.
This certainly shows that after these years of careful training, the cultivation strength of the Yang family's children has undoubtedly surpassed that of the foreign children, but it also somewhat discouraged the local township monks controlled by the Yang family, thinking that this was just a show thrown by the Yang family to buy people's hearts, but in fact, the benefits were all the Yang family's means.
It is precisely because of this that in order to successfully hold the third elite competition and dispel the concerns of the local township monks in Mengyu and Hu Yao counties, the Yang family had to throw out heavy rewards to reward those townships and villages that could cultivate outstanding children in the elite competition.
This trick really worked, the Yang family has been forging ahead and thriving over the years, and its position in the Yuzhou cultivation world is becoming more and more stable, not to mention anything else, this time alone this time the Twelve True Demon Peak victory, the carts of cultivation materials were transported back to the wasteland town from the side road specially opened in Quwu Mountain, it is said that it took three days and three nights before and after, not to mention that the really precious good things have probably already been brought back by the Yang family's real people with storage magic weapons, and those heavy rewards are really nothing to the Yang family today.
Therefore, driven by various interests, local villages all elected their outstanding children to participate in the township competition, and then the local town guards and city guards recommended these best people to the Yang family in the wasteland town.
Originally with his real-life cultivation, even if he didn't sleep for dozens of days, it was nothing, but dealing with these family affairs made his spirit feel extremely tired.
Peng Shitong saw him sitting there dying and didn't want to move, his expression was full of exhaustion, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, so he made a pot of hot tea with his own hands and brought it up.
Yang Junping took a cup of hot tea handed over by his wife and said with a smile: "Where are the children, how can I not see the two of them?"
Peng Shitong smiled and said: "The two of them, these days, the gods have been mysterious, and they disappeared early every morning, it is said that it is because the family has recently come to see many real monks from various sects, and the two of them often pretend to be boy maids to see those real monks of various sects."
Yang Junping was slightly dissatisfied, to: "These two little ghosts, they have just opened up their dantian, why don't they practice steady cultivation at home, what are they doing running around, what is there to see about real monks, isn't my father? His uncle has also seen the dignified Tiangang monk."
Speaking of this, Yang Junping turned his gun around: "You are a mother too, I have been so busy these days, but I have neglected to discipline them, but you are too indulgent to them, I think back then, when my eldest brother and I were as old as them, we could be on our own at home, and the eldest brother even practiced more than one of their spiritual magic powers, their qualifications are not worse than ours, and the cultivation conditions are even more different, how could this cultivation fall behind us?"
Yang Junping's anger came for no reason, but Peng Shitong understood his personality and comforted him: "The situation is different, you can't compare Xi'er and Yao'er with the eldest brother, and besides, the two of them have just opened up their dantian, let them relax for a few days, and by the way, it's good to meet these high-level monks."
Yang Junping also knew that his anger was a little unprovoked, mostly because of the myriad family affairs in the past few days, which made him feel depressed, but the man's face still made him snort and said: "In short, don't let them relax too much, the elite competition is about to start in the next few days, let them also go and see it, understand their own gap, and tell them that in the elite competition in three years, if the two of them can't become the elite children of the family, then get me out of Xishan Village and go to the county seat to see the shop as a shopkeeper."
After sending a few harsh words, Yang Junping calmed down, thinking of the gift boxes stacked in the living room he saw when he just entered the house, and asked: "Someone is giving gifts to the door again?"
Peng Shitong said "hmm" and said with a smile: "There are quite a few, they are all related to each other, according to your instructions, the accounts of each family are recorded."
Yang Junping nodded and said, "Hurry up and send all the children to the family's treasury and hand them over to Uncle Liu for registration and storage, even if they are donations from these people to the family."
Peng Shitong covered his mouth and laughed, Yang Junping looked at her and asked puzzledly: "It's not the first time I've done this, why are you laughing?"
Peng Shitong smiled and said: "Do you know how the people outside now evaluate the three families of your father and son?"
Yang Junping was interested now and asked: "What do you say?"
Peng Shitong said: "The clansmen said to go through the back door and ask the patriarch father and son to do things, the father is not courteous and reprimands the appropriate, and the eldest brother is there to accept the etiquette and not to return the gift,......"
Before Peng Shitong finished speaking, Yang Junping had already laughed "haha".
Peng Shitong saw that Yang Junping's mood improved, and then asked as if he was unintentional: "I heard that Brother Baozhang's injury was actually healed a few years ago, and there has been no movement all these years, but because of the failure of the last advancement, I lost confidence, and I was afraid of death and didn't dare to try again?"
Yang Junping restrained his smile when he heard this, glanced at her, and said, "Is there any other rumor in the family that has come to you?"
Peng Shitong naturally wouldn't hide it from him, and said calmly: "Several old people from the family came to the door to talk about the matter to see if they could relax the selection of core disciples by one or two places, after all, even if it is a core disciple, because of the different cultivation levels, the cultivation resources provided by the family are also divided into levels, and the family resources enjoyed by a monk in the Great Perfection Realm every month are enough for three or four core disciples of the evil energy realm."
Yang Junping sneered: "Hey, is this a temptation? When my father and eldest brother were in charge of family affairs, no one dared to let go of such rumors, and those so-called old people in the family were just some people who took them out as gunmen."
Peng Shitong nodded and said: "It seems that you already have a bottom in your heart."
"It's not just about cultivating resources!"
Yang Junping glanced at her and sighed: "This may be the disadvantage of the family compared with the sect, because of the maintenance of the bloodline, the family is more united than the sect, but it will also become more exclusive!"
Yang Junping paused, and then said: "Why did my father and eldest brother promote the joining of the elite competition of 28 monks with foreign surnames in the twelve towns and two cities? In order to break this narrow bloodline, not only to win the hearts of people in the sphere of influence with an inclusive attitude, but also to let the children of the Yang family never indulge in the glory of famous families, and always attract real talents with a broad vision and attitude."
"But the rise of the Yang family has only been a few years old, and some people can't wait to jump out and want to be exclusive, and at this juncture of the elite competition, isn't this going to slap our father and son in the face!"
"Xenophobia?" Peng Shitong was a little puzzled.
Yang Junping nodded and said: "Su Baozhang's surname is Su, not Yang, unless he can become the son-in-law of the Yang family."
Peng Shitong's face changed slightly, and he said: "You mean ......"
"Brother Baozhang has actually been with his wife all these years......"
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Han Xiusheng was now a late-stage cultivator of the fourth level of the Martial Realm, but he also knew that his cultivation was almost at its peak here in this life, and he was able to advance to the fourth level because of the secret help of his sister and brother-in-law, otherwise with his qualifications, there was no possibility of impacting the Qing Qi Realm at all.
With the help of his status as the shopkeeper of the Yang family caravan over the years and the identity of the Yang family's head and brother, he reluctantly carried the cultivation of his two sons to the martial arts realm and gave up.
Fortunately, as a late-stage cultivator of the Martial Realm, Han Xiusheng's longevity was two hundred years, and now even though he was nearly a hundred years old, he still looked energetic, so he put his hope of success in cultivation on his grandchildren.
Han Qianfeng's qualifications are not bad, but unfortunately his temperament is not very good, and he always wants to take shortcuts, Han Xiusheng has put a lot of effort into this grandson, and he does not hesitate to use his identity to pick a lot of natural materials and earth treasures from the big tree of the Yang family for this grandson to use.
Such a cultivation is not bad, there are magical powers and so on, and there is even a middle-grade magic weapon prepared by Han Xiusheng long before he advanced to the martial arts realm, but the foundation is not very solid, and the strength is barely ranked in the middle of the ranking among Yang's children of the same age.
Not only did he successfully transfer Han Qianfeng's identity from the Yang family to the elite seeds of Wilderness Town through the operation of the connections he had made over the years, but he even saw an opportunity from the lottery to take care of the elite seeds of foreign surnames in the last elite competition.
The draw for the elite competition had begun, and the lottery for the upcoming battle was placed on the high platform, and in full view of everyone, they were drawn on the spot and announced loudly, and from time to time, the drawn monks responded loudly.
"At least you have to make it through the first round, if you can get through the second round, it will be even better, at least grandpa and I don't want to be skinny, and I have the confidence when I go to beg your aunt or Uncle Junshan!"
Han Xiusheng said in a low voice to Han Qianfeng, who was about to play the lottery.
Han Qianfeng already knew that his grandfather had paved the way for him in advance, and his heart was already full of confidence, and Han Xiusheng's instructions sounded more like nagging, and he said absentmindedly: "I know, I know, don't worry, I will definitely pass this round!"
Han Qianfeng spoke in a loud voice, and there were many Yang children around him who were familiar with him, and when they heard this, they all shouted a hint of contempt and ridicule.
Unexpectedly, these eyes made Han Qianfeng more and more triumphant: "A group of turtles, don't look at many of you surnamed Yang, but my grandfather's eldest sister is the patriarch of the Yang family, Yang Tiangang Zhenren, the famous Junshan real person, I call him Uncle, and now I call Junping Zhenren, who is actually in charge of the Yang family, I call him Second Uncle, what if your cultivation is higher than me, what if your surname is Yang, this elite competition is not going to fall behind me."
Han Qianfeng was fantasizing about the Yang family's children who were stronger than himself in the past, one by one ranking behind him in the competition, and then got the personal guidance of his uncle, Junshan Zhenren and others......
Han Qianfeng, who was immersed in lust, suddenly felt that the surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, Han Qianfeng came back to his senses, but saw the eyes of the people around him looking at himself.
When Han Qianfeng looked up at the high platform, he saw the Yang monk who had a deep "friendship" with his grandfather looking at the jade stick in his hand with a gloomy face.
"Oh, did you draw me, hehe, let me see which unlucky guy is worse than me, looking at the surprise and eccentricity of the group of bastards around me, I'm afraid they are envious of Ben Shao's good luck in their hearts, it's still their grandfather who is powerful......"
Han Qianfeng, who was full of excitement, turned his head to look at his grandfather, but saw that Han Xiusheng's expression was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.
"This, what's wrong, grandpa's face is a little wrong......"
Han Qianfeng finally felt that something was wrong, he didn't care about the eyes of everyone around him looking at him, and suddenly looked towards the high platform.
"Who is the other person who was called out by the lottery just now?"
A young monk dressed in black and about the same age as him walked up to the high platform with a calm expression, took the jade stick in the somewhat stiff hand of the Yang monk in charge of the lottery, and then glanced at Han Qianfeng, who was stunned until he was trembling a little under the high platform.
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