Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 2 Adversity Start
"It seems that the Yang family is not harmonious. It is inevitable that the big family fights openly and secretly. I have just crossed over and encountered such a mess."

Yang Xuan cursed inwardly, and the crowd walked out, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Hong Lie, what orders do you have?"

Yang Honglie ignored him, but glanced at the crowd and said: "Our Daxuan respects martial arts, but practicing martial arts is not an easy task. It takes hard work, hard work, starvation of the body, and depletion of the body. A great achievement."

Speaking of this, his gaze stayed on Yang Xuanzhen, and a pair of triangular eyes flashed coldly.

"Nephew Xuanzhen, I see that you have exquisite bones. You are a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years. It is said that if you can't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon. You need to go through all kinds of honing to truly transform."

"How about it, from now on, you will be responsible for cleaning the training ground, once in the morning and once in the evening, so for three consecutive years, you may not be able to join the Supreme Unity Sect in the future."

I beg you... your size!
Traveling through the world of eternal life, who would be so stupid to worship the sect of Taiyi without taking a shortcut?
While Yang Xuan was sincerely slandering, he looked around.

This training ground is at least three hundred feet wide, and 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 it was impossible to complete it.

Yang Xuanzhen suspected that this person's act of demonstrating martial arts just now was intentional, and the purpose was to torture him logically.

It is also beautifully called grinding, but the intention is not to say that it is not vicious.

But this person is extremely strong, at least he is an expert at the eighth level of the physical state, and he only has the second level of the physical state.

There is a huge difference between the two, and there is no resistance at all.

For a moment, Yang Xuanzhen fell into a dilemma.

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

"Or, your wings are already hardened, and you don't pay attention to the elders of your family at all?"

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

Not only that, there were several Yang family disciples around, as if they had rehearsed, and at this moment they echoed one after another.

"Yang Xuanzhen, do you still have a bit of courtesy, righteousness and shame? Uncle Honglie has taken such a fancy to you, and his intentions are so hard. You don't have to accept orders to thank you."

"Hmph, I don't know what is good or bad, but you know how to disobey your elders. According to the clan rules, you should be sent to a mine outside the city as a slave to dig iron ore for three years."

"That's right, such unfaithful and unfilial people should be expelled from the Yang family to make a warning to others."

A questioning voice pierced the lungs.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen's face was cloudy and uncertain, and many complicated emotions were intertwined in his heart, but he regained his calm, and sighed:

"You guys are right. Uncle Honglie, you cultivated Xuanzhen in this way, but Xuanzhen misunderstood you deeply. It is really wrong. Please also have a lot of adults, don't blame me."

While speaking, he cupped his fists and saluted Yang Honglie.

"Ruzi can be taught."

Seeing this, Yang Honglie showed approval in his eyes, and immediately changed the subject: "Just now you were born with a rebellious heart, although you woke up in time, but the clan rules are strict, you will be rewarded for your merits, and you will be punished for your mistakes. No one will be allowed to be arrogant."

"As a punishment, all the salary that the family gave you will be deducted for a period of three years. After three years, it will be decided based on your performance. Do you have any objections?"

The Yang family has a rule that members of the clan who practice martial arts can go to the warehouse every month to receive two human-level low-grade pills, Qi and Blood Pills, to assist in their cultivation.

This kind of elixir is very precious, even for direct descendants of the Yang family, apart from monthly salary, it is not so easy to obtain it.

But now, Yang Honglie actually drew his salary from the bottom of the pot and wanted to deduct all of it, completely ruining Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation path.

Such a vicious heart made some of the clansmen who watched the excitement feel chilled.

"Xuanzhen has no objection."

Yang Xuanzhen lowered his eyebrows and bowed 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.

Situations are stronger than people,
What if I can't bear it?

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

Immediately, he led a group of Yang family disciples to the other side to continue teaching martial arts.

Soon, Yang Xuanzhen came to a miscellaneous room, quickly took out the shovel and dustpan, and began to clean the training ground.

He had just traveled here, and he was really caught off guard when faced with such a dilemma.

Seventh Uncle, who has been protecting the original body, also led the caravan out a few days ago and did not return, and he does not know when he will return.

As for Yang Xiong, the Patriarch of the Yang family, he just turned a blind eye to Yang Honglie's oppressive actions, and his attitude was unclear.

Even the way of escaping from the Yang family may be extremely difficult. Yang Honglie has many eyes and ears, and he will immediately notice the slightest sign of trouble.

How to do?
Just when Yang Xuanzhen was thinking hard about a solution to break the situation, suddenly, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a faint sound came out, like metal trembling.

"Goldfinger is in the account?"

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 on.

as predicted.

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

This phantom looks like a small person, about three feet tall, sitting cross-legged, with radiant lights all over his body, looking solemn.

As for his face, because it has not yet been fully formed, it is not known for the time being, only a pair of eyes are shining brightly, seeming to be able to see everything, as if overlooking all living beings.

Yang Xuanzhen didn't immediately find out what this villain was, but suppressed his shock and pretended to be cleaning carefully.

There are many people in this place, and Yang Honglie is watching, if there is any mistake, it will definitely cause trouble.

It's not too late to study when you return to your residence later.

The great sun hangs in the air like a furnace, scorching the earth.

Yang Xuanzhen was busy with sweat.

Finally, at the climax of the sun, the training ground was completely cleaned up.

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

"call…"

Yang Xuanzhen put away the cleaning tools, feeling sore all over his body, as if he was going to fall apart.

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

Only the few clansmen who spoke rudely to him sat in the gazebo, pointing in this direction, and burst into laughter from time to time.

Yang Xuanzhen kept the faces of these people in mind, then dragged his tired body away from the practice field, and headed back to the residence.

The Yang family is one of the top families in Yanbei City. The mansion covers an extremely vast area, covering hundreds of acres. There are many rockery in the house, like a maze.

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

This is where the original body lived.

Since his father's death, he has never been valued by the family again.

Each monthly bill is not much money, just enough to maintain food and clothing.

The only good thing is that Uncle Qi often helps and maintains him, so he can hardly worry about food and clothing.

Squeak.

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

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

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

Then, consciousness sank into the mind.

(End of this chapter)