Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 162: Demonstration of strength, glory of family

The Yan family is waiting in Spring Pavilion.

The focus battle between Yan Qingxuan and Yan Qingfeng naturally attracted the attention of many high-level officials from the three parties.

Especially Yan Xinkang, a golden elixir monk of the Yan family.

At this moment, after looking at Yan Qingxuan's figure like a swimming dragon, even the pillar of the family couldn't help but admire: "Qingxuan's fighting skills are natural, as if he was born with them, and he grasps all kinds of opportunities just right. , it’s really hard to imagine that this is a junior who is just 17 years old.”

"Compared with his sophistication, Aomine seems a little immature."

"In other words, except for Yan Qingxuan, other new members of the clan cannot achieve this level."

Gradually, looking at the overall situation, Yan Xinkang also realized that his family members lacked training.

Nowadays, the family's only external enemy is the huge Qingshui Sect.

But because the other party is powerful, it is impossible for the Yan family to compete with them. Even for a long time in the future, this situation will not show signs of improvement. The Yan family can only develop on its own.

Under such circumstances, although the fighting spirit of the clan members was high, they ultimately lacked the direction and motivation to move forward.

No matter how hard he tried, he was still no match for the Qingshui Sect in the end. His momentum would only increase in one go, then weaken again, and then be exhausted.

Coupled with the Yan family's transcendent status in Shaonan County, the Yan family rarely encountered hardships.

Over time, the fighting quality of the new generation of the Yan family has declined as a result. They only have high-level techniques but do not know how to use them.

Just like Yan Qingfeng in front of him.

Forgot to develop one's own Taoism.

The Yan family was not like this before.

At that time, the Yan family was poor and had few martial arts and spiritual objects. Therefore, they were extremely rare in any Taoist skills they mastered and desperately wanted to expand them in order to improve their strength.

But fortunately, it is not too late to discover now, and these shortcomings caused by the growth of the family can be corrected in time.

Yan Xinkang's family policies have emerged in his mind to spur the clan members.

At the same time, his eyesight was amazing, and he could also see the fighting situation between Yan Qingxuan and Yan Qingfeng.

The former is out of trouble and has the upper hand.

He can even lead Yan Qingfeng to help the opponent improve the use of Taoism, Qi, etc. in battle.

Yan Xinkang took out the video bead and recorded the competition so that future generations of tribesmen could watch it.

Sometimes, the teachings of these high-level monks may not be as effective as the personal examples of lower-level monks.

"Good boy, if you want to fight someone from the Hai family, you'll hit me hard, but if you're a member of the Yan family, you'll be soft and rainy. Just be patient, right? The three families have agreed to form an alliance, so you can't give me any advice on the descendants of the Hai family."

Hai Chongyang's strength was still slightly higher than that of Yan Xinkang. He also saw Yan Qingxuan's intention of teaching fighting skills, so he said "sullenly".

There was a strong sense of envy in his tone.

The elder of the Kunlun Sect sitting next to him also had the same expression.

The new generation of the Yan family is developing in a good direction because of one person.

And these Jindan monks are not only paying attention to the various skills performed by Yan Qingxuan, they are also paying attention to his swordsmanship itself.

They discovered that no matter how gorgeous the sword moves Yan Qingxuan used so far, they were actually just four swords.

It means that Yan Qingxuan defeated all his opponents with only four moves.

This made Hai Chongyang and others unable to believe it.

And when they feel it with all their hearts, they can perceive the different artistic conceptions on Yan Qingxuan's sword from a few miles apart.

"These four sword techniques have different artistic conceptions. It seems that they come from different sword techniques, and they are all the most superb forms of sword techniques." A monk who has some knowledge of sword techniques said this.

"Especially this autumn sword, its power is extraordinarily exaggerated. If nothing else, its lethality is almost equivalent to Xuan-level Taoism. I don't know how he practiced it."

"This must be a genius."

Several high-level officials were discussing.But Yan Xianwang, who knew the whole story, could not stop smiling. He could only say that Yan Qingxuan's talent was even more exaggerated than others imagined.

Of course, at this moment, he could only hold back and say nothing. After all, this was the genius of the Yan family and it should be kept secret.

Yan Xianwang secretly sent a message to Yan Xinkang.

The latter was shocked.

On the other side, the periphery of the competition platform.

As the family competition enters the final stage and the number of competitions is reduced, everyone can finally watch the competition between these geniuses.

Among them, Yan Qingxuan is survived by his family in this life.

Yan Ruidong and his wife, as well as his sister Yan Qingjin, are all here.

At this time, their expressions were extremely excited.

Limited by their eyesight, in fact, they did not see how powerful Yan Qingxuan was.

But being able to beat Yan Qingfeng, who is nominally the strongest of the Yan family's descendants, means that Yan Qingxuan has taken over the No. 1 position.

"I didn't expect that our son has grown to this point, Brother Dong." Mother Yan said happily.

There were tears in her eyes.

Next to him, Yan Ruidong straightened his back and looked calm, proud of his child.

Because of his poor talent, he was unable to serve his family, and Yan Ruidong was filled with guilt for his family.

But now things have changed, and his son has outstanding qualifications and can contribute to the family on his behalf.

For every Yan family member, it is a great honor to be able to provide help to the family.

As Yan Qingxuan's talent and strength became more and more exaggerated, his father and mother were also praised by other tribesmen.

"Rui Dong, I didn't expect you to have such a talent for raising children."

"Bago, my son has just turned twelve, so I'll give it to you too. You can help take care of him for a few days. What do you think?"

"Look at Qingxuan, look at you, you know how to play every day, I almost made you angry to death!"

There were constant voices around, and Yan Ruidong felt honored and happy.

Watching the Yan family's competition were not only members of the Yan family, but also members of the Hai family and the Kunlun sect.

Hai Yumo, Zhang Zhong, Yan Qingxiu and others who are not competing now are among this group, and their expressions are a little solemn.

Now, after witnessing Yan Qingxuan's battle with their own eyes, they finally realized how powerful the opponent was.

Not to mention the weird movements, just those few powerful sword moves made them feel endless pressure.

Yan Qingxiu unconsciously remembered the words of his clan sister Yan Qinghan and became more serious.

These monks of the same level have already placed Yan Qingxuan in an equal position.

But Haiyumo's beautiful eyes were twitching, and for the first time she had doubts about whether she could win.

The domineering appearance of the sword makes it look very troublesome no matter how you look at it.

Then, the girl's eyes were fixed again, and she frowned in relief.

She will not lose.

She also wanted to prove it for the Hai family.

Moreover, she also has an invisible and incorporeal soul attack. In competitions of the same level, the soul attack can often achieve unexpected results.

Yan Qingxuan may be a strong swordsman, but his soul is fragile.

In this world, even a perfect person?
(End of this chapter)