In the evening, after entertaining several true monks from various Yuzhou sects, Yang Junping still looked tired when he returned home.
Even though he seemed to have great success these past few days, the internal battles with the various factions and their different schemings made him more tired than he was in seclusion for half a month.
Peng Shitong saw a jade slip in his hand and asked with a smile: "Let me guess, this should be the list of forty-one elite candidate disciples who have entered the second round, right?"
Yang Junping smiled and handed the jade slip in his hand to her.
Peng Shitong scanned the jade slip with his spiritual sense and said with a smile: "It's not bad. Nine of the twenty-eight elite seeds have broken through the first round this time. It's much better than three years ago. It can be seen that the family has supported the place in the past three years." The growth of a monk is quite effective."
"Don't just look at the surname and place of origin. Those things can be deceiving. There may not be any of the nine local elite seeds with foreign surnames related to the Yang family."
Yang Junping drank half a bowl of hot tea in one breath. Peng Shitong repeatedly asked him to pay attention to his self-cultivation. After all, he was the future head of the famous Yang family and should not be so rude in every move. However, Yang Junping never put these things aside. In the heart.
Peng Shitong smiled and said: "I have heard about the roll call at the school today. It is said that they slapped several family elders in the face. Why, is it possible that some of these nine people have slipped through the net?"
"snort!"
Yang Junping sneered disdainfully, and then said: "That's not true. These nine people came up based on their strength. But, for example, this Wu Chunxi, although he was born in an ordinary village in Huangsha Town, but Therefore, this boy has some talent and knows how to work hard, but somehow he has caught the eye of Uncle Seven. He has received a lot of training in the past few years. It is said that Uncle Seven has taken this boy to see Old Thirteen several times, which is very impressive. Got some pointers.”
"It turns out he is Uncle Seventh's disciple, no wonder!"
Yang Junping casually named two more names and said: "For example, these two have also received the attention and deliberate training of the Yang monks stationed in the local area. Among these nine monks with other surnames, they actually cultivated entirely on their own. There were only six who made it to the second round.”
Peng Shitong smiled and said: "That's not bad, at least it won't be like the previous two times. After the first round, the Yang monks were almost wrapped up."
Yang Junping threw the jade slip aside and asked, "By the way, has the alchemy room discovered any good candidates with alchemy talent these days?"
Peng Shitong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you think alchemists are that easy to train? I looked at several masters from Dading Hall and Du Zhenren from Flowing Fire Valley, and in the end, I only recruited two who may have the potential to become alchemists in the future. It’s hard to say how high the apprentice is.”
Yang Junping smacked his lips and said, "There are only two alchemists, so that's enough. By the way, why are Xi'er and Yao'er missing?"
Peng Shitong smiled bitterly and said: "These two children have been mysterious these two days, and they don't know what they are doing."
Yang Junping snorted coldly and said: "After this elite competition is completed, let's see how I deal with them two."
After that, Yang Junping poured the remaining spirit tea into his mouth in one breath, stood up and walked out.
Upon seeing this, Peng Shitong quickly caught up and asked, "It's time to eat, why are you going?"
Yang Junping didn't even look back and said: "Go to the back mountain to see how many people are working hard. By the way, I can learn from my elder brother. I can pretend to be a senior expert by giving some random remarks, and then look at their ecstatic expressions.
It’s also a good way to experience my sense of accomplishment when I advance to the real world! "
Peng Shitong looked at his back dumbfounded and said, "You are really..."
. . . . . .
Yang Qinhu hurried home happily. Before anyone could enter the door, the voice was heard: "Mom, I've passed the first round. I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"
However, the usual scene where his mother would come out to greet him when he shouted did not happen. There was no sound in the yard. This situation usually only happened after his father came home from outside.
Yang Qinhu, who was originally arrogant, suddenly became cautious, glanced around the yard with a sly look, and then tiptoed away.
"where did you go?"
A voice suddenly sounded in his ears, which made him jump. However, Yang Qinhu reacted immediately, breathed a sigh of relief, and said carelessly: "Hey, it's you, the eldest brother. You scared me to death. I thought dad was back! But brother, your cultivation has become more and more powerful, and you are now at the peak of the evil spirit realm. I think you will soon be another core disciple of the family after Brother Lang."
Yang Qincong's face darkened when he heard this. He had advanced to the Evil Qi Realm for several years, but Yang Qinlang, who had just advanced to the Evil Qi Realm not long ago, had preceded him to become a core disciple of the family. This made him somewhat uncomfortable, but no Comfortable or uncomfortable, it was an indisputable fact that Yang Qinlang was stronger than him. His brother obviously wanted to flatter him, but he didn't know that a guy almost poked his lungs.
Yang Qinchong said in a deep voice: "Dad is not back, but grandpa is."
Yang Qinhu, who was about to show off to his eldest brother that he had passed the first round, was frightened when he heard this and couldn't speak fluently: "What, what? Grandpa is back? Isn't his old man in Wilderness Town?"
Yang Qinchong was too lazy to answer and said directly: "Grandpa wants to see you, come with me."
Yang Qinhu followed her elder brother and moved into the main room, looking like a mouse about to meet a cat.
Yang Tiezhu's face looked very serious, which made Yang Qinhu's heart beat even more.
Seeing him come in, Yang Tiezhu waved his hand and said: "Xiao Er, please tell grandpa the process of today's roll call in the school field."
Yang Qinhu saw that although his grandfather's face was not very good-looking, he seemed to have no intention of punishing him. He immediately calmed down and told Yang Tiezhu everything that happened on the school grounds in detail.
Yang Tiezhu's face showed no emotion or anger, but his mind was not on listening to his grandson's retelling of the roll-call process at school. In fact, he had already been reported on these things before returning to Xishan Village, which was why he hurried back. reason.