Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

A young man and two girls knelt on the ground. Following the call of the Yang family's priest, they formally kowtowed and prayed to their ancestors.    

On both sides of the ancestral hall, Yang Dingshan was the leader, and the most powerful group of people from the Yang family stood there. There were old and young people among these people. The old man was already in his 70s, while the young man was only 20 years old.    

This naturally had to be attributed to the difference in their realms. The strongest person in the Yang family was Yang Dingshan, and he was now at the Profound Gate. His cultivation realm was at the Late Period of Second Stage, and he was only a step away. He would be able to step into the Third Stage and become a Minor Grandmaster in one go.    

As for the twenty year old young man, his name was Yang Xiao, and he was one of the outstanding disciples of the Yang family's younger generation. At the same time, he was also Yang Dingshan's son.    

When Yang Xiao was eighteen years old, he was tested to be a Mid Rank talent, but he wasn't selected by the Imperial Court. After he returned, he was arranged to enter the Immortal Cultivation Hall in the Azure Province and become a deacon of the Immortal Cultivation Hall. Now, he had entered the Hall of Interrogation, and the corresponding cultivation realm was Early Second Stage.    

If nothing unexpected happened, in another ten years or so, he would be able to inherit the title of the number one cultivator in the Yang family from his father, Yang Dingshan.    

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, everything was done.    

Under the guidance of the priest, the three children stood up and bowed to Yang Dingshan and the others.    

"Blessing!"    

The priest shouted loudly and then handed a white porcelain bottle filled with immortal dew to Yang Dingshan. There was a tender willow branch in the white porcelain bottle. The willow branch was slightly hanging. Yang Dingshan skillfully picked it up and dipped it in the immortal dew. Then he went from right to left and lightly touched the bodies of the three people in front of him.    

The three of them said in unison, "Thank you, Profound Gate!"    

Profound Gate referred to Yang Dingshan's realm.    

This was the "blessing."    

From the emperor to the leaders of the commoners, everyone liked to use this method to represent the gods and bestow blessings upon those below their realm.    

The entire process was completed, and the blessing was considered to have come to an end. Next, Yang Dingshan would personally escort the three people who participated in the test to the Immortal Cultivator Sacrificial Altar that was hundreds of miles away from the Qing Province. This trip would take about a month.    

"Xiao, come here." Walking to the door, Yang Dingshan suddenly remembered something. He waved his hand and called Yang Xiao who was following behind him.    

"Father." Yang Xiao bowed. He was dressed in white and had a heroic spirit. His facial features were somewhat similar to Yang Dingshan's.    

"You don't have to go on this trip. You just need to take care of the house. Remember... " Yang Dingshan took a step forward and whispered into Yang Xiao's ear.    

Yang Xiao's expression was slightly cold. He lowered his head and said, "Father, please rest assured."    

"Let's go!"    

The priest shouted and the people of Yang family set off.    

Yang Qianxue watched the group of people leave and walked back, but was stopped by Yang Xiao.    

He bowed and asked, "Aunt, is he alright?"    

Yang Qianxue nodded, "He is the same as before."    

Yang Xiao smiled. "That's good. My father told me to stay at home. I think you know what he's thinking, so..."    

Yang Qianxue asked, "Xiao, are you afraid that I will let Xuan go?"    

Yang Xiao quickly said, "Aunt, that's not what I meant..."    

Yang Qianxue shook her head. "Don't worry. I promise you that he will not leave Yang family." After saying that, she turned around and left.    

Looking at Yang Qianxue's back, Yang Xiao fell into deep thought.    

He was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.    

His aunt had obviously communicated with Yang Xuan, but why was she so sure that Yang Xuan would not leave?    

One. A young man who had been under house arrest for sixteen years had encountered such an excellent opportunity. Shouldn't he be thinking of going out to take a look or doing something beneficial to his freedom?    

Or was it to say that he was like a spirit beast that had been reared in captivity? No matter how wild and wild he was, after more than ten years, he had already fallen into despair?    

Or perhaps this was only one of his plans?    

Yang Xiao really wanted to ask Yang Qianxue for the reason personally, but he was afraid that doing so would be too abrupt and would not conform to his bearing as the future successor of the Yang family.    

He looked at the direction of the courtyard and finally decided to go and take a look personally.    

...    

In a small courtyard, there was a youth sitting cross-legged on a bed.    

His expression had already become very peaceful, but his forehead, nose, and face were all wrapped around his neck. However, they were all covered in layers of fine sweat. These beads of sweat gathered together and flowed down. In less than a moment, it had already soaked his clothes.    

The youth's entire body was trembling. His trembling was not large, but one could tell what kind of pain he was experiencing.    

Roughly ten years ago, his body would do some strange things every once in a while. For example, his strength suddenly became very large, just like just now. He could flatten the money. He could also jump from the ground onto the roof, and when the cool wind blew on the roof, only then did he suddenly wake up.    

His body could not be controlled for a very short period of time, but the impact of this was very great. Every time his body would suddenly feel a burning sensation that spread out from his Dantian in all directions. It lasted for about two hours before that burning sensation would obediently return to his body.    

This was the moment when the burning sensation rampaged through his body. He sat on the bed and learned the cultivation techniques that he had read in the books. He wanted to use his own willpower and other abilities to suppress that energy, but the results were still very little. After all, he didn't find a way to cultivate. He was still an ordinary person. Previously, he wanted to ask Yang Qianxue to teach him. His biggest goal was to be able to control his own body at all times.    

Four hours passed in the blink of an eye. The sweat on his body fell like rain. He stood up, looking very tired. He could feel that those uncontrollable moments were becoming more and more frequent. He didn't know what would happen in the end.    

For the first time, he felt uneasy about his own body.    

But very quickly, this uneasy feeling dissipated. He acted as if nothing had happened and changed into clean clothes. Then, he started boiling water and prepared to take a good bath. Then, he pulled out the vegetables that he had planted in the yard. He cooked a good meal.    

The fragrance of the rice drifted out and was smelled by Yang Xiao who just arrived.    

He stood outside the yard door and sniffed. He could not help but move closer to the crack of the door and sniff again. This smell was indeed very fragrant.    

He did not plan to go in. He only looked inside. He found that Yang Xuan was just bringing out the dishes and placing the plates on the stone table in the courtyard. The fragrance was coming from these dishes.    

Yang Xuan's culinary skills were too good. In this lifetime, he could probably only be a chef.    

Yang Xuan no longer had the chance to participate in this year's talent test. He could only wait until his birthday four years later to see if there was a chance.    

But, would he have the chance after four years?