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Chapter 28

Words:2453Update:22/06/28 09:33:15

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Over the next few days, Yang Xuan cultivated non-stop. This dark dungeon, to him, became a rare holy land for cultivation.

Moreover, while cultivating, he also practiced the two new dao techniques he created after the Golden Moon Slash and the Art of Flame — the Earth Spike Technique and the Earth Spirit Fist.

The Earth Spike Technique used earth elemental spiritual Qi as its foundation and instantly formed stone spikes on the ground. The Earth Spirit Fist Technique used earth elemental spiritual Qi to wrap around the body's limbs, borrowing the power of the earth to strengthen the body and was a dao technique used for close combat.

Every time he cultivated, the entire dungeon would sometimes have a few earth spikes, a few earth mounds, or a few huge rocks appearing out of thin air, smashing the ground loudly.

The guards on the ground were constantly on tenterhooks, trembling with fear.

They did not know what kind of power could continuously produce such loud noises.

After they reported the situation, Yang Xuan and a few elders discussed it and decided that it was just Yang Xuan cultivating or venting in the dungeon. There was no need to pay attention to it, so they only sent a few more people.

Afterwards, these people slowly got used to listening to the loud noises and fell asleep. If they did not listen to it for a day, they would not be used to it.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Xuan had been in this dungeon for a month. At this time, the six cyclones in his body had completely stabilized, and his every movement was filled with boundless power.

Under his unscrupulous practice of the new earth elemental dao technique, he had already mastered it to the point of perfection, and used it with great proficiency.

What no one knew was that this dungeon could no longer hold Yang Xuan, and as long as he wanted to, he could leave at any time.

In this month, his gains were great. Not only did his injuries completely recover, the sixth cyclone appeared in his body, and he stepped into the sixth level of qi refining, he also created two new dao techniques.

More importantly, the core of his will in the center of his dantian had grown to the size of an egg.

Although he did not know what this core of will was used for, he had a kind of understanding that this core of will in the center of his dantian should be very important, even more important than the cyclones that gave him boundless power.

On this day, Yang Xuan quietly sat on the simple wooden bed, thinking about all this. Suddenly, the heavy iron door creaked open, and bright light shone in, stimulating Yang Xuan for a moment, he narrowed his eyes.

The first elder Yang Zhendong and the second elder Yang Zhennan entered.

Yang Zhendong's face was indifferent, and even had an inexplicable trace of a smile, as he looked at Yang Xuan sitting on the bed.

Yang Zhennan held an oil lamp, his face serious.

This lamp was a lamp oil lamp Burning, and would burn for a long time without extinguishing, it was abnormally bright.

At this moment, the bright light illuminated the small cell. For a moment, it seemed that even the musty smell that had accumulated over the years had been diluted.

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, his eyes filled with calmness, as if he did not see the two of them. ..... two.. Yang yang yang yang yang yang, Yang yang, Yang, Yang Day Yang, Yang Ming Yang was Of.

A trace of anger flashed across Yang Zhennan's face, but he seemed to have thought of something and suppressed it, only letting out a heavy snort.

Yang Zhendong, on the other hand, did not show any impatience. He smiled and said, "Yang Xuan, have you gotten used to this month?"

Yang Xuan did not answer, and did not even open his eyes.

Yang Zhennan said angrily, "The first elder is talking to you, what kind of attitude is this?"

Yang Xuan still did not speak. Yang Zhennan was so angry that his face turned green. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Zhendong raised his hand and stopped him.

"Yang Xuan, you have violated the rules of the clan, and killed Yang Cheng in public. This is a serious violation of the clan rules!"

Yang Zhendong said, "According to the rules passed down by the ancestors, you will be stripped of your martial arts, and then be punished!"

"My skills, do they belong to the Sun family?"

Yang Xuan sneered, "The Sun family has not given me anything, and now they want to take away what belongs to me. What a fair trial!"

Yang Zhendong was speechless for a moment.

Yes, Yang Xuan's martial arts were poles apart from the Sun family's martial arts. As long as one was not blind, they would know that Yang Xuan's martial arts did not come from the Sun family. And from childhood to adulthood, did the family give Yang Xuan any care? Even after his father's death, the only house they had was taken over by others, but the family didn't care about it and turned a blind eye to it.

Yang Zhennan was speechless for a moment. Unable to refute, he became angry and said loudly, "Your father's surname is Yang, and so is your surname. You were born a member of the Yang family, and when you die, you are a ghost of the Yang family. Everything you have, of course, belongs to the Yang family! Why don't you quickly tell us your cultivation method and contribute it to the family in order to get the family's forgiveness? Do you want to stubbornly persist in going down the wrong path? "

After these words, Yang Zhendong wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He secretly cursed in his heart.

"Hahahahaha! Stubbornly persist in going down the wrong path! "

Yang Xuan was so angry that he laughed, and his laughter shook the whole cell.

"Second brother, you go out first!" Yang Zhendong suddenly stood in front of Yang Zhennan and said.

"Big brother, I …"

"You go out first!" Yang Zhendong said again. His voice was very serious, and even had a trace of command.

"Yes!" Although Yang Zhennan was unwilling, he did not dare to disobey his big brother's order. He turned and went out.

"Yang Xuan, I apologize to you on behalf of the second elder!" Yang Zhendong said.

The dignified first elder was apologizing for someone else. If these words were heard by people outside, it was bound to set off a huge uproar.

In the Yang family, the elders were respected and had a high position. It could be said that they were second only to one person. When had they ever apologized to the family disciples? Not to mention that the one who said these words was actually the first elder, whose position was second only to the patriarch, Yang Qingshan. Even if they said it, no one would believe them.

However, Yang Xuan was unmoved. He only looked at Yang Zhendong indifferently, waiting for him to speak.

Seeing Yang Xuan's indifferent expression without a trace of fluctuation, Yang Zhendong let out a long sigh in his heart. He then said, "Yang Xuan, I'm here this time mainly to announce the family's decision to you! Also, there's something else I want to discuss with you! "

Yang Zhendong's tone was gentle with a trace of negotiation, as if he was talking to someone of equal status.

However, Yang Xuan was very clear in his heart that all this was just a matter of strength. If he, Yang Xuan, was still the trash who could not practice martial arts in the past, why would Yang Zhendong talk to him like this today?

Strength, strength, in the end, everything still depended on strength.

Yang Xuan said, "First Elder, please speak!"

Yang Xuan still respected this first elder. Although he did not give Yang Xuan any special care, he had spent his life's efforts on the revival of the family. He had never married in his life and did not have a son or daughter. It could be said that he was dedicated to his task until his death.

Yang Zhendong said, "Yang Xuan, I won't beat around the bush with you. I want to know, on the day of the competition, where did the martial arts technique you used come from?"

Yang Xuan said coldly, "Do you want me to hand this technique over to the family?"

Yang Zhendong nodded, then shook his head, "Although the family wishes to obtain your cultivation technique, it is not an order, but a request. If you are willing to hand over this martial arts technique, the family's library and family treasury will be fully open to you. You can take whatever you want. "

Yang Xuan's face was indifferent, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes, "First, I will not hand over this martial arts technique. Second, even if I say it, none of you will be able to practice it. So, there is no need to mention this matter again! "

Yang Zhendong shook his head and said, "This matter is not urgent. You think about it first, there is no need to rush to answer! Now, I will tell you the family's decision! "

Yang Xuan smiled faintly and made a gesture of listening attentively.

Regarding his martial arts technique, only Yang Xuan knew in his heart that this was not a martial arts technique at all, but a brand new cultivation method! … He would never speak of it, no matter how good the exchange conditions were, it was absolutely impossible.

Yang Zhendong continued, "Originally, you violated the family rules this time, and the situation was especially bad. According to the family rules, the lightest punishment was to abolish the martial arts technique and expel you from the family! However, after the discussion of the family head and the elders, they gave you a chance to atone for your crimes! "

"Oh?" Yang Xuan was interested.

"There is an iron mine outside Taiping City. After investigation, the reserves are very shocking. However, the Sun family also discovered this iron mine at the same time. Even the Chen and Zhao families got the news and wanted a share of the profits. Because of this, a few conflicts have already occurred. Blood has been shed, and more than ten people have died. Therefore, after discussion, the four families decided that each family will send a third generation disciple to a public martial arts competition three months later to decide the ownership of the iron mine! "

"So you want me to represent the Yang family to snatch this iron mine?" Yang Xuan looked at Yang Zhendong with a smile that was not a smile.

Yang Zhendong's old face turned red and said, "Yes! With the cultivation you showed that day, you can easily defeat the third generation disciples of the other families! So, as long as you make a move, this iron mine will belong to my Yang family. "

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