Within a moment, Yang Chengbo and Yang Huaxiao, who had successfully broken through to the fourth level of Pure Qi Realm in the Warrior Realm, after receiving a message from Yang Mingzhen, rushed over to express their gratitude without caring about continuing to stabilize their cultivation.
When Zhao Zhenren saw this, he also said: "Yang Mingzhen and Yang Chengzhao are treated the same as the inner disciples of Shaotian Sect."
The two senior fellow apprentices were investing so much, so there was no reason for them to fall behind. Master Kunyu chuckled leisurely and nodded in agreement.
Immediately, as the Yang family expressed their gratitude, the two real people encouraged them and left immediately.
Yang Mingzhen's grandfather and grandson were left looking at each other, but the benefits were real. No matter what his plans were, it was always a good thing.
Yang Mingzhen asked the two of them to go back quickly to stabilize their cultivation, and immediately arranged for the clan members to prepare to take over the affairs of the two towns.
The two old guards, Changshi and Huangshi, had not long lived, so they repeatedly requested the sect to send disciples to replace them.
The Sun and Ma families in the town have been coveting it for a long time, but their strength is not enough. They only hope that the two guards will persist.
But now the deadline for the two guards was approaching, and they didn't expect that it would fall on the Yang family.
Yang Hongyuan was also confused by this, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that he was afraid that a lot of things would be seen.
But now that the foundation of the Yang family has been established, it doesn't matter.
Immediately, the Yang family gathered the martial monks from Qingshi Town, Yanyan Town, Yangyan Town, and Tanxi Town who had been recruited, as well as the casual cultivators who were willing to go.
Coupled with some monks in the mortal realm, a mighty team of nearly a hundred people headed for Siyu County with considerable momentum.
It seemed that the head brother had made up his mind to make great efforts to win over the Yang family. Considering that the inheritance of the three treasures had been passed down, guarding two towns was really nothing now, so he immediately agreed.
Yang Hongyuan led the gathered monks for a day, passing through Huaiyu County and arriving at Siyu County.
From a distance, he saw a young monk leading a group of people waiting, and the person behind him was his younger brother Yang Hongyuan.
Before Yang Hongyuan could ask, the monk in front of him had already walked up and said enthusiastically, "Junior brother, I am very grateful for my help."
"I have seen Senior Brother Yi Deng and Senior Brother Lao waiting here. I feel ashamed."
When I heard this, I didn't know that the person in front of me was the famous Yideng Master in Yuzhou.
"Haha, junior brother, you don't have to be too modest. The master sent a message a few days ago that he has accepted another good disciple.
Although he cannot be formally included in the sect due to the sect rules, all treatment is in accordance with the sect's true heritage. Today I saw my junior brother Feng Shen is so handsome, it is really extraordinary."
Yang Hongyuan was quite impressed by what he heard. Does everyone carry the sedan chair? But if he knew that he could see through it by relying on the lamp, he didn't know how he would feel.
When Yang Hongxuan heard that his eldest brother was actually accepted as a disciple by the head master, he was also surprised.
Then it was even more unbelievable to see Senior Brother Yi Deng, who had always been serious about words and expressions, praising his elder brother.
Seeing the two of them chatting happily, it seemed like they were real brothers.
Although Yi Deng wanted to express his goodwill, he also knew that a wrong would be a wrong, so he left with an excuse after a brief greeting and let Yang Hongxuan arrange the arrival.
As for Yanshan, it was said that he had some insights and was cultivating quietly, so Yang Hongxuan greeted him instead.
Nowadays, the three border towns in Siyu County are divided into three garrison points. Qingyu and Xiaoxiang are stationed in Yuhuang Town and Yuqi Town on the two wings respectively, while Yang Hongxuan is stationed in Yucong Town in the middle.
Yanshan was stationed in Yuxuan Town behind the three towns and was responsible for the offensive and defensive affairs of the three towns on the front line.
Zhenren Yideng and the newly rebuilt Wei family worked together to contain the magistrates of Hebi and Qiongbi counties.
As for Siyu County, both sides were guarded by Jiayu County Magistrate Shen Zhenren and Huaiyu County Magistrate Zhang Zhenren.
Now Yang Hongxuan is leading Yang Hongyuan and his entourage to rest and recuperate in Yuxuan Town. Since Yang Hongxuan is stationed in a town, the people of the Yang family will naturally join his team to garrison together.
Because Yucong Town faced the two counties, the fighting was at its most intense, but now that it has passed the outbreak stage, the fighting has calmed down a lot.
After all, the purpose of this battle has been reached in the real world. It is to train the disciples, not to die.
In addition to the death of dozens of warriors in the early stage, the battle losses in the warriors in the past few days have been greatly reduced.
However, with the arrival of follow-up troops from both sides, it can be expected that the next battle will not be far away.
Now both sides are being careful to avoid being exploited by the other side.
After all, the struggle between warrior realms has to be swallowed up after suffering a big loss. This battle is not only a training for the disciples' cultivation, but also a plan.
Today's leaders of various factions, who were not in control on the battlefield, lacked cultivation, and lacked brains are no longer there.
Now the various sects obviously want to take this opportunity to hone their sect successors who are worthy of big responsibilities.
At the same time, it can also be seen as the various factions in Yuzhou, once again issuing a challenge to Shaotian Sect. If the real person cannot fight, then let the younger generations fight.
At night, Yang Hongyuan looked at the stars in the sky and lay on the grass, his eyes rarely empty.
Thinking of the fighting during the day, each martial artist monk, whether a casual cultivator or a small family, is working hard to open up the path to immortality.
Either for themselves or for future generations, just like the workers in previous lives, just to obtain jade coins and materials so that themselves or their children can go further on the road to immortality.
Thinking about how lonely I was in my previous life, I spoke so freely, but how lonely I felt in my heart.
In this life, I am already over fifty years old. If I were to follow my previous life, I would be old enough to be a grandfather.
But in this life, he has been planning for the development of his family since he was born. Although he is accompanied by his parents and brothers, he is also loved by his elders and relatives.
But Yang Hongyuan still has a loneliness in his heart, whether in his past life or this life, it is getting bigger and bigger as time goes by.
At the age of fifty, his lifespan in this world is less than a quarter.
As he grows older, he has to act mature in front of his tribe, and his inner childishness becomes less and less visible.
In the blink of an eye, he was over fifty years old, but Yang Hongyuan felt that somewhere in his previous life, he still had the youth of being over 20 years old.
"Hey, silly boy over there, come here."
Hearing the shouts, Yang Hongyuan sat up with his hands on his hands. At some point, a long-haired female cultivator sat on a bluestone in front of her.
It was bright and beautiful under the bright moon, but the rough words ruined this picture of a fairy under the moon.
I looked around and saw no one else, so I probably called myself, and slowly got up and walked towards it.
"Oh, he's still a pretty boy."
Before Yang Hongyuan could speak, the teasing voice came again.
In the big sect, not to mention dozens of years old, even hundreds of years old are still young talents.
Being called a pretty boy in his fifties is not bad at all. At least he has the capital to make a living.
"Are you a casual cultivator?"
Before Yang Hongyuan could speak, the woman's careless voice came again.
"Well, senior is fine, but I am actually a casual cultivator. I don't know how senior knew about it."
Looking at the female cultivator in front of him who was dressed in purple and whose cultivation was at the peak of the Qing Qi Realm, Yang Hongyuan said with rare restraint.