Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 117 Rules, Yatsushiro

Although the matter of participating in the bet has been decided, the top management of the Yan family did not leave and continued to discuss the matter.

Yan Lingyu turned over the pages of the document in her hand. Below were the rules for this competition and gambling.

The competition is divided into two parts, the foundation-building monk field and the Qi-training monk field.

During the Qi training period, each family sends ten people, and the age must be less than 30 years old.

The two sides draw lots to decide their opponents, and use one-on-one duel without rules to decide the winner. The winner gets one point.

During the foundation building period, one side sends five people, all under the age of 50, to invite battle.

In the end, the scores of the two parts are added up, and whichever one scores higher will win the final victory and get the bet.

Of course, the candidates for both parties must be members of their respective families, and cannot be guests or alliance helpers.

Yan Lingyu looked at the rules one by one and nodded secretly. The He family had not tampered with the rules and these restrictions were very reasonable.

He chuckled softly: "The foundation period is set to be under 50 years old. Doesn't that mean I can also play on the field?"

Yan Lingyu is 48 years old, just within the prescribed range.

The fifth brother, Yan Lingfei, is fifty, while the fourth brother, Yan Lingzhang, is already over the age.

"Ninth brother, don't underestimate the enemy. He Jiahe Tongfeng is just fifty this year, and he is a disciple of the Qingshui Sect. Maybe they won't be afraid of you." Although Yan Lingzhang couldn't participate himself, he got a lot of information for his family, which counts. Do your part for the family.

"That's good, otherwise the He family would say that we are bullying others." Yan Lingyu bowed her head and smiled, and then said: "So, have you decided on the candidate in advance?"

The head of the family stood up and explained: "The candidates for the foundation-building period are ready. Lingyu and his wife, together with Lingfei, Lingxu and Lingwen, are guaranteed to get three points. As for the candidates for the Qi-training period, it is a bit difficult to choose. It's not impossible. Okay, they are all too good, and this competition is also an opportunity to sharpen their skills, so there are some difficulties."

The eighth generation of the Yan family has a large number of people. Including some side branches, there are 40 people. The eldest among them, Yan Xinxian, is already 29.

Among these tribesmen, there are 27 people who can meet the requirements, three of them are at the ninth level of Qi training, 11 are at the eighth level of Qi training, [-] are at the seventh level of Qi training, and the rest are at the sixth and fifth levels of Qi training. Each of them possesses special skills, and even There is no shortage of people who have surpassed the level of challenge.

Yan Lingfei took out a white sheet and handed it to Yan Lingyu: "Ninth brother, take a look, this is the Yan family's preliminary candidate."

Yan Lingyu took it and glanced at it. There were many familiar names on it.

Including his son Yan Xinyuan among them.

Yan Lingyu tapped the list lightly and said to the fifth brother: "There is no rush for this list. After all, there is still a month until the competition starts. Some of the tribesmen can go further."

"In this way, you fill in the three people from the ninth level of Qi training first, and the remaining seven places will be decided by a competition after I train the juniors."

"Although you have confidence, it's better not to take it lightly."

The rest of the people nodded.

Yan Lingfei said: "Ninth brother, it is great that you are willing to take action. With your eyes and knowledge, you will definitely be able to enlighten these juniors and gain something."

Yan Lingyu took over what the other party said and continued: "You must be serious about this competition, because it is not only related to the final ownership of the spirit beast, but also the best opportunity for my Yan family to make a name for itself."

"Brother Ninth, what you said is so right. The world only knows you, Yan Lingyu, but not me, Yan Lingwen, which makes me very depressed."

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

……

The next day.

In a house in Qiushuiling.

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was sitting in the courtyard, talking and playing with two big white tigers.

Then, there was a knock on the door, and a fair-faced man who somewhat resembled the former entered. "Fourth brother, why are you so leisurely? Don't you pay attention to the competition between the family and the He family?" The visitor is Yan Xinkang, the second eldest son of the Yan Jiaxin generation.

A few years ago, he returned from Shaonan College with great strength, and his tribe called him the next Yan Lingyu.

And he himself is extremely humble about this and regards the other person as his idol.

Originally, Yan Xinkang had been preparing to build a foundation in the past few days, but when he heard that he was going to compete with the He family, he directly suppressed his cultivation and delayed the breakthrough time, intending to win glory for the family first.

The Yan family member opposite Yan Xinkang is Yan Lingqing's son, Yan Xinhe.

The latter touched the white-striped tiger beside him and said in a calm tone: "Of course I know this. Grandpa told me personally, and Dabai and Xiaobai were originally given to me by Uncle Sixteen, and the family wants to use them for making There’s nothing I can do about the bet.”

Yan Xinhe's indifferent tone showed some reluctance.

He looked solemn and said to Yan Xinkang: "Second brother, I have spent too much time and money on controlling beasts. My cultivation level is not high. I only have the eighth level of Qi training and I cannot be sure of winning. I beg you Help me get a win.”

Yan Xinkang was slightly startled, then he patted his chest and said, "Fourth brother, don't worry, I have argued with several brothers. Even if you lose that game, we can still win nine games, and our Yan family will definitely win the bet. Protect Dabai and Xiaobai."

"Well, I trust you."

……

"Brother, I heard that you are going to fight bad guys. Is it true?"

Yan Xinwei threw herself into the arms of the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

The boy is Yan Xinyuan, the son of Yan Lingyu. He has inherited the appearance of his parents and is exceptionally handsome. Perhaps because he studied since he was a child, he looks a bit refined.

Yan Xinyuan gently rubbed her sister's hair and said, "Yes, the He family has injured many members of the clan before. Xinjun was in bed for three months because of this."

"Brother, then you must avenge Brother Twelve."

"It's natural. Your brother and I are very strong."

"Well, daddy and I will go see you together then." Little Xinwei's face was red and her mouth was raised high. It was so cute that the boy couldn't help but pinch it.

After coming back to his senses, Yan Xinyuan looked out the window and muttered to himself: "Dad."

As Yan Lingyu's son, Yan Xinyuan naturally attracted much attention.

His parents are both top-notch experts in the clan, which makes other clan members have high expectations for him.

Therefore, there has always been invisible pressure in Yan Xinyuan's heart, making him dare not relax at all.

He is now 19 years old, but he is already at the eighth level of Qi training. At that age, Yan Lingyu's cultivation was not as high as his.

But Yan Xinyuan still felt that it was not enough. He had to prove himself. He wanted his father to be proud of him and he wanted to gain his father's approval.

Unconsciously, the young man's fists tightened slightly, and his eyes became deep and firm.

……

Today is destined to be a sleepless night for the descendants of the Yan family.

Whether they are already selected for the game, or they are preparing for the remaining seven spots.

They are unwilling to let go of any time that can improve their strength.

Even though it was late at night, the lights in the Yan family mansion were still bright.

In the Yan family's dojo, there are still many young figures sparring.

(End of this chapter)