Chapter 326 Jealousy makes people ugly!

Time flies and it is already the end of November.

Those who received the invitations came to Tenglongwei one after another.

The first people to arrive at Tenglongwei were Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing from Hengdaomen.

Yang Zhengshan also sent an invitation to Hengdaomen. Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing had saved Yang Mingcheng in Xinping Town. Yang Zhengshan naturally could not forget this favor, so he also sent an invitation to Hengdaomen this time.

Although his purpose of inviting various forces this time was to attract investment for Tenglongwei, it did not prevent him from communicating more with various forces and building closer relationships.

"Hero Ji, Lady Ning, haha, welcome, welcome!"

Outside the Yang family’s gate, Yang Zhengshan came out to greet them personally.

"Greetings, General Yang!" Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing saluted with their fists clasped.

"You two are the benefactors of our Yang family. There is no need to be polite. Come in, come in!"

Yang Zhengshan stepped forward and helped Ji Hai up, speaking enthusiastically.

"General Yang, please!" Ji Hai maintained a respectful attitude and let Yang Zhengshan walk in front.

Afterwards, everyone entered the Yang family’s gate and came to the main hall in the Yang family’s front yard.

The servants served tea and everyone exchanged some pleasantries.

But soon, Qingxia came over and said, "Meet the Master!"

"Yeah!" Yang Zhengshan held the tea and nodded slightly.

Qingxia said: "Madam invites Miss Ning to the backyard to reminisce about the past!"

"Ms. Ning!" Yang Zhengshan looked at Ning Qingqing.

Ning Qingqing smiled, stood up and clasped her fists, "Then I will leave first!"

After she left, Yang Zhengshan thanked Ji Hai again: "I am deeply grateful to you two for saving Mingcheng's life. Logically, I should have come to thank you in person, but unfortunately I was busy with official duties and never found the opportunity!"

"General, you are too polite. It's just a small favor. I don't dare to take credit for it!" Ji Hai said.

Yang Zhengshan smiled and did not mention the matter any more. Just keep it in mind. Talking too much about it would be bad.

"Is Senior Ji in good health?"

"Master is still in good health, but he's getting older, so his health is definitely not as good as before!" Ji Hai said.

Ji Hai's master is Ji Zhen, the leader of Hengdao Sect. Ji Zhen is considered the best master in Liaodong area and has reached the ninth level of acquired cultivation.

However, this first place only applies to the martial arts world. If it is in the officialdom, Ji Zhen is not really the best master in Liaodong region.

At the very least, Yang Zhengshan's strength is definitely above Ji Zhen's.

Ji Zhen is already over 70 years old this year, and with his health declining, it is estimated that he has very little strength left.

As for innateness, he has almost no chance in this life.

Of course, no matter how much Ji Zhen's strength declined, his reputation in the martial arts world was still very high, and the Hengdao Sect was also the number one sect in the Liaodong region.

Speaking of his master, Ji Hai's mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "Actually, I came here this time to ask for a favor!"

"What's the matter? Please tell me, Mr. Ji. As long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse!" Yang Zhengshan was a little surprised, but still assured.

"I want to ask for two jars of Hundred Herbs Wine on behalf of my master!" Ji Hai said.

Yang Zhengshan was slightly stunned, but then he understood.

Baicao Brew is made from spiritual spring water and dozens of precious medicinal materials. It has the effect of nourishing the warrior's constitution, strengthening the physique, and improving the potential. It is a great tonic for older warriors.

For an old man like Ji Hai, drinking herbal wine is naturally beneficial.

Previously, in order to thank Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing for saving Yang Mingcheng's life, Yang Zhengshan sent two jars of Hundred Herb Wine to Hengdao Gate. Apparently, Ji Hai discovered the efficacy of Hundred Herb Wine.

"Two jars of Hundred Herbs Wine, it's just a small matter! I will give two more jars to Senior Ji." Yang Zhengshan smiled and said casually.

Although the Yang family's Hundred Herb Wine had been drunk up when Wang Yunqiao got married, there was still a lot of it stored in the Lingquan space.

Moreover, Yang Zhengshan has brewed a lot of it recently. After a year or so, the newly brewed Baicao wine will be ready to drink.

"General, you are joking. I dare not take your things for free. I am willing to exchange you for a thousand taels of gold!" Ji Hai said, and took out a stack of gold notes from his sleeve.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the gold note in his hand, but did not take it. He just took a sip of tea and said, "Master Ji, Baicao Niang is brewed by me personally. If Master Ji wants to buy it, I will not sell it to you!"

Ji Hai was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized and quickly put away the gold note, "I am Meng Wang! Please forgive me, General!"

To be honest, it is difficult to estimate how much Baicao Niang is worth.

The medicinal herbs used in it have a price, but the spiritual spring water is priceless.

The world is so big, and the spiritual spring water from Yang Zhengshan must be unique.

You can say it is worthless. After all, Yang Zhengshan is now sprinkling water everywhere and is almost like a sprinkler truck.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is worth a fortune. The greatest effect of spiritual spring water is to enhance potential, and for warriors, enhancing potential is the most difficult thing.

It's just that the effect of Lingquan water in improving potential is not obvious, but the effect of Baicao wine in replenishing qi and blood and strengthening physical fitness is very obvious, so people who have drunk Baicao wine regard it as a kind of medicinal wine.

Yang Zhengshan said that Baicao Niang was brewed by him personally, which means that this thing is not for sale.

Who does he think you are? You ask him, a general appointed by the emperor himself, to buy wine.
Yang Zhengshan did not argue with Ji Hai about this matter and continued to chat and laugh with Ji Hai.

Ji Hai is a martial artist, and he knows much more about the martial arts world than Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan is still very curious about the martial arts world, so their conversation mainly revolves around all the past and interesting things in the martial arts world.

In the backyard, Yu Qingyi was holding little Mingzhao and chatting with Ning Qingqing.

To be honest, Ning Qingqing was not well-received outside before. She had a bad reputation in the world and was somewhat notorious.

However, Ning Qingqing has been much more low-key in recent years and rarely attracts attention in the world, which has improved her reputation a lot.

"Auntie!" little Mingzhao shouted.

Ning Qingqing looked at the little guy, feeling very complicated.

"Oh, you are really the envy of me now!"

Yu Qingyi poured her a cup of scented tea tenderly and said with a smile, "Everyone has their own fate. Sister Ning, please don't laugh at me!"

"Haha, you're really good at joking!" Ning Qingqing said in a sarcastic tone.

Jealousy makes people ugly!

At this moment, Ning Qingqing felt that she was very ugly.

In front of Yu Qingyi, she felt so inferior that she looked like a clown.

Among all the women in Liaodong now, who doesn’t envy Yu Qingyi?
When Yu Qingyi and Yang Zhengshan got married, everyone had reason to laugh at Yu Qingyi, after all, Yu Qingyi was a second wife and a stepmother.

But who would laugh at Yu Qingyi now? Anyone who hears Yu Qingyi's name is filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Children of the Jianghu family may sound carefree, but in fact, only they know their own suffering. Yu Qingyi's marriage to the Yang family was like a leap from a Jianghu girl to a government official's wife. If Yu Qingyi had a bad life in the Yang family, it would be fine, but Yu Qingyi lived such a comfortable life in the Yang family. The most important thing was that Yu Qingyi was also given the title of a second-rank imperial lady because of her husband's status.

At this moment, Ning Qingqing looked at Yu Qingyi, who was elegant, with a beautiful and gentle face. She was completely different from the former Sect Leader Yu. The sourness in her heart kept coming out.

Looking at Xiao Mingzhao again, Ning Qingqing felt as if her heart had suffered a critical blow, feeling sore and painful.

Which woman doesn’t want to take care of her husband and children!

Unfortunately, she might not have another chance in this life!
Although her appearance is still alluring, her reputation has been ruined and she is afraid that she will never be able to get married in this life!

When Ning Qingqing thought of her own reputation, she became as bored as a deflated ball, and even her feelings of envy and jealousy diminished a bit.

Seeing her like this, Yu Qingyi didn't know what to say.

Originally, he wanted to reminisce about the past with her, but everything she said seemed to be showing off, which made Yu Qingyi not know how to start.

The reunion ended in vain, which made Yu Qingyi feel a little disappointed.

But the next day, Yu Qingyi was filled with joy because Hua Jinqiu came.

A profitable business naturally has to take care of its own family. Since Yang Zhengshan has invited the Yang family, he will naturally not forget the Tianqing Sword Sect.

When it came to treating Hua Jinqiu, the Yang family's attitude was more solemn. After Yang Zhengshan got the news, he and Yu Qingyi went out of the city to welcome her.

In the past few years, Hua Jinqiu has not changed much, and she is still as cold and charming as ever.

"Uncle Master, please!"

Facing Hua Jinqiu, Yang Zhengshan was very humble and treated him as an elder.

Hua Jinqiu's attitude towards Yang Zhengshan was also very gentle. She knew very well how Yu Qingyi's life had been over the years, and she really couldn't find any fault with Yang Zhengshan.

However, Yang Zhengshan did not have a detailed chat with Hua Jinqiu. After welcoming Hua Jinqiu home, he ran to the city gate to welcome the guest.

Yang Zhengxiang is here!
Yang Zhengshan really didn't expect that Yang Zhengxiang would come in person.

Seeing Yang Zhengshan, Yang Zhengxiang's face was full of enthusiasm, "Should I call you General now?"

"Brother, stop making fun of me. It's cold outside. Let's go home and talk first!" Yang Zhengshan laughed.

In the clan, he is of the same generation as Yang Zhengxiang, but the patriarch of the Yang clan has always been the eldest son of the family, so it is appropriate for Yang Zhengshan to call Yang Zhengxiang "big brother".

As for the ranking issue, there are too many branches within the Yang family. For example, Yang Zhengshan and Yang Zhengxiang are already five generations apart, so naturally they will not be ranked together.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the group of teenagers behind Yang Minghui, and without saying much, he took Yang Zhengxiang back home first.

In the main hall of the front yard, Yang Zhengshan looked at Yang Zhengxiang and couldn't help but sigh.

Before he knew it, he had been in this world for more than eight years. Looking back now, it seemed like just yesterday.

"Minghui, take those younger ones to have some rest first. They are tired after walking all the way!" Yang Zhengxiang and Yang Zhengshan said briefly, then gave instructions to Yang Minghui.

Yang Zhengshan winked at Yang Mingcheng beside him, and Yang Mingcheng immediately stepped forward and said, "Old Patriarch, I'll take my eldest brother downstairs to make some arrangements first!"

"Well, go ahead!" Yang Zhengxiang looked at Yang Mingcheng kindly and said.

After they left, Yang Zhengxiang looked at Wu Hai next to him, and Yang Zhengshan understood and said, "Old Wu, take your people downstairs and wait first!"

Wu Hai responded and left the main hall with his servants.

"Brother, do you have anything to say to me?" Yang Zhengshan asked curiously.

Yang Zhengxiang stretched his neck and came close to Yang Zhengshan, lowering his voice and asking, "What is your current level of cultivation? I heard that you killed a ninth-level warrior on the battlefield last year!"

A warrior's cultivation level is usually a secret. No one will take the initiative to explain how high or strong their cultivation level is, just like no one will say how much money they have.

Because once one's true level of cultivation is exposed, it is easy to be targeted by the enemy.

Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but smile when he saw his serious look.

"The eighth level of the acquired realm, not far from the ninth level!"

He did not lie to Yang Zhengxiang and told the truth.

Because for him, the level of cultivation is not the basis for measuring strength.

Not to mention that his physique is far superior to that of warriors at the same level, he has now condensed the innate true qi and possesses the strength of half a step into the innate realm.

It might be an exaggeration to say that his strength is the strongest among those below the innate level, but there are probably few warriors in this world below the innate level who can be stronger than him.

"Is there any hope of becoming a congenital warrior?" Yang Zhengxiang's somewhat turbid eyes were full of hope.

He had never thought before that he would have any intersection with innate warriors, but now he really hoped that the Yang family could produce an innate warrior.

Yang Zhengshan hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm somewhat sure!"

"Really!" Yang Zhengxiang's eyes suddenly became bright.

"Yeah!" Yang Zhengshan nodded affirmatively.

Yang Zhengxiang slowly retracted his leaning body and said with a trembling body: "Okay, okay, okay~~"

He was very excited.

Yang Zhengshan poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Brother, please take care of yourself. When I reach the Xiantian realm, I will definitely return to Yangjia Village to worship my ancestors. You must preside over the worship ceremony for me then!"

Yang Zhengxiang's face flushed a little and he nodded vigorously.

“I’m waiting for that day!”

But after the excitement, he showed his self-blame and regret, "Oh, what a pity! It's all my fault!"

"What a pity?" Yang Zhengshan was puzzled.

Yang Zhengxiang said: "It's a pity that your injury was healed too late. If I was willing to use all the strength of my family to help you heal your injury, perhaps you would have become a congenital warrior now!"

His face was full of regret and self-blame.

In his opinion, if Yang Zhengshan's injury could have been healed several years or even more than ten years earlier, with Yang Zhengshan's level of talent, he would have already become a congenital warrior by now.

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard, not knowing what to say.

If the injuries of his previous life had been healed earlier, he might not have had the chance to come into this world.

As for the qualifications of the previous incarnation, well, the qualifications of the previous incarnation were not bad either, he became a warrior at the age of fifteen. If he can proceed step by step and improve steadily, the fifth level of acquired cultivation is still very stable. As for higher levels of cultivation, that depends on opportunities and resources.

"Brother, why do you need to blame yourself? Everyone has their own destiny. Although the twenty years of silence have caused me pain and suffering, it has also made my character more calm and introverted!"

"If I hadn't been silent for those twenty years, I probably wouldn't have achieved what I have today!"

Yang Zhengshan could only comfort her in this way.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhengxiang nodded in agreement, "In martial arts practice, the state of mind is crucial!"

(End of this chapter)