Yang Xuan''s sixth uncle is Yang Qingshu.

    "The sixth younger brother has achieved success in cultivation recently. He has successfully reached the peak of the ninth floor of inner strength. He is only one step away from the tenth floor." Yang Qingshan sighed.

    Yang Qingshu''s talent is also amazing. When the family resources tilted to him, he broke out an amazing stamina.

    "Well, that''s good." Yang Xuan said noncommittally, "second uncle, what''s your cultivation?"

    Yang Qingshan was stunned. It seemed that he didn''t expect Yang Xuan to ask him, but he immediately replied: "go back to the supreme elder, my cultivation is already the top of ten floors."

    Yang Xuan was still noncommittal, but took out two jade boxes from his arms and threw them to Yang Qingshan.

    Yang Qingshan hurriedly caught it and asked, "is this...?"

    "These are the internal elixirs of two congenital spirit beasts. Keep them properly. If you have the opportunity to refine the congenital golden elixir in the future, you can have one." Yang Xuan said faintly, as if telling a trivial thing.

    "What?" Yang Qingshan was so surprised that he almost fell to the ground with the jade box in his hand. "Is it a spirit beast inner pill or two?"

    He didn''t care at all. Seeing Yang Xuan''s casual attitude, he thought that Yang Xuan threw him not a precious item. At this time, Yang Xuan said, he immediately felt that the item in his hand was as heavy as a thousand kilograms, and he was surprised that he couldn''t hold it.

    "Just two internal elixirs. Don''t be surprised. There should be many more in the future." Yang Xuan took another sip of porridge and said.

    "Two internal elixirs, just return? There will be more in the future?" Yang Qingshan was almost numb. Looking at Yang Xuan''s eyes, he seemed to be looking at immortals.

    Inner alchemy of spirit beast, this is a precious inner alchemy of spirit beast. It''s spread. I don''t know how many family forces want to break their heads to rob, but it seems like two sugar pills in Yang Xuan''s mouth.

    However, he was relieved at the thought of Yang Xuan''s identity as a congenital master. Not to mention the inner alchemy of spirit beast, even the congenital golden pill must not be difficult for the congenital master.

    He can only comfort himself.

    "Also, recently, I may have to go out once, about two months. If anything, you can go to the seventh prince." Yang Xuan continued.

    "Oh, OK!" Yang Qingshan has not recovered from the shock.

    Looking at Yang Qingshan leaving cautiously like holding some peerless treasure, Yang Xuan also sighed in his heart. Once upon a time, things that others could not get with their lives were just like this in his eyes.

    All these changes are brought about by strength, without any moisture.

    At this moment, his mind is more firm in his own ideas. Everything is vain, and only his strength will last forever.

    "Master, are you going out? Can you take me with you?" Xiaodie heard that Yang Xuan was going out and looked forward to it.

    "Not this time. The place I''m going to is far away. I''ll take you out when I have a chance next time." Yang Xuan scraped Xiaodie''s nose and said with a smile.

    "Oh," replied Xiaodie, and the fool could see his sullen expression.

    "Xiaodie, the master naturally has his own business. Let''s do our own business well." Xiaomei scolded aside.

    "Oh, I know!" Xiaodie child''s mind came and went quickly. In the twinkling of an eye, he fed Yang Xuan porridge in high spirits.

    After breakfast, Yang Xuan thought about it and felt a little uneasy.

    The Yang family is a newcomer and has no foundation at all. When he was there, he said that no one dared to offend a congenital master, but if he left for a long time, he would not have any problems.

    Especially on the side of the great prince, there is a deep contradiction with Yang Xuan, and there is a congenital master behind him. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no moth.

    Thinking of Gan Yanjun, Yang Xuan had a sneer on his face.

    "I hope you can behave yourself. If you dare to jump, you will be slapped to death." Yang Xuan said secretly in his heart.

    When he came to Yanjing City, he was ready to kill.

    In his world view, what human relations and interpersonal networks are illusory. Only strength and killing are the only truth he believes in.

    When he got out of the gate of Yang''s house, he was going to go to Yan feiwen and arrange his departure. He could also take this opportunity to see who dared to jump out.

    "The seventh Prince''s house!" Yang Xuan ordered Lao Li, the coachman, and then got on the ordinary carriage with only one coachman.

    In fact, the royal family specially equipped him with a luxury frame symbolizing the identity of the national protection master, but he didn''t like it.

    "Yes, master!" Lao Li Tou is a veteran, nearly 60 years old and experienced. Although a congenital master is sitting on the car at this time, he is not nervous. He gives a slight shout in his mouth, and the carriage has started smoothly.

    When the carriage drove through the street, there were many shops on both sides of the road, and there was a lot of shouting.

    Listening to the noise of the strange world, Yang Xuan was also in a trance. Some pictures in his previous life flashed from time to time, and the taste was inexplicable.

    "Go away!" suddenly, a sharp drink came, and then the crazy sound of horse hoofs sounded.

    "Hmm?" Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated and his sense of spirit dispersed. "He saw that four or five Knights ran frantically from the back of the carriage. For a time, people turned upside down in the originally peaceful street.

    These four or five knights are luxuriantly dressed and dressed as warriors. They look domineering. It can be seen that they are of good origin.

    "If you don''t get out of the way, you can''t afford to miss the prince''s business?" the first knight, with a proud look, passed by Yang Xuan''s carriage and threw a whip straight at Lao Li''s face.

    "Ah!" Lao Li''s head didn''t know any martial arts. How could he escape? He couldn''t help crying out when he saw that the whip was about to be thrown on his face.

    "Bang!" a light noise came out. The knight flew out involuntarily and hit the wall on one side. He fell seven meat and eight vegetables and couldn''t get up for a long time.

    "Bold!" the other knights had already run, but they saw that their companions were attacked and plundered back to surround Yang Xuan''s carriage.

    "Who on the bus dares to attack the prince''s highness." a knight, with a look of anger on his face, pulled out a long knife and pointed to Yang Xuan''s carriage.

    The other warriors also drew out their weapons and kept drinking and scolding.

    "Your Highness?" Yang Xuan slowly opened the curtain of the car. His face was cold and said faintly: "which highness?"

    "Hum, it''s your Highness the seventh prince. When will you wait until you''re captured?" a knight dismounted, ran to pick up the warrior who was beaten and sacked by Yang Xuan, and then snorted coldly.

    "If you don''t kneel down and beg for mercy, you may still be able to save your life. Otherwise, you will not only lose your own life, but also affect your family." another knight also looked arrogant and didn''t take Yang Xuan in his eyes.

    Although they are domineering, they will also look at people. At this time, they see that Yang Xuan is ordinary and the servant is not an internal strength expert. They will still pay attention to him.

    At this time, many ordinary people are watching and pointing from afar.

    "It''s too bad. The young man beat his Royal Highness''s people and lost his life."

    "Who says no, the people of the prince''s highness are so easy to offend? They will also involve their families."

    "This young man seems to be a first-class martial artist, but he acted recklessly. Whoever beat his royal highness, he must not give up."

    "I''ve heard that his Highness the prince is famous. I didn''t expect that his men should be so domineering."

    For a time, people talked about it one after another, and even some timid people had fled far away and stood watching from a distance, deeply afraid of provoking right and wrong. There are also those shops facing the street. Some of them close the door directly and lie down in the crack of the door to watch secretly.

    No matter where, for ordinary people, imperial power is like heaven, which should not be offended.

    Several martial artists looked proud. The knight who Yang Xuan knocked down his horse also slowed down at this time. His face was gloomy and his eyes were like poisonous snakes. He stared at Yang Xuan and gnashed his teeth and said, "boy, if you don''t eat you alive, I''ll take your last name."

    Yang Xuanyuan looked into the distance, then looked at him with a smile. While putting down the curtain, he slowly said, "I''m afraid you don''t have the qualification to take my last name."

    "Bold!" the knight was so angry that he drew a long knife from his waist and was about to chop it.

    The other knights are also excited. They can become the disciples of the prince. They think they are superior to others. They can''t chop Yang Xuan alive at this time.

    "Stop!" just then, a voice came from Lang Lang.

    Several people were stunned and turned to look, but they were all surprised.

    From behind them came a group of carriages. The signs on the carriages were dazzling, which were the marks of the seventh Prince Yan feiwen.

    ”What''s going on? " The person asking questions is the leader of Yan feiwen''s guard, named Ma Chao.

    The man who was shot down from the horse inadvertently glanced over the frame behind Ma Chao and was suddenly surprised in his heart.

    He recognized that this carriage was the exclusive carriage of his royal highness. Only his highness could take it. That is to say, his highness is in the carriage at the moment.

    He turned his eyes, suddenly half knelt down, looked wronged and said: "commander Huima, I came back from going out. I originally wanted to go directly back to the house to recover my life. Who knows, when I passed here, the people in the carriage suddenly shot me down, so I surrounded him and wanted to ask for an explanation."

    The other knights were also human spirits. At this time, they all reacted and quickly dismounted and half knelt to the ground.

    "Is there such a thing?" Ma Chao was furious and looked at Yang Xuan''s carriage.

    It didn''t matter at all. He was directly frightened into the sky. His face turned pale, his lips turned blue, and his body trembled.

    He is the escort commander of Yan feiwen. He always follows Yan feiwen. How can he not know the old coachman on the carriage in front of him.

    "Lao... Lao Li Tou?" he trembled and said in shock.

    Ma Chao played drums in his heart. He knew that this old Li Tou was originally a royal coachman and was given to master Yang by his majesty. Ordinary people couldn''t move him at all.

    But today, he drives such an ordinary carriage, that is, the people in the carriage

    Thinking of this, Ma Chao played the pendulum cleanly, and his mouth was unclear.

    The onlookers saw that things had changed and began to talk again.

    "I know that man. He is the leader of the Royal Highness''s guard. It''s even worse. The young man has caused great trouble."

    "Look at the luxurious appearance of this carriage. Maybe his Highness the prince is also in it. It''s bad and will involve his family."

    "If I were that young man, I would hurry out and kneel down to beg for mercy. Maybe there would be a turn for the better."

    Ma Chao turned a deaf ear to these comments. Trembling, he approached the carriage behind him, pasted it on the window, looked pale and said, "Your Highness, Lao Li Tou is driving."

    "What?" a man in the frame exclaimed, opened the curtain and came out.