He chose to ignore it, but that doesn't mean that others will give up insulting him. The inferior nature of beating the water dog people is fully reflected at this time.

Yan Batian, who is usually lazy and also occupies the family's cultivation resources, has a kind personality due to his shy and few words. He is often slandered by fellow monks of the same clan because of jealousy. He never got angry, and over time, everyone stopped taking him as the son of the patriarch in their eyes.

This time, because he was seriously injured by Xiong Qixuan, his prestige in the Yan family plummeted, except for a few people who were good friends with him, no one looked at him in his eyes.

"Cousin Batian, you are late for today's morning exercise, according to the rules of our Yan family, the children of the family who are late for the morning exercise will be punished!"

A handsome young monk who was about seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly blocked Yan Batian's way, and the ill-intentioned intentions contained under the smiling face could not be concealed at all.

This young monk's name is Yan Yangtian, he is the eldest son of the three elders of the family, he has the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi cultivation at a young age, and he is only one step away from advancing to the late stage of qi cultivation, which makes him have always had a strong sense of superiority, and he has always been unpleasant to the eye for Yan Batian, the son of the patriarch who does not learn and has no skills.

In addition to his monthly measurements in the family, there are only five lower-grade spirit stones, which is twice as bad as the treatment of Yan Batian, a monk at the third level of the Qi cultivation period, and there have always been quite complaints about the family's plan for distributing spirit stones.

Seeing that Yan Yangtian blocked Yan Batian's way, he also said something quite tasteful. The other monks of the family who were cultivating in the square all stopped cultivating, and most of them laughed out loud gloatingly, looking at the two of them with a look of amusement.

Of course, this laughter was obviously not aimed at Yan Yangtian, but at Yan Batian, who had a doting smile slightly hooked at the corner of his mouth.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Yan Batian's lowered brows suddenly wrinkled, and his doting smile immediately turned into ridicule, he shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "This is not to worry about Cousin Yangtian, what punishment should be accepted, that is the final word of the Great Elder, and it is not your turn to judge!"

"Huh!" a group of monks around them, who looked like they were watching a good show, couldn't help but sigh softly.

Yan Yangtian's cultivation is three layers higher than Yan Batian, usually Yan Batian sees that Yan Yangtian either avoids it from a distance, or only dares not to collide with it, does the sun come out of the west today, and dare to talk to Yan Yangtian like this? Or Yan Batian has his brain thrown into the water because he was beaten by a fat beating?

What's more, in those clear and almost transparent eyes, there was actually a trace of disdain. This is like the character of the usual quiet people, **naked provocation!

A group of Yan family monks watched the changes without being funny, and some monks who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic actually looked at Yan Yangtian with encouraging eyes.

As if he had been greatly insulted, Yan Yangtian's eyes suddenly turned into a fierce light, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but in an instant, he changed to a warm smile.

"Hehe, Cousin Batian, there is another rule in the family, if a child of the family does not accept the punishment, then accept the challenge of any monk of the same level in the family, as long as he can win, the punishment for him can be canceled. You and I are both Qi cultivation cultivators, if you are not satisfied with the rule that you will be punished for being late, then please accept my challenge! If you don't accept it, then you are a coward who only relies on your status and your father's generation!"

The fists were clenched tightly, because the strong force made the knuckles glow with white light, the look of wanting to teach Yan Batian a good lesson, but it was not hidden deeply.

Sighing softly, Yan Batian looked at Yan Yangtian coldly, his behavior today was purely to find abuse!

The corners of his mouth slowly raised a sarcastic arc, and Yan Batian said helplessly: "I know that you are talking to me like this, and you are still using words to provoke me to submit, just to hit my prestige in the hearts of the children of the family again, and prepare for your future position." Still, I have to say that your behavior is really naïve!"

Being ridiculed by Yan Batian's merciless sarcasm, the warm smile on Yan Yangtian's face gradually converged, he didn't expect that Yan Batian, who had always been silent and obedient to himself, suddenly had the courage to talk to him, and immediately the fierce eyes occupied his eyes again. The grim smile made the hearts of the monks around him tremble.

"It seems that Cousin Batian has a bit of a prejudice against my cousin? Otherwise, you will accept my challenge, and we will have a good comparison? Or let me see how much my cousin's cultivation has grown in the past few days since he was injured?"

"Why don't Brother Yang Tian accept my challenge, how about the two of us compare?"

A crisp and loud voice came from afar, and the monks looked towards the source of the sound, only to see that from a gravel path next to the square, a burly young monk was performing the "Wind Resisting Technique", and his feet quickly floated towards them without touching the ground.

"Wind Resisting Technique" is the most basic immortal cultivation spell, which can be practiced by a monk who has the spiritual root to cultivate mana. Immortal cultivators with mutated spirit roots and wind spirit roots will get twice the result with half the effort if they practice this exercise. As the name suggests, this wind resistance technique is one of the light body spells, after the monk's body merges with the wind, the body will gradually lighten until it is as fast and light as the wind.

The person who came was Qi Leming, the eldest disciple of Yan Nanyuan, who had already reached the ninth level of the Qi cultivation period, and among all the peer monks related to the Yan family, he was worthy of the name and ranked first. Because of Yan Nanyuan's relationship, he has always taken good care of Yan Batian.

Looking at Qi Leming from far and near, the corners of Yan Yangtian's eyes jumped, and he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart. I looked around, wondering which one of them had gone to report the news. His mouth was still mocking, "Are you going to hide behind that surnamed Qi all the time?"

deliberately accentuated the tone of the three words surnamed Qi, undoubtedly to create a kind of thinking in the hearts of the vast majority of the Yan family, which is an internal contradiction in the Yan family and does not allow outsiders to interfere.

"If I were you now, I would take back what I just challenged, or you would regret it!"

Stretched out his hand and gently patted the little Lori who saw that he had a conflict with Yan Yangtian, hurriedly stopped practicing, and ran over to pull away his little Lori's shoulder, signaling her not to worry, Yan Batian said lightly.

I have to say that Yan Batian's indifferent and calm appearance, which is very different from forward, fell in the eyes of people who had a bad feeling and disdain for him, which really made them feel blocked in their chests.

The teeth were gritted together fiercely, making a creaking sound, although he was already angry in his heart, but Yan Yangtian didn't dare to really make a move on him before Yan Batian didn't agree to him, no matter how low Yan Batian's cultivation was, no matter how low his cultivation talent was, he was the son of the patriarch after all.