The next morning.
After Yang Zhengshan got up and washed, he cultivated for two hours in the open space of the main courtyard.
Back at Yinghe Fortress, he would not cultivate in the rear courtyard of the official office, because the rear courtyard did not have much space, and on top of that, everyone needed to cultivate, so he could only run outside the tun fortress to cultivate.
But here was different. He was the only person in the main courtyard, and the space was so large that he could thrash about however he liked.
When cultivation ended, the Yang family members had also all come to the main courtyard to prepare for breakfast.
For now, the Yang family still ate together, including the two little disciples, Wang Yunqiao and Lin Zhan.
"Minghao, has your cultivation reached Strength Refining?" Yang Zhengshan asked.
"Dad, I already started Strength Refining a month ago!" Yang Minghao said, somewhat dissatisfied.
He worked very hard at cultivation. If not for his young age, he believed he would not be any worse than his second brother.
As for his eldest brother!
Forget that.
He truly could not compare.
If one asked who among the Yang family had the highest cultivation, Yang Zhengshan was naturally the undisputed number one.
And aside from Yang Zhengshan, it was Yang Mingcheng.
Don't look at Yang Mingcheng as if he seemed simple and foolish, but honest men had one advantage, and that was that they were sincere, obedient, unafraid of hardship, and unafraid of fatigue.
On top of that, Yang Mingcheng held no official post. On ordinary days, he only needed to manage the family's businesses, and had relatively more free time, so he spent the most time on cultivation.
By now, Yang Mingcheng's cultivation had already reached the second level