Scar has never been afraid to guess Daocheng's qualifications with the greatest imagination, but he still didn't expect it, and he didn't believe that it was terrifying.

It wasn't until he felt the gently beating qi with his own hands that he was convinced that this kid had really generated vitality, albeit very weakly.

"Compared to you, I'm really no different from the pig beast. ”

Scar sighed.

Throughout the entire family history, most of the Yuan Qi was produced after the initial completion of the refining of the body at the third order, and only a few ancestors were able to cultivate the Yuan Qi at the second order.

Like Daocheng, the first-order perfection gives birth to vitality, and it can be said that there is no one before, and even if Scar dares to judge, there is no one who will come after.

"As soon as the vitality comes out, the first three orders will have no obstacle for you, cultivate well, and you will come naturally. ”

......

Scar said before that "the knife is a ninth-rate qualification, and the physique can be called a demon, and it can be practiced to death." It's actually more of a joke. He didn't, and he didn't dare to mess around, so he still taught him "Walker Without Borders" and "Three-Body Training" step by step.

Now, Yuan Li has been in his life, and the scar is no longer worried.

With Yuan Force to protect his body, Dao Cheng can completely transcend the slightly mild practice methods before and cultivate in the way of a demon refiner.

Therefore, he doesn't have to open a small stove for Daocheng. Early in the morning, the father and son waited by the water.

"Dad, is Ling'er still unwilling to come to cultivate?"

"Leave him alone!" Scar snorted, "wishful thinking, mud can't hold up the wall." ”

"Dad~" Dao Cheng stretched his voice and said with a wry smile, "Didn't you say that you should be nice to Ling'er!"

"I know," Scar said a little unnaturally, "I tried, but this kid won't give me face......"

"This ......" Needless to say, Ling'er must have scolded his father again, and Dao Cheng didn't know what to say.

"Shame on the face!" Scar said indignantly, "When I'm done with this, see how I clean him up!"

"Don't......" Dao Cheng smiled helplessly.

"Anyway, here they are. ”

Not far away, Wang Dalang and others were rushing here with their children.

There are still a lot of people, mainly Wang Dalang almost went door-to-door to notify him in order to make trouble for Scar.

Mura Bao Scar personally teaches a rare opportunity!

The villagers enthusiastically participated, men, women and children, all of whom came.

"How about it, I didn't lie to you!" Wang Dalang smiled proudly, and when he heard the sound of praise and thanks, he said even more vigorously, "This is an opportunity that I have tried my best to get for you, you should cherish it." If there is anything you want to learn and don't understand, just ask, ask well, ask carefully, and I'm sure Lord Scar will answer it for you. ”

On the side, Qingtian frowned, "What do you mean by this? Everyone has their own secrets, I think everyone should stop in moderation and don't embarrass Big Brother Scar." ”

"People are willing to teach, that's love, and not teaching, it's also duty. ”

"Don't be like some people," Qingtian glared at Wang Dalang and said, "I think I deliberately went to find trouble!"

"Qingtian, what do you mean?! I'm also thinking about the village!" Wang Dalang's face was not red, he was not panting, and he said righteously, "If everyone is strong, there is no need to be afraid of the invasion of demonic beasts, and the life of the people in the village can be better!"

"Cut!" Qingtian sneered disdainfully, "Wang Dalang, who are you yourself, don't you have any points in your heart?"

"If you still want to contribute to the village, it would be nice if you would do less harm to the people!"

"You!" Wang Dalang's face turned blue and red, and he was very embarrassed.

"What are you!" Qingtian took two steps closer and raised his voice, "I have long heard that Brother Da Lang has advanced to the fourth order of the Demon Refiner, and the younger brother is not talented, and he is also a fourth order, why don't we practice?"

Don't dare?

In the past, Scar went out and asked Qingtian. Wang Dalang once wanted to peep, but was caught by Qingtian, and his descendants were almost abolished by him.

Thinking about it, Wang Dalang felt a little urinated.

......

Scar waited for a moment, and when he saw that everyone had stopped and argued, he walked over.

"What's up, this is?"

"Brother Scar is good!"

"Hello Murato-sama!"

"Hello big brother!"

"Hello Uncle Scar!"

When everyone saw the protagonist coming over, they immediately greeted each other.

Scar nodded and smiled, "What's going on?"

"Da Lang wants to practice with Aota. Aoyama smiled.

"No, I don't!" Wang Dalang said, everyone looked at him, he didn't want to be driven to the shelves. Face? Shame is not as good as being beaten up?

Scar's heart was like a mirror, and when he smiled, he didn't ask any more questions, and turned to everyone, "Do you want to cultivate with me?"

"Yes, yes!" the children cheered with their hands raised.

"If you are willing to cultivate, go to draw water and become a knife, and if you don't want to, just leave, don't look at the excitement, what should you do!"

After a few years as a village protector, Scar has also accumulated a lot of majesty. Now that he had spoken, many people had a few words to their children and left.

Qingtian was about to leave, but he was caught by Scar.

"There are so many children, you have to help my brother!"

Wang Dalang pulled Wang Monkey to the side and said in a low voice: "Scar will definitely teach the best to Daocheng, you remember, just follow the footsteps of Daocheng, what he does, what you do!"

The king monkey nodded hurriedly, and couldn't wait to run to the water.

......

Looking at these faces full of vitality and hope, Scar suddenly felt a pressure, and so did Qingtian. The two discussed it for a while, and divided the fifty or sixty children into two groups based on their qualifications.

A group of ten people with qualifications above the seventh order, these are the seedlings of the demon alchemists, and Qingtian will lead them to cultivate.

The other group is all third-rate, barely able to cultivate demon cultivators, but due to the limitations of their qualifications, it is impossible to break through the third order in their lifetime.

"Ten to fifty!"

Scar shook his head secretly, the talents with good qualifications have been taken away by Wang Cheng from generation to generation, and those who have no fire will only get worse and worse.

"It is estimated that in a few generations, it will be difficult for a fourth-order demon alchemist to come out. ”

"'The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, natural selection, survival of the fittest. 'Wen Zong's words are not bad!" Scar sighed.

......

"Alright, kids, warm up and jog around the village three times!"

Scar gave an order, and the knife took the lead, extremely fast, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

The king monkey is dumbfounded, how can this be followed?

"Dao Cheng is this?" Qingtian was puzzled.

"It's nothing," Scar laughed, "I'll let him run ten laps!"

......

Thundered~

A large group of boys lined up and ran along the village, quite with considerable momentum.

Many adults stood by and watched, and some cheered proudly at the sight of their children.

On the first lap, the kids were still excited.

In the second lap, the younger children couldn't keep up, and the older children gasped.

"Keep your breathing rhythm and run the way I taught you. ”

"One step at a time, come!"

"One, two, one!"

Even so, there are still people who continue to fall behind, and some even sneak back home.

Scar shook his head secretly, feeling that the gap between these people and Daocheng was too big.

"I can't run so slowly, I can't compare with my eldest son!"

At the end of the two laps, there is almost no queue in sight, sparse Lala, this one is left, and that one is falling. A few who can still stick to it are all big children with good qualifications and a bit of foundation.

"No, it's a fat boy. ”

"Shi Da Fat?"

"I heard that this kid overslept and didn't test his qualifications," Scar smiled dumbly, "Isn't it a forgotten fish?"

"Interesting, worth paying attention to. ”

......

The speed is getting slower and slower, and the scar doesn't urge, but every time the knife passes by, it stimulates a few boys to run two steps.

As a result, the 10-lap run was particularly strong, while the 3-lap was still struggling.

Surprisingly, Shi Da Fat, who has always been despised by everyone, overtook several boys older than him and won the first place, which surprised Wang Monkey and others.

"Three laps! Half a morning!, to be honest, I'm disappointed!" Scar said sternly.

"This is just a warm-up! I'm tired like this, how will I cultivate next?"

"Hmm, how do you cultivate?" you tell me?"

The children were so depressed that they didn't dare to speak.

"Of all the people present, the best qualifications are the sixth order, and the worst are the eighth order. To be reasonable, your qualifications are not suitable for cultivation at all. ”

"However, just because you don't fit doesn't mean you can't!"

"If the qualification is not good, you can make up for it by diligence!"

"As long as you are not afraid of hardships, work harder! Sixth-rate qualifications can still condense Xuanjia, and third-rate qualifications can also become demon alchemists!"

"The key depends on whether you are willing to suffer this sin!"

"Think about it! If you don't want to, go home early!"

After Scar finished speaking, Qingtian added: "Cultivation is a very painful thing, especially for demon alchemists! ”

"After a warm-up run, several people slipped away. Since it's the first time, I won't pursue it, if there is a next time, go home, don't come!"

After resting for a while, it was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Scar passed the horse lowering style and let them practice under the scorching sun, and he himself left with Daocheng.

Qingtian inspected for a while, and also found a branch to lie down, and soon, there was a snoring.

Unconsciously, the squatting boys looked left and right.

Tired and hot, the king monkey kind of wanted to give up.

Suddenly, a stone flew next to him, and he turned his head to look, but it was the sword spirit beckoning to him.

The king monkey's eyes rolled and he quietly withdrew from the queue.

After a while, two small heads poked out of the water.

The king monkey opened his mouth and spat out a line of water, shouting, "Cool!"

"Monkey, why did you run away to cultivate?" Dao Ling said, "Aren't you a seventh-rate qualification?"

"Yes!"

"You still cultivate a fart with seventh-rate qualifications, that person said that those with third-rate qualifications have no future, and they can barely become a demon cultivator if they are tired to death, and the highest level will not exceed the third order. What can the third order do, the pig beast can't beat it!"

"Who is that person?" the monkey scratched his head.

"That's it...... That's it," the knife spirit hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's Scar!"

"Scar?" Wang Monkey's eyes widened, "Isn't it your father?"

"He's not my father!" the sword spirit pouted, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Ling'er?" Wang Monkey was puzzled, everyone wanted to have a father like Scar, why did Ling'er instead?

The sword spirit was silent for a moment, and then he roughly told the scar about the eccentricity.

"When you say that, I remember something. Wang Monkey bit his lip and said.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know if I should tell you...... "Wang Monkey hesitated, "because I don't know either." ”

"Is it related to me?" the sword spirit said curiously, and when he saw the king monkey nodding, he said, "You just say!"

"That's right, I've heard my dad say that your dad brought a child with him when he first came to the village. Later, less than a year later, he brought back a child. My dad said that at least one of these two children was not born to your father. ”

"What!?"

The speaker may not be unintentional, but the listener must be intentional.

The sword spirit was stunned, his heart was suffocated, and tears quietly flowed.

"I'm not really biological......"

"No wonder he ...... me so much"