"There are some dog mongrels in this world, if you don't do 'his' mother, he won't know who his father is!"

Hearing this, many people present couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

The eyes of the four elders turned dark, and a cloud of black blood erupted from his mouth, and there were signs of going mad.

The patriarch's face was even more ugly than that of the four elders, and at today's clan meeting, he specially sent a henchman to fight with Rong Mengda, trying to break the old hob meat, but he didn't expect that the No. 1 hob meat of the heavenly word still appeared.

At this time, the six elders and Rong Xuanxuan took Shui Rou'er to a room in the courtyard and did everything they could to save her. It was easy to breathe a sigh of relief, with the medical skills of the six elders, he should be able to save Shui Rou'er.

He diverted his attention, and when he saw Rong Mengda, who was playing with the four elders like dogs, he couldn't help but show a look of admiration.

In the past, he didn't agree with many of the thirteenth uncle's practices, thinking that Rong Mengda was too villainous.

In the past, he didn't like Rong Mengda to call him son-in-law, and every time he saw Rong Mengda, he would stay away.

At this time and then, the silver spear overlord has changed a lot.

Real men, that's how it should be!

At this moment, it is easy to regard the thirteenth uncle as an example worthy of his learning.

Looking at the four elders who were still smiling after being beaten, it was easy to believe more and more in the innate nature of human nature.

His strength was too weak, so the four elders dared to poison him in front of everyone. And Rong Mengda's backing was too hard, and the four elders couldn't afford to provoke him, so he was beaten in front of the public.

It's easy to have a sense of the world that goes straight to the source.

He doesn't want to rely on any backers, he just wants to rely on himself!

One day, he will grow to the point that no one in the world will dare to despise his Cheng dù!

"Rong Qing, you little Wang Ba Lamb, don't call me at the whole clan assembly, when Lao Tzu doesn't save zài?" Rong Mengda was so angry that he opened his mouth and spat at the patriarch, turning Yan Sù's whole clan assembly into a farce.

The patriarch's expression was extremely embarrassed, he reached out and wiped the saliva on his face, and said with a sad face: "Uncle Thirteen, this kind of trivial matter, if you don't work for yourself, the little nephew will not dare to disturb your retirement." ”

Rong Mengda became angry when he heard this: "Bah, you turtle grandson dare to pretend to be tender with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is obviously eight years younger than you, a man like me with forty-one flowers, raising your uncle's heavenly years!"

A black line appeared on the patriarch's forehead, and when he encountered this kind of hob meat, even if he tried everything, it was in vain.

"That's it, anyway, you are also a patriarch, in front of the whole clan, uncle will not beat you today. Rong Mengda was rarely lenient for a while, and said impatiently: "Isn't today's all-clan conference to identify the talent of the heir? Hurry up, Lao Tzu can't wait!"

"Okay, come on, please give out the qualification treasure!"

The patriarch finally had a chance to step down, and hurriedly climbed down the steps.

At such a time, if he still makes it difficult, it is tantamount to bringing humiliation on himself.

The conference was finally on the right track, and the qualification treasure was invited.

The so-called qualification treasure is actually a kind of mysterious weapon for identifying the qualifications of metaphysical cultivation. This mysterious artifact looks like a picture book, as long as the Xuan Xiu urges the Xuan Qi, it can show the qualifications. This expensive mysterious artifact has a limit on the number of times it can be used, and it will disappear when the number of times is exhausted, and only the heirs of the Rong family have always been eligible for appraisal.

Rong Xuanxuan was the first to walk over, urging Xuan Qi and pressing her hands on the qualification treasure.

The qualification treasure suddenly burst out with a white light, enveloping Rong Xuanxuan's whole person. A lifelike pure white monster bird suddenly flew out of the white light, hovering in mid-air.

The strange bird formed by the Gang Qi circled for about ten breaths, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"White sparrows?"

"Oh my God, that's a sixth-order mysterious beast!"

"Xuanxuan's natal spirit is a sixth-order mysterious beast, so isn't she a sixth-order qualification?"

There were exclamations in the crowd, and many people's eyes changed when they looked at Rong Xuanxuan.

The method of identifying the qualifications of Xuan Xiu in the Heavenly Desolate World is very simple and effective, as long as you use the Qualification Treasure to summon the person's natal Xuan Spirit, you can judge the qualifications of the other party. Taking Rong Xuanxuan as an example, her natal spirit is a sixth-order mystic beast white clouds, so her qualifications are also sixth-order.

The sixth-order qualification means that there is hope for cultivating to the sixth level of the Xuan Dao - the Evil Mind Realm!

This kind of qualification is already very amazing in Black Dragon Island, and the qualification determines the limit of a metaphysical cultivation, such as the fourth elder, he is a fourth-order qualification, and he will not be able to break through to the spell realm in this life. Similarly, Patriarch Rong Qing was a fifth-order qualification, so his cultivation was at the peak of the fifth-order spell realm, and it was impossible to break through to the sixth-order evil thought realm.

Rong Xuanxuan's qualifications demonstrate her infinite potential.

On Black Dragon Island, the Xuan Xiu who has reached the realm of evil thoughts can already be called the number one master on the island.

The patriarch's face changed slightly, and his most proud son, Rong Shijie, was only a fifth-order qualification. In the entire history of Black Dragon Island, sixth-order qualifications were relatively rare, and once such qualifications appeared, they would often be regarded as patriarch heirs.

"Hey, hey, I'll try!"

Rong Xiaohu walked over with a smirk and drew a gourd for identification in the same way.

This smirking teenager made most of the people present dumbfounded.

"Golden Tiger, am I right?"

"That's right, it's definitely the Golden Tiger, the Superior Beast!"

"Seventh-Order Natal Xuanling, isn't this stunned kid expected to advance to the Upper Three Realms?"

"That's not necessarily, Rong Tian was also a seventh-order qualification back then......"

Seeing the golden giant tiger galloping in the white light, the crowd once again resounded with exclamations.

Many people's eyes are about to bulge out, and some people are not very optimistic about Rong Xiaohu.

Back then, Yi's father was a seventh-order qualification, which shocked Black Dragon Island. It's a pity that he didn't break through to the upper three realms. People with a little experience know that human-level exercises have great limitations, and it is impossible to break through to the upper three realms in a lifetime by cultivating the mystical cultivation of human-level exercises.

The four major families of Black Dragon Island do not have a prefecture-level mental method, and there has never been a strong person in the Upper Three Realms in history.

Only Yi and Rong Xiaojian smiled at the scene, and they were sincerely happy for their friends. In the past, the Rong family did not have a ground-level mental method, but that was before, and the three Rong Xiaojian, who had re-cultivated two years ago, had all cultivated the ground-level exercises rewarded by Elder Tai...... This means that Rong Xiaohu has the hope of breaking through to the seventh level of the Xuan Dao - the Void Realm!

For Rong Xiaohu's amazing qualifications, the patriarch is not worried, a person like Rong Xiaohu is a gold medal fighter at best, and he is destined not to be the leader of a clan, he said loudly: "Rong Xiaojian, quickly come forward to identify!"

Rong Xiaojian walked over when he heard this, and many people sweated for him.

There has always been a saying in the metaphysical cultivation world that the probability of a child born to an ordinary couple becoming a metaphysical cultivator is less than 1 in 10. And the children born to a pair of Xuan Xiu are more likely to inherit the talent of their parents.

Rong Xiaojian's parents are unable to practice Xuangong, and his possession of Xuanqi talent can be regarded as a dog's luck. It is difficult for a side branch disciple like him who is not from a low background and is not noble enough to have too high qualifications, and most people think that it is already a miracle that he has broken through to the Gang Qi realm, and if he can have a fourth-order talent, even if the ancestral tomb is smoking.

Rong Xiaojian himself was also very nervous, he was most worried that he was only a third-order talent, which meant that he, like the Thirteenth Uncle, would reach the peak of the Gang Qi Realm if he died, and he would not even have the qualifications to enter the Council of Elders.

In the white light, there was no phantom of the illusion of the mysterious beast, and a four-foot ancient sword actually flew out!

Seeing the phantom of the ancient sword, everyone present stared wide-eyed, and they couldn't understand what kind of natal spirit it was.

"Sword Spirit?"

The law enforcement elder, who had always been cold, suddenly exclaimed, he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

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