Everyone in the courtyard got some benefits from Su Ziming more or less, but they saw Su Cundao patting his head and walking towards the house.

After chatting with his mother, Su Ziming turned around and stepped forward to point at Su Ziwu.

Su Ziwu has been practicing martial arts since he was eight years old, and he is five big and three thick, burly and strong, and has the style of an ancient martial artist.

Nan Qianzhou's martial arts system is very simple, divided into external strength martial artists and internal strength martial artists, internal strength martial artists can be compared to the first and second levels of Qi cultivation monks when cultivated to the point of Dacheng, and can generally live to be 100 years old.

Martial artists who have cultivated to the fullest level of internal strength can go to the mortal county to serve as a county lieutenant, which is second only to the highest-ranking county commander and county commander among the mortals of the Su family, and it can be regarded as the ceiling of military personnel among mortals.

Practicing martial arts is not easier than cultivating immortals, Su Ziwu has practiced hard for more than 40 years to reach the peak of external strength, and he has not been able to give birth to internal strength to become an internal strength martial artist.

However, Su Ziming was going to prepare a few medicinal baths for Su Ziwu to help him broaden his martial veins throughout his body.

Although Su Ziming is not an alchemy master, with his first-order mid-grade alchemy level, it is more than enough to prepare a few non-advanced prescriptions.

Su Ziming took out a bottle of pill and said confidently: "Big brother, this is a bottle of body-strengthening pills, one pill a day, and combined with the medicinal bath I prepared for you, I guarantee that you will reach the end of your internal strength within ten years." ”

Hearing that Su Ziming had a way to make himself enter the inner strength within ten years, Su Ziwu's heart was naturally pleasantly surprised.

However, thinking of the situation when his parents took the pill just now, Su Ziwu asked with some suspicion: "Third brother, this elixir is one pill a day, can my body withstand it?" ”

"No problem." Su Ziming replied calmly.

The Body Strengthening Pill was a non-rank pill, and its medicinal properties were at least ten times weaker than the Rank Pill, so he was not at all worried that Su Ziwu would have problems due to taking the pill.

After receiving Su Ziming's reply, Su Ziwu's mood was far from being excited, and he originally wanted to bow to Su Ziming, but considering that his identity was not suitable, he stepped forward and held one of Su Ziming's hands tightly.

"Uh."

Su Ziming's old face was slightly red, and he wanted to shake Su Ziwu away, and then say that I am not a.

After noticing Su Mu's relieved expression, he still couldn't bear to interrupt this short period of warmth.

Su Mu said slowly: "Brother, brother, broken bones are still connected to tendons." ”

"In the future, if your brother's descendants detect the spiritual root, Ziming will have to take care of one or two; If Ziming's descendants don't have spiritual roots, Ziwu must also be raised as his own child, and he can't be treated badly. ”

"Mother, you can rest assured." The two glanced at each other and made a promise to Su Mu at the same time.

Seeing this, Su Mu smiled faintly and said, "Okay, I believe in my sons." ”

The two hurriedly showed a smile.

The door creaked open, and Su Cundao led a restrained boy out.

Directly pointed at Su Ziming and said, "Jin Sunsun, this is your third uncle, call the third uncle quickly." ”

The boy looked like he was seven or eight years old, with an innocent expression, and shouted in a childish voice: "Third uncle~"

"Hey~"

Su Ziming responded, then looked at Su's mother with a puzzled expression, and thought in his heart: "Isn't this the nephew and nephew of a younger brother and sister?" ”

Su Mu showed a doting expression, touched the boy's head, and explained with a smile: "Your eldest brother's son, our family's grandson." ”

"The son of the eldest brother's family?"

Su Ziming suddenly looked at Su Ziwu, a little surprised in his heart.

After all, Su Ziwu is nearly fifty years old, and he would have such a young son.

Feeling Su Ziming's gaze, Su Ziwu raised his hand and scratched his head, his gaze a little deliberately evasive.

"It's not that your father said that the eldest son can't be without a queen, your eldest brother gave birth to five daughters in a row, and only then did he have this precious son." Su Mu explained.

Su Ziming nodded, and it was not difficult to see from his father's eyes that Su Cundao loved this grandson.

"Dad, you brought your eldest nephew out, didn't you come to me for a gift?" Su Ziming grinned loudly.

"What are you talking about?"

Su Cundao pursed his lips and explained, "When our golden grandson reaches the age of cultivation, you can see if there is a spiritual root." ”

"Dad, how old is the eldest nephew this year?" Su Ziming became serious and asked.

Su Cundao sighed, with a hint of regret in his tone, and said: "Eight years old, the last spirit root test was only six years old and didn't catch up, and the next spirit root test will be nine years old." ”

Su Ziming nodded, the Su family's spiritual root test is once every three years, and ordinary children can start cultivating at the age of seven.

The Zhuji monk could detect the monk's spiritual root without relying on the spirit measuring stone, so Su Ziming directly grabbed the boy's wrist and crossed a wisp of true qi into the boy's body.

Suddenly, a colorful color came into view, and Su Ziming let go of the boy's wrist, and a smile appeared on his face.

"How?" Su Cundao on the side was more nervous and expectant than the boy.

Su Ziming nodded, and said in a good mood: "There are spiritual roots, but they are only five spiritual roots." ”

"If you have a spiritual root, you can cultivate and become an immortal master."

Su Cundao didn't know where he got the strength, but he picked up the boy and turned around several times in a row.

Then he panted and instructed the boy: "Since Jin Sun Sun has a spiritual root, follow your third uncle to cultivate hard and strive to become a powerful immortal master." ”

He turned his gaze to Su Ziming again, asking him to take more care of this junior in the family.

Su Ziming nodded and agreed, after all, Su Cundao has eleven children, and there will inevitably be more grandchildren, so many people have spiritual roots with the little guy in front of them, that is a great fate.

Su Mu smiled and proposed: "Old man, today is the first to get off to a good start, why don't you put the second and fourth girls... They and the school-age children all called over and asked Ming'er to take a good look. ”

"First, let the children with spiritual roots enter the road early, and they can also win at the starting line; Second, Ziming finally came back for a trip, and also asked their brothers and sisters to come to have fun and make love. ”

Su Cundao nodded, feeling that his wife was reasonable, but whether to detect the spiritual root or Su Ziming had the final say, he quickly turned his head and asked, "San'er, what do you say?" ”

"Just do what my mother says." Su Ziming immediately agreed, after all, he also wanted to have a few more monks for himself.

"Okay, the boss brings the servants in the palace and calls your brothers and sisters over." Su Cundao commanded.

"Yes, Dad."

Su Ziwu was very obedient, and immediately led people to rush over, after all, his son was the first to detect the spiritual root, which was enough for him to show off in front of his younger brother and sister.

Su Ziming took the opportunity to step forward and asked the boy, "Eldest nephew, tell the third uncle, what is your name?" ”

"Third uncle, I... My name is Su Sijin. There was a hint of nervousness in Su Sijin's immature tone.

Su Ziming saw this scene in his eyes and asked in a soft tone, "Do you want to become a monk?" ”

"Yes!" Su Sijin nodded hurriedly.

Su Ziming smiled again and asked, "Why are you cultivating?" ”

Su Sijin responded honestly: "Only by becoming an immortal master can you have the opportunity to become a monk, and only then can you have the opportunity to become a big man like the town guard." ”

"Third uncle, the town guard envoy has jurisdiction over four or five counties, and he is a dignified county magistrate, and he has to bow his head and speak when he sees it; I remember that my grandfather had to bow his head and speak submissively when he saw the county magistrate. ”

Su Cundao, who was eavesdropping on his grandson's speech, instantly pulled down his face, and muttered in his heart: "How can you, the golden grandson, tell the truth, and let your old face go!" ”

"I didn't think you knew a lot."

Su Ziming patted him on the shoulder, and as the child's words seemed to be opened, there was an endless stream.

As the topics increased, the two became acquainted, and Su Sijin was not as afraid of Su Ziming as before.

"It's the second uncle, the fourth aunt, the fifth uncle, the sixth uncle......" With Su Sijin's cheerful shout, Su Ziming also turned his head and smiled at the comer.

"Third brother, you're really back." The speaker was a middle-aged man with a very thin and withered face.

This person is Su Ziming's second brother, Su Ziming nodded slightly in response, followed by the fourth sister, the fifth brother..., as for the last three young people, although he didn't know them, he could also deduce that the three were Su Cundao's younger brothers and sisters after he left.

The fourth sister brought a boy, the fifth brother brought two girls, the sixth brother brought two boys and a girl, and except for the second brother, all of them brought at least one child.

Su Ziming secretly glanced around in his heart, and a total of fourteen seven or eight-year-old little guys came.

Su Ziming was unequivocal, and immediately tested the spiritual root for the children.

In just a few moments, Su Ziming completed the test.

"Third brother, how is it?" The fourth sister couldn't help but be angry at first, and asked.

Su Ziming sighed and shook his head.

Seeing this, everyone immediately understood that none of these children had spiritual roots, although they were a little disappointed in their hearts, but they were not unacceptable, after all, they came here like this in the first place.

At this moment, Su Cundao, as the head of the family, took the initiative to stand up and comfort: "Don't be discouraged, wait until you go back and make persistent efforts, your eldest brother is also the sixth baby to have a spiritual root." ”

Just as the subordinates set up the banquet and notified everyone to go to the banquet, Su Ziming's second brother suddenly spoke: "Third brother, I still have two children, can you help me take a look?" ”

"Uh, okay..."

Su Ziming looked at the second brother in some surprise and nodded.

I saw the second child waving to the door, and two dirty children ran in.

"Two little mongrels." A loud but unusually harsh voice came into Su Ziming's ears.

When Su Ziming turned his head to look, Su Ziwu had already slapped Su Sijin on the back, and said angrily: "Sijin, don't talk about your brother like that." ”

Although there was a slight stinging pain in his back, Su Sijin gritted his teeth and said, "They are not my younger brothers, they are just little mongrels." ”

Su Ziming turned his head and glanced at Su Cundao and Su's mother, and found that the two did not react, and even his younger brothers and sisters behaved indifferently.

The two dirty children hid behind Su Lao Er, Su Lao Er was silent, and only Su Ziwu educated his son with an angry face.

As for Su Ziming, he didn't interject, because he knew that his second brother was already weak and sickly, and when he was eight years old, he went down to the river and injured his roots, so he couldn't have children at all.

There are two more children out of thin air, and you can figure out how this child came from with your toes.

If it weren't for the faint Su family blood in the two children's bodies, he would have strangled the two children to death a long time ago.

"Come here." Su Ziming beckoned to the two children with an indifferent expression.

"Yes, Immortal Master." The two hurriedly bowed to Su Ziming and walked over cautiously.

The anticipation, excitement, and nervousness in the eyes of the two naturally couldn't escape Su Ziming's eyes, after all, there was the blood of the Su family flowing in his body, he took the hand of the first child, and then shook his head and said, "Go down!" ”

The child naturally understood what Su Ziming meant, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes.

"I'll just say that little bastards have absolutely no spiritual roots." Su Sijin sneered triumphantly.

"Smack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slap slapped him on the back of the head, and he immediately grinned in pain.

Su Sijin also asked unconvinced: "Dad, why are you beating me for a little bastard." ”

"That's your brother, and if you say it one last time, you can't remember that I beat you to death." Su Ziwu was obviously very angry, and raised his hand to continue educating Su Sijin.

"Alright." Su Cundao suddenly roared and drank Su Ziwu.

"Jin Sunsun, you should pay attention in the future."

"Got it, grandpa." Su Sijin glanced at his father in fear, and hurriedly responded.

However, at this time, Su Ziming grabbed the hand of another child, but his heart was not very calm.

Su Cundao saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "San'er? ”

"This kid has spiritual roots." Su Ziming said in a low voice.

This sentence shocked everyone present, and several children cast envious eyes.

"Congratulations." Su Lao Er looked at the child with a shallow smile on his face.

The little boy was also a little excited, ran over and hugged Su Lao Er's thin thigh, and said excitedly: "Dad, I can become a monk if I have a spiritual root, and I will definitely be able to cure you." ”

This voice made Su Laoer's face a little unnatural, but he didn't say no, he acquiesced.

At this time, Su Ziming stepped forward and whispered in Su Laoer's ear: "Second brother, I want to meet the child's mother, you see?" ”

Su Lao Er didn't immediately agree, and asked, "Could it be that this kid has a problem with his qualifications." ”

"It's not a problem to work hard to cultivate and build a foundation, and it's even expected to be a pill." Su Ziming whispered again.

Hearing these words, Su Lao Er's breath rested; Although Su Lao Er was only a mortal, as the grandson of Elder Zhuji, he naturally knew what it meant to build a foundation, and at the same time deduced that children should have extraordinary qualifications.

Although he was not the child's biological father, Su Lao Er nodded and agreed.

At this moment, Su Cundao also came up and asked Su Ziming: "San'er, give me a thorough explanation, what is this child's qualifications?" ”

"There is a difference between immortals, and I am afraid that the child's situation cannot be said to you." Su Ziming directly refused.

Seeing that Su Ziming insisted on hiding it from himself, Su Cundao did not continue to ask, but muttered dissatisfiedly: "You have exposed the qualifications of Heijin in public, so you are not afraid of leaking it?" ”

"Uh..."

In the face of such a talent, Su Ziming felt speechless.