At this time, Gu Zhun didn''t know anything about the Liu family''s actions, but was on the way to the cave of some of the remaining external disciples with Yin Yue and others.


    Now Gu Zhun has visited more than 50 external disciples. After contacting them, he has selected 21 of them.


    These people passed the examination of his first level. However, it is not so simple to promote them to internal disciples from him.


    Walking on the road, Wang Xian glanced at Gu Zhun and found that he couldn''t understand the meaning of his young master more and more.


    Good external elite disciples are not selected there. They have to choose some external disciples. You know, they can''t become elite disciples for such a long time. It can be imagined that the talent of these ordinary external disciples is poor.


    "Little Lord, I don''t understand why you are looking for those ordinary disciples?" "maybe in your eyes, there is a gap in talent, but in my eyes, talent is only a part that determines a person''s future in the future, and it is a very small part.


    When I choose a person, I never look at his talent. More importantly, I look at his character.


    Three hundred and sixty lines make a champion. It is absolutely stupid to use only one standard to measure a person, which is no different from taking the exam.


    In ancient times, there were too many such examples. How many people with extraordinary talent in the early stage rose at a rapid speed, and then fell like a comet. How many people had poor talent in the early stage, or were simply mortals, and then came to the end by their own means and mind.


    Just like you, your cultivation talent can be said to be a mess. It''s better than shit to put it in the East wasteland. However, your gun path can be said to be one of the best in the whole nine realms.


    You may not be a cultivation genius, but you are definitely a gun wizard. You should polish different Jades from different angles. That''s the truth. In this world, no one is a genius or a waste wood for a lifetime. What do you say, Wang Xian? "Gu Zhun said and smiled at him faintly.


    Wang Xian''s own experience fully illustrates this point.


    He came from Dazhou City, but also from a humble background. He just went to the present by his own life, almost ahead of all the young people in the whole Dazhou city.


    Therefore, after hearing Gu Zhun''s words, Wang Xian nodded subconsciously. It seemed that he was deeply touched by the little Lord''s words.


    But soon, Wang Xian''s face was positive, and he seemed to feel something wrong.


    Finally, he looked at Gu Zhun with an ugly look.


    Young master, your metaphor is heartbreaking


    Gu Zhun ignored Wang Xian''s expression and asked, "how many external disciples have not seen it today?"


    Song Qingyun quickly responded, took out the roster, checked it, and replied, "childe, there are 24732 external disciples. The total number you marked before is 86. We have visited 56 people this afternoon, and there are still 30 external disciples who haven''t seen it."


    Song Qingyun reports.


    But there''s one data she didn''t say.


    That is, although they had contacted the 56 people before, there were only 21 talents who were finally selected by Gu Zhun.


    Song Qingyun can''t understand. What kind of tricks is this childe playing?


    Just met and said a few words, directly eliminated more than half of the number marked before.


    However, although song Qingyun was puzzled, she didn''t ask about it, because she was too confident about Gu Zhun. Song Qingyun was sure that there must be his reason for her son-in-law to do so.


    In fact, Gu Zhun has lived such a long time in his previous life. What kind of person has he never met?


    Almost look at all kinds of life. As long as a person has a few words with him, or even a glance, he basically knows what his temperament is.


    Therefore, Gu Zhun''s selection has his own set, and others can''t imitate it at all.


    I heard that there were still 30 external disciples who didn''t go to see it.


    Gu Zhun also gave a gentle sound. Now it''s getting late and it''s almost dusk.


    "It seems that we should speed up," Gu Zhun said.


    Then he patted the old turtle on the head to make it faster.


    At dusk, in a dilapidated fenced courtyard, a young man was practicing a boxing in the yard, naked.


    This set of fist techniques is just and fierce, and every punch is loud.


    After a set of boxing, the boy was sweating all over, took out a red pill from his old storage bag and threw it into his mouth.


    These are some inferior Qi and blood pills he bought in the black market at the foot of the mountain with his monthly balance these days.


    It''s very cheap. A hundred such Qi blood pills only need the price of a inferior spirit stone.


    These 100 Qi and blood pills are enough for Yang Chen to cultivate for more than three months.


    As long as you eat one after boxing every day, Yang Chen''s strength will increase. Although the speed is slow, it is still effective.


    This inferior Qi blood pill is cheap. At the same time, it also has a lot of side effects. It is one-third of the poison. Yang Chen naturally knows this.


    However, now he urgently needs strength, because in a period of time, it will be the day of trial for external disciples.


    If he is eliminated during the trial, Yang Chen will be directly demoted from the current external disciple to a factotum disciple.


    In fact, for Yang Chen, becoming a factotum disciple is nothing great.


    However, he has his own insistence, that is, he is not alone in his eyes.


    With him, and his sister.


    Yang Chen''s sister Yang Ling is only seven years old. She is a very lovely little Lori. Now Yang Chen, as an external disciple, receives money from the sect every month, which can at least ensure that their brother and sister have no problems in their lives.


    But if Yang Chen is demoted to a factotum disciple in the trial of external disciples not far away, it''s hard to say.


    His status has plummeted. Maybe Yang Chen can''t even support himself at that time, let alone take care of his sister.


    Therefore, under the circumstances of necessity, Yang Chen also urgently needs strength. As long as he can survive the subsequent trial of external disciples, Yang Chen will not regret whatever price he pays.


    Even because of the bad consequences caused by swallowing these inferior Qi and blood pills.


    The medicine power of Qi blood pill flows into the meridians as Yang Chen swallows it. Yang Chen feels that his strength has increased a little. If it goes on like this, I believe he will have more opportunities not to be eliminated in the external trial soon.


    Thinking of this, Yang Chen''s expression was finally relaxed and forced a smile to walk towards the house.


    At this time, Xiao Yang Ling had prepared dinner and was waiting for Yang Chen to have dinner.


    The two brothers and sisters of the Yang family are eating Kung Fu. They don''t know, a person who is about to change their life.


    At this moment, they have come to the gate of their yard.