Royal family!


    The emperor of Qin Hai was ecstatic. Looking at his young grandson, Qin Sihai trembled with excitement.


    Ye QingHan looked at Qin Sihai''s firmness in his eyes. His face was full of tears, but he still stood up. He couldn''t help but nod with a touch of approval, took him out of the field, waved to alleviate his pain and erase his injury.


    Soon, with the first, there will be the second!


    The second person who stood up was a young son of Shenzong. He looked twelve or thirteen years old. His eyebrows were full of noble righteousness, as if he were an adult, very mature, sweating and painful.


    The third is a poor man.


    Fourth, he is still a poor child.


    The fifth one who stood up was a rich boy.


    The sixth is the royal family.


    The seventh asked the Shenzong disciple.


    Although the remaining four people were still struggling, they ran out of time and still didn''t stand up. Their faces were full of gloom and despair.


    Ye QingHan is about to erase the memory of the four eliminated people. He sees a child in shabby clothes kneeling respectfully in front of Ye QingHan and saying, "The Supreme God, please accept the grass people. I would like to be a slave all my life. My failure to stand up does not mean that my will is not enough, but that my strength is too weak! I would like to use my life to prove that I am not weaker than others! Beg the God to give the grass people a chance!"


    "Shut up! Will the supreme god lack a servant like you?" Liu asked God and scolded coldly.


    The shabby child didn''t say a word, but knelt respectfully with his head against the ground and refused to look up and leave.


    The other three children did not dare to disobey Liu Wenshen''s will, and did not dare to ask ye QingHan to accept and cultivate them. Only that child dared to kneel there.


    Ye QingHan looked at the little guy curiously and asked, "what''s your name?"


    "Return to the Supreme God, my name is mo Jingtian!" the young son said respectfully.


    Ha ha ha


    Ye QingHan suddenly laughed. The tears of laughter were falling out. His eyes stared at the young son. His face suddenly became cold and said, "raise your head and let me see you."


    Mo Jingtian raised his head and his eyes were full of determination. He could not become a disciple of God today, so he died here.


    "Mo Jingtian, who gave you your name?" ye QingHan stared at him and asked coldly.


    Mo Jingtian said respectfully, "I have no parents since I was young. I started it myself. Mo Jingtian wants to remind myself that it''s better to fear myself than to fear heaven, because heaven won''t give me food. I can only rely on myself when I''m hungry."


    "Presumptuous! How dare you!" at this time, even the emperor Qinhai was angry and waved to erase Mo Jingtian.


    Hum!


    Ye Qingleng snorted. Han mang swept the emperor of Qin Hai and Liu asked God. They couldn''t even move.


    "If I accept you as a disciple, will you respect me?" ye QingHan asked faintly.


    "Yes! If you give me strength and teach me to be an adult, I will respect you." Mo Jingtian replied respectfully.


    Ye QingHan smiled calmly. He had met this kind of child for the first time. He was different from Lin Wutian. He was a big difference in talent and will, but his thought was somewhat unique.


    WOW————————


    Ye QingHan waved his hand to arrange the illusion and sent the previous seven winners and Mo Jingtian into the illusion to let them feel despair and see how they would behave in despair.


    Loyalty is actually a compulsory item for the royal family and ask Shenzong. They have also taught them loyalty alone. Among them, the response of the four winners of the royal family and ask Shenzong is not particularly good, but at least they did not disappoint ye QingHan.


    The reaction of that rich child is somewhat different from that of the other two poor children. One poor child is grateful and chooses to guard, while the other is resentful and gives up his teammates, even killing his teammates. The last rich child chooses to escape and abandon his teammates.


    Mo Jingtian, as he said, respects ye QingHan. He is willing to protect him with death, but he can''t integrate into others. He doesn''t respect or love anyone except ye QingHan.


    Hey


    Ye QingHan sighed, erased the memory of those losers and sent them all to the foot of the mountain.


    Even with Mo Jingtian, only six people have passed the pass. They can be regarded as registered disciples.


    However, ye QingHan looked forward to Mo Jingtian more and took special care of him. Mo Jingtian looked in his eyes and was naturally grateful in his heart. However, he still couldn''t integrate into those disciples of the same generation, and even had some hatred.


    Ye QingHan didn''t teach much. Some things need running in and cooperation before they know the importance of each other.


    Crazy Pope is like that. He can hand over his life to his teammates to guard. He doesn''t have to worry at all. He doesn''t expect these six people to be like crazy Pope, but at least don''t betray his teammates.


    Baili aloes provides resources for six people. Ye QingHan created some skills by himself, which changed the hand of picking stars beyond recognition, and formed another palm technique, the twelve forms of cutting the sky and the great saint level. Each one is combined with a layer of mental skill. After practicing to the eleventh layer, you can achieve the so-called God, that is, the little Saint realm.


    In addition to Mo Jingtian, other people have the same talent and will. Although Mo Jingtian''s talent is poor, he has a melon seed soul in the cerebellum. He is calm and calm. He is a bit like yanyunbei, but in his bones, he is a little like Gu Qingyu. Strictly speaking, he is a schizophrenic and very serious.


    Ye QingHan cultivated Mo Jingtian as the second Lin Wutian, but he didn''t deliberately follow his heart, hoping that he could feel the trust and love and the massiness of being a teacher.


    Mo Jingtian regards ye QingHan as a God, but with the passage of time, he gradually feels the closeness and feelings. He is very smart. He can see that ye QingHan is only training and compulsory education for others, but he is different from himself.


    The cold and calm heart gradually melted.


    For a whole hundred years, ye QingHan wasted a hundred years, but he didn''t regret it, because he saw Mo Jingtian''s progress and persistence, and there was a trace of Lin Wutian''s shadow. Sometimes he looked at Mo Jingtian''s cultivation, as if that trace coincided with Lin Wutian.


    Mo Jingtian is hard enough. Others practice half the time a day, but he even makes use of his sleeping time. In addition, ye QingHan occasionally opens a small stove. He is a higher level than the other five people.


    On the seventh level, he completed the seven forms.


    On this day, ye QingHan looked at Mo Jingtian, who was still practicing hard, summoned him to his body and said faintly, "old six, what do you think of your state of mind after a hundred years?"


    "Thank you for taking care of me for a hundred years. I feel relaxed and see a different world. I was a little xenophobic and excluded other senior brothers, but I know my mistake." Mo Jingtian knelt respectfully in front of Ye QingHan and said firmly.


    "It''s very important that you can correct your mistakes. The reason I didn''t remind you is that I hope you can find out the problems and get rid of them. However, you didn''t disappoint me. You have a long way to go from Xiaosheng to the realm of world leader. Resources can help you grow, but it can only help you reach the level of world leader. The next road depends on you." Ye QingHan said happily.


    As a great saint, ye QingHan is very simple to teach several world masters. Moreover, there are hundreds of miles of aloes to provide countless holy medicines of various levels.


    "Remember, if you want to be respected at the same level, the flesh, soul, combat skills and calm heart are indispensable. I don''t doubt your Tao heart, but don''t pull down the combat skills and flesh. When you wait until the golden age, you will see that there are days outside the sky and people outside the people. The real supreme can even kill you second." ye QingHan got up and looked at the sky, Turning his back to Mo Jingtian, he said in a deep voice, "from today on, you will receive the task. You are alone. Don''t underestimate the enemy."


    "I''ll obey your orders." Mo Jingtian was a little excited. He practiced hard for more than a hundred years and finally had the opportunity to go out and practice.


    Wow


    Ye QingHan waved and took out a line of list. The names and positions of about ten people were clearly written.


    "Go and kill all the 14 people. Their accomplishments are at the level of the Lord of the world. The highest accomplishments are at the level of the Lord of the world. Your accomplishments are at the level of the Lord of the world. There is still some gap, but you can erase it in front of absolute skills." ye QingHan said in a deep voice.


    These 14 people are all dedicated to fighting against the Qin Hai emperor. They don''t know where they came from. Their moves are also very strange. They are a little unlike the product of this civilization. However, ye QingHan can''t think of anyone who can make these people except the holy chess statue.


    "Disciple, take orders!" Mo Jingtian took the list and respectfully withdrew.