However, the children in their family are very sensible in the eyes of the villagers. Although they are poor, they are all ambitious and the whole family is very capable. The reason why they are so poor is that they have too many children.

It is said that half-best boys are poor, and their family has seven kids, and it is normal for them to be poorer if they are even poorer.

The team was tested very quickly, and no one was qualified again. Some children didn't care; some older and more sensible children felt crying because of loss, some were silent, and some were whispering sour words. In short, they had all kinds of reactions.

Ai Lian listened to the disappointed sighs. This was the helpless reaction of her child's unqualified child. Otherwise, what else could it be?

Ailian walked slowly forward with the team until there were only two children in front of them. They were both older than Ailian and were all girls.

The original owner had no contact with the girls in the village. These two girls did not exclude the original owner at the beginning, just because she lived a better life than them.

The girl with single eyelids in front of her walked to the female cultivator. The female cultivator had already faded from the enthusiasm of her two spiritual roots. After looking at the only three people left, she breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had any hope in her heart: "The bone age of ten years, two months and twenty-one days, but."

"Unqualified, go back!" The male monk's words made the girl cry in an instant, covered her face, and ran towards her mother, but was kicked ruthlessly.

The girl in front of Ailian also went through the bone age test nervously and came to the male cultivator. Now, no one else needed to remind her, so she put her hand on the ball.

The ball emitted four-colored light. Although it was not so bright, the four-system spiritual roots were sure of it.

The male monk had no expression this time, but just announced lightly: "The four-system spiritual roots of gold, water, fire and earth are of inferior qualifications, qualified, stand aside."

Ming Qingye just saw the ball emitted four-color light, and was extremely happy, but after hearing that the qualification was inferior, his smile disappeared instantly. However, he thought again, no matter what, she was counted as entering the immortal gate, right? In the future, she could wear such beautiful clothes like the pair of immortals in front of her, and she could fly around in the sky with a flying sword, and marry a man as beautiful as the immortal in front of her. It would be so beautiful to think about it.

Just after thinking about this, Ming Qingye's smile appeared again. He stood beside Ming Guoer, and looked at Ai Lian, who was already standing in front of the female cultivator, who was preparing to test his bone age at the end.

That meaning, Ailian interpreted it: "I have entered the Immortal Sect, so stay in the village! What's the use of your parents treating you? Isn't it a village girl?"

Ai Lian ignored her pride and show off, and let the female monk measure her bone age: "Eight years, one month and seven days, but, huh?"

The male monk had already planned to finish the last job, but he was attracted by his junior sister's 'Huh?' and asked, "Junior Sister Li, what's wrong?"

"Senior Brother Zhao, this little girl has already drawn her energy into her body." The female monk's eyes were surprised.

"Turn the qi into the body?" The male monk's eyes became serious and he said to Ai Lian, "Come to my side."

Ai Lian came to him obediently. The male monk reached out to her wrist, took away his fingers after a while, and asked Ai Lian with a calm face: "What's the name of the little girl?"

"My name is Zheng Ailian."

"Do you have a master?"

“Not.”

"Then how could you lure the qi into your body?"

"Xiansen, are you talking about the heat flowing in my body that runs around?"

"Yes."

"I practiced it according to the contents of a animal skin at home. What? Is that called urging qi into the body?"

"Oh? Can you show it to me?"

"OK."

Ailian took out the animal skin from his arms and put it in the hands of the male monk.

After the male monk took it over and looked at it for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment he asked again: "Do you recognize the words?"

"Yes, I learned it from the second grandfather in the village."

"How long have you been looking at this animal skin? Can you understand it?"

"It's about a month! At the beginning, I didn't understand, and asked my second grandfather if I didn't understand the words, and thought about them one by one. I don't know what happened, and that kind of heat flow appeared in my body."

"Come on, put your hand on the ball." The monk's tone was a little anxious.

Ai Lian obediently placed his right hand on the ball, but the ball suddenly burst into an extremely pure purple color, which seemed to be dazzling with lightning and thunder flowers.

Everyone's eyes were filled with purple, and they could not accommodate any other colors.

But suddenly, the ball exploded and fell to the ground, making the monk named Zhao look dirty. Ailian subconsciously withdrew his hand and blocked his arm in front of him, while blocking the shattered and splashed ball fragments.

The arms were broken through the clothes, cut out the wound, and blood flowed out, dyeing the broken sleeves red.

Ai Lian's "screaming scream" woke the male monk up. With a wave of his sleeves, the fragments were swung away. He saw the wound on Ai Lian's arm and secretly blamed himself for his carelessness.

The male monk brushed his right hand across a small bag around his waist, and added a jade bottle in his hand, pouring out a light green pill the size of a soybean from it.

He looked at Ailian and shouted, "Open your mouth."

Ailian is so smart! He immediately understood the meaning and opened his mouth.

The monk flicked his fingers and the pill was flicked into Ai Lian's mouth.

The elixir melts in the mouth, and the cool breath spreads down the throat and spreads through the internal organs to the whole body. The wounds on the body have completely healed in an instant.

This pill is really amazing!

Ailian can also refine elixirs, but to be honest, the healing pill she has refined is not as good as the one she swallowed. It’s not that her technique is not good, but that the quality of the pill recipe is not as good as others.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ai Lian was healing his wounds, the male monk corrected the secret words and said something.

The villagers in Mingjia Village were all in a panic at this time. Some said that Ailian caused trouble and destroyed the magic weapon of the immortals; some said that Ailian offended the immortals at this moment. Not only did he have no hope of entering the immortals, but he would also be punished by the immortals...

Li Zheng and the old patriarch had more knowledge than others, and they naturally saw the extraordinary love.

If the immortal blames him, he will not give him a good elixir. This also means that at least the immortal does not blame Jing Ailian.

Ming Guoer and his group, standing not far away, looked at Ailian at this time with different eyes.

Ming Qingye is chaotic; Ming Shuihan is worried; Ming Shuiye is ignorant; Ming Guoer is jealous.
Chapter completed!