After the Dingtian School gradually got on track, Ye Shuo devoted all his energy to mobilizing neighbors and villagers, but the results were not very satisfactory.

On this day, Ye Shuo simply chose an open space at the foot of the mountain and built a platform to gather all the villagers from all over the countryside.

Not only were the elders of various families present, but also the children of disciples who had practiced in the Dingtian Mountains in the past. The whole audience was filled with noise.

Faced with these familiar or unfamiliar faces, Ye Shuo began his speech with emotion. But for nearly half an hour, no matter he repeatedly emphasized the importance of cultivation and guaranteed the safety system of the new Dingtian School in all aspects, the parents in the audience still had deep distrust in their eyes.

Even they whispered from time to time, exchanging doubts about themselves. So they were originally more determined. After their children's begging for days, the other part, who had just been shaken, heard the serious rumors spread by others, and thought that all hidden dangers should not be ignored, and they shook their heads one by one.

Not long after, leftover vegetable leaves gradually hit the audience.

"You don't have to say anything more! Even if we tell you about the flowers, we will not send our children to you again!"

"Yes, wait for you to be a parent in the future and think about whether you are willing to send your child to a place of death?"

Ye Shuo did not avoid or dodge, and after letting these emotional parents vent their emotions, the spiritual power on his body shook slightly, sweeping away the vegetable leaves all over his body.

"I understand that everyone is concerned about their children's mood. But please listen to me. If you don't have enough strength on this spiritual continent, there is no foundation for survival. If you don't join the cultivation sect today, you may be able to live longer for the time being, but if there are strong enemies attacking in the future, even if you are just a group of bandits, you can only be slaughtered without the power of a chicken!

Think carefully, should you keep it for a while, or should you look higher and seek a longer-term guarantee for your future?"

After these words, the parents in the audience became even more excited.

"Living for a few more years is always better than dying now!"

"Our ancestors have lived here for generations. When have we ever seen bandits attack? Are you cursing us?"

"If you want me to tell me, you should report to the official and arrest him so as not to harm others again!"

The last sentence aroused a unanimous response from everyone.

Ye Shuo sighed and tried to keep himself calm: "The Emperor of the Evil World is about to come to the world, and the troubled times are coming, and major forces will definitely become more crazy. Anything may happen at that time. What has not appeared before does not mean it will not appear in the future. What has appeared in the past does not mean that it will definitely repeat the same mistakes in the future.

When people are alive, they are always in danger. Escape from danger does not allow us to truly avoid danger, improve our strength, and truly have the ability to face all dangers. This is what we should do!”

"And I believe no parent will not think about their children, so why don't you listen to their children's opinions? Ask them, do they want to practice or be a farmer in the mountains and fields for the rest of their lives?"

"At the same age, everyone should have been equal. But when everyone else is choosing to improve themselves and become stronger, they can only waste their time here.

Maybe they had the highest cultivation qualifications and were no less than those children of aristocratic families, but you chose to waste their talents. In the future, when they went outside, they would never be able to raise their heads. They would be despised by those who could have stepped on their feet and be stabbed by everyone. Is this what you want to see?"

At first, there were a few times in the crowd, "I just need to make the decision on my child's life." But gradually, such discussions became softer. Perhaps these parents finally began to rethink their choices.

"The same people, why can some people live in big towns, living in luxury courtyards, and eating delicacies from mountains and seas? But we can only live in such a small village for generations, and every daily expense is stingy. Even when buying vegetables on the street, the bad-hearted merchants will take the opportunity to add a few more cents? It is because we are not strong enough.

I don’t know why you didn’t choose to practice at the beginning. Is it because of the conditions, or can’t bear the hardships and give up? Reflect on your life over the years, do you feel comfortable? Are you happy? I have been suffering like this for most of your life. Do you just hope that your children will also take this old path in the future?”

"There is indeed not only my Dingtian Sect in China, but except for the Dingtian Sect, no one is willing to accept these disciples who have walked out of the countryside. Why is this? Because our overall weakness has already been fixed in their eyes, they look down on you and also look down on your children. At present, joining the Dingtian Sect is everyone's only choice.

But I can guarantee that if the sects become strong in the future, they can wash away the inherent impression in the eyes of those sects. I don’t mind letting the Dingtian Sect become a transit station for your cultivation. You can change to other sects at any time. However, the strength of the sect requires us to work together. Our dignity needs to be fought for ourselves!”

Amid Ye Shuo's call, more and more parents showed hesitation on their faces. But someone still shouted: "There is no basis for empty words! Since you are now trying to attract students, you must try your best to gild your Dingtian Sect! Now the good and bad are all the only words of yours. How can we believe you?

When the other parents heard it was reasonable, they immediately agreed and shouted that Ye Shuo would "take out evidence."

"I really can't produce reliable evidence now." Ye Shuo smiled faintly, and when his parents were about to protest again, he said slowly: "So let's talk about everything with facts. I will stay here for several months, and the entire development process of the Dingtian School will be completely open and transparent. If you are worried, you can come and visit at any time.

A few months later, I believe that the size of the Dingtian Sect and the overall quality of the disciples will definitely be very different from today. If you are satisfied with the achievements you have achieved then, I hope you can consider my proposal and let your children return to the mountain to practice."

After another discussion, the parents in the audience nodded half-believingly and half-doubtedly: "Then let's believe you once. But don't be too happy too early, we haven't agreed to anything. Everything depends on the results you have taken out then."

At the outermost part of the noisy crowd, a boy of about four or five years old was struggling to tiptoe, wanting to see the focus of people's attention. For a child who had to join in wherever there was fun, what Ye Shuo said just now, although he also heard a rough look, the specific content was completely in vain.

No one performs fighting or performs, why are there so many people watching? The little boy bit his finger and soon lost interest.

But when he thought that when he was home now, his father would be forced to study and learn to read, so he might as well stay here for a while. So he flexibly walked through the crowd, sometimes pulling out a few old men's beards, sometimes tied the shoes of the two neighbors together, having a lot of fun.

While playing casually, the little boy finally heard a few familiar words from Ye Shuo's long speech. This also made him extremely excited.

"Dingtian...Dingtian...Dingtian Mountains are very good. My brother is from Dingtian Mountains. He is so powerful and you won't lose money when you join there!"

This childish childish voice attracted many people's attention, and even Ye Shuo looked over curiously. No matter what, the one who was willing to speak for him at this time was his little ally, and Ye Shuo was still quite grateful.

"Little brother, come here, would you like to stand on the stage and talk to everyone about the Dingtian Mountains you know?" He easily found the child in the crowded crowd, and Ye Shuo squatted down and waved to him affectionately.

The little boy seemed to have a very lively personality. He was not afraid of being in such a scene or was not nervous. He immediately responded loudly and jumped onto the stage.

"My brother..." The little boy started to speak in a slight voice. Although he had been talking for a long time, he was surrounded by his brother, but because the child's appearance was really cute, the onlookers were not bored and listened to him with interest.

Ye Shuo stood beside him and felt a little amused. When the little boy talked about how his brother taught him to practice, Ye Shuo used his soul power to scan him, but this sweep made him widen his eyes.

"Okay, little brother." When the little boy's narration finally came to an end, Ye Shuo touched his head, "I observed that you seem to have a certain foundation in cultivation. Did your brother teach you? Then, what have your brother taught you? Are you willing to perform here for everyone?"

If the child performs well, it is convenient for the onlookers to see how effective the Dingtian Mountains practice is. Not only can he cultivate an excellent disciple, but his family can benefit from him and be outstanding at a young age. In this way, the Dingtian Sect recruits disciples will definitely have a good publicity effect.

The little boy nodded happily and said, "Brother has taught me a lot, but the best I play is a set of boxing skills. My brother also praised me for being good at fighting. Then I will perform... boxing skills!"

Ye Shuo nodded with a smile. The little boy quickly pulled out his posture. Although he still lacked some strength when swinging every punch and every leg, his direction was already very tricky, and he was very skillful at first glance.

Although most of the parents present did not know martial arts, they still had some basic vision. This set of boxing is indeed quite accomplished. If it were an adult to fight, it would be more majestic. That's it. They were initially thinking of watching the children play, and gradually they were attracted by this set of boxing.

As for those disciples who survived the Dingtian Mountains, they were still disdainful of a little boy's utterance at first. They just wanted to see the other party's soft and weak movements, and by the way, they found a few more problems for him to prove that the child was just a child.

But after seeing the scenes, even the most proud disciples put aside their contempt. Many people secretly reflected that even if they performed martial arts in public like this, they might not be able to fight more standard than him.

Moreover, his moves are not only good-looking, but more practical. They have few flaws. Every time they make a move, they will attack the enemy and have to save them. They don’t even have to wait for him to grow up. They just say that when he truly practices this set of boxing, they may not be able to deal with this child themselves.

Ye Shuo also looked at it intently. At first he was just simple joy, thinking that in this way, the prejudice of those parents against the Dingtian Mountains would definitely improve a lot. But as he looked, he felt that this boxing technique seemed very familiar. He must have seen someone perform it in front of him...

But when he was fully focused and wanted to see more things, the little boy's fist path was empty and in his form. He could not understand the essence of boxing, and the artistic conception was completely different after all, and Ye Shuo could not inspire it from it, and it was difficult for him to connect it with the person in his memory.

Until the long fist dance was over, the little boy got cheers. He became a little shy and scratched the back of his head. Suddenly, he bowed like a little, and said in a soft voice: "I hope everyone supports my brother and support the Dingtian Mountains. When I reach the right age, I will sign up to join there."

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, Ye Shuo was about to strike while the iron was hot. One place in the east and the west of the crowd, suddenly a large number of unknown children shouted loudly.

"If Xiaoxing wants to join, we will join too!"

"Yes! Xiaoxing's brother is really amazing!"

"Dad, when I reach the right age, I will take me to register, okay? I want to practice with Xiaoxing!"

These young children who were also brought to watch the fun by their parents and had no concern for the development of the Dingtian Sect, but after the little boy made a statement, although he didn't understand the meaning of entering the sect at all, they all pestered their parents to request registration.

I was so obsessed with my own children, not to mention that the little boy's boxing skills were indeed amazing to them, and the parents finally agreed vaguely.

As the wind changed, the young disciples who did not dare to speak at first took the opportunity to persuade their parents. Looking at the pitiful eyes of the children, then looking at the children who were allowed to cheer on the other side, they looked at each other a few times and nodded helplessly.

At this time, Ye Shuo was the happiest person in the audience. He never expected that things would go so smoothly. The parents were still saying that they had to consider it and decided after seeing the results. Now it seems that considering that level is saved.

But he was excited and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He tried his best to talk, preach the facts and reasoned, and even used the standard draft written by Gong Tianying to him, but he couldn't even say a few casual words from a child. It seemed that this child was still like a child king in the village.

However, from this point, Ye Shuo also saw the importance of being the example. At this time, he was already thinking secretly that in the future, Dingtian Sect officially began to teach, and it was necessary to cultivate several disciples who could stand alone as soon as possible. They first had a golden sign for the sect, and would also be the best spokesperson when recruiting disciples in the future.

"Little brother, can you tell me who your brother is?" This is also the most curious question Ye Shuo's question.

If his brother is really so outstanding, there is no reason not to know him. But among the remaining disciples in the Dingtian Mountains now... it seems that there is no one who can match the number?

Xiaoxing flashed his innocent big eyes and mentioned his brother that he always made him excited: "My brother's name is..."

"Xiaoxing, your child is really disobedient. He hasn't finished his homework yet, why did he run out to watch the fun again?" An old man suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, jumped onto the stage in a few steps, pulled Xiaoxing and left: "Didn't your brother also say that you shouldn't just go to places with a lot of people? Come home with me!"

If Xiaoxing was just a child king, and now he was held by his father, he was a perfectly good baby. He was walking honestly, and he could not tell at all that he was full of energy when he was boxing a moment ago.

The two walked out of the crowd and could still hear the praise from the bystanders.

"Brother Luo, you are so lucky. Both sons are so capable!"

The old man was a honest farmer who didn't know how to answer the praises from others. He just heard others praise his son, and he grinned his teethless mouth and started to laugh habitually.

"This surname...and that child's name..." Ye Shuoru on the stage was struck by lightning. Some of the things that he couldn't understand before were slowly connected together... It seemed that he knew who the child was...!

With a flash of figure, Ye Shuo had already appeared in front of Xiaoxing and his son.
Chapter completed!