Jiang Yao was even happier when he heard that there were still resources hidden.

That's it!

But soon, he thought of another critical issue: aptitude.

He heard that martial artists all have the aptitude to practice martial arts, and there are not many people with this aptitude. If he doesn't have the aptitude, then even if his father teaches him and has resources, he can't practice martial arts.

"Dad, my aptitude..." Jiang Yao asked with some concern.

Deng Jiu smiled and said, "Most children of martial artists are born with aptitude. Although Dad doesn't have a magic weapon to test aptitude, you are my son Deng Jiu, so your aptitude is certainly not too bad."

In fact, although he didn't know what level Jiang Yao's aptitude was, he knew that Jiang Yao must have the aptitude to practice martial arts.

Because Jiang Yao is a medicine spirit body.

According to the soul master, the most powerful thing about the medicine spirit body is that it has a natural understanding of the medicine way. Whether it is various medicinal materials, elixirs, poisons, or magic potions, they can learn them once and master them in a short time, and they can also create their own medicine ways. Even the ability to find medicinal materials is extremely powerful.

The medicine spirit body may not have excellent martial arts aptitude, but it can definitely practice martial arts.

Although the medicine spirit body has amazing comprehension in medicine, no one who knows the existence of the medicine spirit body envies the medicine spirit body.

First, the medicine spirit body is too dangerous as the medicine lead of the best treasure pill.

Second, even if the medicine spirit body loses the value of the medicine lead and can successfully grow into a master of medicine, if its own strength is not strong enough, it can only rely on a certain force, or even be controlled and difficult to be free.

Therefore, in Shenzhou, the importance of military force always ranks first. As long as there is military force, everything else can be snatched, including talents.

Jiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "Dad, which is more important, personal cultivation or soldiers?"

He just heard his father mention the military force owned by the warlords at all levels, and he was a little confused about whether military force is more important or personal force is more important.

Deng Jiu replied: "It's hard to say. For most people, of course, cultivation is more important, because they don't have the opportunity to control the military power. But for those who control the military power, of course, military power is more important."

"However, what Dad said is not entirely right. If your cultivation is not enough, even if you are given military power, it will be difficult for the warriors to obey your orders. Therefore, cultivation is the guarantee of military power. If your personal military power is not strong, don't expect to have soldiers to fight for you. Personal military power is the most important foundation."

"But in a word, no matter how strong your cultivation is, so strong that you can move mountains and fill the sea, if you are alone, you can't compete with a strong vassal. Once the army is launched, it is not difficult to wipe you out."

"So the strongest person in the world is the one with the highest cultivation and a million soldiers! Personal cultivation is of course the most important, but personal cultivation alone is far from enough, and you must have power in your hands."

When Deng Jiu said this, his eyes lit up, full of yearning.

Jiang Yao immediately understood that this father was also an ambitious person.

"Let's go! Let's talk about it when we get back." Deng Jiu stood up.

Jiang Yao followed his father step by step back to the simple courtyard in the village. Jiang's mother was washing clothes by the wheel well, and she was washing her underwear.

Jiang Yao felt a little distressed and a little embarrassed.

He was already seventeen years old, and he had to wash his underwear himself. The boy already had privacy, and even if she was his mother, it would be bad for her to keep doing this for him.

Jiang's mother bent down and lowered the bucket to the well mouth. With a click, the wooden bucket broke the ice in the well. Jiang's mother shook the wheel with some effort and lifted up a large bucket of well water. The ice in the wooden bucket collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant tinkling sound.

Jiang's mother exhaled white mist in the cold wind, touched her hair, squatted down again, and rubbed Jiang Yao's calf-nose pants with a grunt.

It was so cold that her hands were frozen red.

Jiang Yao's nose felt sour, "Mom, don't wash it. Let me do it!"

Jiang's mother smiled and said, "How can that be? My son is a man and can't wash clothes. When you and Meimei get married, I won't wash for you anymore."

After that, she raised the laundry stick and beat the clothes.

Deng Jiu sighed, "His mother, don't wash it yet. I'll tell you something."

"What's it?" Jiang's mother raised her handsome face and tucked her drooping hair behind her ears.

Deng Jiu squatted down, "His mother, don't blame me, I told Yao'er all those things. I think it's better not to die so cowardly, at worst the whole family will die together. I can be a serf and hide for the rest of my life, but we can't let Yao'er be a serf forever."

Jiang's mother looked at Deng Jiu in a daze, tears slowly overflowing from her beautiful big eyes, "His father, you finally figured it out, that's good, it's good."

After saying that, she continued to beat the clothes with her head down, but after a few beats, she suddenly threw the clothes beater to the ground and stood up suddenly.

At this moment, her momentum also changed.

She became energetic and radiant, with an indescribable heroic spirit, and there was no trace of a serf woman at all.

"Yao'er, from today on, we will teach you martial arts! My son, Wei Rong, would rather die than be a serf!"

Oh my God.

Jiang Yao was shocked again, it was really my God.

Jiang Cai, the elder sister who was making lunch, heard the noise and came out. She looked at Jiang Yao and smiled with tears in her eyes, "Xiao Yao, you can finally practice martial arts!"