"Come one by one!" Xuan Ming shouted, "Line up and don't make trouble!"

All warriors lined up consciously, for fear of giving Xuan Ming a bad impression and missing out on such a good opportunity.

In this way, it took a full three days to select the best among the best, and selected a full 20,000 warriors.

At the same time, the news of the recruitment of warriors was also released.

Qin Ming said that the more the better, of course he must strictly follow Qin Ming's request.

Now it is only the first batch, there are still many warriors who have not rushed over yet, and there are also many warriors who have not received the news of Qin Ming recruiting warriors at all.

Xuan Ming didn't intend to take all of the 20,000 fighters, but secretly observed their character.

After training, those unqualified fighters will be eliminated, so that they can truly select the best from the best.

Of course, during the training process, the perfect pills will be distributed every day, and even the warriors who do not pass in the end will get some perfect pills for nothing.

There are warriors of all levels, the most numerous are Martial Venerables, followed by Martial Saints, and a small number of Martial Emperors.

As for the martial artists under the Martial Emperor, Xuan Ming didn't accept them at all. Unless the martial artists under the Martial Emperor are extremely talented, it is better to choose the children of ordinary people to train them.

With Qin Ming's financial resources, starting from scratch, it will take a few years to train a warrior who doesn't know anything to become a Martial Emperor.

...

Soon three years passed by like this.

In the underground palace, in the alchemy room, Qin Ming sat cross-legged on a futon, and four disciples of the Martial God Sect were hurrying to pick up the pills on the ground.

Qin Ming refined too many elixirs, and he didn't have time to put them into jade bottles, so he let them drop to the ground for special disciples to pick them up.

"It's finally good!"

Qin Ming sighed. I touched my forehead, it was smooth here, and the vertical eyes are closed now, from the outside, there is nothing unusual.

It has been three years since the last alchemy before this eye recovered.

Moreover, to Qin Ming's feeling, it seems to have hurt the foundation. Although it is no longer affected by using it now, it is difficult to evolve.

If you continue to refine the magic pill, it may completely lose the possibility of the eyes growing.

"I don't know how to fix it."

He has never been gifted with supernatural powers like him, and he has never heard of anyone who is gifted with supernatural powers and will be injured, which he cannot heal.

"The Sky Eye is affected by my strength. If I advance in martial arts, the Sky Eye may also benefit from it. Maybe if I become the most powerful martial saint, its injuries will heal naturally."

Of course, this is just Qin Ming's guess. He still doesn't know much about Tianyan.

"Elder, everything has been packed!" A disciple said, holding a space ring and handing it to Qin Ming respectfully.

After receiving the interspatial ring, his mental power sank into it, and Qin Ming nodded when he saw the ring full of pills.

In the past three years, he has been refining alchemy, forcibly refining all the acquired spiritual plants from ordinary warriors into pills.

The spiritual plants in the secret realm have already been harvested, and now the spiritual fields are all barren, and it may take tens of thousands of years before it can be restored to its original state.

According to Xuanming's report last time, he has already trained sixty-six elite warriors, and he also wants to have more elite warriors.

It's a pity that elite warriors can only be piled up with resources. There are not many warriors among idle warriors, and even fewer elite warriors.

Even among the elite warriors, Qin Ming didn't dare to fully trust those who were not firm in their will.

So after picking several times, I always got sixty-six trusted elite warriors.