Immediately, these disciples woke up from the meditation. After hearing the news, they were shocked and stopped their efforts and walked towards Pei Ziqing's jade pedestal.

But now, a small group, large or small, has been formed with a few people as the center.

They each walked towards Pei Ziqing either fast or slow, one in front and one behind.

Pei Ziqing raised his eyes and looked at these young children, and smiled, with a kind of tranquility as clear as bright as bright. From the spiritual eyes, we can see that these young people are full of vitality and vigor.

Some are panicked, some are calm, some are natural, and some are free, but no matter what, these are future disciples and can be regarded as their own people.

For these future Taoists, there is naturally no need to be stingy with their own care.

"These are all the seeds of the future!" Pei Ziqing has a deep sense of patience and patience for the children within the sect.

As long as he doesn't touch his bottom line, even if he is naughty, playful, or has some things in his heart, these are tolerant.

Perhaps they all have their own purposes, but with his current mind and pattern, can't these be accommodated?

Even if there is any special purpose, we have to unite under the banner that regards him as the banner.

After everyone arrived, they sat on the cushion. At this time, a disciple first bowed his hand and then asked carefully, "Teacher, what rules did this competition follow and how should the competition be held?"

Pei Ziqing looked deep in his eyes, then slowly said, "First point, that is, when attacking, you cannot aim at the deadly positions such as Dantian and eyebrows, nor can you let your opponent suffer casualties or disability. If you violate this, your fellow disciples will be killed without mercy."

"Teacher, swords have no eyes. If you accidentally can't stop your hand during the battle, and use more strength to hurt your fellow disciples, what should you do?" Another disciple raised his hand and asked. This was a female disciple. Her eyes looked at Pei Ziqing, dodging, a little uneasy.

It seems to be listening very carefully.

"You don't have to worry too much about these things. I will protect you in the future. And you must use a wooden sword when fighting the sword." He said gently.

In fact, this is necessary. Practicing Taoism is not raising Gu.

Every Taoist can be regarded as an elite, and receives elite education. Not only is it cultivated from equal amounts of gold, but it is almost the same. If it causes disability at will, how can the sect replenish new blood?

This is not a battle with the outside world, but an internal competition among the sect. If you see blood while fighting the sword and cause disability, then there is no friendship between you in the same family.

To select strong men by relying on real swords and guns to choose the powerful men is a method of raising Gu, not what Taoist sects need to do - these strong men only have relatively strong abilities in fighting and fighting, and other factors must be considered in practicing Taoism. Moreover, these people only believe in power at that time, so they will not be loyal to the sect.

"Next, there will be rewards for the competition. Those who get the first place can go to Qingxuan Cave for one day and get one Yuanqi Pill. They can freely choose the next technique, and there are extra magical magic spells to choose. The second place has only Yuanqi Pill, Qingxuan Cave and a chance to choose magical powers. The third place is Yuanqi Pill and magical magic spells."

Hearing that the reward was so generous, the disciples under him began to discuss carefully, discussing which magical magic they would choose at that time.

"Xiahou, I think the Fire Technique is good, what do you think?"

"No, no, no, earth overcomes fire. Among the five elements, water is the best. The Taoist scripture says that the highest good is like water, and the Tao is like water. Why don't you choose water archery?" He shook his finger and expressed his opinion.

"I think you all said it wrong. You should choose the wooden vine technique. Don't you think the whip dances. The sound is very sensible. Would it be very interesting if it hits people?" A female disciple joined their conversation. Her little face was red and flashed with excitement. She seemed to have awakened some strange interest and looked eager to try.

The two male disciples shrank and looked at each other, and moved to the side at the same time, changing the topic.

The other disciples also began their own discussions. In just a short while, the topic unfolded, like a vegetable market.

But they were stared fiercely by Pei Ziqing and did not dare to speak anymore.

To be honest, Pei Ziqing was a little disappointed. To put it bluntly, the nature of magical powers is to control various energies, such as earth, fire, wind, water, light, and darkness. No matter which energy you master, you can automatically understand it as soon as the realm reaches.

In fact, among this reward, the choice of martial arts is the most precious, and the martial arts scriptures are the foundation of a sect.

This is like the most sophisticated technology of a country, and it is absolutely not allowed to be known by outsiders. For this primitive world, these current martial arts scriptures are equivalent to the advanced technology that has been around for hundreds of years, and have the advantage of crushing.

Once you master the channels for power to rise, you can master everything.

Besides, the martial arts scriptures were obtained by our ancestors after countless hardships and tribulations. They included the transformation of laws, energy and matter, and were an extremely huge system.

The classics that were spread from the outside world could only be practiced to the realm of foundation-building condensation. As for the classics of the later realm, they needed to deduce them or make contributions by themselves.

However, it will take hundreds of years and thousands of years unless he has a magical weapon.

By then, Pei Zi unified the world early in the morning and there was no need to hide it.

The law cannot be passed on lightly. People always have this mentality, and don’t cherish what is easy to obtain. A wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a steal. Although the words are vulgar, they also reveal some truths.

Only after a lot of hardships will he feel that what he gets through this process needs to be cherished.

At this time, he saw some disciples thinking, with a crystal light flashing in his eyes, and then he felt relieved.

Three days later, Aokimiya.

Some disciples were bustling with each other, and some were still fighting, and they didn't seem to realize the importance of this game.

However, this is only a small number. Some disciples already understand it a little. Perhaps it can be described as poor children as being the first to be a family. Some children from the Xia tribe are silently preparing.

There are also some elite disciples sent by tribes who have received guidance from adults and understand that this is an opportunity to improve themselves.

Zhang Yan can be said to be as gentle as jade. He was only eleven or twelve years old and had a calm temperament. He was wearing a sachet around his waist. The material of the clothes was slightly higher, but not conspicuous. Everything made him look a little outstanding among these disciples.

A group of people surrounded him, all from their tribe. They came to a strange place. Out of distrust of the unfamiliar environment, the group tour can be said to be an instinct, which can protect themselves more.

Zhang Yan looked around and whispered, "This time we must seize this opportunity to give us a good impression in front of the teacher. This time I begged my father to help me get this."

He glanced around him, and then quietly took out a grinded stone from his sleeve. An ancient red rune was imprinted on it, and there was an inexplicable flow of energy.
Chapter completed!