Except for the Qianyun Dian Book, the Qianyun Sect has never been so lively.

In addition to Elder Ming Zong, the eleven elders in the sect who had disciples set up examination rooms on the peaks where they taught, and fairly selected the disciples who went to the Desperate Heart Village for the banquet.

The sect master had already informed the elders that the content of the competition that Ge Wuru had asked for was cultivation, but disciples over the age of forty were not allowed to participate in the competition. Therefore, the examination room set by the elders is actually to select young disciples who have the highest cultivation and are the most capable of fighting.

I don't know if this examination room is not placed, and I am shocked when I swing, because the Qianyun Sect has never participated in the battle on the cloud sleeve, so there are quite few people among the disciples who can fight. Most of the disciples practice health-preserving exercises that prolong life, not only are their cultivation low, but their attack methods are also poor.

Health care exercises are also called lazy exercises, and its principle is to weave a small wheel with blades with qi in the dantian, and then use special exercises to make this small wheel run and promote the qi in the meridians to run again and again.

Recite the mantra once, you can make the wheel rotate for half a month, and after half a month, the wheel stops, and you can recite the mantra again. When the chakra is turning, the cultivation is carried out automatically, and what the practitioner wants to do does not matter.

However, the cultivation speed of this kind of exercise is very slow, and it is completely dependent on the accumulation of time little by little. No, all the disciples in the examination room who practiced this kind of exercise, all of them under the age of twenty were in the Qi Realm of the Imperial Qi Realm, and those in the Qi Condensing Realm were close to forty years old, and the only Qi Hua Realm would not be able to attack anything other than the Booming Qi Wave.

The first to pick out the disciples was Elder Ming Sijiu. She has been taking care of Wentian Pavilion for many years, and has the least number of disciples, a total of thirty-five people.

In the examination room paved with stone obedience exercises, a dark brown flame of light rolled forward like a wheel. Where the flame wheel passed, the stone bricks cracked one after another, and the continuous clicking sound frightened the disciple opposite his face pale, and his body couldn't help but retreat.

Seeing that he had retreated to the side of the examination room, the disciple finally mustered up the courage to break the cauldron and shouted to urge Guanghua to step forward.

"Hah...... Ah......h

"Senior brother is amazing, I can't compare...... Oops!" the disciple got up, straightened up, and before he could say a few words, an unopened long knife landed on his head, instantly knocking him to the ground.

He was suddenly dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and he finally looked back to his senses, but found that the long knife that hit him was his own weapon, and he thought that he was shocked when he received the move just now.

The disciple hurriedly picked up his weapon, rubbed his head and hid in the crowd, causing a burst of laughter.

Elder Ming Sijiu jumped into the air, flew to the center of the examination room, and floated down in a circle. The slender jade fingers wiped the pendant on the neck, slightly opened the right placket, and the snow-white fragrant shoulders loomed.

She threw a wink at the bottom of the examination room, raised her slender arm and put it on the shoulder of the victorious disciple, opened her lips and shouted, "Guan Conghui is victorious, I will take him to the banquet this time." ”

While announcing, Ming Sijiu looked at Guan Conghui with a smile, and slowly leaned in and blew on his face.

Smelling the aroma of Rulan, Guan Conghui's heart couldn't help but beat faster, his eyes were firmly fixed on the stone bricks on the soles of his feet, trying to suppress his chaotic thoughts.

"Master is here again, oh my God!" Guan Conghui kept chanting silently, "Calm your mind, calm your mind, think more about the master's age, calm your mind, calm your mind." ”

Among the elders, Elder Ming Chengxi has the most disciples, and the cultivation of the disciples is also the most miscellaneous. At this moment, there were four or five hundred people densely surrounded by the examination room set up by Elder Ming Chengxi, all of whom were his disciples.

"What are you two going to compare?" Elder Ming Chengxi saw the two disciples of the Qi Realm and pushed a ball of qi around like a leather ball, slamming the table into flames.

Elder Ming Chengxi set up a half-zhang high stand on the edge of the examination room, and also placed tables and chairs on the stand, and then sat on it himself to watch the disciples compete.

"Master, don't be angry, please use tea. It was a middle-aged man who was holding a copper kettle with a spout that was belching white gas.

Elder Ming Chengxi glanced at him and sighed. This is his great apprentice, the earliest apprentice, the highest cultivation, has long passed the threshold of the Qi Yao Realm.

But this time, Ge ruthlessly set a requirement that the disciples he brought must be under the age of forty, and his eldest apprentice was already over half a hundred years old, and no matter how high his cultivation was, he had no chance.

Soon two more disciples came up.

The two disciples stood at both ends of the examination room, and after bowing their hands, they began to exercise their qi and urge their qi. The two of them chanted words, and their hands kept gesturing in the air.

The disciple on the left moved faster, and as soon as he grabbed the ground with his palm, a stone brick quickly floated up and smashed into the opposite side with his movements. The disciple on the right did not show weakness, his footsteps moved sideways to dodge the flying stone bricks, and then he also grabbed the stone bricks from the ground and smashed them at the other party.

The disciple on the left saw the stone bricks flying, hurriedly dodged, and then continued to throw the stone bricks back.

After looking at it for a while, Elder Ming Chengxi covered his eyes, shook his head and sighed. He can see that these two disciples are practicing the "Twenty-Eight Methods of Stone Obedience", and the two have no other skills, so they can only throw stone bricks around like snowball fights.

"Hey, how can there be so many useless people, where did they all come from?" Elder Ming Chengxi waved his hand to drive the two disciples off the examination room, rubbing his temples and sighing.

The big apprentice next to him picked up the copper kettle from the small charcoal stove, added some hot water to the cup, and replied, "Master, every disciple here is personally collected by you." ”

"Me?" Elder Ming Chengxi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and denied it, "It's definitely not me, I accept people who are all carefully selected." You see, here are a few of them that I know. ”

Finger pointed at the four or five hundred people below, Ming Chengxi only felt that his head hurt, so many people, two by two, slowly compared, when to compare.

As if he saw the master's difficulties, the big apprentice opened his mouth and suggested: "Master, this short one is tall among them, so it's better to choose according to the realm." The ones in the Imperial Qi Realm will be removed first, and if there are still many people, the disciples of the Condensing Qi Realm will be removed. ”

Ming Chengxi slapped the table: "Reasonable! Listen, all the people in the Imperial Qi Realm will go back!"

Compared to the other elders' peaks, Elder Mingzhong's Fangcao Peak was so quiet.

In the Fangcao Building, Master Ming Zong was sipping tea slowly, his eyes sweeping over the apprentices on the table who were practicing drawing spells.

At this moment there was a thick stack of white paper, at least two feet high, on each piece of paper, with the same spell pattern painted on each sheet. There was also white paper scattered all around the table, also painted with spell patterns, which were scattered by the wind.

Turn left, go down to the right, go straight up, finish, Zheng Qiu picked up the pen, drew the whole spell pattern of the sword blocking figurines on the paper, and then raised his head and glanced at the other side of the table.

"Not fast enough, there's a flaw in the end of the spell brush. Master Mingzong replied lightly and motioned for Zheng Qiu to continue practicing.

Brushing and brushing, Zheng Qiu buried his head, and the sound of the tip of the pen scratching the paper sounded on the table again.