One of these was that Ling Xiaoye had never formally taught these disciples at all, nor did he have the experience of teaching students.

Second, the Qinglan Sect has already declined, and it can't retain geniuses, and the rest are either old and frail, or their qualifications are poor, and the comprehensive quality of the disciples is not as good as those major sects.

Third, the current state of Qinglanmen is half-dead, no one cares about cultivation, no one cares about the sect, just a day is a day.

Fourth, in addition to Ling Xiaoye, Qinglanmen now has only three or four masters of the Illusory God Realm, and there is no extra manpower to teach the disciples.

To sum up, the disciples of Qinglanmen are like a group of docile sheep, maybe one day, a wolf will come and they will be able to eat them all.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoye let out a long sigh, and then said loudly:

"Stop, all of you!"

The disciples who were cultivating on the twisted power grass all stopped after hearing Ling Xiaoye's voice.

"After a day of cultivation, you can only walk so many steps?"

Ling Xiaoye asked rhetorically, now he was not in a happy mood, so the smile on his face had long disappeared without a trace.

In the face of Ling Xiaoye's questioning, some disciples whispered, "Master, we really can only walk a few steps!"

"That's right, master, this place is really weird, one more step, at least it takes a little more effort, it's very hard. ”

"What kind of cultivation is this?"

......

All kinds of voices clearly converged into Ling Xiaoye's ears, and he raised his right hand and said, "Enough!"

"Your kind of progress, so that I, the head, can't see any hope at all. If there is another group of enemies who are similar to those people in the Han Mansion, how will you deal with them?"

"This ......"

"But, sir, we ......"

The disciples of Qinglan Sect originally wanted to refute it, but Ling Xiaoye directly poked at the pain points of these people, leaving them speechless.

"Not much to say, from now on, the disciples below the Pulse Seal Mirror will aim to take five steps today. ”

"Disciple of the Soul Sea Realm, today's goal is to take twenty steps. ”

"Disciple of the Wheel of Life Realm, today's goal is to take sixty steps. ”

"If any of you can't do it, then there is nothing to eat today!"

"Do you understand?"

"Got it......"

The voices of the disciples replied sparsely.

This made Ling Xiaoye very dissatisfied, and asked loudly again, "Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

This time, the answer was much louder than the previous one.

"Start cultivating!"

At the sound of an order, those disciples who had stopped began to grit their teeth and continue to walk with difficulty on this grassland of twisted power.

Time passed little by little, but the disciples of Qinglan Sect did not make good progress.

Some disciples, walking two steps, were directly pulled to the ground by the strong suction, and could only move back slowly on their stomachs.

Some disciples, after taking a few steps, staggered, and then stopped in place.

There are also disciples who have stiff bodies and do not advance or retreat.

Ling Xiaoye saw it in his eyes and was angry in his heart.

However, he didn't say anything, but walked to the end of the meadow and took a step.

One step and two steps, six steps and seven steps, Ling Xiaoye strode to the position of fifty steps in one breath, leaving all the disciples behind.

At this time, although Ling Xiaoye felt that the power of pulling was already much stronger, it could not hinder him from continuing to walk, and moreover, he didn't even exert the power in his body now, he completely relied on his own body.

Ling stopped, glanced around for half a circle, and then said:

"Speaking of which, I'm neither too old nor too young. There may be disciples who are older than me, but why do you still call me the master?"

When the disciples heard this, they didn't know how to answer, so they had to be silent.

Seeing that everyone didn't answer, Ling Xiaoye continued: "Because my strength is stronger than everyone present. ”

"But, is my strength innate?"

All the disciples shook their heads at this time, they still didn't quite understand why Ling Xiaoye would say such a thing.

Ling glanced at the somewhat gray sky for a moment, and then turned to these disciples who were confused, and said, "No one can become a peerless powerhouse casually. It is through the accumulation of little by little, hard training every day and night, that you will become a strong man admired by everyone. ”

"Now, throw away all your previous thoughts, and then run on this grass, even if your body is torn, don't give up, a stronger heart!"

"Okay, listen to the master!"

Finally, a disciple responded to Ling Xiaoye's call and immediately walked around desperately.

I saw that the disciple had only walked eight steps before he heard the sound of Gragra's bones shattering, and then the disciple collapsed to the ground, his body as if it had fallen apart, and he was unable to move again.

The others were all frightened and didn't know what to do, and some of the disciples began to cry and say:

"Master, save him, why did he fall to the ground?"

"That's terrible!"

"What should we do, we can't get by!"

......

Ling Xiaoye's face was expressionless, now he had already thought in his heart, he could be so crazy refining his body at the beginning, and he could also do the same with his disciples.

However, there is a problem with this approach, that is, the disciples don't want Ling Xiaoye to have a treasure against the sky.

In particular, the Shenmu seedling can be described as a powerful treasure that heals injuries and recovers the flesh.

However, the disciples don't have such good things!

Of course, Ling Xiaoye would never let his disciples do something that he couldn't control.

At this time, he walked quickly to this disciple, let Hou gently pick him up, and walked out with the disciple.

The injured disciple was placed on the ground, while Ling Xiaoye sat next to him and meditated.

Immediately entering a state of concentration, Ling Xiaoye's divine thoughts began to wander around his body, looking for the Divine Tree seedlings on his chest.

After a while, he sensed that the phantom of the Divine Tree seedling in his body was emitting a green light, warm.

Then, he tried to use his divine thoughts to channel the green light out of his body.

Because only this mysterious power can make this disciple with broken body bones recover quickly.

Not long after, the phantom of the Divine Tree seedling began to tremble, and under the leadership of Ling Xiaoye's Divine Thought, it slowly extended from his chest, forming a green light.

The green light continued to walk, quickly submerging into the injured disciple's body, wandering where it had been injured.

In less than a cup of tea, Ling Xiaoye felt that the power of the Divine Wood Essence had been repaired and nourished by this disciple.

It's not that the Divine Tree Seedlings are too powerful, but that this disciple's body is only broken in a few places, and the Divine Wood Spirit can naturally be repaired quickly.