In the main hall, after reading the letters sent back by the disciples who went out, the urgent thoughts of all the masters of the courtyard settled down one by one.

Disciples accept disciples and pass them on from generation to generation, which is much simpler than going out to recruit disciples one tribe at a time.

The owner of the mountain is the owner of the mountain, and he has long been in his chest.

How simple is it to accept disciples?

Xia Yu's eyes swept over every elder in the hall, theoretically speaking, if he accepts disciples as disciples and passes them down from generation to generation, sooner or later, the entire Great Wilderness World will be his disciples and grandchildren.

At this time, Yang He asked again, "Mountain Master, I don't know when we will open the recruitment of disciples?"

"Wait. Xia Yu said: "There are more than three thousand disciples recruited this time, and all the needs of the disciples in the outer court, such as residences, robes, etc., need to be prepared. ”

"Elder Qing. ”

With Xia Yu's call, Qinglian Mountain, who sat at the end of the stone hall and listened quietly after coming in, immediately came back to his senses.

"Mountain Lord. ”

"From now on, we will continue to expand the outer courtyard. ”

"Of the original 3,000 disciples' houses, they are completely owned by the Divine Fire Academy. ”

"The houses needed by the disciples of the two academies of foundation building and blood melting will be built in the general affairs hall from now on, and after the new buildings are built, the disciples of each academy will rearrange their residences according to their own belongings. ”

"Also, all the necessities of life, the general affairs hall is now starting to prepare. ”

"Lianshan will come up with the corresponding plan within three days and hand it over to the mountain owner. ”

......

In the outer courtyard hall complex, in an inconspicuous small stone hall, the stone hall has no windows, and there are five or six zhang square circles in it, and an oil lamp jumps, emitting a faint firelight, which is not enough to illuminate the space in the stone hall.

A bright purple light flashed out, illuminating the darkness like a shock, and then wisps of purple rhyme manifested one after another, winding into a cluster of purple clouds, accompanied by the glow of the Dao Dao.

In the center of the stone hall, Xia Yu sat quietly, with a thoughtful expression, in his perception, this stone hall has been completely wrapped in infinite willpower.

As soon as his mind moved, a word appeared in his mind, and he silently began to recite it lightly.

“...... The wood of the embrace, born in the end of the millimeter, the nine-story platform, from the soil, the journey of a thousand miles, begins with the first step......"

The classic words of the ancient sage Lao Tzu in the previous life, Xia Yu read it again at this moment, but he was very emotional, but the thoughts in his heart were surprisingly good, just like an ordinary article, when he came to this ancient and barren land, some wonderful changes have occurred.

In just a few dozen words, a variety of artistic conceptions have been derived, and the practice of martial artists is from the end of the micro, step by step, understanding is understanding, and a few people really do it.

Da~Da~Da~

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the stone hall, and then a sound sounded.

"The disciple came to see the teacher. ”

Outside the stone hall, more than 20 disciples, including Qingyu and Yao Yang, stood quietly, waiting for Xia Yu's call.

After about ten breaths, Xia Yu's voice sounded in the stone hall.

"Come in. ”

A group of disciples rushed in, led by Qingyu, as well as Jin Yan, Fu Yan, Xuan Ling, Shang Fu, Yu Hu, Yao Yu and others came to the hall one by one, and sat cross-legged in front of them under Xia Yu's instructions.

Looking at the disciples who appeared in front of him, Xia Yu nodded, these people in front of him were the essence disciples that the Academy Palace had cultivated in the past few years.

There is the alchemist Xuanling, the refiner Jin Yan, and the puppet master Qiuhu...... Either the strength is in the Divine Fire Realm, or it can fit in with the martial arts.

"Meet the teacher. ”

Xia Yu nodded, did not speak, his eyes closed slightly, and fell into silence.

At this moment, the disciples in front of them were stunned, what did the teacher call them for?

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on the herring, and the herring had a stunned look on her face, I don't know.

Teacher, what do you mean by that?

Disciples, look at me, I look at you, and finally the light of your eyes fell on Xia Yu again, is the teacher deliberately testing them?

At the same time, a purple light fell from the sky outside the stone hall, extracting from the fire pond of the Flame Tower's Wishing Power and continuously pouring into the stone hall.

Soon, the disciples in the stone hall also felt that something was wrong, as if an illusory voice sounded in their ears, and when they wanted to listen carefully, they were gone.

Xiong Yan stretched out his big hand, rubbed the back of his head, frowned, if it wasn't for Xia Yu, he would have opened his mouth to scold his grandmother.

The herring fish's eyes were bright, tilted his head slightly, listened, and closed his eyes.

The rest of the disciples also began to close their eyes one by one, trying to fit themselves into the artistic conception they could feel.

Xiong Yan looked left and right, all of them fell into deep thought, his eyes widened, could he be the stupidest?

Wide-eyed, clenched fists. The bruises in his arms burst out, and he roared wildly in his heart, giving Lao Tzu a dead listen.

After staring at it for a long time, Xiong Yan was angry, he felt that he was really stupid, and the other brothers and sisters must have realized something one by one.

Rubbing his head, he looked towards Xia Yu, and suddenly found that Xia Yu was looking at him with a smile.

Finished~

The teacher found out that he was stupid.

Xia Yu looked at the other disciples again and said, "Okay, don't pretend, what have you realized?"

Call~

In an instant, the dull atmosphere suddenly became interesting.

"Teacher~"

"Old ......"

"The teacher disciple is stupid. ”

"The disciple is stupid. ”

One by one, the disciples looked sneering, damn, the teacher is really bad.

After Xia Yu looked at the disciples for a while, he said that it was impossible not to be disappointed, the entire stone hall was wrapped in the power of willingness, like a big furnace, and there was still no disciple epiphany, he wondered if he was thinking too much.

Serendipity is elusiveness, and it's a bit too fake to want to manufacture in batches like this.

But it's not that there is nothing to gain, and a few people seem to have really realized something, although they don't know if it's useful.

Of course, Xiong Yan is definitely a mallet, and his head is all wooden.

"I have a word, what do you mean?"

"The wood of the hug, born in the end of the millimeter, the nine-story high platform, from the soil, the journey of a thousand miles, begins with a single step. ”

"You think about it first, and you speak first in a quarter of an hour. ”

When the words fell, Xia Yu stopped speaking, fell silent, and still let the palace spirit continue to use his will to maintain the scene in the stone hall, while observing several disciples.

The disciples who can be called by him today are all the best in the academy, and there is no need for him to teach him in the aspect of martial arts.

As the palace master, let's teach some great truths.

The disciples in the hall fell into contemplation again one by one, and began to think about the meaning of Xia Yu's words, the literal meaning of more than twenty words is very simple, everyone understands.

At this moment, wisps of faint purple light floated in the stone hall, quietly submerging into every disciple's body, gradually fitting the disciples' thinking.

Cough~

With a soft sound, Xiong Yan hurriedly covered his mouth with his big hand, and looked at Xia Yu with some fear in his eyes.

The teacher is the question is so simple, why are you still thinking and meditating so hard.

Could it be that I was wrong?

Time passed breath by breath, and seeing that others were still in deep meditation, and their breathing became much smoother, this was a deep realization.

For a while, Xiong Yan became more and more unconfident.

Am I being stupid?