Qin Zige sat on the main seat, dressed in a purple robe, gorgeous and noble, with a fairy wind of Taoist bones, and it seemed to be like the water of the ocean, unfathomable, showing the wind of the fairy family.

Hundreds of outer disciples looked up at Qin Zige, their eyes full of reverence and admiration.

Unlike the disciples who saw each other anytime and anywhere, the outer disciples had not seen Qin Zige's face for eight years.

After all, they only had the opportunity to listen to the elders preach once a month, and now there were not a few elders in the Xianmen, so there was no need for Qin Zige to preach in person.

However, it is because of this distance and the unknown that they respect Qin Zige even more.

Without him, human nature.

If you get along often, you will really be a saint, and you will be regarded as a mortal, and if you are far enough, you will be mysterious enough.

Otherwise, how could people worship those gods?

If these immortals are not in the clouds, above the nine, but really appear around them, I am afraid that it is not faith, but jealousy, hatred, and greed.

However, Qin Zige accepted everyone's reverent gaze, and his eyes were full of joy.

I have to, this feeling of being adored is really good.

It's just that Qin Zige is very strange, since Xianmen became famous, his reputation is too small and really rao, not only is it known to women and children in the Aoba Kingdom, but it is also believed by women and children.

He used to be bored and went down the mountain to play, but it turned out that this group of people even begged him for blessing when they even gave birth to children.

While he was speechless for a while, he also felt that he believed a lot.

It stands to reason that so many believers should also have the power of faith, or the power of incense, to further enhance their cultivation.

This is also a person Qin Zige found for himself as a golden finger.

Buddhism made its fortune from this thing.

But unfortunately, he couldn't absorb it at all, and he didn't know if it was because the power of faith was not enough, or if he was not pious enough.

It can only be set aside.

His gaze swept over the hundred disciples.

The disciples of the outer sect of the Xianmen are the least valued by him, and they have the least inclination to the resources of the Xianmen. And his own qualifications are also the worst, so he is the least familiar with it, and the best cultivation is only the fifth layer of the foundation.

However, the requirements of the outer disciples are low, and they can become teachers during the Jindan period.

Ten disciples will be able to draw a lottery.

Of course, according to the system, the quality of the urine lottery is directly proportional to the difficulty of the achievement, and basically no good reward will be given to yourself, otherwise you will drug this group of people, just like cutting leeks, not drawing good things?

Therefore, in order to maintain the healthy development of the sect, Qin Zige did not deliberately tilt resources to these outer disciples.

It was also the first time he had to look at these disciples so seriously.

Yan Chixia, the Great Elder of the Outer Gate, who had just finished the retreat, came out of the ranks and simply understood the rules.

It's very simple, two by two, the winner advances, but because of the number of people, there will be byes.

It all depends on luck, after all, luck is a kind of strength.

In addition to this, there shall be no death until the point is reached.

As for the injury, it is inevitable.

There are also corresponding rewards, according to different rankings, different levels of elixirs are rewarded.

After Yan Chixia finished explaining the rules, no matter how good the outer disciples of the Immortal Sect were with each other in the past, they all showed a wary look in their eyes when they looked at each other at this moment, these people are now all obstacles that prevent them from becoming inner disciples.

Soon after the draw, the first match began.

"Lu Dayou, Xu Dachong entered!"

Yan Chixia signed up, and the two male disciples walked out of the crowd at the moment, looking at each other, their eyes revealing a hint of war.

However, the realm is one level higher, and Xu Dachong, who has reached the third grade of foundation building, has a more relaxed face, and the victory in the first battle is in hand.

And Lu Dayou's face showed a little solemnity, but he didn't retreat at all.

Quickly entered, and then Lu Dayou, whose realm was one level weaker, took the lead in attacking, and a sword swung out, Zhongzheng was peaceful and a little murderous.

Qin Zige nodded slightly, this realm has such attainments in Yan Chixia's demon subduing swordsmanship, and the cultivation is serious.

Xu Dachong didn't expect that Lu Dayou would take the lead in attacking, and the realm of the first layer was not a particularly big gap, and he was pressed into a disadvantage by people who were not as good as him at the beginning.

I was secretly annoyed in my heart, and I hurriedly used the Demon Suppression Sword Technique to attack, but the flexibility of the moves was much worse than that of Lu Dayou, and he still suffered.

Xu Dachong secretly felt ashamed, especially in front of the head of the sect and the elders, he couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, but he showed flaws in his heart, and he was suppressed by Lu Dayou, and his sleeves were torn.

The long sword brushed his cheeks, cold sweat dripped from Xu Dachong's forehead, and seeing that Lu Dayou no longer despised him, he secretly said in his heart, they are all outer disciples, and they are not qualified, who can look down on whom?

put away his coveted heart at the moment and fought seriously with Lu Dayou.

Steady and steady, after twenty moves, Xu Dachong must be sure in his heart that although Lu Dayou's comprehension of the demon swordsmanship is deeper than his own, his realm is not as good as his own, as long as he is stable, he will be absolutely fine.

Thinking of this, Xu Dachong is more stable, not seeking merit but seeking no fault, no matter how Lu Dayou changes, he is still suppressed to death.

Just for a long time, a quick attack did not succeed, Xu Dachong immediately reversed the situation, but injured Lu Dayou, a sword qi cut through Lu Dayou's clothes, and blood flowed.

Seeing this, Qin Zige didn't care, he was fighting with the same door, some injuries were inevitable, and he was barely satisfied with Xu Dachong's performance, although he was not particularly good, but he finally stabilized his mentality.

Although Lu Dayou was injured, he had no intention of retreating, and still attacked Xu Dachong bravely, sometimes even at the expense of exchanging injuries for injuries.

was repulsed again and again, but rushed forward again and again, showing strong resilience.

After a long time, the result was separated, ending with Xu Dachong's victory, Lu Dayou was defeated, and it was a defeat in a seriously injured state, which was too desperate, but Xu Dachong also paid a price for this, and it was still glorious despite defeat.

Qin Zige Kunlun Fan waved lightly, and two clear qi were injected into the two of them, relieving the injury slightly, and then said to Lu Dayou: "The swordsmanship is acceptable, and the courage is commendable!"

Lu Dayou, who was feeling that his injuries had been reduced, heard Qin Zige's two comments, and his face suddenly turned excited, the head of the sect actually opened the golden mouth, my swordsmanship is good, and my courage is okay!

The face that was originally a little pale because of the injury and blood loss turned red all of a sudden, and he couldn't talk about it with excitement.

Xu Dachong, who had already won, showed a disappointed expression.

If I lose, I can still get the evaluation of the boss, what's the use of me wanting this victory?

This is the evaluation of the master!

"There are still deficiencies in the heart, but fortunately, we can make up for it in time, and we should practice more. Qin Zige looked at Xu Dachong and said.

Master, praise me!

Boss, encourage me!

Xu Dachong's original resentful mood suddenly disappeared, and his waist was not sore, his legs did not hurt, and even if he was injured, he was no longer in pain.

He looked at Qin Zige with a pilgrimage-like gaze.

The outer disciples who had not yet competed heard Qin Zige actually speak to them.

And no matter whether you win or lose, you can get a word of evaluation from the boss!

At that moment, the breathing of all the outer disciples was a little shorter.

It's as if Buddhists are about to meet Buddha and Christians want to meet God.

Qin Zige was a little inexplicable, but the disciples fought seriously, it's a good thing.

Qin Zige, who commented at will, didn't know at all, his simple words made this group of outer disciples remember it for a lifetime.

Even, before they died, they talked about it with their families because Daozun once told them this!