He Zhi's gaze swept over the group of people in front of him.

Their expressions were similar, full of hope and nervousness at the same time, but none of them showed the slightest cowardice.

The bloodline worship of the Martial Saint Realm has a long history. Warriors without blood, or even warriors with low bloodlines, have no status at all.

Even a genius like Xie Xuan'an, once he was found to have no bloodline power at the age of twenty, he was immediately abandoned, and even suffered extremely cruel suppression. These are also warriors who lack blood, and what happened to them in their lives can be imagined.

Abandonment, suppression, and even insults and scolding can be said to be commonplace. Maybe some people will think that what is the use of a group of martial artists who are only the highest but just entered the world, and the lowest is only congenitally successful, and they are not enough to be perfect?

But if you think about it from another angle, you will find that in such a cruel environment in the Martial Saint Realm, a group of people who can still come this far, how strong their spirit is, how firm their determination is!

After a moment of silence, He Zhi smiled.

"We don't have a good reputation. He Zhi said calmly, "The bloodline families in the world, the martial arts sects, I'm afraid most of them are destined to be enemies of our free sect." With the exercises of our Carefree School, it's hard to say whether we can get out of the way. But becoming a public enemy of the world, being spurned by the people of the world, and even being called a 'devil', and being hunted down and slaughtered, I am afraid that most of them are indispensable. Even your parents and loved ones will be implicated. Even so, do you still have to learn?"

"Hahaha! Mr. He, you're too worried. What kind of spitting, what kind of hunting and killing? Are we people who have come to this point, and we have endured less?" In the crowd, a man dressed as a Taoist priest laughed, "It is better to die when you hear the Tao than to live in a muddy nightmare! I, Jiang Ping of Heyuan, am willing to join the Loose Sect! I will live and die with Mr. He." ”

"I am willing to join the free faction and live and die with my husband!"

The Taoist priest's words aroused everyone's emotions. Almost all of these low-blooded warriors have endured similar hardships. So the man almost immediately responded, and everyone shouted.

Seeing such a scene, even Gongsun Wuji, who was on the side, was breathing rapidly.

Although the martial artists here are not strong at the moment, once they have to pass on the exercises of the Xiaoyao Sect, the future is limitless. Gongsun Wuji can imagine what a powerful force it will be if such a group of people are co-opted.

Gongsun Wuji looked at the cheering scene one after another, his face turned red, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was excited and seemed to be in awe.

However, He Zhi's next sentence made Gongsun Wuji stunned.

"I don't need you to join the Loose Pie. He Zhi was unusually calm when he spoke.

Perhaps for Gongsun Wuji, subduing these warriors present will be a great help. But to He Zhi, what is the use of this? To the Martial Saint Realm, He Zhi and them are just passers-by.

However, the hope that these warriors wanted, He Zhi had already decided to hand it over to them.

At the last moment, Jiang Yuetian said that he thought highly of himself. It's not that his ability can't overpower the masters of all parties in the Martial Saint Realm. Rather, he actually wanted to change the Martial Saint Realm with his own strength! From beginning to end, Jiang Yuetian really thought that the bloodline family of the Martial Saint Realm was on the wrong path. So, he wants to single-handedly tell everyone in this world that they are doing wrong!

Jiang Yuetian is dead, but what he wants to do is not over.

These warriors with low bloodlines and equally low strength gathered from Tiannan and Haibei are the continuation of Jiang Yuetian's will.

Whether to back down or continue on this path, He Zhi has already made a decision.

"According to the rules of our free sect, I am not qualified to accept apprentices. Therefore, I can't pass on the peerless magic skills of this sect to you. He Zhi continued, "But you have come from thousands of miles away, and I can't let you go home empty-handed. I have a technique called "Heavenly Technique". There are currently three types of this exercise, which is a combination of the exercises of the Xiaoyao School and Mr. Xie Xuan'an's ten years of comprehension. I dare not say that I can open up an unprecedented path, but I should be able to solve the doubts in your hearts a little. ”

"The three-style exercises of this "Heavenly Technique" are just my understanding of the road ahead with Mr. Xie, and they are not satisfactory in themselves. Mr. Xie Xuan'an and I were bent on seeking the Tao, and we didn't dare to cherish the broom, so we decided to make it public to the world. Although I can't get out, Mr. Xie Xuan'an has left Beijing and is ready to preach in the world. You might as well leave Beijing to find it. As long as it is destined for someone, it can be inherited. ”

"Finally, if you have the heart, after comprehending the "Heavenly Trick", you may wish to supplement and improve it with your own gains. After perfecting, the exercises belong to you, and you can use another name and pass them on again. ”

As soon as He Zhi spoke, he said it calmly, but the group of warriors who listened to it on the side exploded the moment He Zhi finished speaking.

He Zhi's "Heavenly Technique" is not as strong as Jiang Yuetian's strength in the martial arts performance in front of the emperor, but it is definitely a skill at the level of "Divine Skill" in rumors!

But all the martial artists in the martial saint realm know that all the divine skills are directly aimed at the "sanctification" exercises. He Zhi just said that he wanted to make this exercise public to the world, didn't he mean that he wanted to teach a divine skill to all the martial artists in the world?!

Moreover, this Divine Skill Peerless Learning still does not require bloodline, and anyone can practice it!

Such impactful news fell into the ears of this group of low-level martial artists who were discriminated against in the Martial Saint Realm and could not get the benefit of any exercises, and the power was simply as powerful as a nuclear bomb.

"That's it...... Really?!" The leading middle-aged warrior's voice trembled as he spoke.

"Seriously. I swear in the name of the ancestors and ancestors of the Freedom Sect, and every word I said is sincere, and there is no lie. He Zhi swore solemnly.

"Ah!" He Zhi's voice fell, and the middle-aged warrior screamed as if he was crazy, and then pushed the golden mountain to fall to the jade pillar, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to He Zhi three times with a bowing salute.

After that, the middle-aged warrior stood up and left the Qi Palace, looking for Xie Xuan'an's traces.

With this middle-aged martial artist taking the lead, a large group of martial artists around him suddenly woke up like a dream. A group of people also did the same, saluting He Zhi with an apprenticeship, and then went to look for Xie Xuan'an without looking back.

Gongsun Wuji on the side looked straight and his face was quite unsightly, as if he was sorry and annoyed that He Zhi had missed such a large group of help. At the same time, he was even more shocked that He Zhi had passed on a divine skill to the world without conditions.

"Mr. Ho...... I'm afraid the world is going to be a lot of things in the future. After a while, Gongsun Wuji said to He Zhi faintly.

He Zhi smiled when he heard this, but he didn't care.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the Martial Temple. ”