Zhang Zhe smiled slightly, his face was honest and his complexion was slightly red.

Don't fight back when hit, don't retaliate when scolded.

Just stand there.

Seeing this, Li Jie threw out three darts, which contained extremely fierce fire poison.

The moment it came into contact, it exploded beside Zhang Zhe.

Zhang Zhe held the pot of black-stemmed zedoaria in his arms and dodged slightly.

A black light burst out from the side.

The dark-colored species of black-stemmed zelan actually stretched out three dragon- and snake-like vines, which instantly wrapped around Li Jie's ankles.

Li Jie summoned a long sword.

The sword was sharp and cut through the vines wrapped around his ankles.

Suddenly, another black light broke through the sky, like a crack in the night, which was frightening.

In the black light, there were actually three dragon- and snake-like phantoms, seemingly real and illusory, arranged in an interlaced manner, and shaped like twisting vines.

Before he could react, she wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

"Not good! Everyone says that Zhang Zhe is honest, but how can he be honest? In my opinion, he is very cunning."

Faced with the sudden danger, Li Jie quickly swung his sword.

The sword flashed, and there was a chill in the air. He slashed the sword down with great momentum, aiming at everything in front of his waist.

The clanging sound, like the collision of metal and stone, echoed in all directions.

After cutting the vines, Li Jie was extremely brave and used the Li family's inherited agile cloud kicking step to rush forward, making the enemy feel more pressured and gradually showing signs of fatigue.

But Zhang Zhe should not be underestimated. He was calm and clear-minded. He observed the enemy's action patterns, tried to figure out his intentions, and gradually found the flaws.

The vines were flying, often using strange and unpredictable moves, causing Li Jie to be in danger repeatedly.

When the time is right, he stretches out his body and creates a storm.

Unexpectedly, a giant tree appeared behind him, with five elements spiritual fruits hanging from it, and his spiritual perception greatly increased.

Dodge the attack one step ahead.

He did not actively attack, but consumed Li Jie's magic power.

Li Jie was extremely devastated. Zhang Zhe in front of him had amazing spiritual perception and was always able to avoid his attacks one step ahead.

It seemed that he was not in a hurry to decide the winner with him.

Just hang with him like that.

Soon.

Li Jie felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Here are the gifts the Zhang family sent you. Take them out quickly, or you'd better admit defeat."

However, Zhang Zhe did not take it seriously.

"On the stage, everyone relies on their own strength. What should be competed is cultivation and magic. It doesn't matter what ability you can get by using treasures."

As soon as these words were uttered, countless people were shocked.

“It’s useless to have advantages but not use them.”

"Zhang Zhe is indeed an honest man, but his stupidity is quite serious."

"At a critical moment, how can you hesitate with others, give up your own advantages, and say such words."

……

Many people were discussing this below.

But Zhang Zhe didn't take it seriously.

Still slowly and unsteadily, he began his attack.

This actually had an impact on Li Jie.

He was always afraid that the other party would have a trump card to attack suddenly, so he never dared to use his full strength.

On the other side, in the main hall, Ye Yang was moved when he heard this.

"Judging from the current situation, most of the people who can make it to the end of the Feitian Sect Disciple Competition are from the family, and they all have one or two unique cards."

"The disciple competition is just a competition between the sect's disciples. It should be more of a competition of one's own cultivation foundation and mastery of magic."

"We shouldn't rely too much on magic tools or talismans."

"Otherwise it would be unfair to ordinary disciples, and it would be difficult to select the true cultivation geniuses."

As Feitian Sect becomes more and more powerful, more and more forces emerge within the sect.

A relatively solidified class has now been formed.

For example, in the competition among the Seven Flying Immortals, no one was seen using magic weapons or third-level talismans.

Now is not the time to compete for the first place.

Many treasures that are usually quite precious to warriors and monks have appeared.

"Although background is also a part of strength, the disciple competition is not a life-and-death battle. What the sect needs to do is just to discover excellent seeds."

“If it continues like this, all the disciples who have been awarded the title of the Seven True Flying Ones will be the children of a family or the descendants of high-ranking officials.”

"Disciples of ordinary backgrounds can only rank last. If this continues, the so-called Seven Flying True Immortals will only become a competition among the second generation."

"Once the class structure solidifies, a large number of factions and gangs will form within Feitianmen, which will be detrimental to Feitianmen's rule."

"What Zhang Zhe said is correct."

“Perhaps, it is time to reform some of the shortcomings in the sect.”

Ye Yang muttered to himself.

At this time, the winner was decided. Zhang Zhe dodged to the side and Li Jie attacked his thigh with a sword.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhe was able to predict his attack with his amazing spiritual perception.

It was just a feint.

Li Jie missed his target and rolled off the stage, ultimately losing.

There was an exclamation in the audience.

"Zhang Zhe actually won again. How come it felt so easy to win? He is truly blessed with great luck."

"He didn't even use the treasure sent by the Zhang family, but he actually won?"

There are also many people who can see the reason behind this.

Among these fourteen people, Zhang Zhe himself is quite capable.

In addition, Li Jie was always worried that Zhang Zhe had some hidden cards that he hadn't played yet, so he was hesitant to attack.

It was not surprising that he won.

No one expected that the reputation of the Flying Seven would slowly come to an end after such a fight.

In the final challenge, some disciples who refused to admit defeat came on stage and chose a competition.

Most people chose Zhang Zhe, but no one succeeded in making a comeback.

Many people couldn't help but start to pay attention to this disciple who seemed a little silly on weekdays.

The people who finally received the title of the Seven True Flying Gods included Yan Qingying, Huo Bingshuang, Yu Qingshan, Zhang Zhe, Dong Feng, etc.

……

today.

Ye Yang is stationed at Houtu Peak.

A meeting was held in the Lishitang.

There were about a hundred people sitting below.

In addition to some guardians at the warrior level, there are also a large number of deacons.

Ye Yang sat in the middle.

The others were silent, waiting for him to speak.

Ye Yang cleared his throat and spoke.

"Everyone, this is our first meeting of the Official Affairs Hall."

"These few days, especially since the Feitian Sect disciple competition is going on, everyone must ensure fairness and justice and arrange all matters properly."

Ye Yang had just finished speaking.

Someone immediately expressed his opinion in a hurry.

"Don't worry, Hall Master Ye. We will definitely do our best to push this competition to a successful conclusion."

Ye Yang glanced at everyone and then said.

"Let me first talk about some of the problems that occurred during this disciple competition."

Many people immediately picked up the jade slips and prepared to take notes.

"In this disciple competition, there are many outstanding disciples."

"But there are few poor families, many families, and most of the disciples lack experience."

"Most of them are flowers in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the ravages of wind and frost."

"I plan to focus on selecting the best and the most capable and strengthen their training."

Someone below asked tentatively.

"Master, do you mean to select the best ones and send them out for training?"

Ye Yang nodded and said.

"Yes, the world of immortal cultivation is dangerous, and people's hearts are even more evil. If you want to close your eyes and practice in the mountains and become an immortal, you are just dreaming."

Ye Yang knew.

In a world where personal power is supreme.

The strength of the practitioner determines everything.

If you want to practice with peace of mind, you need resources, good teachers and friends, and you need to practice Dafa.

But it requires even more naked strength.

If the mind has not reached a certain level, even if a warrior realm cultivator goes out, he can easily be killed by a group of experienced ventilation realm cultivators.

In fact, this kind of situation happens frequently in the world of immortal cultivation.

Moreover, most of the disciples do not have the qualifications to become immortals.

Nor are they peerless evildoers like Ren Taxian and Li Qinglian.

In the future, I will have to contribute to the development of the sect.

Only in this way can the sect become stronger and stronger.

To obtain more and more resources,
The interests of the upper class are protected, the lower class serves the upper class, and at the same time relies on the protection of the upper class to practice.

This forms a virtuous circle, which is also the meaning of the existence of many sects and families.

Those who are at the True Person level are indeed powerful.

But if you have no fighting experience.

With a large formation set up, even five warriors at the perfect state can resist it.

Assassinations, surprise attacks, group fights, and sneak attacks are common in this world.

Cultivation is not about eliminating all gaps.

Ye Yang pondered for a moment and set down a few rules.

"First, these disciples must have a certain level of talent, so that their efforts will not be in vain and they can reap rewards."

"Second, the age of the trainee must be under 30, and the age of the person holding the position must be under 60."

Age is a treasure.

After a certain age, a monk's spirit will age and his blood and flesh will dry up.

Jiazi is over sixty years old and has not yet broken through to the realm of a warrior. He is no longer worth training.

Even at the end, he barely broke through the warrior realm.

It is also difficult to break through to the middle stage of warrior.

As for Gu Xuan, he is just an exception.

Ye Yang's voice had just fallen.

Someone spoke up below.

"Indeed, in my opinion, the fierce sword tiger Yu Qingshan and the independent cultivator Chu Hao are both very good."

"Not only are they young, but they are also talented and have great value in training."

Many people looked at that person when they heard this.

I thought to myself.

"This guy is really good at flattering people."

"But this flattery is too strong. This Ye Tang Master is not such a simple person."

Ye Yang looked at the man and smiled.

How could he not understand what was in that person's mind?

It's just that I'm so eager to show off.

I wanted to leave a good impression on him, but I was a little anxious.
As expected, understanding the world is knowledge, and understanding human nature is writing.

No one is a fairy, and it is inevitable that there will be distracting thoughts in our minds.

As long as people interact with each other, human relationships will inevitably arise.

Among them, the mutual polishing and negotiation of human hearts is something that no one can do without.

That’s probably why so many people do.

The meaning of wanting to transcend oneself, practice with all one's strength, and seek immortality.

……

First update: I was invigilating in a civil servant interview. I got caught in the wind and had a headache. I'll post one chapter in the early morning and will update more tomorrow.

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