Not only were the disciples of the Yushan Sword Sect bewildered, but even the three immortals didn't understand what was going on.
Although there are many types of immortal cultivators, including Buddhism, as a sword-cultivating sect, it is obviously in conflict with sects like Buddhism.
What's more, the Yushan Sword Sect has strict requirements for recruiting disciples. The first level alone requires one to deal with the attacks of strange beasts and find a way to pass the level successfully.
Moreover, trials are often organized within the sect, so there are very few people who have never killed.
Of course, there are always some people who are different from others, but most of them have mediocre qualifications. It’s not that they don’t want to kill, but that they don’t have the strength to do so.
Sure enough, after Xia Zhi finished speaking, only more than ten of the more than 3,000 disciples stood up.
These disciples' faces flushed, but there was a hint of hope in their eyes.
Although it is no different from a public execution now, it is indeed a shameful thing not to have killed anyone.
But if you can be valued by the immortal, then all of this will no longer be a problem.
However, there are pros and cons. If he is not chosen, he will inevitably become the laughing stock of his generation, and it will probably be difficult for him to stay in the Yushan Sword Sect in the future.
"You, lied, you, you..."
Xia Zhi pointed at a few of them and said expressionlessly.
As the saying goes, the timid will die of starvation, and the bold will die of gluttony, so there must be some people among so many people who are trying to take advantage of the situation.
But Xia Zhi is a middle-level god after all. Even if the Lord of Dreams is not around, he can still smell the bloody aura on these people.
Unless it was the unlucky troll before, his powerful aura would disrupt his judgment.
But these disciples were only just entering the Holy Land, so how could they possibly escape his eyes?
The disciples who were pointed out showed astonishment on their faces, and then retreated silently.
No one laughed at these disciples because some things have to be fought for by oneself, they just failed this time.
"Cultivating immortality is like rowing against the current. Only by not missing any opportunity can you go further."
Xia Zhi did not criticize those people, and even gave some worthless pills to those courageous monks.
Since you have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, you can go further only if you move forward courageously.
Besides, opportunities are all earned by oneself, at least that's how he has been getting them all the way.
Someone couldn't wait to open the pill, and the spiritual energy contained in it made the three immortals look a little strange.
Judging from these pills alone, even if Xia Zhi is not very proficient in alchemy, his alchemy skills would not be too low.
"Thank you, Immortal Master."
The disciples who received the elixir expressed their gratitude excitedly.
At the same time, the three immortals nodded in approval, expressing their deep agreement with Xia Zhi's words.
For people with poor qualifications, if they don’t know how to seize the opportunity when it is right in front of them, then what’s the point of cultivating immortality? They might as well go home and farm.
However, it is obvious that these disciples do not have this awareness, because they do not know what Xia Zhi is thinking, and they are more afraid of the strong.
What if Xia Zhi is an erratic murderer? Such deception would undoubtedly be a way to seek death.
But after seeing the pills given by Xia Zhi, the disciples who did not step forward felt extremely regretful.
This is how the world is. There is nothing wrong with being cautious, but Xia Zhi is a person who likes to take an unconventional path.
What he said may not be correct, but his strength represents absolute truth.
In front of these low-level monks, he could deceive them however he wanted.
Besides, this is also a world of cultivating immortals. If Xia Zhi doesn't say something classy, he will always feel uncomfortable.
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After giving pills to several disciples, Xia Zhi suddenly turned his gaze to the elite disciples of Yushan Sword Sect.
As an elite disciple, it is almost impossible to have never killed.
Besides, the Yushan Sword Sect is not a poverty alleviation organization. Even if you don’t want to kill, you still need to accept tasks to exchange for what you need.
And in this process, killing is almost an indispensable experience.
If you tell others that you are an elite disciple who is very powerful and has never killed anyone, no one would believe it.
As if feeling a great sense of oppression, a young, handsome man walked out from the elite disciples with his head held high.
At this time, Wang Gebi had a blank expression on his face, but he had already scolded Xia Zhi in his heart.
After all, he is the son of the headmaster, does he need others to teach him?
Faced with the extremely strong aura emanating from Xia Zhi, although Wang Gebi was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to stand up at this time. The worst that could happen was that he could find an excuse to refuse later.
After all, his father is the headmaster, and he believes that Xia Zhi will not give him face.
"Okay, that's all you guys."
Xia Zhi nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the disciples below and said.
The chosen person stood there in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.
After all, they are the people with the worst qualifications in this generation. Even if they have something special, the immortals will not call them all.
"Greetings, Master!"
Someone reacted and quickly bowed and shouted.
The others followed suit and hurriedly shouted at Xia Zhi.
The three immortals hesitated to speak, somewhat unsure of Xia Zhi's tactics.
Choosing the son of the headmaster is easier. Even if we don’t know Wang Gebi’s identity, his qualifications are naturally impeccable among the elite disciples.
But it’s hard to say about the others. You can tell what kind of person the one at the end is.
What matters most in cultivating immortals are qualifications and resources, especially qualifications, which can enable a person to achieve higher achievements and are equivalent to a person's upper limit.
"Master Immortal, may I refuse?"
Wang Gebi stepped forward and said with a stiff upper lip.
He didn't expect Xia Zhi's decision to be so careless, and he didn't even pick on those disciples.
If he were to become a disciple with those people now, wouldn't that prove that he was the same as those worthless disciples?
Besides, he didn't want to become a disciple in the first place, so if he didn't say it now, he might never have the chance to say it again.
Xia Zhi didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He chose his disciples casually anyway.
The reason why we chose those with poor qualifications is simply because people who don’t kill should not have bad personalities and are relatively easier to communicate with.
As for why one person was chosen from the elite disciples, it was to appease the three immortals from the Yushan Sword Sect.
After all, it is important to save face when doing things. If he chooses bad ones, he will seem like a slacker. At least he should get some results.
I originally wanted to focus on training him and give an explanation to these three immortals, but now it seems I have to choose another candidate.
After hearing what Wang Gebi said, the three immortals couldn't help but flash a hint of disappointment in their eyes.
Although he did not tell Xia Zhi about this, as the most talented among these selected disciples, he would naturally receive corresponding preferential treatment.
Besides, even if you don't want to, you can wait until the master comes back.
Not only have you offended Xia Zhi, but if your damn old father dies in battle, it will be difficult for you to survive among the elite disciples without a backer.
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