Author: Mei Tiaoyue

Yue Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, a joke? What could she be laughing at? If her guess was correct, it should be a kind of well-intentioned joke.

After all, unlike in the past when outer sect disciples could only remain outer sect disciples for life, now that they have the opportunity to become inner sect disciples, the prospects should be full of hope.

"What are they laughing at you for?" Yue Jiaojiao asked anyway. She had roughly guessed it, but it didn't stop her from being curious.

Tang San scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "Senior brothers and sisters said that at my age, I can't participate in the competition, so I don't have to work hard to squeeze to the front. They said that I look like there is meat in front of me."

In fact, those Tang San's senior brothers and sisters were indeed joking. After all, Tang San, a kid, suddenly got in front when they were all listening fascinated.

After seeing that it was a child again, I wasn't so angry anymore.

Children! It's okay to be reasonable, but the disciples of the Tang Sect don't need them to talk about anything.

When you grow up, you will naturally understand it, but Tang San's expression of wanting to listen carefully is really interesting.

Yue Jiaojiao glanced at him, and it was indeed similar to what she had guessed, and then motioned for Tang San to continue.

"Senior brothers and sisters said that no one, male or female, under the age of 18 is allowed to participate. Since this competition is the first one held by the Tang Sect, there is no upper age limit."

"From now on, it will be held every six years. In future competitions, those over 35 will not be allowed to participate. Elder Yue, it has been a long time. I still have 11 years until I turn 18." After Tang San finished speaking, he sighed.

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He likes Elder Yue very much. If he could become Elder Yue's disciple, he would be willing to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire.

However, I heard that there are indeed some disciples of the Tang Sect's outer sect who are over 35 years old. In other words, they only have one chance to enter the inner sect. If they miss this time, they will never have another chance in the rest of their lives.

"Elder Yue, what is the upper age limit..."

Before Tang San could finish speaking, Yue Jiaojiao nodded his head. She knew what Tang San was thinking. She was simply saying that for older people, there is only one chance. Isn't it too rare?

For this reason, Yue Jiaojiao could only explain, "Those who are too old in the outer sect may not learn much even if they enter the inner sect. Besides, the older ones have studied so much longer than other disciples.

If even the junior brothers and sisters cannot win, how can they become inner disciples?"

"The requirements for an outer sect disciple to become an inner sect disciple are very high. After all, the victory of the outer sect competition they are going to rank among the top ten outer sect disciples. Moreover, after joining the inner sect competition, they have to defeat the inner sect disciples.

OK."

Otherwise, why can just one person become an inner disciple?

No matter how lazy the inner disciples are and don't practice, their basic skills, physical condition, and skills are still much stronger.

"So that's it." Tang San nodded, his thoughts drifting a little far.

Yue Jiaojiao knocked on the table again, bringing Tang San's attention back. Those dull eyes just now could really tell what Tang San was thinking at a glance.

"Do you know anything else?" Yue Jiaojiao asked.

Tang San shook his head, "Elder Yue, this disciple can only know so much. Elder Tang Lan talked a lot, but the disciple is young, and the senior brothers and sisters all pushed the younger ones away." Tang San still regretted not being able to listen.

Complete.

But it's okay, after all, in the past eleven years, besides this one, there can be another big competition, and the news announced this time has probably spread widely among the outer disciples.

As for the details, he didn't even need to ask for them, he could probably know the whole content.

"There is a meal left for you in the kitchen. After the afternoon exercise, you will learn how to cook with me." After Yue Jiaojiao finished speaking, she asked Tang San to eat first. When he brought the meal out, the table in the pavilion was already there.

Cleaned up.

Yue Jiaojiao put everything into the soul guide, leaving only a little hamster in a small tray.

Watching Tang San eating, Yue Jiaojiao thought of last night again. Originally, she did not agree with setting an upper limit on age. After all, some people were late bloomers. However, all the elders and heads of the Tang Sect felt that even if it was necessary

Cultivating must also be done from an early age.

What they said made sense, so she later agreed to set an upper limit, but she did not agree to set the upper limit at 25 years old.

In their eyes, it is easier to train at a young age, such as re-cultivating inner sect skills and so on.

You don’t have to abolish the exercises you practiced before. After all, they are all Tang sect exercises, and they have different approaches but the same effect.

After her argument, the age was finally determined to be 35. Yue Jiaojiao also said, what would happen if she was older?

Cultivation is not mainly dependent on oneself. The elders and the masters will not accept direct disciples at present, so there is no need to worry about raising them well.

Also, older people will be more stable in their work. Putting aside their own personality problems, those people are more suitable to contribute to the Tang Sect.

Only disciples who can calm down can learn the Tang Sect's top techniques and make hidden weapons.

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In the afternoon, the seven-year-old child, who had never cooked before, made his first dish in his life under Yue Jiaojiao's step-by-step instructions.

This was not fried green vegetables, but the burnt smell emanating from it made Yue Jiaojiao know that this thing should taste pretty good.

Just let Tang San eat it by himself!

But fortunately, Tang San's rice was still very good, but it almost turned into Western Zhou style. In the end, it took a bit too long to cook and turned into a thick porridge that was overcooked.

Yue Jiaojiao pursed her lips. She had just tasted it. Is this child only talented at cooking porridge? Otherwise, why would the porridge taste so good?

But I always feel like Tang San can eat the fried dishes by himself. No, maybe Tang San won't even be able to eat them.

But everything must be done slowly. Yue Jiaojiao pulled Tang San aside and cooked two dishes in front of him while explaining.

There was a strong fragrance in the air, and Tang couldn't help but sniff, "Elder Yue, it smells so good!"

Yue Jiaojiao put the things on the tray and asked Tang San to move them out, "It will be delicious after you learn it, but Tang San is very suitable for cooking porridge!"

After all, it is rare to see something so badly cooked.

After being praised, Tang San moved all the food on the tray out. They usually ate outside in the pavilion, and the light in the kitchen was not very good.

The moon is shining brightly as I eat slowly, and there is always a feeling of pastoral life. If this world did not have ancient martial arts and martial arts, it would probably be regarded as an ancient time that is not ancient.

Maybe it’s the transition between ancient times and modern times?

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Chapter completed!