Following Chen Xuanqing's scolding, all the disciples lowered their heads instantly, feeling ashamed and not daring to say anything anymore.
Chen Xuanqing snorted softly when he saw this, "Lift your heads up and look carefully. What have I told you all the time?"
"When fighting with others, if you keep a close eye on the opponent and close your eyes and cast spells randomly if you are afraid, your salary will be directly reduced if you go back."
After hearing this, all the disciples raised their heads and looked at Chen Xuanqing, "Don't look at me, look at your opponents, their weaknesses and moves, and then think about your own shortcomings."
"Even if you don't play, you can still learn experience. But if you are so afraid of this and that, then you might as well stay in your sect during this trip to the Tianping Conference."
"Let me say this for the last time, if those magic weapons and elixirs can't give you confidence, then you should stop cultivating as immortals and quickly abandon your cultivation and go back to being mortals."
After hearing what he said, a disciple suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "I will fight in the next battle!"
Chen Xuanqing pursed his lips and smiled when he saw this. There was no danger in this Tianping Conference itself. It was a rare place for training. If these disciples continue to be so cowardly.
Not only did this Tianping Conference bring them nothing to gain, it also made them fear the monks of other sects.
As the saying goes, if you give in to one person, you will give in to the whole family. If these disciples accept disciples and become elders in the future, the Taixu Immortal Sect will probably be finished sooner or later.
Therefore, the decline of Taixu Immortal Sect is not without reason.
Soon, as the two disciples he sent had a fight, the one named Mo Yu finally won. He first used his skills to adjust his breathing for a while, and then stood up again.
"Next."
Whoosh!
At this moment, the disciple next to Chen Xuanqing rushed out in an instant. While the two were fighting, he had been secretly observing and understanding the moves of the two.
"Taixu Immortal Sect, Qingmiao, has six levels of foundation building. Please give me your advice."
Taixu Immortal Sect?
Never heard of it.
Countless sect disciples saw this and showed disdainful smiles, "You are not overestimating your abilities. I know that Taixu Immortal Sect is just a small sect."
"If there weren't saints, they would probably have to wield swords."
"If nothing else, at least you should praise his courage. At least I feel that he is stronger than those useless people who dare not go on stage."
"It's just a show of embarrassment. That's what it sounds like. It's six levels of foundation building, but in the final analysis, it's just a clown."
"Then if you don't even dare to show your embarrassment, aren't you worse than a clown?"
"you!"
"Okay, that's very good. I wonder if you dare to leave your name. I'll see you on stage later!"
"Zhengqi Sect, Lingfeng Sanren, if you want to challenge, I welcome you at any time."
"Zhengqi Sect!"
"You are actually a disciple of the Zhengqi Sect?!"
"The inheritance of Zhengqi Dao comes from the ancestor of Qi Immortal."
"Oh, the Zhengqi Sect has already declined, what else is there to brag about?"
"Even if the Zhengqi Sect has declined, I am still more than enough to deal with you."
"Haha, just talk a little bit, you'll know if you try it!"
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As the controversy continued in the audience, Qingmiao on the stage took action instantly. He remembered Chen Xuanqing's words, his eyes were fixed on Mo Yu, watching every move he made.
In just one fight, Mo Yu was at a disadvantage in an instant!
"This is a seventh-grade magic weapon?!"
"How can you, a foundation-building stage disciple, have a seventh-grade magic weapon?!"
Mo Yu was very shocked, not only because of Qing Miao's consciousness and his ability to see through his moves and then immediately react to break them.
It's the rattle he's holding!
He could clearly feel that the fifth-grade spiritual sword in his hand was trembling. It must be a higher-grade magic weapon!
Seventh grade!
How is this possible?
You must know that he borrowed this fifth-grade spiritual sword from a senior brother, and he paid a lot for it.
But Qingmiao saw that the other party was obviously very good at using the seventh-grade magic weapon. This was a sign that the magic weapon recognized its owner!
Recognize the owner of the seventh-grade magic weapon?
Is that seventh-grade magic weapon his?
How is this possible?!
jingle!
As another bell rang, Mo Yu was in a daze for a moment, and was directly froze by the sound wave. He was frozen in place, and his whole body immediately froze!
"Sorry, I didn't react just now!"
Mo Yu's eyes widened, and he saw Qing Miao directly attack him with a palm, which hit him solidly in the chest!
bump!
As a muffled sound came, Mo Yu felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly!
"puff!"
Mo Yu's body flew out instantly and fell heavily.
"The victory has been decided, there is no need to fight."
As a disciple of Tianji Pavilion shouted, Qingmiao stopped and turned to look at Mo Yu, "Being distracted during battle is not a good habit."
Mo Yu gritted his teeth after hearing this, "I really don't understand where your seventh-level magic weapon came from, and who is your master?"
Qingmiao's expression was dull, "I haven't become a disciple yet, I'm just an ordinary disciple of Taixu Immortal Sect. As for the seventh-grade magic weapon you mentioned..."
"This thing is almost standard in our Taixu Immortal Sect. Every disciple will have one or two in his hand. I already have a few."
One or two?
The corner of Mo Yu's mouth twitched, "You said, everyone in your Taixu Immortal Sect has one or two seventh-grade magic weapons?"
Qingmiao nodded, "Yes, I'm going to lie to you, but I only have one, and the other brothers and sisters have more."
Mo Yu, who fell to the ground, was suddenly silent for a moment, "Um, your sect...are you still recruiting people recently?"
Listening to the two chatting, the Tianji Pavilion disciple on the side interrupted them directly, "Let's chat in the audience. Do you want to continue to defend the ring?"
His words were directed at Qing Miao. If he chose to take over the ring, he would have to defend the ring next, and he would have to win at least one fight before he could retire.
Seeing this, Qingmiao shook his head and said, "No, I won't defend myself."
After saying that, Qingmiao retreated directly. He had just exposed some tricks. If someone comes to power, there must be a way to restrain him.
The great elder once said, be steady when it is time to be steady, and fight when it is time to fight. Don't be a coward for the rest of your life, and don't do things out of your mind.
Qing Miao had always kept these words in mind. For the sake of safety, he chose to give up defending the ring and directly retreated to the team of Taixu Immortal Sect.
Chen Xuanqing smiled when he saw this and said, "Well done. It's a smart person's choice to retreat after winning the battle. Don't get ahead. You did a good job in this."
Qingmiao clasped her fists when she heard this, "The elders' teachings, please keep them in mind!"
Seeing this, Chen Xuanqing flicked the storage ring and threw him a jade bottle, "There are five seventh-grade Qi Gathering Pills in it, which can help you speed up your cultivation. You performed well this time."
Qingmiao was overjoyed after taking the jade bottle, "Disciple thanks the great elder!"
As expected, the Great Elder clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments, rewards for meritorious deeds and punishment for misdeeds. He has almost never treated them badly with all kinds of elixirs, magic weapons and spiritual stones.
Qingmiao held the jade bottle tightly, he would not let the great elder down.