Summer is over and autumn is coming, autumn is over and winter is coming, and several months have passed in a flash.

Zhou Xuan spent all day talking about Quanzhen martial arts with Ma Yu and others, and by the way, he went to the Quanzhen Sect Sutra Library to read the Taoist scriptures when he had time.

The martial arts of Quanzhen Sect he learned before was only considered a slight sap. He mastered 70% or 80% of the essence, but he did not fully understand it. After communicating with Ma Yu and others, he gradually realized the profoundness of Quanzhen Sect's martial arts.

Compared with other sects of martial arts, they are truly authentic martial arts in the world.

Zhou Xuan has not only made some improvements in martial arts these days, but also gained a lot in Taoism.

When he reached his level, every little progress was a great success. Even he himself did not expect that he could achieve these gains this time. But in fact, Zhou Xuan achieved his current achievements in just two months. The rest of the time was basically winning people's hearts.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month. The rules passed down by the Quanzhen Sect from Wang Chongyang. Three days before New Year's Eve, the disciples under the sect competed with martial arts to test the progress of everyone over the past year. Seeing that the period of martial arts approaching, the disciples practiced day and night endlessly.

On this day, the twelfth lunar month, the disciples of Quanzhen Qizi separated and called Xiaoqiong.

Each disciple was divided into seven places, Ma Yu's disciples and disciples were one place, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi's disciples and disciples were one place. Although Tan Chuduan was dead, his disciples and disciples were still in full swing.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others felt sorry for his early death and gave advice to his disciples. Therefore, every year, the Tan disciples were no less than the disciples of the other six sons.

This year, the Chongyang Palace encountered a disaster, and the Quanzhen Sect was almost subverted. All the sects thought that although the Quanzhen Sect was known as the authentic martial arts of the world, there were actually many good players in the martial arts world, and this title was in danger. Therefore, everyone practiced hard and practiced hard, and was more focused than before.

In the afternoon of that day, Zhao Zhijing, Cui Zhifang and others under Yuyangzi gathered on the open land in the southeast corner to discuss martial arts.

When Wang Chuyi is not on the mountain, his eldest disciple Zhao Zhijing usually presides over the small competition. The fourth generation of disciples either perform fists, use swords and guns, use hidden weapons, or show their internal strength. Then Zhao Zhijing and others comment on it to determine A and B.

However, this time, Zhou Xuan will comment on and evaluate all the small competitions.

Zhou Xuan was in the top position, and Zhao Zhijing and other three generations of disciples stood on both sides. The fourth generation of disciples stood on both sides, and did not dare to look up and look directly.

Because they had long heard that Zhou Xuan cursed some disciples in other Quanzhen Seven Son Branches torture. Whether it was a third-generation disciple or a fourth-generation disciple, they all needed to show their martial arts in front of him.

As a result, he scolded them all, and some even cried. But every comment he made was very sharp. Quanzhen Qizi and others had nothing to say when they heard these comments.

Some high-quality disciples with good talent and loyal personality will be treated differently by Zhou Xuan. However, those disciples with bad personality and lazy personality and low martial arts are really in trouble. They will be scolded by Zhou Xuan every now and then, and will not let go until some progress is made.

Even so, those poor disciples would be grateful to Zhou Xuan and dare not hold any grudges. They were a bit like the class teacher who strictly taught in this world. Only when they grew up did they feel that the teacher was for the good of the students.

Of course, if there is someone who is particularly dissatisfied, Zhou Xuan will teach the man a lesson in public, so as not to know that the world is high and the earth is strong. Not only is he of the seniority level, but his martial arts are also his level.

Zhou Xuan smiled slightly and said to a fat Taoist priest below.

"Lu Qingdu, come first and demonstrate the Quanzhen Sword Technique."

When the fat Taoist priest heard Zhou Xuan shouting his name, his body couldn't help but tremble. So he immediately stood up, lowered his head and replied with his fist at Zhou Xuan.

"Yes, Grand Master Uncle."
Chapter completed!