Chapter 1506

"You are all gifted people. If you are in another clan or family, you must be surrounded by stars and the moon. Everyone must think of you if they have any good things. In my opinion, this is not a good thing."

"It's hard for a person who has been pampered by thousands of people for a long time to understand the hardships of the world. The eight elders also know that you are talented. He is happy. He will be strict with you only for your good."

"There are a hundred ways of education in the world. It's not good or bad, but he really does his best for you." Jiang Chan said faintly, glancing at the thoughtful disciples.

A disciple scratched his head: "I also know that eight elders are always good for us, right? I used to see the serious face of eight elders. Now I'm still a little scared when I think of it."

Xiao Yuan hit the nail on the head: "if you don't feel empty, why are you afraid to see the eight elders?"

One disciple made the rounds: "Xiao Wu he is not imaginary. He was mischievous before being punished by eight elders. Who let him hide eight elder books at that time?"

"Your eldest brother, don't mention the second brother. Who among you has not been punished by the eight elders?"

"Me." Xiao Chenyi lifted her thin lips and said it concisely. The fifth younger martial brother was silent immediately, and everyone laughed again.

Looking at these carefree disciples, Jiang Chan shook her head slightly: "there are so many talents in the world. When they are young, there are many people who are not necessarily good. Do you think it's only possible to practice martial arts by virtue of talent?"

Jiang Chan said and glanced at many senior experts on the field: "you are already a congenital expert at a young age, but that is because you stand on other people's shoulders, which makes your horizons more open."

"Who is not a gifted person who can make a name in the Jianghu?"

To tell the truth, Jiang Chan doesn't belittle others at all. In fact, it's no good to belittle others and raise himself.

Xiao Chenyi: "but also willing to make efforts to endure loneliness."

Xiao Yuan: "yes, whether it's martial arts or medicine, if you want to make some achievements, we first look at effort, and then talent."

The leader of Star Valley was curious: "why do you put effort ahead? Shouldn't talent be more important?"

Xiao Yuan: "we recognize the importance of talent, but it is their efforts that can support them for a long time. Many people may have only medium talent, but if they are willing to devote their time and energy, their achievements will not be bad. There are many such disciples in the Xiao family."

"Yes, so ah, outstanding talent is not omnipotent here." Jiang Chan held her chin. "Look at Xiao ChenLin, don't look at his whirring. In fact, he is more crazy than anyone."

"That's true. We still remember when he first started, he learned slowly. He practiced very late every night before taking a rest. It's also the same with practicing lightness skills. He grinds once a day."

The fifth senior brother also said, "so we all admire him. So does his brother Tiewa. He is not the smartest, but they all work very hard."

The leader, who did not know how long he had been listening, sighed: "the way master Xiao trains disciples is really unheard of."

As Jiang Chan said, if they knew that there were such excellent disciples in the clan, they would certainly protect the land and think of him for all good things. Where is it like the Xiao family?

Talent has ranked behind efforts, which forces you to work hard. Maybe that's the way. Are the Xiao family's disciples so excellent?

Jiang Chan raised her eyebrow: "leader Yao praised me. It's just a little personal experience."

The leaders here get together to talk about cultivating disciples. The draw in the center of the venue over there is the most important play. As the highest among these disciples, Xiao ChenLin was the first to draw lots.

Ya is not talented enough to get lucky. He took a random draw and actually took a round. Because there were 207 participants, just one came out.

When Xiao ChenLin saw that he was drawing a blank label, Ya was still confused: "senior, this is a blank note."

Xuantian sect leader's mouth was straight: "Congratulations, little friend. In the first round of the competition, you were empty and entered the second round directly."

Ya got a bargain and sold well: "wheel empty? I still want to go up and relax."

Worried about what the bastard was talking about, Xiao Yuan hurriedly said, "come here after drawing the lottery!"

Hearing Xiao Yuan's call, Xiao Chen Lin immediately grabbed the note and ran to Jiang Chan. It seemed a pity to see ya's expression.

Jiang Chan took a look at Xiao ChenLin, who was acting strange in front of Xiao Yuan. She picked her eyebrows and said, "you're lucky. The first round is empty."

I think when she participated in the sect contest in Du Xinyi's life, she almost made it to the finals all the way. Others only thought she was rowing in.

Xiao ChenLin scratched his head: "I just feel a little pity. It doesn't seem to show my strength."

Jiang Chan smiled: "luck is also a kind of strength. It's given by God. It's too late for others to envy."

This is true. When Xiao ChenLin looked at the center of the venue, almost everyone looked at him with envious eyes. Who doesn't want to go easy until the last round? But the boy came up empty.

The fifth elder martial brother rubbed Xiao ChenLin's forehead: "let me touch this good luck. When you say this, I think younger martial brother Lin's luck is really good."

"Fifth elder martial brother, don't touch my head if you think your cultivation is higher than me." no matter how he hides, he can't escape the claws of his fifth elder martial brother. Xiao ChenLin doesn't like it.

He, Xiao ChenLin, the leader of the cultivation of the Xiao family the day after tomorrow, how can senior brothers rub their heads like children? That's too bad for his glorious image.

"It's really good to have higher cultivation than you." Xiao Chenyi also touched it, just like touching a dog.

"I hope you have such good luck next. After all, when you count the odd number, someone will be empty in each round." Jiang Chan always has a feeling. It seems that the scene she experienced before will also be staged.

At this time, the disciples who drew lots came back one after another. They all had a small note in their hands, on which were the opponent's number, name and faction. For such a sect Dabi, Jiang Chan was not worried about the safety of his disciples.

There is no deep hatred between the two sides, and there is no end to each other. Besides, she will not watch the disciples have an accident in front of her.

Because of the age limit, the younger generation who participate in the Dabi of this sect generally have five or six levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow.

Looking at the disciples in the venue, Jiang Chan suddenly felt that her previous proposal seemed a little narrow: "as soon as this age limit comes out, the day after tomorrow martial artists over the age of 20 will never have a chance, which seems a little unfair to them?"