Transmigration, I am the female partner, her uncle

Chapter 223
"Then let them take it away, Ruoxue, do you know why the five major sects only recruit new disciples in their own realm for so many years?" Shan Rou looked at Chu Ruoxue.

"Isn't it because other sects don't allow it?" Chu Ruoxue was a little confused, otherwise why would Grandpa greet them.

"No, it's because the strength of a sect is limited, and sometimes it's not that the more people the better, the better the disciples are if they are good.

Just like this time, Mu Tianzong recruited more than 2000 people in order to make things difficult for us, and one-third of them were under the age of eight.

Two years later, it will be time to recruit new recruits, and there will be more than 1000 people at that time. If so many people cannot be managed, Mutianzong will be in trouble.
This is a major event that damages the foundation. Otherwise, you can see why the Tianji Sect would rather have fewer and fewer disciples than casually recruit new ones. This is the reason. "Shan Rou explained to Chu Ruoxue patiently, she didn't understand at first, but she figured it out as soon as her father talked about Shan Rou that day.

Zhenjun Daiyuan was short-sighted and wanted to dig his own grave, so he would be happy to give it a push.

Originally, the total number of Mu Tianzong was only 2 people. If they want to recruit again this time, they really want to destroy Mu Tianzong.

"Sect Leader, Shan Rou, Chu Ruoxue has gone to the Shuixuan Pavilion to recruit new students," the disciple reported to Zhenjun Daiyuan.

"Oh, since that's the case, you..."

"No, no, we have recruited more than 2000 people now, and two years later it will be the time for our sect to recruit new ones. There are so many people who can't be arranged by the outer sect. We must not go to other places to recruit. "The steward of the outer sect hastily interrupted Zhenjun Daiyuan.

"The outer gate is such a big place, how can there be no more than 2000 people!" Dai Yuan Zhenjun looked at the outer gate manager displeased.

"Master, the Outer Sect has a large area but also has a lot of people. Now the Outer Sect has more than 1 disciples, and this is not counting the newly recruited disciples in the past two years.
However, there are only less than 3000 people in the foundation building period. If you recruit again, not only will you not be able to arrange accommodation, but you will also have problems with teaching. "The outer door steward said earnestly.

"Then go and count the disciples who didn't enter the middle stage of Qi training at the age of 40, the late stage of Qi training at the age of 60, the Dzogchen Qi training at the age of 90, and the foundation building stage at the age of 140, all of them will be sent home."

Zhenjun Daiyuan said with a gloomy face, it is useless to keep it anyway, it is better to make room and absorb fresh blood.

"No..."

"No, no, you are the head of the sect or I am the head of the sect. Do as I say. If it doesn't work, then I will send someone else to do it." Zhenjun Daiyuan angrily yelled at the steward of the outer sect.

"Yes!" Seeing this, the outer door steward didn't say much.

Then go back and start counting people according to Daiyuan Zhenjun's words. At that time, more than 1000 people met this condition.
Most of these disciples have pseudo-spiritual roots such as four-spiritual roots and five-spiritual roots. If the sect gives them a chance, they are expected to be able to advance.

Even if they can't advance, they still do some chores in the sect. These people are old and know that they have no hope of promotion. They are still very grateful to the sect, and they are very serious in their work.

Now hearing the sect's new policy, a disciple whose hair is gray and whose lifespan is near, looks at the outer sect in charge.

"Uncle Shi, this disciple has dedicated his whole life to Mu Tianzong, is the sect going to abandon him now?" A few disciples who were also nearing the end of their lifespan also looked at the outer sect manager with grief and indignation.

The manager of the outer sect was also in a difficult situation, "This is an order from the head of the sect, and I am very helpless. Don't worry, I will send someone to send you home safely, and I will also pay you a resettlement fee."

"Where do I have a family? I'm 47 and [-] years old. I came to Mutianzong when I was six years old. Although I'm stupid, I've never made a mistake. Now I'm dying. The sect has abandoned me. There are still people there." Do you know me?" The old man wept bitterly, he already regarded Mu Tianzong as his family.

But now he was abandoned by his family. I knew that I shouldn't have come here to cultivate immortals. Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, this is not cultivating immortals. I wasted my whole life in this place and struggled all my life.

If I don't come to Xiuxian to get married and have children early, although I may lose decades of life, I will have a good time every day and live a happy family life.

Rather than being abandoned by people now, eating steamed buns and porridge for more than 100 years, desperately going to accept tasks, and saving contribution points, now thinking about it is really ironic.

"Hey, it's useless to talk, let's think about how to go back to live." The steward of the outer sect sighed, feeling helpless, looking at the twenty or so disciples whose lifespan was approaching.

Then arrange for Fang Zhou to send these people away from Mutianzong.

"I won't leave, I won't leave, I came to Mutianzong when I was six years old, now that my lifespan is approaching, you will abandon me, and I will die in Mutianzong even if I die." The white hair looked at Mutianzong. Zong suddenly went berserk, jumped up and blew himself up.

The foundation-building disciples who escorted the disciples away put up their defenses. The disciples on the ark were not harmed, but everyone shed tears silently.

"Brother, wait for a while." The other jumped up and blew himself up.

"Wait for me!" Afterwards, several people blew themselves up. Anyway, they didn't have a good life for a few years after leaving.

"Stop it, stop it, you won't be able to solve the problem like this, and you won't be able to keep your soul like this." The steward of the outer sect couldn't bear it, so he came to send these disciples off, and quickly stopped the disciples who were about to blow themselves up.

"Uncle, please send us away, don't let us pollute the holy land of your sect." A disciple in the ark said sullenly.

Seeing this, the steward of the outer sect waved his hand and asked the disciples to operate the ark.

But my heart is very uneasy. Now it is only these disciples who have no future. Will I be the one who will be abandoned in the future?

The steward of the outer sect watched Fang Zhou leave and went back to report to Zhenjun Daiyuan.

"I really don't know how to live or die, but I still want to threaten the sect in this way." An angry look appeared on Daiyuan Zhenjun's face.

The steward of the outer sect lowered his head, unable to utter the words that came to his lips, "Master, now we have sent away 240 people. Most of these disciples are in the late stage of Qi training, and they live alone. It is still possible to change part of it into a four-person hospital."

"Okay, rebuild the outer gate, and send away a batch of them every ten years. This way, we will get rid of the old and keep the new, which is conducive to the development of the sect." Zhenjun Daiyuan said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, the head is wise." The steward of the outer sect lowered his head, the corners of his eyes darkened.

"Okay, go down and start preparing." Zhenjun Daiyuan waved his hand.

"Yes, the disciple is resigning." The steward of the outer sect respectfully agreed and left.

"Yuan Hai, Yuan Hai, let's see what you fight with me." Zhenjun Dai Yuan leaned back in his chair and smiled knowingly.

(End of this chapter)