My disciples have hidden identities

Qiu Xindie: "..."

This is really the hunting mode!

The territory of the Great Yan Dynasty was directly used as the venue for the competition, and the monks were restricted to run 1000 million meters without causing damage.

While Qiu Xindie was thinking about whether it was possible, Ji Pingsheng added another point: "It is not allowed to use external forces, such as pills and spiritual weapons."

Running thousands of meters naked?

Qiu Xindie looked at Ji Pingsheng with a strange face: "You are really a devil!"

"Hehe, what is this?"

Ji Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders, it was nothing but a longer run.

"Just right, let's have another running event."

Ji Pingsheng was inspired, and he wrote like a gust of wind.

[Million-meter-level high-difficulty obstacle course. 】

This time Qiu Xindie didn't need to ask, he explained it himself.

"It's enough to run around the imperial city. Within 100 million meters, there are dozens of traps such as meteorites falling from the sky, monster attacks, poisons, cold arrows, closed spaces, and death questions and answers, so that the monks can't stop."

Ji Pingsheng said with a smile, and there was a sinister aura in his smile.

For the production of traps, if he has time, he must make a few in person, so as to have a sense of participation.

Qiu Xindie looked at Ji Pingsheng who was getting excited gradually.

Is there something wrong with Ji Pingsheng, or is something wrong with her?

But after hearing what Ji Pingsheng said, she also felt that this event was more interesting.

At least it is more fun than Zongmen Xingwu.

"So, the doctors of our Scarlet Phoenix Chamber of Commerce are busy."

Qiu Xindie also smiled happily.

Paid treatment, [-] a time, panacea, [-]% off sales.

When she and Ji Pingsheng get together, everything is a leek.

"That's two."

Ji Pingsheng thought about it, if a game lasts for a few days, it seems that there will not be too many games.

Twenty or so is enough for them to play.

Thinking about it this way, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

If you put it together, you can still make up twenty hell-level competitions.

Thinking about it, Ji Pingsheng took out a map of the Great Yan Dynasty from the Najie and spread it on the table.

At first glance, he saw the Changxian River erected on the map, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The third competition: [Changxian River Surfing]

His pen tip drew a line on the entire Changxian River, and said to Qiu Xindie, "Can you understand what this means?"

Qiu Xindie understood Ji Pingsheng's meaning just by taking a look, nodded and sighed: "It's a rough road from north to south, right? You really want to toss a few people to death!"

The Changxian River spanning the entire Great Yan Dynasty was terribly cold, and there was an inexhaustible supply of spirit beasts and monsters. Few people could bear it if they really wanted to go all the way.

In order to save travel expenses, Lu and Jin once set off from the Changxian River in Beizhou and walked to the imperial city on waves. If it wasn't for You Ji Pingsheng to drive him out of the cold, the grass would have grown on his grave.

"Running and surfing are all available, what else?"

Ji Pingsheng subconsciously bit his pen a few times, there were not many popular competitions, and even fewer were suitable for monks.

Weightlifting is next, right?

After Ji Pingsheng thought for a while, he began to write.

The fourth competition: [Move the Mountain]

As a monk, it should be easy to move a few mountains, right?

Chapter 330 Ming Guang is not benevolent, prenatal education for Xiao Xiaohua!

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Ji Pingsheng filled up the draft paper.

From running to technical, big and small monsters changed more than [-] competition events. The more he watched, the more he felt that these things were more fun than martial arts.

Among them, his favorite competition is figure skating, and he plans to let Jing Muxi participate in it.

Thinking of Jing Muxi dancing on the ice, he wanted to laugh.

"Probably that's all."

Ji Pingsheng handed this messy draft paper to Qiu Xindie, and said, "Just go back and sort it out."

Qiu Xindie accepted Ji Pingsheng's plan with some rigidity, and she kept watching Ji Pingsheng busy.

It wasn't that she saw how serious Ji Pingsheng was, but Ji Pingsheng's devilish laughter from time to time made her feel a little chilly.

She seriously suspected that Ji Ping's life was definitely tainted with selfishness.

"Are these enough?"

After Qiu Xindie glanced around, the things on it were messy, and it looked a bit sparse.

"enough."

Ji Pingsheng said with certainty: "You may not be very clear about the process. It's absolutely fine to hold an opening ceremony and then a closing ceremony, and play around for three or four months."

He knows these things well. An opening ceremony lasts for seven days and a closing ceremony lasts for seven days. If something is added in between, half a year has passed since the ink marks.

After hearing Ji Pingsheng's words, the corners of Qiu Xindie's mouth twitched slightly, and she replied seriously: "We're not playing!"

She thought that Ji Pingsheng's mentality might not be right.

"it's the same."

Ji Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. It's no different from playing.

"correct."

Ji Pingsheng suddenly thought of something, and added: "Don't forget to leave me a seat as a judge."

"Judges?"

Qiu Xindie looked at Ji Pingsheng in astonishment: "Aren't you going to participate?"

She also knows what the judges do. Once she becomes a judge, she has to follow the whole competition. Apart from watching from the commentary stand, she has no other time.

"I attended……"

Ji Pingsheng was a little speechless: "Look at my frail appearance, do I look like someone who can run 1000 million meters?"

He knows how bad the project he created by himself is. Compared with going off in person, it's better to sit on a yacht and watch the game.

Just leave it to the disciples to do the competition.

If one person signs up for three or four events, it is enough to get a dozen gold medals.

"Okay, okay, you are the uncle, so what you say is what you say."

Qiu Xindie's face was full of black lines, and she was so weak that Ji Ping said the four words all her life, so what else could she say.

Anyway, it doesn't matter, Ji Pingsheng can be a judge with her.

This may be the benefit of my own project. With only a piece of draft paper in hand, the two jury seats are reserved first.

"What to do next."

Qiu Xindie asked: "Build the venue first, or contact the sponsor first?"

"Let's build the venue first."

Ji Pingsheng said casually: "The entire sports meeting will take place in Yan Dynasty, and it will take more than half a year to build the venue. Don't worry about the sponsors. When there is a big commotion, they will come naturally."

Buildings for the opening and closing ceremonies, competition buildings, and floating seats for spectators. Such a huge workload cannot be completed in a few months.

He can also take advantage of this time to conduct a training camp for his disciples.

"Okay, I see."

Qiu Xindie's mood was a little high, and the next work was settled, so she couldn't stay idle.

She put away the draft paper written by Ji Pingsheng, waved at Ji Pingsheng casually, and left in a hurry.

"I will arrange it first, and I will find you when I need it!"

"It's gone."

Ji Pingsheng rubbed his head, Qiu Xindie urged her for a long time, and finally sent her away this time.

Although there are still troubles in the future, but in the end, the beginning has been made, and the rest can be left to Qiu Xindie.

"Do you want to invite the monks from the chaotic sea area and the monks from the pure land of Buddhism to participate?"

Ji Pingsheng touched his chin and muttered to himself.

It's so grand, but just letting the sect forces participate, it always feels too low, and it's not interesting.

But management is also a problem if outsiders are invited.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Ji Pingsheng shook his head, and he had no way to contact forces other than the Dayan Dynasty, so he might as well ask Qiu Xindie when he was almost ready.

"This time, can we go back to the Qing Dynasty?"

After Ji Pingsheng muttered something, he walked out of the study.

Qiu Xindie's side has also been settled for the time being, and Baijiazhidao doesn't want to continue backstabbing, so let's go back to the sect as soon as we have nothing to do.

Huh?

Why did you go out this time?

Ji Pingsheng had completely forgotten the reason for the trip.

"Let's go and inform Bodhi and the others first."

Ji Pingsheng stepped into the inner courtyard, and then into the main hall of Shengguang Temple.

"Hey, why are there so many people missing?"

After Ji Pingsheng put his gaze into the main hall, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Originally, in the main hall, a group of old bald donkeys in their teens surrounded Xiao Xiaohua to consecrate and give orders.

But now, only the presiding officer Ming Guang and the other two old men are left, surrounded by the shining little flowers in a triangle shape, muttering something rippling with Buddha's light.

Behind the presiding officer of Mingguang is Bodhi and his wife Huayu, a couple who dare not even be a newcomer, staring at the little flower in the center with a positive expression.

Ji Pingsheng walked over quietly, approached Bodhi, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

The sudden sound startled Bodhi, and he turned his head tensely.

"Sect Master, when did you come?"

Bodhi whispered.

Hua Prison at the side also turned his head, and bowed slightly to Ji Jiping: "I have seen the suzerain."

"Just here."

Ji Pingsheng asked again: "What are you doing?"

Bodhi lowered his voice and explained: "The host and the two uncles are using Buddha energy to ripen the little flower, so that the little flower can bloom and transform faster."

Ripening?give birth?

Ji Pingsheng was stunned, isn't this counterproductive?

"Is there no side effect?"

Ji Pingsheng frowned and asked, "Will it harm the child's growth?"

"Will not."