My magical power has skills

After receiving the token and bedding, he came to the courtyard where he lived and settled down.

At this point, Xu Yi truly became one of the many outer disciples of Qiaoqimen.

I don’t know where Zhang Xinxin came from. After saying that she was the senior sister, even Qu Chen personally came forward to support her, so everyone went through the formalities smoothly and it was all done in just one hour.

The places where outer disciples live are all single courtyards, and the locations naturally have good and bad locations. Xu Yi deliberately lagged behind in the selection and finally chose the most remote corner. Anyway, for him, this is just a transitional place, the quieter the better.

After entering the outer gate, someone will naturally teach them everything.

In addition to the annual recruitment of disciples, Qiaoqimen will also have some additional outer disciples joining every month. The number of this part is uncertain, with dozens of people in a month and more than ten people in a month.

The former holds a yellow card, which represents an orthodox identity. They are talented and can receive rich cultivation resources from the sect every month.

The latter are different. They only have black cards in their hands. Although they can receive some cultivation resources every month, they are far behind the yellow card disciples.

For the convenience of management, the black card disciples who go up the mountain every month are grouped into a group, and each group selects a group leader.

After they first go up the mountain, they can choose the skills and combat techniques to learn, but after three months, they must participate in the monthly assessment of the outer sect. During the assessment, everyone must fight as an individual, but the results will be evenly distributed to everyone in the group.

The higher the results, the more resources the group will enjoy.

Although the sect will continue to invest, it will not be endless. If the yellow card outer sect disciples cannot reach the fourth level of human rank and enter the inner sect within five years, they will lose the yellow card qualification and be demoted to the black card ranks.

Because the black card disciples are slightly inferior in talent, they must be promoted to the fourth level of human rank within ten years of entering the sect and enter the inner sect to become formal disciples.

Outer disciples who cannot do this will be persuaded to leave by the sect, or they will wander around the world, or they will be assigned to serve as managers, guards, coaches, and other positions in the various industries of the Qiaoqi Sect all over the world.

And because they have a connection with the sect, their descendants also retain the possibility of being promoted to the outer sect.

"Come out quickly after settling down." Outside the door, the little loli's voice sounded again, "You have a short time, only three months of practice, and then you will compete with those brothers who have practiced for almost ten years, so you can't waste any time."

Xu Yi was stunned, put down the package, tidied his clothes and went out immediately.

Everyone gathered in the open space one after another. Zhang Xinxin looked at everyone and said loudly: "Now you follow me to the library to choose the practice method and combat skills, and then go to get a resource. Work hard for the next three months. I don't want our group to be at the bottom of the monthly competition."

Xu Yi heard from his father that when he was an outer disciple, no one urged him like this. It took three days just to understand the various rules of the outer sect, and a lot of time was wasted. It seems that although there is an extra senior sister inexplicably above my head, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

Under the leadership of Zhang Xinxin, the group came to the library.

At the gate sat a middle-aged man in a yellow robe. He looked majestic and cold, and silently watched the outer disciples coming in and out. And all the outer disciples would salute him from a distance when they came in and out.

Zhang Xinxin rushed to him and said, "Brother Lu, hello."

The man's eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up, with a smile on his face, and said, "Why are you here?"

At this moment, the eyes of the outer disciples coming in and out nearby almost popped out.

This cold-faced door god of the library can actually laugh?

"I'm here to choose a technique."

"What technique do you want? Just send someone to say hello. Why come here in person?"

"Thank you, brother, but this time I want a lot of techniques, so I had to come here in person." Zhang Xinxin said with a smile.

The man was slightly startled and asked in surprise, "How much do you want?"

Zhang Xinxin waved behind him and said, "Come here, this is Deacon Lu Ding of the Library. If you want to borrow skills and combat skills in the future, just look for him."

Xu Yi and others were overjoyed and saluted and said loudly, "Greetings to Deacon Lu."

Lu Ding looked confused and was even more puzzled when he saw more than 30 people saluting him.

"This is..."

"Brother Lu, I am now practicing in the outer sect. They are the new outer sect disciples this month and are all my junior brothers. I brought them to choose skills and combat skills, so that they can practice as soon as possible and try not to be at the bottom of the monthly competition in three months." Zhang Xinxin pulled Lu Ding's sleeve and said pitifully, "Brother Lu, help them choose the right skills and combat skills. This is my first time as a senior sister, and I can't embarrass myself."

Lu Ding was dumbfounded. Looking at more than 30 pairs of eyes full of expectation, he suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Well, in the monthly competition of the outer sect, most of the teams participating for the first time are at the bottom." Lu Ding said carefully: "But as long as they survive the first time, basically they won't be at the bottom."

Zhang Xinxin curled his lips and said: "No, I don't want to be at the bottom, senior brother, you find a way."

Lu Ding took a breath of cold air, you think too highly of me, senior brother...

With a bitter smile, he said helplessly: "Well, I will do my best for you." After that, he glanced at everyone and said: "Did anyone among you learn combat skills when you were practicing at the foot of the mountain?"

"Yes."

Three people stood up one after another, while the others remained silent.

Xu Yi was not surprised by this. Before entering the mountain, they all devoted their minds to the Great Circulation Movement, because only by completing this step before the age of 20 would they be qualified to enter the outer sect for practice. Therefore, few people would disperse their energy and practice other skills.

Lu Ding frowned slightly and said, "In addition to combat skills, have any of you learned miscellaneous arts?"

The miscellaneous arts here are not a derogatory term, but refer to various high-end skills such as refining equipment and alchemy. In order to learn these skills, in addition to talent, more abundant resources are needed, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Xu Yi is also the son of the manager in the Qiaoqi Pavilion, but he is not qualified to contact these skills.

However, at this moment, his heart moved slightly, but he stood up and said, "Deacon, I have learned some alchemy skills from the manager of the alchemy room."

"Oh, this is rare, great. In the monthly competition, in addition to fighting, miscellaneous arts can also earn a lot of points." Lu Ding took out a name card and a piece of white paper from his body, wrote a few words and handed them over together, "You go in first and choose your favorite skills, and then go to the alchemy room to find my nephew Lu Fang to learn the art of alchemy, and strive to have a good performance after March."

"Yes." Xu Yi respectfully took the name card, and was secretly uneasy in his heart, not knowing whether he had taken the right step.