The overall strength of the Sect of All Times was improving, and the development of the Eternal World was not stagnant either.
Under the efforts of various clans, the once deserted bitwall was brand new. There were herbs emitting Heaven and Earth Attributes everywhere, and there were magnificent buildings everywhere. It was full of vitality and prosperity.
Jun Changxiao also began to think about how to develop in the future.
"What's the matter?"
The System said, "Host, are you planning to switch from the Sect to the Bitwall Stream?"
"The Eternal World and the Sect of All Times are closely related. The improvement of either side will help the other. I can't relax," Jun Changxiao said.
"…"
The System was speechless.
"Besides," Jun Changxiao said, "when I have a son, won't I leave him a foundation?"
Because of Gu Zhaoxi, Gou Sheng was a little irritated.
Since he did not have the ability to reincarnate, he could only seek benefits for his descendants.
In short.
If he could not be a strong second generation, he would let his son be.
The requirements were not high. He would be the Young Patriarch of the Sect of All Times and the Young Realm Master of the Eternal World.
"What if it's a daughter?" The System said.
"It's the same for both genders."
Jun Changxiao did not value boys over girls.
As long as it was his child, he had to give them a starting line ahead of their peers.
If Gou Sheng really had children, others would be jealous. By then, it would depend on who was better at reincarnating.
"What a pity."
The System said, "I don't have the ability."
…
"Patriarch."
In the main hall, Li Qingyang placed the map of the Eternal World on the table and said, "I just measured this."
He was responsible for most of the city planning and construction in the Eternal World, so he temporarily acted as a cartographer.
"Okay."
Jun Changxiao nodded and carefully looked at the points of clans and cities on the map. He held his chin and said, "Whether a bitwall's Martial Arts can flourish or not, it needs to be grasped from the most basic."
"Pass down the order."
"Every clan must establish a martial arts school, which will be graded according to their age. We must ensure that all of them practice martial arts."
With Jun Patriarch's order, the news immediately spread to all the major clans. There were even specialized schools that were divided into different grades, such as the Elementary Martial Arts School, the Elementary Martial Arts School, the Intermediate Martial Arts School, the Advanced Martial Arts School, and the Advanced Martial Arts School.
"…"
The System roared, "That's too casual!"
"I'd love to."
Jun Changxiao then drew up a detailed division of the school.
City-level schools must be equipped with advanced martial arts and advanced martial arts schools, town-level schools must be equipped with elementary and middle martial arts schools, and village-level schools must be equipped with elementary martial arts schools.
Of course.
The so-called Wu Tang was not only about martial arts.
At the same time, it included courses on culture, alchemy, medicine, and so on, thus achieving a comprehensive cultivation of morality, intelligence, beauty, and physical strength.
"Patriarch."
Yuan Gongzi was speechless. "If the various clans build so many schools all at once, the teaching staff will definitely not be able to keep up."
"It's not a big problem."
Jun Changxiao said, "You can let me work part-time."
Perhaps due to the implementation of the school plan, the mission board kept up with the trend. One after another, inner and outer sect disciples received new missions to build schools and become instructors.
Therefore, almost every day, batches of disciples could be seen going down the mountain to the various clans to assist in the construction of schools, as well as temporarily become instructors to nurture students.
…
As the master of a realm, Jun Changxiao's words could be said to be the law. In just half a month, the schools of the various clans and cities were completed one after another, and they began to recruit students.
Elementary, elementary, middle, high, advanced.
The five levels corresponded to the five age groups.
The cultivation time was three years. According to the entire process, a three-year-old child who graduated from the Advanced Martial Arts School would be fifteen years old.
What would they do after graduation?
According to Jun Changxiao's follow-up plan, those with extraordinary talent could be directly recommended to the Sect of All Times, while those with ordinary talent could become instructors in various areas and integrate into various professions.
At this point, the reader understood.
Gou Sheng was so meticulous in formulating the martial arts system. Although it was beneficial to the development of the overall strength of the plane, more importantly, it was to provide sustainable fresh blood for the Sect.
Of course.
If a Sect wanted to flourish and not decline, the injection of talents from the younger generation was indispensable.
Otherwise, when the higher-ups could no longer work and retired to the second line, the disciples would take over one after another. Who would be the disciples then?
"There's also the school uniform."
Jun Changxiao said, "We need to innovate."
Calculating the time, the Sect of All Times's school uniform had been in use for decades since it was formulated. Although the style was trendy, it was a little aesthetically fatigued and had to be changed boldly.
For this reason.
Jun Changxiao began to design again.
"The Sect of All Times's school uniform must be unique. It must give people a feeling of being gorgeous but not ostentatious, low-key but not luxurious." Gou Sheng held a pen in his mouth and thought carefully.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
He waved his pen, swallowing mountains and rivers.
The next day, Jun Changxiao handed many designs to Yuan Gongzi and ordered him to find a tailor to make hundreds of thousands of sets in the shortest time possible.
The school uniform design this time was not as uniform as the previous generation.
Every Elder's Peak, every hall, and even the inner and outer sect disciples had different styles. The colors were red, purple, and blue. It was a riot of colors.
As for what style it was, it would depend on how the comic artist drew it and how the readers imagined it.
"It's decided."
Jun Changxiao said, "The school uniform will be changed every fifty years!"
"…" The new comic artist silently took out his kitchen knife as if he wanted to chop this dog on the spot. After all, changing the school uniform every time would require a new design and color. There were more than a hundred thousand disciples in the Sect. It was definitely a huge project!
Little Doo said, "Why would there be a comic artist foolishly drawing one by one? In the scenes with many characters, he would either draw shadows or copy and paste."
…
"It's time to collect the school uniform!"
On the peak, Su Xiaomo shouted at the top of his voice.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
All the disciples went to the front of the main hall and queued up to collect the school uniform.
"Hall Master Zi."
Just as Zi was about to collect the exclusive school uniform of the Spirit Beast Hall, Yuan Gongzi suddenly pressed on the back of his hand and said seriously, "The materials used for the new school uniform are extremely expensive. If one is damaged, 100,000 beast cores will be deducted."
"…"
The corner of The Purple King's mouth twitched.
After collecting the new set of school uniforms, he returned to the Spirit Beast Peak and called for Elder Niu and the others. He placed his hands on his waist and yelled, "From the moment the new school uniform is worn, all of you have to cherish it like your own life. Whoever dares to damage it will be severely punished!"
"Yes!"
"Collect it one by one!"
…
Nighttime arrived.
After Hall Master Zi settled the internal affairs, she returned to her bedroom and carefully took off the brand new school uniform. She then hung it on the wardrobe with a clothes hanger before quietly closing and locking it.
(Additional note: There were two sets of first-generation school uniforms that had been mended for three years.)
To cherish the school uniform to such an extent, it was simply insane!
"Rumble!"
In the middle of the night, there was a sudden commotion.
Hall Master Zi, who was in deep sleep, suddenly woke up from her bed.
A normal person would instinctively think that there was an earthquake and would immediately run out of the room.
That was exactly what Ah Zi did. However, when she ran out, she carried the locker on her shoulder. Only when she reached the safe zone and made sure that her new school uniform was safe and sound did she raise her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead. "You scared me to death!"
The scene changed.
In the inner courtyard of the Spirit Beast Hall, Elder Niu and the others were carrying the wardrobe and wiping off their sweat.
As for the commotion earlier, it was caused by Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and the others playing football at the main peak's martial arts field.
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