Fantasy: I Finally Waited Until My Disciples Became a Teacher

Chapter 1 The fallen Buwen Peak

Profound Realm, Western Profound Realm.

“Dao can be Tao, very Tao. Name can be named, very famous. The beginning of the nameless world, the mother of all things…”

Wanderer Tranquility Sect Buwen Peak, Ye Yuesheng is sitting on a futon, talking freely.

Around Ye Yuesheng’s body, there were more than a dozen disciples sitting cross-legged, and all of them were fascinated by hearing.

Ye Yuesheng was originally from the earth, but by accident, he traveled to this Fantasy world and became the Wanderer Tranquility Sect Buwen Peak Master.

But he is still a mortal body, without the slightest Cultivation Base.

Fortunately, after crossing over, I have the golden finger that the traverser must have-the system!

However, what left Ye Yuesheng speechless was that the system left a task of accepting apprentices, and there was no more movement.

No way, he had to accept more than a dozen disciples in accordance with the requirements of the system.

But he couldn’t teach anything, so he had to use the ancient Chinese knowledge from previous lives to tell his disciples.

Anyway, this is also the words of the ancient sages, saying that there are great principles and principles, which is not an exaggeration.

Or, tell the disciples about novel stories such as “The Legend of the Wild”, “The Sky of Fighting Qi”, “Swallowing the Universe”, “The Void of the Kidney”, “Perfect World” and so on.

These disciples actually listened with gusto and enjoyed it.

“Do you understand what the teacher taught today?”

After reading this first chapter, Ye Yuesheng asked lightly.

“The teachings taught by the Master are profound and profound, and they contain the most truth, which will benefit the disciples infinitely!”

A young girl admires her face.

“The Master’s way is unfathomable. It’s a pity that the disciple is dull and can’t understand one ten thousandth of it.”

Another disciple sighed.

“Being able to enter Buwen Peak and worship the Master is a blessing that disciples have cultivated for thousands of years!”

…

Hearing the apprentices’ praise, Ye Yuesheng’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Don’t say these nice things, don’t you realize nothing?”

He asked with a straight face.

The dozen or so disciples in front of him all showed shame.

The Master has already crushed the most important principles and explained them to them, but unfortunately, what he can realize is really limited!

Ashamed of Master’s cultivation!

For a time, all the disciples bowed their heads.

…

Ye Yuesheng nodded inwardly.

It’s right if you don’t realize it. If you can really realize something from it, then it’s a hell.

“Well, the lecture for the teacher is over today, and then I will tell you the story of “Perfect World”.”

As soon as he said this, the dozens of disciples in front of him immediately became energetic.

In the dark years, the sky broke and the earth broke, and the ghosts were crying.

Liushen Fenghua is peerless, Huangtian Emperor is arbitrarily determined forever.

These stories sound enthusiastic and yearning.

Ye Yuesheng saw their expressions and knew what these disciples were thinking.

After all, those novels in previous lives can attract countless people, so it is naturally extremely interesting.

“Wow!”

A streamer fell into Buwen Peak.

“Qingyun Peak inner disciple Yan Changfeng, I have seen Buwen Peak Master!”

In front of Ye Yuesheng, stood a young man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword.

He spoke politely, but he didn’t bow down and salute like he was going to meet other Peak Masters.

After all, in Yan Changfeng’s view, Ye Yuesheng is just an ordinary person without a Cultivation Base, stealing the position of Buwen Peak Master, which is simply a shame for Wanderer Tranquility Sect.

Naturally, there is no need to bow to him.

In this regard, Ye Yuesheng also disagrees.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, and it was unrealistic to have a cultivator salute him.

“My nephew came here, but I don’t know what to do?” Ye Yuesheng asked lightly.

Even if he does not have a Cultivation Base, he is still the Buwen Peak Master.

Generations are higher than words.

“By the order of the master, I will inform Buwen Peak Master. Tomorrow will be Wanderer Tranquility Sect’s once-in-decade competition. If Buwen Peak’s disciple will not get a good result in this competition. Bring to the Presbyterian Church to abolish the Buwen Peak line.”

Ye Yuesheng stunned slightly, and muttered: “Ten years, is it ten years so soon?”

Yan Changfeng gave a cold snort.

Wanderer Tranquility Sect is the nine great sects of the Western Profound Region, with millions of disciples and three thousand branches.

Buwen Peak ranked last, and it has been in decline for more than a thousand years.

At the back, not even a disciple could be recruited.

Finally, I recruited a mortal like Ye Yuesheng.

Even after the death of the previous Master, because he had only one disciple, Ye Yuesheng had to inherit the mantle and become the Master of Buwen Peak.

But this magnificent Buwen Peak Master turned out to be a mortal without a Cultivation Base.

Mortals!

He didn’t even step in the door to practice.

What qualifications does he have to be a Peak Master?

It’s just a big joke.

Moreover, over the years, Ye Yuesheng, who has become a Master, has opened the door to recruiting disciples everywhere.

But as long as a disciple with spiritual roots, who would worship a mortal to practice?

Is your brain flooded?

Therefore, all the disciples recruited by Buwen Peak were unable to practice, and even the spiritual roots had no waste.

Let such a group of ordinary people occupy a branch of Wanderer Tranquility Sect and enjoy the spiritual resources provided by Sect. Isn’t it a waste?

Buwen Peak has long been a joke in Sect.

The head can tolerate him for ten years, which is already the limit.

Seeing him preaching to these disciples in a decent manner, Yan Changfeng only found it absurd.

sermon?

Is he worthy of being an ordinary person?

Of course, Yan Changfeng wouldn’t listen to what he said. After delivering the news, he immediately took the sword.

With a “swish”, he rose into the air and flew away in the wind!

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