Fantasy: I Finally Waited Until My Disciples Became a Teacher

Chapter 4 Big disciple’s first shot!

On Buwen Peak, Ye Yuesheng felt that his body was undergoing some changes.

This change was very subtle, and he couldn’t tell what it was.

But what is certain is that this is definitely beneficial to him.

“This broken system, after an apprenticeship task was sent, there was no movement.”

“Now there is another load activation, and it will take such a long time.”

Ye Yuesheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

However, he was actually very happy in his heart.

Other people’s systems are bound in an instant.

And his system, because of “the function is too powerful”, it takes a long time to activate.

Doesn’t that mean that his system will be too strong?

Thinking of this, Ye Yuesheng faintly looked forward to it.

…

At this time, Wanderer Tranquility Sect, about Buwen Peak disciples going out to participate in the Grand Competition, is still circulating.

Everyone is waiting to see the joke.

“Xianmen Grand Tournament, there are even mortals participating? Why do I find it so ridiculous!”

“No way, no matter what they say, they are all serious Buwen Peak disciples.”

“There isn’t a trace of Cultivation Base, a disciple who can’t even fly with the sword?”

“It’s estimated that it’s going to be a cutscene, and you will definitely surrender directly to the ring!”

“Buwen Peak, the shame of Sect, will finally be abolished?”

“In this competition, there are so many sects who came to watch the ceremony. It’s really shameful to let them compete on the court!”

…

In the Great Hall of Wanderer Tranquility Sect, dozens of figures in robes sit cross-legged.

“Junior Brother, this time I am forcing the Buwen Peak disciples to come out to participate in the competition, are you really planning to abolish Buwen Peak?” an old man slowly said.

On the other side, Wanderer Tranquility Sect head Nangong Xuanyun nodded slightly.

“Buwen Peak no longer has a cultivator. From the Master to the disciples, they are all mortals. If they are not abolished, they will be reduced to a joke of the sect.”

“It’s already a joke!” Grand Elder Li Zizai coldly snorted: “Buwen Peak back then, but the leader of the three thousand branches of Wanderer Tranquility Sect. Although there have been few disciples, all Cultivation Bases are strong. Unexpectedly, today It’s actually reduced to such a situation.”

The elder Wang Fan frowned slightly: “In this competition, many sects will come to watch the ceremony. It seems a bit wrong to let them take the stage to compete.”

“Yes, the reputation of Wanderer Tranquility Sect for hundreds of thousands of years cannot be ruined by these people.”

“The disciple of the martial arts competition is actually a mortal without a Cultivation Base. If this is spread outside, my Wanderer Tranquility Sect will be completely discredited.”

…

In the Great Hall, the elders spoke one after another.

The face of Xianmen can’t be lost like this.

“In my opinion, we can arrange a special competition for them, send a disciple to defeat them, and then drive down the mountain.”

An elder suggested.

Really let a group of mortals come on stage to compete, they can’t accept what it looks like.

“I support!”

“I support!”

…

The elders expressed their opinions one after another.

“If this is the case, I will send my disciples to talk and throw all these people down the mountain. After the competition is over, I will officially announce the abolition of Buwen Peak.”

Nangong Xuanyun made a decision.

Immediately transmit the sound.

Soon, a figure galloped down.

Eighteen disciples of Buwen Peak are still climbing the mountain step by step, rushing to the place where Dabi is.

In the sky, many disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect galloped past like birds, and many people were watching them.

Waiting to see their jokes.

Yan Changfeng’s figure turned into a streamer and fell in front of them.

“Brother Yan, what’s the matter?”

Fanxian, who was walking in the front, asked whether he was haughty or humble.

“Your Cultivation Base is too low, I’m here to send you down the mountain.” Yan Changfeng said with a sullen face.

“Go down the mountain?” Fan Xian shook his head slightly: “We are here to participate in the Wanderer Tranquility Sect competition, and we are not going to go down the mountain.”

“Hmph, Xianmen Dabi, can you mortals participate in it?”

Yan Changfeng’s nostrils turned upright: “If you don’t go down the mountain, don’t blame me for my ruthless action.”

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and slammed his hand and called Fanxian.

An ordinary man dare to talk back to him, and it is light to kill him.

“Cannibalism with the same family is strictly forbidden. Brother Yan doesn’t really want to kill, right?”

In midair, a disciple Wanderer Tranquility Sect saw this scene and lost his voice in shock.

“What kind of family? Even mortals who don’t have Cultivation Base deserve to be called the same family as me?”

Some disciples disagree.

“Yes, mortals should unconditionally obey the orders of the immortal cultivator. This guy, if he dares to talk back, he should kill without mercy if he doesn’t understand etiquette.”

“I’m afraid this is the meaning of the head. This time, there are many other sects to watch the ceremony. It really made this group of mortals go to the ring. Isn’t it a joke?”

“It makes sense, people from Buwen Peak, should have driven down the mountain long ago.”

“This Fanxian, I am afraid this time is dead.”

“Does that still need to be said?”

“I’m afraid it’s not just him, but the eighteen disciples of Buwen Peak are going to die today.”

The disciples of Wanderer Tranquility Sect talked a lot.

In their opinion, these people from Buwen Peak are already dead bodies.

Yan Changfeng is Qingyunfeng’s inner disciple, and the head personally passed him on. He will deal with a group of mortals. Is there any surprise?

Just when they thought the dust had settled and the situation was difficult to change, they suddenly felt a flower in front of them.

Fan Xian waved his hand gently, and there was no fluctuation in mana, and there was an endless purple qi coming from the sky above.

Yan Changfeng’s figure, like an arrow from the string, shoots straight down the mountain like a cannon.

“boom!”

Yan Changfeng’s body slammed into the foot of the mountain dozens of miles away, and a huge hole was actually smashed into the ground.

“This……”

There was silence.

The people who witnessed this scene were all petrified at this moment. *