The system only allows me to accept female students

It has been more than three hundred years since Du Xuan came to this world, relying on his supreme talent to cultivate, he is only one step away from being the sage of the world, unparalleled in the world.

But at this moment he got stuck, and the realm no longer listened.The damn system has come at this time?

Isn't it good to go directly to Dzogchen? What system is needed?

Moreover, this system master has a peculiar preference. The system only accepts female disciples, and only by conquering them can the cultivation base be further improved.

Can this be tolerated?This is obedient and accepts disciples honestly.

Big disciple: Master, Master, do you have unreasonable thoughts about me?

Master, don’t be shy. Second disciple: Master, all disciples listen to you...

Third Disciple: Master, please be bold, don’t be shy, Master, come here hehehehe...

This shit

Chapter 1 He is finally willing to accept disciples

Central Continent.

Qianling Sword Sect, Duxiu Peak.

On the cloud platform surrounded by aura, Du Xuan looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance with a sad face.

"God, why are you treating me like this?"

He checked his Inner Mansion and Spiritual Pond Consciousness Sea over and over again, and his cultivation was stuck like this.

He turned and checked thousands of times, but remained motionless.

"Depend on!"

Du Xuan cursed in a low voice.

Immediately, he looked towards the entrance at the foot of the mountain, where there were already more than a dozen disciples at the level of immortal seedlings who could no longer kneel.

"As for?"

Most of these disciples are charming children from all walks of life who have come here for fame. In terms of aptitude and talent, there is no doubt that they are all superior.

Just randomly pick one out of it, and put it in any other big sect, it will definitely be the object of key protection and cultivation.

But at this time they knelt there quietly, and the number continued to increase from time to time.

"Ugh."

Why bother.

If you come to pay homage to a teacher, you should come here carefully. There is no such thing as a master.

So many talented and brilliant disciples wanted to worship under Du Xuan's knees, secretly making many respected elders in the sect envious.

But in fact, Du Xuan is not happy at all, even there is a touch of sadness between his brows and eyes...

It was the Qianling Sword Sect's acceptance ceremony once every sixty years, and the most talented people in the entire world gathered at the mountain gate of the famous Qianling Sword Sect in Zhongzhou.

The group kneeling at the bottom came directly from Du Xuan, the venerable Changhong who was running towards Duxiu Peak, and it seemed that Du Xuan would not worship him according to his posture.

No way, really no way.

Who made him famous is really too loud, too full of compulsion.

Du Qianling Sword Sect is the current generation of Tianjiao, the youngest venerable in the past thousand years, the blazing Qianyao holy body, the suppressor of ancient beasts, ghosts and phoenixes, the killer of the evil Fukui sea dragon, the winner of the title of Yuming Wushuang, the most The owner of Luo Tianxi, a powerful minister of law, and the owner of Tianke Mingjian, a congenital spiritual treasure, Xuan.

The most respected person in the world, the most respected person in the world.

Du Xuan's head seemed to be covered with piles of title strips. As long as he revealed his identity, he would be the protagonist wherever he went, the absolute core of the spotlight.

But what's the use?

How many people can understand Tianjiao's pain?

It has been 300 years, Du Xuan has been in this world for 300 years.

In this world where the strong are respected, relying on this jaw-dropping holy body.

Adhering to the line and belief of secretly developing into a great god in the sect, Du Xuan forcibly withstood the temptation of the colorful world and endured the bitter loneliness of practicing alone.

Really, as long as you don't die in cultivation, you should cultivate towards death.

He promised that he had never been so focused on studying in his previous life.

With his hard work, in just over [-] years, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds to the point where he is almost the top of the world pyramid.

However, there is still a small gap, and it will become a truly unparalleled existence.

In this world of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, if you don't reach that level, you will always feel uneasy and uneasy in your heart.

Steady, do you understand?

Do you understand? !

After so many years of painstaking practice, isn't it just to go out and travel around the world one day without worrying about it?

To this day, he has already entered the peak state of the integration period, and one more step to perfection, and then a hard struggle is Mahayana.

But 60 years have passed by in a flash, and one year is fleeting. If such a cultivation base is so rigid, it has not moved at all, so Didi has not jumped a bit.

Is the Eucharist not working?

Talent is starting to go in vain?

This realm should float up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

I'm not proud. I'm not only practicing, I'm cultivating, and my diligence is directly maxed out.

But the cultivation base remained motionless.

harm.

"It's an asshole."

As a transmigrator who lived another life and possessed such a sacred body, although he did not have the assistance of the heaven-defying system, he was escorted and escorted by the elders of the sect since he was a child, and he did not encounter much trouble.

After all, it is full of unwillingness.

It was as if it was only a few points away from being able to take the No. 1 examination, it was No. [-], and it was the master of this world.

This foot has been raised, but no matter what, I can't step out, and I can't move.

What can I do.

For the sake of cultivation, he is still a child.

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