All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"You ask this because you don’t understand Brother Ming at all!"

"Brother Ming is the best person I have ever seen! Brother Ming has never restricted us! Although Brother Ming always speaks very harshly, Brother Ming has always given us unlimited freedom!"

"This world is infinitely wonderful! But what I like more is Brother Ming!"

"Brother Ming can let us cook Xiang and hot pot in Zongmen Square!"

"Brother Ming allows us to freely build our own little home! Hehe, although the fortress of the Dimensional God Realm I built for the first time later collapsed!"

"Brother Ming even allowed three generations of disciples to call them dad everywhere every day! Hehe, so for the first time I have 10,000 more sons in the game! What a novel experience!"

"Brother Ming is not only our master, but also our eldest brother, and even more our friend! I can be as strong as I am today, all because of Brother Ming's help!"

"And no matter how much trouble we get into, Brother Ming will stand up and support the whole world for us!"

……

Wang Lufei said extremely seriously.

When he said the last sentence, Wang Lufei thought of the scene during the flood, the first of the five disasters of heaven!

I ran out willfully and recklessly to save Hei and his grandfather!

But because of this, millions of ancient people and all players were implicated!

However...

Brother Ming didn't even say a word of reprimand, but stood up and blocked the huge disaster he caused!

Brother Ming will always be my Brother Ming!

Feng Xiu was stunned. Feng Xiu couldn't believe what Wang Lufei said rationally!

After all, which sect leader would allow his disciples to cook in the sect square?

Do you even allow your disciples to call people daddy everywhere?

If there really were such disciples, they would have been killed long ago!

But...

Feng Xiu's intuition told him that what Wang Lufei said was true!

For a moment... a trace of emotion flowed through Feng Xiu's heart for a long time!

That's the memory from when Feng Xiu was a child!

"One day, I will also establish my sect! I want to be your master and teach you powerful skills! I want to be everyone's big brother and protect everyone! And I will always be everyone’s good friend!"A seven-year-old child swore loudly and seriously. It was also... Fengxiu in his childhood!

More than two thousand years have passed!

Fengxiu lowered his head and found that he had become an old-fashioned man. A person who strictly abides by the rules of the Holy Land, does not dare to step too far, and clearly knows his status and how to respond respectfully when facing powerful people.

A monk whose heart has become cold and his spine has bent!

The only thing... he did not become a child. The person he wanted to be!

However, He Yiming became that person!

The person who single-handedly established the Yanhuang Sect!

The person who treated all his disciples as his younger brothers and friends, allowing the disciples to do whatever they wanted, be free and happy!

"They are really happy!"Feng Xiu looked up again at this time and realized that it didn't matter whether it was Wang Lufei or the Four Heavenly Kings of JOJO! Or the tens of thousands of disciples of the Yanhuang Sect in the Yanhuang Sect Square before, or even the nearly a hundred Yanhuang Sect disciples who came to the Holy Land to communicate!

What is most common among these disciples... is not the arrogance possessed by powerful forces!

Nor is it the fear possessed by weak forces!

But... happiness!

"We Zhongzhou monks, the more we practice, the more fearful we become, the more terrified we become, the more terrified we become!"

"Fear the way of heaven, fear the might, and fear the disciples!"

"The stronger the strength, the more fear in the heart grows! There are more and more chains that restrict our progress! Every one of us Zhongzhou monks will end up living like this!"

"If we are like this, we will stop at the Heavenly Elixir Realm. Is it any wonder?"

"instead……"

"From the very beginning, He Yiming never put any chains on his disciples!"

"He Yiming, the hearts of every one of his disciples are infinitely free! There are no constraints or restrictions at all! so……"

"Every disciple of He Yiming has unlimited possibilities!"

……

Feng Xiu suddenly realized it, and even felt a little bit envious.

At this time, he looked at Wang Lufei again. With the change in his mood, Feng Xiu finally saw a trace of Wang Lufei's true strength!

Invincible!

Although the entire ancient spirit realm is vast and boundless!

But... at this moment, Feng Xiu felt that there was no monster in the entire ancient spirit realm that could be Wang Lufei's opponent!

Not only did Feng Xiu sense it at this time, I'm afraid... those powerful Tiandan monsters also noticed it!

"No wonder no monsters have come to attack us.……"Feng Xiu suddenly understood.

Killing a half-step demon beast, such rich blood, and the Yanhuang Sect disciples gathered to eat hot pot, the sound was so loud, and the noise was so intense!

If the team of the Holy Land Organization had been attacked by more than a dozen Tiandan demons long ago!

But until now... not a single Heavenly Pill Demon has appeared!

It’s all explained!

Although he had never seen Wang Lufei take action, Feng Xiu suddenly had a feeling...

He might not even be able to block Wang Lufei's punch!

"I……"For a moment.

Feng Xiu almost said that, I want to join the Yanhuang Sect!

But in the end, Feng Xiu still kept these words in his heart.

Two thousand years of practice and Taoism still reminded Feng Xiu of his identity!

"Hahahaha, I’ve eaten and drank enough, I’m going back first!"After finishing the hot pot, Wang Lufei waved his hand, turned around and walked away.

Feng Xiu looked at Wang Lufei's back quietly and bowed silently...

At the same time, somewhere in an unspeakable and incredible world!

In the deepest part of an extremely secretive castle that contains the vicissitudes of ancient times...

It is also the deepest dungeon of the headquarters of the Black God Sect.

"Ahhhh! Don't slap me in the face, it hurts! ah!"

Beef Noodles screamed while being beaten violently by a group of men in black robes.

"Damn it, that He Yiming didn't come to the God and Demon Tower at all, and he had no intention of handing over the pill recipe! asshole!!!"The man in black robe No. 75 was trembling with rage.

Just now, he called He Yiming three times in a row.

But He Yiming actually... hung up my Lingxi Horn Flute?

Damn it, He Yiming actually gave up on him. His own son beef noodles?

"In this case, don't blame me for being cruel!"The man in black robe No. 75 smiled coldly, and then glanced at the beef noodles.

"He is no longer useful!"The man in black robe No. 75 said coldly.

"So, what to do with him?"A few men in black robes around asked immediately.

"He Yiming has already given up on his son. That's right. How could such a powerful monk care about the life and death of a mere son!"

"Three days later, I will invite a soul searcher to carefully search everything about this beef noodle, and dig out all his secrets! Haha, maybe the Yanhuang Sect put some protection on the beef noodles, but unfortunately, it’s meaningless!"

"The person I hired is the most professional soul searcher!"

……

The man in black robe No. 75 smiled disdainfully, and then ordered a few of the men in black robes to continue the torture. He was optimistic about the beef noodles, so he turned around and left.

"Alas, all this hard work has been in vain!"

"yes!"

"If I had known this, I might as well have searched for the soul from the beginning. I knew that He Yiming would give up on his son! If it were me, I would give up too! How could a son be as important as a prescription like Sanyuan Yingsha Dan?"

……

Several men in black robes chatted while beating beef noodles.

As we chatted, we talked about the upcoming ranking competition.

"The ranking competition is about to begin. Hey, with our little strength, we can only continue to be four-digit juniors!"

"Yes, who asked us to cultivate in the Cailunhai realm? How can we fight against guys with three figures? Their weakest ones are half-step Tiandan!"

"We have been reduced to four-digit juniors for four or five years. If we still can't be promoted, I'm afraid we will be replaced by new people. By then, not only will our status be at stake, I'm afraid, even our lives will be at risk.……"

……

These men in black robes were filled with deep despair as they chatted.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded

"Do you desire power?"

Although Beef Noodles was tied up, hung upside down, and beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, suddenly, Youyou whispered something, full of indescribable weirdness and mystery.……

【This chapter explains the most essential difference between players and indigenous monks! It also explains why players can easily break through the realm and there are no inner demons or ceilings!】

【In the next chapter, the plot begins to take off! High energy and excitement are about to begin! Guys, please help me sit tight! The excitement of the fourth test era has only officially begun now! 】