My disciples have hidden identities

You play your own way, you set up a fart sect, wouldn't it be more comfortable to be a casual cultivator?

This situation is as bad as having a guild in an online game but not having a guild ranking.

If you don't compete for first, second and third, then what is the motivation for self-motivation?

"I understand."

Ji Pingsheng took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly became serious.

He suddenly understood what happened to the sense of disobedience he had always felt.

"What do you understand?"

Qiu Xindie and Lu Hejin looked at Ji Pingsheng curiously.

"There seems to be something wrong with the Mysterious God Realm."

Ji Pingsheng looked at the two of them and said speechlessly, "I understand why I'm so lazy."

He is lazy, not his fault, but the fault of the world.

"Look at the current mess in the Mysterious God Realm."

"The holy land is not visible, the temples are self-closing, and the sects play their own games. Even the Great Yan Dynasty and Chaos Demon Sea Area are playing house."

Ji Pingsheng sighed.

He has felt that something is wrong in the past few years, but he has never thought about it in other directions.

Now after being pointed out by Qiu Xindie, he finally understood.

This frankly doesn't look like a living world!

The current Xuanshen Realm is like a huge cemetery!

As the top power in the Mysterious God Realm, where are those holy places?

He has always heard about it, but has never seen people in the Holy Land.

Where are the holy sons and daughters of your Great Holy Land?

Come out to explore the world, become famous, and destroy the sect and family with a single disagreement!

This should be normal.

But now, what is the only Yaochi Holy Land that I have heard of doing?

Opening a hot spring hotel!

Oh my God!

Ji Pingsheng felt his head was buzzing.

The Great Yan Dynasty and the Chaotic Sea Territory have been at odds for hundreds of years, and there has not been a single war. How about the two of you playing house?

What about dawdling with Billy?

Zongmen also play in their own way, and he has never heard of a peerless genius emerging from a certain sect.

Or a good-for-nothing boy suddenly appeared and shouted 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

With so many people in the Mysterious God Realm, according to the theory of probability, there is no result of quantitative change leading to qualitative change.

There are no heavenly treasures, nor the remains of ancient monks.

Nothing!

The more Ji Pingsheng thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly had a feeling.

It feels like the Mysterious God Realm is not a complete world!

Although he thought so, Qiu Xindie and Lu Hejin didn't feel anything strange.

Qiu Xindie and Lu Hejin looked at each other, they didn't understand why Ji Pingsheng's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

"Is there something wrong? The Mysterious God Realm is not in chaos."

Lu and Jin wondered, "Wouldn't it be better to be peaceful?"

"Peace is good, but if it's too peaceful, then what's the point of cultivation? Isn't farming more peaceful?"

Ji Pingsheng sighed deeply: "The current Xuanshen Realm is like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves."

"I think you are sick!"

Qiu Xindie rolled his eyes at Ji Pingsheng, and said unceremoniously: "Mysterious God Realm is very good, there is no threat to the small world outside the world, so you don't need to worry about it!"

"You should see if you can pass this Zongmen martial arts consent form."

"Missy said yes."

Lu Hejin echoed from the side: "The small worlds outside the Mysterious God Realm are even worse. They are all half-dead. Compared with them, the Mysterious God Realm is already super powerful."

"Maybe I'm overthinking."

Ji Pingsheng muttered, flipped through the consent form, and nodded without looking at it carefully: "There is no need to discuss this, I agree."

He had no reason to refuse. Anyway, there are a group of monsters in his house, so there is no danger in letting them go out and fight.

What's more, a depth bomb can be dropped on this pool of stagnant water.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Okay, then it's decided."

Qiu Xindie nodded, and opened the Zongmen Xingwu consent form to be stamped.

"There are two parts to Zongmen martial arts, one is the disciple battle, and the other is the suzerain battle. You'd better prepare for it, after all, you are too weak."

As Qiu Xindie said, she was about to pick up the seal and put it on top.

"and many more!"

At the moment when the seal was about to be stamped on the consent form, Ji Pingsheng made a sudden move and snatched the seal from Qiu Xindie's hand.

Qiu Xindie: "..."

Qiu Xindie looked blankly at his empty hands, paused for two seconds, then glared at Ji Pingsheng: "What are you doing!"

"Cough cough."

Ji Pingsheng coughed twice, played with the seal that still had Yu Wen, and said solemnly: "I personally think that this matter is still to be discussed."

He didn't read the consent form carefully and almost made a big mistake.

It's okay to let the disciples fight, they are all monks of the same generation, and the victory or defeat is only a matter of thought.

But it would be wrong to let him go!

All the suzerains are old men who are hundreds of years old, and let him fight them with one of them who is no more than 25 years old.

What are you playing, mahjong?

Qiu Xindie looked at Ji Pingsheng coldly, bursting with anger, gritted his teeth and said: "Ji Pingsheng, what do you want to do, you are the one who agrees, and you are the one who disagrees, I don't think you are here to help, you are here to make trouble Bar!"

"I just feel that Zongmen Xingwu is a bit too old-fashioned."

Ji Pingsheng gave a dry laugh, and gently put the seal back on the table.

"It's not old-fashioned, but very novel. This is where your value lies!"

Qiu Xindie took the seal and was about to press it on the consent form.

"No!"

Ji Pingsheng was shocked, and hastily grabbed Qiu Xindie's wrist, pulling her back forcibly.

"Miss Qiu, you really want me to die!"

"That's not true, I just want to see you make a fool of yourself, let go, let me go!"

"Don't let it go, you can't sign this thing!"

"Let go! You're going to drag me and shout molestation again!"

Just as Ji Pingsheng and Qiu Xindie were tugging back and forth, Lu and Jin on the side suddenly made a move. He directly stretched out his hand and pushed Ji Pingsheng, protecting Qiu Xindie behind him, and said righteously: "Sect Master Ji, men and women can't bear it." Darling, please show some respect!"

I call you a son of a bitch!

Ji Pingsheng cursed secretly in his heart, stared at Lu and Jin and said: "This is asking the suzerain to go up and fight, do you want to be abused?"

"hey-hey."

Lu and Jin chuckled: "I abstain, Huichunzong will not participate!"

Enough!

He didn't expect this wave to keep himself out of the matter.

But Lu and Jin can do it, but he can't!

If he quit too, wouldn't he be in vain?

"Then what do you want?"

Qiu Xindie rubbed the red wrist that was held by Ji Pingsheng, and didn't care too much, said with a headache: "This matter has been pressed for a long time, if we don't come up with a plan, it will be messed up again."

"This……"

After thinking about it, Ji Pingsheng cautiously suggested: "Didn't I tell you about several ways to make money before?"

"For example, how about replacing the sect's martial arts with a sports meeting?"

He was forced by Qiu Xindie before to ask how the Zongmen Alliance made money, and casually said that a sports meeting charged ticket money.

"Sports meeting?"

Qiu Xindie and Lu Hejin asked in a daze, "What is this?"

"It's a little hard to explain."

Ji Pingsheng said: "It's probably about running faster, flying higher, riding more handsomely, and being stronger."

"baffling!"

Qiu Xindie was confused, and looked at Ji Pingsheng with suspicion in his eyes: "Are you sure this is more interesting than practicing martial arts?"

"You can try it."

Ji Pingsheng said: "At least it can make more money than fighting."

"As long as you can make money, can't you shut them up?"

"That's true."

Qiu Xindie showed a thoughtful expression, she knew best, compared to fame, what attracts those sects most is profit.

After all, if you have money, you can buy more resources.

After figuring it out, Qiu Xindie's always ugly face eased a lot, and she said to Ji Pingsheng with a smile: "Then I'll leave it to you to come up with a plan in a short time, is it okay? "

"pass it to me?!"

Ji Pingsheng was shocked, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I have never done it, and I don't know what to do."

Isn't it a fantasy for you to ask him to hold an Olympic Games?

"Who will come if you don't come?"

Qiu Xindie snorted coldly: "That's the decision!"

"They're all partners, so it's time for you to contribute!"

Ji Pingsheng looked embarrassed, and after hesitating for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

"Then let me try."

There is no way, if you want to gain something, you have to pay something.

He didn't want to play mahjong with a group of old men in the ring, so he had to come up with a plan.

Ji Pingsheng, chief planner of the first Olympic Games of the Yan Dynasty in the Xuanshen Realm, is here to report!

After a major event was settled, Qiu Xindie's mood obviously improved a lot, and she even took out a chair from the ring and put it beside her.

"Come on, Ji Dahuyou, please sit down."

Qiu Xindie patted the chair and beckoned to Ji Pingsheng.