If the bragging comes true, then it doesn’t count as bragging.

A new permission has been added.

Ning Yuan studied it carefully.

It is found that in this newly added labor demand section, most people who post labor demand need to be paid.

Only a few people insist on generating electricity for love.

For example, Liu Peiyuan, a casual cultivator, really wants to teach a group of disciples and pass on his legacy.

And there is Liu Ruyan from this Zixia Holy Land. She really wants to be a housewife.

These two people do not need to be paid for their work.

Ning Yuan was greatly moved when he saw it.

What I lack now is a teacher who can teach students how to practice.

This is really a pillow if you want to doze off.

And there is no need to pay.

It’s really hard for me to refuse such a beautiful thing.

Ning Yuan immediately chose to get in touch with Liu Peiyuan.

Yunxia world.

As a casual cultivator, Old Man Liu has become accustomed to being lonely these years, going through wind and rain alone.

Relying on his cultivation at the stage of becoming a god, he also made a name for himself in the world of immortality. However, his lifespan has been running out over the years, and he still has no hope of a breakthrough.

Then the idea of ​​recruiting disciples to pass on the mantle came up.

On this day, he had just returned from traveling outside.

This time he traveled mainly to find suitable seedlings, but still found nothing.

"Alas, this seedling from the Eastern Region is not good. Either his qualifications are not good, or his character is too bad. How can he be accepted as a disciple?"

On the top of the mountain, Old Man Liu, who was looking out with his hands behind his back, sighed leisurely.

Just when he was lost in thought, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hey, Lao Liu, do you want a disciple?"

"Who?" Old Man Liu suddenly looked back, looked around him warily, and held the magic formula in both hands in a defensive manner.

"This is our first meeting. My name is Ning Yuan. Do you want to recruit a group of outstanding disciples? I know there are a group of good seedlings. Do you want them?"

"Huh? How did you know that I wanted to take on a disciple?"

Old Man Liu was shocked. As a qualified casual cultivator, he had never revealed his thoughts of accepting a disciple to anyone.

How did this mysterious man know what he was thinking?

"Don't worry about how I know it. I just know it anyway. Just tell me whether you want it or not."

"That's easy to tell. Where are you? Why not come out and meet me."

Old Man Liu agreed on the surface, and his spiritual consciousness carefully explored the surroundings, but could not find any clues, and he became more and more shocked.

Could it be that this mysterious man's cultivation level was far superior to his?

"Well, I can't go there, so why don't you come directly."

"How do I get here?"

"I'm coming to catch you."

"Ok?"

Old Man Liu has not yet reacted.

next second.

He felt like he was captured by a powerful force and transported to another dimension.

Old Man Liu panicked instantly.

This mysterious man was indeed much stronger than him, leaving him powerless to resist.

After a period of turmoil.

Old Man Liu finally stood firm, and he finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Not far in front of him, stood a handsome young man.

The young man walked over with enthusiasm and stretched out his hands to him: "Hello, hello, I am Ning Yuan. Welcome to Blue Star."

"Uh uh hello."

Old Man Liu was a little embarrassed when he spoke.

He held Ning Yuan's hand stiffly with both hands.

Facing a powerful being whose realm is unclear, you would be panicked if it were you.

Ning Yuan said with enthusiasm: "Old sir, I have a group of disciples here. I would like to ask you to take the trouble to teach them. I wonder if it is possible."

for this request.

If an ordinary person made this request, Old Man Liu would definitely slap him in the face.

What's your level? Let me teach my disciples.

You can really draw a nose on a piece of paper. What a big face.

But the Ning Yuan in front of him seemed to be at a much higher level than him.

Old Man Liu couldn't refuse such a request from such a person.

He even regarded this as a kind of appreciation and felt a very glorious feeling in his heart.

It seems that I am quite capable, and I was actually invited by such a mysterious existence to teach my disciples.

only.

Old Man Liu, who is a dignified monk in the stage of transforming into gods, still said arrogantly: "Fellow Taoist, although my realm is not as high as yours, I still have very strict standards for my disciples. If they do not meet the requirements, I’m not willing to teach you my standards.”

"Of course." Ning Yuan nodded repeatedly.

Old Man Liu didn't expect Ning Yuan to be so polite, and for a moment he felt confidant: "Due to my limited energy, I can probably teach 10 disciples. If it is more, it will be a little bit beyond my ability. I don't know how many disciples you have." ?”

"Can I only teach 10 people?" Ning Yuan frowned, "But I have a lot of students."

"Oh, how many disciples do you have?" Old Man Liu asked doubtfully.

For monks like them, accepting disciples is an elite route, and being able to recruit 10 disciples is already pretty good.

After all, teaching disciples is very labor-intensive.

It is already not easy to guide a disciple in his daily practice. How can he teach so much?

Unexpectedly, Ning Yuan had more than 10 disciples.

Ning Yuan stretched out a finger.

"Do you have 100?" Old Man Liu panicked.

Ning Yuan shook his head: "No, I have 1000 students, and this is only temporary. Maybe there will be more in the future."

"what."

Old Man Liu almost fell down.

"No, why do you accept so many disciples? Do you have so many resources to support their cultivation?"

"I've accepted them all, so I can only teach them well."

"But," Old Man Liu was speechless, "are you going to teach me all these 1000 students?"

"Yes, is it okay?" Ning Yuan asked with hope.

"No, no, I can only teach 30 people at most." Old Man Liu shook his head repeatedly.

"Ah, I can only teach 30 people." Ning Yuan was disappointed.

Seeing Ning Yuan's disappointed expression, Old Man Liu gritted his teeth.

This master appreciates himself so much, so he shouldn't be too disappointed.

After thinking for a while, Old Man Liu gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Okay, I'm in trouble, I can teach 50 people, no more."

"Uh."

Seeing the determined expression on Old Man Liu's face, Ning Yuan didn't know that teaching 50 disciples was the old man's limit.

I really didn’t expect that making disciples would be so troublesome.

According to when he went to school, there were a maximum of 100 people in a class.

The classroom was full in front and back.

The teacher can teach whatever he wants.

I didn’t expect that this old man could only teach 50 people, which was really disappointing.

But I understand it when I think about it.

Regarding matters like cultivation, we are very serious and cannot make any mistakes.

Therefore, as a spiritual teacher, you must always pay attention to the spiritual practice of your disciples, and correct any discrepancies in time.

As for Ningyuan's schooling, at that time, teachers taught students casually, regardless of whether they understood or not. The effort required was naturally not of the same level.

"Okay, old sir, let's choose the disciples. Please turn around."

"Turn around?"

Old Man Liu followed Ning Yuan and turned his head without knowing why. Only then did he realize that there were thousands of people standing in the open space behind him.

These thousands of people all looked very immature, a bunch of young boys.

The oldest one is no more than 20 years old.

This group of young boys were covered with white cloth ribbons, and each of them was decorated, as if they had just experienced a hard battle.

However, these young boys were also determined and had serious injuries on their bodies. However, when they stood just now, they didn't even hum.

Old man Liu never noticed anyone behind him.

These young boys are naturally students from Shanhe University.

Old Man Liu had just arrived, and he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to explore. He really didn't notice that there were so many people standing behind him.

At this time, Ning Yuan next to him spoke.

I saw him saying to many students: "You heard what you just said, this old gentleman can only accept 50 disciples, it depends on which of you is lucky."

After Ning Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Old Man Liu next to him: "Old sir, please choose 50 disciples."

I don't know.

Old Man Liu was already stupid at this moment.

What did he see?

The group of young boys in front of me might not seem like anything at first glance, but at a second glance, it turns out that all they see is the Holy Body.

I can actually see so many holy bodies at the same time. Am I dreaming?

Old Man Liu was completely confused.

He couldn't imagine what a grand scene it would be if he taught this group of disciples.

At this time, Ning Yuan's words suddenly came to his ears, "You choose 50 disciples."

Old Man Liu retorted instantly and took Ning Yuan's hand: "50? No, no, no, no, I want them all."