My Survival Depends Entirely on My Apprenticeship. the Stronger My Apprentice Is, the Younger I Am.

[Fantasy Imagination System + Funny + Recruiting Disciples + Disciple Development] Zhou Yichen, who received the college admission notice, had not had time to plan his career as a teacher when he was transported to another world by a notice from the mountains written on the Lingyu Sect - he was transported to a dying old sect leader with only thirty days left to live, and he was the only one in the sect. Binding the apprenticeship system, the rules are simple and crude: accepting a disciple can extend your life and make you younger. The stronger the apprentice, the more powerful he will be. If the apprentice breaks through, he will benefit! But the problem is that he is now powerless, and his only capital is a brain full of modern knowledge. "System, you want me to use my sharp tongue to contain that young man who is being hunted? With my small body, I am just here to deliver food!" "Host, I only have 30 days left to live. I don't know when I will meet my apprentice next time." In order to survive, Zhou Yichen could only bite the bullet. Since then, there has been a sect with a unique painting style in the world of immortality: Alchemy? He used a pot to refine elixirs and created a strange elixir that made him laugh wildly for three hours after taking it. He called it scientific cultivation of immortality. Refining weapons? The flying sword has an S shape, which is euphemistically called a physical attack; the magic weapon looks like a crooked melon and a split jujube. Seeing his apprentices using outrageous skills to sweep through the world of immortality, Zhou Yichen touched his face, which looked decades younger, and said calmly: "Don't panic, you are cultivating science scientifically. The more you practice, the younger you become. Your apprentice is my humanoid power bank!" It's just that he didn't say that every time his apprentice used those weird skills to cause trouble, he, the sect leader, would secretly make up for it behind his back - after all, the stronger the apprentice, the more tender he becomes, so this wave of blood is worth the money!