I, the Mortal Sect Master, Rely Entirely on My Disciples' Brains to Cultivate My Abilities.

Good news: I have awakened the system! Bad news: You can't use the props given by the system! ! ! I can only rely on the brains of my disciples to maintain my status as the sect leader, fearing that they will beat me to death with one punch. I jumped off a cliff in despair, but when I was about to die, I activated the [Eternal First Sect Master System]! Bite! Newbie gift package: Host life span +500 years! The physical body is invulnerable to all means·Elementary level! I'm ecstatic! But the system prompts: [The host's cultivation level cannot be improved, and rewards can only be given to sect members. My mentality collapsed and I cursed the system angrily. As a result, I was struck by a [Sky Thunder Strike (Mini Version)] that was so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside! Okay, you are awesome! I admit defeat! In order to complete the task, I found the silly disciple who was born with supernatural power, and threw the [Excellent Thick Earth Spiritual Root] to him. In an instant, divine light descended from the sky, spiritual energy poured in, and the monks in the town knelt down to worship! The apprentice thought on the spot that I was a peerless expert in the game world, and he was so excited that he kept kowtowing! Me (inner OS): You're welcome, the system sent it, not mine... Later, I only spent 200 years of my life to switch from the system to this heaven-level technique. He threw it to the second disciple casually: "Take it, the basic mental method, don't dislike it." Second Disciple (trembling all over): Heaven... Heaven level technique! Master actually regards it as the foundation! This is the real avenue! I looked at the two apprentices who were crazy and self-involved, and I just wanted to say: I'm really just a warehouse manager, why do you think I'm the best in the world? !