Whoever You Pick Will Shine: a Building Sweeper Who Has Been Building for a Hundred Years, and He Will Become a Big Boss After Taking on His Disciples.

Xie Yunshang stayed at the Lei Guangzong Library and scanned it honestly for a hundred years. He worked diligently and peacefully all his life, but in the end, he was mercilessly kicked out by the sect just because he stepped through the door with his right foot first. Desperate and desperate, she could only squat outside the spirit fairyland and earn a living by accepting disciples and worshiping her. Others choose their disciples above their heads, and only grab the favored ones with outstanding talents and excellent bones; She is the only one who specializes in picking up those down-and-out cultivators who are no longer wanted, are in a state of embarrassment, and have been abandoned by various immortal sects. Who would have expected that all the trash he picked up would be cheating against the will of the gods—— The eldest disciple relied on his unique knowledge of music and calligraphy to reach the Seven-Star Immortal Master in half a year and securely ranked sixth on the popular list; The second disciple made a weapon for the first time, and he refined the innate weapon spirit, and he was ranked 11th on the popular list! The whole world of immortality instantly went viral: That inconspicuous one-star master has his own magical power in his hands. Whoever he picks up will shine, and whoever he picks up will become a god! Countless casual cultivators squeezed their heads and tried their best to become her disciple. The principal, Xie Yunshang, was hugging the new little white cat in the courtyard, and was lecturing his disciples with a cold face: "Last night the Lei Guang Sect's palace collapsed, and this morning there were their cats in my courtyard... Who did this?" Everyone looked at the senior brother silently. Fei Shanyue handed over a bag of dried fish and calmly said, "The cat is nostalgic for old times and made a special trip to see the master." Xie Yunshang pinched the dried fish, feeling angry and helpless: If you pick up apprentices randomly from now on, I will definitely chop off your hands! The second disciple lightly touched up: Master, you said the same thing last time. Concept: Everyone is buried gold