The Teacher Who Was Wronged Is Omnipotent

[Advance collection of "The Senior Sister Next Door is Reading Again" and "The Apprentices Can Hear My Voice After Amnesia" are waiting for food in the column. (See text below)] Copywriting of this article: Wen Que traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and had an immortal master: The master has an immortal spirit and is respected by everyone. Senior brother was born with a sword bone and used his own body to forge the sword. Senior sister is unparalleled in her elegance and proves the Tao through joy Junior brother is pure and pure, he has healed countless people Junior sister is a daughter of a famous family and a descendant of the royal family. And she is the good-for-nothing little third child who doesn't care about anyone in the world. She can be struck by lightning even if she practices at home. Of course, it was only after she was struck by lightning that she discovered that all her sect of immortals were wronged, and none of them would end well. Sooner or later, this injustice to the master will be over. Before Wen Que could sort out the details of being struck by lightning, he discovered that his little junior sister, the scumbag girl of the Neptune, was strutting through the market with the beautiful boy she had just "robbed" up the mountain. She couldn't help holding her own brains and complaining in the bottom of her heart: It's over! Junior sister, this playboy scumbag! Why are everyone grabbing it? Does she know that is the little prince from the demon world next door? The demon world is in trouble! The call will come to your door the next day! Junior sister: "Wen Jiujiu, can you say it again?" Wenque: Huh? The disciples of Venerable Luofeng of Wuya Peak of Tianyang Sect are all amazing and talented. Only the third disciple who is neither above nor below is not very talented. People often forget that there is such a person on Wuya Peak. Even Venerable Luo Feng himself often didn't remember that he had such a disciple, and other disciples rarely noticed that there was such a junior sister/senior sister, until one day, they found that they could hear Wen Que's heartfelt voice, which was closely related to them. [Ah ah ah, Second Senior Sister, don't leave! If you go down the mountain this time, you won't be able to come back! That fiancé who has killed a thousand swords will stab you to death the night he gets married to you and sacrifice you to his sword! The second senior sister who was about to go down the mountain suddenly staggered: What? The next day, the second senior sister beat her cheap fiancé half to death, took her fiancé's "compensation" Shi Shiran back to the sect, and generously gave half of it to Wen Que. Wenque: Huh? The junior brother was happily preparing to share the pastries sent by Xiao Qingmei with his classmates, when he heard Wen Que's inner murmur. [If I remember correctly, this pastry should be leftover from a banquet at Xiao Qingmei's house. It seems to have been stored for several days. Is it past the shelf life? Junior Brother:? ? ? [And if I remember correctly, the banquet at Xiao Qingmei's house was just to get Xiao Qingmei engaged. Will the junior brother be kicked when he goes back next time? Junior Brother:! ! ! Within a few days, the younger junior brother came back with a white face, but his eyes were clear and relieved. He gave Wen Que a storage bag of pills and spiritual stones, "The third senior sister is the best to me in this world!" Wenque: Huh? It was a rare occasion for the sect's senior brother to return to his expressionless face. This time, he actually had a little smile on his face. Just because he had found his long-lost family, his eyes were a little gentler. Seeing the worthless appearance of the senior brother, Wen Que's heart was trembling: [The unjust elder brother must not know that his family members knew where he was from the beginning, and they were the ones who abandoned him back then. Now they are looking for him to come back, which means they are interested in the sword bone in his body, and want to cut out his sword bone and transplant it to his cheap brother! Senior Brother: "..." Not long after that, the eldest brother returned to the sect with his hair stained with blood, and threw a storage bag to Wen Que, "The things in it are enough for you to refine a good natal sword." Wen Que looked confused: "Elder brother, have you just come back from robbery?" The senior brother nodded: "Yes." Wen Que: "But Senior Brother, I am not a swordsman!" Senior Brother: "..." Even Venerable Luo Feng, who has been grieving the spring and autumn in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain all year round, heard the voice of his cheap third disciple: [Ah, Master is crying again. Should I tell him that Master's Wife has been reincarnated a long time ago, and he can't be resurrected no matter how much he uses forbidden magic? Venerable Luo Feng:? ? ? If Master continues to cry like this secretly, Master's Wife should have married someone else long ago, right? Venerable Luo Feng:! ! ! Venerable Luo Feng, who broke out of the barrier, was like a gust of wind passing by, and he also snatched away the sniffing bird who was thinking in vain. Wen Que: Huh? As the most inconspicuous disciple of Tianyang Sect Wuya Peak, Wen Que often felt that this unfair sect would be finished sooner or later without him. Enemies of the teacher's sect: Everything you said is right! =================================== =================================== [Column Advance Collection No. 1]: "After Amnesia, My Disciples Can Hear My Heart" is waiting for food in the column—— Fairy Wentian Zong Linxi lost her memory again, and this time she even forgot that she was the strongest swordsman in the sect. Flying with a sword can make him fall off the mountain. He can't tell the difference between fairy grass and poisonous grass, and he almost falls to the point where he can't take care of himself. All the immortal friends: Fortunately, she has several good apprentices who are filial and can provide for her in old age. Feng Linxi, who had just traveled through time and was still adapting to his new identity, looked at the "good" disciples under his sect and felt that his future life would be like the surface of the moon, full of pits. I don't know what criteria I used to select my disciples, and how I was able to accurately select these "sons of destiny". The eldest disciple was born with a sword that was both beautiful and powerful, and everyone who came close to him would become unfortunate. In the end, everyone betrayed their relatives and left the sword, giving birth to inner demons, and perished together with the world. Feng Linxi: [Probably my biggest misfortune is that I see this slim waist and abdominal muscles but don't have the chance to touch them...] Big Disciple:? ? ? [Should I say it or not, I can give birth to inner demons and play with myself to death. This child's psychological endurance is not good. Instead of inflicting internal damage on himself, it is better to inflict external damage on others. If someone else is unfortunate, what does it have to do with him? Great Disciple:... The second apprentice's half-demon body was difficult to cultivate, and he was incompatible with the disciples around him and had a withdrawn personality. His biggest wish in this life was to remove his own demon bones and demon blood and become a human completely. However, things always went against his wishes and he eventually became a demon king, and then led the demon race and the human race to fight. Feng Linxi: [Can I also have these fluffy ears and fluffy tail? Plush lovers simply can't stand it! If it could be turned into a prototype, I don't know how popular it would be! Second Disciple:? ? ? [What's so good about becoming a human! It's obvious that those people have no discernment and don't know how good-looking this child is! Also, knowing clearly that those monsters treat him as a tool, yet giving up his life for a little bit of hypocritical kindness, how can he bully this child who lacks love! Second Disciple:... The third apprentice has a voluptuous figure and beautiful appearance, but has a strong personality and cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes. He has been misunderstood and criticized for many years, but he is willing to fall into the devil for the sake of his duplicitous "best friend" and will never recover. Feng Linxi: [This waist! These legs! This... Hiss, this tragic and beautiful appearance that splits the sky! Do all people in the world of immortality eat so well? Third Disciple:? ? ? [She is just a bit stupid. It's not her fault that she is beautiful. Why does she feel inferior because of her appearance? Her beauty is absolute justice! And this kid has poor eyesight, what kind of best friend is he? Be a boudoir! It's simply poisonous! It's only because she's never had good food that she feels like people are treating her well! Third Disciple:... Good guy, the fourth disciple is a good cultivator of demons with an innate demon body, and the fifth disciple's innocent body is destined to be a Buddha... [The personnel of this division alone is enough to organize several world wars——] Disciples:... The disciples discovered that after the Master lost his memory this time, as long as they had a slight contact with the Master, they could hear the Master's voice that exploded in their lives under the cold and relegated appearance. Actually, they don't really want to hear it—— Feng Linxi: I didn't do anything. Why do the disciples look at me so strangely? Immortals: You didn't do anything, but your disciples are about to flatten the world. Disciples: When you don't really want to listen to Master's voice at home, you can only go outside and eliminate the "pits" that Master dislikes the most. ——This world is in tatters, who is mending it? ====== Purpose: Survive in adversity and strive to bloom the most beautiful flowers