Tools, Teachers, Respect Students

[No, I still can't write. Sorry, this article has been abandoned. The demonic cultivator wantonly smeared the living beings. In order to protect the right path, the sword master Yu Anjin resisted thousands of troops with his body, and pulled the demon master to self-destruct. The body and bones are gone, the soul is gone, but the consciousness is still there. Seeing his eldest apprentice die because of him, Yu Anjin became angry and tried to improve himself. He confidently took his things and practiced wildly. Within a hundred years, he became the light of the righteous path and the new sword master. Countless beautiful cultivators threw themselves into his arms, and countless forces respected him. In the righteous path, one person was inferior to ten thousand people, and he responded to his every call. He also saw that his second disciple, who had always respected him, was in a devastated state of mind due to his death. In grief and anger, he became a demon and his cultivation greatly increased. Not only did he kill all the Demon Lord's old tribe, but he also became the new Demon Lord. The second apprentice also took the last drop of his blood and rebuilt his body, and imprisoned him in the devil's palace. He tried to condense his remaining soul with magic all day long, and expressed his deep love to him in front of him. Until Yu Anjin saw his third apprentice. This person has the most mediocre qualifications. He is timid and cowardly. When he sees him, he only dares to call him master timidly and dare not look at him. He is the little apprentice who is often ignored by him. In order to protect his belongings, the young apprentice had his spiritual roots destroyed and his muscles, veins, roots and bones shattered by his elder apprentice. In order to get back his hard work, his eyes and tongue were gouged out by his second apprentice. In the end, the young apprentice who was fused with filth and did not belong to the three realms was used by the elder apprentice and the second apprentice to use a trick to refine the life into a pill with divine fire. His soul and flesh and blood turned into ashes bit by bit, until his whole body melted away. The little disciple who was not good at words was still holding a piece of his clothes tightly in his hand. Once reborn, he returned to the fiftieth year of his death. With only a trace of his soul left, Yu Anjin went to the deepest part of the dirty and smelly quagmire and found his young apprentice who could neither see nor speak, and had become a cripple. He looked at the little apprentice who was huddled up with bruises all over his body, carefully hiding the corner of his clothes over his heart, crying without knowing what he was dreaming about. Yu Anjin knelt down and touched the top of his little apprentice's hair unfamiliarly: "Be good, stop crying." "Master is here." This article is also known as: "My Wrongful Disciples and Me", "The Great Disciple of Qidian Long Aotian", "The Second Sick and Paranoid Disciple of Jinjiang", "The Cannon Fodder Passerby Disciple", "Oh, So I'm a Tool Man", "The Tool and His Cannon Fodder Disciple" Concept: The smartest may not necessarily be the best.