My Disciples All Want to Kill Me to Become a Taoist Priest

When I woke up, I became a great saint. I was stabbed in the back and failed to ascend. My disciples and disciples are all over the righteous and evil paths, and they all want to pull me down. My son is rebellious and breaks my heart. It doesn't matter, I just want to earn disobedience points. Don't be afraid of a few more traitors! But why do you all regard me as the incarnation of a koi fish? From that day on, traitors fell in front of my door every day. The current Imperial Master: Stop talking, I would like to be a lackey under the sage. What? Aren't you invincible? Be tougher! I feel bitter because I just want my sons to be rebellious. As a loving father, I have really endured too much. You treacherous sons, my father is really worried about you. Please, please disobey me at least once! This article is also known as "Every day a traitor falls at my door" and "I am definitely not the light of the right path" For relaxed cultivation, welcome to the pit!