Why Are My Disciples Plotting Against Me?

Facing the coming of the great age, Lu Li, who was rumored to have completed the Mahayana stage but was actually just a minor monk in the Qi refining stage, I have to keep an eye on everyone's expectations, open branches and leaves for Yunmiao Peak, and recruit disciples. But along with the disciples he recruited, he felt that the seemingly normal disciples seemed to have more problems than him. Can they really become the pillars of the sect? For the disciple who is trying hard to fill his stomach, why does the refined Bigu Pill make his stomach bigger? The second disciple, who is not very good at drawing, draws an invisibility talisman that emits strong light, but makes people unable to open their eyes? The third disciple secretly reads romance novels when he has nothing to do. Why can the word "Ten Thousand Swords" be cut out on a person's body by practicing the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique"? Even the fourth disciple, who seems to be the most normal, why does the formation he arranges start with a dog, and all the equipment has to be picked up, and it is more difficult to break the formation than to practice? "Master, it's time to take medicine!" "What elixir?" "A pill that allows Master to practice by himself even when he is sleeping~" It wasn't until Lu Li fell into coma that he realized that sleeping with elixirs was real, and practicing while sleeping was also real. It's just that the way of cultivation seems to be a million or so different from what he imagined! ! !