I'll Take in Thousands of Disciples and Return Them in Return. My Master Is Too Enigmatic.

Zhang Heng traveled through another world and received thousands of rewards from the system for recruiting disciples. He collected the sons of the world's fortunes. Equipment was all powered by the system, and teaching was all dependent on the system hanging up. However, every word he said casually, his disciples thought it had a profound meaning and automatically made up their minds. For Zhang Heng, just make up their mind. As long as they practice hard, he can level up even while lying down. It's just that his disciples are weird enough. There is the Nirvana Young Supreme who was dug up by his cousin when he was a child. Don't bully the young man who was divorced and was lucky enough to be poor. There are travelers from other worlds. There are witches, witches... Many years later. Zhang Heng talked in his sleep and wanted to see the black silk. After hearing this, the disciples directly pulled out the thread of the rules of the Three Thousand Dao, saying that the master wanted them to fight against the Dao.