All My Disciples Are Kings

Ye Qiubai, Hongying, Ning Chenxin and other legends in the mortal world all come from the wild realm.

Under their influence, countless top forces in the mortal world came to the wilderness to set up strongholds and branch sects, and came here to cultivate talents and bring fresh blood to their sects.

Although it is partly because of the reputation of Ye Qiubai and others that they did this.

But what they value more is the luck in the wild realm.

 A small realm can actually have so many top people appear at the same time. Can the wild realm still bear this kind of luck? How can such a place be simple?

For such an elusive thing as luck, it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.

 The existence of Ye Qiubai and the others has fully proved that the wilderness realm has this kind of luck.

 This is the main reason why major forces come here to preach.

When Ning Chenxin returned to the wild realm, he felt as if he had been separated from another world.

Now it has become a holy place in the wilderness.

 Those who farm the land cultivate the land, and those who tend the cattle tend the cattle.

 Do not look at identity, do not look at background, do not engage in specialization.

 This is what Ning Chenxin said when he taught the villagers.

Ning Chenxin hid his body and aura and walked in the Zangdao Academy without telling anyone. After all, once someone found out that Ning Chenxin had returned here, he would probably not be at peace.

Moreover, the immortal energy in the wild realm is now extremely abundant, unlike before, not to mention the immortal energy, even the spiritual energy is extremely poor.

 Just in an open place, the sound of children shouting and reading could be heard.

 Nanyu Tibetan Taoist Academy.

 The students, the strong ones, and the secret realm of inheritance are not at the same level as before.

 It all depends on talent and strength.

 When Ning Chenxin came here, the building did not change much, but some territory was expanded.

 “Cultivation of the body will make its virtue true.”

 It’s just the same every day.

 “Do it without fighting, benefit without harm.”

And it seems that there is nothing unfair. The elders and hall masters here strictly abide by the rules set by Qin Tiannan.

 In a small mountain village in the southern region.

Being able to maintain his original intention under such circumstances, Ning Chen couldn't help but nodded slightly and went to other places.

 Qin Tiannan is still the dean of the Southern Tibetan Taoist Academy. He has not used Ye Qiubai and others for publicity in these years and has always kept a low profile. However, the speed of investigation in the monastic community is not undeserved.

This is where Ning Chenxin met Lu Changsheng for the first time. It was also here that Ning Chenxin worshiped Lu Changsheng as his teacher.

 When Ning Chenxin walked into it, it was not much different from before.

 After being exposed, a large number of people began to pour into the Southern Tibetan Taoist Academy.

 Nowadays, people in the village have begun to study and enrich themselves.

Ning Chenxin could see that there was a light and righteous energy swirling in the sky above them.

 Even if you don’t fully understand the meaning, you will always have some understanding of it.

 And while this awe-inspiring righteousness is floating in the air, part of it will actually merge into Ning Chenxin's body!

This is similar to the power of faith in Buddhism.

It is also a kind of power of faith.

Ning Chenxin did not make any noise to disturb him, but left quietly.

Without asking for anything in return, Ning Chenxin just wants to teach these things to people in the world.

 Walking all the way.

Walking through the city, across the mountains and rivers, I passed by many weak and powerful forces, and also passed by many small mountain villages where ordinary people gathered.

Sometimes Ning Chen would stop in his heart and wait and see what they would do in the day, or he would initiate conflicts of various sizes with other people, but would not step forward to stop them.

 This is just to confirm what Master said to him.

In this way, half a year has passed.

Ning Chenxin has just completed the entire wild realm.

 At the same time, my heart became increasingly heavy.

 He didn't want to agree with his master's opinion, but now he had to agree.    Because the truth is indeed so cruel.

 Even though the wild realm is now prosperous.

 However, there seems to be no qualitative change in the lives of some weak forces or some ordinary mortals.

 Those who deserve to be bullied will still be bullied.

 Those who should be exploited are still exploited.

　　Even if we should fight for profit, we will still fight with all our lives.

 Weak forces are desperately trying to climb up in this cycle.

 Ordinary mortals can only survive in the cracks.

Dignity only exists on the edge of the sword, and truth only exists within the range of the cannon.

 Without strong strength as a foundation, how can we avoid...

Furthermore, even powerful people will be exploited and suppressed by stronger people.

 One level after another, and when you climb to the top, there will always be a higher level.

 This is also an endless loop.

How should we solve it? Perhaps we can only solve it according to what Master said?

Thinking of this, the thick fog in Ning Chen's eyes faded a little.

 In the process of coming to enlightenment but still feeling a little confused, Ning Chenxin walked around without looking at the things around him.

 At this moment, an indifferent female voice sounded in front of him.

"Why did the donor come to this nunnery? If nothing happens, please leave."

Ning Chenxin reacted and raised his head to look in front of him.

There was a nunnery in front of him, and standing in front of him was a ordained nun.

Even without her hair, she is still beautiful, but with a little more vicissitudes of life.

 It just... looks familiar.

The nun saw Ning Chenxin’s face clearly and was slightly startled.

 The inner lake that has not fluctuated for a long time is like a stone thrown into it, causing waves of ripples.

 Halfway through, while thinking about the problem, Ning Chenxin stopped hiding his body shape and aura.

Ning Chen suddenly remembered.

 Jiang Chan had a relationship with the senior brother.

Jiang Chan sighed slightly, smiling bitterly in her heart.

 After practicing hard for many years, I clearly feel that I have let go and forgotten.

 But when he sees someone close to him, that figure can't help but come to mind.

 Obvious, even able to think of every detail about him.

Ning Chenxin didn't know what to say for a moment, but after all, he was considered an old friend of his senior brother, so he could only ask: "Why are you here?"

After the battle in the Sunset Dynasty, Jiang Chan disappeared.

How could I have imagined that I would become a monk now?

Jiang Chan hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

 At this time.

The door of the nunnery was opened, and a voice came over.

“Hesitation means you haven’t let go, so why bother staying here?”

Ning Chenxin looked over and saw an old lady wearing coarse cloth.

“Master.” Jiang Chan was startled and said hurriedly: “I don’t want to leave!”

The old lady sighed: "Forcing yourself to stay here only locks your mind into a cage, but it doesn't mean you can forget it."

Jiang Chan was silent.

The old lady said no more, but looked at Ning Chenxin, paused, and said slowly: "This benefactor, please come in with me."

Ning Chen thought to himself: "I am a man, so I am afraid it is not appropriate to enter this place."

 “You are a destined person, so it doesn’t matter.”

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  PS: This paragraph is a bit difficult to write, it’s a bit late, and there is still a chapter to be written.