Shen Ying had never shown her strength in front of them, and these disciples rarely saw her. But it was not that they could not see the importance that Fatty Yi Qing and himself placed on her. Those few older ones would still have some reservations. But they had never experienced this, so they trusted themselves more. They thought that after learning some abilities that surpassed mortals, they were different from the rest. They even formed the idea of the strong being respected in their minds, so they targeted her without any reservations.
They even thought that even if they were wrong, he would not punish them because of a mortal. Such thinking was completely contrary to Lonemoon's original intention. Continuing to let them grow would only make them more arrogant and conceited. They would even completely look down on mortals who were inferior to them. He wanted to find a bodyguard for the human race, not a group of people who would rule and trample on them.
He could not help but think back to those people he had taught in the past. The reason why Invincible Sect did not go astray was because Yu Hong and the others were trampled by high-level cultivators in the beginning. They had seen the deepest darkness, so they knew that sunshine was not easy to come by.
Fatty was imprisoned in Divine Imperial Sect for many years, and knew the evil in people's hearts, so he cherished the good in the world even more. Even in Song Ren's small world, that group of talisman cultivators who exorcised deviant ghosts, their purpose of cultivation was only to protect the civilians.
But these nine people were completely different, especially those younger ones. They had opportunities that others did not have from the beginning, and this opportunity gave them the ability to be above everyone else. So they naturally became arrogant, no longer seeing the weak in their eyes, thinking that they had already transcended, but forgot that they also came from there in the beginning.
Those three older ones had experienced things, and Jian Xing must have suffered for his sister before, so he still had reservations. But the others completely did not have the reverence that they should have.
A group of people who had no reverence for the world, how could he expect them to turn back and protect this world.
Lonemoon suddenly realized that he could not completely put the hope of the human race on these few people, he had to make more preparations for everything.
After all, apart from entering school to teach, there was another word in the world called: self-study! As long as there were learning materials, although there would be a difference with or without a teacher, the overall general direction should not be a problem, right?
Like Chef, what was the difference if he had a master or not? He still had to rely on self-study.
After Lonemoon thought it through, he asked Fatty to prepare many legacy jade slips. Thinking that most people still did not know how to use spiritual energy, he also prepared some books on drawing spiritual energy into the body. Of course, these were all copied by Fatty. Who asked this world to not have a photocopier? He also instructed Fatty to forge a batch of spiritual weapons.
After that, he started to wander around the continent of the human race like a bookseller, tossing a book here and a jade slip here and there. He even casually opened a few small mystic realms and threw some spirit plant seeds inside, letting them grow freely.
Then, he returned to Purple Night Palace and grabbed a few immortal meridians. He had to think of a way to dilute it, turn it into a spirit vein, and then return to the human continent to plant it everywhere. The entire continent was filled with Spiritual Qi.
He even gritted his teeth and tossed the Spirit Artifacts and Immortal Artifacts he had collected from Fatty back then around, or set up some array formations to set the time for them to appear. Only then did he stop. He suddenly understood Lan Hua's feelings back then. The feeling of throwing treasures everywhere and not being able to take them back was too painful!
Hence, he took out his account book and carefully recorded all the accounts on Hong Meng's head.
Yes, it was finally not so painful.
Hong Meng, who was passing carrots to Rabbit in Purple Night Palace, shivered. He kept feeling that something was missing?
After doing all this, Lonemoon heaved a sigh of relief. He believed that in no time, there would be many cultivators appearing on this continent. Of course, he would also be more strict with the teaching of his disciples. After all, they were taught by famous teachers. It would be too embarrassing if they could not compare to those who were self-taught.
Fortunately, there were only four people left. They were easy to teach. Jian Xing was a sword cultivator. Lonemoon was busy, so he could only use the old method and throw him into the ten-level sword array. As for the remaining three, they were all taught by Fatty. It was much easier than before. Pills, talismans, arrays, and artifacts all had their own strengths.
Especially the oldest one. He was already in his fifties or sixties when he started cultivating. He had gone through a lot of hardships before he succeeded in Foundation Establishment. He was the last one among them to do so. But he was also the calmest one. Fatty was originally worried that he would give up due to his lifespan before he could cultivate to the end. He didn't expect him to actually persevere all the way. He was also a dual cultivator of talismans and arrays.
Even though his cultivation fell behind the others in the beginning, he slowly became the most solid among the three. He learned the most deeply and was the most hardworking. Occasionally, he would even give pointers to the other two. Even Fatty couldn't help but pay more attention to him.
Considering that they had already adapted to Spirit Qi, Lonemoon let Mushroom stop planting. The Spirit Qi on the mountain was also directly changed to Immortal Qi. This way, their cultivation increased even faster.
Among them, Jian Xing was the fastest. Ever since the last time, Lonemoon had talked to him a few times. That was his sister after all. It was normal that he couldn't bear to be chased off the mountain just like that. Lonemoon explained the relationship to him. Seeing that he didn't have any resentment, he let him continue learning with ease.
He learned very quickly. Usually, he could learn a sword technique that Lonemoon demonstrated once. In less than ten years, he had reached the fifth level of the ten-level sword array. Although he wasn't as crazy as Chef back then, he was improving at a godly speed. He was indeed a natural sword embodiment.
Time passed quickly. What needed to be taught was more or less taught. Those that they couldn't learn in a short time were also remembered. Because the Heavenly Dao of this world hadn't been born yet, there was no Heavenly Tribulation when their cultivation increased. It was just that once they reached the realm, they directly rose.
The three that Fatty taught were already at Core Formation. Jian Xing's cultivation was already at the Nascent Soul stage.
Lonemoon felt that it was time for them to go down the mountain and really understand the dangers of this world.
Considering the unpleasant experience of the previous experience, Lonemoon decided to bring them there personally. He also dragged Shen Ying along.
"Why me again?" She was unhappy.
"Chef isn't back yet. Do you think you can survive staying in the sect alone?" With no one cooking and watching over her, she would either get lost or starve to death. There was a high chance that it would be the former.
"Er …" Should she tell her that Chef would actually get the spirit bird to send food over every once in a while?
"Stop talking nonsense. Let's go." Lonemoon couldn't be bothered to explain to her. He directly pulled her down the mountain.
Among the four disciples, three of them were Fatty's. Fatty naturally followed along, bringing Mushroom along with him. With Fatty watching over him, Mushroom had been working hard in his cultivation these few years. He cultivated one tail into five. Although he wasn't a big demon yet, he was no longer the little demon he used to be. Naturally, he also learned how to truly transform. He didn't need to drag his tail everywhere to plant mushrooms.
Thus, what was originally a disciple experience became a trip for the whole sect.
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