Only those who know how to rely on themselves will be able to make the future path.

Old Man Huang has been an elder of the disciples in Yaoguang Holy Land for 800 years and a senior of the Supreme Elder for 400 years. He has seen too many people who think that he is extremely talented, so after becoming a disciple, he directly asked the master for resources and decided that this is natural. If I take you as a teacher, you should be responsible for providing resources to me. If you don’t give it, you will deduct the resources cultivated by the sect and feel resentful.

There are many such disciples in Yaoguang Holy Land.

Sometimes Mr. Huang was thinking, since they thought it was the master who detained their resources, why didn’t they think about where the resources came from?

In the warehouse of Yaoguang Holy Land, were the baskets of raw stones and fairy grasses all falling from the sky?

Or is it that the reason why people with high cultivation want to accept disciples is because they have nowhere to spend resources and want to find someone to share the burden for themselves?

But if this is the case, why do they still want to accept disciples?

Just to hear your misunderstanding, you can't continue to do it if you don't have a sect.

Once this person gets old, his body begins to go downhill, and his brain becomes flexible accordingly. His face becomes thicker and his mouth begins to become poisonous. Mr. Huang still remembers clearly that just forty years ago, a disciple whom Mr. Huang is more likely to look up to him and asked him the same question, Mr. Huang just smiled and asked him:

"Do you say that these people with high cultivation have worked so hard and tortured themselves to this day, just to criticize those wolf cubs behind their backs? You say that we elders are not favored by the sects, so do you think you are respectful to those who have swept the steps at the door, or to those who have been buried in the mountains?"

The disciple stammered, as if he knew he had said the wrong thing, but he still wanted to defend himself.

Mr. Huang did not give him this opportunity, but continued, "If you don't want to say anything else, I have no say. Just talk about the old guys of our generation. We happened to catch up with the rise of Taixuan Sect back then. Oh, good guys, there are scattered 108 peaks, each peak with a great success king in charge, and some of them were even saints of the world. At that time, the entire Eastern Wilderness was spreading, saying that the rising Taixuan would replace me and Yaoguang to become a new holy land, but... what's the result?

Isn’t our generation fighting and fighting for it, defending the name of my Yaoguang Holy Land to the death, thus continuing the sect until now?

And those people were still buried in the back mountain now, some were lucky enough to leave a child and a half of their daughters, while others lacked the opportunity to leave their children.

And those who left their children, these nearly two thousand years ago, have now left their children. Until now, the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of those people have also disappeared from the Yaoguang Holy Land.

Think about it, this is our generation still alive, and their figures disappeared into Yaoguang, and even the children and grandchildren of their people were gone. However, the disciples I accepted at the beginning, their children and grandchildren were still serving as important positions in the sect.

In this way, what is the difference between a master with a high level of cultivation and a master without a high level of cultivation in Yaoguang Sect?”

Old Man Huang felt that he didn't say clearly at the beginning. Anyway, the registered disciple in his memory seemed to not understand it very much. He only remembered that he often went to the back mountain to visit the graves of those of his same generation. He went there two or three times a year, and persisted for about twenty years.

Does that person understand?

Old Man Huang thought he didn't understand, but it was pretty good to have such a person, so he didn't go to see him again.

It was not until the man was stuck in the Taoist palace at the age of 47 and reached the top of the fourth level and was hopeless, and came to him to beg for a resource that could help him get promoted. Only then did Mr. Huang hate him for not fighting to drive the man down the mountain.

Practice is to act against the will of heaven!

Since ancient times, there is only one emperor!

It can be said that all creatures of your age and you are competitors, so how can you expect those competitors to use their own resources to cultivate you, the person who also competes with them?

Mr. Huang felt that the reason why he could keep working hard to climb to the level of the God King was that he wanted to obtain more resources, greater benefits, and live longer and longer. But why did that little guy who didn't know what to do and think that nothing could be brought to him? Mr. Huang gave him a resource for nothing because of a meeting twenty years ago?

What if I give it?

Can he break through to the saint in a very short time, or even higher?

cannot.

Since this is the case, Mr. Huang has nothing to ask for him, so why should he help him?

"This guy..."

Walking around the corners of the holy land of Yaoguang, watching the various disciples in the holy land either walking in a hurry or singing, Huang Lao knew that these people really had no future.

But he just wanted to see it.

Since he learned that he had no hope of further development, Mr. Huang has fallen in love with such a group of people begging for the resources in his hands and pressing him silly, hoping to become his investment goal before leaving and be cultivated.

But why did he do this?

He has three sons, more than a dozen grandchildren, and a family he counts later on will have thousands of children!

He doesn't even want to cultivate these people, so why would he cultivate an outsider?

What can it bring to him?

I don’t know what it says, but I don’t know how to work hard on myself, but I only know how to long for others’ charity... Such people can be said to have no hope for the journey of their entire lives, but they still don’t know it.

Of course, Mr. Huang has said these words to these people no less than a hundred times, but it just so happened that these people were not brainy. No matter what he said, there were still people who were willing to post this old guy.

Male, female, old, and young.

The most shameless one is his own nephew!

He is obviously the supreme saint, but he still comes to greed for his family's fortune. He is still saying that he is willing to help him, the junior uncle, exchange some high-end resources to see if he has a chance to attack the saint again.

resource?

If you hand it over, it will be gone!

saint?

Doesn’t he know whether he can make a breakthrough?

"This guy..."

He came to the entrance of the affairs hall step by step and looked at the guy who was foolish at the window who was the great-grandson of the head. He was there, and wanted to deduct the undead puppets from his disciples. Somehow, Mr. Huang just wanted to cough.

His throat was a little itchy, so he coughed.

The turtle grandson looked here after hearing the sound, then thought about it, turned his head and black-faced to criticize the note.

Not many things.

Just two kilograms of source stone and one Yangyuan grass.

But if there is no such cough, it may turn into a pound or even less source stone?

He smiled and shook his head, Old Huang walked out with a small step, and saw the undead puppet wearing a black robe waiting for him outside the door, Old Huang just ignored him.

This is the case on the surface, but in my heart, Mr. Huang still knows the importance he attaches to.

He helps, and others respect him. He is useful and others will care about him.

But that person didn't understand this principle at the beginning. He only knew how to go to visit the grave, go to visit the grave, go to visit the grave...what happened? What if you go to visit the grave, someone else would give you the source stone?

Go every day, every year, if you have this intention, it is better to explore the terrain and then be cruel to dig it for them like the current Yaoguang Son!

If this is the case, Mr. Huang can still look up to the other person.

Otherwise.

It is useless to sweep every day, and at most it can be exchanged for his cough.

Thinking of the monkey who was swept out of the house by himself, he didn't understand this in the end and was reluctant to fight for a dangerous task. Even after being swept out, he was just going to do some small business like an ordinary person. Huang Lao really hated him for not fighting.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get!

If he had taken on a high-risk mission at the beginning, even if he had been visiting the graves for those dead old guys for so many years, would there be a few living old guys in Yaoguang who could have watched him die in the mission?

You cough, I cough. No matter how dangerous this task is, isn’t it safe?

"This person..."

Shake.

What is he going to do today?

oh.

Calculate the day, my unlucky apprentice is probably going to leave the confinement today, so I will go and take a look.

Walk back along the path and shake it several times in one step.

After wandering around, I walked to the once dilapidated house and the current flower house.

really.

The table is already filled with delicious food, but there is really nothing with a little spiritual energy!

Looking at the things on the table and looking at Gao Wen who was rubbing his hands on the side, Old Huang glared at the monkey with annoyance, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Baby, I told you, don't swear with your master. No matter how delicious the food is, you don't want to pick out a pound of source stone from me."

"Master, what are you saying? I am the disciple who respects the master, so I should be filial to you!"

"shit!"

No matter how much you laugh, no matter how much you scold, you have to eat something instead.

"This hand-baked mandarin duck is well made, did you make it yourself?"

"Catched from the back mountain, pure wild!"

“Wild?”

"Hehehe..."

"Okay, if you are interested, you will walk around the back mountain more often in the future. By the way, I will find a better land for your master. When your master dies one day, you can have a place to bury it so that you can bury your master casually."

As he spoke, laughed, and scolded.

No one can say that it is not.

After dinner, I walked out. What I could understand was one thing, but what I couldn’t understand was another.

When the old man Huang was called up that night, he said that his apprentice was digging someone's grave, but was caught by the patrolman in the back mountain, Mr. Huang also cursed and followed him to take the people.
To be continued...