In a small city.

Ying Chengtian slowly came to a small shop.

In front of the counter of the store, an old man sat on a rocking chair.

The old man looked in his sixties and was wearing a black Zhongshan suit.

He was holding a cigarette pole in his hand and was smoking a dry tobacco. He was holding a wine gourd around his waist.

Ying Chengtian walked around the back of the counter and sat down with a small stool.

He did not look at the old man, but said calmly: "I didn't expect that you have not yet broken through to the Supreme Emperor Realm. Are you wanting too many things, or are you no longer qualified to enter the Supreme Emperor Realm."

The old man smoked two sips of dry tobacco. His slightly cloudy eyes opened slightly and said indifferently: "I don't want much. I also have the qualifications to enter the Supreme Emperor Realm, but I don't want to."

"She is really harmful!" Hearing the old man's words, Ying Chengtian sighed.

He looked at the old man with a hint of pity.

If he enters the Supreme Emperor Realm, even if he is not his opponent.

But he just...can't enter the Supreme Emperor Realm.

He doesn't want to... and the same cannot!!

The old man's emotions fluctuated slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "She is my own way, how can she harm me?"

Ying Chengtian's lips showed a hint of sarcasm, but he didn't want to say too much to the old man on this.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject and said, "Although you are too bumpy on the road, I have to admit that you are very lucky and have accepted so many disciples."

When the old man heard this, he laughed silently, waved his hands and said, "To be honest, I am not a good master. For example, my second and third brothers, they have already been able to reach the Supreme Emperor Realm, but after becoming my disciples, they are getting farther and farther away from the Supreme Emperor Realm."

Ying Chengtian's mouth twitched, and the old man turned his eyes several times and said, "You guy is just a cheap guy and is so good at it. You know, if we can receive an entry wall, we will probably wake up from laughing in our dreams."

The old man slowly sat up. He smoked the dry cigarette with his eyes squirming, saying, "You think I'm taking advantage of it, but to me, I'm really sorry for them.

The second, the third, and the other guys were already approaching the Supreme Emperor Realm infinitely before they became my apprentices. They were even just one opportunity to break through.

But I cheated him into my disciples by cheating, which eventually led them to become farther and farther away from the Supreme Emperor realm..."

Speaking of this, the old man paused and said to himself with a little nervousness: "But although I feel sorry for them, I think this is better.

Their personalities still need to be polished carefully, otherwise with their original personalities, they will be in chaos in the entire cultivation world and those realms."

"Are you the one who leads the rope?"

Ying Chengtian's eyes suddenly narrowed and suddenly became very serious and asked the old man.

The old man nodded, shook his head and said, "You are saying this well. I am holding a few ropes in my hand, and those ropes are the ones of my disciples."

But I have no choice. If I don’t pull them, I’m afraid that after they all break through to the Supreme Emperor Realm, the entire cultivation world and other domain realms will become their playgrounds.”

Ying Chengtian thought about something.

He basically knew the origin and identity of the disciples of the old guy in front of him.

Except for his eldest disciple and eighth disciple and the younger disciple who had just recently joined the door wall, the other seven disciples are all very big.

It can even be said that his seven disciples were originally guys with huge demonic flames.

If this old guy hadn't been tying them over the years, the current cultivation world would have become riddled with holes...

The old man seemed to have no idea that Ying Chengtian was thinking about things, and he continued: "There are too many changes in the cultivation world now, and I can't hold this rope for long.

To be honest, sometimes I want to let go of all the ropes I am holding, let my disciples fight with those guys who are preparing to treat the practitioners as leeks, let them fight to the lose-lose situation, and then everything is ready to be cleaned up.

But I can't bear to leave it. I have been with them for so many years, and even though they don't regard me as my master, I treat them as my disciples from the bottom of my heart.

I don’t want to see them die, nor do I want to see them become guys with tremendous flames..."

Just as Ying Chengtian was about to speak, a young man suddenly came into the outside.

He was wearing a white suit, very handsome, and exuded a strong sense of nobility.

Just glanced at Ying Chengtian and the old man, and the young man said directly: "I'll just listen to you when you talk to you."

When the old man saw the young man, he immediately shut up.

Ying Chengtian looked at the young man with interest and said with a smile: "Immortal, you and me are of the same generation as this old drunkard, but because of the kidnapping of this old drunkard, do you have no knot in your heart?"

When Shang Bumi heard Ying Chengtian's words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "How could it be that there was no knot at all? After all, without the cheating of this old guy, I am now a veritable powerful man in the Supreme Emperor realm."

Speaking of this, Shang Bumi paused for a moment.

Just as Ying Chengtian wanted to say something, he continued, "It's just a little bit of a mess, it's not a big deal. And if you don't want to be arrogant, if I didn't take the initiative to put my head on, the old drunkard would have no chance of me."

"What do you think in your heart?" Ying Chengtian heard something interesting from Shang Bumi's words.

Even the old alcoholic who no longer spoke, his eyelids flashed slightly twice.

Shang Bumi's face changed. After a while, he suddenly laughed and said, "Cultivation is very interesting, and this world is also very interesting. My younger brother and I don't want to be the kind of person who treats cultivators as leeks. Do you believe it?"

As he said that, Shang Bumi did not give Ying Chengtian and the old drunkard a chance to think. He changed his voice and said to the old drunkard lying on the rocking chair: "I think you should look at Junior Brother Eighth. Junior Brother Eighth has never really let go of what happened six years ago."

After saying that, Shang Bumi raised his foot and walked outside.

The moment he walked out of the store, his voice echoed out of thin air in the ears of the old drunkard and Ying Chengtian: "Sometimes I wonder, what would happen to Junior Brother Eighth if Junior Brother Eight cut off the rope you were holding him."
Chapter completed!