The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 150 Enrollment Expansion
It’s not the people of Haiyue Holy Land’s fault for being suspicious. After all, the relationship between humans and demons is not that harmonious.

Now is not the era of fifty thousand years from now when humans and demons will live in relative harmony.

In addition, Xiao Ping'an's cultivation speed indeed shocked everyone.

This is not the golden age of Ye Fan's era. All kinds of terrible geniuses and evildoers emerge in endlessly. Those young people who practice as fast as rockets have already numbed those old antiques and living fossils.

And now, these old antiques, living fossils, have only seen the current golden age. It is no exaggeration to say that they are ignorant and have a narrow view of the world. They do not have such a high vision. When they see someone like Xiao Ping'an who cultivates as fast as a rocket, they can't help but think about other things.

It was because Xiao Ping'an had a good family background, was self-aware, low-key, obedient, and very well-behaved that he didn't have so many problems.

Now Xiao Ping'an is constantly showing his talents and abilities to the senior members of the sect. On the one hand, this is to demonstrate his potential, and on the other hand, it is also to constantly raise the expectations of the senior members of the sect for himself.

These were all achieved by Xiao Ping'an through hard and careful planning.

He was like an actor, constantly performing among the senior members of the sect.

With stunning performances time and time again, it seems as if he is evolving a legend in front of everyone, showing how a genius grows up.

Now, just like bragging about Wang Teng, some people have started boasting that they have the potential to become an emperor.

According to his thinking, after a while, he would probably brag about the legend that he was the reincarnation of an ancient emperor.

Although the statement that the emperor was reincarnated and rebuilt his foundation is very impressive, if Xiao Ping'an is allowed to brag, he must at least be an Immortal Emperor. Since he is bragging, he might as well brag a lot.

But these are just thoughts in my mind.

If it is blown too much, it will be transmitted to the forbidden zone of life by those bad gatekeepers.

If the Dark Supremes accidentally wake up and get this news, they might be very interested.

Just like how he cruelly treated the Chaos Body and the Innate Holy Body, he captured him and studied him carefully, studying him thoroughly inside and out. After that, he would cut himself into pieces and refine him into ashes.

That's really bad luck.

"Yes, Master, when the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm was relatively perfect, I made a small breakthrough and moved forward again!" Xiao Ping'an said with a smile.

He looked at his nominal master Li Xinghe. Although he had not been with him for a long time, the cultivation experience he gained from him when he was weak was absolutely invaluable.

These were great helps to Xiao Ping'an's growth when he was young, and Xiao Ping'an was grateful for them.

This master is now the king of the way of beheading, and Xiao Ping'an is destined to catch up and surpass this master's cultivation in the near future.

He looked at the white-haired master and thought that he should look for some medicine to prolong his life, so that he could live longer and perhaps achieve the goal of becoming a saint in the future.

Or maybe he will be sealed into the divine source in the future, preserved for the golden age to come.

Being grateful and repaying kindness is one of Xiao Ping'an's most basic moral bottom lines.

Xiao Pingan thought for a moment, and said to Li Xinghe: "Master, we only have dozens of disciples in Yunfeng. Should we expand the number of students to be like other main peaks, with tens of thousands of people at any time?"

Meteorite Peak is so vast, and with only a few dozen disciples, it is indeed a bit deserted.

Li Xinghe shook his head and said, "I feel that this is good enough. Although there are few disciples, quality is more important than quantity."

"We have recruited too many low-level disciples. Not only will we be unable to take care of them, but we will also not have enough resources to supply them!"

"Besides, cultivation requires talent. If you don't have the strength, you really can't stay here!"

"It's better to go to that low-level cave heaven, or the mortal kingdom to enjoy a lifetime of wealth and glory!"

Xiao Ping'an thought about it and nodded.

Cultivation really does require talent, and the fighting and killing in the cultivation world is even more brutal than the competition in the mortal world.

The higher the level, the more this is the case. They will be wiped out at any time. When Meteorite Peak was at its most prosperous, there were tens of thousands of disciples.

But in a battle with the King of Slashing enemies, 90% of them were killed or injured by just a slap.

If the high-end combat power is not enough, it will be impossible to protect so many low-level disciples.

If we were forced to stay, it would only be a tragedy.

The path of spiritual practice requires both talent and understanding.

Practitioners believe in taking revenge quickly and are competitive, fearing that they will lose and their faith will be shattered. They turn the world of cultivation into something like a gang.

The world of immortal cultivation in this world seems to have gone astray, with too much conflict.

In fact, according to Xiao Ping'an's idea, everyone wants to live a long and healthy life, so why fight and kill?
Wouldn't it be good for everyone to practice diligently, relying on their own talents and understanding, and make progress along the way?

Even the so-called imperial battle was a fight to the death.

They fight to the death for the so-called title of never losing since their debut.

Many people don't even look in the mirror and ask themselves, are they really qualified to embark on the path of becoming an emperor? Do they have the talent and understanding to make it?

Many people are just saints, yet they are so arrogant.

Not to mention the distant past, just take the Red Dragon King’s eighth prince, Chimu. In Xiao Ping’an’s eyes, he was just a saint, so he provoked him repeatedly.

After being beaten up twice in a row by Xiao Ping'an, not only has his Taoist faith collapsed, but Xiao Ping'an has probably become his inner demon.

He is now practicing hard at home, repairing his Taoist heart, hoping to defeat Xiao Ping'an in the future and come from behind to win.

This is really wishful thinking!

How could someone who was defeated by Xiao Ping'an possibly catch up with him again?
Xiao Ping'an now dares to say with confidence that if Prince Red Dragon meets him next time and provokes him again, he will definitely be defeated even more miserably.

It will be useless no matter how many natural treasures you refine.

"Master, I think there is a disciple who is very suitable for you! He should be more suitable for your temperament!" Xiao Ping'an said with a smile.

Li Xinghe did not comment, looking indifferent: "Really? You understand Master's thoughts so well?"

It seemed that he was a little unhappy that Xiao Ping'an guessed his thoughts, but Xiao Ping'an knew that this was just a joke from Li Xinghe.

Xiao Ping'an just laughed and didn't answer.

Xiao Ping'an thought of the stubborn little boy, Wan Jianyi, who entered Haiyue Cave with him.

The young man who once tried hard to catch up with his own cultivation level.

He should have grown into a handsome young man now.

Originally, Xiao Ping'an thought that he should have almost entered the Haiyue Holy Land, but he didn't expect that this boy didn't advance as Xiao Ping'an had expected, and didn't show the sword immortal style he had imagined.

When Xiao Ping'an first saw his name, he was thinking of the name of the powerful man in the novel he had read.

He was also full of expectations for Wan Jianyi.

Now that he couldn't rise so quickly, Xiao Ping'an decided to help him and fish it out of the Haiyue Cave and bring it to the Haiyue Holy Land.

He believed in his intuition that this young man named Wan Jianyi would not be buried like this.

The Holy Land of Sea Moon is the stage for him to grow up and display his talents.

(End of this chapter)