Yang Qiu accidentally traveled to the Cangyun Realm and got a sign-in system at the beginning. After signing for ten years, he finally got the task of accepting disciples.

Eldest disciple: The art of playing the zither is unparalleled, and a piece of "Minggong Miaoyun" can kill people without being seen.

Second disciple: Very annoying, relying on beauty to save all living beings.

Third disciple: Sword Saint Body, starting from the list of the most vicious.

Fourth disciple, fifth disciple... . . . . . . .

Countless years later, one emperor after another rose up strongly, and their names were shaken by all walks of life. The ancestors of all sects sighed: Yang Qiu's disciples are really too evil.

The style of this book is concise, the writing is beautiful, the literary atmosphere is compelling, and it is quite profound.