Division

After all, the Shangyang Sect is now dominated by those who control the Spirit Stone mines, and the output is used to supply themselves.

With Elder Luo and his group back, the Spirit Stone mine naturally had to be handed over.

But they couldn't refuse, since their cultivation levels were too low.

Therefore, those who remained were very reluctant to see Elder Luo and the others return.

It's nothing like what Elder Luo and the others thought, that seeing them gave them a sense of security and support.

The leading Foundation Establishment cultivators were extremely dissatisfied.

Having barely survived the oppressive aura of Wei Hai, that Nascent Soul Cultivator, and now able to freely spend the Spirit Stone, these people who abandoned their sects and fled returned as soon as things calmed down, and were able to take over the Spirit Stone mine without having to do anything.

Those who trembled in fear and survived in Wei Hai's hands back then were the true heroes who guarded Shangyang Sect. These cowardly cowards abandoned the sect in such a sorry state back then, and now they shamelessly come back to take power. They are truly shameless.

Despite their resentment, the difference in their cultivation levels was undeniable.

They wouldn't dare protest even if they had ten times the courage.

They could only express their dissatisfaction in their attitude.

However, Elder Luo and his group, who were able to abandon these people and escape back then, would never care about what these people thought.

For Elder Luo and his group, it was already a favor that they were allowed to run rampant in the sect for these few days, and that they didn't have to give back the Spirit Stone mine output they had made during this period.

What else do you want?

After counting the number of people, Elder Luo and his group discovered that more than half of them had run away.

In addition, there were those who were killed by Wei Hai back then.

The Shangyang Sect now has only two hundred members.

But he didn't seem to care much.

We can always hire more people later.

There are plenty of people.

The returning elders and elite disciples then began their plan to revitalize Shangyang Sect, swiftly taking over and managing all affairs within the sect with decisive measures.

However, what they didn't know was that from the moment they returned, the Shangyang Sect had already naturally split into two factions in the hearts of the abandoned people.

These people have secretly formed their own teams and leaders.

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"Master, you've already become an immortal, why do you still need to study, teach, and be a teacher?"

Springtime follows the New Year.

The private school at the foot of North Mountain also began formal classes.

It was during recess, and a dozen or so students were sitting around their teacher in the small bamboo grove of the private school, chattering away.

It was a rare occasion that the Master didn't go up the mountain during his lunch break, but instead spent the time with them.

Upon hearing this, Sun Yigao, who was sitting upright in a blue robe and surrounded by students, looked at the student who had asked the question with a smile and said:

"I read books not because I like books, but because I want to learn more about the thoughts of the sages and the principles they conveyed through books."

Similarly, for me, cultivating immortality is not a life goal, but rather a means to gain more abilities to achieve my life goals.

"Then what are your life goals, Master?" another student asked.

Sun Yigao did not answer directly, but smiled slightly and said:

"Everyone's goals are different. You are still young, so there's no need to rush into setting a vague goal for yourselves. Observe and think more when you encounter things, and try to gradually establish your own thoughts in this process. The process of finding your goals is also a very interesting thing."

He knew that these students nowadays had a great deal of admiration for him, and if he told them his goals, they would likely take his goals as their own and work towards them.

But this is not the situation he wanted to see.

Although he felt his life goals were good.

But he hopes even more that his students will not blindly follow their own goals in life.

Instead, they diligently strive to discover and establish their true thoughts.

Since deciding to become a teacher and instruct students, Sun Yigao has always seen himself as nothing more than a guide.

He wanted to do everything he could to show his students the diversity of the world.

As for the remaining choices, he didn't want to influence them too much.

Upon hearing his words, the surrounding students fell into deep thought for a moment.

Then a student stood up with bright, sparkling eyes and bowed to him, saying:

"Master, I understand! I will certainly strive to find my goals and direction in the future!"

Seeing this, the other students all followed suit and answered in the same way.

Upon seeing this, Sun Yigao smiled and nodded in agreement.

He doesn't expect these students, who are just starting out, to understand too much. As their guide, he naturally needs to guide them gradually from a young age.

This is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it cannot be rushed.

Then one of the most active students suddenly spoke up and asked:

"Master, how long will it take for Teacher Mo to return?"

While the students at the private school were enjoying their lunch break in a lively atmosphere.

Lin Xiao was coming down from the mountain and heading towards Village Chief Du's house in the village.

Spring has arrived once again. The Mountain Stream have thawed, and it's time to work in the fields.

Everyone in the village chief's family had gone out to work, except for Village Chief Du, who was sitting in the yard with his grandson Dou'er, picking beans from a bamboo sieve filled with dried beans.

"Grandpa Village Chief, are you busy?" Lin Xiao greeted Village Chief Du at the courtyard gate.

Hearing the sound, Village Chief Du looked up and squinted at the courtyard gate. Seeing it was Lin Xiao Lin Xiao, he cheerfully waved to him.

"Good child, come in quickly, come in quickly."

Then, turning to Dou'er beside him, he said:

"Dou'er, quickly go and get a chair for your Brother Lin Xiao."

Upon hearing this, Dou'er was standing nearby, obediently ran into the house with her short legs and brought out a small stool, placing it next to Village Chief Du.

With permission from Village Chief Du, Lin Xiao stepped into the courtyard, thanked Dou'er, and sat down on a small stool. Seeing the beans on Village Chief Du's body, he naturally reached out to help pick some out as well.

Village Chief Du didn't stop them; he just continued picking beans with a smile on his face.

While busy with his work, Lin Xiao spoke up:

"Grandpa Village Chief, do you think our village should continue to develop?"

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Du nodded and said:

"It's about time."

He understood what Lin Xiao meant.

Although Xiushui Village is very different from what it used to be, it is still a small business, just setting up small stalls and occasionally providing accommodation for tourists.

Initially, there were concerns that the villagers might become arrogant and take too big a step, which could lead to a fall. Therefore, Village Chief Du had been working with Lineage and village leaders to prevent this from happening.