My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

You're just dreaming.

"Let's have some fun!"

He waved his hand, sending Qilin away, and then said to the twelve demon generals.

"You are indeed qualified to be mentors."

As soon as these words came out, the twelve demon generals led by Ji Yi burst into laughter.

He glanced at Qilin and Xiaoga provocatively.

This made Qilin's eyes widen in anger.

It’s okay that he is not as strong as others now.

If you can't even get a tutor position, you might be laughed at in the future.

Do you really think he is a Qilin and has no dignity?

"Master, I am qualified to be a mentor."

"My Qilin clan has unparalleled talent."

"In terms of magical powers, they possess advantages that other races cannot match."

"If you leave it to me, I will definitely find a way to make them awaken their magical powers in advance."

As soon as these words came out.

Zhong Qing was surprised for a moment.

This guy, can he have such ability?

Seeing that Zhong Qing didn't believe him, Qilin said directly: "I swear in the name of the Qilin clan."

Supernatural powers are definitely a huge blessing for the assessment of talent potential.

If Qilin can really awaken the magical powers of the students he leads, he will be more than qualified to be a mentor.

Think of this.

Zhong Qing said: "Teacher, it's not impossible to give you one."

"But you'd better be reliable."

"Otherwise, if you like to turn into a dog and seek pleasure, I will find a few bitches to serve you."

Hearing this, Qilin's eyes were filled with horror and he shuddered all over.

He found it hard to believe that such vicious words came from his own master's mouth.

He wanted to resign from the position of mentor, but when he saw the half-smiles on the faces of the twelve demon generals beside him,

The whole person couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Master, I will definitely live up to your trust."

A few more mentors have been confirmed.

Next, Zhong Qing didn’t want to spend any more time selecting one by one.

Assign mentors to everyone directly according to their level of cultivation.

Someone with low cultivation may have rich theoretical knowledge and may be a good mentor.

But those with high cultivation will definitely not be bad.

Because they stand higher and see farther.

Soon, Zhong Qing drew up a list of tutors.

Among them, those with the worst cultivation are all at the Guiyi realm, and their original identities were also the leaders of a sect.

Except for Qilin.

People like Feng Buqun, Shen Jinkuo, Fang Buqiu and others are on the list of mentors.

Now, the college has been built, the students are ready, and the tutors have been selected.

Next, the school will officially start!

Zhong Qing is usually slow in doing things.

But when teaching these disciples, he showed decisiveness and efficiency.

"Next, each instructor will select twenty disciples."

"Tiandao Academy officially opens."

“The semester is one year!”

"I will provide you with the best resources. How you teach is up to you."

"My only goal is to maximize their strength, qualifications, and potential within a year."

"The top-ranked class every month gets a prize!"

"The class that ranks last every month will be punished!"

"Is it clear?"

"Yes, Master!"

The uniform voice broke through the clouds and resounded throughout the sky.

This also means that Tiandao Academy has been officially established.

Originally, it was just a product that Zhong Qing used to train his apprentice for a year, but in the near future, it became a behemoth that was famous in Zhongzhou.

Along with the official opening of Tiandao Academy.

A group of students and instructors moved into Tiandao Academy on the spot.

At this point, Zhong Qing finally got a moment of peace.

these days.

In order to train this group of disciples, he had thought of countless plans in his mind.

After much thought, I finally decided to copy the principles I learned at school in my previous life.

He spent a lot of time and effort on this.

Of course, the most important thing is how he can reasonably distribute resources to these ten thousand disciples.

In his hands, there are indeed many panaceas, even supreme-level medicines and saint-level medicines.

But those things are too advanced for these disciples.

Just a little bit of the drug's effect would probably be enough to make a person explode.

So, how to mix them so as not to hurt their bodies and give them the greatest improvement?