Chapter 19 Dad, It's None of My Business!

"Did you hear? Those second-generation disciples with backgrounds in our Da Luo have all been sent to the main peak to cultivate."

"I knew that long ago. Our Eldest Brother is like an immortal descending to earth, with exceptional talent. A few days ago, a single sentence from him transformed Li Zheng into a great Confucian scholar. Tell me, who wouldn't want to cultivate with Eldest Brother?"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity I don't have the chance. If I did, I would definitely let Eldest Brother see my pure heart, *slurp*!"

"That's not it. Do you know what task Eldest Brother assigned them after those second-generation disciples entered the main peak?"

"What task?"

"Tell us about it."

"Can you just say it all in one breath? Why do you have to break it up?"

In the Da Luo Holy Land, voices rose and fell as disciples chatted, discussing recent interesting events.

"Eldest Brother asked some of them to strike the bell three times a day, morning, noon, and night, until the bell rings on its own before he will impart the Dao."

"He also asked one senior brother to wipe the Great Hall inside and out, using only one bucket of water. He can only learn the Dao when he wipes it clean and the water in the bucket is crystal clear."

"The most incredible is a certain unlucky senior brother who was told to sweep the floor, and all the fallen leaves must be swept clean before sunset, without using any mana. That's completely impossible. The leaves keep falling automatically. You sweep this place, and new leaves appear over there."

"Do you think they offended Eldest Brother and are now being deliberately punished?"

An anonymous, well-informed disciple speculated.

"Impossible. Eldest Brother is righteous and compassionate. How could he be such a petty person?"

"Right, right, Eldest Brother can't be that kind of person."

"I think it's a test. To put it bluntly, Eldest Brother is the Son of Heaven, and not everyone can learn the Dao from him."

"Yes, I think you're right. Who is Eldest Brother? How could he be such a petty person?"

"That's right. In fact, I think this kind of test is full of great wisdom. This is a true master."

"Let's not be frogs at the bottom of the well. Eldest Brother must have his reasons for doing this. Alas, how I wish I could follow Eldest Brother. He chants scriptures, and I eat. He cultivates, and I eat. He stands on the cliff admiring the sunset, and I eat and admire from behind."

"Bucket of rice, shut up."

The disciples discussed among themselves.

Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng's peculiar behavior also reached the ears of various higher-ups.

Fu Lu Hall.

Qin Ming sat resolutely at home, indignant. "Dad, I went there to cultivate the Dao, not to be a cook. Eldest Brother wants me to cook every day, and he requires that the dishes not be repeated within a year, and he also wants me to put more chili and less salt. I'm not doing it."

Qin Ming was very helpless. A few days ago, he was assigned to the main peak to follow Lu Changsheng, which was very happy at first.

But after Lu Changsheng told him this task, Qin Ming was immediately dumbfounded.

He had no problem letting him eat, and he could accept eating an extra bowl, but asking him to be a cook was simply a torment.

Usually, these second-generation disciples have never done hard work. They are used to being waited on hand and foot. Naturally, they are not willing to do hard work when they hear it.

At this moment.

The master of the Fu Lu Hall, Qin Hai, couldn't help frowning.

Actually, it was okay for Lu Changsheng to let his son suffer a little, and he agreed with it. But what does it mean to be a cook?

Are there few cooks in the Da Luo Holy Land? It's okay to just grab a handyman disciple.

"Could it be deliberate刁难 (diāonàn)?"

Qin Hai pondered for a while, then stood up and said, "You wait here for a while, I'll go find the sect leader."

After saying this, Qin Hai drove his flying sword and left.

At the same time.

Inside the Da Luo Palace.

Qing Yun Daoist frowned, looking at the fellow disciples who had gathered once again.

"Sect Leader, if you say let my child go to the monster forest to experience it, not to mention suffering, even if he is injured, I will have no complaints, but what does it mean to let him play a beggar?"

"Yes, yes, although my son is dull, he is at least a figure in the Da Luo Holy Land. Changsheng actually arranged for my son to copy all the scriptures in the Da Luo Scripture Pavilion a hundred times. How many scriptures are there in the Scripture Pavilion, Sect Leader, don't you know?"

Voices rose one after another, making Qing Yun Daoist a little upset.

But after all, he is the sect leader, so naturally it is impossible to be furious because of this kind of thing.

After thinking about it, Qing Yun Daoist couldn't figure out what Lu Changsheng's intention was in arranging this kind of thing.

Qing Yun Daoist then said, "Summon Changsheng to the Da Luo Palace."

He was also very confused and helpless, so he could only ask Lu Changsheng to come over and explain it himself.

After a stick of incense.

Lu Changsheng came to the main hall.

He was still so peerless and otherworldly, and still as immortal as ever, as if he were an immortal walking out of a painting.

"Changsheng has met Master, and met all the uncles."

Coming to the main hall, Lu Changsheng first bowed, then looked at everyone.

He knew why he was suddenly called here.

So he was prepared for the countermeasure.

As soon as they saw Lu Changsheng, everyone showed a smile, one by one seeming very kind, without any previous anxiety, appearing immortal.

Seeing the performance of his group of fellow disciples, Qing Yun Daoist was filled with contempt, but on the surface he was still very calm.

"Changsheng, the master asked you to come here to ask you, why do you want to arrange some strange things for those disciples on your main peak to do?"

Qing Yun Daoist asked Lu Changsheng directly in front of everyone.

Sure enough.

Lu Changsheng was not mistaken, he was very calm, and at the same time looked at the uncles in the hall, then opened his mouth.

"Uncles, Changsheng understands that you all want your sons to become dragons, but the road of cultivation is long and arduous. How can the immortal Dao be learned in a day or two?"

"The descendants of the uncles, although they are all talented, have developed a kind of arrogance because they were born extraordinary. It is difficult to see it on weekdays, because it exists in the heart."

"Changsheng's move has two meanings, one is to temper their temperament, and the other, Changsheng cannot say, otherwise this behavior will be meaningless."

"Of course, if any of the uncles' descendants think that Changsheng's move is meaningless, they can take the initiative to withdraw, and Changsheng will have no complaints."

Lu Changsheng himself did not know the second meaning, it was purely nonsense, anyway, it seemed profound, after all, they didn't believe the truth, so he made it up to the end.

And most importantly, he originally wanted so many people to follow him, after all, with more people, many things are easily exposed.

For example, the secret that he is not only handsome, but also very talented.

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Changsheng said this, everyone suddenly realized.

Then everyone hurriedly said.

"Where, where, Changsheng, don't think wildly."

"Yes, yes, we were abrupt."

"My son came back and kept saying that Changsheng, nephew, is unparalleled in wisdom, how could he have such thoughts."

Qing Yun Daoist also stroked his beard and said, "As expected of the apprentice I taught, since that's the case, then it's all right, Changsheng, you should rest well, maybe something big will happen in a few days."

Qing Yun Daoist said this, and forcibly left a suspense, appearing profound, but Lu Changsheng did not ask, after bowing, he left the Da Luo Palace.

After Lu Changsheng left.

Qing Yun Daoist immediately stared coldly at everyone present.

In an instant, the scene became very quiet.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, lowered their heads and remained silent, completely without the previous arrogance.

"A group of people are almost a hundred thousand years old together, and they are still like three-year-old children. They rush around when they encounter a little thing. Do you know now? Do you understand? You really lost all my face."

Seize the opportunity.

Qing Yun Daoist spat out fragrance and began to tirelessly teach this group of usually arrogant fellow disciples.

And this group of people felt guilty and had to bite the bullet and be scolded.

An hour later.

Qing Yun Daoist walked out of the Da Luo Palace with great comfort.

And this group of Da Luo high-level officials left the hall one by one with black faces.

Qin Hai drove his flying sword.

Returned to the Fu Lu Hall.

Qin Ming, who had been waiting all along, was very happy when he saw his father return.

It was just that he hadn't had time to speak.

In an instant, Qin Hai slapped him over.

"Rebellious son!"

Qin Hai was so angry that he was scolded by Qing Yun Daoist for more than an hour, holding back a belly of fire, and the most, most, most important thing was that he lost face in front of his nephew, how could Qin Hai endure this?

"Dad! What are you doing?"

"You still have the face to ask? You are ignorant all day long, relying on your dad, I act recklessly everywhere, act like a fox pretending to be a tiger, you can't accept doing a little hard work, what qualifications do you have to call me dad?"

*Pa!*

Qin Hai slapped him again.

"Dad, I'm wronged, where am I ignorant?"

Qin Ming was really wronged. He just hoped that his dad would go over and say something nice, and then change to a lighter job. How did it become ignorant? How did it become doing evil?

"You still dare to argue?"

*Pa!*

Another slap.

"Dad." Qin Ming was really about to vomit blood.

"You still have the face to call me Dad?"

*Pa!*

Qin Hai slapped him again.

"If I don't call you Dad, what should I call you? Could it be that you call me Dad?"

Qin Ming shouted aggrievedly.

"What? You still want me to be your son? You usually do whatever you want, but you are so bold and reckless, how did I give birth to a rebellious son like you?"

*Pa!*

Qin Hai was even more angry.

"Dad, you're not being reasonable."

Qin Ming cried and ran away directly.

"You still dare to run? See if I don't beat you to death today."

Qin Hai chased after him.

Qin Ming fled like crazy.

However, soon, Qin Ming found that there were more than a dozen familiar figures in the sky, all covering their faces while running and crying.

"Dad! Listen to me!"

Qin Ming roared.

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I will let you know today what it means to be a strict father!"

Qin Hai almost lost his mind, full of anger, just to find a chance to vent.

However, not far away, a more miserable cry sounded.

It was Liu Qingfeng's voice.

"Dad! It's none of my business! Why are you hitting me?"

The cries sounded.

Countless Da Luo disciples trembled and didn't know what was happening.

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