I'm the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Chapter 19

"Have you heard that the second generation of our da Luo with background have been sent to the main peak for cultivation."

"I knew that. The eldest martial brother is like a relegated immortal. He is intelligent. A few days ago, Li Zheng became a great Confucian in heaven and earth. Who doesn't want to practice with the eldest martial brother?"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that I don't have a chance. If I have a chance, I will let the eldest martial brother see my childlike heart and suck it away!"

"No, you know what? After the second generation entered the main peak, what tasks did the eldest martial brother arrange for them?"

"What task?"

"Tell me."

"Can you finish it in one breath and have to say it paragraph by paragraph?"

In Dalai holy land, voices rang out, and the disciples whispered and talked about the interesting things of these days.

"Elder martial brother asked some people to ring the bell three times a day, in the morning, in the evening, until the bell rang itself."

"Let a senior brother wipe the inside and outside of the hall. He can only use a bucket of water. When is it cleaned? And the water in the bucket is crystal clear. When will he preach his Dharma again?"

"The best thing is an unlucky elder martial brother. Let him sweep the floor. Before sunset, all the fallen leaves must be swept away without mana. It's impossible. The leaves will fall automatically. After you sweep this, there will be new fallen leaves."

"You said, did they offend the eldest martial brother? Now they are deliberately punished by the eldest martial brother."

An informed disciple who did not want to be named guessed like this.

"It's impossible. Elder martial brother is upright and compassionate. How can he be such a narrow-minded person?"

"Yes, the elder martial brother can't be like that."

"I think this is a test. To put it mildly, elder martial brother is the son of heaven. Not everyone can learn Taoism from him."

"Well, I think you're right. Elder martial brother, how can he be a narrow-minded man?"

"You're right. In fact, I think this test is full of great wisdom. This is the real expert."

"We don't want frogs at the bottom of the well. The eldest martial brother must have his reason for doing so. Alas, how much he wants to follow the eldest martial brother. He recites scriptures, I eat, he practices Dharma, I eat, he stands on the cliff to enjoy the sunset, and I eat and enjoy in the back."

"Shut up, loser."

The disciples discussed with each other.

The behavior of Lu Changsheng's wonderful work has also spread to the ears of major senior executives.

Fu Litang.

Qin Ming sat at home with a firm face and said angrily, "Dad, I used to practice Taoism, not to be a cook. The eldest martial brother asked me to cook every day, and asked me not to duplicate the dishes within a year. He also asked me to put more spicy food and less salt. I quit."

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

But after Lu Changsheng explained his task, Qin Ming was stunned.

It's no problem to let yourself eat. He can accept one more bowl, but he can let himself be a cook. It's a living suffering.

On weekdays, some of these second generations have done hard work. They are all wearing clothes and opening their mouths. Naturally, they are not happy to hear that they want to do hard work.

this moment.

Qin Hai, the leader of Fu Li hall, frowned.

In fact, it's no problem that Lu Changsheng let his son suffer a little. On the contrary, he agrees, but what does it mean to be a cook?

Are there few cooks in Daluo holy land? It's no problem to catch any factotum disciple.

"Is it really deliberately difficult?"

Qin Hai thought for a while, then got up and said, "wait here for a while. I'll go to find a palm teacher."

With these words, Qin Hai left with his flying sword.

meanwhile.

Dalai palace.

Taoist Qingyun frowned and looked at these fellow senior brothers who gathered again.

"Elder martial brother, if you ask my children to experience in the monster forest, don't say hardship. Even if I'm injured, I don't have a complaint. What do you mean by asking him to play a beggar?"

"Yes, yes, my son is stupid, but at least he can be regarded as the No. 1 person in Dalai holy land. Changsheng has arranged for my son to copy all the Scriptures in Dalai Sutra pavilion a hundred times. Don't you know how many scriptures there are in the Sutra pavilion?"

The voices sounded, which made Taoist Qingyun a little upset.

But after all, it's a leader. Naturally, it's impossible to get angry because of this kind of thing.

After thinking about it, Taoist Qingyun couldn't figure out what Lu Changsheng's intention was to arrange such a thing.

Then Taoist Qingyun opened his mouth and said, "the elder was born in the Dalai palace."

He was also very confused and helpless. He had to ask Lu Changsheng to explain in person.

After a incense stick.

Lu Changsheng came to the hall.

It is still so peerless, and it is still so like an immortal, as if it were an immortal coming out of the picture.

"Chang Sheng, I've seen master and uncles."

When he came to the hall, Lu Changsheng bowed first and then looked at the people.

He knew why he had suddenly called himself here.

So we have made countermeasures.

At the sight of Lu Changsheng, everyone showed a smile, one by one looked very kind, without any anxiety before, and looked like a fairy.

Seeing the performance of his group of martial brothers, Taoist Qingyun was full of contempt, but he was still very calm.

"Changsheng, I asked you to come here because I wanted to ask you why you should arrange some strange things for the disciples of your main peak to do?"

Taoist Qingyun asked Lu Changsheng directly in front of everyone.

Sure enough.

Lu Changsheng didn't guess wrong. He was very calm. At the same time, he looked at the martial uncles and uncles in the hall, and then opened his mouth.

"You martial uncles, I understand that you all want to make a success of your son, but the road of cultivation is long, and the avenue of immortal Dharma can be learned overnight?"

"Although the descendants of your martial uncles have good talents, they have developed a kind of pride because they were born extraordinary. It is difficult to see them on weekdays because they exist in the heart."

"Changsheng's move has two meanings. One is to temper their mind, and the other is that Changsheng can't tell it, otherwise this behavior will be meaningless."

"Of course, if the descendants of that martial uncle feel that Changsheng's move is meaningless, they can take the initiative to quit. Changsheng has no complaints."

The second meaning is that Lu Changsheng himself doesn't know. He just makes it up. Anyway, it seems unfathomable. After all, if they don't believe the truth, they make it up to the end.

And most importantly, he wanted to have so many people with him. After all, many things are easy to expose when there are many people.

For example, he is not only handsome, but also a talented secret.

Sure enough, with Lu Changsheng's words, everyone suddenly realized.

Then they quickly opened their mouth.

"There is, there is, elder martial nephew, don't think about it."

"Yes, yes, we are abrupt."

"When my son came back, he always said that elder martial nephew has unparalleled wisdom. How can he have such a mind."

Taoist Qingyun also stroked his beard and said, "it's worthy to be my disciple. In that case, it's all right. Changsheng, you can have a rest. Maybe something big will happen in a few days."

Taoist Qingyun said so, and forced to leave a suspense, which seemed unfathomable. However, Lu Changsheng didn't ask, bowed and left the Dalai palace.

After Lu Changsheng left.

Taoist Qingyun immediately stared coldly at the people present.

For a moment, the scene became very quiet.

Everyone dared not speak, bowed their heads and remained silent, completely without the arrogance before.

"A group of people are almost 100000 years old. They are like three-year-old children. They rush to meet something. Now you know? Understand? It's a shame on me."

seize the opportunity.

The people of Qingyun road spit out fragrance and began to chatter and teach these arrogant martial brothers.

And these people felt guilty, so they hardened their heads and were scolded.

An hour later.

Taoist Qingyun walked out of the Dalao palace in great comfort.

The high-rise of the group left the hall one by one with a black face.

Qin Hai controls the flying sword.

Back to the rune hall.

Qin Ming, who had been waiting, was very happy to see his father return.

Just haven't had time to speak.

In an instant, Qin Hai slapped him.

"Rebel!"

Qin Haiqi was not good enough. He was reprimanded by Taoist Qingyun for more than an hour and held back his stomach. Most importantly, he lost face in front of his martial nephew. How can Qin Hai bear it?

"Dad! What are you doing?"

"You still have the face to ask? You are ignorant and incompetent all day. Relying on your father and me, you act recklessly everywhere and pretend to be a tiger. You can't accept some hard work. What qualifications do you have to call my father?"

Pop!

Qin Hai slapped again.

"Dad, I'm wronged. Where am I ignorant?"

Qin Ming is really wronged. He just wants his father to talk about love in the past, and then change to a lighter job. How can he become ignorant? Why did you do evil?

"How dare you talk back?"

Pop!

Another slap.

"Dad." Qin Ming is really going to vomit blood.

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

Pop!

Qin Hai slapped again.

"What's your father's name? Can you call me father?"

Qin Ming shouted with great frustration.

"What? You want me to be your son? I'm so bold and reckless. How did I give birth to you?"

Pop!

Qin Hai became more angry.

"Dad, you are unreasonable."

Qin Ming cried and ran away.

"How dare you run? I won't kill you today."

Qin Hai chased after him.

Qin Ming fled madly.

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

"Dad! Listen to me!"

Qin Ming roared.

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I'll let you know today what father is strict!"

Qin Hai almost lost his wisdom and was full of anger. He just found an opportunity to vent.

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

It's Liu Qingfeng's voice.

"Dad, it's none of my business. Why are you beating me?"

A cry sounded.

Countless Da Luo disciples trembled and didn't know what had happened.

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