Put Your Father To The Test

In the evening, the bald old man left.

And Qin Zi was excited.

"Father, I have long heard that the royal family has a very precious spiritual pond. It is said that taking a bath can directly improve two or three small realms without any side effects.

He blushed and trembled.

"Calm down."

Qin Chuan put down the tea cup in his right hand, and then used his left hand to calmly wipe off the tea that his cheap son poured on his right hand.

"Cough, don't move, I'll wipe, I'll wipe."

Qin Zi coughed dryly, put down the teapot, and squatted down embarrassedly to wipe his father's hands.

Qin Chuan didn't refuse either, the cheap son is a free servant, no need for nothing.

Thinking of the bald old man, he felt a little emotional.

This world seems to be really different from what he imagined. These real powerhouses don't seem to be stupid...

In this way, it has increased the difficulty of his work.

A powerhouse in the most holy realm has such a temperament and self-cultivation. Isn't that the realm emperor and the emperor of Wu, all of them are like still water?

Even too oblivious? !

In that case, the cheap son pointed at others' noses and scolded for a long time, and they didn't have any mood swings, then it would be difficult...

The worst case is that people don't have any mood swings, and they slap their son to death like a fly.

After all, the setting of the system is that only if the other party has the intention to kill the cheap son, his strength will increase.

And if the other party didn't have the intention to kill, he just dismissed it casually, or the aftermath of his instinct killed the cheap son... Wouldn't he die in vain?

"So, we must improve the strength of the cheap son as much as possible, the sooner the better!" he said silently in his heart.

In fact, he also found a pattern.

That is, people's tolerance is not static, but varies from person to person.

For example, a strong man in the Holy Land may become angry if he is insulted by a strong man of the same level.

However, if you are insulted by an ant, there will be no emotional fluctuations in your heart, and you will just step on it to death...

In other words, people will only brood over the existence of the same level as themselves, or care about people who are not very different, and if the gap is too large, there will be no emotional fluctuations.

It's like, if someone is a little better than you, you will be jealous, but if he is so much better than you, you will not feel it.

You will be jealous that your classmates are better than you, but you will not be jealous of Jack Ma, you will only write in the barrage - it is my father!

"There are still three days, you should prepare well, and let your master prepare as well. After three days, we will go to the imperial capital."

Qin Chuan said to Qin Zi.

"okay!"

At this time, Qin Zi, like a skilled dog, was very obedient and quickly returned to the room.

And not long after, an old voice came from outside.

"Elder Qin Chuan, can you come out and chat?"

Hearing this, Qin Chuan got up and walked out.

The cliff side outside the palace.

The sunset has gradually subsided, turning purple and black, and an old man in a blue shirt is standing there blowing the evening wind.

It was Zhao Fulong.

"Elder Taishang."

Qin Chuan called out.

"Brother Qinchuan, I used to be clumsy, and it really hurts you to make you condescend to be the elder of my Seven Martial Sect."

Zhao Fulong turned around and asked with a wry smile, "I want to ask you... Would you like to become the Supreme Elder of the Seven Martial Sects?"

Qin Chuan shook his head calmly: "I'm just an honorary elder of the Seven Martial Sect. As I said before, this is just my temporary foothold, and I will not stay in the Seven Martial Sect forever."

"Hey, that's true."

Zhao Fulong sighed and said, "I knew,

People like you will not leave such a small place. "

Qin Chuan thought of some things before, so he asked, "You shouldn't be from the Nine Sun Dynasty, right?"

"Hehe, you saw it."

Zhao Fulong laughed at himself and said, "I am indeed not a member of the Nine Sun Dynasty. I am from the Eastern Region. However, for more than a hundred years, I have long regarded the Seven Martial Sect as my home."

"After all, I grew up here and got married. My son was born here, and my grandson was also born here. As for where I was born... I can't remember."

Qin Chuan thought for a while and asked, "Are you still taking orders from that family? I mean the Zhao family."

"Hehe, my family...not surnamed Zhao."

The self-mockery on Zhao Fulong's face became stronger, and then he showed an apologetic look to Qin Chuan, and said, "It's inconvenient for me to talk about family matters, otherwise there will be serious disasters, please forgive me."

"it is good."

Qin Chuan nodded and didn't bother to ask further, because this had nothing to do with him.

He was just curious and asked casually.

"so be it."

After a long time, Zhao Fulong smiled and said, "As of now, it doesn't make any difference whether you are a Supreme Elder or not, because in the hearts of everyone in the sect, your status is no less than that of the Supreme Elder."

Qin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

indeed.

When your strength is here, even if there is no halo, people will respect you consciously.

This is the conventional wisdom.

The strong are respected.

Any world is like that.

However, the Supreme Elder, he really doesn't want to do it!

Because the Supreme Elder is not just an honor, but also a responsibility, and needs to be responsible for the entire sect.

And according to the normal routine, once he provoked the girders of the Seven Martial Sect, this originally airtight house would immediately start leaking air and rain, what trouble, the enemy, one after another...

In the end, he solved the enemies of the sect, sent resources to the sect, taught the disciples of the sect, wiped the ass for the younger generation, and completely became a nanny... or bring his own dry food!

Why bother?

Totally unnecessary!

So, he is very clear-headed.

Of course, if the Seven Martial Sect encounters trouble in the future, he is still willing to help if the cost is not high.

"Brother Qinchuan, actually..."

At this time, Zhao Fulong seemed to suddenly think of something, but opened his mouth and swallowed it again.

"What else?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Oh, it's like this. There is actually a treasure house of the ancestors inside the sect. It was left by the ancestors. I think that Qin Zi can go in and choose two treasures, which is also a little thought of the sect."

Zhao Fulong said with a dry smile.

His heart was pounding, and he was a little scared, because he almost told the story of Da Erdan.

He was about to confess just now, but suddenly he thought, if this kind of thing is confessed, can he still be forgiven?

To say it is to die! !

Now, he has every reason to believe that this young man who made the royal ancestors treat each other with courtesy has the ability to kill him.

He actually regretted it a bit.

At that time, I didn't know Qin Chuan's identity, and thought that Qin Zi was just a kid with no background, and it was okay to pinch it.

After all, the strong eat the weak.

But now, he was shocked to find that he just didn't take it out before, and after taking it out, it was bigger than him!

"The elders are too conscientious."

Qin Chuan smiled and nodded.

He didn't know what happened, although he could see that the old man was a little guilty, he seemed to have done something wrong, and now he wanted to compensate Qin Zi.

But he knew it wasn't a big problem.

After all, Qin Zi also carries a well-informed master with him, so he must have solved all the hidden dangers long ago.

Time flies, three days have passed.

Qin Chuan took Qin Zi to the majestic imperial capital again, and this time, he directly entered the imperial city!