Taishang Dao Sect, Jian Huifeng, and the ancestor’s ancestral hall!

Li Qingping stood in front of the ancestor's tablet with his hands behind his back, and the second disciple was carefully accompanied by him. The second disciple was named Zhu Wenfu, who was a fat middle-aged fat man. He is currently mainly responsible for the affairs of the Jianhuifeng cafeteria and is a chef with superb cooking skills.

"Second."

"Master."

When Zhu Wenfu saw Li Qingping calling him, he hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"How long has the boss been there?"

"Return to Master, about half an hour!"

"Half an hour? It takes half a quarter of an hour to get from here to Yunxia Peak, why do you need to take such a long time? The boss is dull, afraid that he will be deceived by the rebellious son again. The second brother, go and bring them back immediately. No matter what they say, ignore them. Don't let the rebellious son escape, do you understand?"

"I understand Master, I'll go now."

Zhu Wenfu bowed and stepped back. He was about to go down the mountain to find Li Wenxian, but he saw a wooden flying sword flying slowly from a distance two feet away from the ground. On the flying sword, the boss Song Wenzhong looked at Li Wenxian, a handsome young man sitting on the sword head with helpless expression on his face.

At this time, Li Wenxian sat cross-legged at the head of Song Wenzhong's wooden flying sword, holding a cup of sour fruit honey water filled with a bamboo tube in his hand, holding a hollow reed tube in his mouth, sucking the drink in the cup, without any tension on his face.

"Oh, senior brother, third brother, you are back. If you don't come back, Master will eat me, Old Zhu alive. Hurry up, Master is already impatient!"

Zhu Wenfu came up and said anxiously. Song Wenzhong also said nervously when he heard this: "Have you calmed down?"

"I don't know, I've been gloomy anyway, looking at the ancestor's tablet and not speaking!"

Zhu Wenfu spread his hands and said, and Song Wenzhong looked ugly when he heard this, "Little brother, you are sad this time."

Li Wenxian said indifferently when he heard this: "It's okay, I'll just be wronged, and I may be wronged by you, Senior Brother."

"Uh...what do I do?"

Song Wenzhong was confused. Just as he was about to ask carefully, Li Wenxian had already pushed open the gate of the ancestral hall and knelt down skillfully: "Dad, the child is late, the child is late!"

Li Qingping had already heard the sound outside in the ancestral hall, and was preparing to clean up Li Wenxian, but he thought that Li Wenxian actually knelt on the ground and cried when he opened the door, and what he said was so auspicious. What did it mean to be late? You are going to send your father and me away!

"Shut up!"

Li Qingping shouted irritably and angrily. Li Wenxian was so kind that he immediately shut up and knelt honestly and did not make any comments. This is his experience summed up by being beaten for so many years. If he was scolded, he would bow his head and kneel down when he was beaten. As long as his attitude is right, it would not be difficult for his father to do it!

"Rebellious, what are you doing? I've asked your senior brother to find you for half an hour. Why are you here now?"

Li Qingping asked sternly, and Li Wenxian replied after hearing this: "Well, the eldest brother has just entered the Object Control Period, and the flying sword is like an ox cart, so I came back late, and it's all up to the eldest brother!"

Song Wenzhong:(⊙o⊙)…

"Is that true? Boss?"

Li Qingping looked sideways at Song Wenzhong.

Song Wenzhong: Can I say no?

Song Wenzhong was very aggrieved but nodded slowly. Li Qingping said with a dark face when he heard this: "If you don't have a solid foundation, practice more. People in their fifties are now, don't show off if you have nothing to do."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Listening to Li Qingping's lecture, Song Wenzhong wanted to cry without tears. It was obviously the matter between you two, so why would you always pull me? I am old, am I proud?

"hey-hey……"

Seeing Li Qingping and Song Wenzhong, Zhu Wenfu covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Li Qingping frowned and said, "Why do you laugh? Don't know how to eat all day long. If you have time, you should practice hard. You are forty years old. The control period has not yet arrived. Is it embarrassing to lose it!"

"Forehead……"

Zhu Wenfu was choked when he heard this, and his expression was extremely rich. He was really standing in the house, and the disaster came from the senior brother. The senior brother blamed you. If you weren't scolded, would I laugh out loud?

Zhu Wenfu thought of glaring at Song Wenzhong beside him, and Song Wenzhong immediately responded with his eyes, "You blame me for this, aren't it all the troubles caused by my junior brother?"

Thinking of the two of them looking at Li Wenxian, Li Wenxian lowered his head and laughed at this moment. He was getting more and more distracted by this trick. He first used two senior brothers to carry the thunder to make his father's anger fade away. Coupled with his standard attitude of admitting mistakes, he would definitely make this matter smaller and smaller. He was perfect. He was indeed a smart boy!

"I said you two are all ages, why don't you know you are strong? Other peak disciples of your same period are in the Golden Pill stage, why are you two unable to support the wall? I..."

Li Qingping looked at the two old and fat disciples in front of him, and was angry without any trouble. He pointed at them and was about to scold them.

"Ahem...Master, back garden, back garden!"

When Song Wenzhong saw that the situation was not good, he quickly reminded him softly.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot the matter, Li Wenxian!"

Li Qingping shouted angrily and looked at Li Wenxian suddenly. Li Wenxian was excited and knelt down quickly, cursing in his heart that you are not authentic. You usually look honest and honest. At this critical moment, you are not ruthless. You are such a bad old man!

"Li Wenxian, I'll ask you, did you pull the blood deer grass in the back garden?"

Li Qingping looked at Li Wenxian with a dark face. Li Wenxian knew that he had no hope of quibbling and said, "That's right."

"Okay, you dare to do it and recognize it. It's a very hero. Boss, come with a rattan."

"Ah, Master, my junior brother already knows that he is wrong. Forget about this vine!"

Song Wenzhong advised with a bitter face.

"Bring it!"

Li Qingping shouted angrily without saying anything. Song Wenzhong did not dare to disobey his master's orders, so he could only go to the shelf on the side, and there were thick and thin rattan on the shelf.

Song Wenzhong chose thin hands and handed them to Li Qingping. At the same time, he handed them over to Zhu Wenfu. Zhu Wenfufu was in his heart and stepped out of the ancestral hall in small steps. At the same time, the loud sound of rattan whipping sounded in the ancestral hall.

"Master's wife, Master's wife..."

Zhu Wenfu ran to the backyard like crazy, his master's wife's residence.

"Why are you so panicked?"

The master's wife Lan Qingmei was meditating in the room. When she pushed open the door, she saw Zhu Wenfu with an anxious look on her face.

"Master's wife, it's not good. Master, Master is using a rattan to ask the junior brother of the Immortal in the ancestral hall. You can go and have a look. If you go too late, ask the junior brother of the Immortal will be killed by the Master!"

Zhu Wenfu said anxiously, Lan Qingmei glared at the ears of this: "What, this old immortal beats the child, go and take me to see!"

Lan Qingmei followed Zhu Wenfu to the ancestral hall. When she arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Lan Qingmei happened to see Li Qingping sucking Li Wenxian. Lan Qingmei had just shouted, "Stay...", and then Li Qingping cursed: "You rebellious son, you are so bold. I pulled my blood deer grass away. Why did you pull the moonlight orchid that your mother had worked hard to plant? I, I will kill you rebellious son!"

Li Qingping raised his hand and was about to thrust him as soon as he saw Lan Qingmei. He asked slowly, "What's the matter with Madam? Could it be that he pleads for this rebellious son?"

Lan Qingmei walked into the ancestral hall expressionlessly, picked up the thickest rattan and said, "No husband, I'm here to let you use this thick one!"
Chapter completed!