Outside the main hall of Qingyun Dao Sect.
A series of screams rang out.
Su Changyu stood outside the door, a little afraid to step in.
"You goddamn bastard!"
"How dare you write a poem? Who gave you the courage to write a poem? "
"I'm going to beat you to death, you evil disciple!"
"Don't hit me, don't hit me, please don't hit me anymore. Master, what did I do wrong?"
"Wu wu wu wu wu, Master, I really can't take it anymore. Don't hit me anymore. If you hit me again, I'll really die."
"Master, isn't it just a painting? Do you have to go this far? "
"Master, I can't accept this!!!!!"
"Ahhhhh!"
"You're still not convinced? You still dare to be stubborn? "
"You goddamn bastard, do you know how much gold this painting is worth?"
"I'm going to kill you!!!!!"
An incomparably shrill scream rang out.
Su Changyu, who was outside the door, was a little flustered.
Although that was the case when he beat up Xu Luochen previously, he wasn't calm back then. Now that he had calmed down, he didn't dare to walk in at all.
"Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, I tried my best to help you, but you just had to court death! Serves him right. "
Su Changyu's heart was filled with helplessness.
Although he dared not go in, he couldn't just watch Xu Luochen get beaten to death.
When a person is extremely angry, it is extremely easy for them to lose their rationality.
Hence, at the thought of this, Su Changyu gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.
Soon, the image of Xu Luochen lying on the ground appeared in front of Su Changyu.
In the main hall.
Xu Luochen was lying on the ground like a dead dog, on the verge of death.
Daoist Tai Hua held a wooden vine in his hand and whipped Xu Luochen.
He seemed to be possessed, and his eyes were scarlet red.
Seeing this scene, Su Changyu couldn't help but sigh in relief.
Fortunately, his master was still rational and only used the wooden rattan to whip Xu Luochen. That would at most result in superficial wounds.
"Eldest Senior Brother, save me! Master has gone crazy from all the killing. "
Seeing that someone had come in, Xu Luochen yelled as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
Xu Luochen was upset.
No, it wasn't as simple as being uncomfortable. He was angry, scared, and uncomfortable.
Wasn't it just a painting?
Was there a need to beat himself up like this?
Why are you all jealous of my literary talent?
However, he was afraid that Su Changyu would come over and beat him up.
Most importantly, he felt terrible. He really didn't expect that within a day, his respected Master and Senior Brother would actually fight because of jealousy over his literary talent.
As expected, one couldn't be too outstanding.
"Master, stop hitting him, stop hitting him. If you continue hitting him, Junior Brother Luochen will really die here."
Looking at Xu Luochen's miserable state, Su Changyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and dissuade him.
"Get out of my way! I'm going to beat this evil disciple to death today!"
Daoist Tai Hua felt a rush of blood to his head.
'How did Xu Luochen ruin such a good painting? '
If he drew a portrait, the effect would be greatly reduced.
Another person's poem, folded on top.
What's worse is that he even signed his name? Fold up fold up fold.
However, what made Daoist Tai Hua lose his mind the most were the scratches.
A painting that was originally worth five to six thousand taels of gold would probably not be sold for even a hundred taels of gold, right?
Daoist Tai Hua could tolerate portraits.
But he really couldn't tolerate this.
It was a few thousand taels of gold.
It was gone just like that.
He felt like his heart was being cut.
No, it was even more painful than having his heart cut.
At this moment, Su Changyu immediately took out the painting.
"Master, Little Junior Brother also made a painting, there should be no problem with this painting."
Su Changyu hurriedly opened the painting, hoping that Daoist Tai Hua would calm down.
"There's more?"
Hearing that there were other paintings, Daoist Tai Hua froze for a moment.
He looked over.
It was a painting of a night scene. There was no one in the painting, and there was even a poem and a signature.
'This is good. '
'This is good. '
Daoist Tai Hua put down the wooden vine in his hand and focused on admiring the painting.
Xu Luochen, who was at the side, finally escaped.
He was paralyzed on the ground with indignation and anger in his eyes.
He couldn't understand. 'Isn't it just a painting?'
'Do you have to do this? '
'You beat me up so badly for a painting. '
'Am I not as important as a painting to you? '
Xu Luochen's eyes were full of resentment and sorrow.
He was in so much pain.
No, he was extremely upset.
He felt like dying.
In the beginning, he was beaten up by Su Changyu and that was fine!
However, he didn't expect to be beaten up by his master again.
'Who can stand that? '
Most importantly, if it was because he had committed a heinous mistake, he would accept it even if he got beaten up twice. It wasn't like he had never been beaten up before.
However, he had beaten himself up so badly for a painting.
He was really indignant.
"Good, good, good, there's hope for a superior-grade flying sword."
At this moment, Daoist Tai Hua smiled, looking extremely excited.
This painting was poetic, picturesque, and meaningful.
It was perfect. Extremely perfect.
His previous anger had completely subsided at this moment.
However, Xu Luochen, who was on the ground, was a little dumbfounded.
'Superior-Grade flying sword? '
'Master, are you crazy or am I? '
'What does a painting have to do with a superior-grade flying sword? '
He was a little confused.
He simply felt that his master had gone crazy.
Otherwise, why would he spout nonsense for no reason?
'Superior-Grade flying sword? '
'Even if I sell the Qingyun Dao Sect, I can't afford a superior-grade flying sword, can I? '
At this moment …
Su Changyu looked at the confusion in Xu Luochen's eyes.
He knew what Xu Luochen was thinking.
"Luochen, do you know that you've gotten into big trouble?"
Su Changyu said in a displeased tone.
'Who else would be better off? '
The painting that could be sold for at least four or five thousand taels of gold might not even be sold for a hundred taels of gold. To put it bluntly, if Xu Luochen was not his Junior Brother, he would have killed Xu Luochen.
'Got into big trouble? '
This time, Xu Luochen really cried.
He lay on the ground and kept moving his hands and feet like a child throwing a tantrum.
"If you guys want to hit me, just hit me. Why did you have to accuse me of something groundless? I know, it's just that my literary talent is better than yours. Are you guys jealous of me?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, you're usually petty and you've always been jealous of me, but I didn't expect you to do this just to trample on me."
"Master, I know you usually dote on Eldest Senior Brother because you want him to inherit the position of Sect Leader. I have nothing to say, but you deliberately suppressed me for the sake of siding with Eldest Senior Brother. I can't accept this, I can't accept this, I can't accept this!"
The more Xu Luochen spoke, the more agitated he became. In the end, he even burst into tears without caring about his image.
Seeing Xu Luochen in such a state …
Daoist Tai Hua also snapped back to his senses.
He then looked at Xu Luochen in displeasure.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know that you've personally destroyed a famous painting that's worth 10,000 taels of gold?"
At this moment, Daoist Tai Hua wanted to beat Xu Luochen up.
'Huh? '
'Famous painting that's worth 10,000 taels of gold? '
'Are you sure it's 10,000 taels of gold and not 10,000 copper coins? '
'Are you bluffing? '
'Can this painting be sold for money? '
Xu Luochen stopped throwing a tantrum and simply looked at Daoist Tai Hua and Su Changyu with a bewildered gaze.
"Changyu, tell him."
Daoist Tai Hua couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Xu Luochen and instead continued to look at the night scene.
"Our little Junior Brother is known as Householder Qing Lian, and he's a famous talent in Jin Nation. His paintings are easily worth 10,000 taels of gold, and this one is worth at least 50,000 taels of gold."
Su Changyu explained.
As soon as he said that, Xu Luochen smirked.
'50,000 taels of gold. '
'Are you bluffing? '
'Do you think I'm a fool? '
'I've never seen 50,000 copper coins before. '
Xu Luochen wasn't laughing at Su Changyu.
'Have you seen 50,000 copper coins before? '
However, Xu Luochen soon felt upset again.
He didn't expect Su Changyu to think that he was a fool.
"You don't believe me?"
Su Changyu could tell what Xu Luochen was thinking at a glance.
Xu Luochen did not answer.
However, his meaning was clear.
If this painting was worth 50,000 taels of gold …
He was the one who had slapped his own mouth.
What did 50,000 taels of gold mean?
He didn't even have the concept of 50,000 copper coins.
Not to mention 50,000 taels of gold.
Not to mention the Qingyun Dao Sect.
Even some of the poorer second-grade immortal sects might not be able to come up with 50,000 taels of gold, right?
50,000 taels of gold could allow the Qingyun Dao Sect to directly advance to a third-grade immortal sect, and everyone in the sect would be able to live well.
"What if I prove it to you?"
Su Changyu was infuriated too.
'Not only did you destroy a painting, you even have to put on such an act. '
"Eldest Senior Brother, I don't mean anything else, but if this is worth 50,000 taels of gold, I'll smack my lips."
Xu Luochen said firmly.
If it was really worth 50,000 taels of gold, he would accept the fact that Daoist Tai Hua and Su Changyu had beaten him up.
No, he still felt that it was not enough, and he was willing to be beaten up again.
However, before Su Changyu could answer …
Daoist Tai Hua spoke up.
"Are you sure?"
Daoist Tai Hua looked at Xu Luochen with a serious expression.
"I'm sure, if it's really worth 50,000 taels of gold, I won't say a word even if you and Eldest Senior Brother beat me to death."
"But if it's not, what should we do?"
Xu Luochen really didn't believe it.
If there was, he would rather be beaten up.
But what if there wasn't?
"If there isn't, I'll pass the position of Sect Leader to you."
Daoist Tai Hua said in displeasure.
"Okay."
Xu Luochen immediately got excited when he heard about the position of Sect Leader.
He agreed right away.
"Okay, Luochen, I think you won't give up until you see your coffin. Changyu, give him some healing medicine, we'll go down the mountain later."
Daoist Tai Hua still wanted to beat him up, but he couldn't find a reason.
Now, Xu Luochen had come to him on his own accord.
"Okay."
Su Changyu nodded. He really wanted to beat Xu Luochen up too. Since Xu Luochen had come to him on his own accord …
He couldn't be blamed for it.
"No need, I have my own healing medicine. Master, write a receipt, don't go back on your word later."
Xu Luochen turned down Su Changyu's healing medicine and took out two Qi and Blood pills for himself. He also asked Daoist Tai Hua to write a receipt.
Otherwise, there would be no proof.
After he said that, Su Changyu and Daoist Tai Hua were infuriated.
However, the two of them didn't say much.
They would make him doubt his life later.
Two hours passed.
Three figures walked down the mountain.
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