"However, there are so many of you. You don't have to give each person a gift. That's too troublesome. Let's use the groups as a unit. One gift for each group will do, "Ling Yun added with a smile.
Ling Yun added with a smile. With that, he and Ling Xiao disappeared from the spot and left the martial arts school, leaving behind the seventy-two disciples who were completely dumbfounded and looking at each other in dismay.
If Mo Wudao had seen this scene just now, he would definitely have rolled his eyes at Ling Yun. "As a master, you're asking for a gift from your own disciple so brazenly. How shameless of you."
It was a pity that Mo Wu Dao was still sleeping soundly in the Qin Clan, having some kind of wild dream.
"Birthday gift? What kind of gift can we give to Grandmaster?! "
On the field, Luo Yucheng, Lv Wenlong, and the others finally came to their senses. Each and every one of them had a gloomy expression on their faces. Some were glaring, some were blinking, and some were gritting their teeth as they muttered to themselves.
"It's Grandmaster's birthday. Whether it's presentable or not, we have to give him a gift!"
Meng Xueyi was the first to speak. He was very serious, and his expression was extremely solemn.
"That's right. Grandmaster treats us too well. If we go to his birthday party empty-handed, we'll be too insensible! Wouldn't we become ingrates? "
Xu Xiangdong, who was usually a man of few words, chimed in at this moment.
"Cheh!"
Lv Wenlong casually squatted on the ground and rolled his eyes at the two who were talking. He rubbed his teeth and said, "Give, give, of course we have to give. It's easy for you to say, but do you think Grandmaster will be interested in the things we give? Will he like them? "
As he spoke, Lu Wenlong leaped up and stretched his body at the same time. His tall figure spiraled upward in the night sky and stretched out his finger to point at the other five people below.
"You, you, you … and you …"
"Tell me, apart from the 50 kilograms we have on us, what else can catch the eye of our master and grandmaster?!"
Lv Wenlong's elegant Qinggong resulted in the other five people on the ground, and even the other five groups of people, rolling their eyes at the same time.
Of course, that was excluding the eleven brothers he was in charge of. Because this guy was too fierce and overbearing, the people in his group were a little afraid of him. They were afraid that they would be beaten up for no reason when they returned.
"Lv Wenlong, stop showing off and acting like we don't know anything. Hurry up and get down here!"
Wu Tengfei had a look of disdain on his face. He was just short of chasing after Lv Wenlong to beat him up.
"Furthermore, Master and Grandmaster may not even be interested in our own weight of more than a hundred catties!"
Ma Qianjun added another stab at the right time. He was someone who wished for the world to be in chaos.
Bang!
In the end, Lv Wenlong could not stay in the air. He landed on the ground and glared at Ma Qianjun. "Ma Juzi, the loser, you don't have to be so sarcastic with me. Do you think you have anything worthy to show me?!"
"F * ck your grandpa's defeated opponent …"
Ma Qianjun's eyes blazed with anger, and he immediately began to roll up his sleeves.
"All of you, shut up!"
Luo Yucheng shouted in a deep voice to stop them. He was the most handsome among the six of them. He had a slender figure, slanted eyebrows, and a heroic aura. He stood there with an awe-inspiring presence.
"Luo Yucheng, stop pretending. You're the only one who has learned everything from Master. Can you even learn from him?"
Lv Wenlong was a guy who would attack anyone he saw. He did not give Luo Yucheng any face at all.
"Before our Master left, he said that Grandmaster's birthday gift doesn't have to be given to each person. Instead, it has to be given in small groups. There are twelve of us in each group. It's actually not difficult to come up with a gift."
Luo Yucheng could not be bothered with Lv Wenlong. His eyes flashed as he calmly analyzed the situation.
Whoosh!
Lv Wenlong appeared in front of Luo Yucheng in a flash. He glanced at him first, then raised his chin and said, "Then tell me, what gift?!"
Luo Yucheng glanced at him with a smile. He gently spread out his hands and said slowly, "That's our group's business. Why should we tell you, a mountain cannon?!"
The air in the field suddenly became quiet.
Without a doubt, Luo Yucheng was the calmest and smartest among them. He was the first to figure out Ling Yun's intentions.
What gift to give to Grandmaster wasn't important at all.
This was a question that was neither too big nor too small. It was more of a comprehensive competition, an assessment competition.
Using small groups as a unit.
None of them were fools. Hence, the six of them, who had always been fooling around with each other and wanted nothing more than to eat each other up during the arena matches, once again began to be wary of each other. They had a tacit understanding.
"Then what should we give him? Antique calligraphy and paintings? Famous tea and wine? Oh right, what does Grandmaster like the most? "
After a long silence, Lv Wenlong was the first to speak. However, it was obvious that he was just spouting nonsense in order to mislead the others' train of thought.
The other five looked at him as if they were looking at an idiot.
"Interesting. I didn't expect my six disciples to be so interesting!"
Two thousand meters in the air, Ling Yun and Ling Xiao were invisible. They stood side by side and looked down at the six disciples that he was proud of. They watched with relish.
"Even though these six brats have their own personalities, they are indeed very likable."
Ling Xiao smiled and nodded. He had interacted with Ling Yun's disciples for a long time. Naturally, he was familiar with them.
"Yun Er, these brats do nothing but cultivate. Even their food and necessities are provided by the Ling Family."
"Their hands are empty, and their pockets are even cleaner than their faces. Yet, you want them to give me a birthday gift. Aren't you purposely making things difficult for them?"
Of course, Ling Xiao didn't really care about what gifts these disciples gave him. He was asking about Ling Yun's motive.
"It's to make things difficult for them."
Ling Yun smiled and nodded. He said bluntly, "Dad, our family doesn't lack anything now. It doesn't matter what gifts they give us. However, their attitude is very important. Their thoughts and how they present themselves are even more important!
"After this thorough cleansing, these guys have all reached Houtian Realm Level Eight and above. In a few months at most, not even the Spring Festival, even the weakest among them will be able to easily enter the Xiantian Realm."
"With the current cultivation resources of our Ling Family, we can groom them however we want. However, before that, I have to let them truly understand who nurtured them and what they should do to be worthy of this nurturing.
"Otherwise, I'm worried that once they reach a higher realm, their hearts will float and they might even forget their surnames."
Ling Xiao couldn't help but glance at his own son helplessly.
This precious son of his was good in every way. It was just that … he was a little too black-bellied and calculative.
"I don't think that's necessary, right?"
Ling Xiao finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He smiled and said, "In the hearts of these kids, you've long been a god. There's no way they would have any other thoughts."
This wasn't an exaggeration. He could see how much the seventy-two disciples worshipped and respected Ling Yun every day.
"Actually, it's mainly for training."
Ling Yun understood what his father meant, but he still spoke his true thoughts. "They don't have anything valuable on them. However, they are now experts at Houtian Realm Level Eight and above.
"Twelve people in a group, working together. If they can't even get a gift that satisfies them, then wouldn't all the effort and resources we've spent be for nothing?
"Then what's the use of keeping them?"
Ling Yun was very direct but very serious, even though he was facing his father, Ling Xiao.
His world had been forged by his blade and sword. It could even be said that he had gone against the heavens and fought for it with his life!
However, it was far from enough. To Ling Yun, this was just the beginning.
Ling Yun spared no effort in grooming these disciples not to listen to them call him master and enjoy their worshipping gazes. He didn't want such mediocre people. No matter how talented they were or how fast they cultivated, it was all in vain.
Therefore, Ling Yun wanted tigers and wolves who could follow him to conquer the world!
A pack of wolves would have meat to eat no matter where they went!
"You're right to do this."
Ling Xiao could only agree with his son's point of view. He shook his head and said worriedly, "It's just that we can't let this bunch of troublemakers cause any trouble."
"Father, don't worry. I'll get Ling Yi and Ling Qi to send people to keep an eye on them. I won't let them cause any trouble."
Ling Xiao: "…"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao was completely speechless.
Alright, send the Ling Family's loyalists to keep an eye on these guys. How could they not cause trouble?
"Tsk, I can't be bothered to discuss with you guys. All of you are hiding something. You're all up to no good!"
On the field, Lv Wenlong put his hands on his waist, looked left and right, and spat out disdainfully. Then, he waved his hand and said, "Team 2, follow me. Damn it, everyone give me three ideas later. If anyone can't think of one, I'll beat the shit out of him!"
Lv Wenlong's group quickly left the field. However, they did not return to their residence. Instead, they quietly went to a secluded corner of the martial arts school. They sat in a circle and began to discuss their next move.
"We're leaving too."
Seeing Lv Wenlong leave, Ma Qianjun immediately waved his hand and led his group to the front yard of the martial arts school.
Then, Xu Xiangdong, Wu Tengfei, and Meng Xueyi each led their own group and left.
Finally, only Luo Yucheng's group of twelve were left on the field. They stood there alone and didn't go anywhere.
Since everyone else had left, they naturally didn't need to leave.
"Hehe, Father, if you don't believe me, Beijing will definitely be very lively tonight …"
In the air, Ling Yun used his divine sense to eavesdrop on the messy ideas of the disciples of the six groups. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"What nonsense is this? Hurry up and follow me home!"
Ling Xiao was shocked to hear this. He didn't expect this group of kids who were so respectful to him to be so cunning. He really couldn't listen to it anymore. He grabbed Ling Yun and flew out of the martial arts school.
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