Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 78: Resolutely not to be the Supreme Elder!

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 spirit pool. It is said that bathing once can directly improve two or three small realms without any side effects. It is simply against the sky!"

He blushed and trembled.

"Calm down."

Qin Chuan put down the teacup in his right hand, and calmly wiped off the tea that his cheap son poured on his right hand with his left hand.

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

Qin Zi gave a dry cough, put down the teapot, and squatted down embarrassingly to wipe his father's hands.

Qin Chuan didn't refuse either. A cheap son is a free servant, so it's not 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 strong people don't seem to be stupid...

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

The powerhouses in the Holy Realm have such tolerance and self-cultivation. Isn't it true that the emperor of the world and the emperor of Wu are all like calm water?

Even too ecstatic? !

In that case, the cheap son pointed at his nose and scolded him for a long time, but he didn't have any mood swings at all, so it would be difficult...

The worst case scenario is that if someone doesn't have any mood swings, he swatted his son to death like a fly, and that would be even more ridiculous.

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

And if the other party didn't intend to kill, but just sent it off casually, or a little aftermath of instinct killed the cheap son... wouldn't it be 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.

Actually, he also discovered a pattern.

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

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

However, if you are insulted by an ant, you will not have any emotional fluctuations in your heart, you will just step on it to death...

That is to say, people only care about beings of the same level as themselves, or care about people who are not very different, and if the gap is too big, there will be no mood swings.

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

You will be jealous that your classmate is better than you, but you will not be jealous of Ma Yun, you will only write in the bullet screen-it is my father!

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

Qin Chuan said to Qin Zi.

"Okay!"

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

Not long after, an old voice came from outside.

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

After Qin Chuan heard the words, he got up and walked out.

The edge of the cliff outside the palace.

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

It was Zhao Fulong.

"The Supreme Elder."

Qin Chuan called out.

"Brother Qin Chuan, I was the one who was blind before, and let you condescend to be the elder of my Seventh Martial Sect. I have really wronged you."

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

Qin Chuan shook his head calmly: "I'm just the honorary elder of the Seventh Martial Sect. As I said before, this is only my temporary foothold. I won't stay in the Seventh Martial Sect forever."

"Hey, that's true."

Zhao Fulong sighed and said: "I knew that a person like you would not leave such a small place."

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

"Hehe, you saw it."

Zhao Fulong laughed at himself, and said: "I am indeed not from the Nine Suns Dynasty. I am from the Eastern Region. However, for more than a hundred years, I have already regarded Qiwuzong as my home."

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

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

"Hehe, my family...is not named 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 not convenient for me to talk about family matters, otherwise there will be a catastrophe, please forgive me."

"Okay."

Qin Chuan nodded, and didn't ask the bottom line, because it had nothing to do with him.

He was just curious and asked casually.

"That's it."

After a long time, Zhao Fulong smiled and said: "Now that things are up to now, it doesn't matter whether you are the Supreme Elder or not, because in the hearts of everyone in the sect, your status is no lower than that of the Supreme Elder."

Qin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

Indeed.

When your strength is here, even if you don't have a halo, people will respect you consciously.

This is the conventional wisdom.

The strong are respected.

As in any world.

However, 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 to the entire sect.

But according to the normal routine, once he stirs up the main beam of the Seven Martial Sects, this originally airtight house will immediately start to leak. What troubles, enemies, come one after another...

In the end, he solved the enemies of the sect, gave resources to the sect, taught the disciples of the sect, and wiped the **** of the younger generation, completely reduced to a nanny... or the kind who brought his own dry food!

Why bother?

Totally unnecessary!

So, he's clear headed.

Of course, if the Seventh Martial Emperor encounters trouble in the future ~IndoMTL.com~, he is still willing to help if the cost is not high.

"Brother Qin Chuan, actually..."

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

"Anything else?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Oh, it's like this. There is actually a patriarch's treasure house inside the sect, which was left by the patriarch. I think Qin Zi can go in and pick two treasures, which can be regarded as a little favor of the sect."

Zhao Fulong said with a dry smile.

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

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

Saying it is courting death! !

Now, he has every reason to believe that this young man who has been treated with courtesy by the royal ancestors 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, so it was okay to make a fuss about it.

After all, the strong prey on the weak.

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

"The Supreme Elder has a heart."

Qin Chuan nodded with a smile.

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 make up for Qin Zi.

But he knew that it was not a big problem.

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

Time flies, and three days have passed.

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