This is real bleeding.

There were probably only about forty jars in the entire wine cellar, and half of them were given away at once...

He really feels the pain, he also likes to drink, and his alcohol addiction is quite small.

After dinner, the second elder arranged a small courtyard for Tang Xiaobao to live in. Originally, he also wanted to arrange for several disciples to serve as servants, but Tang Xiaobao refused.

He just wanted to get the talisman paper as soon as possible. Now everyone in Maoshan Sect was taking action. These disciples were laborers after all, and they had to be put to use.

Besides, he didn't want to be disturbed, and he wanted to take the opportunity to practice the art of magic talismans.

He has everything now, except for cultivation.

These people from Maoshan Sect all know a little bit about talismans, although it is far inferior to the divine talismans, but it is still talismans. Tang Xiaobao has seen it with his own eyes. The power is nothing to him, but to ordinary people, it is definitely very powerful. Ordinary talismans are so powerful if they only know the basics. If I can learn the divine talismans, how powerful would that be? It’s exciting to think about it.

Duanmu Qing left, and he had to go back to Hong Kong. He said he would be back in three days.

The second elder led everyone to cut wood nearby and organized everyone in the sect to make talisman paper together.

Fu Tree...

There is an unknown kind of tree, each one is as thick as a pot, and there are many of them in Maoshan Sect. At this time, the three elders, the ancestor, and a group of disciples are all cutting down the talisman trees.

They formed groups of three or four and complained everywhere.

Ordinary disciples had no idea why they received this order.

So, some people started complaining.

…

Disciple A: "Tell me, what exactly does Sect Master Duanmu mean? Asking us to cut wood and make talisman paper is just a joke. This is something only newbies should do. We are second-generation disciples after all. We haven't done such rough labor in decades."

Disciple B: "Isn't it? This is insane! Is the new leader taking revenge on us in disguise? But we were powerless to stop what happened back then. The people above us want to seize power, and we can't interfere. Besides, we can't do anything about what our ancestors have decided."

Disciple A: "I'm almost dying of exhaustion, ugh."

Disciple B: "I'm tired too. How about we take a break?"

Disciple C: "Are you crazy? You want to be lazy? Don't you see that even our ancestors are working?"

Disciple A: "No way! Is the ancestor really here?"

Disciple B: "Oh, look! The ancestor has really come."

Disciple C: "Then hurry up and get to work! Don't be lazy! Even the ancestors and the elders are working hard. It would be wrong for us to be lazy. Also, if the Second Elder sees us, we're doomed. He's the strictest one, and he's still the deputy sect leader. Now that the sect leader is away, he has full authority over the sect leader..."

…

There are many similar conversations.

Many disciples were dissatisfied.

But when they saw that the ancestors had arrived, no one dared to say anything.

I feel much more balanced now.

Who can compare with our ancestor in status? He does everything, so who can be lazy?

Our ancestors really worked.

He is over a hundred years old, and he can only hold on because of his superb martial arts skills.

The ancestor and the three elders are all injured now, and their injuries will take more than half a year to heal. It is really difficult for them to do physical work now.

The second elder walked up to the old ancestor and whispered, "Old ancestor, you really came?"

The old man didn't know what his mood was at the moment. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Didn't you ask me to come?"

The Second Elder blushed and whispered, "I was just conveying the Sect Master's orders. Please don't take it seriously. Or you can just pretend and not work so hard. You can't let your body break down. You're still injured."

"So you're letting me slack off?"

The old man said unhappily, "Humph, if everyone behaves like this, what will become of society?"

sweat……

The second elder was speechless.

This guy is really taking my kindness for granted.

The old ancestor coughed, his tone softened, and he asked curiously, "What's the purpose? Why are you suddenly making talisman paper? What on earth is this kid Duanmu Qing up to?"

The second elder said solemnly, "Grandfather, you should still call him Sect Master."

The old ancestor snorted, "What? Do you think I don't respect him enough? I'm much older than him. Calling him a kid doesn't count as bullying."

"Okay, okay, you can yell if you want, but just don't let anyone hear it."

The second elder turned his head and looked around.

There are more than a hundred people here, and they are all covered in dust. This place is simply like a logging site. With him supervising, no one dares to be lazy.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"What did you ask?"

"Why is he suddenly making talisman paper? Isn't he deliberately making things difficult for everyone?"

"No, no, no, Old Ancestor, the Sect Master really doesn't have that idea." The Second Elder quickly explained. Then, he stepped forward and whispered, "This is all Mr. Tang's request. He wants talisman paper, lots of it."

The old ancestor was stunned, his face a little alert: "Does he want our magic talisman technique?"

"You're overthinking it. He said he looked down on our talisman technique. I guess he really wants to learn it. But I don't understand why he would look down on our Maoshan Sect's talisman technique. In the entire ancient martial arts world, when it comes to talisman technique, we are absolutely the only one that has any branch. I don't understand it either."

The second elder also said with some doubt.

The old ancestor asked curiously, "He actually looks down on our magic talismans? He is too arrogant."

Ahem…

The second elder coughed and said, "Ancestor..."

"Okay, I won't say anything bad about him. To be honest, I am convinced by him. He is too powerful. I guess no one in the entire ancient martial arts world can be his opponent."

The old ancestor sighed.

The Second Elder reminded him, "Don't forget, he could single-handedly rob the entire Ancient Martial Arts world. I used to think he was just bragging, but now I truly believe it. He didn't rob our Maoshan Sect this time, which is a pleasant surprise. He just wanted some talismans, and we wouldn't have to suffer any serious consequences. Compared to the Qingshan Sect, the Demonic Spirit Sect, and the Four Seas Sect... we're already doing quite well, so we should be secretly happy."

"You have a point."

The old ancestor frowned and said, "But I don't understand, Duanmu...oh, our clan leader, how did he get involved with Mr. Tang?"

The second elder did not hide anything from him and began to tell him how Tang Xiaobao and Duanmu Qing met. Duanmu Qing had told him all these things before he left, without hiding anything.

After hearing his words, the old ancestor's eyes widened: "Do you just like him?"

"right."

"Are they really that close?"

"right."

The Second Elder said only one word...

But this word is not true.

He repeatedly emphasized that Tang Xiaobao and Duanmu Qing had a very good relationship, but that was all lies, just to comfort the ancestors.