Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

Qian Duoduo couldn't help but sigh that life is unpredictable.

"That's right. I heard that Yue Miao should have taken the position based on their ability. But Immortal Fuyuan happened to have something to ask Hall Master Gongyu yesterday. As soon as Hall Master Gongyu made a suggestion, he was rejected by Immortal Fuyuan. In the end, the position of chief disciple fell to Jiaoyang."

Qian Duoduo chatted for a while and then left.

Only Lin Hao and Lin Jinxing were left in the room. Neither of them was a noisy person, and without the chatterbox Qian Duoduo, the room instantly became quiet.

But both of them also enjoyed this tranquility, and Lin Jinxing handed Lin Hao a cup of tea he had brewed.

Lin Hao took a sip and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. For some reason, although the tea made by his senior brother was made with the same spring water, it always seemed to have a hint of the coolness that belonged to his senior brother.

"Brother's tea is still the best! It's a pity that Duoduo left early and didn't get to enjoy this treat."

Lin Jinxing laughed softly, "Yes, he doesn't have the good fortune to eat."

But Lin Hao would never know that this was the result of Lin Jinxing deliberately using ice-attributed spiritual energy to control the water temperature...

"When you come out of the pagoda, it will be almost the Shangsi Festival in the mortal world. Then we can go to the mortal world together to take a look." Lin Jinxing asked with a low laugh.

He also heard about this festival by chance from several female cultivators. It is said that it is a day for both parties in the mortal world to express their love.

In the world of cultivation, there are also many couples who love and adore each other, and on this day they go to the mortal world to express their love to each other.

Lin Jinxing then silently took note of it, hoping that one day he could go there with his junior brother.

"What festival is that? Is it a martial arts competition held somewhere?" Lin Hao's words instantly extinguished Lin Jinxing's fantasy and made his rare smile freeze on his face.

Lin Jinxing: “…”

How should he explain this festival?

To be honest, the young junior brother who hasn't figured it out yet might wonder why two men are going to the Shangsi Festival.

If we assume that this is the martial arts competition that Junior Brother thought it was, then I guess Junior Brother would carry a sword to the Shangsi Festival, which would be even more strange.

Junior brother, have you never come into contact with the Shangsi Festival in the mortal world?

Lin Hao had never come into contact with it. In his previous life in the modern environment, he had only heard of the Western Valentine's Day and the Eastern Valentine's Day on July 520, and even , but he had never heard of the ancient Shangsi Festival.

After coming here, Lin Hao, who was concentrating on practicing, would never pay attention to the Shangsi Festival.

As if seeing his senior brother's embarrassment, Lin Hao did not ask any more questions and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will try to get out of the tower as early as possible so that I can go to the Shangsi Festival with you."

Lin Jinxing's expression changed from embarrassment to smile again, "Don't worry, there's still a long time before Shangsi Festival."

"Okay, I will definitely come out before the Shangsi Festival." Lin Hao smiled brightly.

Lin Jinxing also smiled back. Looking at his senior brother's smile, Lin Hao was stunned. It seemed that his senior brother had been smiling a lot recently.

Seeing Lin Hao stunned, Lin Jinxing asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Hao came back to his senses and shook his head, "Nothing."

Maybe Brother is just in a better mood recently...

In this way, Lin Hao spent three days leisurely.

During these three days, except for not being able to go out, Lin Hao had a very leisurely life. During the day, he practiced sword skills and drank tea with his senior brothers, discussing combat experiences, and at night he meditated and practiced.

Lin Jinxing originally wanted to use these three days to develop some feelings with his junior fellow apprentice before the Shangsi Festival, but Lin Hao just didn't get the idea!

No matter what Lin Jinxing talked about, he could always turn the topic to cultivation or fighting.

This gave Lin Jinxing quite a headache.

During the process, Lin Jinxing did not preach to Lin Hao as Gong Yu Yanming had expected.

Like his eldest son, Lin Jinxing was unwilling to impose his own ideas on Lin Hao. They both hoped that Lin Hao could grow up freely instead of being bound by many shackles.

Three days later, the class was still the same. When everyone saw Gong Yuyanming arrive, they were as quiet as a chicken.

No one treated Gong Yu Yanming with disrespect because Lin Hao escaped unscathed three days ago.

After Gong Yu Yanming entered the room, he first noticed Lin Hao who was still sitting in the corner. He said, "Lin Hao, how was your reflection over the past three days? Have you figured out anything?"

Lin Hao nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Gong Yu Yanming was very pleased. It seemed that Lin Jinxing's discipline in the past three days was very successful. Gong Yu Yanming's tone was much softer, "Then tell me, what did you reflect on?"

"I have examined myself three times a day in the past three days." Lin Hao answered while standing straight.

Gong Yu Yanming nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, then what? What did you realize?"

"I have figured out a lot of things, and finally realized... I am not wrong!" Lin Hao's tone was confident.

But Gong Yuyan's satisfied expression instantly broke after he heard the last three words.

He asked in disbelief: "What did you say you realized?"

Lin Hao's expression was matter-of-fact, and he kindly repeated, "You didn't hear wrongly. I realized that I was right."

Everyone else in the room was shocked, but because of Gong Yuyanming's presence, no one dared to speak. They only sighed silently in their hearts: After not seeing each other for three days, why does it feel like Lin Hao is more stubborn than before?

What kind of troublemakers has Gong Yuyanming not seen in Mingbian Hall?

But I have never seen a disciple as rebellious and undisciplined as Lin Hao! He pointed at Lin Hao with a trembling finger, "You closed yourself off for three days and figured out this?!"

Lin Hao looked at Gong Yuyanming in confusion, as if he didn't understand where he went wrong. "Yes, is there anything wrong?"

"Is this how your senior brother taught you these past three days?" Gong Yuyan said angrily as he slammed the table in front of him.

"What does this have to do with my senior brother? Anyway, I never listen to anything he says."

Although Lin Hao wanted to anger the other party, he was later imprisoned in the pagoda. But he did not want to involve his senior brother. If he caused the relationship between his senior brother and the head of Gong Yutang to deteriorate, then he would be guilty of a great sin.

Gong Yu Yanming: "..."

He now felt a little sympathy for Lin Jinxing.

Lin Jinxing must have had more headaches than him in educating his junior fellow apprentice during these three days.

Lin Hao looked at Gong Yuyanming expectantly, waiting for him to tell him that he would be punished by being sent to the pagoda.

This was the first time in his life that Gong Yuyanming was angered twice by the same person. Since Lin Jinxing couldn't discipline his junior brother, he would discipline him on his behalf!

"you!"

Seeing Gong Yu Yanming pointing at him, Lin Hao's eyes lit up with excitement, "Announce it quickly! I can't wait to go to the pagoda!"

Gong Yu Yanming continued, "Go and copy the 'Wu Wei Sutra' a hundred times!"

Lin Hao's expectant expression cracked. Where is the pagoda?

How did it become copying books, which he hated the most?

Also speechless was Lin Jinxing, who was hiding outside and eavesdropping because he was worried about his junior fellow apprentice.

Now that things have come to this, Gong Yuyanming doesn't need to continue giving him face.

Mu Zheng, who came along with him, was bewildered. Why did he feel that his good brother seemed disappointed after hearing that his junior fellow apprentice was punished to copy books?

Isn’t it good to be punished by copying books?

It’s better than being taken to a pagoda, right?