Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 315: About Everyone's Filter on the Discipline Hall

"Recently you were asking about the Immortal Sect's Discipline Hall? Are they planning to open a nursery?" Yu Shuoyang was well-informed and teased Zhang Miao about the young fruit.

Zhang Miao is very frugal with words in the team. He doesn't speak unless necessary and is always very serious. Not to mention Yu Shuoyang, who already has some bad genes, other members will sometimes tease this taciturn captain.

Don't tell me, it's really interesting.

Wang Yanzhi was also curious: "Yes, sometimes when I pass by on a mission, I can hear the crying of children."

Yan Zhou's cough did not prevent him from interjecting, "Is the reputation of the Discipline Hall that can stop babies from crying useless?"

Fu Xiangxing couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that those kids also practice writing big characters with pens in their hands. The disciples of your Discipline Hall are indeed famous for their strict self-discipline."

Zhang Miao knew the inside story and turned his face away silently, not wanting to get involved in this topic. His ears were burning with embarrassment, and he vowed to protect the dignity of the Discipline Hall to the death.

The team members all smiled at each other: What is our mission to amuse the captain today?

Zhang Miao coughed and changed the subject abruptly: "We have passed the evaluation. I received the letter and can take on the group task."

Wang Yanzhi: "I know! I've joined the group. Let me take a look."

Several people gathered around - they hadn't even seen the group of the Common People's Alliance yet.

[Disciple A: Little homework, do you understand? Senior Brother Lu is urging me to have you. It’s not that I can’t, I just feel bad for you!

Disciple B: The one above is asking about the disciples of Xianzong’s Discipline Hall, right?

Disciple C: Another one driven crazy by homework, take him away.

Disciple D: Little homework, here I come!

Disciple E: Found traces of demon cultivators, suspected to be a base. The more people, the better. There are spirit stones for introducing people. Come quickly. The location is at the Misty Mountain at the border of the inner and outer states. First come, first served. (The task is marked in red)

Disciple D: I’m not in a good mood today. I’ll just leave it at that and go do the mission.

Disciple E: Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are.

Disciple B: It’s only been a few breaths, right? Is it not possible? @Disciple D

Disciple D: Provoking someone is useless. When I'm angry, I can do anything except my homework. If you can't do it, then you can do it.

Disciple A: No, the abacus beads are bouncing onto my face through the Jade Mirror. @Disciple B, the Jade Mirror has opened its mouth, so it is easy for you to talk without any pain in your waist. I will send my homework over to test your level, so that you won’t cheat in front of the Jade Mirror and hurt other Taoist friends.

Disciple B: Go away, both of you should do your own homework. 】

Yan Zhou hesitated to speak: "Are all the disciples of your Discipline Hall so... humorous and funny on the Jade Mirror?"

You have to know that the early disciples of the Discipline Hall were mainly responsible for punishment and severe sentences. Anyone who was suspicious would be thrown into jail. The way they looked at people was no different from a scanner. If you fell into their hands, you would be skinned alive if you didn't die. Needless to say, the value of 100% no negative reviews is naturally high.

Even the people within the Wenxian Sect were terrified by the news, and everyone kept it a secret. If the background of catching the undercover agent had happened in the past, the death rate of the unlucky guys and the real spies would have been comparable.

(It seems like I told two hell jokes in a row, scratching my head jpg.)

Those disciples of the Discipline Hall at that time were all talented and had been trained in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They were worth two men each just by relying on their physical bodies. Each of them was a werewolf who could tear monks apart with his bare hands, and they were even more ruthless.

He was a ruthless man who didn't talk much. During his peak period, everyone in the world of cultivation, whether they were from a sect or a solo cultivator, turned terrified when they heard about him. But the rumor that he could stop a child from crying was not groundless.

Although it is not so exaggerated now, even before Lu Wensheng, it still had some residual power. Although it has no deterrent power, everyone still has some awe when they mention the Discipline Hall, the law enforcement agency.

Today, the disciples of the Discipline Hall have washed away the remaining bloody corners, and their fierce and sinister style has become gentle, but the basic tone of being swift and resolute is still there. They have shed their barbarity, learned new ideas, and without knowing when, they have become famous for being self-disciplined and prudent, reliable and steady. Wherever the black-clothed and red-belted disciples stand, there is a full sense of security.

The monks who have worked together with the disciples of the Discipline Hall generally give unanimous praise: When you are out and about, is there anything more reassuring than a companion who is emotionally stable, has a strong sense of justice, and a strong sense of responsibility?

However, the impression and accumulation of thousands of years cannot be overstated. Even now, not to mention the disciples of the sect, most of them think the disciples of the Discipline Hall are quite honest. Even the casual practitioners outside have the impression that the Discipline Hall is stable and majestic.

To them, Zhang Miao was the classic stereotype of a disciple of the Discipline Hall - aloof, frugal with words, calm, polite, and emitting a smell of "rituals" from head to toe. Seeing them saying nothing and just nodding reservedly, that smell made them feel itchy.

Now looking at the remarks of the disciples of the Discipline Hall on the Jade Mirror, the contrast is really too great - the filter is broken, and it turns out that we still have to reject stereotypes.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall outside: reserved, methodical, very serious, patient, sincere, full of kingly spirit, and heroic.

In reality, the disciples of the Discipline Hall are: sharp-tongued, fun-loving, gossipy, crazy in front of the jade mirror, able to make up a hundred thousand excuses to do their homework, and they are drama queens. Their image when they go out is all fake.

Take Tang He for example. Although he looks like a happy-go-lucky boy in the Discipline Hall, he always goes out with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering, and a serious look on his face. Not to mention greeting people, this smiling face looks so calm and gentle as he meets the admiring and longing eyes of the young disciples.

Many disciples who were deceived by his appearance felt that: As expected of Senior Brother Tang, he had an extraordinary demeanor and seemed very calm and reliable.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall commented: Who are you talking about? Are we too lazy to do our homework and it's time to take a break? Tang He's reputation also became strange.

Yes, in today's Discipline Hall, there are not many old-fashioned disciples like Zhang Miao who are serious both inside and out.

Yu Shuoyang looked at the jade mirror with some reluctance to look at it: "Could it be that he was driven crazy by homework in reality and released his nature on the jade mirror?" This shouldn't be the case. The disciples of the Discipline Hall he had seen were not like this!

Fu Xiangxing had a kind face, and he had put a lot of filter on it: "You're still thinking about your homework even in this situation. You're really strict with yourself."

Wang Yanzhi held his forehead helplessly and said, "Fellow Daoist Fu, stop praising me." Even he, a die-hard fan of the Discipline Hall, felt a little embarrassed.

Zhang Miao chose not to answer the question and pretended not to hear it, once again trying to change the subject abruptly: "There is a multi-player mission, so let's just do this."

Apart from anything else, the disciples of the Discipline Hall must be very good at pretending to be serious, right? Several people couldn't help but think.

Even when the team members glanced at him, Zhang Miao looked at the task seriously, as if he was really studying it - he thought it through. After all, the disciple of the Discipline Hall they were talking about was not him, but Disciple A, B, C, and D. What did it have to do with him, Zhang Miao?

(The cause and effect were written in the previous chapter. Each review takes one to five days, and the review may cover the entire book.

Because this book has many chapters, after publishing this chapter, I will not publish new chapters before the subsequent review is successful, so as to avoid more review stucks and longer time)

(I can only feel so pissed off. He removed all the recommendations during the review period. I have no traffic at all. Damn Tomato. Can’t I just say a few words?! I didn’t even write a post.)

(Oh, you said I was doing something colorful, but I didn’t do it in a big way.

If I were bland, would you like to see me? Huh? Huh?!

Would you be happy if I just pulled and tugged, using my hands instead of my mouth?

Oh, even if I mixed in my personal opinions, the readers didn't say anything, is it your business? !

If I mess around, you dead tomato won't be happy)