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He didn't want to copy it by himself. When someone else copied it, he directly absorbed it into his mind, and it was over in an instant.

Such a large book, when will this be copied?

"Is this your own job?"

"The elders of all ages are like this, why should you be special?"

The young man in the brocade robe looks like he is not afraid of Su Han at all. He has a handsome face, he is wearing a gorgeous thick brocade robe, and the jade pendant hanging around his waist is all carved from top-grade spiritual stones. It can be seen that his background is not simple. .

Maybe this is also the reason why Mo Yan dare not offend the second generation of dandies. After all, most of the inner sects are princesses from the big family of the Dagan Empire, and they directly enter the inner sect.

On the contrary, the kind of grassroots monks who walked in step by step from the outer door accounted for only a small part.

Cultivating immortals, sometimes they are actually fighting for family background and resources.

But Su Han didn't care about these things, and asked me to copy the exercises for his dude disciple? What a mess!

...

"I am the elder in charge now, and I declare that this rule will be revised from me!"

"Want it or not, copy it yourself if you want it!"

Su Han's voice was much louder, which attracted the attention of other disciples in the hall, and they all surrounded him.

Seeing the disciples crowding over, the young man in brocade robe became a little annoyed for a while, and shouted angrily, "I don't want it anymore!"

"You wait, I'll sue you!"

As he said that, the young man in brocade robe strode forward, ready to go out.

Seeing this, Su Han waved his hand, and a domineering spirit forcefully pulled the young man back to the chair.

Su Han waved his hand again, and a table, paper, brush, and ink appeared in front of him.

Under the strong coercion, the young man in brocade was unable to move. After all, he was just a little boy in the Pulse Condensation Realm, and he could only manipulate him as he wished in front of Su Han.

"let me go!"

"Quickly let me go!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"My father is the Daqian Empire, the contemporary General Chang Sheng, General Xiao is my father!"

Xiao Renlong is also used to being a dandy, and when encountering troubles, he directly brought out his father. Because of this identity, few people in the inner sect dare to provoke Xiao Renlong.

Su Han, on the other hand, said casually while tidying up his counter: "Quickly copy."

"I don't care who your father is, General Chang Sheng."

"Even if he comes, so what, I am your elder, teaching you how to practice, he will not say anything, and even thank me for my good discipline."

After finishing speaking, Su Han added another sentence: "Practice exercises need to be understood word by word. Copying it carefully will have great benefits."

"What do you know, kid?"

Under so many fiery gazes from his fellow disciples, how could he listen to Su Han's words, he struggled crazily, saying, "Kill you!", "My father will kill you" and so on. .

I don't know how long I yelled, my voice became hoarse, but Su Han was still lying down and flipping through the book leisurely, ignoring him.

Maybe he was tired of shouting, or maybe he felt that he had encountered a really hard problem, he looked down at the brush and ink in front of him, and began to struggle.

Because of Xiao Renlong's fuss, those disciples who were going to borrow the exercises were also looking at the situation.

If Xiao Renlong couldn't move the new elder, then what was waiting for them would be the sad ending of honestly copying the exercises by himself. After all, they don't have a general's father!

 …

After all, a dude has some backbone, especially now that there are so many people, he has no backbone, but he must have one.

Otherwise, if I succumbed today, when I walk on the road in the future, others will politely call me "Senior Brother Xiao"? ?

Soon, there were more and more people in the Sutra Pavilion.

They all looked at Xiao Renlong to see what kind of result it would be.

In this way, it lasted until dusk, Xiao Renlong held his arms in front of his chest, with an expression of preferring death to surrender.

Those disciples who came to borrow the exercises, saw that this matter could not be resolved today, so they left one after another, and came back to see the situation tomorrow.

.....

Su Han stood up from the counter, stretched his waist, and yawned.

"How time flies."

"Before I knew it, it was time to clock in and leave work again."

Su Han packed up the things on the counter and was about to leave. Xiao Renlong, who was still imprisoned on the stool, passed by and walked towards the door.

See Su Han and leave regardless of himself.

Xiao Renlong was a little anxious, he really didn't expect this new elder to have such a tough personality!

It seems that I have become the target of him to make an example of others!

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

"Hello!"

Seeing that Su Han was about to lock the gate, Xiao Renlong finally got a little scared.

You know, the Sutra Pavilion at night is completely different from the Sutra Pavilion during the day, and the Sutra Pavilion at night is very scary...

It is said that the Sutra Pavilion is "haunted" at night

Of course, how can a cultivator be afraid of such things as "ghosts".

But when the "haunted" ghost is outrageous and spooky, that's a different story...

"Elder Su!"

"Don't, don't, don't lock the door!"

"I copy!"

After hearing that Xiao Renlong gave in, Su Han stopped locking the door and said, "Then copy."

After finishing speaking, he returned to his own counter, and after seeing Su Han came back, Xiao Renlong's heart was finally relieved.

"Copy it."

Su Han took out the rattan chair that had accompanied him for a hundred years, leaned on it, and prepared to fall asleep.

Seeing this, Xiao Renlong asked: "Elder Su, can I copy it again tomorrow?"

"No, when to copy it, when to leave."

"If you're serious, you can finish copying it in one night."

Su Han didn't have time to care about him, he said casually, he did this to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys, otherwise he would spend every day copying exercises in the Sutra Pavilion, wouldn't he be the next insane Mo Yan?

.....

Seeing the night at the outer door is approaching.

Xiao Renlong was a little anxious, and quickly asked: "Elder Su, you...don't you go back to your own cave?"

"Well, I'll follow you back to your cave to copy, how about it?"

...

"This is my cave."

When Su Han was in the Sutra Pavilion at the Outer Gate, he usually slept in the Sutra Pavilion at night. When he woke up, he went straight to work without having to commute. Wouldn’t it be great?

ah?

Xiao Renlong was a little confused.

Think of the Sutra Pavilion as your own cave?

Does this new elder really not know that this place is haunted?

Elder Mo Yan always left before dark.

"Elder Su, don't you know...is this place haunted at night?"

Xiao Renlong swallowed his saliva while talking, and looked around the bookshelves, for fear of seeing something.

"Haunted?"

"I can't tell, you kid looks handsome on the surface, but you are actually so timid and submissive."

...

"Elder Su, I'm serious!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, copy it quickly!"

...

Xiao Renlong had no choice but to pick up the brush and start copying. He knew that Su Han couldn't be beaten, so he just hoped to finish copying and leave early.

Unknowingly, the setting sun sneaked into the ground quietly, and the night shrouded around the iron tower, looking quiet and strange.

At this time, Su Han was not asleep, but was meditating to fall asleep.

Suddenly, he felt something and opened his eyes suddenly.

Because he found that there was a powerful and hidden aura in the Sutra Pavilion, looking at him.

From the looks of it, this should be the "ghost" that Xiao Renlong said.

But Su Han knew that this was not a ghost, but a person, a very powerful person, who was looking at himself at this moment in the Sutra Pavilion.

Although the aura was very subtle, Su Han could tell that the aura was terrifyingly strong!

But fortunately, this aura was just observing him, as if there was no malice.