Guard the scripture pavilion for a hundred years, invest in the son of the plane!

He doesn’t want to copy it himself, wait for others to copy it, absorb it directly into his mind, and it’s all over in an instant.

Such a big copy, when did this have to be copied?

“Is this your job?”

“All generations of elders have been like this, why should you be special?”

The young man in the brocade robe is not afraid of Su Han at all, his face is beautiful, he is wearing a gorgeous consistency brocade robe, and the jade pendant hanging from his waist is all carved from top-grade spirit stone, which shows that his background family lineage is not simple.

Maybe this is also the reason why Mo Yan does not dare to offend these second generation of immortals, after all, this inner gate, most of the inside is the princess of the world from the big family of the Great Qian Empire, and directly enter the inner gate.

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 and cultivating immortals is sometimes actually fighting for family lineage and resources.

But Su Han didn’t care about these things, and called me to copy the exercises for my own disciples? Make a fuss!

…

“I am now a steward elder, and I announce that this rule will be revised from here!”

“If you want it or not, copy it yourself!”

Su Han’s voice was much louder, attracting the attention of the other disciples in the hall, and they all gathered around.

Seeing the disciples watching, the young man in the brocade robe was a little annoyed for a while, and roared angrily: “Laozi doesn’t want it!” ”

“You wait, I’ll sue you!”

Saying that, the brocade robe youth strode into meteors and prepared to go out.

Seeing this, Su Han waved his hand, and a domineering aura forcibly pulled the brocade robe youth back to the chair.

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

Under the powerful coercion, the brocade robe youth could not move, after all, he was just a small hairy head in the Condensation Pulse Realm, and he could only hold it arbitrarily in front of Su Han.

“Let go of me!”

“Quickly let go of Lao Tzu!”

“Do you know who Lao Tzu is?”

“My father is the Great Qian Empire, a contemporary Changsheng general, and General Xiao is my father!”

Xiao Renlong is also used to it, and when he encounters something, he directly moves out of his father, because of this identity, he Xiao Renlong is in the inner gate but few people dare to provoke

Su Han, on the other hand, said casually while cleaning up his counter: “Hurry up and copy it.” ”

“I call your father what Changsheng General is.”

“Even if he comes, whatever, I am your elder, teach you how to practice, he will not say anything, and even thank me for my good discipline.”

After speaking, Su Han added another sentence: “Practicing exercises requires a word by word to experience, and carefully copying it is of great benefit. ”

“What do you kid understand.”

Under the hot gazes of so many fellow students, where could he hear Su Han’s words, he struggled madly, and his mouth was full of words, “Kill you!” “My father will kill you” or something like that.

I don’t know how long I shouted, my voice was hoarse, Su Han was still lying leisurely flipping through the book, ignoring him.

Maybe he was tired of shouting, or maybe he felt that he had encountered real hard stubble, he looked down at the brush and ink in front of him and began to get tangled.

Because Xiao Renlong made such a fuss, those disciples who were ready to borrow the exercises were also looking at the situation.

If Xiao Renlong couldn’t move this new elder, then what awaited them was also the sad end of honestly copying the exercises, after all, they didn’t have a general’s father!

…….

The brother of Qiaoqiao, after all, has some backbone, especially now that there are many people, there is no backbone, and he must have a backbone.

Otherwise, if he gives in today, he will walk on the road every day, and others will politely call himself “Senior Brother Xiao”??

Soon, there were more and more people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

They all looked at Xiao Renlong and saw what kind of result it was.

In this way, it lasted until dusk, Xiao Renlong was holding his hands in front of his chest, with an unyielding expression on his face.

Those disciples who came to borrow the exercises, seeing that this matter could not be solved today, they all left, and they will come back tomorrow to see the situation.

…..

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

“Time flies so fast.”

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

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

Seeing Su Han, he left regardless of himself.

Xiao Renlong was a little anxious, he really couldn’t imagine that this new elder had such a strong personality!

He seems to have become the target of his killing monkeys!

“Hello?”

“Hello?”

“Hey!”

After seeing Su Han ready to lock the gate, Xiao Renlong was finally a little afraid.

You know, the scripture pavilion at night and the scripture pavilion during the day are not the same at all, and inside the scripture pavilion at night, it is very terrifying….

It is said that the Tibetan scripture pavilion is “haunted” at night

Of course, how could people who cultivate immortals be afraid of such a thing as “haunting”.

However, when the “haunted” ghost is outrageous and weird, it is different….

“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 speaking, he returned to his counter, and after seeing Su Han return, Xiao Renlong’s hanging heart was finally put down.

“Copy it.”

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

Seeing this, Xiao Renlong asked, “Elder Su, can I come back tomorrow to copy it?” ”

“No, when to copy it, when to leave.”

“If you are serious, you can copy it in one night.”

Su Han didn’t have time to take care of him, and said casually, he did this to kill chickens and monkeys, otherwise he would be hiding in the Tibetan scripture pavilion every day to copy exercises, then wouldn’t he become the next insane Mo Yan?

…..

Seeing that the night of the outer door is approaching.

Xiao Renlong was a little anxious, and quickly asked, “Elder Su, you: Aren’t you going back to your own cave house? ”

“Well, how about I follow me back to your cave mansion?”

…

“This is my cave house.”

When Su Han was in the outer gate of the Tibetan scripture pavilion, he usually lay down in the Tibetan scripture pavilion at night to sleep, and when he woke up, he went to work directly, and he didn’t have to commute, wouldn’t he be happy?

Yes?

Xiao Renlong was a little blinded.

Treat the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as your own cave house?

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

Elder Na Moyan left before dark.

“Elder Su, you don’t know… Is it haunted at night? ”

Xiao Renlong swallowed his saliva while saying and looked at the bookshelves around him, afraid to see something.

“Haunted?”

“Can’t see it, you kid looks beautiful on the surface, but in fact, he is so timid, only promised.”

…

“Elder Su, I’m serious!”

“Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and copy!”

…

Xiao Renlong had no choice, he could only pick up the brush and start copying hard, he knew that he couldn’t resist Su Han, and he only hoped to finish copying early and leave early.

Unconsciously, the residual sun quietly sneaked under the earth, and the night shrouded the tower, appearing quiet and strange.

At this time, Su Han did not sleep, but was meditating and falling asleep.

Suddenly, he felt something and suddenly opened his eyes.

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

It seems that this should be the “ghost” in Xiao Renlong’s mouth.

But Su Han knew that this was not some ghost, but a person, a very powerful person in this scripture pavilion, looking at himself at this moment.

Although the breath was very hidden, Su Han could tell that this breath was terrifyingly strong!

But fortunately, this breath is just observing itself, as if there is no malice.