The cultivation notes can't be turned into a successful labor point, forcing Su Zeyu to stay in his office to copy, there is only one role left, to hone his mind, and no longer cause trouble everywhere. Thinking of this, Elder Su told Su Zeyu:

"These things will be sent back to the Su family in Huaidu City in the future, and they will be left for the family to figure out. It's a blessing for you to see it in front of other people!"

"After that, you must come to me every afternoon and copy for two hours. The copied notes can be taken back to the dormitory, read, memorized, comprehended..."

How many hours can there be in an afternoon, Su Zeyu, who was silent, complained in his heart, nodded mechanically, put away the dozens of notes he had copied today, stacked them neatly, put them in his arms, and said goodbye to Elder Su and left.

Su Zeyu, who went to the restaurant for dinner, returned to the dormitory, and took out the stack of manuscripts and threw them on his bedside table without tears.

Then, he fell diagonally on his bed, hugged his swollen head and shouted, "Copy, copy, copy

Although Elder Su is the same as him, majoring in swordsmanship. However, the woman's swordsmanship, delicate and tricky, gorgeous and weird, and Su Zeyu's "Cold Swordsmanship" are completely two versions, and there is not much reference value.

At this time, a disciple came in, flipped through Su Zeyu's stack of manuscripts, and said, "Senior Brother Su, is this stack of manuscripts of yours Elder Su's cultivation notes?"

"Elder Su's cultivation notes are of little use to you. However, it is very valuable for female disciples who major in swordsmanship. For example, Shang Rui of Yibaotang..."

Su Zeyu, who heard Shang Rui's words, turned over and sat up as if he had been electrocuted, and muttered to himself: "Yes... How did I not think of ... Anyway, each page of my aunt's notes can sell for 600 credit points..."

Su Zeyu, who had copied for an afternoon, was really tired, and when he fell back into bed, he quickly fell asleep...

In the dream, he was personable, handed the stack of manuscripts to Shang Rui with both hands, and the other party gave him a sweet smile, and the two dimples made people drunk and couldn't extricate themselves...

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In the evening, Liu Hong, who had finished cultivating, took off the Qiankun bag, took out the jade pendant that had not appeared for a long time, and put the yuan stones harvested yesterday in front of it, and said: "Bao Ye! as long as you work hard, all the yuan stones harvested in the ring in the future will belong to you!"

"I'm not here... Your guts are getting fatter and fatter..."Bao Ye, who swallowed the Yuan Stone, hiccuped and listened to Liu Hong's account of what happened during this time.

"However, as long as Elder Lin's cultivation notes are serialized in the Yanhai Mansion Daily, the Fan family will be able to follow the vine and determine that you from the outer gate of the Martial Mansion are the Liu Hong they are looking for. Bao Ye then reminded Liu Hongdao.

1,000,000 credit points are equivalent to 5,000,000 taels of gold, so what's the point of collecting them after buying them?

Elder Lin's cultivation journal is a collection of his many years of cultivation experience and teaching experience, so that the residents of Yanhai City can have a reference and a basis when cultivating... Avoid a lot of detours.

"What should come will come after all! I can't just swallow and eat nothing, and don't pick up the gold everywhere!"

The inner gate of the Iwakai Martial Mansion is Liu Hong's ideal refuge, however, entering the inner gate will affect the challenge he is working on in the ring. So, he had to think of another way to deal with the sudden attack of the Fan family elders...

"Inspiration, when you go to look for it, it doesn't hear from you. When you don't think about it, it will quietly appear again..."Liu Hong, who didn't come up with a way, sat down and took out the thunder rod with the inscription.

The inscription on the hilt of the sword is even more difficult than the inscription on the tip of the gun, and Liu Hong needs to turn on the magic audio-visual system and magnify the entire hilt several times in order to ensure that in the process of inscription, he can see clearly where the tip of his needle is.

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In the morning, when Shang Rui came out of the courtyard, he stood on tiptoe and kept looking inside the base, and finally turned around in disappointment and asked Li Mi, who was closing the door, "Senior Sister Li, was I deceived by that Feng Jing?"

"Yesterday at noon, when I delivered food to Liu Hong, the wooden sword was on his table, why didn't he give it to me directly?"

Li Mi, who had brought the door, teased Shang Rui as she walked: "Bacheng is angry! You are pulling his window again, opening his curtains, and making the chickens and dogs jump in his house... If you can reach it, will you still lift his quilt?"

"I... How could I do such a thing?" Shang Rui shrugged two red clouds on his face, trotted two steps forward, and looked up to see Su Zeyu and a group of outer disciples.

The expression on Shang Rui's face made Su Zeyu think about it, and he couldn't wait to surpass the others, took out a bound booklet, pinched it in his hand and said:

"Senior Sister Shang, since I knew that your weapon was a sword, I went to my aunt, that is, Elder Su of your Yibao Hall, to look in the office and found a notebook related to sword cultivation. ”

"You can see if it's applicable, and I can transcribe the rest if necessary!"

Shang Rui took a few steps back, lined up with Li Mi, who had stopped, and said, "Elder Su's notes? Elder Su's notes may be exchanged for successful labor points, isn't it a pity to give them to me?"

"Isn't it just 600 credit points a page? I haven't taken this credit point to heart yet... The key is to give it to you, to be able to make it shine..."

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When Su Zeyu, who didn't care, kept touting Shang Rui, two neat lines came out of the base. Feng Jing, who led the team, saw this group of disciples and Shang Rui, and hurriedly asked everyone to stop and stand by, and turned around and ran back to the courtyard...

"Senior Sister Shang, Senior Brother Liu wants me to hand it over to you... He specially explained that it is not easy to make, so don't use it lightly!" Feng Jing, who reappeared, ran over with a wooden sword in his hand and said.

Shang Rui, who knew that the wooden sword had a mechanism, took the wooden sword with a smile and said: "It's really good! With this sword, I'm not afraid of any flies, bed bugs, etc.!"

Holding the booklet in his hand, Su Zeyu, who was stiff there, snorted in his nose, stepped forward and said: "It's just a wooden sword, what else is not easy to make? Just pull a person, and you can cut it successfully in an hour!"

"If Senior Sister Shang needs a sword, you can tell me, whether it is a powerful level or a giant level, you can choose!"

This wooden sword took Senior Brother Liu a day and two nights to complete, with a mechanism and an inscription... There is also Senior Brother Liu's ingenuity and hard work contained in it, is it a cold weapon that can be compared?

Feng Jing glanced at Su Zeyu coldly and said, "Can the powerful level, the magic weapon of the giant level be compared to this wooden sword of Senior Brother Liu? Not to mention its exquisiteness, let's just say that the 40,000 inscriptions on its body are worth more than 4 million taels of gold!"

"Who do you want to deceive? Let's not talk about whether Liu Hong will have inscriptions, who will be full and can't hold on, and inscribe tens of thousands of inscriptions on a wooden sword?"