I signed in to the Sunflower Collection at the beginning, and I threw it away

"I really want to avenge my brothers, but it's a pity that we are not strong enough."

"We are lucky to have escaped."

The remaining thieves were cursing.

At this moment, an old man walked up to them with a cane, and said with a cold smile, "Want to take revenge on Jade Cauldron Pavilion? All right, I have a plan."

Chapter 43

Soon another half month passed.

this day.

"Hahahahaha..."

"I finally reached the Golden Core Realm!"

"It's such a wonderful feeling!"

"The difference between the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Golden Core Realm is simply two worlds!"

The laughter of a group of teenagers woke Xu Ling up from his nap.

It turned out that Jiang Wende and others had left the customs.

A total of 16 people retreated.

Among them, 12 people broke through the golden core realm.

The remaining four people, although they haven't broken through yet, are only half a step away from the Golden Core Realm.

Everyone's expression is very excited.

"My Jade Cauldron Pavilion is expected to rise, hope to rise!"

"God bless the Jade Cauldron Pavilion!"

"The disciples of this generation are simply dragons and phoenixes among men!"

Elder Lin and the others even laughed out loud, incomparably carefree.

Xu Ling rubbed his ears, feeling a little irritated. It turned out that Mr. Lu Xun's famous saying was not wrong. Human beings' sorrows and joys are not connected. He just felt that these people made him take a nap.

He rolled over and went back to sleep.

the other side.

"what?"

An elder suddenly realized something was wrong, and exclaimed, "Why are there no words on this note?"

Everyone was startled.

When I saw it, sure enough, the note was blank, as if I had never written anything.

"How is this going?"

"Why did it suddenly disappear?"

"Could it be that I took the notes, or was it transferred?"

"Impossible, there are no outsiders here."

Everyone was stunned.

They took notes and watched them over and over again.

At the same time, check the retreat location to see if there are any omissions.

In order to prove their innocence, Jiang Wende and others even took the initiative to ask the elders to check their clothes.

Elder Lin pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "Actually, I still have a preliminary plan. However, the safest way is to ask Xu Ling first. After all, he is the owner of this notebook. Maybe he knows the reason."

So, a group of people rushed to Xu Ling's small courtyard.

Bang bang bang!

Elder Lin quickly knocked on the door.

"Damn it, do you still let people sleep?"

Xu Ling came out yawning, rubbed his eyes, and asked a little strangely: "There are so many people, what's the situation, such a big battle?"

Elder Lin spread out the note, handed it to Xu Ling, and said with a dry smile, "Xiao Xu, why are the contents of this note gone?"

"Huh?" Xu Ling was stunned.

"Look if you don't believe me." Elder Lin said with a wry smile.

Xu Ling took it over and read it several times before revealing a look of sudden realization, "Oops! I actually wrote it with a time-limited pen!"

"Time limit pen?"

Everyone showed a dazed look.

"It's the kind of pen that will fade with the passage of time, and finally all the words will disappear. Haven't you seen it?" Xu Ling took out a pen with some embarrassment, and scratched a few times on the paper. Sure enough, after a while , the handwriting disappears.

Elder Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiao Xu, don't fool us. This note has been with us for more than a month, and it hasn't faded for so long. It's completely different from the time-limited pen you demonstrated."

"Time-limited pens also have grades. Some time-limited pens disappear in a few minutes, some last for several days, and some last for several months or even a year." Xu Ling sighed.

These words made everyone stare blankly.

"Then, can you write a new copy?" Elder Lin asked tentatively.

Xu Ling looked embarrassed, "Oh, well, I need inspiration..."

"What inspiration do you need? You have already written it out, so you just need to rewrite it from memory?" Elder Lin pouted.

Xu Ling showed a speechless expression, "You said that, I know that you have never engaged in creative work, such as writing novels, writing scripts, composing songs..."

"What do you mean?" Elder Lin was a little confused.

"Because it's not a matter of inspiration at all!" Xu Ling stretched out a finger, and said very seriously: "For example, a novelist may be able to write a complete plot in a day when his inspiration is overwhelming. But if this text is not saved Well, the manuscript was lost, and I wanted to rewrite an exact copy, which may seem simple to outsiders, but to insiders, it is definitely torture, and it is simply impossible.”

"How could it be as mysterious as what you said?" Elder Lin said suspiciously.

Xu Ling sighed softly, "That's why I said, you have never engaged in such a job, and you don't understand the pain in the creator's heart at all."