final reincarnation

Su Xianwen was imprisoned for half a year, copying books, copying books, and copying books in the Sutra Pavilion every day, and even his sword was confiscated.

The spirit beast that was eaten could not be revived. Qingyang Mountain expressed its willingness to pay Zhijie a new one, but Zhijie politely declined, just took a deep look at Su Xianwen and left. It's not like being willing to be kind.

That's right, he was willing to fight for the spirit beast, so how could he just let Su Xianwen go.

Su Xianwen knew he was wrong, and he was in a complicated mood.

He didn't really want to eat this fox. He was in a bad mood after being bitten by a little fox for no reason, so he simply brought the little fox back to prepare for treatment. Who would have thought that his master would bite so fast...

Moreover, the little fox has no sign of recognizing the master, otherwise Su Xianwen would not have caught it. After all, with Su Xianwen's strength, he can't afford to offend too many people. It doesn't matter if he is in the sect, but he dare not arouse hatred for himself when he walks outside .

Alas... Su Xianwen let out a long sigh, it was too late to say anything now.

He now feels that copying books is quite good, at least his personal safety is guaranteed, and he will not go down the mountain if there is nothing to do in the future, so as not to accidentally be stabbed to death by Zhijie's sword.

Su Xianwen's eyes were swollen and sore from copying, and he thought he was using too much force, but after careful study, he found that the light was too dim, so he called the disciples guarding the Sutra Pavilion to come over and asked for a lamp for himself.

The disciple came over slowly, and after asking the reason, he refused without even thinking about it, and said with a hint of arrogance that could not be concealed: "We all came here according to this configuration, there is no reason to open a back door for Master Su alone, Besides, there is no Ye Mingzhu in Elder Xuanjian's cave, so what Uncle Su has lived in the past is also living now."

Su Xianwen looked at the lonely oil lamp beside him: "..."

He never thought that one day he would be treated coldly by the yin and yang of the young disciples in the door.

There is no need to ask, someone is definitely taking the opportunity to punish him. Su Xianwen made a lot of enemies in the early years, even if he is a man with his tail between his legs in recent years, it will not help.

He had offended too many people, and couldn't think of a clue for a while, so he simply gave up finding out who was behind the scenes, dipped in the ink and continued copying books.

Su Xianwen's writing was very steady, without any intention of coping, and he wrote every word very seriously, without the slightest hint of his extremely unreliable nature.

Not long after, the voices of the young disciples came from afar, and the core of the topic was Su Xianwen, who said that Su Xianwen was unruly in nature, and there were countless cases of misbehavior. It was because of the scarcity of Ding that I gave up.

Others said that Su Xianwen didn't think about making progress, and only cared about enjoying himself in time. Over the years, his skills were mediocre, and he didn't see any improvement. Even if he had a bit of Qingyang Mountain's strength, his existence would simply ruin Qingyang Mountain's accumulated reputation over the years.

While they were talking, they forgot that the Lord was still listening, and the topic extended to Su Xianwen's master, saying that Elder Xuanjian was timid and afraid of getting into trouble. It is because he is the master's junior that he has such preferential treatment...

Su Xianwen put down his pen and let it go for talking about him. Since he was talking about his master, he couldn't pretend to be deaf no matter what.

He tore a page of paper and folded a rough paper bird. He tossed the bird into the air and flew straight towards the little disciples at a fairly fast speed.

The paper bird flew behind a disciple and pecked at his neck vigorously. The disciple yelled out in pain, and when he reached out his hand to touch it, he found a hole in his neck, and blood flowed out.He felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Others also discovered the existence of the paper bird, and all rushed to catch it, but the paper bird was very dexterous, avoiding the crowd's siege very cleverly, and pecked a few more holes to come out.

Su Xianwen looked at them with his chin resting on his cheeks. These disciples started late, and they didn't know that Su Xianwen was the biggest scourge of the sect when he was a child. Every day he made a fuss, causing disciples of the same generation to stay away from him.

Later, other people's cultivation base gradually improved, but Su Xianwen was still like this. He clearly realized that if he messed up again, he might be dragged to the back mountain and beaten to death, so he gave up, and stayed in the cave mansion with a low eyebrow and a pleasing personality. .

It's just that although people are forced to settle down a little due to reality, their inner nature is still as bad as ever.

He has something on his mind recently, and he is too lazy to devote his mind to dealing with these disciples, so he hastily warned, if the other party winks, he probably won't bother him again in the future.

When the paper bird was almost noisy, Su Xianwen took it back with a wave of his hand. At this time, several young disciples were already covered in blood from being pecked, their faces were ugly, and they were hesitating between getting angry or not.

Su Xianwen didn't look at them too much, picked up the pen and continued to copy the book, but it was difficult to calm down, all the figures of Zhijie appeared in his mind... How could there be such a person, Su Xianwen was not dissatisfied from head to toe, but it was a pity for himself The spirit beast that killed him accidentally made a vendetta.

Nie Yuan Nie Yuan.

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After being rectified by Su Xianwen, the young disciples of Cangshu Pavilion no longer dared to do anything blatantly, but it still happened frequently that some supplies were withheld to add to Su Xianwen's problems, and Su Xianwen didn't care about it.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and Su Xianwen, who was "hardworking and studious", copied a roomful of books and piled them up like a show, which looked very spectacular at first glance.

When Elder Xue came to lead the people, he couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect Su Xianwen to copy the books obediently for half a year.

Elder Xue flipped through it roughly, and found that Su Xianwen's handwriting was surprisingly good-looking, so he casually praised it.

Su Xianwen lazily leaned against the wall, "I used to have a lot of free time. I was so bored that I had to practice calligraphy. It became like this before I knew it. I didn't expect to be able to get into the eyes of Elder Xue. This disciple is really flattered and not terrified."

Elder Xue wished he could swallow back what he had just said, and taught Su Xianwen with a stern face: "Can't you practice swords when you have nothing to do? Look at the disciples in the same period, only your cultivation base has not improved."

"Elder Xue taught you the right thing." Su Xianwen bowed his head and admitted his mistake without any hesitation, but unfortunately he couldn't see the slightest sign of repentance.

Elder Xue was so angry that his heart ached, he threw Su Xianwen's saber to him, and signaled for him to get out.

Su Xianwen took the sword, thanked Elder Xue, turned around and left in a swaggering manner, the punishment for the past six months was really useless.

Before leaving the door, Su Xianwen found a few familiar young disciples, who deliberately walked towards them with the intention of teasing others, and then pushed the hilt of his sword, revealing the edge of the sword, full of threats.

The little disciples were so frightened that they trembled, regretting endlessly in their hearts, why did they provoke Su Xianwen, such a vengeful and unlucky thing.

Su Xianwen admired their expressions, laughed and walked out of Zangshu Pavilion with a wave of his hand.

Back in the cave, Zhang Si went somewhere chic, Xuan Jian was in seclusion, and Su Xianwen didn't bother him knowingly.

He found a large stone slab and sat down. After copying for half a year, he suddenly stopped and felt a little empty.

Sure enough, human nature is cheap... Su Xianwen shook his head, not going to continue to study his own inferiority deeply.

"What to do..."

Su Xianwen was a living creature sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, letting the mountain wind blow his clothes wantonly.

From a distance, Su Xianwen is just a small dot, but he feels that he does not blend in with the surroundings. Even if he has been meditating here for hundreds of years and has been weathered into stone, this sense of abruptness cannot be eliminated.

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When he heard that he was going to be sent out to do a mission, Su Xianwen refused, and there was someone outside who remembered his grudge, so going out was simply looking for death.

It's a pity that his protest was ineffective. It is said that this task was ordered by Elder Xue himself. The more Elder Xue thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. Why did Su Xianwen come out of his own sect?He couldn't let Su Xianwen go on with his life anymore, so he chose a task to drop on Su Xianwen's head, let him go out to practice and practice, maybe after some stimulation, Su Xianwen would be able to change his ways and focus on improving.

Su Lanniba Xianwen just wanted to lie paralyzed on the ground, but Elder Xue insisted on helping him up the wall.But the so-called high-ranking officials crushed people to death, he couldn't screw Elder Xue, so he had to accept orders.

The content of this task is quite simple, it is a village within the influence range of Qingyang Mountain is haunted, this level of task is for junior disciples to practice their hands.

The leader of the team was a disciple of the same generation as Su Xianwen, named Wang Yu, who had to be called Su Xianwen's senior brother, but his cultivation was far superior to Su Xianwen's.

Wang Yu didn't control his expression well at first, seeing Su Xianwen's complex expression on his face, but he quickly recovered, clasped his fists and called "Senior Brother".

Su Xianwen nodded his head, his brother's posture was full.

Wang Yu: "..."

Except for the two of them, they were all young disciples of the later generation, and they called Su Xianwen "Master Uncle" one after another.

This mission was obviously for Wang Yu to take this group of young disciples out to practice. Su Xianwen, who came in later, was naturally not here to help. He, like the young disciples, needed to be led by Wang Yu to see them.

It is extremely embarrassing to think that Su Xianwen has been treated like the disciples of the younger generation for many years, and now he is treated the same as the disciples of the younger generation. The younger disciples also look at Su Xianwen with pity.

Su Xianwen scanned around, knowing but didn't show it, and followed Wang Yu out of Qingyang Mountain very cooperatively.

After walking for a while, he said hypocritically to Wang Yu, "Junior Brother Wang will take care of me on this journey, please take good care of me."

Wang Yu was silent for a while before saying: "Brother, don't worry."

Their destination was not far away, and the flight of Yujian was only a day's distance away. In the evening, a group of them arrived at the village.

The village has been frightened by ghosts recently. It's not dark yet, but the doors and windows of every house have been closed, and there is not even a living person wandering outside.

Wang Yu didn't intend to disturb the villagers, so he just asked his young disciples to wait outside the village.

The tasks of the young disciples were easy to assign. When it was Su Xianwen's turn, Wang Yu had a problem. Anyway, the other party was also called a senior brother, and it was not easy for him to give Su Xianwen advice.

Naturally, Su Xianwen couldn't ask for more. He sincerely expressed to Wang Yu that he would not hold them back, then found a flat place to sit down, and prepared to wait for the stars to come out to watch the stars.