Just when he was at a loss what to do, Liu Ling trotted up and handed him a small notebook.

It is filled with dense words.

That's right, the six spirits are still sensible.

Otherwise, leaders must have a secretary. How can anyone give a speech and write his own speech?

"Ahem..."

Su Fan picked up his leadership style, opened the book with some saliva on his fingers, and read from it without thinking:

"...The weather is really nice today, but it's a pity that I didn't see him again. What's the matter, I can't bear the loneliness for three thousand years, but I can't bear to miss him..."

Fuck, what's going on?

Su Fan looked back at Liu Ling with a confused look on his face, and a red cloud appeared on his face that had been as cold as ice for thousands of years.

The monks below suddenly exploded, like a pot of boiling porridge.

"Who is it? Who can't help but miss me?"

"Does Senior Su have a sweetheart? Which family's girl is so lucky?"

"Senior Su, are you going to declare your love publicly? It's so romantic!"

"..."

Many female monks secretly feel sad because they didn't expect that their male god actually has a crush on him. I'm afraid they won't have a chance.

"quiet!"

Zhang Shanfeng shouted at everyone, then ran to Su Fan and whispered:

"Uncle Master, is the topic of your speech a bit too personal in such a public occasion?"

"Fuck, I also want to know what's going on!"

At this time, Liu Ling suddenly ran onto the stage in a panic, snatched the notebook from Su Fan's hand, and handed him another one.

Su Fan was shocked, that couldn't be her... diary!

If this is true, who is the "him" inside?

Su Fan couldn't help but feel curious.

But the ceremony was still going on as usual, and he couldn't stand in a daze for too long, so he opened a new manuscript and read:

"Ahem...well...the sun is shining brightly tonight, the clouds will turn sunny tonight, and we gather together with great excitement..."

After half a stick of incense, Su Fan finally finished reading, without any emotion in the whole process.

Anyway, I just need to do some errands, so I can just read and be done...

Just as he was about to step down, a disciple suddenly spoke:

"Uncle Master, your realm is too profound. I didn't understand what you just said..."

Su Fan's head is full of black lines. Don't say it if you don't understand it. Haven't you ever heard a sentence called: 'Although I don't understand it, it seems to make sense'?

Can such an honest person really survive in this world?

Of course such an honest person cannot survive in this world, so this disciple is not honest.

He continued: "Uncle, although I don't understand, it would be great if you could demonstrate it yourself."

Su Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, "This good guy is waiting for me here."

"What do you want me to demonstrate?"

"Anything is fine. It would be better if it is a unique skill or something."

"Yes, yes, uncle, why are you so powerful? Do you have any secrets?"

"Uncle, why can you live so long?"

A female disciple asked: "Uncle, your skin is so good, do you have any secrets of health care?"

"..."

The disciples began to ask questions in various directions, and Su Fan's head almost exploded.

"Uncle Master, I heard that you have practiced traditional ancient martial arts in the mortal world and are strong and immortal?"

Traditional ancient martial arts?

Su Fan suddenly had an idea flash in his mind...

Got it!

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment."

Su Fan raised his voice and said, "I'm really happy to see how eager to learn everyone is. Okay, then I'll give you my amazing health-preserving skills."

The whole square suddenly

It was completely silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"A set of mortal exercises, I call it - eye exercises for primary school students!"

The square suddenly became excited again...

"Wow, this name is so amazing,"

"Who is this 'elementary schoolboy'? He sounds so powerful!"

"Don't think about it, he must be an ascended immortal."

"Well, you haven't heard everything. The primary school student is a great god who ascended ten thousand years ago. He is a great figure in the same era as Li Haotian. I was lucky enough to view the portrait he left. I didn't expect to hear his skills here.

Uncle Master is truly a heavenly being."

"..."

Is this okay for me? These people are too easy to fool, right?

"And if you listen to the name of this exercise - eye exercises, people call it "Jue" or "Gong", but this one is actually called "Cao". It's a completely different level of exercise. Is that right?"

"Yes, yes, it sounds super domineering. I wonder what will happen after practicing. Can it be immortal?"

"Do not talk!"

Su Fan suddenly shouted sharply: "Come and learn from me."

After saying that, Su Fan put his hands on his eyebrows:

"You will definitely benefit from practicing this set of secrets. It will be much better than what you practiced before. Learn it first, and then practice it twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening."

A group of disciples quickly began to imitate his example.

"Uncle Master, is there any formula for practicing this?"

"Yes, for the revolution and to protect eyesight, eye exercises will begin now. In the first section, squeeze the Tianying point, one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."

"Ah, it's that simple?" A disciple asked doubtfully.

"What do you know!"

The disciples next to him immediately retorted: "This is the true simplicity of the Tao. It is sophisticated but not sophisticated. Which high-level Kung Fu do you think requires cumbersome formulas?"

"That seems to be the truth."

"Nonsense, don't question uncle, practice hard and study hard."

"..."

For a time, tens of thousands of people in the square were doing eye exercises together. The scene was truly wonderful.

Su Fan felt like the grade director of the primary school group at this moment.

He had a pair of sharp eyes hidden under his thick glasses, with a fierce expression as if everyone in the world owed him millions, and he would pick out anyone who didn't do well and scold him.

He said to Zhang Shanfeng:

"Senior nephew Zhang, come and help me supervise who of them has not closed their eyes. I have something to do."

"Okay, okay, Uncle Master, you are busy, you are busy." Zhang Shanfeng responded repeatedly.

In fact, he was very reluctant because he also wanted to do exercises...

Su Fan secretly ran down the stands and came to Liu Ling who was doing eye exercises.

"Six spirits..."

"What are you doing? I'm doing eye exercises."

"Stop it, it was me, I lied to them."

"ah?"

Liu Ling opened his eyes and saw Su Fan coming, and he suddenly became nervous.

"Why are you lying to them? You can't live forever by practicing this? Then why are you teaching this?"

"It's not completely deceptive. Although it won't make you immortal, it is good for protecting your eyesight."
To be continued...