Su Mu glanced around the school in confusion. Before he could see the whole situation clearly, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him and grabbing his shoulder.
"Why are you still standing here? Go in and write the Alchemy Sutra silently!"
Su Mu's face was filled with displeasure. He hated being forcibly grabbed on the shoulders, and even wrote the Alchemy Sutra silently. He was here to be a teacher, not a student.
Before he could get angry, he was pushed in by the person in front of him. An alchemist who was writing silently saw this and hurriedly stopped him.
"Sit down and write silently. Master Hongke is in a very bad mood today. Don't make him angry."
Master Hongke? Su Mu was stunned and turned to look at the old man who had just pushed him in. He was wearing an alchemy robe with six flames embroidered on his left chest, which meant that the old man was a sixth-grade alchemist!
Seeing Master Hongke, Su Mu's eyes flickered, he sat in front of the desk and asked the person who just spoke.
"Why write down the Alchemy Sutra silently?"
"The only copy of the Alchemy Sutra in the Alchemy Tower was lost. Master Hongke has always been in love with the Alchemy Sutra and was anxious for us to write it out silently. However, we couldn't even read it several times. In addition, the Alchemy Sutra is difficult to understand.
, who remembers it?" The man said with a sad face. Practitioners have good memories, but it also depends on what they are memorizing. Who can remember the ancient alchemy scriptures like the Danxuan Jing clearly?
Not to mention such a precious ancient unique copy of the Danxuan Sutra, it is difficult for them to even borrow it. In the past, only Master Hongke could read it often, and they could remember a few words.
Now they are being tortured by Master Hongke, and they hate the person who lost the Alchemy Sutra. They also hate why they only kept an orphan copy before and didn't make a few more rubbings.
There is naturally a reason why the Chinese only keep the original copy, but more importantly, it is because they are afraid of spreading it.
"Hurry up and write. If you can write a little, it's better. Otherwise, if you annoy Master Hongke, there will be no benefit and you will suffer a lot." After that, the man continued to scratch his head and head.
So that's the case. Su Mu nodded. If that's the case, then he will write down the Danxuan Sutra so that he can ask Master Hongke for Qianhu Grass.
"Shashasha..."
"Um?"
The man scratched his head and ears for a while, then heard the sound of continuous writing on the side. He turned around and saw Su Mu writing furiously without even pausing!
This man's eyes widened in shock, writing so fast? Did he memorize the Danxuan Sutra before? But that thing is an ancient heavenly book, who can memorize it? Even Master Hongke doesn't remember much.
"Who is he? How can he write so fast?"
"It's fake, has he memorized the Alchemy Sutra completely?"
"Impossible, I guess it was written randomly. I will definitely be punished later!"
Su Mu's smooth writing attracted the attention of many people, but after looking at him for a while, they all shook their heads. Do you think you can get away with just writing casually? The consequences will only be more serious!
"What are you talking about there? Why don't you write it down quickly!" Master Hongke scolded those people with a stern face, and you still dared to whisper here!
Those people were so frightened that they continued to scratch their heads and scratch their heads.
After not waiting long, Master Hongke couldn't wait any longer and wandered among the books to check their dictation results.
"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's all wrong. Are you thinking of shit!"
"What are you writing blindly? This is the Alchemy Sutra? You bastard!"
"You've been writing for a long time, are you drawing talismans?"
"Snapped!"
After checking the silent writing results, Master Hongke was so angry that he was shaking all over. The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he even hit someone!
Those alchemists are complaining so much that you can't even remember how much, but you blame them.
Seeing Master Hongke walking towards Su Mu, the alchemist couldn't help but smile with schadenfreude even though he was being scolded and beaten. He was making up nonsense, and the end would definitely be worse than them!
"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's all wrong!"
"You dare to fool me?"
Master Hong Ke was extremely disappointed and furious. When he walked up to Su Mu, he didn't even take a closer look and just cursed. He thought he could get away with it by writing so much? Do you think he is an old fool?
"Wrong? Where's the mistake?" Su Mu's face turned cold. The Danxuan Sutra is completely in Huo Zun's memory. Even if your original copy is wrong, he can't be wrong!
"Open your eyes and tell me what's wrong!" He had been busy for a long time, but he didn't come here to be scolded.
Hearing Su Mu's scolding, the alchemists secretly took a deep breath. They dared to talk to Master Hongke like this. They were really audacious!
"This boy is finished."
"Not even the Great Elder dares to talk to Master Hongke like this. He is at best a second-grade alchemist, so he is dead."
But unexpectedly, Master Hongke didn't have an attack immediately. Instead, seeing how confident Su Mu was, he looked at him in surprise and then picked up the paper he had written on and looked at it carefully.
You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t look at it, but you would be shocked when you look at it. Master Hongke’s expression was shocked. He continued to look at it in disbelief, with surprise and joy gradually appearing on his face.
"Yes, absolutely right!"
"Haha... I finally got it back!"
After being anxious all day, he finally found it. Master Hongke burst out laughing excitedly. This was related to whether he could become a seventh-level alchemist. Recovering the Alchemy Sutra was more joyful than anything else!
"All right?"
"Holy crap, did he really write it down?"
"No, he, is he qualified to borrow the Alchemy Sutra?"
When the alchemists saw Master Hongke being so happy, they all looked at Su Mu in disbelief. Let alone memorizing the Alchemy Sutra, how could he write it down silently at such a young age when he was not even qualified to borrow it?
"Is this guy another grandson of the patriarch?"
"Can you shut up?" Su Mu scolded Master Hongke impatiently, please don't disturb his thoughts, okay?
The corners of those alchemists' eyes couldn't help but twitch, and they dared to reprimand Master Hongke. They were so courageous that even if they refused, they would not accept it.
Master Hong Ke was not annoyed at all. Who would dare to scold him on weekdays, but as long as the Danxuan Sutra could be retrieved, it was more important than anything else. Not only did he shut up, he also looked at Su Mu with a friendly face.
"Shashasha..."
Two quarters of an hour later, Master Hongke held a thick stack of paper and kept looking at it, his eyes were bright, and his excitement could not stop rising again.
"All recovered!"
Ten volumes in total, all recovered!
The alchemists were relieved when they saw this, secretly wiped their sweat, looked at Su Mu gratefully, and retrieved the Alchemy Sutra. They all escaped.
"Huh? Why is he still writing?"
"Little brother, I have already finished writing, there is no need to write anymore."
The alchemist on the side raised his hand and patted Su Mu on the shoulder. Once he had finished writing, there was no need to write a second copy.
"Snapped."
His hand was stopped halfway, and when he looked up, he saw Master Hongke. This made him puzzled. What was the point of writing two copies? Wouldn't it be enough to make more copies and just make rubbings or have people copy them? Let them go quickly.
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"He is writing the Alchemy Sutra, Volume 11."
"Ten or eleven volumes?"
Those alchemists were frightened on the spot when they heard this. They looked at Master Hongke in bewilderment. Didn't the Alchemy Sutra only have ten volumes? Why are there eleven volumes?
"The Danxuan Sutra is an ancient Dansutra. It was originally eighteen volumes, but when it was handed down, the last eight volumes were lost." Master Hongke explained. Seeing Su Mu's breathing become rapid, he felt extremely excited.
Among!
Hearing this, the alchemists kept exclaiming. The first ten volumes of the Chinese Alchemy Mysterious Scripture were already regarded as sacred objects, but they actually knew about the eleventh volume. What is the origin of this kid?
"Still writing?"
"Is he writing volume 12?"
Seeing that Su Mu was still writing after half a quarter of an hour, the alchemists exclaimed in disbelief. Master Hongke was even more shocked because Su Mu was really writing the twelfth volume of the Alchemy Sutra!
"Huh..." After finishing the twelfth volume, Su Mu took a long breath and put down the pen. Twelve volumes should be enough.
Seeing that Su Mu had finished writing, Master Hongke reached out his hand excitedly and couldn't wait to take it over to read, but Su Mu raised his hand and took away the eleventh and twelfth volumes.
"Master Hongke, how many volumes are there in your Alchemy Sutra?" Su Mu took the paper in his hand and asked calmly.
"Ten volumes." Master Hongke replied blankly, why do you ask this?
Su Mu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "The last two volumes are not so easy to get."
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Don't ask about the process and results, the author can only say, shame and pain, woo woo woo...