Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 403: The phrase "Tang Xiao Zu" excites Tang Wutong.

Once this needle is inserted...

The evil fire was extinguished instantly.

The blush on Ma Xiaotao's body gradually faded.

The body began to recover.

The most amazing thing is that the originally restless evil fire, although not vented, became gentle and mild inside the body.

With her eyelashes trembling slightly, Ma Xiaotao slowly opened her eyes, which were somewhat blurry, but the aloofness in her eyes melted into a gentle smile—it turns out that even the fiercest fire in this world can be quietly soothed by the softest peach blossoms and the clearest silver needles.

And this set of silver needles, tainted by evil fire, now has a faint crimson tinge on the peach blossom silver pendants at the needle ends, like the mark of fire and peach blossoms, hidden in the years of the peach grove.

When she opened her eyes, Ma Xiaotao was covered in peach blossoms, and two figures appeared in her eyes.

A person standing nearby, seemingly observing the situation, was fairly good-looking, but had an unremarkable demeanor, like an ordinary passerby.

Behind the elegant young man was another peerless young man dressed in a moon-white robe. Although the young man's expression seemed somewhat incredulous, his appearance was otherworldly, and his every move exuded extraordinary grace. He was also the founder of Peach Blossom Spring.

Ma Xiaotao did not hesitate at all.

Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to this face and to the founder.

Wearing a peach blossom robe, Ma Xiaotao leaped in front of Su Jinli:
"Thank you so much, Immortal Master, for saving my life. I have no way to repay you. I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life!"

"Hey???"

Su Jinli was stunned.

His gaze fell on the elegant young man.

"No...it wasn't me..."

Although Su Jinli was disguised as her father Su Ran, she was not one to seek credit. With a wave of her hand, she helped Ma Xiaotao up and was about to explain.

The refined young man interrupted:

"The current librarian has met Master Su."

"I have long heard my ancestors speak of the extraordinary nature of the Peach Blossom Spring Immortal Master. Meeting him today, I can see that he is indeed exceptional."

"I wonder what important matter the Immortal Master has summoned me for?"

Tang Wutong was completely stunned by what she saw.

His eyes widened as he looked between Su Ran and Su Jinli.

Although her eyes were still filled with fascination for 'Master Su's' stunning good looks.

But she had a question in her mind:
what's up?
How could the curator so easily resolve the mistake that my dear Master Su made?

Is this reasonable?

"You're the library director?"

"You taught Huo Yuhao?"

Upon hearing Su Ran reveal his identity, Su Jinli lost interest in teasing Tang Wutong and Ma Xiaotao. Instead, she focused her attention on Su Ran, scrutinizing him carefully and earnestly.

Su Ran, however, remained calm and composed, simply nodding slightly.

"Yes."

He had absolutely no worries; this girl could see right through his disguise.

the reason is simple.

The Peach Blossom Formation she just used wasn't anything particularly sophisticated. It was simply a method of using the special immortal power of the Divine Peach Blossom Branch to attach to silver needles, opening up the main acupoints of a Soul Master to release Qi. It was a technique ranked outside the top 100 among the Peach Blossom Spring's ultimate techniques.

Even something as simple as this, this girl still made a mistake. It's clear that for thousands of years, she's probably been slacking off and having fun, and hasn't been cultivating properly at all.

Sigh, if all else fails, you could go to the God Realm and visit your senior sisters. Wandering around Douluo Continent all the time will only cause you endless trouble.

However, Su Ran was wrong this time. Su Jinli had indeed not mastered most of the unique skills and techniques he had left behind over the past few thousand years.

However, there are two things that make Su Jinli a master.

Firstly, it involves understanding the situation and skills of martial spirits and major sects on the mainland.

Secondly, there is the art of disguise and disguise.

Both of them were doing this for no other reason than to find their father.

Su Jinli's gaze lingered on Su Ran for a moment, then she said calmly:

"The Sharingan is a top-tier eye technique; no one in the entire Douluo Continent has ever learned it. How do you know it?"

"I was fortunate enough to have been enlightened by a celestial master and learned some unique skills, one of which is the Sharingan."

"I believe Master Su also knows this skill, right?"

Su Ran countered with a question.

This question, however, flustered Su Jinli, who stammered slightly as she answered;
"I...of course this immortal master knows!"

"Back in the day, I was the one who taught your ancestors."

“Even the disguise technique on your face was taught to you by me.”

"Huh? Curator, you're disguised?!"

"Can't there be more trust in this world? You actually faked your face?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wutong was very surprised and quickly hugged Su Jinli's arm and rubbed against it.

Su Ran was also somewhat surprised; this girl had actually seen through the illusion on my face.

In fact, Su Ran's disguise was not like an ordinary human skin mask, nor was it makeup.

It is an illusion.

He stood there, unchanged, his appearance the same as always.
However, surrounded by layers of illusions, when other people's gazes meet or when others get close, they will unconsciously fall into the illusion. What they see and feel is him in the illusion, that is, the ordinary and elegant Peach Pavilion Master.

Su Jinli may have sensed some fluctuations in Su Ran's body, which is why she thought Su Ran was in disguise.

Su Ran smiled faintly, not denying it, but her slender fingers swept across her face, and her expression changed. A few moles appeared on her delicate face, and her skin condition worsened. At the same time, she strengthened the illusion spell, explaining:

"As expected of Master Su, I used a disguise technique to cover up some flaws on my face, but I didn't expect Master Su to see through it at a glance."

"That's natural. I know all the secret techniques of Shrek Academy... But you do know how to learn them. Disguise is not easy to disguise, it's beauty."

Su Jinli praised Su Ran somewhat, then realized that her father wasn't usually so arrogant, and quickly toned it down a bit.

Tang Wutong, as if she had found a powerful backer, nuzzled Su Ran with her nose:
"Who do you think my teacher is? This is the most powerful, greatest, and most handsome immortal master in the history of Douluo Continent! Su Ran! How could your little disguise possibly fool your teacher?"

"Even if you've repainted your face, your teacher still has sharp eyes and can see right through you!"

"However, curator, I can understand that you're quite plain-looking and use disguise to cover up your flaws. But our appearance is given to us by our parents, so don't be too self-conscious. We should just look as we are, okay?"

Tang Wutong already had a problem with Su Ran, so now that she had the chance, she naturally wanted to ridicule the curator.

Su Ran was neither angry nor anxious. The main reason was that the girl's tone was both mocking and made her sound incredibly superior. How could he possibly get angry?
"Tang Xiaozu is right, I've learned a lot!"

Su Ran bowed slightly to Tang Wutong.

Oh ho ho!
This gesture of respect brought Tang Wutong to a climax.

Is this what status is? Is this what identity is?
Is this the prestige of being a student of Master Su?

Even the curator, who had previously been indifferent to her, had to bow down and address her as an ancestor!

Tang Xiaozu!
Dad, can you hear me?

Am I Little Ancestor? Little Ancestor of Peach Blossom Spring!
Cool! ! !
(End of this chapter)