Master is so cold

Chapter 153 Down the Mountain Again
Inside Xiaoxuan Peak.

Su Mo, Qing Hui, and Mu Changfeng sat on the bench and drank tea leisurely.

It's just that even if Qinghui has changed his Taoist clothes at this moment, he can still see that his appearance is really miserable.

Fortunately, there are pills to recover, so it won't be too ugly.

"As a teacher, I really don't understand that in just 20 years, the world has changed so much, and everything was caused by little Suzi."

Qinghui took a sip of the spirit tea, pondering over it.

It still tastes like 20 years ago.

"Master has been in seclusion for more than [-] years, so naturally he doesn't know the great achievements of Junior Brother Su." Mu Changfeng said.

Qing Hui sighed: "Actually, when I was in the death test, I also noticed something wrong as a teacher, but I didn't dare to think so crazily."

"Break through four basic extremes in a row, little Suzi, you really give Qinglian Jianzong a face, but unfortunately, the humiliation of Huo Lichou back then, as a teacher, I can't get back the place."

"Think about it, being killed by the apprentice of the enemy's family, he should be more aggrieved when he dies than being a teacher." While speaking, Qing Hui looked at Su Mo with a little approval.

"It's just, Xiao Suzi, how can you use your skills as a teacher?"

Qinghui stared at Su Mo, until now, he felt like a dream.

In just over [-] years, he broke through the extreme realm, caused Dao to revive, and was powerful in battle. He killed Huo Lichou with a sword, and then beat his master until he ran away with his head in his arms.

And Su Mo's master is Qinghui.

Qinghui couldn't figure out whether he had the good luck of the ninth life, or the bad luck of the eighth life.

【Ding!Qinglian Jianzong Qinghui (Birth Profound Realm) favorability increased by 40%, and gained [-] cold points]

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, which was a windfall.

"Also, little Suzi, it's a little strange that your realm is true. It's clear that you only have the realm of human calamity, so why can you comprehend the power of the seven realms of human calamity?"

This is where Qinghui couldn't figure it out.

It stands to reason that Su Mo is now considered
The seventh calamity of the Human Tribulation Realm?

"In ancient times, there were nine calamities in the realm of human calamity and three realms of calamity, for a total of 27 calamities." Su Mo calmly explained.

Qing Hui was shocked, "It seems that you have found the cultivation method of ancient times?"

Su Mo nodded slowly.

Through the true understanding of the Dao (Human Tribulation Realm), he has found the cultivation method of the Human Tribulation Realm Nine Tribulations.

And with the power of his own extreme state, strengthen Dao Hui, and cultivate directly to break through the seventh calamity of the Human Tribulation Realm.

Qinghui and Mu Changfeng suddenly showed a hint of envy.

They knew that Su Mo had embarked on a real path of cultivation, and they had already achieved success in cultivation, so they lost the opportunity to make up for the remaining nine calamities in the three realms of calamity.

"Why don't you try to re-cultivate yourself as a teacher?"

Qinghui said in a discussing tone.

"It's not necessary, even if you don't make up the three realms of catastrophe, you can become a fairy." Su Mo shook his head slightly.

Speaking of it, the relationship between Su Mo and Qinghui is simple yet complicated.

Su Mo went up the mountain since he was a child, and was brought up by Qinghui. Su Mo should be grateful, but when Su Mo was five years old, Qinghui closed the death test.

But this old guy was a crazy cultivator who wanted to force Su Mo to practice Taoism.

Can't stop for a moment.

"You have a peerless physique, if you don't work hard to cultivate, wouldn't it be a waste of great talent?"

Su Mo was dragged up by Qing Hui countless times in his sleep, forcing him to practice.

At that time, Su Mo was just two years old and his cultivation was at the third rank of Cai Na Ling.

Therefore, Su Mo's temperament gradually became withdrawn, until he came back and Su Mo found that people of the same age could not even reach half of Su Mo's cultivation speed.

Su Mo became even more arrogant.

For Su Mo, Qing Hui was a mentor and a strict father.

Su Mo, who inherited the memory, recalled those years, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth at Qing Hui, vowing to avenge him in this life!
"Next, what are your plans? Now that the avenue is recovering, no man's land has retreated tens of thousands of miles, countless treasures of heaven and earth have been born, and ancient secret realms have emerged. There must be great opportunities in this. With your strength, you should be able to obtain There are many good things, maybe there are immortal inheritances."

Qinghui said slowly.

It can be seen that the world is far from peaceful now, and everyone has put in all their strength and practiced crazily.

It may not be a good thing for Su Mo to stay in Qinglian Sword Sect and work behind closed doors.

When a man is born in the world, he should walk around with his sword and watch the scenery of the world.

Su Mo nodded slightly and said, "I'm planning to go down the mountain soon. The no-man's land is very mysterious. I want to see it."

Su Mo has also considered this.

Now that his cultivation has reached the seventh calamity of the Human Tribulation Realm, Su Mo needs to comprehend the power of other human tribulations.

What's more, Su Mo's practice is very special. He still has the True Dragon Sword Intent, the Gluttonous Beast Soul, and the Nine Yin Chillness in his body.

These all require Su Mo to hone his skills.

"Okay! Get a great reputation from Qinglian Sword Sect!"

Qing Hui patted Su Mo on the shoulder and laughed.

Su Mo also smiled slowly,
The news of Su Mo's descent also spread.

Just like when Su Mo went down the mountain for the first time, countless people came to see him off.

It's just that the number is more than ten times larger than the previous time.

"Master Su Feng, everything is ready."

Li Canghe appeared next to Su Mo.

He has long been impressed by Su Mo's means of breaking the limit. The indifferent young man in front of him is bound to have great achievements in the future.

Perhaps knocking on the door of immortality may not necessarily prove the way and become immortal.

Therefore, Li Canghe felt that Su Mo must be a towering tree in the future.

As the saying goes, it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree.

Not a lie.

Su Mo nodded.

This time down the mountain, Su Mo was going to take a few people with him.

They are Li Canghe, Jian Xiaohong, and Jian Xiaolan.

Although Su Mo can already fly in the sky and does not need Jian Xiaohong and Jian Xiaolan to travel, it is good to have two sword spirits by his side.

Also, Su Mo remembered that he had obtained clues about Taixu Five Elements Sword Wood Xingling Sword Spirit.

Just in Wutong Holy Palace.

So, no matter what, I have to go to Wutong Holy Palace.

As for Li Canghe, he was just a thug.

According to the agreement, Li Canghe still has seven years to be a free thug.

Then, Su Mo flew towards the distance in the eyes of everyone.

A group of male and female disciples who were crying in pain were left behind.

After flying for a while, Su Mo flew out of the Qinglian Mountains.

There are dozens of small sects on the outskirts of the Qinglian Mountains.

Su Mo paused, as if he remembered something, and soon came to a mountain peak.

There are still ruins on the mountain peak.

There was still the scene where Su Mo beheaded Zhuang Xu with a single sword, but now, five years later, weeds had already grown.

On the mountain peak, there is a young man who is still practicing sword hard.

However, Su Mo was a little surprised soon.

At this moment, the boy on the top of the mountain has grown up a lot, and even his cultivation has become much stronger.

There is actually a cultivation base of the fifth rank of Lingtai Realm.

Moreover, the young man's aura is tyrannical, although it is much worse than that of a real peerless genius, even the strength of his spiritual energy is also much worse.

But that sword intent alone is very extraordinary.

Su Mo sighed slightly.

He remembered that Wang Qing's sword was taught by him.

Moreover, the sword he taught was not Qinglian Sword Art, but the purest sword move that Su Mo had comprehended over the years.

The original intention was to let Wang Qing know the difficulty and retreat.

But Wang Qing didn't practice sword art, yet he also cultivated sword intent.

But soon, Su Mo felt relieved.

Wang Qing's sword intent looked familiar.

While the sword intent was churning, there was a sense of turbulent waves, and the sound shook the sky.

Thinking about it, it should be Zhuang Xu's Water Pattern Sword Art.

"This kid is lucky."

Su Mo said slightly, and stepped up to Qingshui Mountain, in front of a thatched hut.

(End of this chapter)