Master is so cold

Chapter 233
Half a day later, Qinglian Sword Sect Xiao Xuanfeng.

Su Mo dismissed the people around him, pondered for a moment, and walked to a small mound below Xiaoxuan Peak.

Although the small soil bag is small, it occupies a large area.

There are dozens of acres of fertile land, countless flowers and trees, and a thatched cottage.

Su Mo walked into the courtyard with light steps. The small wooden door of the manor was pushed open, and there was a "squeak" sound, followed by a dog barking.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A big yellow dog frantically bared its teeth at Su Mo, but soon, big yellow showed a doubtful expression.

This white-robed Taoist seems to have seen it before.

Su Mo glanced at Rhubarb, then smiled slightly, bent down to pick up the stones on the ground, and threw them at Rhubarb.

The stone hit Rhubarb's forehead, Rhubarb was in pain, screamed a few times, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

It did remember that the human in front of it had also hit it with stones before.

In these years, very few people took action against it. After all, his master was honorable, which also made him a bit arrogant. Now this stone reminded him of a bad memory, and immediately Rhubarb screamed even more miserable.

"This rhubarb, I'm afraid it's going to understand human nature."

Su Mo looked at Rhubarb who was running away, and then at the thatched hut in front of him. For some reason, he felt a little more at ease. The trip to the Immortal Emperor's Secret Realm let Su Mo know some secrets.

Including the tragic battle between immortals and demons back then, these are all recorded in the inheritance.

However, the real reason for the battle between immortals and demons was never mentioned.

Everything needs to be found by Su Mo himself.

"Who?"

A pleasant female voice sounded from the thatched cottage.

Zhuo Qingwei stopped what she was doing, and a ray of light flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, the whole world changed, and everything within a radius of one mile was within Zhuo Qingwei's sight.

It is the supernatural power of "seeing flowers with fascinated eyes" in the five qi gazing techniques.

Now that Zhuo Qingwei's practice of the five qi gazing at heaven is getting deeper, she has reached the point where she can use "Misty Eyes to See Flowers". Moreover, Zhuo Qingwei thinks that it is very easy to use.

In those tens of acres of spiritual fields, there are very few spirit insects now, and this is all due to the mystery of the magical power of "seeing flowers with blind eyes".

No matter how good at hiding spirit insects are, they have nowhere to hide under their supernatural powers.

However, when Zhuo Qingwei looked into the courtyard, he didn't find anyone there.

"Strange, what stimulated Rhubarb today?"

Zhuo Qingwei said suspiciously, shook her head, and resumed her movements.

For a moment, Zhuo Qingwei screamed in fright.

At some point, there was already a person lying on a wooden chair in the main hall of the hut.

Zhuo Qingwei was obviously taken aback, but after she saw clearly the person on the wooden chair, her eyes immediately froze.

"Master."

Zhuo Qingwei was not convinced.

She remembered that it had been almost half a year since Master went down the mountain, but she did not expect to come back.

Moreover, since Master returned to the mountain last time, he has been in seclusion until he left the mountain five years later, and Zhuo Qingwei hardly saw Master.

Fortunately, Zhuo Qingwei's temperament is not competitive, and she avenged her life's revenge.

The enthusiasm for cultivating the Tao has gradually cooled down a lot.

"Qingwei, five years ago you were already at the fourth rank of Lingtai Mirror, but now you are only at the second rank of Linghui. Your cultivation is slow."

Su Mo lay on the wooden chair and glanced at Zhuo Qingwei.

Zhuo Qingwei cautiously lowered her head, and whispered: "Master taught me well."

"Break the Ten Directions Extreme Realm?"

"There is master's elixir, and Qingwei broke it by luck."

"Pity"

Su Mo shook his head slightly with an inexplicable expression.

Zhuo Qingwei panicked for a moment, not knowing what Master meant.

"Qingwei, if I ask you to rebuild, would you be willing?"

"Rebuild again?"

Zhuo Qingwei was a little confused.

Today's master is a bit strange, Zensheng asked her if she wanted to re-cultivate, could it be that she was stimulated by something outside?

Su Mo turned to look at Zhuo Qingwei.

Five years later, the girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old has grown up now, and she is a bit more mature. However, Zhuo Qingwei's changes are not particularly great because of the lack of time in practice.

"Forget it, go get a scripture, read it and listen to it as a teacher."

Su Mo slowly closed his eyes.

It seemed that every time he came back, he would ask Zhuo Qingwei to read the scriptures to him.

"Yes."

Zhuo Qingwei nodded in response, and quickly took a scripture.

Soon, in the thatched cottage, the sound of reading was heard.

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After reading the book for half a day, Zhuo Qingwei took a sip of spiritual tea and rested for a while. Looking at Su Mo in front of him, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Five years ago, she went down the mountain with Su Mo for several months. Every day, she would read several volumes of scriptures for Su Mo, and some scriptures were even given to her to read by Su Mo.

In a few months, not only did she avenge her great revenge, but also saw the endless prosperity in the world. For her, she lived in the Qinglian Mountains for more than ten years, and that period of Tang Dynasty was perhaps the most special time for her.

It's a pity that she naturally knew that the Taoist in white in front of her, although she was in front of her eyes, was always someone she couldn't reach.

Just like the snow lotus on the top of the sky, it is proud and cold.

Today's master has already become the No. 1 of the younger generation in Qingxuan Continent. Just two months ago, the story of master defeating Moxiu Luo Huangquan became known all over the world.

In Qinglian Sword Sect, I don't know how many disciples have admiration for their master.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhuo Qingwei's eyes turned slightly red.

"In the past five years, have you ever gone down the mountain?"

A cold voice sounded, Su Mo closed his eyes and asked.

Zhuo Qingwei woke up suddenly, and the scripture in her hand fell to the ground. She picked it up in a panic, and glanced at Su Mo. Seeing that Su Mo was fine, Zhuo Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

During the trip to the Tang Dynasty for several months, although I didn't really understand Master, I learned a lot about Master's temperament.

Master is actually a good talker.

So Zhuo Qingwei was not overly panicked, but said carefully and softly: "This disciple broke through the Linghui mirror two years ago, went down the mountain once, and went to Datang."

Obviously they didn't want to disturb Su Mo's rest.

"How is Datang now?"

"The court has become much more stable, and Chang'an is now more prosperous."

"Alright."

Su Mo still kept his eyes closed, his expression unchanged, but he felt a little emotional in his heart.

No matter how fierce the battle between immortals and demons is, how turbulent the monastic world is now, in small countries like the Tang Dynasty, no matter whether they are princes, generals, or ordinary people, what they want in their lives is nothing more than stability.

However, this is unattainable in the cultivation world.

"By the way, when I came down from the mountain, I asked a young man to come here to worship the mountain, do you know?" Su Mo asked again.

"As I know, the young man's name is Wang Qing, and he worships the mountain with his master's jade pendant in his hand. Because the master is not in the sect, the head master accepted him as a registered disciple on behalf of the master, and now he lives at the foot of Xiaoxuan Peak."

"Okay, that's all for today's study. You should prepare well. You have indeed been more leisurely in the past five years. It's time to practice hard."

Su Mo got up and walked out of the courtyard.

Mentioning Wang Qing made Su Mo a little interested. Wang Qing's practice was very special. He didn't have exercises, no elixir and herbal medicine, but it happened that he cultivated sword intent.

In terms of temperament, it is very in line with Su Mo's mind.

Su Mo was going to have a look.

Seeing that Su Mo was about to leave, Zhuo Qingwei looked at Su Mo's back and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, it's okay to talk about it."

Su Mo stopped on the trail.

"Yes." Zhuo Qingwei hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Four years ago, Nangong Caiwei from the Nangong family of the Tang Dynasty came here and wanted to join the Qinglian Sword Sect, but... Maybe it's because Nangong's sister is not talented enough , failed the sect examination."

Zhuo Qingwei sighed slightly in her heart.

Nangong Caiwei's talent is actually not bad, and she can be regarded as a genius in the Tang Dynasty, but unfortunately it is still a lot worse than Qinglian Jianzong's requirements.

Now the Qinglian Sword Sect has grown stronger because of the birth of its master, and countless geniuses have traveled thousands of miles to pay homage to the mountain in order to join the sect.

Qinglian Sword Sect also changed the three-year apprentice acceptance ceremony to once a year.

But Qinglian Sword Sect has never relaxed the assessment requirements.

Even some requirements are a little stricter.

Zhuo Qingwei thought that if Master Qinghui hadn't pityed her back then, with her practice, it would be difficult for her to join the Qinglian Sword Sect.

It took several years for Nangong Caiwei to take the exam.

Su Mo paused, remembering who Nangong Caiwei was.

Immediately, Su Mo shook his head and said, "Since her aptitude is much lower, let her go back. It's good to stop thinking about Taoism and go back to be a female general."

After saying that, Su Mo walked out of the thatched hut, and left the place within a few steps.

Zhuo Qingwei leaned against the door, watched Su Mo disappear into the forest, and smiled helplessly.

Master's temper is indeed easy to talk, but aloofness is aloofness after all.

never changed.

(End of this chapter)