Master is so cold

Chapter 254
"Fellow Daoist Su, please teach me how to rebuild!"

Gongsun Yang bowed and saluted, hesitated for a moment, and said.

Su Mo turned his head and glanced at the two of them, but said nothing.

"In the past six months, apart from Xiaoxuanfeng, a total of 26 disciples in Qinglian Sword Sect have re-cultivated. Their aptitude is very good. It stands to reason that it is not too difficult to break through the blood-moving extreme state, but the efficiency is too high. low!"

Seeing that Su Mo didn't answer, Gongsun Yang said anxiously.

Since Su Mo took out the Immortal Emperor's Seal that day, the attitudes of Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang towards Su Mo changed greatly.

After all, Su Mo's identity is here, and he is an existence inherited from the Immortal Emperor.

But they are absolutely unwilling to admit that they are weaker than Su Mo!

Hundreds of true disciples from Tribulation Realm were selected as preachers back then, and as the seniors in the sect fell into a deep sleep, after a million years, only the two of them survived.

It's not that they are lucky, but that they are strong enough.

As far as Gongsun Yang alone is concerned, he has broken through the power of the five extreme realms, and is the leader of the same realm of Qinglian Shengzong, so he is qualified to consider himself strong.

It's just a bit worse than Su Mo.

So after learning of Qinglian Sword Sect's plan, they readily accepted and were responsible for the task of rebuilding other true disciples of Qinglian Sword Sect.

The two are gearing up, ready to show their talents!
At least let Su Mo see their strength.

There are countless daoist treasures in the hidden fairy gate, all of which are stored in the mind. It should be extremely easy to teach the ascetics of the dilapidated era to re-cultivate.

Things went very smoothly. As early as two months ago, a true disciple broke through the limit of moving blood.

But later they were not calm.

The speed at which Xiaoxuanfeng's true disciples broke through the limit is too terrifying!

one by one.

Until now, except Su Mo's three apprentices of the Sword and Sword Spirit, the other nine have broken through the limit of moving blood, and some even broke through two basic limits.

It's a fart!

It was obvious that he was instantly killed!
Fortunately, in the past two months, another disciple succeeded in re-cultivation, which can be regarded as saving some face for them, but... that is not enough.

After some ideological struggle, Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang came to Su Mo together.

Begging is false, spying is true.

Su Mo looked at the two with no expression on his face, "It's not bad for two people to break through the limit of moving blood in half a year."

After all, Su Mo didn't want to pay attention to the two of them.

Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang didn't know the reason, but didn't Su Mo know?

That's because Su Mo spent millions of high cold points for this, and what he exchanged were extremely precious, even rare cultivation resources in the world.

To be honest, if there is no system, Su Mo thinks that half of the eight re-cultivation disciples can succeed in re-cultivation.

It's just that this sentence sounds ironic to Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang.

"Fellow Daoist Su is wrong. You must have a unique way of re-cultivating all the eight people under your seat. Therefore, the two of us came here to ask Fellow Daoist Su for advice. Of course, we will never let Fellow Daoist Su suffer."

Gongsun Yang thought Su Mo was modest, so he begged again: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Su. Before I fell asleep, I had read countless Taoist collections of the Qinglian Immortal Sect. I would like to exchange the Immortal Sutra of Wuxia."

"Brother, this is you."

Kong Fang was a little anxious.

Even the Wuxia Immortal Scripture has been taken out, Senior Brother Gongsun, are you really in a hurry?

Gongsun Yang didn't seem to hear Kong Fang's reminder, but continued: "Fellow Daoist Su should know the value of the Immortal Scriptures. Except for us preachers, there are only a handful of Immortal Scriptures in the world, and there are very few Immortal Scriptures that can be handed down. , each one has more or less incompleteness."

After speaking, Gongsun Yang smiled and waited for Su Mo's answer.

The old god is there.

Immortal scriptures are hard to refuse for any cultivator in the dilapidated era. Gongsun Yang is sure of this point and doesn't think Su Mo will refuse.

Moreover, if Su Mo really has a unique way to rebuild, even if it is exchanged for the fairy scriptures, Gongsun Yang thinks it is worth it.

If Qinglian Xianzong wants to regain its former glory, it must seize any opportunity.

In the future, these successful disciples will surely become the most solid backbone of Qinglian Xianzong.

It's just that they were obviously wrong.

Su Mo never really needed the Book of Immortals.

If he really wanted the fairy scriptures, Su Mo could exchange them directly in the system store.

Why exchange with Gongsun Yang?

The only thing that interested Su Mo was the Primal Chaos Green Lotus Sutra of the Qinglian Immortal Sect, but Su Mo also had this scripture now, but he never taught it to his disciples.

Just because it is the core fairy scripture of Qinglian Immortal Sect, it is not easy for Su Mo to spread it.

"This seat does not have a unique method of reconstruction, please go back, both of you."

Su Mo issued the eviction order with a calm expression.

Gongsun Yang's smile froze immediately, and he said in disbelief: "Doesn't Fellow Daoist Su want to obtain a few fairy scriptures? If you get the blessings of the fairy scriptures, your strength will definitely go to a higher level."

Kong Fang on the side was even more stunned.

You know, Senior Brother Gongsun is talking about the Immortal Scriptures, not some mortal skills. The Immortal World has been passed down for countless years, and every Immortal Scripture is enough to create an existence of immortals. It is controlled by countless immortal sects, even in ancient times. , A single celestial scripture is enough for countless ascetics to beat their heads to the ground.

But how could Su Mo refuse so simply?
This is completely unreasonable!

"Fellow Daoist Su, please listen carefully, that is the Immortal Scripture!" Kong Fang said solemnly.

Su Mo said flatly, "Listen clearly, the Immortal Scripture."

Kong Fang nodded quickly and smiled, as if Su Mo didn't hear clearly at the beginning.

"Please go back, I don't need it." Su Mo said coldly.

Kong Fang's smile also froze.

He did understand that Su Mo didn't need the fairy scriptures!Thinking that Su Mo seemed to have obtained the Primal Chaos Qinglian Immortal Scripture and the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor.

He immediately showed a wry smile.

He wanted to pull Gongsun Yang away.

Staying here any longer is just asking for trouble.

But suddenly, Su Mo frowned slightly, and even Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang became shocked.

The temperature around Xiaoxuan Peak suddenly dropped a lot.

There was also a quite majestic aura rising slowly from somewhere in Xiaoxuan Peak, straight into the sky, and after a while, the entire Xiaoxuan Peak began to snowflakes.

Su Mo stepped on the sword light and escaped from the attic.

There was already a gorgeous scene outside Xiaoxuan Peak, and there was a thick azure aura rising in front of him, and a trace of strange power could be felt in the azure aura.

"Have you gone mad?"

Su Mo frowned slightly, and the sword light suddenly burst out at a high speed, and came to a loft halfway up the hillside of Xiaoxuan Peak.

This is where Ye Huanhuan lived.

The front of the attic has long been covered by a large piece of ice, and countless plants and trees have been completely turned into ice sculptures. The powerful cold is frantically destroying all life in the vicinity of the attic.

"What the hell happened, Ye Huanhuan is going to break the mirror?" Li Taibai who heard the news said in shock, because everything in front of him was very strange.

The air was so cold that day that even he felt a little unwell.

This should not be the aura that a cultivator in the spiritual realm should have.

Li Taibai stepped forward and pulled up a spirit grass that had been frozen by the ice, and looked at it in his hands for a moment, his eyes suddenly burst into horror.

Su Mo finally frowned.

He stepped forward and flicked on the spirit grass, and the spirit grass quickly turned into strands of ice, which dissipated in the cold wind without leaving any traces.

And Li Taibai's hands were covered with frost in a blink of an eye.

"The nine-yin cold air is too terrifying."

Li Taibai couldn't help clicking his tongue.

He quickly circulated the spiritual energy to disperse the cold air in his hands. To his surprise, the spiritual energy consumed was dozens of times the usual amount.

Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang also followed Su Mo to the attic. They were shocked by everything in front of them and shouted in shock, "Taiyin Xuanqi, it's Taiyin Xuanqi!"

"Taiyin profound energy?" Li Taibai asked doubtfully.

"Of course, this is just my speculation. Whether it is true or not has yet to be confirmed."

"Taiyin profound energy is a kind of cold air that has existed since ancient times. According to legend, it is the limit that all kinds of cold air in the world can reach. There is an extreme state in the world, which is the extreme cold air state, but that extreme state is only allowed by the Dao. The limit does not represent the limit of the cold air in the world."

Gongsun Yang said again with a solemn expression: "This kind of peerless cold air is said to be able to freeze the heavens, and even immortals can easily kill it!"

"There is such a terrifying cold air in the world, but how could such cold air appear on a girl who is in the Spirit Transformation Realm?" Li Taibai frowned.

Gongsun Yang smiled wryly and said: "This is exactly what I'm not sure about. It stands to reason that even a fairy who specializes in cold air can't grasp this kind of cold air. If he touches it, he will die, let alone a small ascetic who transforms into a spiritual realm."

Speaking of this, Gongsun Yang was a little uncertain even himself, so he quickly added: "But such a terrifying destructive aura is too similar to the legendary Taiyin Xuanqi."

"Has anyone ever been able to control such a cold air?" Su Mo asked suddenly.

Gongsun Yang paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said:
"Have!"

Li Taibai immediately frowned and said: "Didn't you say that immortals would die if touched, how could anyone be able to grasp it?"

"It also depends on whether it is an ordinary fairy." Gongsun Yang's eyes flashed a look of reverence, and a blush slowly appeared on his face, as if drinking a sip of fairy wine. There are means to master it, but the cultivation method of the Immortal Court Immortal Emperor repels it, so naturally he will not master it."

"You mean to say that the person who was able to master the profound energy of Taiyin back then was no weaker than the immortal emperor?" Li Taibai looked at Gongsun Yang with a strange expression on his face.

Gongsun Yang blushed strangely.

It seems to have a feeling of nostalgia.

Xu Shi saw the strangeness in Li Taibai's eyes. Gongsun Yang coughed slightly, trying to make his face look more normal, and then said slowly: "On the extreme north of the fairy world, there used to be a kingdom of gods, covered by endless frost. It has existed since ancient times, called the Ice Clan of Immemorial, they belong to the lineage of the ancient human race, all of them practice cold-attributed immortal arts."

"According to legend, the Kingdom of God was not covered in endless frost at the beginning, but because of the existence of one person, everything in a radius of tens of thousands of miles was frozen."

"This person is the number one empress of the human race—Ye Baihuan!"

"It's a pity." Gongsun Yang sighed suddenly, and said with some sadness: "This peerless empress will eventually fall into the hands of the demons."

Li Taibai stared at the words.

Another peerless fierce man.

Ye Baihuan?
The difference between Zensheng and Naye Huanhuan is only one word.

"It seems that I was wrong when I waited."

Su Mo said.

"What do you mean?"

"This cold air is indeed Taiyin Xuanqi, and Ye Huanhuan is not as simple as the body of Xuanyin."

Su Mo said calmly, without any hesitation, and then he suddenly stepped onto the frozen land.

Li Taibai said anxiously, "Su Mo, what are you doing? Since it's Taiyin profound energy, wouldn't it be very dangerous for an immortal to touch it?"

"I'm going to see if my apprentice is dead."

Su Mo said flatly, without stopping.

Stepping into the Frozen Apprentice, there were streams of cold air, like maggots on the tarsal bone, along the soles of Su Mo's feet, towards Su Mo's whole body.

It seemed that with a cold destructive spirit, he wanted to kill the flesh and blood in Su Mo's body.

Su Mo suddenly felt a pain from the bottom of his feet.

"As expected of Taiyin profound energy, it is really domineering."

He didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly summoned his spiritual energy, and the chaotic Qinglian sword intentions circulated in his body, which offset the tingling sensation brought by the profound energy of Taiyin.

The Taiyin Xuanqi is indeed terrifying, but Su Mo's Chaotic Qinglian Sword Intent is the combination of ten swords and wisdom, and the Chaos Qi is powerful. What's more, Su Mo's cultivation base is much stronger than Ye Huanhuan, so he can resist the erosion of Taiyin Xuanqi .

Surrounded by violent aura, Su Mo walked slowly into the attic.

In the attic, in Ye Huanhuan's boudoir, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was lying cross-legged on the ground, her brows were furrowed, she bit her red lips lightly, as if she was enduring the endless chill.

Ye Huanhuan

If Li Taibai and the others come again, they will be horrified to find that the aura around Ye Huanhuan is extremely violent, and endless cold air is emitted from Ye Huanhuan's body.

But Ye Huanhuan's body was not covered by any frost.

The moment Su Mo stepped into the attic, Ye Huanhuan's eyes suddenly opened. The painful expression in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by an extremely indifferent gaze.

"A mere junior in the Tribulation Realm dares to step into the cultivation place of this deity!"

A female voice sounded as cold as freezing the void. Ye Huanhuan raised his hand and flicked his fingers. The spiritual energy around him suddenly became violent. The boundless spiritual energy instantly turned into countless solid ice and struck towards Su Mo's direction.

Hearing the sound, Su Mo moved, and with his hand turned into a sword, he slashed countless times in an instant, crushing the flying ice.

Countless golden and iron sounds burst out in the air.

Ye Huanhuan frowned, and then relaxed it.

With the instant collision, Su Mo stood in front of Ye Huanhuan.

"Have you regained your memory?"

Su Mo's voice was flat, as if he was describing an extremely unusual event.

However, Su Mo's voice sounded like thunder to Ye Huanhuan's ears. A look of astonishment flashed across his face, and then dissipated, like lightning.

"How did you know?"

"This seat naturally has some ways."

"Hmph! Before this deity, he dared to call me directly!"

Ye Huanhuan snorted coldly and raised his hand again. Countless Taiyin profound energy surged from his body and turned into extremely solid ice, as if he was about to bombard Su Mo.

"You don't need to waste your efforts, even with the profound energy of Taiyin, you are still not my opponent."

Su Mo said flatly, a green lotus rose up behind him, releasing a trace of chaotic energy.

"Chaotic Qinglian Sword Sutra? The people of Qinglian Xianzong are Qinglian Sword Immortals?"

Ye Huanhuan frowned slightly on his indifferent face, "No, your aura is not him. He really fell back then, and no remnant soul escaped."

"However, your Chaotic Qinglian Sword Intent is very powerful and cannot be defeated by him."

Ye Huanhuan said seriously, and then looked at Su Mo with interest, "Your existence is very special, which is not true."

Su Mo frowned slightly, not understanding what the girl in front of him was talking about.

However, his expression immediately became indifferent.

"This seat came in, just want to confirm one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Are you reborn, or seized?"

While speaking, Su Mo reached out, and a long red sword flew into his hand from outside the attic. Su Mo's aura gradually became violent.

(End of this chapter)