Master is so cold

Chapter 259 Qinglian Sword Master!

"Nine Profound Empress, Ye Baihuan!"

Gu Zhengheng confirmed the identity of the girl in front of him. Gongsun Yang mentioned it two years ago, but they have been falling asleep and have no time to care about it.

But when Ye Baihuan appeared in front of everyone, Gu Zhengheng still couldn't calm down the shock in his heart.

It's because Ye Baihuan back then had stepped into the quasi-sage realm and was one of the five peak powerhouses in the fairy world.

This identity alone is enough to make Gu Zhengheng worship him.

"Qinglian Immortal Sect Gu Zhengheng has met the Empress of the Kingdom of God."

Gu Zhengheng bowed slightly to show respect.

The rest of the dozens of people are all like this.

Ye Huanhuan nodded, and said: "There is no need to be too polite. Ye Baihuan back then is dead. Now standing in front of you is Ye Huanhuan of Qinglian Sword Sect. However, although the deity is reincarnated, there are some rules that cannot be broken."

Then, she turned to look at Su Mo beside him.

Su Mo just looked calm.

Now that he is the new Immortal Emperor of Immortal Court, his status is naturally unusual, and there are certain rules that cannot be broken.

If he really worshiped the preacher of the Qinglian Immortal Sect as his teacher, he doesn't know how the four immortals in the Immortal Court would think of Su Mo. As for Ye Huanhuan.
Let her be.

"This"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Gu Zhengheng's face. He was known as invincible below the fairyland and famous in the fairyland, but after all, he was just a monk who had not stepped into the fairyland.

Ye Huanhuan's face must be given after all.

But if Su Mo didn't worship under them, who else could he worship under?

Isn't it hard to be human?

All of a sudden, a dozen or so preachers began to chat with each other.

Naturally, they would not give up on a good seed like Su Mo.

What's more, Su Mo had already studied the Primal Chaos Green Lotus Sutra, so he couldn't let Su Mo go.

Ye Huanhuan saw the embarrassment on the faces of Gu Zhengheng and everyone, and shook his head slightly.

It's indeed a bit difficult.
She couldn't think of a better way for a while.

The scene was quite embarrassing.

However, at this moment, endless blue light suddenly lit up in the majestic palace, and it was the appearance of the blue light that dispelled countless frosts in the hall.

Ye Huanhuan's face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked towards the place where the blue light appeared.

"Old stick?"

Ye Huanhuan said subconsciously.

The faces of the preachers froze even more. Ye Huanhuan's address seemed a little disrespectful, but thinking of Ye Huanhuan's current status, they were not easy to get angry.

"Ye Baihuan, I didn't expect you to be reincarnated?"

A voice sounded in the hall. The voice sounded very young, not like the voice an old man should have, but the tone was full of vicissitudes.

Soon, the endless blue light began to gather together, turning into a growing green lotus, about three or four people tall.

The green lotus is beautiful, and even more mysterious.

The next moment, Qinglian quietly opened up, revealing the scene on the lotus platform.

A middle-aged man dressed like a swordsman in a blue sword suit appeared on the lotus platform, with sharp eyes but a peaceful expression.

Su Mo was shocked.

If the prediction is correct, the person in front of him should be the founder of Qinglian Xianzong, and even the Qinglian sword master who created the chaotic Qinglian Xianzong!
The existence of the quasi-sacred realm!

However, the figure in front of him is just the condensation of countless blue lights, without any real body.

It is no different from the original Immortal Emperor.

"Congratulations to the ancestors!"

A dozen or so preachers hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted Qinglian Sword Saint with respectful expressions on their faces, even Gu Zhengheng couldn't avoid it.

Ye Huanhuan looked up at Qinglian Sword Master who suddenly appeared, without any fear in his eyes, and said in a flat tone: "Old wooden stick, are you really lost?"

When this sentence came out, a dozen or so preachers were immediately frightened.

It's really not giving me any face.

Sword Master Qinglian froze immediately, and waved to a dozen or so preachers to signal them to get up, then looked at Ye Huanhuan and Su Mo with dark faces.

"You come with me."

After finishing speaking, Sword Saint Qinglian walked into the depths of the palace.

Ye Huanhuan and Su Mo looked at each other and walked into the gate behind the main hall together.

Across the main hall, there was a small room filled with countless long swords. Su Mo glanced at it casually, and found that there were more than ten long swords with an extremely astonishing aura, and even a hint of immortality.

Sword Master Qinglian immediately smiled and said, "If it weren't for the battle between the immortals and demons, the number of immortal swords that could be stored here should be ten times as many."

Su Mo was slightly startled.

According to what the Qinglian Sword Master said, there were hundreds of fairy swords stored here back then. You must know that each fairy sword is unique, and the number of immortals in the Qinglian Xianzong
"As expected of the Qinglian Immortal Sect, its background is strong. No wonder it dares to accept Su Mo as a true disciple."

Ye Huanhuan said again abruptly.

Qinglian Sword Master's expression froze again.

"Ye Baihuan, do you really want to seek bad luck from Qinglian Xianzong?" Qinglian Sword Master said with a dark face.

"How dare you, Qinglian Xianzong was so famous back then, ranking among the top three of the immortal sect all the year round, Frost God Kingdom is just a small sect, so I dare not seek bad luck from Qinglian Xianzong."

Ye Huanhuan rolled his eyes and said.

Qinglian Sword Saint's face turned darker.

"This deity admits that his disciples did not do things properly, but why do you have to put on airs to resist this deity? If you really want an explanation, this deity will call those disciples here and kowtow to you to make amends!"

"Come on, no need, old wooden stick, why are you so incapable of taking jokes?" Ye Huanhuan pouted, not paying attention.

"That's not what you forced?"

"Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't bully the younger with the big, but old wooden stick, do you really think it's appropriate for Su Mo to become a true disciple of the Qinglian Immortal Sect? Su Mo has now become the Immortal Emperor." The inheritance is the new Immortal Emperor of Immortal Court, are you really not afraid that the Immortal Emperor kid will come back to life one day and will fight for you?"

Ye Huanhuan frowned and continued: "Let's not talk about the Immortal Emperor, even those four Immortal Venerables can destroy the current Qinglian Immortal Sect hundreds of times. When the time comes, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Qinglian Sword Master was silent for a moment, turned to look at Su Mo, and finally said seriously: "It is indeed wrong, the deity can see the situation of this little doll, and he even combined Chaotic Qinglian Sword Intent and True Dragon Sword Intent Cultivated to perfection, but also compatible with each other, the constitution of the innate Taoist sword embryo is really terrifying."

He smacked his mouth slightly, and said to Su Mo, "Little baby, you are really extraordinary with your opportunities."

Su Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "It's just a fluke."

"A fluke? You are obviously swearing when you speak, little baby. If such a feat is still a fluke, where do you let us back then put our face?"

Sword Master Qinglian looked at Ye Huanhuan again and said, "Ye Baihuan, do you believe what this little baby says?"

"I don't believe it." Ye Huanhuan said very bachelorly.

Immediately, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Su Mo's face was tense.

Surprising!

The two people's words were really weird, Zensheng didn't know the demeanor of the strong in the fairyland?

After meeting, the two started bickering, but now they're better, and they start to criticize Su Mo.

Su Mo felt that the yearning for the fairyland in his heart seemed to be collapsing little by little.

"Okay, old stick, Su Mo's situation is very special. There must be some big secret behind it. There is no doubt about it, and the method is very magical."

Ye Huanhuan turned serious and said, "Some things are still unclear, but generally speaking, I believe Su Mo should be fine."

Sword Saint Qinglian frowned, showing a hint of surprise, "Ye Baihuan, do you trust Su Mo that much?"

"nature."

"It's really strange."

Sword Master Qinglian walked around Su Mo, as if looking at Su Mo carefully, frowning in thought.

Su Mo frowned.

After looking at it for a long time, Qinglian Sword Saint's brows eased, and he said playfully, "Su Mo, your luck is too strong. If you can win the favor of Nine Xuan Empress of Frost God Kingdom, your future is limitless!"

"By the way, Ye Baihuan, when you fell, I always felt regretful. Could it be that you found it?" Qinglian Sword Master seemed to hear something, and suddenly looked at Ye Baihuan.

"What do you mean?" Ye Baihuan asked puzzled.

Qinglian Sword Saint still smiled playfully, "What else can you mean? What else can you do with your human race besides cultivating Taoism?"

Ye Huanhuan's expression suddenly became stiff, and his face darkened a lot.

"Old stick! You want to expose me?"

"Don't dare, you are the first empress of the human race, the lord of the Frost God Kingdom, one of the five quasi-immortals in the fairy world, who dares?" Qinglian Sword Saint teased.

Ye Huanhuan's face became even darker, and she paused every word: "Old wooden stick! Believe it or not, when I recover my cultivation, I will be the first to destroy your Qinglian Xianzong?"

"letter!"

Qinglian Sword Master announced his surrender.

The main reason is that Ye Huanhuan has indeed fallen, but he also retained a trace of the remnant soul with the aura of the ancient mysterious ice. The ancient mysterious ice is already powerful, but it is an existence beyond the Dao.

So Ye Huanhuan can reincarnate.

But Qinglian Sword Saint is different.

If you fall, you will really fall, and now it's just a phantom that remains.

Only Su Mo watched the two quarreling, feeling strange in his heart.

After a while, the two finally regained their composure.

"Okay, Ye Baihuan, since you think Su Mo is someone who can be entrusted to, and the Immortal Emperor has also chosen Su Mo, I also reluctantly believe in the vision of the two of you, please take care of Qinglian Xianzong's future. "

After finishing speaking, Sword Saint Qinglian leaned over and saluted Ye Huanhuan.

Ye Huanhuan's expression slowly turned serious, and he said solemnly: "I will never let you down!"

After all, Ye Huanhuan felt much more relaxed.

Now that I saw my old friend, some thoughts in my heart also disappeared along with this side.

The world today is not what it was a million years ago.

Ye Huanhuan couldn't help but feel emotional after reliving the first life and being a human being in the second life.

Seeing Ye Huanhuan's agreement, Qinglian Sword Master also relaxed. He stepped in front of Su Mo, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Su Mo.

Su Mo originally wanted to react, but Qinglian Sword Master's finger was too fast.

Moreover, there was a terrifying coercion that firmly suppressed Su Mo, making him unable to move, which showed the strength of the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Finally, Sword Master Qinglian pointed at Su Mo's eyebrows.

Ten chaotic blue lotus sword intents suddenly appeared behind Su Mo. They didn't look tall, but their auras were powerful enough.

Afterwards, the ten chaotic Qinglian sword intents slowly merged into one.

"Ten swords and wisdoms unite! It's actually ten swords and wisdoms united! No wonder you were able to revive the Dao ten thousand years in advance!"

Qinglian Sword Saint immediately became horrified.

Even Ye Huanhuan, who was at the side, had a strange look, and couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"It's really not easy to be able to resist the aura of the ancient mysterious ice!"

She murmured slightly in her heart.

At this moment, on Su Mo's eyebrows, a green lotus mark slowly appeared.

Su Mo closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. It seemed that the chaotic Qinglian sword intent in his body had become much more refined.

No matter how amazing Su Mo's talent was, his cultivation time was still short.

Therefore, the original Chaotic Qinglian Sword Intent could not be completely pure, and the reason why Su Mo's Chaotic Qinglian Sword Intent was so powerful was because of the combination of ten swords' wisdom.

But now, everything is different.

At the same time, a blue light gathered in Su Mo's hand.

The blue light dissipated, revealing the appearance of the things in his hands.

a sword.

The strangely shaped sword looks like a lotus stem under the Qinglian lotus platform.

"In the first battle that year, this fairy sword was damaged in the battle, and the sword spirit was destroyed together with the deity. Fortunately, the broken sword body was left as evidence."

"Su Mo, you will be the master of Qinglian Xianzong from now on. I hope you can help Qinglian Xianzong to regain its former glory."

"Hey, the master of Xianting and the master of Qinglian Xianzong are the same person now, it's interesting to think about it."

"There is a killing white lotus in your body, and you actually went to kill?"

"Qinglian, True Dragon, Taotie, and Nine Yin Cold Qi! This is the power of the Immortal Scripture of Time?"

"My boy, you are a monster!"

After the blue light passed, the figure of Sword Master Qinglian began to become much more illusory, extremely transparent.

"I was originally a green lotus in the chaos. I was favored by a sage and turned into a human being. I realized a chaotic Qinglian fairy scripture. In the way of swordsmanship, I was invincible except for the immortal emperor who rose later. Later, I founded the Qinglian fairy sect." , Inherited for endless years."

"After the fall, the only thought of this deity is probably those disciples and grandchildren who were sleeping in those days."

"Su Mo, please."

Sword Saint Qinglian murmured, and the voice echoed in the room several times. After a while, the figure of Sword Saint Qinglian disappeared without any trace of existence.

Su Mo shook the fairy sword like a lotus stem in his hand, and his expression slowly became dignified.

"Fulfilling the trust!"

Su Mo bowed and saluted.

Ye Huanhuan stared blankly at the Qinglian Sword Master who had disappeared into nothingness in front of him, his eyes were slightly red.

"Goodbye, old stick."

Ye Huanhuan felt sad.

The old man is gone, and even the last phantom has dissipated.

"Goodbye, Ye Baihuan."

The murmuring voice of Sword Master Qinglian also rang in Ye Huanhuan's ears.

A moment later, just when Ye Huanhuan thought that Qinglian Sword Master had just disappeared from the world.
"By the way, Ye Baihuan, are you interested in being the wife of the Qinglian Immortal Sect Master? I really heard you shouted when you fell."

Ye Huanhuan's face suddenly darkened.

"Old! Wooden! Stick!"

She shouted in a cold voice, her face was already covered with frost, and her whole body was trembling.

The aura of immemorial mysterious ice almost ran away.

She turned her head to look at Su Mo, but found that Su Mo's expression was indifferent and normal.

He just silently raised the long sword in his hand, as if he was guarding against Ye Huanhuan's attack.

Ye Huanhuan's face seemed to turn darker.

"Old stick, come out to this deity, this deity wants to fight you again!"

Ye Huanhuan shouted angrily.

There were several calls, but no one responded.

Ye Huanhuan finally let out a sigh.

Was she really the only one of the five quasi-immortals who survived back then?
(End of this chapter)