Master is so cold

Chapter 284 A Little Story About Slapping
In a short while, five people appeared on the top of Xiaoxuan Peak.

They soon saw the scene at the foot of Xiaoxuan Peak, where countless young disciples surrounded the foot of Xiaoxuan Peak, a large number.

Among them, there are still a small number of people kneeling on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they have not yet awakened from the shock of the awakening of the ancient heavenly way.

"Why are these people kneeling?"

Among the five, a preaching disciple in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm frowned.

His name is Yan Haomiao, and he is one of the ten or so Heavenly Tribulation Realm preaching disciples of the Qinglian Immortal Sect. He is powerful and arrogant, and he doesn't like others kneeling down on the ground.

"Maybe it's because the people who live on the mountain are our cheap suzerains."

The only woman among the five people laughed lightly. The female cultivator was tall and slender, and she was only about 20 years old. She was dressed in a white dress and her skin was as white as snow, making her look like a fairy in the world.

She looked curiously at the attic on the top of Xiaoxuan Peak.

In the attic, there is an aura, calm and powerful.

In terms of realm, that aura might not be enough to suppress her, but it was precisely because of this that she took a second look.

The first calamity in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the perfect ancient system of cultivation.

She can naturally be sure that it is the person at the top of Xiaoxuan Peak who caused Dao to recover for the third time, otherwise, this person would never have the perfect cultivation of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

"Him? Huh! If all the sect's disciples kneel down and worship him just because he is the suzerain, I, Yan Haomiao, will definitely not recognize this kind of suzerain!"

Yan Haomiao turned coldly to the top of Xiaoxuan Peak.

"In this life, Yan can't see others relying on their cultivation and status to forcibly bully others. If he is such a person, Yan will naturally have a good fight with him."

He immediately stretched out his hand to hold the sword hilt, and was ready to lift the roof of the attic if there was a disagreement.

"Junior Brother Yan, don't be rude."

A hand suddenly stopped in front of Yan Haomiao. The hand was very slender, as if carved from jade, perfect and flawless. It was hard to admit that it was a hand that a sword repairman could have.

Yan Haomiao immediately stopped, and looked around unwillingly.

The person next to him is the young man who is the leader of the five.

Just looking at the temperament, no one can be picky.

The young man has a calm demeanor, a slender figure, wearing a blue gown, an extraordinary handsome face, and unfathomable terrifying strength.

No matter how the person in front of him looked, he was the most perfect cultivator in the world.

Yan Haomiao inevitably felt jealousy in his heart.

He had sworn to speak hard words before, but in the blink of an eye, he was forcibly suppressed by the cultivation and status of the person in front of him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ye." Yan Haomiao obediently let go of the sword hilt.

"You sword idiot, you are really confused." The young man surnamed Ye said softly: "Look carefully at those young men who are kneeling, their bodies are stiff, their eyes are full of fear, and they have not dared to get up for a long time, naturally it is because of the coercion of the ancient heaven in this way."

"When I woke up, Master Gu said that the suzerain's name is Su Mo. Although he has a cold temper, he has never been a harsh person. If your words are heard by the suzerain, the suzerain will definitely not like it."

The young man surnamed Ye looked at the attic on the peak with a calm expression.

"Senior Brother Ye is absolutely right, idiot Yan, how can you be so reckless? When you joined the sect, Uncle Gu said that your temperament needs to be changed. Now it seems that a million years of deep sleep can't change you temper."

Qi Xin immediately covered his mouth and began to tease, then looked at the young man surnamed Ye with a bright light in his eyes.

She is the only woman among the five preaching disciples.

Yan Haomiao stared at the words and gritted his teeth angrily.

These two people are going to show their affection as soon as they come out?

But he calmed down quickly, looked at the attic in the distance and said, "Senior Brother Ye, how do you think the breath in the attic compares to you back then?"

He took a deep breath. The most important thing right now is to get familiar with the temperament of the suzerain. Since Patriarch Qinglian has already given him the position of suzerain, they will naturally try their best to assist him.

You can't lose the face of Qinglian Xianzong.

But if the suzerain's heart and strength are not enough to be the suzerain, obviously, Yan Haomiao is not willing to assist.

Of course, from Yan Haomiao's point of view, the breath in the attic is not bad.

I don't know what Brother Ye thinks?
The young man surnamed Ye shook his head when he heard the words, "Aura alone is not enough to judge his cultivation base, let alone his cultivation base is only the first catastrophe of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he was born in a dilapidated era, so I can't draw a conclusion."

"Since this is the case, Yan will naturally have to try the suzerain's strength."

After all, Yan Haomiao's aura burst out suddenly, a powerful sword intent shot straight into the sky, and a huge blood-colored lotus flower bloomed in the sky, exuding a terrifying aura.

In this regard, the young man surnamed Ye did not stop it.

He also wanted to see the strength of the person who caused the ancient Heavenly Dao to recover and was never killed by the ancient Heavenly Dao.

"Who brings out the sword!"

There was a loud shout from the foot of the mountain.

Li Taibai and Ye Huanhuan flew from the foot of the mountain into the void, both revealing their aura, but they were not enough to look at in front of Yan Haomiao's powerful aura.

"Don't worry, you two, I am the preaching disciple of Qinglian Xianzong, and I am here to pay a visit to Sect Master Su."

The young man surnamed Ye saluted slightly, with a gentle and polite attitude.

Li Taibai's anger dissipated a lot immediately, and a smile appeared on his face, "It turns out that they are preaching disciples, but the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple."

His heart froze slightly, and from the breath, he could sense the tyranny of the five people in front of him.

Moreover, among the five people, three of them have reached the cultivation base of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and their aura is extraordinary. Among them, the young man surnamed Ye is the most tyrannical.

Li Taibai had rebuilt the Death Profound Realm, so he still had some original vision. Among the five people, only the young man surnamed Ye gave him a feeling of being difficult to see through.

Most of the reasons are naturally related to Li Taibai's reconstruction, but it can be seen that the young man surnamed Ye is powerful.

"This seat is Li Taibai, the deputy suzerain of the Qinglian Immortal Sect. Since you are disciples of preaching, let me go to Qinglian Peak to talk about it. The suzerain has just broken through and his breath is not stable. It is not appropriate to disturb him at this moment."

Li Taibai stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

"Wait a minute."

Yan Haomiao said indifferently, the bloody lotus behind him made him look quite strange.

"Sect Master Li, don't blame me. I'm waiting for this trip to visit the Sovereign. If I leave here, wouldn't it be against the purpose of my trip? Since Sect Master Su's realm is not stable, it doesn't matter if I wait for a while."

"I think the small table next to the bluestone on the top of the mountain is a good place. The scenery is elegant. I can wait here."

Yan Haomiao didn't put away his sword intent, but looked at the bluestone next to the attic with great interest.

Stepping out with one step, stepping on the lotus, and preparing to fly to Xiaoxuan Peak.

Li Taibai's smile suddenly froze.

This person is menacing, obviously he is not a good stubble.

It's just that Yan Haomiao's cultivation base is too high, except for the ascetics in the realm of life and death in Qinglian Xianzong, it is difficult for anyone to resist the few in front of him.

Li Taibai was hesitating whether to make a move and stopped Yan Haomiao.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, there was a soft drink.

Ye Huanhuan stepped out and stopped in front of Yan Haomiao, "How can you, a junior, be allowed to be presumptuous in the place where the suzerain is pure and cultivated!"

"Junior?"

Yan Haomiao was stunned.

In terms of age, he has been asleep for millions of years, and the number of years he has survived is unknown. In terms of status, he is also a true disciple of the Qinglian Immortal Sect. In terms of cultivation, he has reached the fifth calamity of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The woman in front of you shouldn't be talking like this!
"Go away!"

Yan Haomiao is not a good-natured person either, the aura in his body was surging, causing the bloody lotus flower behind him to groan, and his powerful aura pressed on Ye Huanhuan, wanting to force Ye Huanhuan back directly.

However, what surprised him was that Ye Huanhuan didn't move an inch in the face of his aura, on the contrary, Ye Huanhuan resisted it very easily.

"interesting."

Yan Haomiao whispered, and raised the aura in his body by a few points.

If it wasn't for seeing that Ye Huanhuan's realm was no better than the Human Tribulation Realm, Yan Haomiao might have used [-]% of his strength, and now he only used [-]% of his cultivation, which is also giving Ye Huanhuan face.

"Girl, your strength is really good, but it's a pity that your talent is not good after all. At your age, there are many cultivators who have reached the realm of human robbery in the fairy world."

"Let's back away, Yan doesn't want to hurt you."

Yan Haomiao kindly reminded.

"Aptitude a bit worse?"

Ye Huanhuan seemed to have heard a big joke, and a strange look appeared on her face. Immediately, her expression was cold, and her winking eyes turned cold, "No one in the fairy world dared to comment on this deity like that!"

Even Li Taibai at the side was a little happy, and mourned for Yan Haomiao.

Was the Nine Profound Empress back then poor in talent?
If Yan Haomiao knew the true identity of the woman in front of him, he would not dare to speak like this. Judging by Yan Haomiao's appearance, he should not be more than 20 years old. In today's dilapidated era, he can be said to be a real monster, unmatched by anyone in the world .

However, now is the broken era.

And the woman in front of him had an astonishing identity.

He miscalculated these.

Yan Haomiao was puzzled when he heard the words, "Girl, are you also a preacher of the immortal sect? But back then, Yan had never met the girl. Girls should know that with the girl's current age and cultivation level, not to mention the fairy world, even young There are also many people in the Lotus Immortal Sect."

He felt that his meaning should be expressed clearly.

If Ye Huanhuan is really a preacher of the immortal sect, he should be able to understand the meaning, unless Ye Huanhuan is some unknown preacher of the immortal sect who doesn't even have a reputation.

Yan Haomiao's words made Li Taibai beside him speechless for a while.

Young man, I'm afraid your road is narrowed.

Ye Huanhuan's cultivation is indeed not high, and it is nothing compared to the disciples of the Immortal Sect, but Ye Huanhuan's identity is terrible.

Aren't you afraid that after a while, a generation of empresses will return to the top and hang you up and beat you up?

What's more, in five years, he jumped from the ninth grade of Lingtai mirror to the cultivation base of human robbery. Is it really a bad talent?

After thinking about it, Li Taibai felt relieved, after all.
Yan Haomiao really doesn't know Ye Huanhuan's true identity!

This kind of thing, those who don't know it is not surprising.

Ye Huanhuan just had a cold face, his face was so cold with anger.

"Ha ha."

She sneered a few times, the spiritual energy in her body surged, and a chill emerged all over her body.

As soon as the cold air came out, the surrounding temperature began to drop suddenly, moreover, there seemed to be some kind of terrifying aura of destruction in the cold air.

The power of the cold air was so weird that even the void began to turn into frost.

Yan Haomiao's originally joking expression suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, staring at the void around Ye Huanhuan.

That cold air seemed a little familiar.

That was the power that frightened countless ascetics and demons in the fairy world back then!

"Aura of Primordial Xuanbing! That is Qi of Primordial Xuanbing!"

Beside Yan Haomiao, Qi Xin, who was dressed in a white Taoist robe, screamed uncontrollably, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Back then, she had personally witnessed Empress Jiuxuan, who was one of the five supreme beings in the fairy world, make a move. With just a single burst of cold air, she could freeze thousands of miles and kill countless people from the demon race.

It was only later that Empress Jiuxuan fought against several demon gods, and she had no choice but to drink her hatred.

After getting Qi Xin's confirmation, Yan Haomiao was stunned.

what's the situation!
After sleeping for millions of years, when he was born, he saw such explosive power.

Are the ascetics in the dilapidated era so terrifying?Even the Qi of Immemorial Black Ice can be cultivated?
and many more!

Yan Haomiao's mind was like lightning, and soon the words Ye Huanhuan had said earlier rang out.

She seems to be from the fairy world
so.
"You are." Yan Haomiao swallowed inadvertently, his throat felt dry when he thought of an astonishing guess in his mind.

He couldn't even say the second half of the sentence.

"You are His Majesty Jiuxuan?"

At this time, the young man surnamed Ye helped Yan Haomiao speak out what was in his heart.

Ye Huanhuan glanced at the young man surnamed Ye indifferently, and said casually, "Exactly."

The mere word "district" exploded like a thunderbolt.

For a moment, the eyes of all the preaching disciples widened.

Even the eyes of the usually calm young man surnamed Ye unconsciously widened three points. He couldn't believe it, but the terrible cold around Ye Huanhuan proved this point.

"Oh my God"

Yan Haomiao's heart stopped suddenly, and even the flow of blood in his body tended to stagnate, and the bloody lotus flower that had condensed for a long time disappeared suddenly.

What the hell did I do!
He screamed in his heart.

Lack of talent to ridicule the Nine Profound Empress, one of the five supreme beings in the Immortal World, for a generation of the Empress of the Kingdom of God?
What the hell is the difference between this and saying "All the immortals in the world are rubbish"!
It is true that the current Empress Jiuxuan's cultivation is not high, but Yan Haomiao doesn't even have the courage to make a move. With the methods of the five supreme beings in the fairy world back then, he may not be able to beat him with his cultivation at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Maybe he would end up with the reputation of being killed in a powerful way by going two steps above the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Since then, it has "left a name in history".

"Your Majesty Jiuxuan, Master Yan is reckless, but his nature is not bad. I also ask His Majesty Jiuxuan to bypass him this time, and I promise that in the future, he will be a good teacher on behalf of his master."

At this time, the young man surnamed Ye can only speak good words for Yan Haomiao.

As for the others, it depends on Yan Haomiao's luck.

The life and death of Junior Brother Yan in the future will all depend on Ye Huanhuan's thoughts.

Ye Huanhuan said coldly: "Who is his master?"

"Qinglian Xianzong, Liansheng Xianren."

"Immortal Liansheng, he seems to have died in the hands of the demons."

"Exactly, when Uncle Liansheng fought against several Demon Lords, he was outnumbered and fell helplessly."

Ye Huanhuan nodded slightly, looked at Yan Haomiao indifferently and said, "For the sake of your master's fall at the hands of the demons, capital crimes are inevitable, but living crimes cannot be escaped."

"Remember, I don't like other people's perverted personality the most in my life."

After finishing speaking, Ye Huanhuan stepped forward and stood in front of Yan Haomiao.

"Snapped!"

Ye Huanhuan lightly raised her plain hand, and slapped Yan Haomiao hard.

"This slap, you need to remember, it's also considered as my master's discipline on your behalf."

Yan Haomiao didn't dare to move, he took the slap abruptly, then cupped his hands and bowed to Ye Huanhuan.

"Thank you, His Majesty Jiuxuan."

He has no complaints.

I don't feel that I lost face under the watchful eyes of the public.

It's just because the Nine Xuan Empress back then fought against several demon gods alone and never retreated half a point, so she deserves the respect of all monks in the world.

Li Taibai on the side was slightly stunned.

At this moment, Ye Huanhuan was cold, arrogant and domineering.

After knowing each other for so many years, it was the first time he saw Ye Huanhuan's domineering side.

Perhaps he had been with Su Mo for a long time, and he must have hidden his former temperament.

"Since I got slapped in the face, I know him well, why don't we sit down and have a drink."

"how?"

At this time, at the wooden table next to the bluestone in the attic of Xiaoxuan Peak in the distance, a young man in white casually placed a pot of fairy wine and several wine glasses on the small table in front of him, looked at everyone, and said calmly.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

The young man in white has a calm expression, deep and dust-free eyes, and an extraordinary handsome face. Standing beside him is a Qinglian Immortal Sword.

All the preaching disciples immediately understood.

The young man in white is the "cheap suzerain" of Qinglian Xianzong in this life.

Su Mo!

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