Master is so cold

Chapter 285 Ren Narcissus Brewing
Su Mo felt a little funny.

When a Taoist disciple like Yan Haomiao was born, he would naturally have a sense of superiority in his heart. For example, Lei Wuji, Wang Xuanyi, etc., in the millions of years of deep sleep, their minds have even undergone subtle changes.

Originally, Su Mo should give these preaching disciples a warning.

I didn't expect Ye Huanhuan to take the lead.

Really interesting.

However, Su Mo thought Yan Haomiao's performance was good.

It was the first time Su Mo had seen someone slap her and thank her so convincingly, which shows the prestige of the Nine Xuan Empress.

As for xinxing, Su Mo still needs to observe and observe.

But Yan Haomiao is not the only disciple of preaching.

Su Mo looked at the five preaching disciples calmly.

Those who can worship Qinglian Immortal Sect are definitely not idle people. Not to mention the three disciples of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, even the two disciples of the Earth Tribulation Realm who have no sense of existence are top-notch good seedlings.

The aura is strong, and the four basic extremes in the body are perfect.

In the Qingxuan Continent, they are all first-class peerless geniuses. If the opportunities are good, they may not be weaker than Lei Wuji and Wang Xuanyi.

As for the three Heavenly Tribulation Realms.
Su Mo's cultivation level is still not enough, it is a bit difficult to see the details of the three Heavenly Tribulation Realm disciples.

"Under Ye Zhiqiu, I met Su Zongzhu."

The crowd flew to Xiaoxuan Peak and came to Su Mo. The leader, a young man surnamed Ye, bowed his hands and saluted. In terms of etiquette, he did not fail.

"Under Qi Xin, I met Su Zongzhu."

Qi Xin followed the young man surnamed Ye.

Then Yan Haomiao and the two Earth Tribulation Realm preaching disciples stepped forward to salute.

"You five are the last batch of preachers of Qinglian Xianzong?"

"Exactly," Ye Zhiqiu said, "A total of 160 members of Qinglian Xianzong fell into a deep sleep back then, plus the previous Gongsun Yang and Kong Fang, only seven of us can survive until now."

Speaking of this, Ye Zhiqiu, who has always been calm, couldn't hide a trace of sadness on his face.

Yan Haomiao and Qi Xin fell silent at the same time.

160 Nine people fell into a deep sleep, and only seven survived in the end. The fact is so cruel.

In fact, if it weren't for the sect's iron order, there would be even fewer people alive today.

Everything is just for the continuation of the sect.

"Nine people out of 160, only seven survived. Has the grand occasion of the ancient times withered like this?"

Su Mo couldn't help admiring the strength of Qinglian Xianzong. Those who could be selected as preaching disciples were the true peerless geniuses of Qinglian Xianzong.

In other words, these 160 nine people should all be genius disciples who broke through the four fundamental extremes.

If it is placed in today's Qingxuan Continent, within a few decades, the entire cultivation world can be swept away.

Thinking back to the Qianhe Xianmen back then, a Beiming who had not yet broken through the extreme state of unity, attracted the favor of the whole sect. When the mirror was broken, several immortals were born and came to accept disciples.

Unfortunately, everything is just passing away.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help feeling a little bit sad. He didn't know if there were any preachers left in the Qianhe Immortal Sect, but considering the strength and status of the Qianhe Immortal Sect, it was unlikely.

Shaking his head, Su Mo picked up the jug and filled the wine glasses on the small table one by one.

Ye Zhiqiu has been watching Su Mo.

From Su Mo's sudden utterance until now, he has been secretly looking at Su Mo.

Because Su Mo's breath is very special.

The aura is not overbearing, and compared to many ascetics in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, it is not outstanding, but such a person gave Ye Zhiqiu a little shock.

He can be sure that at the beginning, there was no one beside Qingshi.

In other words, Su Mo avoided his perception and suddenly appeared at the small table next to the bluestone.

This kind of ability is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary ascetics in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

"Sect Master Su has seen the grand occasion of the ancient fairy world?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled lightly and said that he was not surprised why he asked such a weird question. Su Mo was supposed to be a cultivator in the dilapidated era, but the vicissitudes in Su Mo's eyes made Ye Zhiqiu feel weird. a feeling of.

He had only seen this kind of look in the eyes of the immortals in the sect, and each of those immortals had lived through endless years.

If it weren't for the battle between immortals and demons, they would have survived and lived forever.

To his surprise, Su Mo just gave him this feeling.

Su Mo looked at Ye Zhiqiu calmly. He didn't see too much determination in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes when they met for the first time. Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were very flat, but there was a hint of pride in the flat.

This is an ordinary young man, in the ordinary, but deeply proud.

It is an excellent seedling.

It has to be said that Su Mo had a high opinion of Ye Zhiqiu, which gave Su Mo a headache.

Ever since he became the new sect master of Qinglian Immortal Sect, Su Mo had to face a difficult problem - how to manage a sect and how to control it.

What's more, he is a preaching disciple whose cultivation level is higher than his current level.

This is a very real problem, at least for Su Mo now.

Su Mo lifted the wine glass in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "It's sort of."

The corners of Ye Zhiqiu's pretty eyes twitched very subtly.

He was not at peace.

Su Zongzhu. Admitted.

Regardless of Su Mo's background, since Su Mo said this, he could no longer classify Su Mo as a cultivator in the broken age.

From this moment on, Su Mo will be his opponent in this life.

He will use his strength to prove his strength.

"Thank you, Sect Master Su, for clarifying the confusion. Ye Mou should respect Sect Master Su."

Ye Zhiqiu raised his wine glass and gestured towards Su Mo.

"Brother Ye, you are not"

Qi Xin suddenly reached out and pressed Ye Zhiqiu's arm holding the wine, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with concern.

Even Yan Haomiao's eyes changed, as if he saw a scene that surprised him.

"No problem," Ye Zhiqiu waved his hands casually, and his Taoist robes in green fluttered in the wind, making Ye Zhiqiu look like a fairy, "Ye should drink Su Zongzhu's wine."

After all, Ye Zhiqiu raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Coupled with his immortal demeanor, he seemed to be extraordinary in the world.

There is quite a bit of Li Taibai's demeanor.

just
The strange fragrance and violent alcohol burst in Ye Zhiqiu's throat.

A moment later, a strange blush flashed across Ye Zhiqiu's face, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Su Mo's eyes widened inadvertently.

At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were drunk, his cheeks were flushed, and even the spiritual energy in his whole body showed signs of losing control, obviously he was overwhelmed by alcohol.

Some temperament is otherworldly and refined, but feelings are a drunkard.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that he was afraid of losing his composure and misjudged the power of Immortal Wine, but at this time, he must not lose his composure.

He tried his best to suppress the raging alcohol in his body, held the wine glass and put it on the wooden table.

Until this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't lose!
"Snapped!"

A crisp crack sounded.

The wooden table in front of him, with the placement of the wine glass, immediately shattered into pieces in the eyes of everyone.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly felt his cheeks burning hot.

Great!
The moment the wine glass fell on the table, an unstoppable wave of aura fell along the wine glass onto the wooden table. The wooden table was obviously not a treasure, but it was shocked by Ye Zhiqiu's violent aura and instantly shattered in front of everyone.

The wine glasses on the table then fell.

Fortunately, everyone reacted quickly, and quickly took action to protect their wine glasses from falling, but the wooden table was not so lucky.

"Brother."

Qi Xin got up quickly, supported Ye Zhiqiu, and complained in a low voice: "Brother, don't you know how much you can drink? You don't drink at all, so why bother?"

Then, Qi Xin turned his head to Su Mo and said, "Don't blame Su Mo, Senior Brother Ye has a special constitution and is not good at drinking. Please forgive me, Su Mo."

Su Mo smiled lightly, waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

While speaking, Su Mo flicked his fingers, and a spiritual energy hit the broken wooden table. Under the action of the spiritual energy, the pieces of the wooden table were suspended and merged into one piece in the eyes of everyone.

Complete recovery.

Su Mo nodded in satisfaction. Looking back, he found that everyone's eyes were already dull.

"This is Sect Master Su, what kind of method is this!"

Qi Xin couldn't help screaming, and when everyone's eyes were on her, she realized that she had lost her composure, and quickly covered her mouth, but the look of astonishment in her eyes never faded away.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly became sharper, staring at the restored wooden table in front of him.

At that moment, he could feel a magical force erupting from Su Mo's body. It was this force that restored the broken wooden table to its original state in the blink of an eye.

It's like stepping back in time.

He just felt creepy, this kind of power is too unbelievable!
Even, the moment the power appeared, it actually gave Ye Zhiqiu an irresistible feeling.

powerful!

Surprising!

Unmatched!

This was Ye Zhiqiu's first feeling.

It wasn't until this moment that Ye Zhiqiu really looked at the "cheap suzerain" in front of him, and guided the three major roads to recover early with his own power.

Not an idle person!

Only Li Taibai and Ye Huanhuan understand the mystery.

Its name - years.

It can be said that it is the most powerful force in Qingxuan Continent at present, because Su Mo used this to resist the thunder disaster of the ancient heaven.

Su Mo looked around calmly, and put the wine glass in his hand on the wooden table.

"Everyone, although immortal wine is good, don't be greedy."

Su Mo just reminded him softly, but did not answer Qi Xin's question.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

Su Mo looked at the crowd with great interest. To be honest, although his move was unintentional, it inexplicably frightened everyone.

Under the time limit, Su Mo can manipulate the passage of time in a short period of time.

This kind of power was unheard of, and it was expected that everyone would be so astonished.

The most important point is that, as the new suzerain of Qinglian Immortal Sect and the inheritor of Qinglian Sword Master, Su Mo needs to show a little trick in order to shake the mountain and shake the tiger.

The results are apparently good.

Yan Haomiao and Qi Xin kept their mouths tightly shut, thinking back and forth in their minds about the skills that Su Mo showed just now in the fairy world.

The answer is, not at all!

At this moment, Su Mo's degree of mystery was infinitely high in their hearts.

Li Taibai suppressed a smile, full of joy in his heart.

Originally, he still felt that with the current strength of Qinglian Xianzong, he might not be able to truly see these few preaching disciples who came out of the forbidden area, just like Yan Haomiao before, whose eyes were almost turned to the sky.

However, Ye Huanhuan and Su Mo managed to be as calm as a kitten under the beatings of Ye Huanhuan and Su Mo. They never drank the fairy wine they were holding.

It seems that he thinks too much.

Like Su Mo, even in the Immortal World, he might be able to suppress an existence of an era.

After thinking for a while, Li Taibai took a sip of the immortal wine happily, let the tyrannical alcohol burst out from his mouth and nose, intoxicated for a moment, and then said: "Everyone, immortal wine is really rare. Not much, one drink is one less."

Li Taibai's words finally broke the deadlock.

Yan Haomiao raised his wine glass, motioned to everyone, and was about to drink it all down, but thinking of Ye Zhiqiu's embarrassment, he followed Li Taibai's example and took a sip.

His face changed instantly.

"Isn't this the most famous Renshui Immortal Brew of Xianting Xuanwu Xianzun?"

Yan Haomiao called out the name of Xianjiu in one gulp.

Under the seat of the Immortal Emperor, there are four great Immortal Venerables, collectively known as the Four Phase Immortal Venerables.

Among them, Xuanwu Xianzun is most famous not for his terrifying strength, but for the many immortal wines that are famous in the fairy world, and Renshui Xianzhang is the most proud masterpiece of Xuanwu Xianzun.

According to legend, it is difficult for an immortal to drink a cup.

On the eve of the final decisive battle between immortals and demons, in order to boost morale, Xuanwu Immortal Venerable showed great mercy and sent a lot of immortal wine to many immortal sects in the world.

On that day, all the immortal sects in the world were intoxicated by Xuanwu Xianzun's peerless immortal wine.

Yan Haomiao was also fortunate to taste the taste of Renshuixian Niang, but that time, it was diluted a hundred times, but Yan Haomiao had an endless aftertaste.

He had never tasted the truly pure Renshui Xianniang, and he never thought that he would be so honored today.

Temperamental people love wine, and he is no exception, otherwise he would not be able to instantly recognize the taste of Renshui Xianniang.

"Thank you Su Zongzhu for the wine."

Yan Haomiao got up solemnly and bowed to Su Mo, "I didn't expect Yan to have the honor of drinking such fine wine."

At this moment, his respect for Su Mo was infinitely high.

Most importantly, he couldn't imagine how Su Mo got such immortal wine. Could it be that Su Mo was the reincarnation of Xuanwu Xianzun?
Su Mo calmly accepted Yan Haomiao's gift.

Seeing Yan Haomiao uttering the name of Renshui Xianniang, the two disciples of the Earth Tribulation Realm who had never said a word hastily raised their wine glasses, and took a sip with great care as if they had seen some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure.

There is no empty wine under the reputation.

Soon, the two Earth Tribulation Realm preaching disciples fell to the ground, snoring loudly.

Before falling down, he did not forget to put the unfinished fairy wine into the space ring.

Su Mo thought it was funny.

After pushing the cups and changing the cups, everyone was also drunk. The pot of fairy wine was exhausted. Su Mo got up and left.

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Ye Zhiqiu and others followed Li Taibai down the mountain, and Li Taibai arranged a Qingxiu residence for them, and then left.

But the hearts of the five people were not peaceful.

"Senior Brother Ye, how well have you observed Sect Master Su's strength?"

Yan Haomiao asked impatiently.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head in a daze, looked in the direction of Xiao Xuanfeng, and said, "I don't know."

"Could it be that with Senior Brother Ye's realm, he can't see the details of Sect Master Su?"

"His realm is indeed not difficult to see through, but..."

"Strong!"

After pondering for a moment, Ye Zhiqiu expressed his conclusion.

Today's drinking situation made it difficult for him to calm down.

Until now, he was still immersed in the shock of Su Mo raising his hand to restore the wooden table. Such a miraculous method was comparable to a fairy.

"However, Sect Master Su is only the first calamity of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm after all. Senior Brother Ye has already broken through the Eighth Tribulation of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm before he fell asleep. Could it be that he is still no match?"

Yan Haomiao looked at Ye Zhiqiu strangely.

Back then, Ye Zhiqiu was the most dazzling young disciple of Qinglian Xianzong. At the age of 11, he broke through the four basic extremes, condensed all eight sword wisdoms, defeated countless arrogances of the immortal sect, and won the position of sword leader.

In terms of age, Ye Zhiqiu is only one year older than him, but his realm has surpassed him by five minor catastrophes, and his talent can be described as terrifying, not even weaker than those powerful immortals who have been famous for a long time.

Even Senior Brother Ye has such a high opinion of Su Zongzhu, then Yan Haomiao.
After thinking about it, Yan Haomiao shook his head, dispelling the idea of ​​fighting against Su Mo in the future.

He always felt that behind Su Mo, who was as plain as water, there should be a lot of tricks hidden. Although he is a sword idiot, he is not stupid.

"By the way, Senior Brother Ye, Yan has an unfeeling request."

"What's the matter?"

"Since Senior Brother Ye is too strong to drink, let's take that cup of Renshuixian Brew." Yan Haomiao was uncharacteristically rubbing his hands together in embarrassment, "Why don't Senior Brother Ye...hehe"

He saw with his own eyes that Sect Master Su filled a glass for Senior Brother Ye at the end, but Senior Brother Ye did not move at all.

Ye Zhiqiu's dislike of drinking was well known in the Qinglian Immortal Sect back then.

Wouldn't it be a waste to give such a good wine to a wine novice!
so.
Yan Haomiao had the cheek to beg for it. As for the cup that Ye Zhiqiu drank, he would naturally not dislike it.

Ye Zhiqiu gave Yan Haomiao a helpless look.

Stretching his hand into the space ring, he took out the wine glass. Inside the wine glass was a full glass of Renshuixian brewing.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye!"

Yan Haomiao was overjoyed, and quickly took the wine glass with a nod and bow, and carefully put it into the space ring as if he had found a treasure.

Then he turned to look at Qi Xin who was at the side.

"Sister Qi"

"Shameless! No!"

Yan Haomiao: "."

Frozen in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)