Master is so cold

Chapter 289
The group flew very fast, and their cultivation was high enough to support continuous flight, but after a few days, the group entered the territory of the Holy Profound Realm.

The first place they went on this trip was Shengxuanxianmen, in order to ask for the Great Yi chess record of Shengxuanxianmen.

Su Mo had searched for the Great Easy Chess Game in the system store, and found that it would take millions of cold points to redeem it. From this point, it is enough to see the value of the Great Easy Chess Game.

Not losing a complete fairy scripture at all.

Of course, Su Mo would not exchange them foolishly.

There are ready-made ones that don't need to pay any price, so why waste high cold value?
A few days later, a group of people finally appeared in front of the gate of Shengxuan Mountain.

Because Su Mo and the others did not cover their whereabouts all the way, the Sacred Profound Immortal Sect seemed to have expected Su Mo's appearance, so Wang Beishan had been waiting for a long time.

This person had received Su Mo before, and he was considered someone Su Mo knew.

"Su Zongzhu, what kind of wind brought you here, and troubled Su Zongzhu to come here in person?"

Seeing Su Mo from a distance, Wang Beishan stepped forward to greet him with a smile on his face.

Presumably, the last time he received Su Mo, Wang Beishan's attitude was much more respectful this time, even the arrogance of the original Nascent Profound Realm powerhouse was much less.

It's all because Su Mo is different now.

Thinking back a few years ago, Su Moshang was just a young genius who broke through the extreme world and caused a sensation in the mainland and rose to fame. How could Wang Beishan think that, but a few years later, Su Mo's identity has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Suddenly, he became the suzerain of Qinglian Xianzong.

In terms of status, it is much higher than Wang Beishan.

It made Wang Beishan sigh in his heart.

Su Mo didn't answer, but landed in front of Wang Beishan, and looked up at Shengxuan Mountain. The majestic mountain and the well-organized Taoist temples, as before, exuded the aura of the leader of the world's Taoist sect.

However, in today's current situation, it seems quite turbulent.

Seeing that Su Mo kept silent, Wang Beishan could only smile awkwardly. If it were someone else, he might have said a few words in his heart, complaining that Su Mo looked down upon others.

But Su Mo has such a temperament, and everyone in Qingxuan Continent has already known it.

"Since Sect Master Su is here, I'd better go up the mountain with my own path and drink a cup of spiritual tea. The spiritual tea from my Sacred Xuan Sect is unique in the entire Qingxuan Continent."

Wang Beishan turned his head to look at the people around Su Mo with a smile, and continued, "However, these fellow Taoists look at the faces, so I don't know."

"My subordinate is Yan Haomiao, this is my senior sister Qi Xin, and this is my senior brother, Ye Zhiqiu."

Yan Haomiao stepped forward and replied.

He also understood that Su Mo's so-called thug was probably someone who did dirty work. Su Mo was cold-tempered, and he probably didn't like socializing.

This kind of thing has to be done by him, the "thug".

"Yan Haomiao, Qi Xin, Ye Zhiqiu?"

Wang Beishan pondered several names carefully, but his expression changed slightly.

Isn't this the ones on the list?
Good guy, we're here together, what's the big deal?
"Sacred Profound Immortal Sect King Beishan, I have met fellow Taoists."

Wang Beishan bowed his hands and saluted.

Qi Xin and Ye Zhiqiu also returned the gift.

Immediately, Wang Beishan was very relieved. Looking at the top evangelists, he didn't feel so domineering, which was much better than what Su Mo gave him.

"Wang Beishan, when the Immortal Sect met that day, the Shengxuan Immortal Sect lost to me a chess score of the Great Yi, does it count now?"

Behind Su Mo, Ye Huanhuan, who had been calm all this time, suddenly asked.

This was the purpose of their trip, and Ye Huanhuan did not want to confront Shengxuan Xianxian and confront him directly.

Wang Beishan felt a pain in his heart.

Well, the accountant is here.

Wang Beishan, as a strong man in the Profound Realm of the Shengxuan Immortal Sect, is naturally qualified to know about the meeting at the Immortal Sect that day. To be honest, at that time, in order to save Wang Chenyi's life, he made such a bad plan. After all, Wang Chenyi at that time , is extremely important to Shengxuanxianmen.

He is a peerless genius cultivated by the Shengxuan Xianmen itself, and a touchstone for the Shengxuan Xianmen to step into the Immortal Dao Sect since the ruined era. If he succeeds, he can figure out the real ancient system of cultivation.

For Shengxuan Xianmen, it is naturally important.

However, time has passed, and with the birth of several Heavenly Tribulation Realm preaching disciples, Wang Chenyi is no longer so important.

There are also different voices in the sect.

"Hahaha, everyone has been exhausted all the way. Since you are here, you should go in and have a seat. Otherwise, the hospitality of the Shengxuan Immortal Sect is not good enough."

Wang Beishan was still talking with a smile, but never mentioned the Dayi chess game.

Ye Huanhuan's expression turned cold when he heard the words.

Apparently things have changed.

She looked up at Su Mo, but saw that Su Mo's expression remained the same, and he shook his head helplessly. However, Ye Huanhuan didn't expect anything.

"If Shengxuan Xianmen dare not admit it, hehe."

Ye Huanhuan snorted softly, and his expression returned to normal.

Wang Beishan's expression gradually turned stiff. To be honest, among the group, only Su Mo and Ye Huanhuan could bring him an inexplicable sense of crisis.

The former is a fierce man who can kill three people in the Profound Realm in a row, while the latter...
Fairy!

It's hard for Wang Beishan to imagine how terrible it would be for Shengxuan Xianmen to offend a reincarnated immortal.

Even though Ye Huanhuan did not fully prove her identity as a fairy reincarnation, judging from the way she defeated Wang Chenyi, it was several times weirder than Su Mo.

Soon, Wang Beishan led Su Mo and his party into the mountain gate, climbed up the mountain, and came to a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is huge, like a courtyard, with rockery and flowing water, well-proportioned. What's more, there is a purple bamboo forest planted in the Taoist temple, exuding a dense purple aura, making the Taoist temple here look like a fairyland on earth.

"The spiritual veins gather here, gathered by the mountain, and the purple bamboo is used to gather the big formation, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and assist the spiritual energy. It is an excellent place for cultivation."

Ye Zhiqiu commented aloud, and it sounded like his assessment was surprisingly high.

Hearing this, Wang Beishan came quite complacently: "Ye Dao has a friendly eye. This place is called Ziyun Temple. It was a senior in the sect who spent a lot of effort to mobilize dozens of top-quality spiritual veins and set up a large spirit gathering formation. Practicing here can make a huge difference, and it can be regarded as one of the best cultivation places in the Shengxuan Sect, but it is a pity that the senior is good at Fengshui formation, so it is difficult to become a fairy, so he was born at an untimely time."

"Ye Daoyou is a disciple of the Qinglian Immortal Sect. He came from the ancient fairy world. He must have seen a lot. Some small tricks of the dilapidated era are naturally not on the table."

Wang Beishan turned his attention to Su Mo again, and said, "Sect Master Su, both of you and I were born in a dilapidated era, and Sect Master Su is a peerless genius who is rarely seen in a million years in the Qingxuan Continent. I wonder if Sect Master Su feels as untimely as that senior."

While Wang Beishan was speaking, he seemed to inadvertently switch his gaze back and forth between Ye Zhiqiu and Su Mo.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, raised his hand lightly, raised his hand and threw his feet, with extraordinary bearing: "You are joking, Mr. Ye is just a little swordsman who has practiced Taoism for less than 15 years. Ye Mou looked at it, and felt novelty in his heart, so he made a noise, Wang Daoyou forgive me."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and looked away, as if admiring the rare beauty in Ziyun Temple, he didn't seem to care about Wang Beishan's words at all.

A look of surprise flashed across Wang Beishan's eyes, but his city mansion was already deep, so it didn't show it.

What he said was originally just a test, and he wanted to know the relationship between Ye Zhiqiu and Su Mo.

You must know that Su Mo is now the sect master of the Qinglian Immortal Sect, and Ye Zhiqiu is the number one genius in the world. As the saying goes, "one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers". Heart is nature.

But from the beginning to the end, Ye Zhiqiu never showed any expression of displeasure.

This is what Wang Beishan finds scary.

He remembered that Su Mo had never been on the list.

On the other hand, Wang Beishan, a preacher disciple of his own sect, sighed in his heart, and had no choice but to give up.

Soon everyone came to the depths of the purple bamboo forest. In the huge purple bamboo forest, there was actually a clear spring hidden.

Next to the clear spring, on a gazebo, in front of a tea table with a unique shape, sat a middle-aged Taoist priest and two young Taoists.

"Sect Master Su, long time no see."

When the middle-aged Taoist saw Su Mo appearing, a smile appeared on his face, and his hands moved a little faster. A stream of spiritual energy entered the teapot in his hand, and several wisps of heat rose for a while.

"Wang Daoist."

Su Mo took a few steps and came to the middle-aged Taoist. He naturally sat opposite the middle-aged Taoist.

Su Mo knew this person.

It's the Taoist leader, Wang Taishan!

Hearing this, Wang Taishan put the teapot in front of Su Mo, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "The Purple Cloud Spirit Tea from my Shengxuan Immortal Sect is the only one in Qingxuan Continent."

According to Su Mo's words, he lifted the lid of the teapot, and a burst of purple air rose up immediately, and condensed on the teapot without dispersing.

A strange fragrance of tea wafted in the gazebo.

"Good tea."

Su Mo commented with his normal face, then picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, but he didn't move a bit.

Wang Taishan didn't take it seriously, sat upright on the wooden chair again, held a whisk in his hand, and said with a light smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, is Su Zongzhu safe?"

The tone was slight, like a daily greeting.

Su Mo nodded, "Not bad."

The two young Xiaodao sitting next to Wang Taishan showed puzzled eyes, they didn't understand why Wang Taishan started exchanging pleasantries with him, it seemed that they had a good relationship.

This made them very angry.

Since Su Mo killed Wang Xuanyi in the Xianmen meeting, the members of Shengxuan Xianmen regard Qinglian Xianzong as the strongest opponent in the future, and even believe that Qinglian Xianzong will definitely fight against them in the future.

Su Mo's performance was too eye-catching, and the background of the preacher of Qinglian Xianzong was particularly strong.

But Wang Taishan's attitude has always been ambiguous.

"Wang Taishan, why don't you introduce us to Sect Master Su?"

One of the youths suddenly spoke out, and even called Wang Taishan by his first name.

Wang Taishan didn't get angry because of this, but took a flat look, and after a few seconds of silence, he smiled again and said: "That's natural."

He turned to look at Su Mo, and extended his hand to introduce the two young Taoists beside him: "Sect Master Su, these two are the recently born disciples of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm of the Holy Profound Immortal Sect. This one is named Wang Zhuoran."

Wang Taishan pointed to one of the young Xiaodao and continued to introduce: "Wang Zhuoran is the seventh robbery of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. He is ranked ninth in the heavenly list. He is only 25 years old. In terms of talent, he is enough to be a peerless arrogance." name."

"As for the other one, he is the most powerful preaching disciple of Shengxuan Xianmen. Even in those days, he was also famous in the fairy world." Wang Taishan was trying to introduce, but was interrupted mercilessly.

"Forget it, Wang Taishan, it's better for me to introduce myself." Another young Xiaodao stood up and gave a non-standard salute to Su Mo, then said proudly: "This is Wang Taishan." Fax, the number one true disciple under Chongyang Immortal Venerable back then, the person who ranked fourth in the Heavenly Rankings is exactly me!"

The voice is arrogant, but the tone is sonorous.

Su Mo picked up the teacup calmly, and took a sip of the spirit tea. Ziyun spirit tea is indeed the best spirit tea in the world, and Su Mo was a little moved by its exquisite spirit energy.

"Good tea."

Su Mo casually praised, and then looked at the two young Xiaodao in front of him.

The ascetic named Wang Zhuoran looks young, which is the consistent characteristic of the disciples of the immortal sect. His cultivation base is extremely high but his age is not long. Only the powerful immortal sect in the immortal world can cultivate such outstanding disciples.

He was tall and slender, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and Su Mo could even vaguely feel a wisp of sword intent swimming in his body.

It should be a sword cultivator.

As for Wang Zhuoran, he looks a little smaller than Wang Zhuoran, but in terms of realm, he is a little higher than Wang Zhuoran.

The breath of the whole body is introverted to nothing, and the temperament of the whole body is even more extraordinary.

Very good.

After looking around, Su Mo picked up the tea cup again, took a sip, and savored it for a while.

This made the two young Taoists impatient.

Su Mo's posture is too big!

After a while, Su Mo looked at the two of them, nodded and said, "The talent is good, I have the capital to be proud of."

It sounded like a very positive approval, but in the ears of the two of them, it was harsh enough.

Ever since Su Mo came to Zizhu Pavilion of Ziyun Temple, Su Mo had never looked at the two of them directly. Instead, he had a happy chat with Wang Taishan, and made such comments at the end, as if he really regarded them as juniors.

"Su Zongzhu, according to what you mean, the talents of the two of us are only good. Could it be that Su Zongzhu's talent is stronger than that of the two of us?"

Wang Zhuoran suddenly chuckled, the smile was quite cold, and there was a strong sense of irony in it: "I don't know how Sect Master Su is now, and how old is he?"

The meaning is obvious enough.

They may not know Su Mo's cultivation level, but there is evidence of his age.

Since Su Mo was born, he has practiced Taoism for more than 30 years. This alone is enough to prove Su Mo's talent.

Far inferior to the two of them!

Although it was an inquiry, the provocative meaning in the words seemed to be stronger.

However, facing the obvious provocation of the two, Su Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he looked at Wang Taishan calmly.

"Wang Daoyou, I came here to ask for what Qinglian Xianzong deserves. This matter has been delayed for a long time. Are Wang Daoyou ready?"

From the beginning to the end, Su Mo did not answer Wang Zhuoran's words.

Wang Taishan naturally understood, raised his hand in salute and said, "What Su Zongzhu asked for is the Dayi chess record?"

"good."

Su Mo nodded.

Wang Taishan said: "Since Sect Master Su asks for it, I will naturally offer it with both hands."

"impossible!"

With a shout, Wang Taishan was interrupted again.

Wang Chuanzhen stood up abruptly and glared at Su Mo, "Sect Master Su, this is absolutely impossible!"

"How precious the Chess Book of the Great Yi is. Humans of these dilapidated times have few collections and short-sightedness. Naturally, I don't know it, but I know that this thing was originally a supreme fairy scripture, and it is an extremely precious celestial art in the world. The Xuanxian Sect has been passed down for endless years, and countless seniors have tried to practice it, and only one person succeeded, so it was changed to the Dayi Chess Book for the disciples of this sect to practice!"

"How can such treasures be handed over to others for that trash like Wang Chenyi!"

Wang Zhenhua shouted angrily, venting his anger.

However, he didn't realize that there was an extremely dark and cold light in Wang Taishan's eyes.

Su Mo, who was sitting opposite Wang Taishan, was keenly aware of this.

Holding his teacup, Su Mo said in a flat tone, "So, are you planning to renege on your debt?"

"So what?" Wang Chuanzhuan sneered, "They don't know the value of the chess game of the Great Yi, but Su Zongzhu came to ask for it, so where did he know the value of the chess game of the Great Yi?"

"Since this is the case, Qinglian Xianzong's methods are not so clean!"

Wang Chuanzhen still sneered, his whole body was hidden and ready to speak, as if he was ready to strike when there was a disagreement.

"Hehe, the Shengxuan Immortal Sect has such a big burden, and they dare to rely on this deity!"

With a sneer, Ye Huanhuan's pretty face turned cold, and she walked slowly into the pavilion.

A trace of frightening cold air leaked out and radiated out, freezing the Ziyun spirit tea on the tea table.

Su Mo still sat upright, waved his hand to signal Ye Huanhuan to back down, then turned his head to look to one side, and said in a flat tone:
"Ye Daoyou, it's your turn."

　Thanks to the book friend "Blooming to Chami" for the reward! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)