“This… isn’t this Su Mo?”
“Su Mo is still alive?”
“My God, isn’t he dead?”
Everyone’s eyes widened, and they looked at Su Mo in disbelief. The sudden appearance of a long-dead person made everyone a little bored.
Su Mo’s expression was light, and he walked in big strides. Together with You Tianhan’s avatar, he passed through the gate and walked straight into the Shenwu Academy.
In Shenwu Academy, a large number of disciples from other palaces also found Su Mo, and there was an uproar.
Everyone was shocked. Su Mo was rumored to be suppressed and killed by the Wulun High Priest of the Wu clan, and now he suddenly appeared. It was really unbelievable.
Su Mo didn’t pay attention to anyone, and went straight into the Inner Palace together with his avatar.
Then, he separated from the clone, which had its own mountain, but he didn’t.
Su Mo’s figure was like lightning, and he flew directly to the center of the Inner Palace, one of the tallest peaks, which was the Huoyuan Peak where Saint Master Huoyuan lived.
Whoosh!
After a short lean, Su Mo’s figure landed steadily on Huoyuan Peak.
On Huoyuan Peak, there was no sound and no one was there.
Su Mo walked slowly to the palace, cupped his fists and bowed immediately, “Senior Huo Yuan, Su Mo is back!”
Su Mo’s voice lingered on Huoyuan Peak, but there was no echo.
He knew that Saint Master Huo Yuan was in the palace, because he could feel the deep aura in the palace.
After a while, the gate of the palace opened automatically, and the old voice of Saint Master Huoyuan sounded slowly: “Come in!”
Hearing this, Su Mo nodded, then took a deep breath, and strode into the palace.
In the palace, Su Mo saw Saint Master Huo Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon with gray hair, like an old man in his twilight years, unchanged from before.
“I’ve seen you, senior!” Su Mo came to Saint Master Huo Yuan and saluted him again.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Su Mo felt a little emotional. In his life, he met many noble people, including the true sage and Taoist master Huo Yuan.
“Sit down!” The Taoist Taoist gave Su Mo a slight look, and with a wave of his sleeve, a futon appeared at Su Mo’s feet.
“Thank you, senior!” Su Mo thanked lightly and sat down cross-legged.
“It’s good to be alive!” Saint Master Huo Yuan stared at Su Mo, and nodded slightly after a while.
He didn’t ask Su Mo how he survived, nor why he took so long to come back.
These are not important, the important thing is to be alive.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Saint Master Huo Yuan felt a little helpless. If he is an excellent crafting genius, if he learns crafting from him, it may only take more than a hundred years to become a saint-level crafting master.
However, Su Mo didn’t want to make weapons, and he didn’t want to force it.
“Senior Huo Yuan, thank you for your care!” Su Mo said sincerely. Although he didn’t stay at Shenwu Academy for a long time, the help given to him by the other party was very great.
“You don’t need to thank him. As a student of Shenwu Academy, I will protect you!” Master Huo Yuan shook his head slightly. He knew in his heart that Su Mo was thanking him for protecting him in front of Wu Lun.
“The younger generation will remember the kindness of the senior, but the younger generation can’t follow the senior to learn the art of crafting, and is ashamed of the love of the senior!” Su Mo sighed.
“It doesn’t matter, Muli’s talent for refining is also very high, she will inherit the master’s way of refining!” said Master Huo Yuan.
“That’s good!” Su Mo showed a smile on his face. Although Tutor Mu Li looked cold on the outside, he was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
“Your current cultivation has reached the realm of Martial Venerable, first go to the Palace of Internal Affairs of the Outer Mansion and claim your mountain peak!” Said Master Huo Yuan.
“Yes, the junior will take his leave first!” Su Mo nodded, stood up, saluted the other party again, and then bowed and retreated.
Watching Su Mo’s leaving back, Saint Master Huo Yuan’s eyes gradually lit up, and there was emotion on his face.
“A real genius!” Saint Master Huo Yuan murmured in a low voice. He could naturally see that Su Mo’s current cultivation was in the third level of the Martial Honorable Realm.
In less than two years, he went from the sixth level of Wudi Realm to the third level of Martial Venerable Realm. This kind of cultivation speed is slightly better than Xuanyuanlong, the son of Shenwu Academy.
Because of Su Mo’s cultivation talent, Master Huo Yuan did not force Su Mo to learn how to forge weapons.
After all, martial arts is the great way. Compared with the vast martial arts, the way of refining weapons is only a small way, a way of assistance.