Chapter 83 Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish
"Sister Xiaoyun, let's go."
Su Mo, who had been watching coldly and silently, suddenly spoke.
He stood up and took Yang Xiaoyun's hand.
Yang Xiaoyun was still unwilling to move, and just looked at Su Mo: "But if we leave, what will they do?"
"We lost miserably in this round. Staying here will not help."
Su Mo slowly glanced at everyone present, and finally looked at the Tibetan Master: "Since the Tibetan Master is real, then... those fellow Taoists who came with us from Yuliu Villa..."
Yang Xiaoyun's pupils suddenly contracted, and she nodded immediately: "Let's go."
"Wait a minute!"
The two men turned to leave, but at this moment, Tibetan Master Zangming suddenly spoke.
"Master, do you have any other advice?"
Su Mo turned around and looked at the Tibetan Master.
Zangming Zhenren sighed: "Why do you two youngsters have to do this? Although I don't know where you heard these things from, but now that I am here, I can't let you be deceived by the villain."
Having said that, he paused slightly and looked at everyone present.
“Everyone, I have gone to great lengths to invite you all to come to my Xuanji Valley from all over the world, not to embarrass the two youngsters.
“In fact, it is the evil spirits that are in power, and we cannot ignore it.
“Today, these two young friends came here under false names. It may seem reckless, but in fact, isn’t it for justice and righteousness in the martial arts world?
"Although the method is a bit rash, I am relieved. If the younger disciples of my righteous path can do the same, how can the chivalrous path not flourish? It also shows that there are successors to our Jianghu!"
The Tibetan Master's words immediately convinced everyone present.
"Well, the real person is really magnanimous."
"The old Taoist priest is a pretentious person. I used to be dissatisfied from time to time, but today, I am really convinced."
"My two young men, it's just a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."
"That's right."
Zangming Zhenren also nodded, picked up the teacup and said: "It's all a misunderstanding. Although the tea is cold, how about replacing the wine with tea and forgetting the grudges with a smile?"
The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched. What a Tibetan real person.
This method really has the ability to make clouds come true with a flip of the hand.
The Tibetan Master did not wait for them to speak: "Come on, everyone, drink this cup to the full."
After saying that, he took the lead and drank it all.
Although drinking it this way is a bit unreasonable, it is just right at this moment.
So much so that everyone present raised their glasses.
Su Mo's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stood still, seemingly unable to move.
Not far behind him, a man dressed as a disciple of Xuanji Valley was standing there quietly, but his aura had already enveloped Su Mo.
This energy is invisible and hidden. If Su Mo makes the slightest movement , the sky will collapse and the earth will break apart.
Yang Xiaoyun was able to speak, but it was useless to say anything at this moment.
He watched helplessly as everyone present drank the tea in the cup and could only sigh.
The heroes in the hall now all turned their attention to them.
And at the moment when these people set their eyes on them, the invisible aura shrouding Su Mo also disappeared without a trace.
"You two young friends are brave enough to speak up for justice. I admire you. Please sit down and have a cup of tea."
"Hahaha, although Zangming Zhenren is broad-minded, you don't have to be so stubborn. Instead, why don't you tell us where you heard this news from? Maybe we can find the root cause."
"That's right, you were probably deceived. Now tell us what happened? The Tibetan Master is real, and what you heard is definitely fake. Whoever said that is definitely problematic."
Everyone was talking one after another, as if they had regarded Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun as the younger generation of the martial arts world who were unaware of the dangers of the world, believed everything they heard, and were bold and reckless.
Su Mo's eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on the Tibetan Master, and he sighed softly:
"Real man, deceiving gods and ghosts, this is really a good trick."
After saying this, everyone present suddenly shut up again.
Just looking at Su Mo, he was already getting a little impatient.
Another person suddenly stood up. It was Shangguan Xiong, the invincible fist master. He slapped the table lightly and said angrily:
"That's enough. You two youngsters, I don't know where you heard these rumors from. The owner of Yuliu Villa is right in front of us, but you insist that Yuliu Villa has been breached by Youquan Cult.
“It is clear that the Tibetan master has already verified his true identity, but he still turns a blind eye to it.
“This behavior is really a bit absurd.
"Master Zangming is magnanimous and will not bother with you two youngsters, but if you continue to pester me, I will not let you off. I will teach you what the rules are!"
Su Mo didn't look at him, but just looked at the Tibetan Master coldly.
His eyes were fixed with lightning speed, while the Tibetan Master smiled lightly and opened his lips slightly:
"These are just some trivial skills. Chief Escort Su is overpraising you."
The Tibetan Master's words were not long, but to everyone's ears, they sounded like thunder.
Everyone subconsciously turned around and looked at the Tibetan master.
I saw this old Taoist priest smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.
The whole face was almost twisted into a ball, except for the smile, which was wanton, wild, and slightly hideous.
"…Main, what do you mean by that?"
Someone murmured and asked.
"Nothing, nothing."
The Tibetan Master laughed and said, "Speaking of which, today is a rare grand gathering, and I just happen to have something I want to discuss with you all. What do you think?"
He said he was asking "what do you think?" but in fact he had no intention of asking. Without waiting for anyone to answer, he continued:
“I came from the east and have been working hard in this southwest for more than 20 years. Only then did I create this small and insignificant foundation of Xuanji Valley.
“Now the leader of my sect intends to benefit this place and bind East City between the two places to form a pincer attack.
“All of you are the best in the martial arts world in the southwest. If we unite as one and join our Youquan Holy Sect, we will definitely become the fourth largest force after Luofeng League, Wusheng Hall, and Tiandao Sect.
"What's more, with this as a foundation, it is not difficult to control the entire southwest.
"From now on, the netherworld will never die, the underworld will never dry up, and you can all coexist with my sect!!
"But I don't know what you think?"
Having said this, the real purpose has been revealed.
The entire Xuanji thatched cottage was suddenly silent.
Some people looked at each other, some couldn't believe it, and some were shocked and angry, and suddenly stood up from their chairs.
Unexpectedly, when he was circulating his internal energy, he felt that his Qi was stagnant and could not be circulated at all. He could only sit down dejectedly, looked at the Tibetan Master and shouted angrily:
"You... who are you? What do you want to do?"
"I am hiding my real name. I am the Lord of Blood Transformation under the Lord of the Blood Sea Division of the Nether Spring Sect. What do you want to do?"
The Tibetan Master glanced at him and smiled softly: "Of course... those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish!"
