Moreover, there is still some time before the secret realm is opened, and Chu Yanshu has just established the foundation, so it is best to take him back to consolidate the realm.
The trio had just returned to Xuanyuan Sect when they saw Su Changluo who was about to go out.
When Su Changluo saw Sang Luo turn around, he was about to take a detour, but Sang Luo reacted faster and stopped him directly.
"Uncle Master!"
Su Changluo turned his head and looked at Sang Luo, with an embarrassed smile on his face.
"Little Sangluo, what, do you have anything to do with your uncle?"
Sang Luo stood aside, revealing the young man beside him.
Chu Yanshu stood behind Sang Luo, looked at Su Changluo, and bowed to him with humility and courtesy.
"Disciple pays homage to Master."
"..."
The great sect leader of Xuanyuan Sect, one of the strongest men in the Cangwu world, smiled awkwardly and showed an expression of surprise.
"Ah, this has established the foundation, little Sangluo, you are doing a good job as a senior sister."
Sangluopi smiles but doesn't smile,
"Thank you for the compliment, uncle, but..."
Before she could finish her words, she heard Su Changluo say sternly to the two of them,
"I just came back from the Canglan Sea as my master. Now I have to go to the Northern Wilderness for urgent matters. Yan Shu, please continue to practice with your senior sister."
He said, looked at Sang Luo and said seriously,
"I have handed over all the affairs within the sect to your second senior brother. If you need anything, just ask him. I have urgent matters, so please leave first!"
After saying this, Su Changluo turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.
Sang Luo gritted his teeth,
"Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Second Senior Brother, you, the sect leader, should simply abdicate as soon as possible and hand Xuanyuan Sect over to Second Senior Brother!"
I bet he is her apprentice, right?
Originally, he wanted Su Changluo to help Chu Yanshu take a look, but who knew that this man disappeared again.
Sang Luo had no choice but to take Chu Yanshu back to Jiangxue Peak again, hoping to check the classics to find out the status of his spiritual roots.
It's really weird to build a foundation to attract so many thunders.
Even if it is a chaotic spiritual root, it cannot be hacked like this.
But as soon as the three of them arrived at the foot of Xuefeng Peak, something even stranger happened.
Sang Luo and Song Qingyun, Master Changli Jianzun, who always blew the cold wind on the top of the mountain and never came down from the mountain, came down the mountain wearing plain clothes and white robes.
The Changli Sword Master has a restrained aura around him. He is dressed in a plain white robe. He is thin and handsome, but his temples are slightly frosted. His gray and white hair is casually scattered behind his back, tied up with a hemp rope, very casually.
Sang Luo couldn't explain clearly about his master. He just felt that his master always had a sense of slump and was always unkempt. If he didn't have a handsome face, he also had a bit of the immortality of Snowfall Peak.
Angry, she will feel that this is a crazy man who was abandoned by a woman and suffered emotional injuries.
Seeing Sang Luo, Changli Sword Master was also stunned for a moment. He seemed a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, especially when he saw so many people at once, and there was an outsider he didn't know.
It was Sang Luo who spoke first to break the embarrassment and bowed his hands.