Creation Color Master

After arranging everything, Chu Mo stayed in the theater for one night and then rode away on the Yanlin fire beast.

The Yanlin Fire Beast shrank its body to an appropriate size, with its back large enough for Chu Mo, Yang Jiye and Yao Guangxiao to ride on.

If the body is too large and is discovered, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Although the Yanlin Fire Beast is not a speed-type monster that specializes in traveling, as a third-level monster its speed is not slow.

Soon, Chu Mo and others arrived at the place where they first met the Jinsha Chamber of Commerce. It still looked like a desert, with sand still rolling on the ground, showing the harsh environment of Haozhou.

Across the Moon Lake, the silver-scaled moon fish that were once fished out of the Moon Lake are now being kept in the theater's Zhuoqing Pond.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a turquoise moon-shaped crystal pendant is inlaid in the desert. Although there is no strange sight of "double moons" in the sky and on the ground when the moon appears, the view from a high vantage point also has its own flavor.

The Yanlin Fire Beast flew over the Soul-Breaking Desert. No monsters could be seen in the cold desert, and there would be no storms in the Soul-Breaking Desert in winter.

Crossing the endless desert, Chu Mo looked at the scenery below, remembered the camel caravan he met again that day, remembered Huo Lei and his group who were struggling for life, and remembered the desert market.

I don’t know what Brother Huo Lei is doing now, or whether he is having a happy New Year.

In this way, with the Yanlin Fire Beast traveling at full speed, it left Haozhou and entered Dengzhou in just a few hours.

Chu Mo came to a familiar intersection. More than two months had passed and Chu Mo saw the thatched shed again. Unfortunately, the old man who used to make tea there was no longer there.

Chu Mo slowly stepped into the shed. There were all kinds of chairs and benches in the shed. Even the burning stove was quietly standing aside, as if telling people about an unknown period of time.

Compared to the past, the tables, chairs and benches were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the stove on one side was covered with cobwebs.

Chu Mo seemed to understand everything. He tidied up the shed again, the stove beside him started to burn again, and the tea in the container was boiling.

Chu Mo took out the latest Tianxiang Yunlu tea and started making tea by the stove.

Looking back, I discovered a roadside tea stand on a whim, met a grandparents and grandchildren, and tasted a cup of bitter tea brewed by the old man. It seems like it was just yesterday.

The two parties met by chance, but they got along very well. Chu Mo took out the Tea Sutra the old man gave him and stared at it for a long time.

The old man's tea ceremony tradition also needs to be passed on to someone else.

The Tianxiang Yunlu tea was ready. Chu Mo took out a cup and showed his respect from afar towards Dawangzhuang on the left side of the tea shed.

Afterwards, Chu Mo poured a cup for everyone, including the Yanlin Fire Beast who was on the road.

Just when Chu Mo was about to leave with a trace of regret, there was suddenly a wave in the air, and a wisp of worldly air floated into Chu Mo's hands.

After adjusting his mood, Chu Mo continued on his journey riding on the Yanlin fire beast.

After flying over a high mountain, Chu Mo thought of the Netherworld Tiger that had harmed the people and was hunted by him; he also thought of the experience of competing with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for the Great Dao Spirit Treasure.

Wei Yu City, a place Chu Mo will never forget in his life.

Walking on the street, it was still a noisy scene. Chu Mo stood at the place where he had first comprehended the seed of the Great Dao, feeling it carefully, as if trying to get back the original feeling.

Just then, a man and a woman came from the other side of the street. They were wearing gorgeous clothes with sword-shaped patterns on the off-white background. They held long swords in their hands and swaggered towards Chu Mo.

Wherever the two men passed, the people on the street all dodged to the sides, as if they could avoid them.

Chu Mo was trying to regain the feeling of that day and did not notice the presence of the two people.

Jiang Qufeng and Jiang Qingyue, brother and sister, enjoyed this feeling very much. Seeing the people around them were full of fear of them and dared not speak out, they felt an inexplicable pleasure in their hearts.

At this moment, Jiang Qufeng discovered Chu Mo still standing in the middle of the road. He immediately felt a little playful and took Jiang Qingyue towards Chu Mo and his group.

Chu Mo, who had not regained his feeling for a long time, had already given up in his heart and prepared to leave with Yang Jiye and others.

"Stop, boy"

At this time, a stern shout came from behind. Chu Mo turned around with a puzzled expression and said, "My friend, we don't seem to know each other. Did you find the wrong person?"

Jiang Qufeng stood in front of Chu Mo with an arrogant look on his face, pointing at Chu Mo and saying, "Boy, you are not from Weiyu City, right? How dare you not give way to us? Do you know who we are?"

Chu Mo recognized the identities of the two people at a glance. Chu Mo, who originally had no good feelings towards the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, now encountered such arrogant and domineering sect disciples, which really ruined his mood.

So he said coldly: "Are all the people in Xuanyuan Sword Sect arrogant and domineering like you? The elders are like this, and so are the disciples of the sect. It's really annoying."

Jiang Qufeng originally just wanted to feel superior to Chu Mo, but he was mocked by Chu Mo. His face suddenly darkened and he said angrily: "Where did you come from, you wild boy? How dare you insult my sect elders? Even if the king of heaven comes today, I will destroy your entire family."

After saying that, he drew out the sword in his hand and stabbed straight towards Chu Mo.

Looking at Jiang Qufeng, who had only reached the Soul Condensation Stage, Chu Mo showed a hint of sarcasm and said softly, "Jie Ye, spare his life."

Yang Jiye dodged and stood in front of Chu Mo. Looking at the long sword coming straight at him, he just raised his fist and threw a light punch.

There was a flash of coldness in Jiang Qufeng's eyes. Looking at Yang Jiye's returning fist, a vicious thought suddenly arose in his heart. He turned the sword, ready to cut off Yang Jiye's entire arm.

But he greatly underestimated Yang Jiye's strength. When his fist hit the sword, the sense of crisis of facing death made him feel frightened.

"Kang Dang"

The sound of the long sword falling to the ground rang in everyone's ears, and Jiang Qufeng realized clearly that he had been defeated. Not only had he been defeated, but he had also failed. It was a complete defeat.

Yang Jiye picked up Jiang Qufeng with one hand, destroyed all of Jiang Qufeng's cultivation in the blink of an eye, and then threw him next to Jiang Qingyue.

Chu Mo walked out slowly and said, "Take that piece of trash and go back quickly. I thought he was so powerful, but he can't even survive one move. Go back and learn from your master. You are really embarrassing yourself."

At this time, the street was full of people, and one of them was shocked and said, "My goodness, who is this person? How dare he treat the disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect like this?"

Jiang Qingyue looked at her brother's wailing in pain and knew in her heart that she was no match for this group of people, so she fled away in shame with Jiang Qufeng.

Chu Mo ignored the whispers of people on both sides of the street and walked straight away.

His original purpose of coming here was to visit an old acquaintance, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing, which made Chu Mo speechless.

As for the revenge from Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Chu Mo didn't care about it at all. He was protected by the third-level masters Salliang and Yanlin Fire Beast. Xuanyuan Sword Sect was a powerful force in the martial arts world and would not send third-level cultivators to retaliate against him unless it was absolutely necessary.

Besides, I still have another identity to prove myself, so I don’t think the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would dare to do anything to me.