Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 2047: Rebuild Feixianmen

After the reconstruction of Qiyu Temple, Jiangcheng began to wait for the powerful enemy to come to seek revenge.

He didn't go anywhere, just lived in a small building by the lake.

The two chapters of "Tai Shang Hua Dao" have been handed over to Jian Wu Shan.

However, Chang Yang, Chang Xin and others gave up cultivating this 'magic art'.

They have given up any hope of cultivating spiritual energy, and only Wushan is still doing useless work every day.

Such calm and leisurely days lasted for a full month.

City brother can't take it anymore.

"What's the matter, I have offended so many Holy Masters at the same time, but no one came to take revenge?"

"No matter how bad it is, the Youmu tribe will be destroyed, and the surrounding tribes should come and take a look, right?"

"Why is there no movement at all?"

"Is the popularity of the Youmu people so bad? No one cares about life or death?"

He didn't know, but he guessed it right.

Due to the characteristics of entanglement and parasitism, and the ruthless behavior, the secluded wood people are very unpopular with other surrounding wood people.

Not only did the two sides have no clear exchanges, but they had deep grievances.

If the other wood tribes learned that Jiang Cheng had destroyed the Youmu tribe's holy master, they might even smile and give him a pennant.

As for the comprehensive pursuit of the Three Sects and One Alliance, it is indeed vigorous.

But since the surrounding area is the territory of the Wood Clan, it is not convenient for other sects to intervene.

Jiang Cheng didn't leave here, he was playing 'black under the lights' in disguise.

As time goes by, this guy can't sit still.

"You can't go on like this."

"It's been more than a month without any gain."

He called Wu Shan and Chang Yang together again.

"I'm going to leave here. In the mountains and forests, no one is looking for trouble at all."

"So goodbye and goodbye!"

Everyone was speechless.

Elder, it's calm, shouldn't you be happy that no one is looking for something?

Why are you so dissatisfied?

Wu Shan hurriedly kept crying again with a sad face.

"Master, you can't leave us!"

"If you leave, how can we live..."

Seeing that this guy was about to rush over and hug his thigh again, Cheng Ge hurriedly moved away.

"I never said I would accept you as an apprentice."

"And now that you have taken root in Xianwuzhou, and the Tao of Supreme Transformation has been given to you, what can't you live?"

"It's impossible to accompany you here forever, right?"

Wu Shan thinks it's true.

The Son of the Plane is meant to cause trouble everywhere, how could it be possible to stay in one place all year round?

"Where are you going, Master, we'll go with you."

"Come with me, then don't you want the mountain gate that you just established in Qiyuguan?"

"As long as there is a master there, any place is the view of the rain." Wu Shan offered his consummate flattery.

Jiang Cheng was about to be defeated by him.

This piece of brown sugar can't be shaken off.

So he deliberately said: "After going out, I will rebuild Feixianmen."

"It has nothing to do with your Qiyuguan, so you don't need to follow me."

After he finished speaking, he flung his sleeves and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Wu Shan chased after him again.

"Master, I have made up my mind, I will join Feixianmen too!"

As soon as these words came out, let alone Jiang Cheng, even Chang Yang, Chang Ling and the others all collapsed.

We have been in Qiyu Temple for tens of billions of years, and you, the founder of the sect, are suddenly going to leave?

And join someone else's sect?

Isn't that weird?

"Master, is this a bit outrageous?"

"The Qiyu Temple was created by you, so just throw it away..."

Wu Shan waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you have deep feelings for Qiyu Guan, you can take over the throne of the spectator, I have no opinion."

"Anyway, it's just a small sect that I created on a whim back then."

"There's nothing to give up."

Such irresponsible words almost choked several disciples to death.

Chang Ling even raised his eyebrows and questioned him face to face.

"Then you used to say that you would make Qiyuguan as your home, you can't forget this line of Taoism, and you must swear to guard it!"

Wu Shan spread his hands innocently, "Whatever you say, every sect would say such things to their disciples."

"You!"

Zhang Ling was almost **** off by this shameless old man.

She took a deep breath and smiled coldly.

"I don't care, you cheated me in that year!"

"Don't try to escape, I won't let you live in peace."

There is a reason why she has never respected Wu Shan as much as the three senior brothers.

Changyang, Changbai, and Changxin are all three disciples that Wushan accepted when he was traveling around.

And Changling was fooled.

One year, it was only the eldest spirit of the Venerable who signed up for a new recruiting assessment in a top holy land, and performed exceptionally well.

At that time, Wu Shan, a middle-level Taoist god, was a guest at the ceremony, and his thoughts were moved.

At the end of the first three rounds of assessments and the fourth round has not yet begun, this old guy actually pretended to be the high-level person in charge of the Holy Land.

Cheat Changling to say that she has been admitted in advance, and can join the "Qiyu Temple" specially set up in the Holy Land to train the next generation of leaders to receive more professional teaching and enjoy a higher level of treatment than the true disciples.

At that time, I was ignorant and innocent, and I didn't see so many sinister people, so I believed his evil.

He happily followed him away from the Holy Land, escaped the assessment, and went to the distant Qiyu Temple.

After getting there, Wu Shan either taught her one-on-one, or arranged for her to undergo a long retreat, euphemistically called special training.

I didn't see the other three at all.

It wasn't until a billion years later that Chang Ling finally learned the truth when he accidentally chatted with Senior Brother Chang Yang.

This Qiyu Temple has nothing to do with the half-cent of the Holy Land that I participated in the assessment that year!

Naturally, her impression of Wushan was not getting better.

I've been bouncing back and forth between a tutor and a liar.

And because the digging of the corner was revealed, Wushan offended the top holy place, and had to move around to hide XZ, and did not dare to expand the scale of Qiyu Temple.

It wasn't until later that he also became the Holy Master that he finally dared to come out and breathe.

"Since you want to join Feixianmen, then I will go with you too!"

"You lied to me back then, don't think you can walk away!"

Wu Shan was not annoyed at her threat, but rather comforted.

"As a teacher, I know you are the most caring person."

"I'll take care of you, you big-headed ghost!" Changling finally couldn't help but grabbed the old guy's ear again~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that she also decided to join Feixianmen, and thinking of Jiang Cheng's magic, Chang Yang and Changbai Changxin looked at each other and finally nodded in unison.

"Jiang Shizu, we are also going to join that Feixianmen."

"I hope you will stay with me."

City brother is a little bit dumbfounded.

"Aren't you too hasty?"

"A good sect foundation, if you lose it, you will lose it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in his ears.

The third time the Qiyu Temple was bombed into the sky.

And this time, it was the hands of Lord Wushan himself.

"There is no foundation now."