After the Qiyuguan was rebuilt, Jiang Cheng began to wait for a strong enemy to come to seek revenge.

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

The upper and lower parts of "Taishang Huadao" have all been handed over to Wushan.

However, Changyang, Changxin and the others all gave up cultivating this 'divine art'.

They no longer have any hope of cultivating spiritual intent, only Wushan is still doing useless work every day.

Such a quiet and leisurely day lasted for a month.

Brother Cheng couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's the matter, I've offended so many Holy Lords at the same time, and no one has come to take revenge?"

"No matter how bad it is, if you destroy the Youmu Clan, the surrounding ethnic groups should also come over and take a look, right?"

"Why is there no movement at all?"

"Could it be that the popularity of the Youmu clan is so bad? No one cares if you live or die? ”

He didn't know that he had guessed correctly.

Due to the parasitic nature of the Hidden Wood Clan, coupled with their ruthless style, they are very unpopular with other surrounding Wood Clans.

Far from having no clear dealings, the two sides have a lot of grievances.

If the other Wood Clans learned that Jiang Cheng had destroyed the Holy Lord of the Youmu Clan, they might even smile and give him a pennant.

As for the all-out pursuit of the three sects and one alliance, it is indeed vigorous.

However, since this area is the territory of the Mu Clan, it is inconvenient for other sects to intervene.

Jiang Cheng didn't leave here, and he played a 'dark under the lamp' in disguise.

As time passed, this brother gradually couldn't sit still.

"It's not going to go on like this."

"I haven't gained anything for more than a month."

He summoned Wushan, Changyang and the others again.

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

"So say goodbye and farewell!"

Everyone was speechless.

Isn't it nice that no one is looking for trouble, Boss, when the wind is calm?

Why are you so dissatisfied?

Wushan hurriedly cried again and kept his face sad.

"Master, you can't leave us behind!"

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

Seeing that this guy was about to pounce and hug his thighs again, Brother Cheng hurriedly dodged.

"I never said I wanted to take you as an apprentice."

"And now that you have taken root in Xianwu Continent, and the Taishang Dao has been given to you all, what can't you live?"

"It's impossible to stay with you all the time, right?"

Goyama thought about it.

The Son of the Plane was meant to cause trouble everywhere, how could he be in one place all year round?

"Then Master, where are you going, let's go with you."

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

"As long as there is a master, everywhere is the view of perched rain." Wushan casually presented a perfect sycophant.

Jiang Cheng was about to be defeated by him.

This piece of kraft candy really can't be shaken off.

So he deliberately said: "After I go out, I will rebuild the Flying Immortal Gate." ”

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

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and was about to float away.

"Wait!"

Goyama chased after him again.

"Master, I have thought about it, I will also join the Flying Immortal Gate!"

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Jiang Cheng, even Changyang, Changling and the others collapsed.

We have been in Qiyuguan for tens of billions of years, and you, the ancestor of the founding school, are suddenly about to pick a son and leave?

And you want to join someone else's sect?

That's weird, isn't it?

"Master, you're a bit outrageous, aren't you?"

"Qiyuguan was founded by yourself, so you threw it away......"

Wushan waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you have a deep affection for the Qiyu Temple, you can take over the throne of the Viewer, I have no opinion." ”

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

"There's nothing you can't give up."

This kind of irresponsible words almost choked a few disciples to death.

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

"Then you used to say that you want to take the Qiyu View as your home, you can't forget this Taoism, and you have to swear to defend it!"

Wu Shan spread his hands innocently, "Just say it, every sect will say this kind of thing to its disciples." ”

"You!"

Chang Ling was almost pissed off by this old shameless man.

She took a deep breath and smiled coldly.

"I don't care, you tricked me in back then!"

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

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

Changyang, Changbai, and Changxin are all apprentices accepted by Zheng'er Bajing when Wushan was traveling around.

And Chang Ling was fooled.

One year, the Venerable Elder Spirit, who was still just Venerable, signed up for a new recruitment assessment for a top holy land, and his performance was extremely outstanding.

At that time, Wushan, who was still a middle-level Taoist god, was a guest of honor, so he moved his mind.

At the end of the first three rounds of assessments, and before the fourth round began, this old man actually pretended to be the high-level person in charge of the Holy Land.

Lying to Changling said that she had been admitted in advance, and she could join the 'Qiyu Temple', which was specially set up to train the next generation of leaders in the Holy Land, to receive more professional teaching, and enjoy a higher level of treatment than the true disciples.

At that time, he was ignorant and naïve, and he had not seen so many sinister people's hearts, so he believed in his evil.

happily followed him out of the holy land, out of the assessment, and went to the distant Qiyuguan.

Once there, Gosan either taught her one-on-one or arranged for her to go on a long retreat, which was called special training.

I didn't see the other three at all.

It wasn't until a billion years later, chatting with Senior Brother Changyang by chance, that Chang Ling finally learned the truth.

This view of the rain has nothing to do with the half-dime of the holy land that I participated in the assessment back then!

Her impression of Wushan is naturally not good.

I've been hovering back and forth between a mentor and a liar.

And because the matter of digging the corner of the wall was exposed, Wushan offended the top holy land, and had to move around to hide XZ, and did not dare to expand the scale of Qiyuguan.

It wasn't until he became a saint later that he finally dared to come out to breathe.

"Since you want to join the Flying Immortal Gate, then I will go with you too!"

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

For her threat, Wushan was not only annoyed, but always relieved.

"As a teacher, I know that you are the most intimate."

"I'm intimate, you're a big-headed ghost!" Chang Ling finally couldn't help but grab the old thing's ears again.

Seeing that she had also decided to join the Flying Immortal Gate, and then thinking of Jiang Cheng's magic, Changyang and Changbai Changxin glanced at each other, and finally nodded in unison.

"Master Jiang, we are also ready to join that Flying Immortal Sect."

"I hope you'll take it in."

Brother Cheng was a little crying and laughing.

"You're too hasty, aren't you?"

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

As soon as his words fell, there was a loud bang in his ears.

Qiyuguan was blown up into the sky for the third time.

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

"Now there is no foundation."