Qianyun Sect began to be rebuilt, and the first thing to be restored was the small house on Shibu Cliff.

The elders took action and carefully repaired the hut. This was the residence of the Sixth Master.

Li Chenyu was still sitting in the room silently, keeping motionless, and no one knows when the Sixth Patriarch of Qianyun would die.

Li Qingzhou and Zhao from Qijian lineage attacked Baihefeng together. Thousands of Baihefeng disciples were imprisoned in the Iron Prison of the Prison, and the children of the Helian family were even severely tortured and countless deaths were killed.

Since Helian Mu could abandon these descendants and escape alone, the situation of the Helian family can be imagined.

Not only was the Helian lineage of Qianyun Sect uprooted, but even the Tianyun Kingdom was affected. Within a few days, the Helian Dynasty fell apart, and the Helian royal family was completely overthrown and replaced by a new royal family.

The change of dynasty without bloodshed shows that the cultivation sect is the driving force behind it.

Changsheng was not interested in the interests of Qianyun Sect and Tianyun Kingdom. Now the most important thing is to stabilize the state. After returning to Fuyao Peak, he went into seclusion and could not leave.

A fierce battle with Helianmu almost caused the realm to fall. It was originally a golden fetus and it was difficult to become a Nascent Soul. If it fell back to the foundation building, it would be even more troublesome.

Fortunately, before the final desperate attempt, Lingyu Tower came. Although Yan Hongshan looked down on Chang Sheng, he also saved Chang Sheng's life.

Sitting cross-legged in the sky stone, I often blocked all distracting thoughts and began to make every effort to stabilize the state.

It was midsummer, and a small tea table was set up in the courtyard of Fuyao Peak. Wen Yushan leaned against the side, looking lazy at the small flame boiling the tea in the pot.

"You're so unreal?"

Opposite the tea table, Xiao Mianhua supported her chin with her two small hands, and looked at Wen Yushan making tea with curiosity.

"If you want to call Mr. Wen or Elder Wen, at least you should call me Senior Brother. The name Dabai is so ugly." Wen Yushan waved his hand lazily and said weakly.

"Senior Brother Wen is really a big white man!"

Xiaomianhua nodded and changed her name, but she still asked questions about Dabai.

"That's right." Wen Yushan was too lazy to answer, and even too lazy to return to his Bailian Peak, and he stayed at Fuyao Peak and refused to leave.

"Then can you turn into a big white look? I miss it." Xiao Mianhua's eyes were full of pleading.

"Little junior sister, you are trying to make trouble. I am a human, not a crane." Wen Yushan smiled helplessly, handed over a cup of tea, and said, "Come on, try the skills of senior brother. This is called lazy tea. A pot can be drunk for a day. I can watch the sky while tasting tea. This is called free and romance."

"Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I secretly had a half-day leisure life. Mr. Wen's free luck is probably another name, called laziness." In the gentle words, Shangguan Rou's figure fell into the courtyard.

"I've met Mr. Rou." Xiao Mianhua ran away after showing off.

Looking at Xiao Mianhua's back, Shangguan Rou smiled and said, "With Mr. Wen's protection, the uncle who was in seclusion does not need to worry."

"I'm too lazy to protect him. Who would harm him if someone who can't even reach the Nascent Soul?" Wen Yushan picked up the teacup, sucked it, savored it for a while, and said good tea.

Tea was turned out from Changsheng's house. Wen Yushan was really lazy enough to buy tea.

"No one will harm the uncle of the junior master except Helianmu." Shangguan Rou sat down, with a hint of worry between her eyebrows, and said, "The uncle's cultivation path has stopped, and there seems to be no way to solve the method of the golden fetus."

"Maybe, he is different from us anyway, and he might be able to break through the shackles." Wen Yushan smiled, with a strange smile.

"Different?" Shangguan Rou was a little puzzled.

"Yes, it's different." Wen Yushan didn't explain anything, but started drinking spiritual tea.

Shangguan Rou shook her head helplessly and stopped asking questions. The two of them savored tea in the yard and talked occasionally. This was their past way of getting along with each other, and the gentlemanly friendship was as light as water.

Soon this tranquility was broken by Jiang Xiaolian who came up the mountain.

Since leaving the Burial Flower Valley, Jiang Xiaolian has no chance to leave Qianyun Sect. So many demon spirits attacked the mountain, she had to be eaten if she wanted to go out. Fortunately, Lingyu Tower appeared later and Qianyun Sect became safe.

Even the Great Elder was exposed and he betrayed the mountain gate. More than a dozen Jindans were killed, and Jiang Xiaolian did not return to Beizhou. Not to mention that her master had been saved, so there was no need for her father to come forward.

After climbing up the mountain, Jiang Xiaolian, who walked into the yard, grabbed the teapot on the table and drank it in her mouth. After drinking most of the pot, she gave Shangguan Rou a greeting.

"I've seen Elder Shangguan." Jiang Xiaolian turned to Wen Yushan after showing her respects and said angrily: "Don't you, a lazy person, go home! No one cares about Lihuo Palace, and all the treasures you treasure will be divided up!"

"I don't have any treasures, money, body and other things. I have learned a truth from this disaster. My treasure is myself." Wen Yushan said with a lazily smile and continued to cook his tea.

When the master and apprentice met for a long time, they were not tearful, nor were they cried with their heads, but they cursed and were betrayed.

Looking at the pair of masters and apprentices like living treasures, Shangguan Rou smiled helplessly and left Fuyao Peak.

"Where is Changsheng?" Jiang Xiaolian was not polite, and sat opposite Wen Yushan and looked around. This was the first time she had come to Fuyao Peak.

"If you want to call Uncle Master, it's fine if you are neither old nor young, but I am my uncle." Wen Yushan said while tasting the tea.

"What uncle master, he is my brother..." Jiang Xiaolian said for a moment and quickly changed her words: "Master, you don't know, uncle master is different from us."

"Yes, it's different." Wen Yushan didn't know if he heard his apprentice's tone, and said, stretching his waist and yawning.

"You know too? What do you know! You lazy guy will know how to sleep! Humph!" Jiang Xiaolian said angrily. He dared to call Master a lazy guy, which shows how much she is favored.

"You can practice when you are a teacher. You have to study hard. I'm so sleepy now..." Wen Yushan closed his eyes and actually dozed off.

"Don't sleep, Master, I have some good news to tell you. I found the Bu Laoquan! I took a big sip. Do you think I am more beautiful than before? Hello! Lazy!" Jiang Xiaolian kicked Wen Yushan viciously, but the other person continued to sleep.

Bored, Jiang Xiaolian looked at the stone house that was soaring into the sky, muttered a few words and walked down Fuyao Peak.

She wanted to ask Chang Sheng about the truth, but she was in seclusion. Jiang Xiaolian is now worried about Chang Sheng's situation and thought Chang Sheng was the uncle of the dressmaker.

In Qianyun Sect, there were three people who knew that Changsheng was not killing Tianjiao.

One is Wen Yushan, one is Jiang Xiaolian, and the other is Mo Yu from Dou Jiantang.

Since she walked out of the Burial Flower Valley, Mo Yu's breath has become stronger. The crying in the Burial Flower Valley has actually improved her mood that has been suppressed for many years.

"You lied to me, you are killing Tianjiao."
Chapter completed!