Chapter 750
Who let Jiang Zhao, who is in the Xiantian realm, appear in the Jianghu?
A Xiantian realm in his twenties, it is conceivable that there will be nothing for the Four Desolate Sect for the next few decades.
Jiang Zhao spent five years on this trip, visiting all the places he had heard of, and Jing Quanjun was there all the time. Along the way, she not only did not delay her practice, but also improved, and the harvest was very good.
After a few years of wandering, some changes have taken place in both the Jianghu and the countries.
In the West Yan Kingdom, Song Chan has already taken the throne of the country, and it is said that she writes several letters to Fu Rongxu every year.
He also heard that there was a paragraph in the letter: Brother Fu, my husbands were selected according to your characteristics, some eyes look like you, some noses look like you, and some mouths look like you.
In fact, they are not alike at all.
She just holds a grudge and deliberately disgusts Fu Rongxu.
In the South Chu Kingdom, Qin Hongqiu compromised.
Jiang Zhao was ready to go back. He passed by the Four Wasteland Sect again. Looking at the blooming sea of flowers and the patches of land that seemed to be planted with some crops, he was confused.
"Is this the foot of the mountain of the Four Wasteland Sect?" He asked Wen Lin and the other two.
Mo Wu was a little calmer. He said that farming can kill time. In recent years, the people of the Four Wasteland Sect have indeed walked less outside. Once they are busy, they naturally have no time to walk around.
Look, how well these flowers are blooming and how well the crops are growing. It all depends on his arrangement!
"I want to go and see." Jiang Zhao said to Wen Lin and the other three, "You lead the way."
Soon, Jiang Zhao was welcomed in by the people of the Four Wasteland Sect.
After eating fresh fruits and vegetables and the food grown by the Four Wasteland Sect, he wondered: "Why do the people of the Four Wasteland Sect grow better than the people of the Feiliu Sword Sect?"
Mo Wu replied in his heart: Maybe they are bored.
Now that the righteous faction is so powerful, they dare not go out to show off their power, and can only stay in their own territory to farm.
Jiang Zhao ate roasted sweet potatoes and admired the spring flowers outside: "Why not stay here for a while."
It would be a pity not to stay in such a beautiful place with so many delicious foods. Now the spring scenery is just right.
Wen Lian/Jiang Ying/Gao Fu/: Why don't you take down the Four Wasteland Sect, so that this place will be your own territory!
Mo Wu found that the eyes of his three subordinates were strange.
After staying in the Four Wasteland Sect for a month, Jiang Zhao still went back: "Thank you for your hospitality, I will come often."
The people of the Four Wasteland Sect: That's not good! It's scary.
Mo Wu found an opportunity to meet the people of the Four Wasteland Sect and held a meeting.
"Jiang Zhao is in the Xiantian realm, he just came to eat and play around, let him eat! Let him play!"
"You stay well, don't show off your ability for a while, no one can fight against the Xiantian realm, don't go looking for death."
"When my magic power is perfected, I will definitely get back at you."
After the meeting, Mo Wu disappeared in an instant.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, let's fool around for now.
The people of the Four Desolate Sect looked into the distance, forget it, let's plant the land first, the leader has worked hard to practice magic, they can't say discouraging words.
It's not impossible to survive now.
Don't say it, it's pretty good to grow your own food
Thirty years later.
Jiang Zhao sat in the small courtyard, basking in the sun on a chair, and occasionally glanced at the busy people in the house: "No need to bring anything extra, the Four Wasteland Sect has everything, just bring enough silver, I heard that many new food shops have opened in the Four Wasteland Town, I wonder how they taste."
"It's cold in this weather, it's better to bring two more thick clothes." Wen Lan came out with two large bundles and hung them on Gao Fu.
Jiang Ying stuffed various bottles and jars into the bundles: "Seasonings can't be less, there is always a time to cook, eating outside is too greasy, it's better to cook at home."
Gao Fu chimed in: "That's right, bring everything you need."
Mo Wu stood in the corner, watching them busy, feeling like a clown.
Were they really forced?
For more than 30 years, he watched them take better care of the sect leader year by year, fearing that he would be uncomfortable.
He, the real sect leader, has never enjoyed such treatment!
"Wu Yi." Jiang Zhao suddenly shouted.
Mo Wu hurried over: "Master, what's the matter?"
"I remembered something. What's your real name?"
Mo Wu: It's been thirty years, Master, you finally asked me what my real name is.
"Forget it if I can't tell you."
Mo Wu was about to speak. At this point, it didn't matter who he was. After all, the Four Desolate Sect had switched to farming.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhao smiled and said, "Anyway, I know."
Mo Wu: ! !
What about Wen Lin and the others?
Mo Wu leaned in and whispered, "Master, where are they?"
"Guess?"
Mo Wu: This is bullying an honest person!
"Do you think they are smart?"
Mo Wu closed his eyes. Okay, I know. He said that since more than 20 years ago, these three have become much closer to him, and they always pull him along in everything they do, and they don't exclude him anymore.
So, one time when he went to talk to Wen Lan about the Four Desolations Sect, she burst out laughing. It wasn’t because she had some aftereffects from getting hit while making the medicine, but she really laughed! !
Once he heard them saying that he was threatening people. Could they be referring to him? No need to guess, it should be.
Good guy, he didn't even notice.
"Master, some freshly baked cakes, want to eat some first?" Jiang Ying came out with a plate of cakes and placed it in front of Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, it looks good."