At the same time, Su Yu looked at the Gesang Goddess and said, "You don't have to go!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned to the Goddess Gesang, and she was also full of confusion.
Su Yu said to her directly: "You are too weak. The Immortal Realm is in chaos now. You can't survive in the upper realm with your cultivation level."
As Su Yu's voice fell, no one refuted it.
After all, it is true that the current goddess Gesang's cultivation is the weakest, only at the first level of the Heavenly God Realm.
The most important thing is that she was not controlled by Su Yu, nor did she consume Su Yu's blood. Even if she killed someone, the devil would not blame Su Yu.
Then it would be a waste of time for her to go.
Su Yu looked at Xuan Daoyi and said, "You and her should stay in the lower realm!"
"You are also responsible for the netherworld's defense network!"
Sang Ying's expression looked better when she heard that she seemed to have a new mission.
After arranging all this, Su Yu waved his hand and everyone around him dispersed.
The twenty demon kings and ten ghost kings returned to their villas to sleep.
The rest of the people also stayed in their own villas. After all, it seemed like they had nowhere else to go.
Only Zhang Mingling flew away with the beautiful Yuanmei.
He wanted to take Yuanmei back to Qingyun Temple, where he grew up.
He flew all the way towards Qingyun Temple. With his current speed, he and Yuanmei arrived in just a few breaths.
But when he arrived at Qingyun Temple, he was stunned.
Yuan Mei was also stunned when she saw the collapsed Taoist temple. There were only ruins all around.
The Taoist temples are gone, and all of them have collapsed into ruins.
This scene made Zhang Mingling extremely angry.
"Who is it?"
"Who attacked my Qingyun Temple?"
"Where is the old Taoist priest?"
Zhang Mingling quickly released his spiritual perception.
When he sensed someone underground, he was stunned for a moment.
There was actually another world underground. An old Taoist priest was lying on the ground, chatting with Blue Rose!
When he felt Zhang Mingling's undisguised strength probing him, he was stunned for a second and had not yet reacted.
By the time he reacted, Zhang Mingling's voice had already been heard.
"Damn Taoist priest, how come the few inheritances left by the Taoist master are gone?"
"You'd better explain it clearly to Master Dao!"
As Zhang Mingling's voice fell, Zhang Cihu was at a critical moment, but when he heard Zhang Mingling's voice, he lost control and became weak.
Blue Rose was still shouting in the picture: "Dear old baby, you are the best! Come on!"
Zhang Cihu listened to Blue Rose's sexy voice and looked at her plump body, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
This feeling of satisfaction is amazing.
Unfortunately, just as he was getting started, his disciple arrived.
He had no choice but to put on his pants and climbed out of the basement. Looking at the white paper piled up like a small mountain next to him, Zhang Cihu shook his head and said, "I am still too restrained!"
When I turned around, I saw that the toilet paper in the back filled the entire basement.
This is really a good way to always have tissues on hand!
Zhang Cihu felt Zhang Mingling's aura and shook his head: "Sure enough, this kid has become a completely different person after going down the mountain."
A smile appeared on Zhang Cihu's lips. He looked up and saw the passage to the basement opened directly above his head, and then he crawled out.
The moment he crawled out, Zhang Mingling appeared beside Zhang Cihu.
He grabbed his beard and said, "You stinky Taoist priest, explain to me how the Taoist's legacy has become a pile of ruins!"
After these words were spoken, Zhang Cihu's face looked a little embarrassed.
"This wasn't caused by an accident!"
Zhang Cihu smiled and tried to take Zhang Mingling's hand away, but Zhang Mingling refused to listen. He grabbed Zhang Cihu's beard tightly and said, "Just talk it over!"
Until the end, when Zhang Cihu resurrected the husband of the goddess of Changbai Mountain, he came here and told people how this place had become like this.
Zhang Mingling let go.
Zhang Mingling looked at Zhang Cihu's weak appearance and imagined what this guy did at home every day.
As soon as this idea came out, Zhang Mingling kept shaking his head.
If this continues, the old man will probably kill himself.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mingling waved his hand and directly moved the ruins of Qingyun Temple out. He said to Zhang Cihu: "Old Taoist priest, now the Taoist master announces that you are kicked out of the house."
"Now it's your turn to wander!"
Hearing this, Zhang Cihu's face was full of disbelief.
He looked at Zhang Mingling and said, "What did you say, you little brat?"
"I said, you're kicked out of the house!"
"From now on, I will be the abbot of Qingyun Temple. Go and get the wandering one yourself!"
Zhang Cihu's aura trembled when he heard this, and the cultivation of the late Immortal Realm emanated from him: "Stinky boy, if I don't show my power, do you really think you can beat me?"
"Before, I did that to protect your self-esteem. I let you do that."
"Now you dare to push your luck in front of me!"
Look at the late stage of Immortal Zhang Cihu!
Zhang Mingling did nothing, and his cultivation in the early stage of the Shenyang Realm was directly emitted towards him.
"You want to fight? That's fine. I'll beat you up and then drive you away!"
When Zhang Cihu felt Zhang Mingling's majestic aura, his face was full of disbelief.
"You've only been down the mountain for a few months, how come your cultivation has improved so quickly?"
"Because Dao Ye is a genius!"
Zhang Cihu listened to Zhang Mingling's reply without saying anything, but there was only relief in his eyes.
He laughed loudly and retracted his aura: "Stinky boy, this Qingyun Temple will be given to you by this old Taoist!"
As he spoke, he disappeared from the spot in a dashing manner.
Yuan Mei watched all this from behind, and said with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes: "My dear, it's not nice to treat Master like this!"
Zhang Mingling shook his head. The old Taoist priest probably made preparations in advance.
Otherwise, how could he leave so casually?
Zhang Cihu also appeared halfway up the mountain, with an extraordinary appearance, and his eyes looked around like a thief.
After finding that there was no one around, he went straight to a patch of grass and crawled in.
After entering, the grass healed automatically, and Zhang Cihu came to a small door. He pushed the narrow door open and went in.
It is very narrow at first, but after climbing for five minutes, it becomes an open world.
The space inside is extremely large.
The tablets of the ancestors of Qingyun Temple are also neatly placed here.
There is electricity on the wall, and the most important thing is that there is an LCD TV, a computer, and internet access. Even the bed is a large Simmons bed.
There is also a huge refrigerator that stores countless ingredients.
Perhaps considering the humid underground environment, Zhang Cihu also installed an air conditioner inside.
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