Chapter 265 Wait

Yang Wudi has been a little irritable these days.

He even has less time to spend the night with Yang Jingyan, and he is always practicing.

All this is just because of Qi Tanning's words: Jiang Mu is not dead.

This word made Yang Wudi feel like being struck by lightning.

For thousands of years, he thought Jiang Mu had already died in that thunder tribulation.

He took it for granted that everyone admired him and claimed to be the real number one genius in the heavenly domain.

He was full of vigor and made a name for himself.

But now you tell him that Jiang Mu is not dead.

Why is Jiang Mu not dead?

Yang Wudi couldn't figure it out, so he asked Qi Tanning.

Qi Tanning couldn't explain this question clearly.

Because he just calculated Jiang Mu's current situation on a whim.

But he found that he couldn't catch a trace of Jiang Mu's secrets.

Logically speaking, as a great emperor, if he wanted to spy on this kind of secret, let alone a living person, even a dead person could figure it out.

However, everything about Jiang Mu was blank.

From this, Qi Tanning could conclude that Jiang Mu was not dead, but he didn't know where he was now.

"Wu Di, don't worry, Jiang Mu's death or immortality is not important to you."

"Just stick to your own path, I will protect you, there will be no accidents." WwW.com

Qi Tanning comforted.

In his opinion, Jiang Mu's talent is strong enough and he is lucky enough.

But this can't change anything.

Because he is the first emperor at the beginning of the world.

With Qi Tanning's comfort, Yang Wudi calmed down to practice.

But he also had an obsession in his heart.

Jiang Mu will be his lifelong enemy!

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Tianyu, the former territory of Dongwang Palace, Yuanshui Sect.

The hilltop where Jiang Mu and Cao Leping once lived, the courtyard has been restored by Cao Leping.

And he lived alone on this mountain for many years.

Until he turned from a greasy middle-aged man into a white-haired old man.

Since Jiang Mu left, he has been waiting alone for five thousand years.

But in his heart, more than five thousand years have passed.

Now Cao Leping is a guest elder of Yuanshui Sect.

Although he has no real power in Yuanshui Sect, because he has a friendship with Jiang Ling, the cultivators are polite to him.

"Old Kun... No, Old Jiang, if you don't come again, I will leave."

Cao Leping sat on the rocking chair in the small courtyard with his hands behind his back and sighed slightly.

As early as three thousand years ago, Jiang Fuli and others who went to the Lost Star Region brought back news about Jiang Mu.

Cao Leping also learned that the Kunli used by Jiang Mu was a pseudonym.

It's really... It's hard to keep it from him.

However, Cao Leping didn't have too many complaints about the name.

He could see that Jiang Mu treated him as a true friend.

Cao Leping also learned everything about the Lost Star Region from Jiang Fuli.

While sighing at Jiang Mu's strength, he was also worried about him.

After waiting and waiting, there was still no news about Jiang Mu.

Some people said that he died in the thunder tribulation.

After all, it was a great emperor tribulation, and even the quasi-emperor might not be able to survive it.

There was really no news about Jiang Mu for thousands of years.

Cao Leping also thought about setting out to look for him.

But he also heard that Jiang Mu had several friends, all of whom were powerful cultivators and geniuses.

There was even a man named Kun Li who had been looking for Jiang Mu in the Lost Star Domain, but to no avail.

I guess he was not the only one who was worried about Jiang Mu.

Looking at his own cultivation, Cao Leping felt that he would be a troublemaker if he left the Heavenly Domain.

Jiang Mu was most afraid of trouble, and he couldn't cause trouble for him.

He asked me to wait for him.

He said he would come back.

We are good buddies...

Waiting, waiting for spring, summer, autumn and winter, waiting for the old tree to be entangled, waiting for white hair.

. You provide the immortality of the great god Zhixiaoyuan: one life at the beginning, cultivation depends on survival