He considers himself a slave and serves Jiang Lin'an as his master.
The younger generation in the fairy world may not know the true identity of the old woodcutter, but Wu Xuanchi knows it very clearly.
Not only was it clear that they had been on opposite sides, they had also fought against each other more than once.
Those who chop wood, herd sheep, and carry coffins, plus Xiao Bu Chong, the drunken wine maker.
Once upon a time, which of the four immortal kings under the Jiang family men was not a powerful person who was famous in the eight hundred immortal world?
Although he clearly has the arrogant qualifications to compete for the master of a realm and dominate one side, he is willing to stay by Jiang Linan's side and support him.
Those who chop wood are responsible for cooking, and those who herd sheep are responsible for standing guard.
The coffin bearer is responsible for opening the road, and the brewer is responsible for driving the Chilong.
At that time, the Phoenix Realm was extremely beautiful and it was the only existence in the Immortal Realm.
Jiang Lin'an, a half-saint who came from behind, is in charge, and there are four masters of the sixteenth level of true immortals who are overwhelming the four sides.
In terms of strength, Huangjie even faintly surpasses the civil and military palaces with profound foundations.
However, time passed and Jiang Lin'an died, and ended up in Taixu Mountain after drinking in hatred.
The strong men who followed him in the beginning went into the mountains and wilderness incognito, and remained hidden for more than six thousand years.
Six thousand years is actually not a very long time for an immortal with an endless lifespan, but it is not short after all.
At this moment in Wu Xuanchi, looking at the familiar face on the Grand Master's chair, I had an inexplicable illusion of being in another world.
"You are not as good as Xiao Buchong."
To put it bluntly, she burned the seven corpses on the ground to ashes with a gentle touch of her right hand.
Then he walked slowly to the tea table in the corner, bowed and sat on the wooden chair and said: "Six thousand years ago, you were in the early stage of the seventeenth level of true immortal."
"I haven't seen you for six thousand years. I thought you would reach the 18th level of a true immortal."
"No matter how bad you are, you can still achieve the Great Perfection of the 17th-grade True Immortal."
"But I never expected that you only entered the middle stage from the early stage, but you didn't even reach the late stage of the seventeenth level of the True Immortal."
The old man chopping firewood raised his eyebrows and said, "Then, what do you want to express?"
"Are you planning to show off your power in front of me and prove that you are better than me? Or are you planning to settle your personal grudges with me and kill me in Leyang City?"
Wu Xuanchi shook his head and said: "Don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, I'm not as miserable as you think."
"Grudges? The grudges between us are nothing more than different stances, and each is his own master."
"Jiang Lin'an was born in the Wen Palace. You are his, so it is only natural to help him deal with the Martial Palace."
"I never hold grudges for these things, let alone risk my life for you."
"What I regret, what I regret is that you have wasted six thousand years of your time in vain, and your mood is damaged. It will be difficult for you to become my opponent again."
The old man chopping wood sneered: "Aren't you mocking me? Is there any difference?"
"Six thousand years ago, you were the 18th-level True Immortal. I was never your match."
"I admit this, and I am convinced that I will lose."
Twisting his body, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to fight, you go to Xiao Buchong. That guy just needs the whetstone to touch the threshold of the Semi-Saint."
"I believe he will be very happy to have you accompany him to practice."
Wu Xuanchi's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly thought: "So, he went to Xuewei Mountain."
The old man chopping wood laughed strangely and said, "What do you think?"
"Shangguan Xueqing has always helped her relatives but not others. Do you think she will let Su Xinglan kill her direct disciples on her territory?"
"Oh, I forgot you were here too."
"With you here, nothing can change."
Wu Xuanchi said seriously: "Even if I don't come, my senior brother Xinglan will still kill these seven people."
"If he wants to leave, Shangguan Xueqing can't keep him."