After I Came Out of Seclusion, All My Disciples Were Playing Me

King Gou, who had been in seclusion for 100,000 years, came out of the mountains far away, and the sect almost turned into a pig farm. The mountain-protecting formation turned into a chicken manure fence, and the frost-cold sword was inserted next to the pig pen. Disciple: Ancestor, the Qingyun Sect is in dilapidated condition. We have all eaten the soil of tens of thousands of years. Disciple: Ancestor, we have been chewing tree bark for 30,000 years! Disciple: Ancestor, the sect-protecting beasts are all so hungry that only their skeletons are left. Jiang Yuan suddenly understood when he looked at the bricks used to suppress the Demon Lord, the thousand-year-old mysterious wood used as a clothes drying pole, and the Nine-Turn Jade Golden Grass disguised as chicken feed. These little bastards are all playing me!