Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 101 The Seventh-Rank Heavenly Spirit Pill is Formed

Dijun Wan looked at Ye Qian'an's handsome face, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Forget it, since you like this magic weapon, Uncle Master will give it to you."

Although Dijun Wan said this, her body was very obedient. Even her right hand, which was holding the magic weapon, was tightly gripped on it.

Ye Qian'an took a lot of effort to snatch this magic weapon back from Di Junwan. The main reason why he took a fancy to this magic weapon was because this magic weapon of the fusion period contained an extremely violent energy.

Different from other magic weapons, this magic weapon for the fusion period is similar to the Qiankun Ring. There are dense lines engraved on the silver-white iron ring, and these lines seem to correspond to some kind of ancient relics, as if they are sealing some kind of energy.

It is for this reason that Ye Qian'an kept it with him, and if he had the chance in the future, he would study the runes on it carefully.

Dijun Wan took out a sack from her storage ring and ran towards the treasure house of Luohe Gate with great interest, her face filled with a happy smile.

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The next morning.

Having returned with a full load, Emperor Junwan couldn't wait to come to Qingshan Town and exchanged the herbs and treasures she had obtained for spirit stones, and used the spirit stones to buy a large amount of fine wine.

Ye Qian'an returned to the sect and just arrived at Qingjing Peak. Leng Qianning, the master of Qingjing Peak, had been waiting for a long time.

"Master?"

Ye Qian'an was stunned.

Leng Qianning glanced at Ye Qian'an behind him and asked indifferently, "Where have you been? Why did you come back just now?"

Ye Qian'an bowed to the sky, and then said calmly: "Reporting to the master, the disciple and uncle Dijun Wan are going to Luohe Gate."

"What are you doing there?"

Leng Qianning turned around with some doubt and looked at Ye Qian'an in confusion. After all, Qingxuan Sect and Luohe Sect were enemies. If they went there so brazenly, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?
Ye Qian'an told Leng Qianning what had happened. When Leng Qianning learned that Luohe Sect was destroyed, an expression of surprise appeared on her face.

Although Luohe Sect's overall strength is not as good as Qingxuan Sect, it is also an old sect after all. It has a powerful fusion master and many returning to the void cultivators in the sect.

However, Ye Qian'an and Di Junwan actually destroyed Luohemen, which was indeed beyond her imagination.

Leng Qianning asked curiously, "Qian, your master is very curious, how can you, who is only half a step into the fusion realm, challenge a higher level?"

Ye Qian'an touched his nose, not knowing how to answer for a moment. He couldn't tell his master that the source of his strength was from the Drunken Sword Immortal System.

Even if I say it myself, I'm afraid few people will be willing to believe it...

Leng Qianning saw that Ye Qian'an was a little slow in answering, so she didn't continue asking and changed the subject, "Okay, I'm glad you're okay. Since you don't want to talk, I won't force you to do anything. As long as you can be safe and sound, I will be satisfied."

Ye Qian'an bowed and replied, "Thank you, Master."

Leng Qianning looked at the disciple in front of her, and a smile as gentle as jade appeared on her delicate face. After all, she had watched Ye Qian'an grow up, and now several years had passed in the blink of an eye, as if it were a lifetime ago, right before her eyes.

After a long time, Leng Qianning recovered, turned around slightly, and said with his hands behind his back: "Disciple, you are tired from the journey, you should rest early." "Yes, Master."

Ye Qian'an shrugged, turned around and went back to his room to rest. All he had to do next was wait for Uncle Shui Ling'er to successfully refine the elixir, and then he could directly enter the fusion realm.

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Time flies, spring goes and winter comes.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. For mortals, two years is not a short time, but for cultivators, two years is just a blink of an eye.

The originally clear Qingxuan Sect was suddenly covered with thunderclouds, and energy within a thousand miles radius madly gathered in one direction at such a fast speed that it attracted many cultivators.

While feeling this energy, Leng Qianning, the strongest person in the sect, also opened his eyes.

Leng Qianning raised her eyebrows, and spoke with a hint of surprise: "This rich energy... could it be a seventh-grade elixir? Shui Ling'er actually refined a seventh-grade elixir, isn't she afraid that the entire Qingyun Peak will be destroyed?"

Not only Leng Qianning, but the immortal from the upper sect also opened his eyes and quickly appeared in the sky. He stood with his hands behind his back, his sharp eyes revealing a greedy look.

"It's actually a top-grade seventh-grade elixir. I didn't expect that even a small lower sect could have hidden talents. This elixir belongs to me!"

Just as Fujiwara Tian was about to snatch the elixir, Leng Qianning quietly appeared in front of him and stopped him, saying, "Senior, this is our Qingxuan Sect's own business. Please don't interfere in this matter."

Fujiwara Tian glanced at Leng Qianning in front of him and said lightly: "Leng Qianning, considering that you are the strongest person in Qingxuan Sect, as long as you give this elixir to me, I can give you a magic weapon of the fusion stage, how about it?"

"I'm sorry, senior. Although the magic weapon of the Fusion Stage is important, the quality of this pill is no less than that of the Mahayana or even Sanxian Stage. I can't give it to you."

Hearing this, Fujiwara Ten frowned slightly. This was the first time someone dared to contradict him. He immediately shouted, "Leng Qianning, I am the envoy of the upper sect. How dare you be so ignorant of etiquette? Aren't you afraid that I will destroy your entire Qingxuan Sect with a slap?"

Leng Qianning frowned and replied, "Senior, you can kill me, but you should also know the consequences of killing me."

"My master is a great perfectionist monk. If my master comes back one day, you should understand what it means."

"Are you threatening me?"

Fujiwara Tian's face gradually became gloomy, and at the same time, a ball of spiritual power condensed in his palm, as if as long as he made up his mind, Leng Qianning would definitely die today.

But what Leng Qianning said didn't make sense. The strength of the founder of Qingxuan Sect was not something he could contend with. Even the upper sect had to give him some face.

If I kill her today, then when that old guy returns to the sect in the future, it will be a disaster for me.

Fujiwara Ten was a little conflicted, but finally reason overcame greed. After all, he only had one life. If he lost the elixir, he could still look for another one, but if he lost his life, he would really have nothing left.

At this moment, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the sky that was previously covered with dark clouds.

The vortex condensed faster and faster, and the tearing effect it produced was tearing all the trees within a few miles into pieces. Even if humans touched them, they would be completely swallowed by the wind blades.

(End of this chapter)