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

Chapter 21 Five hundred years of Lausanne wine
Ye Qian'an smiled calmly and said, "My disciples from Qingxuan Sect went down the mountain, and it seems that they have nothing to do with the seniors from Luohe Sect."

Li Qingshan frowned slightly. This was the first time someone dared to contradict him. Wasn't he afraid that he would slap him to death?

Lin Xuezhu looked at his uncle-master and said in a voice transmission: "Uncle-master, this old monster is at the peak of Return to Void. Even the head of the sect, Dan Yangzi, is no match for him. It is better not to provoke him."

The Nine Nether Demon Lord Li Qingshan is also a well-known figure in the territory of Yulong Kingdom, especially because of his cruel nature. Almost no one who is targeted by him can escape alive.

He is also a notorious strong man in the territory of Yulong Kingdom.

Ye Qian'an picked up the jar of wine and naturally took a few big gulps. The clear wine slid down his neck and soaked his white shirt.

The cultivators in the Drunken Tavern were all amazed at Ye Qian'an's recklessness. He was the only time in thousands of years that a menial disciple refuted the master in public.

Li Qingshan waved the folding fan in his hand. He was not angry because of Ye Qian'an's recklessness. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "Haha, my friend is really interesting. You are worthy of being a disciple of Qingxuan Sect."

"On a chosen day, I will personally go to Qingxuan Sect to pay a visit."

Ye Qian'an glanced at Li Qingshan, who was smiling but not smiling, slowly stood up, and walked out holding Lin Xuezhu's hand.

Looking at Ye Qian'an's leaving back, Shui Ling'er smiled indifferently. She also developed a strong interest in this little guy. The fact that he could make her flying sword resonate with her showed that this boy had a very deep understanding of the way of the sword.

If the Shuiyun Sect could be recruited, it would be of great benefit to the sect.

Even though Ye Qian'an had already walked far away, Shui Ling'er's gaze was still on his back.

After leaving Zui Xiang Lou, Lin Xuezhu couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Master, why did the masters from this group of forces come so early?"

"I guess he did it to find out the truth. After all, the Qingxuan Sect is located in the territory of Yulong Country and its strength is also top-notch."

On the immortal sword.

Ye Qian'an sat in the wind, holding the wine gourd in his right hand, shaking it gently and speaking.

This sect competition is extremely important for the cultivation sects near the Yulong Kingdom. It not only tests the strength of the disciples of each sect, but more importantly, it is about snatching the other party's cultivation resources.

The sect competition is held every fifty years. Whoever wins first place will receive a top-level magic weapon from the sect leader. At the same time, he or she will also have the opportunity to practice in the main sect.

All the major sects of cultivation came here in an endless stream, vying to become the champion of this competition. This was also the best opportunity to become famous.

The sect competition has not yet begun, but the geniuses and leaders of sects from all over the place have all come here. It seems that all the next pressure will fall on the Qingxuan Sect.

Just returned to Qingjing Peak.

Ye Qian'an heard the noise coming from the room. He went closer and saw Dan Yangzi angrily questioning Leng Qianning, who had an indifferent expression on her face, in the quiet room.

"Sister, the sect rules were set by our ancestors. How can you be punished for allowing your disciples to leave the sect?!"

"If Master knew about this, he would definitely be angry about your actions today!"

Dan Yangzi became more and more excited as he spoke, and was even willing to confront Senior Sister Leng Qianning in order to defend the sect's reputation.

Leng Qianning asked: "Have you cursed enough?"

"I was the one who asked him to go down the mountain to carry out the mission. This shouldn't violate the sect's rules, right?"

"What did you say?!"

Dan Yangzi frowned, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Sister, I don't understand why you insist on protecting a drunk disciple?" "He is indeed talented and has reached the state of transformation at a young age, but that doesn't mean he can violate the rules of my Qingxuan Sect!"

"My disciple, when is it your turn to criticize here?!"

Leng Qianning's tone was a little cold, and her star-like eyes flashed with cold light, as if telling Dan Yangzi in front of him that he had to protect his own disciples.

As for the sect, I am not qualified to manage it.

Dan Yangzi clenched his fists, knowing that his senior sister was well-known for protecting her people, and it was simply a fantasy to want to get someone back from her.

Taking a deep breath, Dan Yangzi turned around with an indignant look on his face and said calmly: "Since Senior Sister has said so, I will take my leave first."

"In the sect competition two months later, I hope that Senior Sister's disciple can win first place for the sect. Otherwise, no one can protect him!"

After saying that, Dan Yangzi opened the door and happened to see Ye Qian'an, who was drunk and staggering, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

Danyangzi's face twitched, and he hated the disciple in front of him to the core. He immediately threw his robe away in anger, turned around and disappeared into thin air.

Leng Qianning glanced sideways and asked, "You're in trouble again?"

"It's not really a disaster."

Ye Qian'an sat cross-legged on the futon, touched his nose and said, "Master, I did have some unexpected gains when I went down the mountain this time."

"Tell me."

Leng Qianning closed her eyes, her long eyelashes moving slightly, and her face, which was almost like that of a fairy, added some beauty to Leng Qianning at this moment.

Ye Qian'an told his master what happened in "Zui Xiang Lou". After learning that the geniuses from Luohe Sect and Shuiyun Sect had already arrived in Qingshan Town, Leng Qianning's face showed no expression.

After a long while, he spoke slowly, with a tone of appreciation: "You did a good job. Before the sect competition, it is best not to reveal your strength. After the sect competition begins, I want you to defeat them all."

Ye Qian'an grinned and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely complete the instructions you gave me."

"But... I would like to ask Master for something."

Leng Qianning slowly opened her eyes and could guess what her disciple wanted.

She slowly stretched out her slender jade hand, and a wisp of green spiritual power spread out. Then three water tanks taller than a person appeared out of thin air in the room.

Each water tank exudes a strong aroma of wine, and just smelling it makes you feel like you are floating in the air.

It is as clear as spring water and as fragrant as fine wine.

Ye Qian'an's eyes lit up when he smelled the aroma of the wine. He immediately ran over and sniffed the aroma of the wine. "Is this a 500-year-old fine wine, Lausanne wine?"

"Nice nose though."

Leng Qianning said softly, "These three jars of wine were left by me back then. Each jar is about 500 years old. I was thinking of treating the whole sect to a banquet after the sect competition. Since you want to drink, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you Master!"

Ye Qian'an unceremoniously collected all three jars of wine. These fine wines were enough for him to drink for a while.

(End of this chapter)