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

Qingxuan Sect's founder Xuanchen stroked his pale beard and nodded, saying, "Many years ago, I observed the world at night and knew that my Qingxuan Sect had won a great victory. Now it is indeed true."

"This body formed by my soul cannot survive for long. I can only answer some of your questions. As for the rest, I can't help you."

Xuanchen, the founder of Qingxuan Sect, sighed and asked, "Ning'er, does my Qingxuan Sect have another disciple who has broken through the thunder tribulation?"

Leng Qianning replied hurriedly: "Your disciple has already broken through the Thunder Tribulation Realm, but he has been in seclusion for many years and there has been no news so far."

Xuan Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Now that he has broken through the thunder tribulation, he should have great potential. It is a blessing for our Qingxuan Sect to have a successor. But it is also worrying that there is no news after being in seclusion for many years."

Everyone looked solemn and looked at Xuanchen, waiting for his instructions.

Xuan Chen was silent for a moment and then said, "You can send someone to keep an eye on the place where he is in seclusion. If there is anything unusual, report it in time. The future of Qingxuan Sect requires everyone to work together."

Everyone responded in unison: "We will follow the teachings of our ancestor."

Xuan Chen looked at Leng Qianning again, his eyes full of expectation, "Ning'er, now that you have broken through the thunder tribulation, you should shoulder the responsibility of leading the younger generation. The road of cultivation is long, so you must not slack off."

Leng Qianning nodded solemnly, "Disciple will definitely live up to your expectations."

Xuan Chen nodded slightly, and his soul body became more and more illusory, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"I don't have much time left. I hope you will remember your mission and let Qingxuan Sect last forever in this world."

“If this boy comes out of retreat in the future, let him come to the Sword Tomb. The second thing I left behind is for him.”

Leng Qian stared at his master's body which was beginning to fade away, feeling somewhat anxious. He immediately ran over with tears in his eyes.

"Master, where is your real body and when can you come back?"

Xuan Chen gently stroked Leng Qianning's head and said with a smile: "Our Ning'er has grown up, the future of the sect depends on you. As for my true body, I don't know, after all, this is my soul body."

Leng Qianning bit her lips tightly, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Xuan Chen's figure became increasingly illusory. His eyes slowly swept over everyone present. His voice was soft but powerful:

"As disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, we should take it as our responsibility to protect the sect, uphold the righteous path, and not be afraid of difficulties. Although I am leaving, my spirit will live on."

The elders of the Sword Tomb all looked solemn, with an endless sense of mission in their hearts. Xuan Chen took a last deep look at this familiar land, and then his soul gradually dissipated like smoke, leaving only tranquility.

Leng Qianning stared blankly at the place where her master disappeared, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

After a moment, she turned around, looked at everyone and said firmly: "Since our master has entrusted us with this, we will definitely do our best.

When Qingxuan Sect’s Tianjiao Ye Qian’an comes out of retreat, I will definitely lead him to the Sword Tomb and work together for the future of the sect.”

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

From this moment on, a flame ignited in the hearts of everyone in Qingxuan Sect. They will fight for the glory of Qingxuan Sect in this challenging world with more firm beliefs and courage.

Leng Qianning looked at her master who had completely disappeared in front of her. Her face showed deep solemnity. Who on earth was her master...

It seems that only after An'er comes back can the mystery be solved. ………………

Another year has passed.

After eight years of comprehending the way of heaven, Ye Qian'an has completely become a mortal. Now, his face looks a little old. Although his body is still upright, he looks no different from a middle-aged mortal who has been busy all his life.

There is just one thing that makes him slightly different from ordinary people, and that is his eyes, which are clearly black and white, without any other colors, and have a hint of gleam, making him look extraordinary.

After leaving the shop, Ye Qian'an looked at the gloomy sky. Although the rain had stopped not long ago, it would still rain for a while from time to time, causing the people in Huawu country to live in misery.

There were even times when there was no water or food.

Ye Qian'an, as usual, carried the wine gourd and walked towards the distance, feeling the gentle breeze and the flowing green water. In every place he could feel the freeness of the great way.

Not long after, Ye Qian'an arrived at a restaurant. Just as he was about to eat something, he heard the sound of fortune-telling.

"Little brother, it's still early, why don't you make up for it and see how your luck is today?"

The old man sitting on the chair, wearing black sunglasses and looking like a blind man turned around and asked with a smile.

Ye Qian'an stopped, glanced sideways, and after thinking for a while, he took out a gold ingot from his pocket and placed it in front of the old man.

The blind old man was overjoyed and immediately put the gold away, smiling even more brilliantly: "Hahaha, little brother, you are really a straightforward person. Let me tell you a fortune and see what your fortune means."

The blind old man picked up the Liu Yao and placed it on the tortoise shell carved with patterns, with a playful look on his face.

Ye Qian'an asked in confusion: "How can you see the hexagram when you tell fortunes like this, old man?"

"Haha, although I am blind, I am not deaf, and the blind have the sharpest ears."

The old man wearing sunglasses answered with a smile and threw the copper coins in his hand on the table.

After throwing it six times in a row, the old man stopped his movements, pinched his fingers, and said with a frown: "Little brother, it seems that you have encountered a difficult problem."

"There are times when plum blossoms are incomprehensible, and the six yao are hard to fathom. If one's heart is unsettled for a long time, then everything else will be a joke."

Hearing this, Ye Qianan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

“Just as the hexagram means.”

The blind old man touched the copper coins on the table and continued:
"The six hexagrams can calculate all the affairs of the world, and the plum blossoms can resolve all the sufferings of the world. In fact, when you are waiting for the hexagram, you already know the ending you want in your heart."

"so……"

"What are you waiting for, let it go and don't look back."

The blind old man sighed and continued, "The hexagram has already shown that you have a calamity. If you fail, there will be a bloody disaster. I think you have a destiny, so I tell you this."

"Don't look back. Your road is very broad, but you have never encountered any setbacks. Because of this, you have a strong personality and arrogance. In addition, you openly challenged the majesty of the Heavenly Dao and disrupted the tribulation twice in a row. Naturally, the Heavenly Dao cannot tolerate you. This is you."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an's expression was subconsciously startled, and he looked at the blind old man in front of him in a strange way. He actually knew about this matter? (End of this chapter)