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

Yun Yangzi stood there with one hand hanging behind him. He was suspended in the air, and said with a sense of loss: "When I was still in the foundation-building stage, I successfully obtained this sword. Now looking back on the past, it seems like a dream."

"Little guy, I asked you to come here today not only because I want to give you this magic sword, but more importantly, I have something I want to tell you."

Ye Qian'an suddenly raised his head and said, "Master, please speak."

"In fact, the real location of Qingxuan Sect is not in Donglingnan Province, but in Dongsheng Shenzhou, which cultivators dream of!"

Yun Yangzi's eyes sparkled, as if this secret had been hidden in his heart for thousands of years.

"My Taoist name is Yunyang, and this Yunyang is the sect in Shenzhou Continent, the Yunyang Sect!"

Yun Yangzi clenched his fists and lowered his voice, "Little guy, you may not have heard of the Yun Yang Sect, but you should have heard of the Aolai Kingdom and the Zuishen Sect."

"I have heard of it."

Ye Qian'an nodded and replied.

"The Yunyang Sect was once a sect on par with these two major forces, and the sect's ancestor was as powerful as an emperor. Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, the entire sect was wiped out overnight...

The ancestors were killed, all the powerful men in the sect were slaughtered, and even the disciples in the sect were reduced to ashes..."

Ye Qian'an was deeply shocked when he heard Yun Yangzi's story. He could not imagine that the Yun Yang Sect, which was once so glorious, had suffered such a tragic disaster.

"Ancestor, who is so cruel to do such a vicious thing to the Yunyang Sect?" Ye Qian'an couldn't help but ask.

Yun Yangzi's face was solemn, and a trace of grief and anger flashed in his eyes. "This matter is still a mystery. That night, the enemy was powerful and mysterious. They acted quickly and ruthlessly, leaving the Yun Yang Sect no chance to resist."

He slowly stood up and looked into the distance, as if recalling the tragic scene of that year, his face full of pain.

"Since then, the Yunyang Sect has never recovered. We, the survivors, have been wandering around, looking for opportunities for revenge. However, after so many years, we still haven't found any clues to the murderer."

"The disciples of Yunyang Sect were targeted everywhere. After many years, the disciples of the sect fell apart, and I came to Donglingnan Province and opened up a sect, which I named Qingxuan."

"The reason why my main body left was to be able to improve my cultivation and to avenge the sect in the future, and also to avenge the disciples of Yunyang Sect."

Ye Qian’an clenched his fists. If this was true, then the strong man who was able to kill the Yunyang Sect must be at least at the level of Immortal Emperor, right?

The levels of cultivators are as follows: Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, return to the void, fusion, Mahayana, thunder tribulation, casual immortal, true immortal, golden immortal, Daluo golden immortal, quasi-sage, saint, and immortal emperor.

The Immortal Emperor is supposed to protect the strong, but now he is slaughtering thousands of cultivators. What secret is hidden in this?
Yun Yangzi handed the immortal sword in his hand to Ye Qian'an, sighed and said: "If you can find my real body in the future and give him this sword, he will naturally know. But whether he is still alive now... It all depends on God's will."

"My soul has reached the limit of collapse. This may be the last time we meet. Little guy, take good care of Qingxuan Sect."

Ye Qian'an took the magic sword handed to him by Yun Yangzi, feeling heavy in his heart.

"As for my useless disciple... please spare his life..."

The disciple that Yun Yangzi was talking about must be the leader of Qingxuan Sect, Dan Yangzi. At this moment, a figure rushed into the cave, shouting: "Master! Master!"

The man had long, shiny black hair that was like a waterfall and draped over his shoulders, with a few strands of purple hairbands occasionally mixed in his hair, as if the stars had fallen into the human world.

His face was elegant and as smooth as ancient jade, with a coldness in the corners of his eyes, revealing a sense of freedom and ease in this world.

It was the leader of Qingxuan Sect, Danyangzi!
Dan Yangzi fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face: "Master, it's me, Dan Yangzi..."

Yun Yangzi paused for a moment and asked, "Are you Niu'er?"

The reason why Dan Yangzi is called this name is all because of his master Yun Yangzi. Now that so many years have passed, he has even forgotten his original name?

As a disciple of Qingxuan, Danyangzi has been following Yunyangzi since he was a child. Even after so many years, he can still feel his longing for his master.

Yun Yangzi was somewhat disappointed with him. After all, there were rumors in the sect, and he had long known that his most beloved disciple had done something unscrupulous.

"Niu'er, I accepted you as my disciple because you were seeking immortality, not because you were heartless and didn't know right from wrong!"

"This is what I left for you. Just consider it as my debt over the years."

Yun Yangzi took out a jade pendant and threw it into Dan Yangzi's arms, and his own body gradually began to fade, as if he could completely disappear from this world at any time.

Dan Yangzi looked at the familiar object in his hand, which was the token given to him by his master Yun Yangzi. Memories came flooding back, and the days he spent with his master seemed like yesterday.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes full of pain and helplessness. "Master, I have never done anything so unscrupulous, why don't you believe me?" Dan Yangzi's voice trembled slightly, and the grievance in his heart was hard to express.

Yun Yangzi looked at Dan Yangzi, with a complex emotion in his eyes. He really wanted to believe his most beloved disciple, but the rumors were so convincing that he had to be suspicious.

Yun Yangzi did not continue talking, but walked quietly into the distance.

"It's been a thousand years. I've been here for a thousand years. I'm tired. I've explained everything I need to explain and said everything I need to say..."

"Thousands of years have passed in vain, thousands of people have lived in the world, and the world knows about them. I have only heard a few of Meng Po's words, and the dust on the broken scroll has faded."

Looking at Yun Yangzi's body completely disappearing from this world, Ye Qian'an put away the magic sword and bowed to the other party again.

"Best farewell to Master."

Dan Yangzi looked solemn, and then he looked at Ye Qian'an and asked, "Tell me everything that Master said to you, word for word."

Ye Qianan glanced at Dan Yangzi and said calmly: "My master told me not to kill you. If you want to die, I don't mind giving you a ride."

"Of course, Danyangzi, although you are now the head of the sect, I am the chief elder of the sect, and my cultivation has not yet reached the level of a Loose Immortal. You should give up the position of head of the sect."

Ye Qian'an stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and walked out of the cave, and said indifferently: "Danyangzi, take care of yourself." (End of this chapter)