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

Xiniu Hezhou, Lausang Kingdom.

The country of Lausanne is a fifth-level cultivation country, and the strongest among them are the cultivators at the peak of Thunder Tribulation.

What comes into view are rolling green hills, which are as dark as ink, as if it is a beautiful painting drawn by nature with a magical brush.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, floating like a veil, adding a touch of mystery to the peaks. The lush green trees are like loyal guards, guarding this beautiful land.

The rivers of Lausanne are like silver ribbons, winding through the land. The water is crystal clear, sparkling, and fish are happily playing in the water.

By the river, willows are swaying in the wind, as if telling people about the gentleness and romance of Lausanne.

In the city, the streets are wide and clean, and the buildings on both sides are quaint.

The tall palace is magnificent with carved beams and painted buildings, showing the dignity and majesty of Lausanne. In the lively market, people come and go, bustling with people. The vendors' shouts are heard one after another, and the various commodities are dazzling.

Colorful flowers bloomed one after another, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air, making people intoxicated. Butterflies danced among the flowers, and bees shuttled busily among them, collecting sweet pollen.

The night in Lausanne is equally intoxicating. The brightly lit city is like a dreamlike world, and the twinkling lights are like bright stars.

On the streets, people were laughing and talking, enjoying this beautiful night. The music and singing intertwined together, creating a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere.

A young woman in plain clothes strolled around the lantern festival. Looking at the grand event before her, a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, today is the celebration of Lausanne. It is said that the whole night will be covered with fireworks. It is so beautiful. You must go and see it."

The girl in red clothes shook the rattle in her hand, grabbed the woman's slender hand with a smile on her face, and walked away.

The people on both sides cast respectful glances at the woman, and some even walked over quickly to greet her.

"Miss Leng, how are you doing recently? I haven't seen you for a long time."

The woman tidied up her black hair by her ears with her bare hands and said with a gentle smile, "Well, I've been busy with New Year's things at home recently, so I rarely come out."

The old man with a cane smiled and said, "Miss Leng, you are already in your twenties, right? Have you ever thought about getting married? The son of my son's friend is also in his twenties. He is a warrior who carries a sword and protects the prince in Lausanne. You are so beautiful, let me introduce you to someone."

Leng Qianning replied softly: "No need, Master Wang, I already have someone in my heart."

Hearing this, Uncle Wang sighed and said, "Yes, a beautiful girl like you must have many suitors. I just don't understand why he has never appeared here in all these years."

Leng Qianning looked at the dazzling starry sky in the distance and the fireworks exploding in the sky, pursed his lips and said: "He is waiting for me in a distant place."

"Sister, that big brother must be a very handsome man."

Leng Qianning rubbed the girl's head, nodded and smiled: "Yes, he is the most handsome man in the world, and also the most powerful swordsman."

"Wow, I want to be a swordsman in the future, punish evil and promote good, and uphold justice!"

The little girl clenched her fists, showing that she must become a swordsman in the future. Although she did not have the qualifications to become an immortal, she should be able to become a swordsman.

The people passing by also burst into laughter, and the whole street was filled with joy.

"Okay, okay, you will definitely become a swordsman in the future."

Leng Qianning smiled gently. After ten years of being alone in the mortal world, her face was now filled with nostalgia for the mortal world. Perhaps this was the state of mind brought about by enlightenment. Only those who experienced it personally would know the so-called state of mind, the so-called heavenly way...

Enlightenment of the sky, mortals can feel it.

A mortal looking up at the sky is nothing but a frog in a well.

Only by jumping out of the well can you truly understand what everything in the world is.

A breeze, a ray of warm sunshine, and a ray of vitality can all make people feel differently.

"Sister, what is your dream?"

At this time, the girl turned her head and asked.

"My sister's dream is that everyone can live happily in this world, have enough food and clothing, live in a prosperous era, and do whatever they want."

Leng Qianning was stunned for a moment, then answered softly:

"If that's the case, there's no need for that kind of person in this world."

The little girl murmured, "We have enough food and clothing, we are contented, we can do whatever we want, sister, isn't Lausanne a prosperous country?"

"The prosperous times that my sister mentioned are the prosperous times of the whole world. Only in this way can we witness a beautiful future. Only in this way can we live in peace and contentment in this world."

Leng Qianning bit her lips lightly and stared at the distant sky, her mind full of thoughts. Perhaps only at that time, could she truly and thoroughly comprehend the Way of Heaven.

"Sister, there are iron flowers ahead, let's go and take a look."

The girl held Leng Qianning's hand, walked through the crowded crowd, and came to a stand. At the same time, she raised her head and looked at the iron flowers in front of her.

Making flower patterns is a magical feast of light and heat.

In an instant, the molten iron quickly dispersed and turned into dazzling stardust all over the sky.

These hot stardusts seemed to be under a spell, blooming into gorgeous flowers. Golden light gushed out, some of them were like giant chrysanthemums in full bloom, with petals spreading out layer by layer, wantonly showing off their splendor;

Some are like the dazzling explosion of a meteor across the sky, dragging long tails of light and drawing bright arcs in the dark night sky;
Others are like fairies scattering flowers, with countless tiny spots of light scattered and falling like stars.

Where the iron flowers flew, sparks flew everywhere, like golden snakes dancing wildly, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness.

Every time the molten iron is thrown, it is accompanied by the exclamations and praises of the crowd. The dazzling light reflects the excited faces of the people, and the high-temperature sparks bring not only visual shock, but also a kind of vigorous vitality from the ancient craft.

The light of the iron flowers rose and fell in the night sky, like a grand firework display, but with a bit more heat and ruggedness than fireworks.

Leng Qianning was also attracted by the iron flowers in front of her. She had been practicing alone for so many years and had never comprehended the mundane world. But at this moment, she was actually attracted by the scene in front of her.

Is this... the mood Huafan should have?
Countless Kongming lanterns slowly flew up at this moment, and scholars and scholars came in an endless stream to celebrate the century-long peace in Lausanne.

Leng Qianning clenched her jade hands tightly, and crystal-clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes, disintegrated in the air, and fell to the ground. (End of this chapter)