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

Ye Qian'an smiled slightly and said, "Then we will wait for Uncle Master to successfully break through to the level of a Loose Immortal, and then we will go to Xiniu Hezhou."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Dijun Wan smiled cheerfully, took out two jars of wine, and drank happily with Ye Qian'an. They also planned to not go home until they were drunk tonight.

...............

Xiniu Hezhou, Shenxuanzong.

Inside the magnificent hall.

Zhou Yuyan, the young sect leader, had a changed look on his face. The soul jade slip in front of him that corresponded to the ancestor of the Teng family had been shattered into pieces.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuyan couldn't believe it. He stared with his eyes as big as copper bells and said, "How... is it possible that Fujiwara Ten was killed?"

Zhou Yuyan breathed rapidly, and at the same time thought of Fujiwara Ten going to kill Qingxuan Sect. Now that Fujiwara Ten's soul jade slip was shattered, it meant that Fujiwara Ten died at Ye Qian'an's hands.

"This useless thing." Zhou Yuyan cursed loudly, and then lowered his voice and said: "It can't even kill Ye Qian'an, so it's dead."

Wang Teng walked in at this time and bowed to Zhou Yuyan in front of him: "Young Sect Master, you called me?"

Zhou Yuyan waved his right hand, and the soul jade slip in front of him fell directly in front of Wang Teng.

"This is what Ye Qian'an did. I didn't expect this guy to be able to challenge a higher level opponent and even destroy Fujiwara Ten."

After all, Fujiwara Ten is a dog that I raise myself. Even if it dies, it depends on my mood.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, you have to look at the owner first. Now Ye Qian'an actually killed his own dog. This is absolutely a naked provocation to Zhou Yuyan.

Wang Teng also clenched his fists, staring at the broken soul jade slip under him, gritting his teeth and secretly saying: "I didn't expect that you, a bastard, have reached this level. Ye Qian'an, I really underestimated you."

"But if you dare to come back, Senior will make you die!"

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Yuyan couldn't help but ask as he looked at Wang Teng who was silent.

Wang Teng quickly replied: "It's okay, Young Master, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Yuyan took a sip of tea and said indifferently: "Now that Ye Qian'an was able to kill Fujiwara Ten, his own strength is definitely not inferior to that of a mid-stage Sanxian. It is not easy to seize his body."

"What do you mean..."

"Wait until my father comes out of seclusion. With his peak True Immortal strength, he will be able to imprison Ye Qian'an. And you need to do me a favor."

Hearing this, Wang Teng also had a bad feeling. After all, even Fujiwara Ten was Zhou Yuyan's dog, let alone himself.

Zhou Yuyan didn't even think of treating Wang Teng as a dog...

"Half a year later, Dongsheng Shenzhou will arrange for people to come to my Shenxuan Sect to look for a few geniuses to go to the battlefield to resist the demons, so I hope you can go."

Hearing this, Wang Teng suddenly felt his feet go weak and he fell to the ground, saying hurriedly: "Young Sect Master, I am only at the peak of the Mahayana stage, how can I possibly go and resist the demons!"

Zhou Yuyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of indifference: "Humph, you have no right to refuse. If you can make merit on the battlefield, this young master will reward you handsomely. If you dare to disobey orders, I can make you live a life worse than death."

Wang Teng's face was pale and his heart was filled with despair, but he also knew that he could not disobey Zhou Yuyan's order. He stood up tremblingly and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master, rest assured, I will do my best."

Zhou Yuyan nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Go down and prepare. Remember, if you fail in this matter, you will have to bear my wrath."

Wang Teng retreated as if he had been pardoned. He secretly vowed to himself that he must find an opportunity on the battlefield to get rid of Zhou Yuyan's control.

After all, the final outcome of following Zhou Yuyan is only death. As for Cui Ling, if she finds a chance to get rid of him, she can still thrive in the outside world.

Zhou Yuyan looked at Wang Teng's back as he left, his eyes flashing with disdain: "Qingxuan Sect, humph, is just a bunch of rabble. If they hadn't taken a fancy to Ye Qian'an's child's body, there would be no need for Qingxuan Sect to exist in this world."

"It's just right. You can go to Dongsheng Shenzhou on my behalf to resist the invasion of the demons."

...............

Two months later.

Inside Qingxuan Sect.

Ye Qian'an successfully reinforced the sect's formation. With the current reinforcement, even a strong man at the peak of the immortal realm may not be able to break it completely.

And he also had to leave this place and return to Shenxuan Sect.

The sun sets, and the mountains in the distance look like sunrise.

On the top of the mountain behind the sect, Ye Qian sat on the lawn, looking at the setting sun that was about to set over the mountain, a look of melancholy on his face.

Unknowingly, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and the mortal world has undergone tremendous changes. Even those who were in Hua Wuguo Country back then are probably already old.

Fortunately, Jiang Xichen is a cultivator. After practicing in Qingyun Sect, his future achievements should be no less than that of the fusion realm. After all, it is a sect in Xiniu Hezhou. If the sect master’s strength is not at the fusion realm, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the world of cultivation.

Even if he has his own magic weapon and formation, he cannot protect Qingyun Sect for many years...

The cycle of cause and effect is ultimately just a blink of an eye.

There were already several wine jars piled up beside Di Jun Wan. With a flushed face, she lay on Ye Qian'an's shoulder in a somewhat drunken state, watching the afterglow of the sunset with him.

"Xiao An'an, do you know where Senior Sister is going now?"

Ye Qian'an shook his head: "Master has been a mortal for many years, and his Tao heart is stable. I believe it won't be long before he can break through the realm of scattered immortals."

Di Junwan lowered her head in disappointment. She took a sip of wine and sighed, "Since the last incident, Senior Sister has been practicing even harder... I even suspect that Senior Sister has become a different person."

"The path of cultivation requires hard work and tempering of the muscles and bones. If you don't grit your teeth and persevere, you will want to give up every moment. The boredom and irritability of the inner state will even make people miss the pain of muscles and bones. These people you created have never experienced this. You did let them reach the sky in one step, but the consequence of reaching the sky in one step is that they lose the sense of reality."

"You are frivolous and arrogant. You have easily gained all this without adapting to the pain brought by reality. What you created are not aliens, but just a group of tourists who accidentally entered the alien world, a group of game players."

Ye Qian'an sighed deeply, raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance, then lay on the ground, put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

Dijun Wan used her small hand to tidy up the three thousand strands of love beside her ear, and gently lay beside Ye Qi'an, quietly looking at Ye Qi'an's delicate face. For some reason, every time she saw it, she would have an inexplicable feeling. (End of this chapter)